October Golden Autumn.

The fields are full of golden, the sun is warm and quiet, the breeze is gentle and gentle, and the blue sky and white clouds are elegant.

It's harvest season, golden, fiery and green...... Wish!

The war ended in negotiations, but almost everyone's heart rejoiced that it had won!

That's right, what a win!

The people were glad that the Tartars needed to pay more than 10 million taels in compensation, and if they didn't win, what would they do if they lost money? They don't care about this huge indemnity, no, it should be a ransom to be precise, they don't enjoy it at all, but, with honor.

In many cases, pride can inspire the enthusiasm of the people.

The people were overjoyed that the foreign combined fleet had folded its wings under the fire of the three major naval divisions, and if it hadn't been for the victory, where would the dozens of huge warships with five-story buildings and masts come from in Hangzhou and Wusong ports? And that's obviously not counting hundreds of small and medium-sized warships.

The officials are also rejoicing, but no, the arrears of three months can be allocated.

Officials are even more rejoicing, the recovery of Yangzhou and Huai'an Mansion, that ...... There are a lot more official positions, do you have to be promoted?

The soldiers are rejoicing, victory, let them get more, the rewards and promotions of the General's Mansion, so it is not the most important thing, the important thing is that if we win, we will win.

Everyone's joy covered up the grief that should have been, and the casualties of more than 20,000 people almost made many prefectures and counties and families worry about filial piety.

But the funeral was a happy event, at this moment, I am afraid that no one feels that it is not worth it, even the old and young who hate Wu Zheng and the "great rebellion".

This is the victory of the Jiangnan people and the victory of the Han people in the world, there is no doubt about this.

Members of the Ming Society organized various celebration ceremonies in various counties, such as social operas, dragon boats, and so on.

The students of the three major academies deliberately suspended classes for three days, and they sang the praises of this hard-won victory in the way they were best at—marches, marches all day, and marches one after another, which caused an unexpected consequence, this year, the new population under the jurisdiction of the Great General's Mansion set a record for five years, which is ridiculous.

However, there are always people who are not happy.

For example, don't be obsessed, such as ...... Wu Zheng.

"Old and incompetent, please choose another meritocracy!" The aging Mo Obsession complained to Wu Zheng in an indignant tone, because Wu Zheng wanted to withhold the first ransom of the Qing court.

"There is no imperial court that can owe such a huge debt without introspection!" The deep furrow on Mo Zhinian's face was even tighter at this time, "Although the General's Mansion is not a court, the opening of the Mansion is like autonomy, and the prince ...... You can't be so indulgent anymore, let the people, let the colleagues in the General's Palace, let the soldiers of the Northern Expeditionary Army take a breath, let the financial secretary, let the old ...... Take a breather, too! ”

Looking at Mo Zhi, who had a serious face and a heavy tone, Wu Zheng wanted to laugh in his heart, but he couldn't laugh.

In this battle, the front was tightened and then relaxed, and the disease was first slowed down, so that many people, materials, and money that had begun to be requisitioned or had been requisitioned in the General's Mansion suddenly lost their direction, the recruits who had been registered were quickly dismissed, and the materials and materials that had been requisitioned were returned to their original owners, and the loss of manpower and material resources caused by this has become a huge deficit.

Mo Zhizhi took a deep breath, and then punched hard, only to find that there was no target, and all he hit was a cloud of air.

Depressed enough, there is a reason to complain.

Of course, this is not a reason for him to really complain to Wu Zheng.

Wu Zheng wanted to repay the countries, and the two major ports that were requisitioned by the General's Mansion were hoarding materials, which was not a small number, and Mo was obsessed with a rough calculation, and the amount involved was no less than three million taels.

The first ransom of the Qing court was less than four million taels, that is, the lid was not big enough to expose the ass.

Of course, this is not the most important thing, it is better to have than nothing.

The main reason why Mo Zhinian finally complained in front of Wu Zheng was that Wu Zheng actually wanted to withhold the ransom and set up an unheard-of scientific research institute, or it would be directly subordinate to Wu Zheng.

Mo Obsession really doesn't understand, what kind of Laoshzi is the scientific research institute, which wants to occupy 3.8 million taels of ransom?

Is gold a pillar, silver a road, and diamonds and jade?

Of course, Mo Obsession can also be understood, the victory, everyone is celebrating, as His Royal Highness King Wu, it is reasonable to spend some silver and improve his life, but the question is, what kind of stalk is a high-paid monk? I've heard of high-paid pensioners, but I haven't heard of high-paid pensioners, what kind of soldier is this, is it worth a monthly salary of 100 taels to 300 taels?

I'm afraid I can't use so much to eat gold and drink silver every day, right?

Mo Zhinian raised his hand and wiped the old tears, there are really tears, "The old decay is favored by the prince, and he has been promoted to the position of the financial secretary today with a white body and cloth...... In the past five years, the old decay can be described as conscientious and walking on thin ice...... In order to assist the prince to recover my land and revitalize the rivers and mountains one day, the old man does not dare to slack off for a day...... But the prince must know that no matter how hard the iron is, there will be a day when it will break...... The prince wants to spend silver, but the old man can't stop it, and he doesn't dare to stop it, the entire general's mansion is the prince's property...... But you have to take a breather, right? The 110,000 troops crossed to the north, adding 86,000 new recruits, and more than 20,000 people who had not yet been repatriated...... Armaments, equipment, food, and civil service, nothing that does not require silver ....... ”

A handful of tears, two sighs, countless grievances!

Wu Zheng listened quietly and did not stop him.

Many times, persuasion is better than listening.

Let people talk, don't interrupt him, that's true respect.

"Then according to Mo Lao, how should this ransom be distributed?" After Mo obsessed with "pouring blood and tears", Wu Zheng knew that he had to make some concessions.

Mo obsessively looked at Wu Zheng, and said with tears in his eyes: "The rewards and pensions of the soldiers of the Northern Expeditionary Army are the most important, and the silver will be filled in this pit first." ”

Wu Zheng frowned slightly and said, "There shouldn't be so much, right?" ”

Mo obsessively trembled, waved his withered hand, and wrenched his fingers and said, "The bereavement of more than 20,000 casualties is already no less than a million...... The 100,000 army will be rewarded for meritorious deeds, and the prince will not be harsh when he thinks about it, otherwise, the prince will blame the old iron rooster again...... In this way, at least two million taels. ”

Wu Zheng raised his eyebrows, "Cheng...... The remaining 1,800,000 taels shall be mine. ”

"Huh——。" Mo was obsessed with a long sigh, "The old decay has not counted the property borrowed on credit for the expansion of the Songjiang Military Workshop in the past three months...... And the railroad is a gold-eating monster...... And then there is ....... ”

Wu Zheng interrupted impatiently: "You say a total." ”

Mo Zhinian fiddled with his fingers for a while, looked up at Wu Zheng and said solemnly, "Back to the prince's words, it must be more than three hundred and seventy thousand taels to solve the financial secretary's temporary embarrassment!" ”