Xu Er picked up another piece of braised pork and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Today, three years later, the Xu family has controlled Juzhou and Rizhao counties, and the next step is to take Qilu and cut off the route of the Grand Canal."

"Today, three years later, our commander has repeatedly defeated the Tartars, and there are thousands of male soldiers under his command, even if the minister has to look sideways."

"Today, three years later, I, Xu Er, can already sit in the Wenfu and enjoy wine and meat."

Xu Er said with satisfaction:

"My future is definitely more than that, when the commander takes Qilu, an old man like me who was born in the pro-army team will definitely get the opportunity to take charge of himself, maybe he will get a new battalion head."

"If the commander can achieve even more, then I will naturally rise as well."

"It's just that, Brother Gan, you still have to go back to Li's house and continue to float on the sea."

Gan Xiong looked at the 19-year-old boy dumbfounded, and only said after a while: "Big ......, the big boss treats me well......

"You big boss and Li Feihu are still brothers." Xu Eryan said with a smile: "Li Feihu is not begging our commander yet, he wants a chance to recruit him alone."

"Our commander said that in this world, opportunity is the most precious thing."

"This kind of treasure can be encountered several times in a lifetime, but not everyone can grasp it."

"I think what our commander said is very right, Brother Gan, I just see that you are a good man to tell you so much, what will happen in the future, you can do it yourself."

Xu Er scooped out the full gravy with a wooden spoon and sprinkled it evenly on the white rice, then stopped talking and began to chop the rice fiercely.

'The commander is thirsty for talent, and if I can win over this Ganxiong, the commander will be happy. ’

Moreover, if I bring him here, he will be my man, and I will be able to go further by supporting each other in the future." ’

……

Liaoyang, the capital of the Dajin Empire at night.

The Chongzheng Palace, which was built in imitation of the pattern of the Han people in the south, was full of Jurchen nobles, and various marshals (Bo Jilie) and Du Marshals (higher rank, stronger Meng'an) sat in the house.

These people are all full of gloom, like wild beasts, and a few Han ministers are like little white rabbits.

Bo Ji Lie Shi Lie Zhining knelt on the ground and bowed to the master who sat on the throne.

Dajin has been founded for more than 30 years, the Khan has been passed down for two generations, and his authority is growing, but the top nobles like Bo Jilie have slowly degenerated into the concept of "ten thousand masters", and in front of today's Dajin Emperor, he can only be respectful.

"Su Shilie." The second emperor of Dajin, Wanyan Wu Qimai said coldly: "This is the third time you have asked to conquer Qilu."

The Emperor was old, and his voice was desolate like the cold wind in the Far North Wasteland.

But it's still bitterly chilly, no, it's colder than it used to be.

The Han people always say that "when a person is about to die, his words are good", but in Wu Qimai's case, this sentence is completely opposite.

Su Shi Lie Zhining buried his face deep in the ground, his eyes were fixed on the lines on the floor of the Chongzheng Palace, and he replied with a slight trill: "Yes, this is the third time for the minion." ”

"Because you've lost a Meng'an."

"Yes, the slave is missing a Meng'an over there in Qi Province."

"Missing, well, it's missing." Wanyan Wu begged to buy and said coldly: "A Mouke was missing the year before last, and a Meng'an was missing last year, why do you plan to disappear this year?"

"Minions don't dare!"

Su Shi Lie Zhining was cold, as if a beheading knife had been set up on the back of his neck.

"What else do you dare not do" Wanyan Wu's begging voice became more and more cold: "You are extremely fierce, with nearly 10,000 armor soldiers in your hands, what do you dare not do"

"Do you think you will definitely be able to sweep Qi Province, and I also think you can sweep Qi Province."

"But, now, who is Dakin's biggest enemy, can't you see that you are Bo Jilie?"

"You lose a Meng'an, you want to take revenge, last year's Dajin and the steppe Tartars war, the loss is more than a Meng'an!"

"Half of the proceeds from last year's sweep of the Han dogs were plundered by the Tartars, don't you know!"

Emperor Jin's voice became more and more severe, and Bo Jilie, who was kneeling down, trembled all over, and cold sweat flowed.

"Year after year, the Han dog in Qi Province has how much wealth and grain and grass for you to fight in the grass valley, do you still have to move the public treasury of the user department?"

"Are you stupid?"

"Slaves deserve death!"

"You're damned!"

Wanyan Wu begged to curse loudly, and then stopped panting.

He is indeed old.

When he was young, in the face of a group of barbaric Jurchen aristocrats, even as an emperor, he had to deal with it carefully, and then after more than ten years of division and disintegration, he continued to centralize power, and finally grasped the power of Dajin in his hands, and his psychology has become a little different.

The tyranny that bordered on madness was not only aimed at the Khitan, Bohai, Goryeo, and Han people within the rule of the Jin State, but even the true Jurchens were in a catastrophe.

If it weren't for the fact that the Jurchens could still get a lot of foreign wealth from the south, I am afraid that the Dajin Kingdom would have collapsed by itself.

Therefore, Wanyan Wu Qimai will send Gao Qi, a fierce security Shuhu at the level of the marshal, to Lin'an with an envoy group, preparing to forcibly marry the princess of the Southern Dynasty and extort more money and people.

"Remember, the most important thing this year is the New Year's coin and pro of the Southern Dynasty!"

The Emperor of the Great Jin Kingdom took a few breaths and said slowly:

"All marshals and marshals must put their soldiers and horses on preventing the steppe Tartars from robbing halfway! There must be no problem with the New Year's coin team! ”

"Don't worry about a few little thieves first! I got the New Year's coins, recuperated for a few years, and waited for the soldiers to have fat cattle and sheep and a full granary, and then set up an army and swept the entire Central Plains! ”

"This time, I want to take the whole world!"

……

Thirteen years of Jianxing, Qi Province, Rizhao private port.

What used to be just a transit point, a port where a dozen or twenty ships berthed here and there, is now completely stuffed with sails like a forest.

Xu Shiyang's first investment worth 200,000 yuan in Jiangnan officially arrived in Hong Kong today.

More than 100 medium-sized ships brought more than 60,000 stone brown rice, 5,000 stone salt, tens of thousands of catties of salted fish, Tianzhu homespun cloth, military uniforms of the Great Zhou, Suzhou Iron and Steel, Fujian iron, saltpeter, sulfur, copper and so on.

Xu Muhe, the head of the Xu family who came to meet the fleet in person, saw this mountain and sea of materials, and actually had a feeling of infinite wealth!

A steward personally dispatched by Li Feihu took the list of materials and reported them to the head of the Xu family one by one, either weighed them or counted them, and carefully let the Xu family count them clearly, and then took out the receipt and asked Master Xu to stamp and receive it.

Xu Muhe unexpectedly found that of the 200,000 guan of materials, 120,000 guan were delivered according to 8 percent of the "drifting", that is to say, the materials worth 120,000 guan on the book were actually 96,000 guan.

This is within the scope of Xu Muhe's understanding, after all, this is sponsorship, and it is a love to give it, and it is a duty not to give it.

What's more, even if the Xu family's own fleet, when they went to Jiangnan in the past, the crew had a hand, and the actual income could be 8 or 9 percent.

However, this time, the other materials worth 80,000 yuan turned out to be a lot of money!