Daqin Zhentiansi

Chapter 337 If the contract doesn’t satisfy me, I’ll keep revising it until I’m satisfied
There was a fierce murderous intent and murderous aura intertwined in Gu Cang's body.

Zhang Yuan could feel that Gu Cang's cultivation was one level higher than his, reaching the level of Dongxuan Grandmaster.

But such strong murderous intent and evil spirit have nothing to do with realm.

How much killing and destruction does it take to gather these together?

The white-bearded old monk in front froze with his face and his eyes twitched slightly.

Gu Cang pointed his spear at him and a voice rang out.

"Old man, if you, the Ming Wang Sect, don't want to die cleanly, then get out of here right now."

"Rules. What we, the Great Qin, abide by are the rules. If we don't abide by them, then they are not the rules."

After saying that, he snorted coldly and looked at Zhang Yuan: "Uncle Qingyang, please leave first. Let me see if that blind man wants to die."

Zhang Yuan did not hesitate, bowed, and then stepped into the black crack.

There was endless darkness in the crack, without any light or shadow.

He had just stood there for a moment when he heard Gu Cang's voice behind him.

"Damn it, these guys are very careful about their lives. I thought I could have a good fight with them." Gu Cang's voice was filled with regret. He walked to Zhang Yuan and took off his mask.

He looked to be in his early forties, with a weathered face and an unconcealable murderous look between his eyebrows.

Gu Cang looked at the golden heavenly power swirling around Zhang Yuan and took out a jade token.

"Uncle Qingyang, this is the Heavenly Merit Record. It only counts the serial number, not the identity. You should collect the Heavenly Merit first and exchange it later."

Zhang Yuan took the jade token, raised his hand and waved it, and all his heavenly power entered into it, transforming into a row of golden numbers.

"Thirteen thousand seven hundred and eighty-six merits."

This number made Gu Cang, who was standing by, hiss, his face full of envy.

"A single battle and a thousand achievements, is this the rhythm of becoming a marquis?"

One hundred thousand heavenly merits, fighting for the title of marquis.

Zhang Yuan has accumulated so much natural power in this one battle. Wouldn't it be possible to become a war lord if he kills a few more times?
It is really possible to become a marquis after one battle.

However, Zhang Yuan also knew that he was lucky this time. He stepped into Liangzhou when Ming Wangzong was caught off guard, and then killed several strong men in a row, which enabled him to obtain this heavenly skill.

A Vajra Grandmaster can be equivalent to a thousand ordinary soldiers.

The monk at the Dongxuan level who was killed by him with one sword was worth a thousand merits.

Without dwelling too much on the unexpected surprise of Tian Gong, Zhang Yuan raised his head.

"Is this the outside of Yongtianzhou?"

There is a void outside Yongtianzhou, and the only way out is the Great Wall in the north.

However, in front of a truly strong person, this void cannot be stopped.

"Yes, this is the void beyond the domain. If you get lost in it, you will never be able to return."

Gu Cang nodded and looked at Zhang Yuan.

"Gu is a captain of the Dragon Cavalry of the Great Qin. Following a message from the Heavenly Guardian, I was ordered to leave the Northern Great Wall and rescue Lord Qingyang."

He looked serious as he looked at Zhang Yuan with a gleam in his eyes.

"Lord Qingyang, you have extraordinary talent and potential. You will be a pillar of the Qin Dynasty in the future. It is better to avoid such dangerous actions."

Having said this, he chuckled and grinned, "But occasionally going out to Yongtianzhou and killing people is also a refreshing thing, don't you think?"

This made Zhang Yuan chuckle.

There is no need for too many words between warriors.

The two men flew forward in the void for a while, and then Gu Cang thrust out with his spear, tearing open the void in front of them and sending Zhang Yuan back to Liangyuan Domain.

"If you are interested in the Great Qin Dragon Cavalry Guard, come find me when you come to the Northern Great Wall."

When Zhang Yuan stepped out of the void, Gu Cang shouted behind him.

Zhang Yuan turned around, clasped his fists, and disappeared into the crack.

Seeing Zhang Yuan leave, Gu Cang showed some emotion on his face.

"Damn it! He's so young yet he's already capable of fighting the King of Light. His martial arts talent is simply monstrous. No wonder he had to ask the Dragon Cavalry to break the rules and go out of the Northern Wall to rescue him..."

He looked around, swept his spear, created a crack, then stepped over it and disappeared into the void.

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Zhang Yuan returned to his hometown, not in the Prajna Zen Temple, but not far away from it.

By the time he arrived at the Prajna Monastery, the battle was over. The Red Scale Army and the 200,000-strong garrison had surrounded the entire Prajna Monastery. The million-strong army Zhang Yuan had previously led had already occupied the temples and pavilions throughout the Prajna Monastery.

According to the old rules, give out money.

Prajna Zen Temple is the largest force in Liangyuan Territory, and has accumulated countless gold, silver and jewelry.

Seeing the soldiers carrying out boxes of gold and silver, and then scattering them on the square, piling them into a mountain of gold and silver for the millions of people to pick up, Yuchi Feng couldn't help but twitch his mouth.

"Brother Zhang, can we save some money? It's not easy to save money..."

He looked at Zhang Yuan who was standing beside him and spoke in a low voice.

The border troops were not well-off either. Hundreds of thousands of soldiers were starving and had to rely on the Ministry of War to send letters to the Ministry of Revenue to allocate their salaries.

When there is a war, military merits can be exchanged for money, and life can be more comfortable. But in normal times, there is not much money.

Especially since Yuchi Feng had just taken over the Chilin Army, various pensions after the last war had not yet been distributed, and the Ministry of Revenue still had a lot of money outstanding.

Yuchi Feng has been in a state of panic recently. Seeing Zhang Yuan moving out those piles of gold and silver and distributing them, his heart bleeds.

"Brother, I've left you 100,000 taels of gold in the treasury. In addition, there are two jade Buddha bodhi seeds. Is that enough? If not, I can add some more."

Zhang Yuan turned his head and spoke softly.

One hundred thousand taels of gold and two jade Buddha statues.

Yuchi Feng opened his mouth, a look of excitement flashed across his face, and he reached out and patted Zhang Yuan's arm heavily.

"Brother, let's not say anything."

"From now on, your affairs will be the affairs of my Red Scale Army."

……

The news that the Qin army was distributing gold and silver in the Prajna Zen Temple spread faster than it had wings.

Countless people brought their families and headed towards the Prajna Zen Temple.

When they were halfway there, they heard that the Qin people were distributing travel expenses and dry food so that the people in Liangyuan could travel all the way to Qin.

"Go east, cross the border, and you'll see endless black soil. There's food and drink there..."

"The Qin people have issued a notice. You must follow the road to Qin territory. Not only can you not stop the temples along the way, you must also make offerings. Otherwise, it would be a provocation to the Qin Dynasty."

"Have you heard? If you take a pass to Qin, you can exchange it for ten acres of fertile farmland, fertile farmland that will never be confiscated..."

When the Qin envoys, Censor Qin Mu and Grand Secretary Sun Botang, arrived in Liangyuan, they saw a group of people heading to Qin with their families.

The line stretched on and there was no end in sight.

"Nonsense, nonsense! How can a mere Earl of Military Merit decide on such a major political matter?"

"Hmph, when we return to the Imperial City, I will definitely report him."

Both civil officials looked unhappy.

Matters such as resettling the people and gathering refugees should be handled by local civil officials and can only be accomplished with the seal of the central government.

How could a general issue such an order?
The delegation moved on to the Prajna Zen Forest.

As per custom, Zhang Yuan took a look at the contract drafted by the two envoys.

"The Liang Dynasty is not allowed to invade the Qin Dynasty."

"Every ten years, the Great Qin rewards Liang Yuan with ten thousand taels of gold and silver and provides one hundred thousand catties of grain?"

Zhang Yuan frowned.

"Ahem, Lord Qingyang, no more." Sun Botang waved his hand, a look of complacency on his face.

"Ten thousand taels of gold and silver, and one hundred thousand tons of grains should be considered alms. Any more will make our Great Qin appear too generous, which will be counterproductive. These foreign forces are greedy." Qin Mu looked at Zhang Yuan.

"We understand the difficulties you and other border generals face. You don't want your soldiers to suffer casualties, and you just want to buy peace with money. But you have to know that you military generals only need to lead the troops in battle. Civil officials like me have more things to consider..."

Zhang Yuan's eyes slowly narrowed.

"Rewrite."

The two envoys were stunned and their faces turned red instantly.

"You, I, you are, I, I am—"

Zhang Yuan turned around, his face stern: "I am the commander-in-chief and have the right to lead the army."

"If the contract doesn't satisfy me, I'll keep revising it until I am."

(End of this chapter)