Chapter 113: One Word: Money!

Mo Rigen was speechless, of course Daming would not give this opportunity, this is something that does not need to be thought about. Thinking of this, Mo Rigen sighed helplessly: "It's all Huang Taiji!" ”

Sanniang glanced at the dejected Mo Rigen, and said with a smile: "It's all over!" ”

"In the future, Warat will be better, and we will be better." Sanniang said confidently.

Datongwei.

Since Qi Jiguang led his troops out of the grassland, the atmosphere in Datong City has been extremely tense, and Zhang Pu, the governor of Xuanda, has been sitting in Datong City. These days, he can't eat and sleep well, for fear of the news of the defeat of the army from the front.

Once the war is unfavorable, it will be over, how can Zhang Pu not be in a hurry in his heart.

"Grandpa Zhang, can we sit down?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng walking around in front of him, Zhang Pu couldn't help but speak: "You are walking around, this official has a lot of headaches. ”

These days, Zhang Pu and Zhang Cheng are also familiar with each other, this eunuch from the capital is quite good in Zhang Pu's opinion. No tossing, no fuss, no eating, no extortion of property, the two of them get along well.

Zhang Cheng glanced at Zhang Pu and said with a smile: "Governor Zhang, aren't you in a hurry?" ”

"Not in a hurry?" Zhang Pu pointed to his mouth and said: "Look at it, the mouth is full of bubbles, Qi Shaobao is too, there was news back two days ago, and it has been cut off in the past few days, and I am still worried here!" ”

When the two of them were arguing with boredom, there was a sudden commotion outside.

Without waiting for the two of them to ask, a person suddenly ran in outside, only to see him excitedly and loudly: "Great victory, great victory, Qi Shaobao great victory!" This man could not speak well, and shouted a great victory.

"Speak well!" Zhang Cheng glared at him and scolded loudly.

The person who came was startled, and then stabilized: "My lord, Gonggong Zhang, there is good news from the front, a big victory, Qi Shaobao fought with Huang Taiji outside Qinghu Ditch, and killed 100,000 in battle." ”

"Huang Taiji was only spared, now that the army has taken the Naturalization City, our Ming Dynasty has won!"

Listening to the other party's words, Zhang Pu jumped up directly from the chair, laughed and said: "Okay, great, win, win, Qi Shaobao, good Qi Shaobao, it's really good!" ”

Zhang Cheng also smiled, but compared with Zhang Pu, Zhang Cheng had more confidence in his heart.

Zhang Pu didn't believe Qi Jiguang, but Zhang Cheng knew how many years the emperor had been preparing for this battle. Although the Beijing camp is a newly formed army, they are from the hands of Ma Fang, who is Ma Fang, that is a famous general!

Especially against Warat, Ma Fangna is quite experienced, and the entire Xijing battalion is trained to deal with Warat.

Originally, I didn't have enough actual combat experience, but I saw blood in the last ambush, and I killed 10,000 Warat cavalry, although it was not a strong army, but I had also seen blood. Coupled with the large number of people, he will not suffer in the face of Huang Taiji.

Now that the good news is coming, it just verifies his conjecture, and the Ming Dynasty has won this battle.

Capital.

For Zhu Yijun, these days are also very difficult, but there are also happy things, that is, Song Yingchang finally got the site selection budget and construction drawings, which Zhu Yijun has been looking forward to for a long time.

Compared with other things, this is also very important, and it is related to your next step.

Looking at Song Yingchang, who was extremely tired in front of him, it was estimated that he hadn't had a good rest for a long time, Zhu Yijun was a little unbearable, and said to Zhang He beside him: "Go and move a stool for Lord Song, let's talk about it!" ”

"Emperor Xie!" Song Yingchang hurriedly bowed and said.

In fact, Song Yingchang had no good time at all, first went to Tianjin to choose a site, and the northwest wind blew for a long time. After returning to the capital, I made a budget and made a plan, and this busy work took many months.

However, after receiving the emperor's gift, Song Yingchang was still very relieved in his heart, he was not busy in vain!

Wenchen's dream is to Jun Yao Shun, and at a lower point, it is also "Jun treats him as a countryman, and I repay him as a countryman." Now Song Yingchang feels that he has a little bit of this feeling, and it is estimated that his official position will also be promoted.

Zhu Yijun glanced at Song Yingchang and said with a smile: "Let's talk to me!" Take a look at the results of your time. ”

Song Yingchang nodded hurriedly, obviously this time Song Yingchang had made sufficient preparations. From site selection to construction, from cost to construction stage, each piece is very perfect, and it can be said that a perfect plan has been formulated.

"How much does it cost?" Zhu Yijun listened quietly to what Song Yingchang finished speaking, and asked with a smile.

Zhu Yijun is most concerned about this, when listening to Song Yingchang, Zhu Yijun had a bad premonition in his heart. If you follow Song Yingchang's plan, it is estimated that this royal shipyard will cost a lot.

"According to His Majesty's plan for ten docks, a total of 1.2 million taels of silver needs to be invested."

Song Yingchang said respectfully, this is what he calculated in detail, which is why he dares to say it here, and he really doesn't dare to say it when he puts it in the court. It costs 1.2 million taels to build a shipyard, and that's not even before shipbuilding!

However, Song Yingchang also calculated that from leveling the land, to material transportation, to personnel deployment, it really needs so much.

What the emperor wants to build is not a small ship, it is a big ship, and without a large shipyard, it cannot be built at all. Invest 120,000 taels, maybe it won't be enough in the end, but that's all for the time being.

Hearing the figure of 1.2 million taels, Zhu Yijun immediately breathed a sigh of relief, and it was still within the acceptable range for the time being.

However, thinking of the cost of follow-up shipbuilding, plus the military expenses of the sailors, Zhu Yijun still has a toothache, how much does it cost to smash this sailor! If you do this, your own inner library will also be unbearable!

The use of troops in the northwest also needs money over there, not to mention anything else, the reward alone is a lot of money.

After a big victory, the emperor's reward naturally can't be stingy, and he also plans to start military reform with this victory, at least in the northwest. The great trouble of Warat has been eliminated, and he can move the army in the northwest with peace of mind.

All of this costs money, and with the cost of disaster relief, I can't imagine that I will have to run a deficit again this year.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yijun sighed helplessly, money, money!

"You take a break for a while and recuperate your body, and I will arrange for you to be promoted to the rank of squire of the Ministry of Works as soon as possible, and transfer to the official position of the head of the Royal Shipyard, and then the shipyard in Tianjin can start to be built."

Zhu Yijun is actually waiting for news from the northwest, it is unstable over there, and he is not in the mood to do anything!

Song Yingchang left, Zhu Yijun saw Zhang He come in with a fold, and was slightly stunned, this is not the time to hand over the fold! And it's still a book, unless it's a big event, this won't happen!

"Whose excerpt?" Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang He and asked.

"Back to the emperor, it's my godfather!" Zhang He hurriedly replied, stretched out his hand and handed over the fold.

Zhang Whale's excerpt?

Zhu Yijun stretched out his hand to take the fold, stretched out his hand to open it and took a look, and Zhu Yijun's face suddenly showed joy. Yangzhou has done it, it's really good news, relieved, Zhu Yijun began to look through it quickly.

In this book, Zhang Whale told the story of Yangzhou in detail, and since he arrived in Yangzhou, nothing has been left behind.

At the back of the fold, Zhang Whale attached a detailed account sheet, looking at the things on it, Zhu Yijun sighed and said: "I am the only poor person in the world!" However, this money can alleviate the financial crisis. ”

Stretching out his hand to put down the fold, Zhu Yijun opened his mouth and said: "The Qi family is full of beheading, and the rest of the salt merchants, all those who have their lives will be beheaded to show the public, the whole family will be assigned to Lingnan, and the officials of Yangzhou will all be killed, and the family property will be confiscated, and the whole family will be distributed to Lingnan, and the master of ceremonies will be sent to the seal for use!" ”

This time it's definitely not a recharge, just send Lingnan directly, go over there and enjoy the blessings!

"Yes, Emperor!" Zhang He agreed, turned around and was about to go out, but he didn't expect Zhu Yijun to stop him again.

"Sent an edict to Zhang Whale, let him take care of the affairs of Yangzhou as soon as possible, and escort the confiscated silver two into Beijing, and sell all the calligraphy and paintings and field shops! Tell Zhang Whale to let him host and sell it, don't sell it too cheaply. ”

"Yes, Emperor!" Zhang He agreed, turned around and went out again.

The matter in Yangzhou came to an end, and he could be regarded as letting go of a piece of his heart, and with this money, the reward for the battle in the northwest was there. The money for military reform has not yet been settled, so we still have to find a way!

Beijing, Civil Service School.

Tomorrow is the day of graduation from the Civil Service Academy, and after three months of training, these civil servants can finally leave this place. Basically, everyone is happy and happy.

Twenty-seven people, but in the end it was eighteen who persevered, which was really completely different from when I first came in.

On the edge of a field, Sun Chengzong and Li Yiqi held their heads in their hands, sweating profusely and drinking water. Glancing at Li Yiqi, Sun Chengzong put down the water bladder in his hand and said with a smile: "I used to know that farming was hard, but I really didn't expect it to be so hard!" ”

"On the afternoon of hoeing day, sweat drops into the soil, who knows that the Chinese food on the plate is hard work."

"When I used to read this poem, I sighed and sighed, but now I really feel the same way!"

In the Civil Service Academy, each person is required to set aside two acres of self-reserved land as part of the agricultural class. Everyone has to do it, open up the land, and plant it again, which is really a challenge for these scholars who have never worked.

Sun Chengzong's originally fair face had become black at this time, and it was all tanned.

"It's good for us, but it's much harder for the people to farm than this." Li Yiqi put the pickaxe on the ground, sat on it, and then said with a smile: "When I was a child, I watched my parents farm, and every year that little grain was sold, they bought me pens and books, and let me read." ”

"Brother Sun Xian, do you know? My father was hungry for most of the day. ”

"Plant in spring and harvest in autumn, but you always can't eat enough, why do you say?" Speaking of this, Li Yiqi's eyes were a little red.