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The elite of the Proton Army was killed, and the others became toothless tigers, clawless eagles, no longer a threat, but fat pigs running all over the ground!

That's right, Wang Ningan once got a reward, that is, killing an enemy soldier is equivalent to saving a sum of money in the bank, and you can get 30% interest every year.

At the beginning, some people thought that the interest rate was set too high, but in fact, when the economy was developing rapidly and money was relatively scarce, investing ten times of money could not be doubled in a year, which was considered incompetent!

Many of the businesses done by the Royal Bank are supported by the imperial court, and they are all profitable, and they are still making a lot of money.

Every year, 30% of the interest is paid to the meritorious soldiers, which is not difficult at all, and it is still very profitable.

As for ordinary soldiers, killing the enemy is equivalent to saving, which is a unique good thing.

They just know that the more they kill, the greater the credit.

The Tanguts were defeated and scattered, and they were all money bags that could run!

Even Wang Shao's eyes were red, his family was not rich, he went to Beijing to take the exam, and he still borrowed money, if he could cut off a few heads, he would immediately have money to spend.

He was eager to try, but Wang Ningan coughed, "Zichun, I advise you to catch it alive." ”

Wang Shao was stunned for a moment, "My lord, doesn't the imperial court record merit according to the head?" It's too much work to catch a job, and if you catch a job and watch it, you can't do anything else. ”

"But the living can be returned to Western Xia."

Wang Shao still hasn't understood, what is he doing for Xixia well, is it cheap?

Wang Ningan rolled his eyes, I have to make it clear!

"What's the Proton Army? Many of the people in it are either rich or expensive, in order to deal with them, 50,000 yuan of cement alone was used, when did I ever do a loss-making business? ”

Wang Shao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Wang Ning'an still wanted to knock on the bamboo pole of Xixia, Lord Wang, there is really you!

immediately turned his head and rushed to the proton army everywhere, shouting loudly, all the officers, the leaders, don't let go, they will be caught alive!

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I can't figure out why the heavy cavalry of the Wang Jiajun fell from the sky.

In fact, there is nothing difficult, a muddy swamp wants to stop Wang Ning'an, it is like a dream.

He asked for 5 days of kung fu before a decisive battle.

During this time, Wang Ningan mobilized the people of Gyeongju and transported tens of thousands of stones of cement.

After arriving in the southeast direction of Pingrong Village, I first found the locals, don't look at the danger of the swamp, the locals still have some methods. They told Wang Jiajun that as long as they found a place where the grass roots were entrenched in the swamp, they could support the weight of a person, but if they wanted to let the brigade of cavalry pass, it would definitely not work.

Knowing this, there is a way to do it immediately.

Let the people go and cut the grass and collect the planks.

The doors and windows of the surrounding people's houses, and even the coffins and wooden cabinets were all moved out.

First, the two narrow roads were paved with wooden planks, and then the mat made of cattails was laid in the middle, and the most crucial step was to sprinkle cement on top of the grass.

The water seeps out through the grass and meets the cement, quickly condensing, and after about a day, it becomes something harder than stone!

This trick is not Wang Ning'an's foolishness, he remembers that there are examples of war in later generations, the difference is that the helicopter is used to sprinkle cement, and after sprinkling, the swamp becomes a hard rock, and the tank can easily pass through.

Wang Ningan didn't have a helicopter, and he didn't have cement with such good performance, but fortunately, there was plenty of time, and the Xixia people lacked preparation.

It took 4 nights and 30 long cement roads to finally be paved.

When it was time for the decisive battle, the Wang army stepped on the cement road and went straight to the rear of Pingrong Village, killing the proton army by surprise.

Wu Zang carried forward desperately organized a counterattack, waw wow scream, carrying a knife, to cut down those retreating soldiers, but no matter how he tossed, it was useless.

Wang Jiajun was indomitable, and after cutting the proton army, he turned around and attacked again.

Charging back and forth three times, cutting the proton army into small pieces, and then the follow-up seed army surrounded the proton army one after another. Like eating dumplings, the fatigue of many days was swept away, and the soldiers' motivation skyrocketed, on the contrary, the proton army was completely wilted, and many of them threw down their weapons and surrendered directly, of course, there were some stubborn ones.

If it weren't for the capture, the battle might have ended in an hour or two.

Who made Wang Ningan greedy for money, especially wanting to knock on Xixia. Everyone could only work hard, and the battle lasted for a day. A total of 3,500 proton soldiers were killed, more than 5,000 people were captured, and after taking Pingrong Village, they immediately pounced on Pingqiang Village.

Soon, all the Western Xia people and horses south of Hengshan were swept away.

The chaos brought by the Cui family has finally come to an end.

Wang Ningan quickly asked people to report Zhao Zhen's victory.

What is Uncle Zhao doing at this time?

He was waiting anxiously, standing in front of the Daqing Palace, walking around over and over again, constantly gearing up. He really wanted to rush out, but the rules of the court were like this, as the Ninety-Five Supreme, he could only wait here.

Finally, a sharp voice came.

"The Queen Mother has arrived!"

"The Queen Mother has arrived!"

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One after another, it reached the Daqing Palace, and Zhao Zhen's old face finally smiled.

Counting on his fingers, it took more than two years before and after leaving Beijing to tour the north, recovering Youzhou, and rushing from Youzhou to Xijing.

Zhao Zhen misses his wife and children all the time, of course, his son is more important!

At the beginning, the little guy was only two years old, and he could speak for a short time, but now he is only 5 years old, and the child grows up fast, and I don't know if he still remembers his father......

God, His Majesty the Emperor is worried.

I have to say that Zhao Zhen regards his son more than anything else. Just by the name given to his son, you can see the clues.

The little guy's name is Zhao Zongyuan, the emperor and the queen of heaven, what a hope, the whole country is pressed on his shoulders, it's really Alexander!

The little prince did not have the head of the prince, but was a little thin, with a pair of black eyes, looking around carefully, his hand tightly grasping Queen Cao, and he didn't dare to let go for a moment.

Empress Cao patted the back of her son's little hand and pulled him to see Zhao Zhen.

The little prince followed suit, bowed to Zhao Zhen, and said in a milky voice: "The son has seen his father!" ”

With this sentence, Zhao Zhen's heart melted!

"My son is so old!"

Zhao Zhen was excited, and held the little prince in his arms, the little guy was a little scared and wanted to cry, but he didn't have the courage, so he could only flatten his mouth and look at Chu Chu pitifully.

Empress Cao couldn't stand it anymore, "Sage, let them take the emperor down and wash up, they are tired after walking such a long way." ”

"Okay-Zitong, you should also take care of the emperor, he is used to you!"

Empress Cao hesitated, and Zhao Zhen said, "It's okay, I'll wait for you." ”

Queen Cao secretly sighed that her husband, for the sake of her son, even ignored any rules. She took Zhao Zongyuan down. Almost half an hour, I returned to the Daqing Hall again.

For the first time, Empress Cao took a closer look at this majestic hall.

Due to the use of cement pillars, the load-bearing pillars of the main hall broke through the limit and reached an astonishing 12 zhang, which is solemn in addition to being majestic.

No matter what kind of building, as long as it's big enough, it's shocking.

In the hall that can accommodate 5,000 people, Empress Cao was very amazed, and Zhao Zhen was proud.

"Zitong, the harem is still under construction, you have to come over, specially assigned it, the emperor's east palace and your palace have been completed first, I will take you over to see, if there is anything you are not satisfied with, let me do it below."

Empress Cao smiled slightly, "Sage, the emperor is still young, let him live in the East Palace immediately, my heart as a mother is not comfortable, it is better to let him be by my side, and take care of it." ”

Zhao Zhen saw that Empress Cao's expression was not very good, he was worried in his heart, and hurriedly asked, "Zitong, could it be that the emperor made you worry?" ”

"Alas!"

Empress Cao sighed, "The concubine is old, the emperor's womb is weak, at a young age, she was poisoned, she grew up later than other children, and she often got sick, but fortunately, Mr. Qian took care of her, so she could be safe and sound." In the past two years, Mr. Su has been enlightened, and the emperor has not recognized many words in a few years, and Mr. Su does not dare to care, and the concubine really doesn't know what to do. ”

Which parent doesn't want their children to be smart and studious, especially royal, even if there is no competition, they dare not relax. And Empress Cao is still selfish, after all, the emperor is old, and she is also worried that Zhao Zhen will leave suddenly, and there will be no one to support their mother and son.

The Great Song Dynasty is rich in prodigies, five or six years old, who can compose poems, smash cylinders, and even tell books...... Empress Cao listened too much.

Don't talk about others, Su Laoquan, that is the master of the little prince, the three children of the Su family, all of them are human spirits, only a few years old, realistic and omnipotent.

The little prince is five years old, and he is not very literate, even three hundred thousand, and he can't memorize the poems of the prodigy.

"Your Majesty, concubine, isn't Mr. Su's ability not good?"

Zhao Zhen hurriedly shook his head, and couldn't even cry or laugh.

"The two boys in Su Qing's family have long known that a few years ago, in the Golden Palace, Su Shi's literary brilliance even surpassed that of the champion, the origin of family learning, and Su Qing's ability to teach children, which is well known."

"Then, why can't you teach it well...... Empress Cao suddenly thought of a possibility, "Could it be that the emperor was poisoned a few years ago and left the root of the disease?" In a hurry, tears flowed for a long time, making Zhao Zhen cry.

He beckoned, called the little prince to his side, and reached out to hold the little guy in his arms.

"Zitong, if Su Qing can't do it, he will have to wait for Wang Qing, he is the master I set early!"

When Empress Cao heard this, she suddenly stopped her sad voice, "Sage, the concubine also means this, let Lord Wang teach the emperor, it is appropriate!" ”

"Oh? How so? ”

Empress Cao said with a smile: "The sage doesn't know, our emperor is a few months older than Gouya'er, Jing Xiu took that kid into the palace to play, it is very provoking a child he likes, and our emperor is also willing to play with him." ”

Zhao Zhen was stunned, and Queen Cao hurriedly smiled: "Gouya'er is the nickname of Wang Ning'an's son, you say that such an elegant person is interesting enough, it is difficult for children to support, and it is not a cheap name, and there is no tuba until now." But this dog's tooth is amazing! He can memorize hundreds of poems, and he is also strong and smart. ”

mentioned his little friend, Zhao Zongyuan finally spoke, and said timidly: "Dogtooth, I want to play with Dogtooth!" ”

The son finally made a request, and Uncle Zhao instantly bloomed, without even hesitating, and said directly: "Cheng, I will call Wang Qing when I turn around." ”