486 Great irony
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Kang looked at the nearest Du and Liu, as well as the Paradigm Wang and so on, and had a little bottom in his heart.
"What Futai said is really very correct, we are blessed by the country, and we are now relying on the army of the imperial court to maintain safety, in case the Mongolian Tartars come in, this situation will be terrible, no matter what you say, my Kang clan is out of this grain today!"
Kang's took the lead in expressing his position, which Mei Guozhen didn't expect, and he was very happy and hurriedly praised Kang's master: "Kang's is so well aware of righteousness, after this matter, I will definitely go to the court and reward Kang's!" ”
The head of the Kang family hurriedly stood up and said, "It is within our duty to share worries for the country, we should do this, come on!" Get the food stamps! ”
Immediately, a family member came to Kang's with a plate, and the dark green grain stamp of Kang's master picked it up.
"Futai, we businessmen all know that we must put food in a safe place, easy to take, and easy to manage, so we got such a grain stamp, and take grain from the ticket, we can take it inside and outside the city, as long as there is a place where there is a grain shop of the Kang family, we can take it, be careful, not respectful."
Kang smiled and smiled, looking harmless to humans and animals, and handed the food stamps to Mei Guozhen's posthumous servant.
"Fifty stones of new rice grain, be careful, please accept it from Futai, it is all a donation, and there is no need to return it."
After Kang finished speaking, he sat back in his seat, looking calm and relaxed, while Mei Guozhen's complexion suddenly changed sharply, and he took the food stamps and looked at them, and sure enough, it was fifty stones!
He thought he had read it wrong and heard it wrong!
"Since this arrogant boss has made a move, then we can't lag behind, right? Futai, I, Du, also donated 40 stone of grain! ”
"To contribute to the country, my Liu family can't be willing to live behind, Futai, my Liu family also donated forty stone rice grain, be careful, and please don't be too little to Futai."
"Then I, Zhang's family, donate thirty stone rice grain!"
"My Wang family also donated thirty stone rice grain!"
"I, the Li family, donated twenty stone rice grains!"
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The house full of wealthy gentry and merchants donated a total of 540 stone rice grain, totaling 100,000 catties of rice grain.
Mei Guozhen's hands were trembling.
On the bright side, the garrison of Datong Town had more than 85,400 people, but this was on the bright side, and the corruption of the military town began in the late Yongle period, and the combination of defending and defending the town also began to deteriorate from that time.
The cantonment system exists in name only, and a large number of guards have fled, some of the guards still have seventy percent of the troops, and the almost ones have only two or three percent, and there are even some who have no one.
Datong Town is an important border town, which has always attracted attention, so the officers did not dare to lie too much, Rao is so, the total number of troops is only more than 60,000, and the available soldiers are only less than 50,000, so it is good, and the situation of some other military towns is even worse.
Datong Town has a famous general Ma Gui sitting in the town, and there is Ma Gui's family Ding army Cangtou Army as the main force, the situation is a little better, Rao is so, Ma Gui can only ensure that his main force is full, and most of the remaining soldiers are still not full.
A soldier needs about two catties of grain a day, and the 100,000 catties of rice donated by these rich gentry seem to be a lot, but in fact, it is only enough for the soldiers of Datong to eat for one day, even before, Mei Guozhen gave the third lady 500 stone of grain squeezed out of his teeth.
These rich gentry actually only took 500 stone of grain out to embarrass people?
Mei Guozhen couldn't believe his eyes.
He never imagined that when a national disaster was approaching and the lives of these people were threatened, they would still only pluck a hair!
Ma Gui was also pale when he looked at it on the side, although he didn't say a word or say a word, but under the tablecloth, his fists as big as two sandbags were already clenched tightly.
A stack of food stamps was placed in front of Mei Guozhen, and he looked at it like this, and looked at it like this.
Looking at it, he suddenly felt that this was a great irony, a great irony for him.
He knew that these were hungry ghosts who ate people and didn't spit out bones, but why did he still have a glimmer of hope for them? Knowing that these scum scum who will not spit out if they eat it would rather die than give a penny, why do they still have illusions about them?
At this moment, the comparison between the personal gifts they gave to themselves and the military rations given to the Ming Dynasty seemed extremely ironic, and the sarcastic Mei Guozhen wanted to laugh.
So he burst out laughing.
"Hahahahaha! Hahahahaha! Aha ”
Seeing Mei Guozhen suddenly laughing, a room full of squires and wealthy families were very puzzled.
"Why are you laughing?"
Kang's second monk was a little confused, and thought that Mei Futai's delirium was delirious.
"Hahahaha, don't panic if you're in charge, don't panic everyone, the official just thought of something funny, hahahahaha!"
"I don't know Futai, what's so funny?"
Mei Guozhen stopped laughing, looked at the Kang family with a strange expression, and looked at him uncomfortable.
"100,000 stone rice grain, the official has to eat it for 5,000 days to eat it alone, about more than ten years, but this thing is not eaten by the official alone, this is to be eaten by more than 60,000 people in the Datong garrison, and it is also eaten by those Tumuts outside the Guan, and it can be eaten in half a day.
Look at these boxes of precious calligraphy, calligraphy and painting cultural relics and antiques, the price is ridiculously high, right? If this officer sells these things and converts them into silver taels, I am afraid that he will be able to buy enough food for 60,000 soldiers and all the food needed by the Tumut Department outside Cyprus for a winter, right? ”
Mei Guozhen faded his smile, stood up, stood next to the pile of gifts, and pointed to the pile of gifts with one hand.
"These are what you honor to me Mei Guozhen alone, they are worth a lot of money, they can be called sky-high, if I Mei Guozhen collects and sells them, the silver taels will be obtained, even if they sit on the mountain and do nothing, they will not even spend it on their grandchildren."
Then Mei Guozhen held up the food stamps totaling 540 stones.
"These, these five hundred and forty stone grains, are the filial piety of you, the people of the Ming Dynasty, who are deeply favored by the country, to the Ming Dynasty! It's only enough for 60,000 garrisons to eat for one day, and everyone may not be able to eat enough! ”
Mei Guozhen stretched out his hand and pointed to the north again.
"Just to the north, just a few dozen miles outside the pass, for our Ming Dynasty to block the disaster for more than ten years, I don't know how many soldiers have been saved by the Tumut Department is starving and freezing over there, in the pass, in front of you, the 60,000 soldiers who guard the safety of you and the entire Shanxi are also starving and freezing.
And you, drinking wine, listening to small songs, little ladies playing, eating small meat, the days are very refreshing, very refreshing! You don't want to think about it, if Datong is broken and Yanmen Pass is lost, can you still live a comfortable life here. ”
With that, Mei Guozhen threw those food stamps on the ground.
"If Datong is lost, I, Mei Guozhen, will kill myself when the city is broken to thank the world! What's the use of you giving me Mei Guozhen's endless silver in these three lifetimes! Ma Zongbing! Walk! ”
Mei Guozhen angrily glanced at the "old people" who were "deeply favored by the country" and left quickly, without any attachment.