readx;?readx; Chapter 205 Nephew, You Were Sold by Your Father

Qin Lei was speechless, he only wanted some backbones with troops, and even the generals didn't dare to be interested, what do you want him to do as a marshal? Bo Xian's farewell was naturally just a joke, and he was very satisfied with the large transaction that could be made of more than two million taels of silver. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Of course, you still have to ask what these people are used for, in case Qin Lei has too much money and burns in a panic, it's not okay to buy these people back to play with him, why can't you push your subordinates into the fire pit.

Qin Lei chuckled and said, "Lone's grandfather sent a message to say that His Majesty intends to train a new army......

Bo Xian listened to it and said with some surprise: "Now the tone of the Taiwei Mansion and the military department is to be reduced, except for the two border forbidden armies, the other armies are either withdrawn or reduced, how can the new establishment be approved?" ”

Qin Lei smiled mysteriously and said softly, "What if it is the original establishment?" ”

Bo Xian said goodbye to the twisted beard: "Then it will also be subject to the Taiwei Mansion, like our Zhennan Army, which is still the south gate of Daqin, and it is still like an angry little daughter-in-law." That mother-in-law will deduct some military pay today, install a few cronies tomorrow, and point fingers at your strategic deployment the day after tomorrow, which makes people tired of it. ”

What he means is that such an important army as ours will suffer a great toss, and it will be a ghost if you rely on your bad relationship with the Taiwei Mansion and train a new army to build it smoothly.

Qin Lei laughed and said, "What the old marshal said is very true, but King Gu believes that his father will have a way. Don't worry, you won't be insulted by your more than 200 officers. ”

Bo Xian scratched his head and said with a smile: "Yes, even if you are rich as a rich Qin man, you can't afford more than two million taels." ”

Qin Lei smiled: "Exactly." Saying that, he looked at Bo Xian with a smile, and said with a bewildered face: "Lone has a habit, every time I go out and don't spend all my money, I feel uncomfortable." Now it looks like he is going back to the Central Capital, but he still has 500,000 taels in his pocket, which is really uncomfortable. ”

Bo Xian's eyes widened, and he said vigilantly: "Say, what else do you want, it's too much." ”

Qin Lei bared his teeth and said: "Lone is to endure the pain and bleed, and give away with tears, how can the old marshal say that?" Saying that, he smiled and said, "Yang Wenyu is alone." It can be said that the price is more than gold. ”

There is a way that thousands of troops are easy to obtain, but one general is hard to find. Qin Lei's subordinates also have some talents, and when the team he sent to the Western Regions to temper comes back, Shen Qing and Gou Ji, who lead the troops, will have no problem being qualified as captains, and even the commander can barely serve as a commander. However, it is really rare for a handsome person who has a good overall view and coordination ability, especially who can perfectly implement the combat strategy formulated by his superiors, and can pick up and fill in the gaps and further improve.

The southern bandits let Qin Lei meet Yang Wenyu. This battle of being outnumbered is actually not easy to fight, because in order to cooperate with Qin Lei's political goals, it is necessary to grasp the rhythm and soothe properly, without a good view of the overall situation and the ability to control his subordinates, it cannot be done. Especially after the war, the handling and monitoring of hundreds of thousands of surrendered Maitreya disciples required excellent coordination ability and the ability to deal with complicated affairs, so as to achieve Qin Lei's "strict monitoring, scattered placement, grasp of proportion, and smooth transition." 'Sixteen-character policy, and Yang Wenyu still completed the task to the letter.

Qin Lei has only seen one such general so far, so he is bound to win. But obviously there was no second one, and he smiled nonchalantly: "Come on, we're old buddies, who doesn't know who?" When did the prince ever buy and sell the lost capital? The old man will not suffer again this time. ”

Bo Xian had already thought about it, and at that time, Qin Lei borrowed troops, and he was purely a white wolf with empty gloves. This kid didn't have a penny of silver in his pocket, so he ran to himself for a burst of clouds and mountains and fog, blew himself into a daze, took the initiative to write a deed of sale, and begged him to sign it.

This kid had the support of that piece of paper, and he suddenly became angry, and only then did he have the capital to form a revival yamen, which is said to have raised tens of millions of taels, which is equivalent to the financial and tax income of Daqin for several years. If you go back and pay your own money, it will be a drop in the bucket. This kind of good thing actually doesn't have Lao Tzu's share, and Bo Xiang has been indignant all the time.

Qin Lei had already cultivated to the finest, and with a roll of his eyes, he understood what the old man was thinking, and said with a smile: "The old marshal has underestimated me Qin Lei, how can he be the one who makes his friends suffer?" Let me tell you that in the second half of the year, Gu will set up a Qinghe Yamen to specialize in the 1,000-mile South Canal. I'm going to give you a dry share, how about it?" In fact, this was determined by Qin Lei at the beginning of the plan, but he kept tucking it and didn't tell the old man. At that time, he hadn't proven his strength, and it was a joke to say it; Second, being a man always has to leave a few points, and all the brains are poured out, which makes people despise it, and there is no such wisdom given by layering and segmentation.

Marshal Bo Xian was an old man, who had witnessed the glorious period of the canal, and as soon as he calculated in his heart, he knew that if the Qinghe Yamen could really be formed and successfully solve the problems of silting up and checkpoints, he would be able to see a lot of money in a few years. I can at least divide another million taels, and compared to this, the 500,000 taels of silver have fallen into a decimal. But Yang Wenyu is his planned successor, the future coach of the south. The general is easy to get, but a handsome is hard to find, how can you say that you will give it away?

Seeing that the old marshal was caught in a contradiction, Qin Lei was silent, smiling and waiting, the price he gave was not to be refused, although the one percent of the dry shares was originally intended for the marshal Bo Xiang.

Bo Xian's old face wrinkled into a chrysanthemum, and he said with a sad face: "How about I exchange five generals with you?" ”

Qin Lei shook his head and said, "Lone doesn't have the spare money to support those generals who can only talk about it." ”

"No discussion?" The old marshal still did not give up.

"Lone is considering reducing the dry stock to half percent." Qin Lei squinted and threatened.

"It's really embarrassing!" Bo Xian sighed and said: "The prince also knows that the old man needs money to die, but there is no handsome talent to lead the troops, and it is useless to ask for more and better warships, in the final analysis, this battle is still fought by people!" Saying that, he made up his mind and said: "Other generals don't care about you, but the old man can't find a second Yang Wenyu." ”

Qin Lei saw that the old man was so concerned about Yang Wenyu, even if he didn't want that dry stock, he didn't want to change it, and he felt that he didn't see the wrong person. Haha laughed and said: "Lone assures you that there is a day when the war really starts, Lone will definitely send Yang Wenyu south to help, this is always okay, right?" ”

Bo Xian heard Qin Lei's determination to win, and then thought of the situation in the country, he didn't want to go south in five years, or even ten years, it was better to fulfill his wish, and he could also let his generals have more experience. Thinking of this, he said in a deep voice: "As long as preparations for the war with the Chu State begin, Yang Wenyu must come back." ”

"It's a deal!" The two high-fived as an oath.

After talking about Yang Wenyu's matter, the silk baht will disappear, and the two will resume talking and laughing. Between the eyebrows flying, the old marshal asked casually: "I heard that Saiyang and the Chu family kid are very competitive." ”

Qin Lei took a sip of wine and said with a smile: "Marching, fighting, camping, and going to the village, as long as you can compare, you will compete everywhere, and I feel that as long as you don't get too hot, there is no harm." After a pause, he added slowly: "In overall comparison, Saiyang is a little stronger. "In front of the old man who loves face, he naturally wants to say a few words against his will.

Bo Xian Saiyang couldn't hide the smile on his face, toasted Qin Lei, and pretended to be reserved: "The child is just messing around, and the prince has to discipline him strictly." ”

Qin Lei sandwiched a fennel bean and drank it, and said with a smile: "Listening to the old marshal's words, do you want Saiyang to go north with Lone?" ”

Bo Xian said with a look of course: "He is my most worthless captain, who will he sell if he doesn't sell him?" ”

Qin Lei smiled bitterly: "But you took advantage of it." ”

The two talked and laughed for a while, and asked Qin Lei to take care of Bo Xianyue in the capital, for fear that his daughter would be bullied by the old Li family. Qin Lei scratched his head and said, "This, even if there is really something, it is estimated that your precious daughter will not listen to me." You can't beat it. ”

Bo Xian pulled his beard and thought for a moment, and said with a smile: "It's better for you to recognize her as a righteous sister, so that the name is justified." ”

Qin Lei frowned and exclaimed: "Old man, why do you have a bad stomach, if you recognize this righteous sister, won't you become my cheap father-in-law?" Don't! ”

Bo Xian blushed from the old man's face, knowing that his little abacus could not be done, he scratched his head and said, "Then let's bow down." ”

Qin Lei was a little stunned and said, "Will the age difference be a little big?"

Bo Xian waved his hand and said: "Men, you should be more free and easy, age is definitely not a problem." Saying that, he broke the news: "Li Hun, the eighteenth concubine of that old bastard, is three years younger than you." ”

Qin Lei just took a sip of wine, coughed violently when he heard the words, and only gasped after a while: "This is not comparable!" But considering that there was no harm in swearing to the old man, Qin Lei did not object again.

So the two of them turned on the incense burner, cut off the head of the chicken, burned yellow paper, drank blood wine, changed their names, and respectfully kowtowed three times in front of the statue of the official master, and they became brothers of the opposite sex who did not seek to be born in the same year and month, and did not seek to die in the same year and month.

"Big brother!"

"Brother!"

"Lord Wang, are you really swearing to my father?" On the way back, Bo Xian Saiyang was a little dumbfounded. Qin Lei smiled and said: "In the future, you can not call Gu the prince, you can call it uncle." ”

Bo Xiang Saiyang's eyes glared at the boss, and he shouted: "The two of us are half a year apart!" ”

Qin Lei's face was solemn, and he smiled: "Rare and strange, Li Hun's youngest son of that old bastard is ten years younger than the eldest of my family, and he still screams like his nephew and uncle?" ”

Bo Xian Saiyang felt that it made sense, scratched his head vigorously, and reluctantly shouted: "Uncle! ”

Qin Lei's mood suddenly became happy, ignoring the depressed Bo Xian Saiyang, and rode his horse forward.

Seeing that Bo Xian Saiyang was still depressed, Ma Ai, whose body had recovered, stepped forward and patted him lightly, and said with a smile: "If you suffer a loss once, you will earn justice for all generations, and there is nothing more cost-effective in the world." ”

Bo Xian Saiyang pouted and said, "It's really mysterious, but I don't feel like a loss." As he spoke, he opened his throat and shouted, "Uncle, wait for me......" and chased after him.

By the time the young uncle and nephew returned to Qingcui Villa, it was already the night of August 27, and the day after tomorrow was the day of departure.

For the rest of the day, there was an endless stream of gentry officials waiting to be summoned under the Red Mansion. Because of the time relationship, Qin Lei mostly just said a few words of warmth, cheered up, and encouraged him, but this also made those gentry officials feel great honor, and they were full of enthusiasm for a long time.

But there are a few people, and Qin Lei still has to talk about them in detail.

The first is one of Qin Lei's two spokespersons in the revival of the Yamen, the bus dealer. The bus family has a close relationship with the Shen family, and Qin Lei is unwilling to let the Shen family get involved in the affairs of the south, so he is reluctant to use the bus family from the bottom of his heart.

But the old man Shen had nothing to say about how good he was, so if the list given by the old man when he left Beijing was returned intact, it would really be a bit unsuitable, so he transferred the standing seat prepared for Manan to the bus dealer who had never met. Although the whole south knows that Xue Naiying is Qin Lei's real spokesperson, before leaving, Qin Lei still has to meet with this nominal spokesperson and have a good talk.

On the recliner on the third floor, Qin Lei was wearing a loose robe and leaning lazily. After returning to Jingzhou Mansion, it was said that he should recuperate for a while, but because the return date was approaching, there were still thousands of things to be sorted out, Qin Lei couldn't wait to treat one day as two days, and he never rested for a day at all.

Rao is his iron-beaten body, and he can't hold it anymore, not to mention that he is seven or eight pounds lighter than two months ago, and his spirit is also very poor. Ruolan and Yunshang couldn't feel distressed, and they didn't listen to him, so they had to change their ways to make him something to calm his nerves and replenish his brain, and hold on first. I look forward to getting to the ship and resting again.

Taking a sip of the thick ginseng soup, Qin Lei laughed at himself to the bus merchant who was sitting respectfully on the side: "I didn't expect that the lonely king was less than twenty, and he needed to use the ginseng soup to refresh himself." ”

The bus dealer looked about forty and ugly. Under the social atmosphere at that time, those who could come out to be in charge and become officials, even if they were not beautiful and plump, they had to look thoughtful, like this old man, the corners of his mouth were a little crooked, and his eyelids were a little drooping, not rare, but not at all.

But Qin Lei has no interest in judging people by their appearance, and he is tired of seeing beautiful men gathering together, and suddenly seeing a person who is not beautiful is indeed a little refreshing.

The bus merchant book obviously also had some inferiority, and kept his head down, only Qin Lei occasionally raised it when he asked, and his speech was still a little leaky, and he hissed: "The prince should take care of his body, drink less wine, ensure sleep, eat more light, it is really important to have a healthy body." ”

Qin Lei rubbed his temples and said with a smile: "Mr. Bus seems to have a feeling." ”

The bus dealer pouted and smiled, "The villain is too indulgent himself, he was drunk and fell down once a year ago, and he became like this after waking up." "It turns out that people are not born.

Before Qin Lei could speak, the bus merchant said with an inexplicable smile: "Thank you to the prince, if you didn't put a commonly discussed hat on the villain's head, the villain would have been ousted from the position of the head of the family." ”

Qin Lei shook his head and said: "Lone doesn't approve of judging people by their appearance, it's not up to me to say whether their appearance is good or bad, Lone is more concerned about things other than appearance." Mr. Bus is relieved though. ”

The bus merchant raised his head and looked at Qin Lei incredulously, seeing his eyes full of sincerity and friendliness, his eyes turned red, it seems that he has suffered a lot since he broke his appearance.

When he was emotionally stable and had no feeling of inferiority, he talked with Qin Lei, and answered every question of Qin Lei in a penetrating and clear manner, and what is even more rare is that he has a clear understanding of the future, and he is even bold that the south will surpass the north within five years and become the economic center of Great Qin in one fell swoop, and even a large number of southerners will enter the court as officials, completely reversing the current situation.

Qin Lei became interested, and said to the school: "Is Mr. Bus a little anxious?" Our south is full of devastation, and we will burn high incense after five years of recovery, is it a little early to surpass the north? ”

The bus merchant smiled confidently: "If the prince didn't come to the south, it would naturally be impossible; Before the revival of the yamen appeared, it was naturally impossible. But now that there is a prince, nothing is impossible. ”

Qin Lei laughed and said: "Mr. Bus is really a wonderful person, if you are asked to rebuild a mansion, such as Xiangyang, what should you do?" ”

The bus dealer's heart contracted violently a few times, he felt that his fate was about to undergo a qualitative change, cleared his throat, clenched his hands tightly, and said: "Xiangfan has developed transportation, and it has been a major transportation point since ancient times. It is known as the 'South Ship and North Horse'. And close to Luoshui, fertile fields for thousands of miles, convenient irrigation, does have the potential to become the richest state capital in Daqin. He said with a slight excitement: "As long as we lightly pay the little money and relax the restrictions on merchants, reduce their taxes, protect their enthusiasm, attract people from all over the world to settle down, and turn Xiangyang into a north-south thoroughfare, so that the world's department stores can be distributed here." Why is Xiangyang not prosperous? Talking about the strategy that he had been thinking about for a long time in his heart, he talked to Qin Lei one by one, and talked about it for half an hour.

After listening to his answer, Qin Lei slapped his hands and smiled: "Mr. Bus, do you have the courage to prove to the world that it is wrong to judge people by their appearance?"