As soon as Sun Huzi said this, even Huo Qiu became interested: "Yes, check, how much silver did we get in the Yang Mansion?" ”

Only Liu Chang himself has the full grasp of this figure, and when it is time to make it public on a small scale, he immediately took out a bound paper booklet and found the number he wrote down with a feather: "First of all, the trophies of the battle of Panshi Village, after statistics, we have captured a total of 673 shotguns, 24 guns, and 6 mountain splitting cannons on the battlefield......"

This is the Qing army that participated in the war almost all the firearms were dropped, followed by some sporadic seizures: "There are fifty-three pounds of lead, fire. Four hundred and sixty-three pounds of medicine, one hundred and sixty-seven rattan cards, three hundred and fifty-three short ones, and a long knife ......"

Although these seizures are of little value, Sun Huzi, who is an old green battalion soldier, nodded again and again: "Most of Ye Bingzhong's capital is lost here, and it is all lost here!" ”

What followed was the seizure of a certain weight: "At the same time, most of Ye Bingzhong's baggage was also seized, including 1,400 taels of silver, 1,200 yuan of silver, 740 yuan and 65 wen, 16 stones and 5 buckets of rice, 1,400 catties of cured meat, and 57 banners......

Huo Qiu and Sun Huzi both nodded again and again, although these burdens are not much, they can be used on their own side, and Qu Jie is even more concerned about another question: "How much money did we get in the Yang Mansion?" ”

This is the problem that everyone is most concerned about, the green battalion soldiers outside the Panshi Village are squeezing oil in the stones, and there is not much oil and water at all, but the Yang Mansion is different, Qu Jie has seen the silver round of white flowers and the shining gold with his own eyes......

Liu Chang smiled: "This number was only counted yesterday, we lack an expert in managing accounts, everything has to be experienced by me, our seizure in the Yang Mansion is first of all silver ......"

"There are seven thousand four hundred yuan of eagle oceans, and four thousand eight hundred and twenty taels of silver ingots!"

As soon as this figure came out, everyone was overjoyed, and with this money, there was no need to worry about five buckets of rice for at least a few months.

Liu Chang continued: "Next is gold, and the amount of ingots copied from Yang's house is three hundred and sixty taels, and it should be seven thousand two hundred taels when converted into silver. ”

As for opium, Liu Chang also made statistics: "There are also tobacco soil, there are 22 boxes of public soil, each box is worth at least 700 silver yuan!" ”

However, as soon as Liu Chang spoke, Sun Huzi shouted: "Check, you are wrong, one hundred and twenty catties of public class soil is the best tobacco soil, definitely more than seven hundred silver yuan!" ”

He, the old fritter, knew the door and said: "The number of seven hundred silver yuan, that is the price of Haikou, Guangzhou, is transported to our inland, and a box of public land is worth at least two thousand silver yuan." ”

"No matter what the price, you have to find a way to make a move!" Liu Chang said: "We can't make a move in our own Rock Town, we have to make a move in a place governed by the Qing Demon." ”

This is the rabbit does not eat the grass on the edge of the nest, and further down is the seizure of foreign guns: "As for the brown bess flintlock pistol, a total of thirty shots have been seized, which have been distributed, and there are some ammunition, which have also been put into storage. ”

Liu Chang continued: "According to the calculation of 700 silver yuan per box of Gongban Tu, we opened the Yang Mansion for almost 28,000 taels of silver, and if it can be sold at a good price, it should be 30,000 taels!" ”

"Thirty thousand taels is no problem!" Sun Huzi said with certainty: "Such a good public class land, a box of 2,500 silver yuan has been sold. ”

But in the Panshi camp, these public class land is waste, and you have to find a way to turn it into a waste treasure: "Everyone has to think of a way, how much can be sold, even if it is 400 silver yuan, you know the power of foreign guns, you have to exchange them for silver to buy foreign guns as soon as possible." ”

There is a huge gap between foreign guns and bird guns, Qu Jie and these sentry commanders have not only personally tried to shoot, but also in the real actual combat, they also fully realize that foreign guns are the first weapon to defeat the enemy, Sun Huzi immediately said: "Tobacco and soil are useless in our hands, it is definitely a waste, but it is different if it is replaced by foreign guns, the inspection point is good, as long as there are 200 firing guns, this Oujiang River is rampant!" ”

However, he soon exposed his intentions: "Check, if this batch of foreign guns arrives, shouldn't we consider our rock sentry?" We are not too demanding, as long as there is a platoon of flintlock pistols, we are satisfied! ”

Liu Chang also smiled: "Now that you have so much silver, are you still afraid that those Western arms dealers in Demengsi will not be able to fish?" We don't need to do anything now, just train the army and the army in Panshi Village for a month, and when we get all the foreign guns and artillery, then it's time for us to soar into the sky! ”

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The Longjing of the West Lake is a world-famous good tea, and the pot of tea on the coffee table is the best in the Longjing of the West Lake, fragrant, but He Guiqing is full of bitter water.

Not only is he bitter in his stomach, but the following political envoys, envoys, and general judgments are relatively speechless, and they all feel that they are roasting on the volcano.

originally thought that Zhejiang was a good place, but since He Guiqing took office in Zhejiang, he had not slept a peaceful night, and he was anxious day and night, afraid that something would happen to Ning Guofu and the Taiping army would enter Zhejiang.

Zhejiang, Zhejiang, all say that the world is in turmoil, Zhejiang Province can never be disturbed, it is a real Taiping province, and the governor of Zhejiang can rest in peace, but He Guiqing, the governor of Zhejiang, knows best what kind of volcano is hidden behind this quiet.

Over the years, Zhejiang's civil changes have been endless, just say big, Xianfeng first year has Yin County Zhang Chaoqing, Zhou Xiangqian's changes, Xianfeng two years have Yu Qian's "Red and White Flag Party" changes and Zhao Sixi's changes, Xianfeng three years have Zhenhai, Yinxian, Fenghua Zhang Jinshan and Hong Shixian changes, Xianfeng four years have Jiashan Han Dequan changes, now there are more Yueqing Red Turban Army changes, the whole Zhejiang vibration.

Thinking of the rebellion of the Red Turban Army, He Guiqing felt even more big, Zhejiang Province has not had such a big civil upheaval for hundreds of years, he glanced at the next head, the political envoy, the envoy according to the inspection, and the general judgment of the Hangzhou government were all present, and the key corners of Zhejiang Province, except for the salt transport envoy Qinglian sitting in Wenzhou, and the governor Deng Shaoliang sitting in southern Anhui to deploy Ningfang, all here.

"Colleagues, there has been such an earth-shattering event in Wenzhou Mansion, and we can only gather everyone together in a hurry to discuss a countermeasure." He Guiqing flipped through the manuscripts sent by the salt transport envoy Qinglian Hui Wen Chudao, Wenzhou Mansion and Wenzhou Town, and his brows were already locked: "We have been working hard in the past few years, not only to raise money and grain to help the army, but also to do a good job in the three defenses, always thinking that even if we can't get bitter and sweet, we can maintain the situation, but now that such a big thing has happened, I'm afraid that the edict that reprimands us is already on the way." ”

The current political envoy of Zhejiang, Han Chun, was born in the Han military flag with a white flag, although he was a Jinshi in the nineteenth year of Daoguang, he had no choice but to squeeze out a few words: "Futai presides over the overall situation, and everyone works together." ”

However, according to the inspector Yan Duanshu, there are some methods: "Futai, now you can only have a headache and a sore foot, and the military general in Zhejiang, with Admiral Deng Shaoliang being the best at fighting, it is better to transfer him back to pacify the red turban thief, in addition, I think there is no other way." ”

As soon as these words came out, the atmosphere of the audience froze.

After a long time, Han Chun, the political envoy, said: "Then don't you want Ningfang?" ”

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