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The Blue-eyed Man replied: "There is the factory where he made soldiers and armor, and he spent the rest of his life there."

Yang Hao didn't expect that there was such a sad past. He asked the Blue Eyes: "What's going on with this iron factory? Is it related to the old Marquis?"

The Blue-eyed Man replied: "The old Marquis is proficient in casting techniques. He said that the iron ore in the Central Plains is of poor quality. If you want to make good steel, you must have a high set of iron crafting techniques. So he built an iron crafting field and used smelting techniques learned from various countries. After ten years of exploration, he could finally smel out the best steel with inferior ores.

"He dedicated this technology to the old man in the court's salt and iron envoy, hoping to provide assistance to the iron smelting masters of the Tang Dynasty. Based on this, the master of the salt and iron envoy inferred that there was an iron smelting plant hidden in Jiulian Mountains. He said that it was illegal to set up an iron plant and must be stopped immediately, otherwise the confiscation would be confiscated. The old Marquis presented the iron plant and the technology of refining high-quality steel from inferior ores to the salt and iron envoy, and asked him to hand it over to the court on his behalf.

"Later, the father sent someone to take over the iron factory and recruit slave workers to expand it nearly ten times. But he deceived us, and he did not hand over the iron factory to the court, but kept making selfish profits for themselves. They also threatened us not to tell the truth, otherwise we would drive us out of the Tang Dynasty."

The situation mentioned by Biyanren is roughly consistent with the source of Wu Chenglong's iron plant. It seems that this is indeed a subway factory run by the Niu Party. The salt and iron in Biyanren's mouth is mostly a Niu Party official, and the profits obtained by the Iron Factory may become the funding for the Niu Party's political operation.

Yang Hao said: "Do you still have any connection with them now?"

The Blue-eyed Man thought for a while and replied: "We can't say there is no at all. We want to buy steel from them, and they hire our tribe members as technicians. They are just a group of bureaucrats who are tempted by money and do not know how to smel steel at all."

Yang Hao's doubts were gone, and he said to the Blue Eye Man: "Take me to see your Marquis, I want to have a good chat with him."

The blue-eyed man looked at his disarmed companions in the valley and begged Yang Hao: "Please give them some water and food, and the injured people should be treated well."

Yang Hao nodded slightly. At this time, a spy handed Guan Suo a drawing, and Guan Suo handed him over to Yang Hao. This is a simple picture of the castle drawn by the spy in the intelligence room. The castle is not well regulated, but the fortifications are well built. Yang Hao handed it to the Blue Eye Man and asked, "Does anyone else have you ever built such a castle now?"

The blue-eyed man obviously didn't expect Yang Hao to have a picture of the castle. He thought it was a traitor leaking the secret, and he felt nervous. He wiped his sweat and replied, "I am an architect. As long as I have sufficient stone and manpower, I can help the general build a new one within a year." Yang Hao smiled and said, "I will hire you as an architect in the future." He turned to Soe and said, "Removing the besieged troops, no one will be allowed to approach without my order."

On the way to the castle, Yang Hao asked the new marquis about the name, age and hobbies of the new marquis. The marquis gave a brief answer. When he was about to arrive at the castle, Yang Hao remembered to ask the marquis' name.

"I am Gruth, the uncle of Marquis Fitli."

Marquis Fitli is only fifteen years old, with golden eyes and a pretty young man. He speaks fluent Chinese language and has an authentic Chang'an accent. He dances with his hands and feet and is full of spirits, which means that what he says is somewhat irrelevant.

Fitli never mentioned the war that had just ended, as if nothing had ever been born. At first, Yang Hao thought he was intentionally avoiding talking, but after a deep conversation, Marquis Fitli had no idea about the attack of the heavy armored cavalry regiment. After learning the truth, the little Marquis flew on the spot. He roared at his uncle Gruth, "Uncle Gruth, who is the master here? Is it me? Or my sister Quilina?"

Gruce said nothing, but his face showed a look of dissatisfaction. He wanted to defend himself, but he held it in front of outsiders, feeling uncomfortable, and his face turned red because of this.

Yang Hao looked at all this with great interest. It was obvious that in this castle, Fitli was only the nominal master. Because of his young age and slightly frivolous personality, no one of the retainers, including his uncle Gruth, took him seriously, and even hid the major events of sending troops to fight.

But Grus is not the real master, otherwise how could Fitli roar at him? Fitli mentioned his sister Quilina. Yang Hao felt that the real owner of the castle should be this woman named Quilina.

"His Marquis, why don't Miss Quelina come out?"

Yang Hao suddenly saw a figure behind the color screen on the east side of the living room. It was speculated that it was probably the sister Quilina mentioned by Fitli, so he brought it up unceremoniously.

"You should call her wife." Fitli corrected Yang Hao's mistake, and then he shouted at the color screen with helplessness and extreme anger: "Okay, my sister, you come out, your figure has betrayed you!"

Behind the color screen, a graceful, young and beautiful young woman walked out. Although she was wearing a simple gray-black dress, her proud figure and full chest still made Yang Hao's eyes lit up. Out of politeness, when she walked out of the color screen, Yang Hao stood up, her waist straight, and subconsciously tidied up her lower armor. At this time, Fitli was lying on the soft chair and moving without moving. He was too lazy to take a look at this sister who loves to show off.

Quelina is such a stunning beauty. Her light yellow show and an angel-like face make people feel palpitations. Her pair of sapphire-like eyes are even more shocking. Yang Hao was dissatisfied with her and disappeared in an instant. He clearly heard someone behind him swallowing saliva.

"Hello, Madam." Yang Hao couldn't help but catch Quelina's finger, lifted it up and kissed her.

Quelina was startled by his movements, but she did not refuse, with an innocent smile on her face.

Guan Suo looked at Yang Hao in surprise, and he also followed Yang Hao to kiss Quelina's hand. Quelina smiled and retracted her hands, gently lifted her skirt and bent her legs slightly, and nodded to greet her. Guan Suo also copied the words and squatted back to the gift.

Quilina couldn't help laughing "haha", and the young woman's cute and silly appearance was fully displayed.

After seeing the ceremony, Quelina sat down diagonally opposite Yang Hao, with a gentle face and an elegant posture.

Everyone below Yang Hao wanted to leave a good impression on the exotic beauties, and they sat upright with their waists straight.

"Generals, what are you trying to break into our home with swords?" Quelina spoke in a calm tone, but her eyes were sharp.

"Madam, don't get me wrong. We are not your enemies. The purpose of our coming here is to make the iron factory in Shannan. Oh, it is a black factory. It is a profitable for several corrupt officials. It should have been closed long ago." Yang Hao explained.

"But the general does his own business, why do you want to kill my tribe?" Quilina stared at Yang Hao's eyes playfully, and opened another topic with a relaxed tone, her eyes were bright.

"It can really turn black and white." Yang Hao sneered in his heart, and he stared at Quelina straight. Quelina's eyes were gentle and pure, like an unfathomable hot spring. No matter how sharp your gaze was, she could be dispelled invisibly.

"What a great woman." Yang Hao suddenly came to this conclusion.

"I think this is a misunderstanding. Our goal is an iron factory. When we cross Jiulian Mountain, we had a misunderstanding with your tribe, and thus had a conflict. Unfortunately, both sides died, and I don't think everyone would like to see this result. Do you agree with me? Your Excellency the Marquis."

The question that Yang Hao suddenly threw out caught Fitli off guard. He had never thought about this problem at all, nor was he interested in thinking about it. He stammered for help and unconsciously cast his sister Quilina's eyes for help, but as the owner of the castle, this question cannot be answered by others.

"Ah, you're right, this is indeed a misunderstanding." Fitli shrugged and pretended to be relaxed. After saying that, he looked at Quelina again, with an unconfident expression on his face.

"Then let us forget these unpleasant things." Yang Hao said generously.

This time, not only Fitli and Quelina were surprised, but Guan Suo and the generals of the Xining Army were also surprised. The battle had been over, and the victory won by the soldiers with their blood was just so lightly?

"The general is really good at ease." Quilina saw the dissatisfaction of Guan Suo and others. She stared at Yang Hao, hoping to get confirmation from him again.

"Does the Marquis agree with my statement?" Yang Hao responded positively, and at the same time gave Fitli a chance to perform.

"I totally agree with your advice from General, let's have a drink for peace."

Fitli jumped up and went to get the wine. The excited boy brought out all the good wine he had collected.

Glass, wine, and utensils are good utensils, and wine is also good wine, but when you drink this wine, you will feel mixed and you will have your own feelings.

"I will hold a grand dance tonight. Welcome guests from afar. Please be sure to enjoy the guests." Fitli said with his glass, his face full of excitement, but his excitement was immediately interrupted by his domineering sister. Quilina took his words and said, "It's a pity that we don't have that big place and cannot invite all our friends to attend. We don't have any extra wine to let every brave warrior drink. Here I would like to express my deep apology on behalf of my tribe."

Quilina's face showed a slightly awkward expression, like a housewife who couldn't bring out good things to entertain guests. But she immediately said with a smile:

"But to celebrate our meeting today, we will give all of it to reward the brave warriors, one loaf of bread, a pound of beef, a fruit salad, and a pint of ale?"

Yang Hao instinctively thought that this was really a prodigal girl. There were thousands of people in my department, and each person had to take a bread, how many cows would each kill a pound of beef? A pint of wine? How much wine is that?

Her words also aroused the dissatisfaction of Fitli and Gruth. Fitli had even quarreled with her in a low voice. Mrs. Quelina, who had always shown her gentleness, showed her unique domineeringness at this time. She smiled and listened to her younger brother's endless arguments, but treated him as an indifferent voice, without agreeing to anything, and without giving in at all.

As a result of the dispute, Marquis Fitli breathed helplessly, and with a frustrated expression, he wanted to leave the guest without hesitation. Gruth blocked his retreat and told him with his eyes: The guests are still there, as the master, it is extremely impolite for you to leave rashly. So the little Marquis had to turn back and squeeze out a smile and said, "My people will send things there later. If the general thinks it is convenient, he can hit them first. I don't have enough staff here."

After saying these words, he could no longer hold it back. He clenched his fists, the muscles on his face trembled violently, and his lips trembled and sent a ward order: "I would be grateful if you can give me some time to prepare."

Quelina and Gruth, as representatives of the city lord, sent Yang Hao and his party out of the castle.

The castle is surrounded by an oval ring river. The banks of the river are green grass and decorated with wild flowers, which has a unique atmosphere.

As they parted at the bridge, Quelina's fingers trembled slightly. Yang Hao didn't understand what she meant for a moment, so Quelina simply stretched out her hand and asked Yang Hao to kiss her. Yang Hao suddenly felt a little ashamed. Just now, she forced her to kiss her without her permission in the living room. This was really rude.

Back at the military tent, Yang Hao immediately ordered the release of all captured heavy armored knights, including men, horses, armor, weapons, and the bodies of the dead knights.

Guan Suo was very puzzled and repelled the guards and asked Yang Hao: "Are you fascinated by that married woman? After kissing her twice, you gave up the victory that the soldiers had won with their blood?"

Yang Hao was untiing his armor. After hearing this, he was stunned at first, then laughed, pointed to the buckle behind him and said, "Come on, do a favor." Guan Suo said angrily: "You should ask that Quelina to help you."

Yang Hao smiled and ignored him, untie the buckle, shook his arm, and said, "You asked, why are you here with great difficulty? Is it just to kill a few people? What can I do if I kill them into their castle and kill him with blood flowing into a river? People still cannot be resurrected if they die."

Guan Suo was stopped and after a while, a sentence came out: "Then you can't just let them go so easily."

Yang Hao asked, "I ask you, what kind of conquest is a clever conquest? Or will the slaughter of his clan be punished as slaves? We cannot learn from the black men. We must use the wisdom of the Kurube family to bring back this iron factory to life, refine the best steel, build the best armor, and form an invincible heavy armored cavalry. You said, putting a knife on someone else's neck to help you, and making him willingly help you, so that he can do things better. Since you have a bigger demeanor, you are not as good as that woman."

"I'm not even as good as that woman? I... yes, you're right. Each person has a loaf of bread, a pound of beef, a fruit salad, and a piece of food... What kind of wine is, how generous they are, so generous that they are willing to go bankrupt. What's this? You're going to mess with the sacking women."

Speaking of this, Yang Hao suddenly asked, "Don't you hate that woman?"

Guan Suo was stung by a scorpion: "Why do I hate her? I don't like chewing people like you."

"It's good if you don't hate her." Yang Hao stared at Guan Suo's eyes, and Guan Suo looked around and no longer there.

"This woman is not simple. I want to set up a company with her to specialize in the heavy armor business." Yang Hao said seriously.

Guan Suo laughed, and tears burst out from laughing: "Where are you talking in your sleep? The heavy armor they wear? That thing, if you fall on your body, you can't even get up. It's just a pile of scrap iron. Who would spend money to buy that thing? I'm just afraid that you can't sell it?"

"You can't sell it, and I can't sell it either, but this woman must have the ability to sell it. I bet that she will make everyone crazy about this heavy armor, and make them fall into the traps we set up." Speaking of this, Yang Hao suddenly sneered at Guan Suo twice, and Guan Suo couldn't help but shivered and said, "What do you want?"

"You are wronged and you personally come forward and convince her to help me."
Chapter completed!