Yang Zhu prepared a table of wine and food and came to visit the corpse: "Young scholar, Yang Zhu, has seen the corpse!"
"The master of the house is recovering from his injuries, so I have to come."
Corpse looked at Yang Zhu, with a flash of doubt in his eyes: "I have heard that you are a member of the Taoist lineage. With your ability, sooner or later you will establish a sect and call yourself the Central Plains."
"Why should we submit to Qin Guoshi?"
In Xizi's view, anyone who has reached Yang Zhu's level is extremely proud, and how can he easily surrender to others?
After passing the wine and food to the corpse, Yang Zhu sat quietly across from him, smiled and said, "Because the Imperial Master and I each get what we need."
"The Imperial Master wants to live forever, and I also want to enthrone the emperor. The Imperial Master is an enemy of Confucianism and Mohism, and so do I!"
"Both parties' interests are consistent. What's more, although I work for the National Preceptor, the National Preceptor also provides me with resources."
"So, everything is driven by profit!"
"Benefit?"
Corpse took a sip of wine and fell silent. After all, he was not Mozi and others, he was just a casual cultivator.
I still have feelings for the Central Plains.
However, having reached this point, he naturally desires to go further, which is not only about cultivation, but also about extending his lifespan.
"The imperial master may not be able to give me what I want!" Corpse shook his head. Before agreeing to Mozi, he naturally understood Huang's roots.
Hearing this, Yang Zhu chuckled: "Zizi, why do you have to be so absolute? You have to know that the Imperial Master is only fifteen years old!"
"It has only been a full year since he first appeared in front of the people of the world as Qin's Imperial Master until today."
"Today's Imperial Master has been able to fight and defeat everyone before the corpse!"
Hearing Yang Zhu's words, Zhizi couldn't help but smile: "You don't have to save my dignity. Even if he confronts me, he won't be too weak."
"After all, I am not as good as Mozi and others..."
Having said this, the corpse turned towards Yang Zhu and said: "After you go out, tell the imperial master, I agree."
"The corpse will definitely not regret today's decision in the future." At this point, Yang Zhu stood up and saluted: "Farewell!"
For Yang Zhu, if the corpse agreed, his goal would be achieved, so naturally he didn't want to stay in the dark dungeon any longer.
Leaving the dungeon, Yang Zhu walked towards Huang's study. In the dungeon, the corpse was drinking and silent.
He didn't know what would happen if he cooperated with Huang, but now he didn't have many choices, only this way was left.
"Master, the corpse agreed." Yang Zhu walked into the study and said towards Huang.
"good."
Nodding, Huang looked at Yang Zhu: "Yang Zi, I will go to Chaoge soon, are you going?"
The leaders of the Twelve Businessmen can only be Yang Zhu and Xizi. Although Xizi is stronger, Yang Zhu has great potential and we got to know him earlier.
Naturally, he wanted to ask Yang Zhu what he meant.
"Master, I won't go." Yang Zhu shook his head and said bluntly to Huang: "The Twelve Merchants have just been established and there is insufficient manpower. I want to select young people from the border of Qin and train them."
"Only people like this are loyal enough."
"Um."
Nodding slightly, Huang took out a silk book from the desk and handed it to Yang Zhu: "These are the Liuhe Breathing Method and the Baji Zhuang Method."
"You can refer to them and give them to the twelve merchants. As for the required medicinal materials, I will ask the Sun Merchant Guild to provide them."
Having said this, Huang took a deep look at Yang Zhu and warned, "This is my secret that I will not pass on, and it will not be passed on to anyone other than the Twelve Shang."
"Any person who teaches must test their loyalty and must not allow other forces to infiltrate."
"When teaching, teach them according to their merits. Don't pass them on all at once. As for the subsequent ones, I will send them to them when they grow up."
"promise."
Yang Zhu was overjoyed when he took the silk book from Huang's hand. He had seen the terrifying combat power of Fushui Fang and the three thousand cavalry, so he naturally knew the value of this silk book.
Although it was only half a volume, it was still a great sign of Huang's trust in him.
Yang Zhu left, and Huang was silent for a moment, and then walked towards the dungeon. He knew in his heart that the problem of the corpse must be solved.
The Twelve Businessmen need external help, and it will take ten years at the fastest just to cultivate them.
He needs to gather loose cultivators to increase his foundation for the Twelve Shang.
As for the Liuhe Breathing Technique and the Baji Zhuang Technique, these are the secrets prepared by Huang for release. Both the cavalry and the Fu Shui Fang practice the Baji Zhuang Technique.
As for the Liuhe Breathing Technique, Huang only taught some superficial techniques. Only those who are outstanding or have made great achievements will be given higher-level techniques.
After a while, Huang came to the dungeon and saw the corpse.
"Huang has seen the corpse!" Huang greeted the corpse as a courtesy. This is the etiquette a descendant would have for a person who calls himself a son.
The corpse looked up at Huang. He could feel that Huang's aura had recovered. The energy and blood in his body were like an oven, and his energy and spirit had reached their peak.
"National Master, I agreed." Zhizi did not mention any other conditions. He believed that Huang would not treat him badly, at least until he lost his usefulness.
"good."
Huang nodded, opened the cell door, and took the body out.
In the living room, the little Taoist priest and Feng Zheng were both there. After greeting each other, Huang Chao ordered Hongyi, "Prepare a guest room so that the corpse can have a good rest and wash up."
"promise."
At this time, the little Taoist priest took out an elixir from his body and handed it to the corpse: "Although this elixir is the lowest level, it will also help you recover."
Hearing this, Corpse couldn't help but feel moved, and expressed gratitude to the little Taoist priest: "Thank you!"
He reached out and took the elixir.
At this moment, Zhizi suddenly realized that following Huang was not a bad thing.
Watching the corpse leave, Huang then turned to the little Taoist priest and said, "Little Taoist priest, didn't you tell me that there is no elixir?"
"Why is it that elixirs are hard to find..."
The little Taoist priest smiled and said to Huang and Feng Zheng, "This is the simplest way of gathering medicinal materials together, and it is not considered a pill."
"And the elixir I gave to the corpse was only extracted from the Ganoderma lucidum in the Imperial Master's house, and no other medicinal materials were added."
"It just allows people to better absorb the efficacy of the medicine, but it doesn't have much effect. It won't be such a waste to swallow Ganoderma lucidum..."
Having said this, the little Taoist priest smiled bitterly: "That is not the kind of wonder that the master imagined, which has amazing effects and can even break the mirror."
He took a deep look at the little Taoist priest and realized that he didn't want to pursue it. Since the other party chose such an answer, it would just be a waste of time to ask again.
Apart from destroying the relationship between each other, there is no unnecessary benefit. What's more, the little Taoist priest has an amazing background, and there is only cooperation between them.
"Um."
Huang withdrew his gaze, pondered for a moment, and said, "When the corpse recovers from his injuries, we will set off for Chaoge!"