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As the Jingyan business expands, profits increase, and the attraction to all parties will definitely increase at the same time, and risks will definitely increase simultaneously. Yang Ruifeng is right, Jingyan's profits are indeed crazy. In order to obtain this huge profit, potential enemies can pour out any means. Without strong arms, it is impossible to defend Jingyan's profits.

Risk is always with interests.

How can I make money safely?

Damn craftsman.

Damn hand-made.

Without enough craftsmen, Hu Ben guns cannot be produced on a large scale.

The Hu Ben gun cannot be produced on a large scale, so the guards cannot be equipped quickly.

The guards cannot quickly equip the Hu Ben gun, and their combat effectiveness cannot be greatly improved.

The combat effectiveness cannot be greatly improved, and the guards may have the will but lack strength when facing external pressure.

What a fatal thing.

I wonder what kind of reply Lin Renjie will bring when he comes back?

Zhang Zhun never felt that three hundred craftsmen were so important to him as he did today.

"Craftsman, craftsman, come quickly!"

Zhang Zhun couldn't help but let out such a cry deep in his heart.

Two days later, Lin Renjie arrived again.

Sure enough, Zhao Yinying was not very cooperative with Li Chengdong's request. Zhao Yinying only agreed to exchange according to the number of prisoners. In other words, he was only willing to give Zhang Jun a 116 head, including the elderly, women, and children. In this way, the craftsmen that Zhang Jun could use may only have thirty or forty people, which could not meet the needs at all. Zhang Jun needed a large number of tiger guns and a large number of eagle-eyed guns. What could thirty or forty craftsmen do? It was not thirty or forty large machines!

"Mr. Lin, do you think I will agree?" Zhang Zhun said coldly.

Lin Renjie had no choice but to leave helplessly.

He was actually very clear that this time it would have been a waste of time. Zhang Zhun wanted 300 craftsmen, but Zhao Yinying only agreed to 30 to 40 households. The difference was so big, how could Zhang Zhun agree? However, under the high pressure from the superiors, he had to go for a waste of time. Thinking that he had only actively participated before, but later became a passive negotiator, Lin Renjie felt very depressed. In the future, no matter what he did, he would not stand up again.

Three days later, Lin Renjie arrived again.

This time, the old man obviously couldn't bear it anymore, panting and exhausted. Although Aoshanwei was only more than 100 miles away from Fushan City, the old man also had a simple carriage. However, running back and forth like this was difficult to walk on the road, which was indeed a bit high for an old man in his fifties. Fortunately, the old man's foundation was pretty good and he would not be completely exhausted.

Under the dual pressure of Sun Zhixiu and Li Chengdong, Zhao Yinying still insisted that Zhang Zhun could only give 116 craftsmen at most. 116 craftsmen, with a total population of more than 600. Zhao Yinying believed that Zhang Zhun had already taken a big advantage in exchange for more than 600 prisoners.

"More, that's absolutely impossible." Lin Renjie repeated Zhao Yinying's words.

"Yang Weiguo!" Zhang Zhun suddenly shouted outside.

Yang Weiguo came in with a tiger gun and replied loudly: "Come!"

Zhang Zhun said coldly: "Pull out all the servants of Aoshanwei!"

Yang Weiguo immediately did it.

Soon, sixteen servants were pulled in front of Zhang Zhun.

Because the food these days is good and there is room for activities, the faces of these servants all look good. What's more difficult is that they are full of hope for being redeemed and don't look so decadent. Some servants know Lin Renjie. When they see him coming, they know that the negotiations have begun. Maybe some progress has been made, and the hope of going back will be even stronger.

Zhang Jun glanced at all the servants coldly and said calmly: "Who among you has the best relationship with Zhao Yinying?"

The servants thought that Zhang Zhun wanted to release others and expressed their sincerity in the negotiations, so they hurriedly brought their relationship closer to Zhao Yinying.

"I!"

"It's me!"

"I am Lord Zhao's distant nephew!"

...

Zhang Zhun's eyes lit up, he aimed at one of the servants, and asked half-believingly, "Are you Lord Zhao's nephew?"

The servant was very happy and thought he could go back, so he hurriedly said, "Yes, yes, yes, the villain's aunt is Lord Zhao's seventh wife..."

Zhang Zhun's face darkened and he said coldly: "Pull it out, you're dead!"

"ah!"

The servant was stunned.

The other servants were also shocked.

Oops!

It turns out that it is not about letting go, it is about killing people!

In an instant, the prisoners who just shouted that they were Zhao Yinying’s relatives had a heart that became ashamed. It seemed that everything that happened in front of them could not be felt. All that was left was the walking corpse and a blank in his mind.

Yang Weiguo pulled the unlucky servant out, and the two soldiers pressed him to the ground, and Yang Weiguo raised his gun behind him.

"Bang!"

A gunshot, blood splashed.

The servant fell to the ground and finished it.

All the servants took a breath of air conditioning, and everyone's face turned pale and they even forgot to breathe.

Lin Renjie was also so scared that he trembled all over, as if he was in an ice cellar.

He knew that Zhao Yinying's behavior would definitely anger Zhang Zhun, but he didn't expect that Zhang Zhun would get angry to such an extent and kill people in front of him. Well, to be precise, this person was not for him to see, but for Zhao Yinying.

Zhang Zhun stared at Lin Renjie coldly and said coldly: "I have the sincerity of negotiations, but Lord Zhao does not. Since that's the case, I will shoot a servant every day from now on until Lord Zhao answers."

Lin Renjie hurriedly said, "No, no, no, Yulin, you have something to say, and you have something to say."

Zhang Zhun said coldly: "Take the body of Lord Zhao's nephew back and tell him, I'll keep my word. Three hundred craftsmen are three hundred craftsmen, and one less craftsmen is not enough! At worst, everyone will split up in one stroke!"

With a wave of his hand, Yang Weiguo asked him to take all the other servants down.

Lin Renjie had no choice but to return to Aoshanwei with the body of the shot servant.

Li Chengdong, who received the news, suddenly became anxious and brought people to Aoshanwei and negotiated with Zhao Yinying in person. Zhang Zhun clearly wanted to be strong. If Zhang Zhun was a smart person, he was easy to talk, but Zhang Zhun had a nickname called Erlangzi. They were really a little afraid of this Erlangzi. What is Erlangzi? Erlangzi means to be rude! Since Zhang Zhun proposed to ask for three hundred craftsmen, then three hundred craftsmen! It is impossible to ask Erlangzi to change his mind.

Three hundred craftsmen are simply a simple condition for Li Chengdong. Three hundred craftsmen are not worth three hundred taels of silver! When he received Lin Renjie's report, he thought Zhang Zhun was crazy and wanted money and wanted people! How could he miss such a good condition? If Zhang Zhun wakes up and proposes other conditions, that would be a problem!

But Zhao Yinying refused to let go of these craftsmen!

In fact, everyone knows that these craftsmen are a huge burden for Zhao Yinying, and it is too late to throw them away! He handed these craftsmen to Zhang Zhun, and Zhao Yinying had no loss at all. On the contrary, he could still eat the 300 people's vacancy. The reason why Zhao Yinying did this was to make some money from Li Chengdong. Anyway, the main person who was detained was Li Chengdong's nephew. The one who was most anxious was definitely Li Chengdong.

But now, Zhang Jun's gunshot directly pointed the finger at Zhao Yinying. Zhao Yinying had to consider it. If both Lee Sung-dong and Sun Zhi-seok agreed to Zhang Jun's conditions, he would be alone. If anything happens in the future, Zhang Jun would definitely not let him go. Thinking of the fate of Wang Shixin's family, Zhao Yinying was a little chilled.

However, if Li Chengdong wanted to give him no benefit, he would let him agree to Zhang Zhun's conditions, and Zhao Yinying couldn't stand it. He always thought that he was a third-rank guard commander at least, how could you let your commanders go? You, Li Chengdong, are anxious to get back to your nephew, so it is common sense to give me some benefit, right? How could you ask me to let someone go without stinging a penny?

Sun Zhixie was also a little angry.

Three hundred craftsmen are worthless at all. It doesn’t matter if they give them all to Zhang Zhun. On the contrary, more than a thousand people thrown into Fushan City can also increase Zhang Zhun’s burden. Sun Zhizuo firmly believes that the food reserved in Fushan City cannot be supported until October’s harvest. At this time, the more people Zhang Zhun has, the heavier the burden of the food. If there is not enough food to provide these military households, they will also rise up to oppose Zhang Zhun. As long as the military households are dissatisfied with Zhang Zhun, Zhang Zhun will be dead.

But Zhao Yinying didn't understand this truth and refused Zhang Zhun's request. He did this, obviously not giving them face, rather than giving Zhang Zhun's face. A small commander of the guards actually took this, obviously, as if the majesty of being a prefect does not exist.

"Tell Zhao Yinying that if he doesn't agree, our mansion will participate in the imperial court and see how he solves the problem." Sun Zhixie also became ruthless and directly asked someone to send a message to Zhao Yinying. His backstage is the chief assistant Wen Tiren, and Li Chengdong's backstage is the three-sided governor Hong Chengchou. Joining forces to clean up a small guard commander, isn't it a piece of cake?

Sure enough, after Sun Zhixie took out his ruthless move, Zhao Yinying immediately surrendered and fully agreed to the conditions proposed by Zhang Zhun. In fact, he just wanted to disgust Sun Zhixie, Li Chengdong, show his existence and his grade. Now, he was disgusted, but instead buried his nephew. Although he had never seen this nephew, he was also a little annoyed by his seventh wife.

This kid Zhang Zhun is so cruel! I really didn’t notice it before!

No wonder Wang Shixin is in his hands!

At the end of June, Lin Renjie came to Fushan City again.

This time, he brought a satisfactory answer to Zhang Zhun:

There are three hundred craftsmen, many of them.

The two sides agreed to exchange personnel in Baisha River on the second day of July.

"Mr. Lin, thank you for your hard work." Zhang Zhun said expressionlessly.

"No, no, no, no, no," Lin Renjie replied repeatedly. In fact, he was physically and mentally exhausted and exhausted. Such negotiations were really not done by humans, especially when negotiating with a lazy man like Zhang Zhun. He had no possibility of concessions!

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