"Grand Commandant, Loulan is truly wealthy!" The soldiers of the Fierce Tiger Army, returning laden with spoils, were exceptionally excited.
As they spoke, they casually opened several large wooden crates, which were filled with valuable items such as gold and gems, which glittered in the sunlight.
"really!"
The wicked man revealed a smile, "TV dramas really don't lie. Whenever the Western Regions are mentioned, it's all about gold, jewels, and beautiful women. I wonder which nook and cranny they dug these people out of!"
"TV series?" Zhang Han's eyes flashed with a hint of doubt upon hearing this. "Grand Commandant, what are TV series?"
Seeing his curiosity, the wicked husband glanced at Zhang Han again and said, "Don't be so curious. A big, burly black bear like you would never see this in your entire life."
Zhang Han was completely bewildered by what was said and wanted to continue asking questions, but saw the wicked man turn and leave.
“Zhang Han, conscript men from the city to go back and develop Kucha. Take a portion of the gold, silver and jewels and give them to the brothers as a reward.”
Although Zhang Han was still wondering what a 'TV series' was, he heard the wicked husband's order and immediately turned around to urge the capture of able-bodied men.
As he left, cries and wails erupted throughout the city.
Those commoners never expected that the Qin state would turn against them and take away all the able-bodied men.
This has never happened before.
The Western Regions were in chaos, with various countries constantly fighting each other, but they never really got involved with ordinary people. It was as if they thought, "You guys fight your battles, we'll just watch the show."
Well, now we've seen the show unfold on our own heads?
The arrest of able-bodied men in the city continued until midnight. Only after confirming that there were no more able-bodied men hiding in the city did Zhang Han stop.
The next morning.
Looking at the seventy or eighty thousand able-bodied men gathered in the city, the wicked man couldn't help but praise Zhang Han, "You lad, without these able-bodied men, Loulan will probably be completely wiped out, won't it?"
Looking at the many Loulan boys who looked to be around thirteen or fourteen years old in the crowd, the wicked man was somewhat speechless.
"Hey, after being by the Grand Commandant's side for so long, you can't help but learn a few things, right?" Zhang Han scratched his head sheepishly, but his words and expression showed no shame whatsoever.
"Alright, hurry back. It will take several more days on the road, and we'll lose a lot of money!" the wicked husband said urgently.
Having witnessed the wealth of Loulan, he was eager to reap the benefits of these foreign tribes to enrich and strengthen the Qin state.
This journey took more than half a month, and the wicked husband was so anxious that his lips even developed boils. Finally, he returned to Kucha.
Upon returning, the first thing the wicked man did was to have the craftsmen allocate able-bodied men to immediately begin constructing the market.
"Grand Commandant, you're finally back. Was your journey smooth?" Huan Yi asked, knowing the answer but not knowing the answer, as he looked at the boil on her husband's lip.
The wicked man glared at him. "General, stop teasing me. Hurry up and arrange some good food. My mouth is practically watering from the blandness these past few days." The wicked man waved his hand impatiently, signaling Huan Yi to make the arrangements.
Huan Yi smiled slightly, "It was all arranged long ago, just waiting for you to come back."
On the streets of Kucha, craftsmen began to get busy, directing able-bodied men to move stones and timber, and starting to build a new distribution market.
Although the able-bodied men were unwilling, they could only silently obey in the face of the cold blades in Qin Ruishi's hands.
Inside the lobby.
Everyone gathered together, and it's worth mentioning that there was also Wu Shi Luo on the table. This guy brought a lot of necessary supplies to Kucha.
"This cup of wine is to toast the Grand Commandant's triumphant return!" Huan Yi raised his cup in a toast.
Everyone raised their glasses and drank heartily.
After several rounds of drinks and several dishes, the wicked man, having eaten and drunk his fill, finally put down his rice bowl.
"Wu Shi Luo, now that you're here, you're not leaving!"
The wicked man revealed a smile, "From this day forward, you will be specifically responsible for arranging people to set off from Kucha and expand the distribution market outwards!"
Wu Shilu couldn't wait to stay here and witness the rise of the distribution market firsthand. After all, he had personally invested most of his wealth in the distribution market, and it would be wonderful to see it change little by little.
"Grand Commandant, I have a question..." Wu Shi Luo composed herself and asked, "When should the market open?"
The wicked man quickly calculated in his mind and said, "Let's set it for next May!"
"With these able-bodied men, if we speed up construction, the market will definitely open next May!"
Upon hearing this, a look of anticipation flashed across everyone's faces. They also wanted to see just how prosperous the scene the wicked husband had envisioned truly was.
In the days that followed, thanks to the hard work of artisans and a large number of able-bodied men, Kucha underwent visible changes every day.
The city walls are majestic, replacing the previous mud walls. Countless tall buildings have sprung up within the city, combining Western and Chinese styles, luxurious yet elegant.
The original dirt road has been replaced by a stone-paved road. Shops line both sides of the street, but they look somewhat desolate since they haven't opened yet.
The wicked man's plan is being realized step by step, and the prosperous scene he envisioned is gradually unfolding before everyone.
The wicked man stood atop the newly built city tower, gazing into the distance, his heart filled with a sense of accomplishment, as if he could already see the bustling prosperity ahead.
With the domestic disasters subsiding, the imperial court also fulfilled the promise made by the wicked ruler, spending huge sums of money to rebuild the homes of the people and distributing a large number of farming tools for cultivation.
With the imperial court's unwavering support, the disaster-stricken areas are rapidly recovering, much like Kucha, with daily changes taking place.
The people's expectations are actually very simple. Although the court's actions have cost a lot of money, they have won the hearts of the people. Who wouldn't love such a court?
Now, with the support of the people, Ying Zheng's prestige has reached its peak.
When this news spread, the people of the other countries were extremely envious, and even... many people changed their minds. If Qin could really join them, it wouldn't be a bad thing!
For ordinary people, having enough to eat and wear is more important than national righteousness!
After all... what that wicked man from Qin said earlier wasn't wrong. What does it matter what kind of country it is? We're not facing a foreign race. No matter how much we fight, we can't erase the fact that we share the same roots!
In the blink of an eye, winter has arrived.
The winter snow recedes, spring thunder roars, and all things revive.
The people began their year of busy work, working hard to sow the seeds for this year's food supply.
Temperatures are gradually rising, and May has arrived.
Kucha.
The wicked man slowly pushed the boulder forward until it reached its designated position before stopping. "He's added another 300-plus pounds of strength. At this rate, he'll probably become a superman."
That's right. After this year, his strength increased by more than 300 jin, approaching the level of 2,000 jin.
"Grand Commandant, you are truly the greatest warrior in the land!" Zhang Han's three devoted followers shouted wildly beside him, their eyes burning with fervor.
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