After an hour.

Zhao Qi was writing and drawing some materials for the orphanage and school in the room.

Qian Wuliang rushed in quickly, grabbed Zhao Qi's arm and said with a weird face: "They agreed, but do you really plan to sell such good glass?"

"It's just a few kinds of glass, but it can't be eaten as food. What's the use of looking good!" Zhao Qi put down his brush and nodded disdainfully.

"How did you make these crystal glasses, especially the Jiulong crystal lamp. The blind Taoist priest said that it would cost at least 300,000 yuan to be willing to sell..."

"Then tell him, I just need to sell 200,000 yuan, and the rest is his!" Zhao Qi couldn't stop smiling.

"Oh, it seems that these crystal glasses are really worthless... How come such a good-looking thing is worthless? I really can't figure it out..."

Qian Wuliang sat down dejectedly and could not find any way to comfort himself except for feeling incredible about this technological item that was beyond his cognition.

"I can't tell you how to make glass now, otherwise I won't make money after it is spread. But these items are indeed specially selected by me. Since Kublai Khan wants to be an emperor, then give him what he wants, the purple gold Bagua bottle, the Nine Dragon Crystal Lamp, the Panlong Crystal Bian... The more satisfied he is, the better the price will be sold. The Mongols plundered the wealth of hundreds of countries in the East and the West, and your Jin Kingdom has even contributed tens of millions of gold, silver and treasures to cheat some of them as military pay to deal with them at that time. This is what he is to treat others with his own way!"

"You...you don't really plan to recruit soldiers and rebel in the north, are you?"

Looking at Zhao Qi's expression and tone of speaking, Qian Wuliang was not sure about his thoughts this time.

"Did you always think I'm joking? The Song Dynasty is in danger now. Once Kublai Khan becomes the Mongol Khan, he will inevitably be more eyeing the Song Dynasty. The Song Dynasty court is no longer reliable. Looking at Wu Qian's experience in Ezhou, we know that we do not want to be slaves of the country and become slaves of the Mongols like the northern people. We have to find another way. As long as we plan properly and use this money to recruit soldiers and horses in the north to open up the situation, some people in the north who are unwilling to be slaves will respond to the uprising. A spark can start a prairie fire. If the Mongols want to occupy my entire China, then we will bloom on all sides behind his butt, guerrilla warfare, tunnel warfare, sparrow warfare, mine warfare..., Hum, we will finally let them taste the pain of being poked into a chrysanthemum..."

Zhao Qi looked at Qian Wuliang seriously with his face.

"Qian Wuliang, I have something to ask you now!"

"You...you said!" Qian Wuliang suddenly felt a little dry.

"If I plan to go to the north to recruit soldiers and horses to fight against the Mongolians, would you like to help me?"

"How do you help you? I...I'm just a monk?" Qian Wuliang stuttered a little.

"You are a nonsense monk. You are unhappy with no wine and meat. You are not afraid of being killed by the Buddha's attack on the Tathagata's magic palm. Although this matter has not been a single word, we will sooner or later fight with the Mongolians. I donate money to raise funds to assist Ezhou, just to make the Song Dynasty not defeated by the Mongolians too quickly. But this time cannot be delayed for too long, and the Song Dynasty alone cannot support it. We must find another way to prevent the Mongols from taking care of each other, so as to reduce the pressure on the Song Dynasty. If Master Yunsong and others can really get a sum of money from the Mongolians this time, I hope you can go to the north to help me find a place to establish a base, secretly recruit some orphans, as long as you are fourteen or five years old, just like Ermazi and others' training, teach some simple swords, guns, sticks and practice queues..."

"Don't take the wrong medicine. What can teenagers do better? It's better to recruit some people who hate the Mongolians and heroes in the world than to spend this in vain. What's the base?" Qian Wuliang asked with confusion while retorting.

"Just do what I said. Anyway, I don't want you to spend money. The heroes of the world are not reliable and difficult to manage. Ordinary people are even more scattered and will cause bad things at any time. I need a completely obedient person. I have a training manual here, and you can just take it as you train..."

Zhao Qi took out a handwritten military training manual from the drawer and threw it to Qian Wuliang.

"The base area is like the rebellious mountain, like a mountain that rebels. However, I ask you to recruit these teenagers just to find a place to train with peace of mind. Remember not to rob the house like a hero in a river, so as not to be wiped out by the Mongols as bandits!"

"It seems that you are really planning to rebel!" Qian Wuliang looked through the military training manual and muttered and put it in his arms. Then he looked at Zhao Qi seriously and said, "It should be not difficult to recruit people, and you can find places. Many marquis and powerful men in the north are not very convinced by the Mongolians. I will do it for you, but what are the benefits for me?"

"What benefits do you want?" Zhao Qi asked back, "If you ask for money, I can pay you a lot of money every year. Besides, I can't guarantee anything. Rebellion is to put your head on the belt. Since ancient times, it has been successful and defeated. If the Mongols can be successfully driven out of China, it is no problem to be named a king and a marquis. There are many wives and concubines all over the ground, and you can marry seventeen or eighteen little nuns as you wish, but if you die, then you will be over. What I can do is to help you build a coffin and find a good place to bury it. If you have other requests after death, you can make it now, and I can prepare it for you in advance!"

Qian Wuliang:...

"The words are rough but not rough. Life is just a few decades old, and money and wealth are just passing clouds. You grew up in Shaolin Temple and can't even remember your parents. You travel around and earn some small money to adopt some beggars and orphans, but there are so many orphans in the world. How can you adopt them all... Five taels of money, can you tell me what your ideal is?"

"Ideal..." Qian Wuliang was confused, "What is an ideal?"

"Ideals are your greatest goal in life. For example, when you were a monk, did you want to be the abbot of Shaolin Temple, or when you were in the martial arts world, or did you want to be the leader of the martial arts world?"

"No, I have been in Shaolin Temple since I can remember. When I was fifteen years old, I went down the mountain to look for my parents, but I couldn't find it. Then I followed a group of wandering orphans and gradually got to know many people from the world. Because the south is more stable, I came to the south to make a living. My ideal is to have a full meal every day, eat meat and drink wine..." Qian Wuliang shrugged and spread his hands.

"Oh, what's the difference between a life without ideals and a salted fish!" Zhao Qi sighed and leaned on the back of the chair and said with his hands crossed, "Since ancient times, no one has died, so you can leave your loyalty to shine in history. Now you have lived a life of eating meat and drinking with wine every day. Can't you have a higher-level idea?"

"You have said that since ancient times, no one has died. Why do you think so much? Anyway, you will die!" Qian Wuliang curled his lips.

"Don't you want to avenge your parents? They may have been killed by the Mongols, and there are so many orphans and beggars on the pier. Most of them also fled from the north. The so-called love for the house and the ninth. Since you want to help them, why not try your best to drive the Mongols away, so that the people in the world can have a support for their children and have a support for their elderly, and there will be no disaster of leaving their hometowns, and no pain of separation from their wives. This time, 800,000 yuan of donations, do you know how many orphans and beggars can help? But I can't do this, because if the Song Dynasty cannot resist this time

Then the entire Song Dynasty will become a hell on earth. The children I adopted now, as well as the harmonious and peaceful people's lives in the Qingyuan Prefecture of Yanggong Town, will all be like the northern part of the Central Plains. The blood slaughtered by the Mongols flows into a river and is lonely and lonely. At that time, I won't say that you drink and eat meat every day. If you have any life, you have to look at the face of the Mongols if you want to be a beggar. Otherwise, why do you have to travel from the north to the south? As the saying goes, you can run past the first day of the lunar month and not run away. If you can't defeat the Mongols, we will have no way to escape in the future!"

After hearing this, Qian Wuliang looked out the window blankly, and after a long time, he stood up and said, "Although what you said is a mess, it does make some sense. I, Qian Wuliang, aren't afraid of death, but I'm just lazy. OK, I will help you do this. Also, have you promised to make the Buddha statue for me? If it is done, I will take it to the north together!"

"Don't worry, it's done..." Zhao Qi stood up and walked to the front of the bookcase, opened the cabinet on the bottom floor, took out a dirty and broken bag from it, put it on the desk, and then a colorful crystal Buddha statue more than one foot high was presented in front of Qian Wuliang, reflecting the sunlight entering the window, and the Buddha statue exuded a crystal clear and colorful light.

"Amitabha~"

Looking at the Buddha statue, Qian Wuliang was stunned for a long time and then folded his hands together, his face became extremely solemn, and he saluted at the Buddha statue.

"Okay, okay, take it back to Shaolin Temple and worship it slowly. But before you go, I still have some words you must keep in mind. Maybe it will be of great help to your actions this time..."

Half an hour later, Qian Wuliang came out of the study with a strange expression with a heavy package, and Zhao Qi followed behind with a dark face.

"I'm going, take care of you!" The two walked to the front yard gate, and Qian Wuliang bowed and said goodbye.

"Be careful on the road. If there is any danger, come back as soon as possible. Let us continue to live a peaceful life in Qingyuan Mansion for a few years!" Zhao Qi bowed and gave it to him.

"You don't have to provoke me. As long as you can really get a lot of money from Kublai Khan this time, I will do what you said. Goodbye!" Qian Wuliang put on a hat and turned around and strode away, and soon disappeared outside the yard.
Chapter completed!