Chapter 607: There is a difference between inside and outside

Feng Sanhu followed Xu Shiyang for eighteen years and participated in every battle commanded by Xu Shiyang (except for the few times he went down to the south of the Yangtze River).

Although Xu Shiyang is a few years older than him, for Feng Sanhu, Xu Shiyang is also a teacher and a friend, a brother and a father, and a commander and comrade-in-arms.

Therefore, Feng Sanhu knows Xu Shiyang very well, because the latter is his mentor and guide in life, when Feng Sanhu thinks about what to learn, he always habitually thinks about it first, "If it is His Royal Highness, what will he do?" โ€

As a result, this time in Fuso, I was carried away by anger, and I didn't even think about this problem and moved casually, so I made such a big mess.

Feng Sanhu felt that he still knew Xu Shiyang very well.

His Highness asked this question this time, and on the surface he seemed very calm, as if he was really just asking a trivial question.

But in fact, Feng Sanhu believes that this is a crucial assessment - related to how Xu Shiyang will use his assessment in the future.

So what answer would Xu Shiyang hope for?

His Highness just said that he was actually secretly happy about the "Purge-Suppression Order", but that was for the Fusang people, and the Fusang people were foreigners.

His Royal Highness just said that he should not bring the style he did in Fuso to the country......

Well, this is the most important thing, there is a difference between inside and outside, if you really want to recall, Xu Shiyang has actually been quite soft-hearted internally, in the past, he continued to give up power, and constantly made his own interests not to mention it, even those who fiercely opposed him Wubao Lord, Xu Shiyang only broke his family and did not cut off his heirs.

So who's inside and who's outside?

"Your Highness, if your subordinates are in charge of the Jiangnan issue, your subordinates will definitely learn the lesson of this time."

Feng Sanhu replied seriously:

"The subordinates will never issue orders such as 'clearance orders' to Jiangnan, and use gentle means as much as possible, but if there are fierce resistance, the subordinates will not be soft, but they will not harm their children and grandchildren."

Completely learn from Xu Shiyang's approach to the lord of Wubao when he unified the north, win over the lower classes, eliminate the upper classes who resolutely resist, and pardon the innocent relatives and heirs of the resisters.

Use thunder to show the bodhisattva's heart.

In fact, I will also find another way to replace the original interests of the upper strata who have taken refuge in the initiative, such as guiding them to give up their land ownership and personal dependency rights, invest in industry to make more money, and change from landlords to capitalists. โ€™

Xu Shiyang secretly made some additions to Feng Sanhu's policy.

However, judging from Feng Sanhu's position, he could think of these things as in line with Xu Shiyang's meaning.

"Lieutenant General Feng Sanhu."

The title was changed, Feng Sanhu reflexively pushed away the chair and stood upright: "The subordinates are here!" โ€

"Go home and rest for a few days first, and then go to the General Staff Headquarters to work out a specific plan for attacking Jiangnan with General Gongsun Sheng, and give me a detailed plan before the end of the year."

Xu Shiyang's tone was still flat:

"When the time comes, I will personally serve as the commander of the army attacking Jiangnan, and I hope you can be my deputy."

"Yes!"

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Let's turn back the clock.

In October 1792, about the same time as the navy launched the naval battle in the Seto Inland Sea, it was on the grasslands of Monan.

Wang Qinian was screaming and gnawing on the hot roast leg of mutton, and several Mugwu beauties were waiting around him, and there were a large group of Tumut Mugwu nobles on both sides.

Everyone sat in a big circle around the campfire and enjoyed beauty, wine, mutton and milk tea together.

"The king is in charge!"

A small tribe leader who drank the burning knife brought by Wang Qinian and drank the big tongue shouted:

"If you want to take us to fight the party members, we can go, anyway, the party members are also enemies. But in our current situation, I'm afraid it's not easy to win! The iron armor made by the party is worth ninety horses and oxen, ninety horses, if it is placed on us! Let's take a soft bow to fight the iron harrier, I'm afraid it's easy to suffer! โ€

"That's it!" The Tumut nobles should be reconciled together: "It's not that we don't want to fight, but we can't fight!" โ€

"I'm a businessman."

Wang Qinian casually threw the leg of mutton bone in his hand into the fire, and the eyes of the Muguls were straight when he saw this action - the bone marrow had not been eaten yet.

"As long as there is money to be made, I dare to sell anything, iron armor, iron knives, arrow clusters, and even good horned bows from Goryeo."

"We don't have any money." The Mughal people began to complain: "It looks like it's going to snow, we have to kill the animals that can't survive the winter, but we can't survive the white plague safely, and I don't know how many people will freeze and starve to death this year!" โ€

"You have sheep." Wang Qinian said lightly: "I have to purchase millions of packs of wool every year. โ€

"You have cattle and horses, and I will buy at least three thousand horses and five thousand oxen and eight hundred camels every year."

"How come you don't have money?"

In this way, there is no money, so the nobles can only laugh at the wealth of the tribe.

Sure enough, all the Mughal nobles of Tumut smiled awkwardly, and a few even blushed.

But they are still reluctant to send troops, and they want to get some additional benefits from Wang Qinian.

"Forget it, let me say this, this time Huaxia exterminated the party, which is a good opportunity."

Wang Qinian took a sip of milk tea and said slowly:

"The party members have controlled the trade routes of the Western Regions for so many years, plus the wealth they plundered from the Central Plains, they must have accumulated a lot, and the little meat they have taken is an inexhaustible fat for a lifetime! I am afraid that such an opportunity will not be available again in the future. โ€

"This time you send troops, your seizures will be dedicated to our emperor one percent, pay three percent of the tax, I will draw one percent, and the rest of the part, your respective tribes will take two percent, and the other three percent will be given to the soldiers themselves."

"Wait, wait!" The little Mughal nobleman, who had drunk too much, cried out, "Why do you want to share half of our capture?" โ€

"Because I have to be in command." Wang Qinian said, and used a knife to cut the mutton - this knife is very gorgeous, it used to belong to the pseudo-Jin Bo Extremely Fierce Wanyan Zongwang, but now it is in his hands: "If you send troops on your own, the Huaxia army will definitely treat you as enemies, and you are willing to bury the party dog?" โ€

No one wanted to, so it was necessary for the tribe to send troops to the command of the Han Chinese who were on the horse thieves to avoid being injured by mistake.

It goes without saying that the commander should certainly get the most of the best spoils.

"Well, I'll let you do it personally."

็Ž‹ๅฏๅนด says:

"You set the number of troops you want to send and then pledge the spoils of war to borrow armor and blades from me on credit, don't you say that you have been in vain? The tribes that have sent hundreds of troops can borrow cotton and wool cloth on credit from me. I will only charge you 10% of the annual interest, and when the party members are destroyed, you will grab the good things, and then return them to me at a discount. โ€

Being able to borrow cloth on credit was a very real benefit to the Muguls who were about to face the White Plague, and it was difficult for them to refuse.

"But what is the price of the armor cloth that the big boss lent us on credit?"

"Yes, yes, if it were ninety big animals, we wouldn't be able to borrow it."

"Count it as half, forty-five." Wang Qinian pretended to be helpless and said: "After destroying the party dog, you can sell the armor to Chahar, and I won't care how much you sell at that time, so you actually make money for nothing." โ€