Chongzhen didn't speak, just stood on the bank of the Yongding River and watched quietly for more than an hour.

The great eunuch Wang Chengen stared at Chongzhen nervously, thinking that he had hysteria in the hands of countless people who lived and died, and was ready to call the imperial doctor at any time.

The eldest son of the emperor is too young, and the court is controlled by the bureaucrats and gentry headed by the Donglin Party.

Chongzhen watched quietly for more than an hour, suddenly raised his feet and left, and rushed back to the palace as fast as he could.

Back in the palace, before Wang Chengen could breathe a sigh of relief, he heard Chongzhen ask a ridiculous word.

"How much silver is left in the inner garment?"

Wang Chengen beckoned, asked a eunuch to hurry up and get the account book of the internal money, looked through the recent income and expenditure situation and said: "The emperor subsidizes a set of new military jackets for the border soldiers with private money. ”

"500,000 taels have been used, and there are still 300,000 taels left."

Chongzhen sighed: "Less." ”

The pleasure of making money, especially the pleasure of paying without any cost, will skyrocket exponentially when the time comes, and no one can resist it.

Some time ago, Chongzhen had seventy or eighty thousand taels of silver on hand, and he felt that he was quite rich, and he happily added an extra meat dish to his imperial meal, which was also the only meat dish.

Now that he has a huge sum of 300,000 taels in hand, he feels a little less, and after Chongzhen said this, he felt that he was a little floating.

Wang Chengen almost didn't laugh out loud, but he felt a little sad, the Son of Heaven was in charge of the Ming Dynasty, which was thousands of miles long, and he was complacent about such a little money.

The Ming Dynasty, which has been decayed to the point of being riddled with holes, is now most lacking in money.

Wang Chengen also heard another meaning in Chongzhen's words, and took the initiative to say: "Emperor Qiqi, the slave's body is a little unwell, and he needs to take leave these days and rest at home." ”

Chongzhen immediately showed a worried expression, and said with concern: "Chengen has been resting at home for the past two days, and he will come back when his body is well, and then go to the inner house to get some money to go back to get medicine, and he must take care of his body." ”

Wang Chengen heard that Chongzhen deliberately bit the word "medicine" very hard, and knew in his heart that this was to treat him, and it was clear that he was using this money to give the decaying Ming Dynasty a sigh of relief.

The next day, Wang Chengen got up early in the morning and went to the gambling house set up by Jin Shang to place bets.

Just today, the new army jacket was sent to Shanhaiguan.

Shanhaiguan is built by the mountain, the city wall is towering, there are defense systems such as towers, battle platforms, forts, horse retaining walls, etc., and the situation is extremely majestic and precipitous.

It can be said that it is the first male pass in the world, and the iron cavalry that blocked the Jurchens from going south into the Central Plains of Kou has been more than 20 years.

In Shanhaiguan, on a school field.

Two sergeants were competing on the school field with a goose feather knife wrapped in sackcloth, surrounded by a bunch of sergeants shouting excitedly.

The two sergeants were tall and short, the tall sergeant was taller, and it should be said that he was more dominant, who would have thought that the short sergeant would seize the opportunity and slash him in the chest.

The tall sergeant fell to the ground in an instant, even if his ribs were split in two and he rolled on the ground in pain, he still gritted his teeth, and just refused to make a sound.

There were a total of three competitions before and after, and the time used added up to less than one tea effort.

According to the deductive novels of "Romance of the Three Kingdoms", the time of the three competitions is not enough for those famous generals to play ten rounds.

After all, this is a real fight, not the fighting generals depicted in the deductive novel, dozens of rounds at every turn, fighting for three days and three nights.

On the real battlefield, that is, in a few moments, the life and death of a border soldier are decided.

After the short sergeant had won, one of the generals sitting on the west side stood up.

This general is extremely majestic.

Wearing an eight-petal bright helmet on his head, a cyan armor, and a pair of black military boots on his feet, with his big waist and round figure, he is simply a humanoid bear.

The majestic general stood up and laughed: "Lao Cao, let's take it now, hurry up and give the money." ”

There was also a staff member sitting on the east side, just of medium stature, and not as big as the other party's waist and waist.

However, when he stood up, the whole person revealed a fierce aura, and walked forward step by step, and the fierce aura on his body became thicker and thicker.

When he walked to the side of the tall sergeant, the majestic general looked much burder than him, and under the pressure of this indescribable but real momentum, he subconsciously retreated half a step.

Half a step is not much, but in front of so many sergeants, this makes the majestic general's face a little unbearable.

There is no way, the shadow of the famous tree of the person, the entire Shanhaiguan is also surnamed Cao, and the general surnamed Cao can cut the fierce Jurchens as vegetables, and there are hundreds of Jurchens who have been slaughtered by themselves for so many years.

The majestic general, who was embarrassed and angry, was just about to shout a few times to get some face.

The general surnamed Cao spoke, hehe Yile: "Zu Dashou, your kid now knows how to jump, when Zhu Zhongyi, who was the most capable of fighting under Lao Tzu, was there, I didn't see your kid say to let the cubs under his command compete." ”

"Since Zhu Zhongyi left, you can do well, and let your sergeants compete with my sergeants in three days."

mentioned Zhu Zhongyi, Zu Dashou's face was a little ugly, Cao Wenzhao, this kid won his silver with this finale dish back then.

There is no way, Zhu Zhongyi was notoriously fierce before he entered the Guanning Iron Cavalry.

There was once a time when one person fought against three Jurchen Eight Banner soldiers.

It was a tall Jurchen who grew up on horseback since childhood, or a Jurchen Tartar who was selected for the Eight Banners.

Zhu Zhongyi was one-on-three, killing two people and seriously injuring one.

Now that Zhu Zhongyi is gone, of course Zu Dashou has to take advantage of this good opportunity to find more venues.

In order to deal a deeper blow to Cao Wenzhao, Zu Dashou pointed to the bright armor on his body, and said with a smile: "You want to say that we should have a fight." ”

"Yes, I can't beat you, but I can make my brothers live a good life."

"Look at your subordinates, don't talk about them, even you, a general, are dressed in tatters, not as good as a beggar."

"Look at my brothers again, which one is not wearing a complete battle jacket, the old one is a little old, but at least it is not broken, and the one can withstand the wind in winter."

When he mentioned this, Cao Wenzhao's face was full of guilt, and he couldn't help but feel sorry for the brothers who followed him to lick the blood on the knife.

Zu Dashou is not as good as himself in the war, but his head is flexible enough, and with the convenience of his identity, he opens the door to those Jin merchants who should be cut by a thousand cuts, and he makes a lot of money.

The brothers in his camp had the best food, the best clothes, and from time to time they could go to some prostitutes to relax.

But now, after Inspector Yuan slaughtered Mao Wenlong a few days ago, he strictly forbade this kind of collaborator and traitor, otherwise the armor on Zu Dashou's body, which had been worn for half a year, would have been replaced with a new one.

Cao Wenzhao thought that Zu Dashou had been wearing the armor for half a year and was about to be replaced with a new one, and the tattered armor on his brothers had been worn for three years, and his face became more and more guilty.

Before many brothers died in battle, their only wish was to be able to wear a decent military jacket and bury it in the soil.

But the eldest husband did something and didn't do anything, even if he was poor and starved to death, Cao Wenzhao would not give the Jurchens a grain of rice and a pound of iron.

Cao Wenzhao lost the mind to continue the competition, threw five taels of silver to Zu Dashou, and turned around and left here.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a team of Guan Ning iron horsemen walking over with more than a dozen donkey carts.

The general flag who led the team was also Cao Wenzhao's subordinate, and he shouted excitedly: "Brother Cao! The imperial court issued a new war jacket. ”

"Did Zhu Zhongyi help his brothers win, or did he win it from the corrupt officials of the Donglin Party!"

"The emperor also explained, one for each other person, two for our Cao Ying's brothers, and the ancestral ginseng will have a way, so there is no need to send it."

The guilt on Cao Wenzhao's face was swept away.

Pointing to more than a dozen donkey carts, he laughed and burst into tears: "Fat Ancestor, do you want me to give you one." ”

Zu Dashou's breathing suddenly stagnated, and he didn't answer Cao Wenzhao, because he felt a chill to his bones.

The emperor is beating him.