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Chapter five hundred and fourteenth my father is Li Zong

When Han Zhenhan arrived in Jinan City, it was much more lively than when Wen Tianxiang had just arrived, but this kind of lively was limited to more soldiers around him. Moreover, the military discipline brought by Li Yu was really dispersed to a certain extent. There were still people on the streets in the cold weather, holding a woman in one hand and a wine jar in the other, and guards were following him. No matter how you look like a bandit.

Of course, Han Zhenhan also brought guards, a guard of 100 people, and nearly a hundred carriages. When he entered the city, the harvested officers opened the box and his eyes were straightened. After Han Zhenhan whipped the unconcealed greed, he became honest. He could only cover the wound on his face and retreated aside in shame.

Ten thousand taels of gold weigh several tons. Such a huge amount of wealth will certainly make people feel evil in front of a group of poor soldiers. However, Han Zhenhan came to Jinan Prefecture with the invitation of Li Yan. With that high spirit, how could this small sect official be able to bear it?

Han Zhenhan brought a small number of people, but hundreds of carriages came into the city one by one. On the way he came, Han Zhenhan had already prepared the messengers who came to deliver the letter, and the guides responsible for leading Han Zhenhan's team. Their pockets were already filled with gurgling. Han Zhenhan had only one sentence to these people.

"Today, I want face."

He was arrogant and domineering and walked all the way to Li Yan's residence. Wen Tianxiang did not communicate with Han Zhenhan on the way, but since Wen Tianxiang did this, it proves that he had initially gained part of Li Yan's trust.

At least Li Yan was very concerned about Han Zhenhan's money. Leading troops to fight has been a very expensive thing from ancient times to the present, especially if you lead troops, you will not be able to manage them again. What is business like Liu Zheng's leadership can only be considered as maintaining, and being able to earn more labor income through the soldiers led or the brothers led is called business.

Liu Zheng's army stationed troops in farmland only reduced the two items of Bai Ding, but did not directly allow the soldiers to create more wealth for him. Liu Zheng could not do it, and Li Jian would not do it. It is not difficult to see from the city defense troops in Jinan that there were many old and damaged equipment. If Li Jian could be half as rich as Liu Zheng, he would not have been able to make the soldiers look like a beggar.

When Li Yan arrived at the place where Li Yan was, which guards were equipped with military uniforms and uniforms finally got better, or they could be said to be very good. Of course, it depends on who they were comparing with. If they were compared with Han Zhenhan's guards, they would be covered in garbage. This is also why Han Zhenhan and his team of people walked by, and no one dared to shout loudly nearby.

Han Zhenhan did not see Li Yan immediately when he arrived at Li Yan's headquarters. The guards who came to communicate said that General Li Yan was handling military affairs and naturally met at the dinner. Han Zhenhan's hundreds of guards were also told that there were no more people in the general's station and that the guards were allowed to enter. Han Zhenhan didn't say anything about this. After leaving four entourages, the remaining guards were settled in a small shop across the street, and there were also people who were responsible for entertaining them.

After all, he was a warlord family who had been in good order in handling affairs for many years. Han Zhenhan then lie down on the bed and rested. Of course, Han Zhenhan could guess what Li Yan was doing. Although Han Zhenhan's guards were sent away, nearly a hundred vehicles of gold were transported to Li Yan's residence.

The alleys with square mouths contain big gold cakes that can kill people. Moreover, some gold cakes are indeed printed with Mongolian text, and the styles written are indeed like the writing style of Zhongdu Na Sui Gong. The signature is produced by the Yunnan Provincial Governor's Office.

Although Han Zhenhan and Li Yan had never met, after entering Jinan, Han Zhenhan generously sent nearly a hundred cars of gold to Li Yan's station. He did not hesitate or be careful to keep it for his own people. He completely acted like he was not short of money.

At dusk, people finally told Han Zhenhan that he could go to the main hall to go to the banquet. Han Zhenhan cleaned up again, looked at the bronze mirror and felt that he was really young and frivolous, and then he strided towards the main hall of the banquet.

When Han Zhenhan arrived, half of the people in the hall were already in the messy hall. Because Han Zhenhan came, his voice suddenly became much lower because of the stranger like Han Zhenhan.

There is no one at the top yet. It seems that Li Yan is still very arrogant. Most people's eyes are staring at Han Zhenhan and discussing. But the voice is very small. Suddenly, a person with a good face looks like a white-faced scholar, waves to Han Zhenhan and calls Han Zhenhan.

"This person must be the general of the Xuan Chi Iron Armor Army, General Han... Can you come here to sit by a certain family..."

Because there were maids in the hall holding lights, the whole hall was not very bright. But from the accent, Han Zhenhan could guess that this was a young man. And he was also very proud just like himself.

"Haha, I don't dare to take it, I don't dare to take it, haven't asked for advice yet?"

"Li Yanjian, like you, I am not familiar with this place..."

After walking into a table, Han Zhenhan could see that the young man had a fair face and a sad look in his eyes. This was definitely a man in the category of a girl killer. But his surname was Li, and he could still sit near the left side of the upper head in front of so many local officials. These conditions could only point in one direction. That is, he was Li Yan's son.

"Prince Han, I think this is Yidu, oh no, how about Jinan..."

Li Yanjian spoke enthusiastically and did not have much temptation in his words. When he asked about this, he felt sad on his face.

"Brother Li, of course I understand what you asked. My Dali was the same at the beginning. As the saying goes, you don't break without building, you will first break and then build. The current depression and decline are all for the purpose of rebuilding a paradise on the ruins in the future. No good things will continue. There will always be problems that bother people, right?..."

"Oh, it's because of the sad and ill iae-ah, which made Prince Han laugh. I'm punishing myself for a drink..."

Although this brother Li Yanjian did not have much frivolity in his tone, if you look closely, you can tell from his name to Han Zhenhan and the name he compared with Han Zhenhan. This kid invisibly called a brother and brother with a prince. He should still be very proud of his father being named king. And when he asked Han Zhenhan to sit next to him, he would definitely want to get close to Han Zhenhan.
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