Once upon a time, after the city was broken, half of the snatched finances were handed over to the national treasury and half of them to reward the three armies. Now the emperor actually wants to distribute the land, food and treasures of the nobles in Handan City to the Guizhou leaders. Zhang Han blinked his eyes and looked at the military tent, and he had insomnia.

This matter is not as simple as the emperor said. Zhang Han seemed to have returned to his time as a civil servant, lying on the soft couch and letting his thoughts flow.

Sleep is a thing that is specifically against people. He can't sleep when he wants to sleep, but he doesn't want to sleep but enters his dream in a daze. During this sleep, Zhang Han had a dream, dreaming that he had bloomed a green field on the land of Sanqin, enjoying the feeling of farming comfortably. The seedlings grew at a visible rate and blossomed and bear fruit.

When Zhang Han woke up, he carefully recalled the scene in his dream and had endless aftertaste.

He turned his head and looked at Hu Hai's soft couch, and then he realized that the emperor had disappeared long ago. The neat steps of the soldiers outside came from time to time. When Zhang Han moved, he found that a blanket was covered with his body, which was soft and comfortable.

As soon as I turned over, I immediately saw that the hot breakfast had been set up on the table in the tent, and it seemed that it had just been served.

"The emperor said, let Marshal Zhang have a meal with peace of mind." The guard bowed to Zhang Han and said.

"Where is the emperor?" Zhang Han asked.

"If the emperor does not attend court every day, he will get up and dance his sword." The guard replied carefully: "The emperor also said that the marshal would not have to wait. After breakfast, he could rush back to Handan City and do what had been agreed upon."

Zhang Han nodded and asked the rebel capital of Guizhou to plant land. This plan was good. If people had plant land, who would care about the emperor's surname? He quickly took a few bites of rice, and immediately got up and put on his armor and left the Qin army camp.

Hu Hai was no longer dancing with his sword in the wind outside. When he saw Zhang Han coming out, he did not stop dancing with his sword, but nodded to Zhang Han.

Zhang Han looked at Qin Ershi and clasped his fists hard.

The king and his minister looked at each other speechlessly, and they knew everything they wanted to say.

The county magistrate's office in Handan City has been surrounded by those wealthy families.

As the former capital of Zhao State, this city is a prosperous place.

When Zhang Han's cavalry team ran towards the county magistrate's mansion, representatives of the wealthy families stood on both sides. Living in the war-torn era, these wealthy nobles had long known that they were the targets of kings from all sides.

In today's words, they all think they are talents. In times of war, talents are the most important. Because every time a piece of land is built, talents will be needed to manage it. This kind of management talent is best from the local area. This gives these wealthy nobles the foundation for their existence in troubled times.

Years of cultural monopoly have left the Guizhou people with no chance to read. If you want to get to power, there is no good way in this hierarchical society.

Chen Sheng and Wu Guang were farmers, and the farmers actually dared to rebel. When these powerful men heard about it, they secretly sneered. Chen Sheng and Wu Guang's rapid demise were directly related to the obstacles behind these wealthy families.

Now that the Qin army has arrived, these wealthy families do not believe that the Qin Dynasty, which is full of holes, has extra talents sent to Handan. Who does it rely on to maintain the security management of the city without relying on local tyrants?

Therefore, they had superficial respect for the Qin army, but were not afraid. Especially after seeing that the Qin army entered the city, they did not kill the people as they did before, but did not commit any crime.

"It seems that Emperor Qin wants to win people's hearts." An obese old man looked at the orderly streets of Handan and shook his head. He was thinking in his heart how to maximize his own interests.

"The little emperor knows to win people's hearts, so his goal is quite large. It seems that the direction of the wind is still unknown." Another goatee-bearded old man wearing a silk robe rubbed his dry beard with his hands while pretending to be profound.

"It's good to know how to win people's hearts. The capital of Guizhou is protected, let alone us. But I heard that your boy is a general under the command of King Zhao. Now he has followed the remaining troops of King Zhao to Julu. How can the wind fall? I guess you will only have bad luck." A powerful man who has always had grudges with Goat Hu said gloatingly.

The color of the goat beard's face remained unchanged, but there was an excited look in his eyes. He laughed and said, "It is true that my son is a general under the command of King Zhao, but if he pulls the flag when the Qin army attacks Julu, it will be a great achievement. For such a thing, I only need to compile a letter."

The guy who originally wanted to make the goatee worried now hummed and said nothing more. These powerful and nobles were racking their brains to get the best and most delicious cake from the new master, and spared no effort to suppress others.

Zhang Han had already seen these people surrounding the county magistrate's mansion on the war horse. He sneered and ordered Li Jiandao, whom he met at the city gate: "Send a team of elite soldiers to circle the nobles who are surrounded by the county magistrate's mansion to me in the cowshed. Capture all the nobles who did not come."

Li Jian was stunned. According to common sense, these nobles should be treated preferentially. After all, Handan needs construction and the logistics of the army needs manpower support. However, the commander's order was ordered, but he still followed the order without any conditions.

Zhang Han looked at Li Jian with a puzzled look and laughed loudly. He didn't explain to Li Jian, and rushed into the county magistrate's mansion without explaining to Li Jian.

Immediately, a group of veterans of Daqin who had no time to clean up the blood and ran over with swords and spears. Indiscriminately, they directly circled the landlords and wealthy money and sent them into the cowshed.

Because of his old experience, Li Jian thought he wanted to attract these nobles, so he was very upset to them. Now that he received the order from Zhang Han, he directly sent a team of murderous veterans to wrap them in the bullpen.

It is said that Yan Zhao is full of heroic and tragic warriors, but these nobles are definitely not among the warriors.

Seeing the blood stains of Sanqin men and the serrated knife that had been cut into serrated teeth, all the local tyrants in Handan shut up and dared not say a word. They believed that these veterans who had fallen out of the pile of dead people would never mind chopping their heads filled with lard to make urinals.

Zhang Han returned to the county magistrate's mansion and immediately recruited Sima Xin who was accompanying the army.

This is the person sent to him by Qin Ershi. This man is very gentle and a feminine man. The men in the war are too masculine. Hu Hai deliberately sent Sima Xin out to be considered a neutralization.

After driving everyone away, Zhang Han and Sima Xin communicated with each other and told him the idea of ​​the second emperor wanting to harm the nobles of Handan.

Sima Xin frowned and pondered for a while and asked, "This is a good thing, but did the emperor say what to do with the nobles of our Great Qin? Do you have to do this too?"

Zhang Han shook his head and said with a smile: "The emperor still understands that such tricks are only for the outside but not for the inside."
Chapter completed!