Mythical Version of the Three Kingdoms

At this moment, Ganasis was completely confused. What happened in the Mesopotamian region was enough to drive him crazy. As a result, such a thing happened in Media. They wanted him to die, right?

"Usnafaso!" Ganasis immediately called out to the side, and soon his adjutant appeared in front of him.

"Organize a team of elites and go to Media Trading City for investigation as quickly as possible." Ganasis handed the secret report to Usnafaso and gave the order directly.

Usnafaso didn't understand what he said. He took the secret letter and took a look. At that moment, Ganasis clearly saw that the other party's eyes bulged out, and then his temperament became much gloomy.

"What is the Han Dynasty doing?" Usnafaso naturally considered whether this matter was set up by the Han Dynasty. After all, it was the Media Trading City. Even if Rome took action, it would take some effort.

At this stage, it can be taken down when its own intelligence personnel are not clear about what happened. Only the Han Dynasty can do it, because after Ma Chao submitted an application last year and went to Northern Europe, Media was only controlled by the Han Dynasty.

"Do you think it's the Han Dynasty?" Ganasis asked his adjutant.

"Except the Han Dynasty, there is no other enemy that can capture the Media Trading City before we receive the news." Usnafaso said coldly, "It is impossible to capture a large city with Han Dynasty garrisons and several Han Dynasty nobles wandering around the periphery without a large-scale elite enemy army."

It is impossible for a large-scale enemy army to hide its traces. The Romans are not blind. Although they don't care about the Han Dynasty's enfeoffment in Central Asia, they still need to establish a basic intelligence organization!

Such a large-scale elite that can quickly capture the Media Trading City will receive news as long as it appears in Central Asia.

"There is no point for the Han Dynasty to do this." Ganasis thought for a while and said. Compared with his adjutant, a general who doesn't understand politics, he has a more accurate view of the relationship between the Han Dynasty and Rome.

"But..." Usnafaso's face turned pale when he heard this. If this is the case, then the opponent must be at least at the level of the Tenth Legion, so that they can rely on hiding during the day and moving at night to conceal their presence, and after the army is at the gates, they can take down Media in one go.

The problem is that there are only four such legions in the world now, three of which are still in Northern Europe, and the only one left is Ardashir. Now the question is, how can Ardashir reach Media without the acquiescence of the Han Dynasty?

"Send someone to determine the situation, and then organize elite backbones, and be prepared to take back Media with the Duke's Guard." Ganasis interrupted Usnafaso's extra words.

Usnafaso didn't say much after hearing this, and turned to leave, while Ganasis looked at the secret report with a gloomy face.

In Chang'an, Zhen Yan came to find Weiwei Ruan Gong with the transfer order issued by Chen Xi. When he came, he found that Ruan Gong was giving a lecture to his daughter. There was nothing he could do. Ruan's daughter was too ugly. It was okay when she was in elementary school, but she became uglier when she was older. She studied in the girls' school with girls of the same age. It was said that she was bullied continuously.

Ruan's daughter herself did not suffer any blow. She studied what she should learn and took it lightly. But Ruan Gong, who had nothing to do and went to the girls' school to see how his only daughter was doing, was hit hard. Damn it, I am also a prime minister, Weiwei! You actually bullied my daughter.

He did not beat the girls who bullied his daughter, but just called the parents.

The girls' school in Chang'an knew everything. The families were either rich or noble. Who was afraid of whom? The other party was not easy to mess with. He said that he could apologize, but Ruan Gong thought that an apology would not solve the problem.

This really irritated the other party. I am a noble family, and my legitimate daughter went to school here. I met a super ugly classmate. Is it not okay to tell the truth? Damn, a gentleman treats others with sincerity, but you don't even admit the fact?

The two sides started a duel.

After all, Ruan Gong was a Weiwei. In the past few years, he had specially trained to strengthen his combat ability and secretly smelted his elite talents. He won the battle and defeated the people.

The problem is that it is useless to beat people down. Ruan's daughter is really ugly. Ruan Gong's military force is not enough to reverse the facts. In desperation, he could only apply for a suspension of school, and also apply for a suspension of school for the other party. I went home to teach my daughter myself. Fuck, you really think I am uneducated.

When Zhen Yan came, it was Ruan's daughter who asked questions and Ruan Gong was doubting his life.

Ruan Gong has real talents and knowledge, but he can't stand the gifted Ruan daughter. Although she is ugly, she is really smart, especially some of the questions in her youth, which really made Ruan Gong unable to answer.

Zhen Yan's arrival gave Ruan Gong a chance to breathe.

"Marquis of Ancheng." When Ruan Gong was worried that if his daughter continued to ask him questions, he would be doomed, Zhen Yan appeared in his sight and quickly stood up to salute.

"Meet the Weiwei." Zhen Yan quickly returned the salute, and before he could speak, he saw Ruan Gong taking him out. Although he didn't understand why, he didn't resist. As for the Ruan girl, she looked thoughtful. She could feel her father's entanglement when facing her questions.

After taking Zhen Yan out, Ruan Gong realized that Zhen Yan's expression was not right. His temperament did not have the same romantic and free-spirited feeling as before, but instead had a little more confusion and melancholy.

"Brother Zhen, what's wrong with you?" Ruan Gong asked with a bit of strangeness, "The situation today is not right."

"Hey, something happened at home. I just came from Marquis Chen. This is a transfer order. I need to mobilize 500 guards." Zhen Yan didn't want to say what happened to his family, but just took out the transfer order with Chen Xi's seal and handed it to Ruan Gong.

Chang'an generally does not allow foreign troops to enter the city, and each family's private soldiers and guards have clear limits on the number of people. As for the mobilization of the imperial guards, 500 people are the maximum size.

After receiving the seal, Ruan Gong compared it and looked at Zhen Yan after confirming that it was correct. He felt that he understood why the other party was like this.

"Come with me to the imperial guards. Do you need me to select for you?" Ruan Gong asked with some tentativeness. In his opinion, this situation was probably that there was an internal thief in the Zhen family, and Chen Xi discovered it, so Zhen Yan was asked to deal with it before the state dealt with it.

Ruan Gong did not have any deep feelings about this, but felt that Chen Xi was always kind.

"I want some strong ones." After Zhen Yan handed the transfer order to Ruan Gong, he was no longer confused. He was still clear about this, and there was no reason to turn back, he just didn't want to die.

"There are several top veterans who have recovered here, and they haven't left recently." Ruan Gong said with a smile.

"Armor and other things are complete, right?" Zhen Yan asked calmly.

"Normal palace guards don't wear the heavy armor that they wear on the battlefield. After all, they have to take into account both image and combat effectiveness." Ruan Gong didn't answer directly, but the reason he gave was enough.

"Can the equipment in the Imperial Guards' Treasury be worn by these guards?" Zhen Yan asked expressionlessly. Ruan Gong couldn't help but pause for a moment, turned around and looked at Zhen Yan, and Zhen Yan's eyes were extremely calm.

"I remember there should be some etched Yuanrong crossbows in the Chang'an Treasury, and they should be equipped as well." Zhen Yan looked at Ruan Gong calmly.

Zhen Yan had thought it through, and there was no special reason. From a small clan to a big clan, he was able to inherit the position of the head of the family, hereditary Chengyang Marquis, and then rewarded Ancheng Marquis. He hasn't enjoyed enough. He still wants to continue this kind of life. He doesn't want to die.

"This transfer order only asks me to mobilize 500 guards for you. If you use the Etched Yuanrong Crossbow, I need to fill in the loss of materials." Ruan Gong looked at Zhen Yan and said, "Besides, there are enough 500 guards in Chang'an City."

"All the losses will be counted on our Zhen family." Zhen Yan calmly took out a stack of golden notes from his sleeve. These were large-value notes issued by Chang'an Bank and would only be used for large transactions.

"It may take a lot of Etched Crossbow arrows, secret medicines, and some consumable materials." Zhen Yan stuffed a stack of gold notes into Ruan Gong's hand, "If these are not enough, the Zhen family still has some. In this world, there are no more than three families richer than our Zhen family."

"The Imperial Guards' warehouse cannot be moved at will." Ruan Gong looked at this stack of large-value gold notes, at least 100 million yuan, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

"But the Imperial Guards can withdraw from it, but the Zhen family consumed more this time, so we can pay for it." Zhen Yan took out another stack and stuffed it to Ruan Gong, "If this is not enough, I will make up for it next time."

"Too much, I dare not take it." Ruan Gong refused. For the first time, he had a clear understanding of the wealth of the Zhen family. Ruan Gong's accumulation over the years was only as much as Zhen Yan took out now.

"It's okay, just treat it as a deposit I paid for the Imperial Guards' treasury. I may spend more, and I will have to make up for it when the time comes." Zhen Yan said very calmly, "Etched weapons and equipment, special secret medicine, I need them this time. If there are extra, just treat the Imperial Guards to a drink with the remaining money."

Ruan Gong was persuaded by Zhen Yan. After filing the transfer order, he selected 500 elite veterans armed to the teeth for Zhen Yan.

"Next, you need to go to my Zhen family to quell the rebellion. Unfortunately, my family has some evil deeds. Please trouble you. My Zhen family will compensate you afterwards." Zhen Yan bowed to the armed to the teeth Imperial Guards.

At the same time, the elders of the Zhen family in Chang'an also received the news from Media. In the messy house, several elders looked at the others with ferocious faces.

"Who is betraying the family!" Zhen An looked at the elders of other branches with a ferocious face.

Unlike Zhen Yan, who knew nothing, these elders knew the situation of the Zhen family very well. Because they knew it, they knew how much trouble Media's fall would cause.

Not to mention the fast-growing rice seeds that Rome had deposited in Media, nor the tribute-level silk, the contraband materials in Media, various steel ingots, armor, and weapons, were enough to make these guys present drink a pot after being exposed.

It is true that selling armor and weapons abroad is not a fatal weakness. Yuan, Yang, Er Cui, and San Wang, who has not done it before? When there is no money, no materials, and it is particularly chaotic, weapons and equipment are hard currency.

Who hasn't done it secretly when the families are short of supplies? This kind of thing is nothing for the Zhen family, not to mention that selling weapons to European barbarians is not a problem.

But Media fell, and these problems were exposed to the sun, which was really fatal.

"How could it fall suddenly? We have a lot of guards in Media, and there are many top veterans we dug up at high prices." Facing the accusations of the elders of other branches, Zhen Ming refuted without hesitation.

"Yes, we have more than 2,400 guards in Media! And they are all guards we carefully selected and dug up from all over the place at high prices. How could this be possible?" Zhen Yan's younger brother Zhen Yao also looked at the others madly and said.

Compared with Zhen Yan, Zhen Yao, who failed to become the head of the family because of the age difference, became the head of the family, and his status was also raised. And unlike Zhen Yan who just wanted to live a life of debauchery, Zhen Yao was more ambitious. In fact, many things in the Zhen family were handled by Zhen Yao, and Zhen Yao also enjoyed this kind of life with power.

Especially after Zhen Yan completely gave up power and let Zhen Yao handle all matters in the clan, Zhen Yao became more actively involved in this struggle and took the Zhen family to a higher level.

But one thing is very important, that is, Zhen Yao had no idea of ​​overthrowing his brother and taking the throne himself. Zhen Yan didn't know anything about it, purely because Zhen Yao felt that his brother didn't like vulgar things and he could handle it himself, so he didn't say anything.

In fact, the fact that Zhen Yan could take out hundreds of millions of yuan worth of notes from his sleeves was enough to explain the problem. Puppets may not worry about food and clothing, but it is impossible to take out a sum of money to form a force.

Liu Tong was not considered a puppet. An important point is that the money in Liu Tong's hand is enough for Liu Tong to form a political gang, and even enough to build a fiefdom in advance, but Liu Tong didn't do it.

"The fact is that it has fallen!" Zhen An looked at Zhen Yao indifferently, "What should we do now?"

"At least we need to know how it fell, so we can consider regaining Media." Zhen Ming looked at others with cold eyes.

"Ding ding ding." At this moment, a heavy bell sounded outside the door. This was the signal of the Zhen family, the signal of the head of the family to call all the clansmen.

"Why did the head of the family call us at this time?" Zhen An had a gloomy expression on his face, "Let Zhen Ling attend on my behalf, and let's discuss how to solve the problem of Media first."

"Go to the meeting first." Zhen Yao said coldly. It is impossible to discuss anything now. We must wait for the second round of intelligence to know exactly what happened. There is no point in discussing here out of thin air, and such a big thing must be reported to the head of the family.

After Zhen Yao left, Zhen An looked at Zhen Yao's back, and then looked at the people present with a gloomy face, "Have the guards of Media been transferred to Kandahar?"

"Cao Mengde compensated us with Kandahar, and we also need to take over and build some signs, and some guards have indeed been transferred to Kandahar." Zhen Ming replied with a gloomy face.

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