"If that's the case......"

Many of the nobles in Andreevsky's hall breathed a sigh of relief when they heard Yin Lia's words.

They can only get information from Yin Lia, and Yin Li can only get information from Golovin.

At present, Golovin said that he resisted the Ming army's offensive in Mangazeya, so the situation should be contained, as for whether he can counterattack? That's two things.

"Even if you can't counterattack, you just need to hold the Yenisei River, Western Siberia is an important fur production area for the empire, and if it is lost, it will cost the empire millions of rubles."

A nobleman at the high table gave Yin Lia an ultimatum, and Yin Lia nodded to indicate that he understood, and at the same time he also said:

"Although Golovin blocked the offensive of the Ming army, now he only has four hundred troops and more than eight hundred fugitive expeditions."

"I suggest that the Reich transfer a thousand archery corps and two thousand Cossack cavalry from the Crimean defense line in the south to support, preferably another thousand noble cavalry."

Yin Lia's suggestion is very pragmatic, the elite troops of Tsarist Russia are not much, and it is not bad to transfer 2,000 people out of 50,000 elites, as for the Cossack cavalry, it is dispensable.

It's just that after the matter of transferring 4,000 people to support Siberia was proposed, it still made the nobles whisper.

Unlike the Ming Dynasty, which had to face the vast and uninhabited region of Central Siberia, Tsarist Russia actually had a large population in Western Siberia.

After the destruction of the Nogai Khanate and the Siberian Khanate, the two khanates had a population of nearly 200,000 under the rule of the Russians, and although most of them lived in the southern Siberian steppe, they could still send supplies to the Russian army in the north through the Ob River.

However, these places were not stable, as the Mongol tribes of the Kazakh khanate in the south, such as the Samyuz and Dzungaria, would infest them from time to time.

Therefore, the Russian garrison in the local area was basically maintained at about 400 regular troops and 800 expeditions.

It's just that with the "westward advance" of the Ming army, more than 1,500 troops and expeditions in Central Siberia and the fate of the expedition are unknown, and Golovin has transferred another 400 regular troops to the north, so the military strength in the south is a little weak.

At this time, if Dzungaria goes north, then Tsarist Russia will suffer many losses.

Therefore, it is necessary to transfer troops, but it is also necessary to consider whether the local area can support another 4,000 people while supporting the existing 1,200 expeditions and troops.

"In the south, as long as cavalry is sufficient, two thousand Cossack cavalry can prevent the Tatars from going north."

"That's right, and there is no need to send a noble cavalry corps in the north, you can increase the fifteen hundred fifteen hundred shooting corps, and let them carry twenty six-pounder guns to support Golovin."

"It should be fine."

Sending 3,500 men was already a challenge to the national strength of Tsarist Russia in the eyes of many nobles.

Since Golovin was able to hold off the invasion of the Ming army with 400 regular troops, it was obvious that he could send 1,500 shooting regiments, plus 20 six-pounder guns, to stalemate with the Ming army or launch a counterattack.

"Just follow Baron Dolgorukov's suggestion and send fifteen hundred firing regiments and twenty six-pounder guns to support Golovin, and two thousand Cossack cavalry to Tomsk and the three fortresses of Tara and Tyumen in the south."

A nobleman with a high status spoke to Yin Lia, and Yin Lia nodded when he heard this.

Immediately after that, he stopped talking, turned around and walked out of the Andreevsky Hall, and asked his guards to go to the regimental garrison in the southern Crimea region with the letter he had written to transfer troops.

By the time the Crimean Corps received the letter and began to redeploy troops, it was already 22 July, and by the time Golovin in Mangazeya received reinforcements from the rear, it was already the third day of August.

"What are you kidding???"

In the military and political chief's hall in Mangazzeya, when Golovin saw that only 3,500 people had been reinforced in the rear, and only 1,500 fifteen hundred shooting regiments had been reinforced to Mangazzeya in the north, his cold sweat broke out.

He didn't expect the nobles in the rear to trust him so much, and really felt that he was blocking the Ming army's offensive.

"The offensive ...... of the Ming army"

Thirty-six-year-old Golovin wanted to cry without tears, he looked at the dimly lit military and political chief's hall, and wanted to cry.

He just said nonsense that he had blocked the Ming army's offensive in order not to let the nobles in the rear feel incompetent, but he didn't expect the nobles in the rear to really believe him.

If he doesn't change, the situation here will expose his lies when the army of the Shooting Legion arrives in Mangazea.

The Ming army did not cross the Yenisei at all, and they stopped after conquering Central Siberia, and Golovin was glad for a long time.

Because the Ming army did not fight the Yenisei River, there was no trace of fighting around Mangazea, and as long as the army came to inspect, the situation here would be completely exposed.

In order to cope with the Shooting Corps, Golovin had to make some modifications to Mangazzea before they reached Mangazea.

"Guards!"

Thinking of the tight time, Golovin shouted outside the door, and the next second a guard also pushed open the door of the military and political chief's hall.

He looked at Golovin suspiciously, but Golovin's words in the next second made him dumbfounded.

"We took out all our gunpowder, blew some gaps in the walls, and then repaired them, and by the way, set fire to a forest in the eastern part of the city, creating traces of a camp."

"Finally, tell the people below that if you don't want to cross the Yenisei River to fight the Ming army on the other side, then tell everyone that we have been fighting with the Ming army for two months, and they have only withdrawn to the Yenisei River today because of supply problems."

"Yes, Mr. Governor!" Hearing Golovin's words, the guards hurriedly returned a military salute.

Although he was a little surprised that he was going to blow up his own city wall, the four hundred Russian soldiers in Mangazya actually knew the horror of the Ming army on the other side.

They are only here to make money as soldiers, not to really go to the battlefield to make meritorious deeds.

It is better to blow up the city wall and repair it than to fight head-on with the Ming army.

"That's right! Some Tatar prisoners were executed, and they were hanged on stakes at the city gates, saying that they were captured Ming soldiers. ”

Golovin did not forget this act of showing his bravery, and the guards hurriedly responded when they heard this, and then turned around and went about these things.

"Boom—"

An hour later, a fierce explosion was heard in Mangazea.

This change was learned of by the Ming army's Tangqi on the east bank of the Yenisei River, and they quickly reported the situation here to the city of Tuluhanks.

When the general of the Northern Army, who had just changed his guard, learned of the change, he also urgently ordered someone to send the news to the city of Yeniseisk in the south.

Unlike Tuluhanks, the city of Yeniseisk is located on the west bank of the Yenisei River, and it is also the bridgehead of the Ming army in West Siberia that Zhu Youzhen planned to send troops to take West Siberia in the future.

Therefore, this is also the only Western Siberian fortress captured by the Ming army.

As a bridgehead in the future, after changing guards with Wu Sangui, Cao Wenzhao arrived here with two battalions of soldiers and horses.

"Ignore the explosion for now, what happened to those bastions?"

Due to the fact that it was summer and the Yeniseisi Fort was too small, Cao Wenzhao was leading 6,000 soldiers and horses to expand the city at the moment.

He was wearing a military uniform, holding an axe in one hand and a message from the north in the other, and a wooden plaque was placed in front of him, on which was written a row of large characters "Lingbei General Military Office".

Obviously, he was chiseling a plaque for the yamen of his general military palace, and in front of him, after riding over the sending letter pond, what appeared in front of him was a hot scene.

More than 4,000 cavalrymen of the Northern Army dismounted and became carpenters and masons, and while the weather was still hot, they kept cutting down wood, piecing together wooden walls, and pouring some cement and sand and gravel.

If the time is fast, a cement wall eight feet high and six feet thick will appear here in half a month.

Such a concrete wall is 800 steps long and is closely connected to the walls of Yeniseisk City, which has been renamed Lingbei City.

The cement was supplied by Modong Province, and a boatload of cement was transported to Hanbei City via Heilongjiang, and then by land to Lake Baikal, and from Lake Baikal to this place by water.

In three months, Modong Province barely transported 30 tons of cement to this place, although it was relatively small, but it was enough for the Ming army to expand Lingbei City.

After this circle of concrete walls is encircled, at least they can spend a relatively warm winter here.

However, it is more or less unrealistic to want to station 9,000 people in this Lingbei for a long time, so Cao Wenzhao is ready to transfer back a battalion of soldiers and horses after taking all the fortresses, leaving only two battalions of 6,000 soldiers and horses to be stationed in Lingbei.

Now he inquired about the siege of the fortresses, also in preparation for the transfer of troops and horses to the south.

In this regard, a staff general standing beside him said: "The general army has been captured, and more than 600 people tried to go out of the city to fight, but they were killed by our army, and there are more than 900 captured Rakshasa ghosts. ”

"Let's cut them all." Cao Wenzhao replied absentmindedly, obviously he didn't intend to let the Rakshasa Ghost who had already seen the power of the rifle survive.

For his words, the general also smiled and responded, after all, the dead Rakshasa people are counted as beheadings, and the reward issued by the Governor's Mansion is ten taels.

These more than 900 people are more than 9,000 taels of silver, and the northern army and the eastern army sent troops this time have a total of 12,000 people, counting the more than 600 people who were killed before, each brother can take one tael, and the extra ones are basically the generals.

This time the troops are not dangerous, because the Rakshasa people's combat power is too weak, and the strength is on the way.

Rushing for a month's journey and taking a tael of silver, they really wish to come a few more times for this kind of good thing.

"Don't worry about the affairs in the north, anyway, as long as the Rakshasas don't take the initiative to attack, we will ignore them for the time being."

"The imperial court has already sent more than 20,000 people north to Lingbei, and I still have to distribute them, you hang up my plaque, don't break it."

Cao Wenzhao stood up, and the general also responded with a smile, obviously they didn't take Golovin and the others seriously.

If it weren't for logistics, I'm afraid they would have drunk the Maural Mountains.

Cao Wenzhao walked to his general military mansion, and the capital, which was nearly four thousand miles away, was also very lively.

After the time entered August, the railways advanced for hundreds of miles, so more abundant products began to appear in the capital through the railways.

In August, you can not only eat fresh lychees and peaches, but also a lot of fruits and vegetables.

For the people, the most intuitive feeling is that the price of goods has become cheaper, but for the officials, they feel the undercurrent surging under the peaceful scene.

On August 15, Zhu Youzhen, who had rested for five months longer than agreed, returned to the capital.

Because it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, the streets were filled with many stalls selling mooncakes, and Zhu Youzhen's family, who were riding in a carriage, did not return to the Qi Palace, but rushed to the Forbidden City for a banquet after getting off the train.

I heard that Zhu Youxiao, who had returned from Zhu Youzhen, specially held a family banquet, so Zhu Youzhen and the others had to go to the Forbidden City for dinner tonight before they could go home.

"It's so lively, and things are a lot cheaper......"

On the carriage, Zhou Sujie looked at the vendors outside the window, and when she crossed the street and waited for the guardrail to be lowered, she saw some wooden signs with prices in front of the stalls, and couldn't help but be a little surprised.

The wine that used to be fifty wen a pound was reduced to twenty wen a catty, and some moon cakes in the twenties were also reduced to more than ten wen.

You must know that on the train, Zhou Sujie saw all the scenes of drought on the way back, but after returning to the capital, the feeling of drought seemed to disappear, and the entire capital became prosperous because of the train.

He sighed in the carriage, while Zhu Youzhen sat next to him with a copy of "Daming Daily" and read the newspaper quietly.

After a while, the railing of the road was lowered, and the carriage continued towards the Forbidden City.

It seemed that the contents of the newspaper had been read, Zhu Youzhen put the newspaper aside, and followed Zhou Sujie to look out the window.

Compared to when they set off, the capital seemed a little hot, but even so, there were still many people on the streets.

The sidewalks on both sides of the road were crowded with people, and when passing by an imperial store, Zhu Youzhen deliberately asked people to stop.

He asked Zhou Sujie to sit in the car, and he took Lu Yuangao to the inside of the imperial store.

Not surprisingly, there were a lot of people shopping in the imperial store, and many of them were gathered in the bicycle cargo area, just because today is the day when the bicycles are loaded.

There is no shortage of wealthy people in a prosperous city like Beijing, and two-wheeled bicycles and recently four-wheeled bicycles are a symbol of their status, while three-wheeled bicycles are basically bought by the common people.

Zhu Youzhen looked at it a few times, and then walked to the grain area and took a look at the grain price here.

Perhaps because the train was constantly transporting grain north, the price of rice in the capital was slightly cheaper than in other places in Beizhili.

Under the situation that the average price of rice in Beizhili is four wen a catty, the price of rice in the capital is only three wen.

Looking at the price of rice, even Lu Yuangao couldn't help but sigh: "In this capital, not only is the wage higher than other places, but the price is also lower than other places, which is really ......."

For a while, he didn't know what to say, for fear that he would say something bad and make Zhu Youzhen unhappy.

However, Zhu Youzhen was not so sensitive, and he said instead of Lu Yuangao:

"It is a fact that wages are high and prices are low, but the bulk of people's lives is not in these areas, mainly in the rent."

Saying that, Zhu Youzhen took Lu Yuangao out of the imperial store and looked at the "tooth shop sign" at the door.

The signboard of the dental store includes various information such as renting a car, renting a house, buying a house, buying a land, etc., and there is a clerk in charge of introducing them next to it.

When encountering information that they want to know, people can ask the clerk, and the clerk will come and introduce it.

But as long as the people don't speak, the clerk won't come, after all, there are a lot of people who see the excitement, and some people just look at it, and if everyone introduces it, one clerk is not enough at all.

Zhu Youzhen looked at the billboard, because this imperial store is the imperial store in Huanghuafang in the inner city, so its notice board also has some housing rental and sales information near the imperial store.

The location of Huanghuafang is not bad, so the rent and housing prices are relatively high.

[The third lane of Lumi Lane, Huanghuafang, three small courtyards, annual rent of four taels of silver]

[The second lane of Wuxue Lane, Huanghuafang, a small courtyard with three points and four houses, the price is thirty taels of silver]

After a simple look at the rental and sales information, Zhu Youzhen can probably understand the housing prices in the inner city.

"What is the price of labor in the capital? Has it risen? ”

After a brief look, Zhu Youzhen walked towards the carriage and asked Lu Yuangao at the same time.

In this regard, Lu Yuangao shook his head: "It's still thirty Wen, and it hasn't risen." ”

"Thirty Texts...... Not bad. Zhu Youzhen bowed his head slightly and calculated the price a little.

If an adult man only consumes ten wen a day and insists on going to work every day, he will be able to buy a small courtyard with four rooms in the inner city in about four years.

If it's an outer city, it only takes about two years to buy such a yard.

In general, the housing prices in the Ming Dynasty were generally affordable and cheap, and the most expensive housing prices in the ancient dynasties were the two Song Dynasty.

A courtyard of the same size, if it is placed in the inner city of Bianliang in the Northern Song Dynasty, the price is at least 1,000 yuan, and only the salary of the strength of the Lifu in Bianliang in the Northern Song Dynasty is only 30 Wen per day, which is the same as the Lifu of the Ming Dynasty.

If a Lifu wants to buy a small courtyard in the inner city of Bianliang in the Song Dynasty, he needs to go without eating or drinking for a hundred years.

If you are a literate scholar who copies books for others every day, it will take forty years.

This kind of courtyard is still bought by the common people and small officials and officials, and if it is a house with a better location and a slightly larger area, the price is basically not less than 6,000 yuan.

Even great writers like Ouyang Xiu and Su Che need to rent a house for more than ten years before they can save money to buy an ordinary house.

Compared with the housing prices in the Song Dynasty, the housing prices in the Ming Dynasty can be described as cheap as mustard.

Lifu is basically illiterate, if he is a literate person, he can basically do some errands, and his daily salary is fifty Wen, and the speed of buying a house is faster.

Thinking so, Zhu Youzhen looked at the people shopping with smiling faces around him, he also smiled, and then got into the carriage.

Zhou Sujie waited for him for a while, so she was also curious about what was interesting, and couldn't help but ask him after he got in the car.

Zhu Youzhen talked about the price of rice, wheat, vegetables and fruits, then talked about the price of houses, and finally talked about the people's wages.

For Zhou Sujie, these things are very common, except for lamenting the cheap prices of vegetables, fruits, rice and wheat, he does not feel that cheap housing prices are worth discussing.

Because not only in the capital, it can be said that anywhere in the Ming Dynasty, the house is not a luxury.

Zhou Sujie's ancestral home is Wu County in Suzhou Prefecture, and the housing prices in Wu County are higher than those in the capital.

But even so, the people of Wu County have never worried about buying a house.

In her opinion, it is normal for housing prices to be cheap, and naturally she will not understand why Zhu Youzhen lamented that the price of houses is cheap.

However, in order to promote the relationship, she still chatted with Zhu Youzhen about this issue, and it was not until the carriage stopped at the Donghua Gate of the Forbidden City that the two ended the topic.

The family got out of two carriages, and at the door, they also saw Yuan Xifei, Zhu Cihuan, Zhu Cican, Zhu Yujiao, Zhu Yuanyuan and more than ten other people who had not seen them for a long time.

"Daddy!"

As soon as they saw Zhu Youzhen, the six young Zhu Cican and Zhu Cihuan ran over, hugged him and grabbed Zhu Youzhen's hand.

To be honest, too many children will always make Zhu Youzhen sometimes unable to recognize everything, but he still tries to hold every child as much as possible.

"Your Highness, the concubine will go back to the house to rest first."

Zhou Sujie suddenly spoke, which made Zhu Youzhen stunned for a moment, but he also reacted.

Although Zhou Sujie has been with him for more than eight months, in the final analysis, she is Concubine Ping after all, and it stands to reason that she will definitely not be able to enter the palace.

It's better for her to go back and rest, and if she gets angry in the palace, she can't say much.

"You go back first, Brother Hong'er will say goodbye to his mother."

Zhu Youzhen hugged Zhu Cihong, and Zhu Cihong, who understood that his mother could not enter the palace, seemed to be a little depressed.

He raised his hand listlessly to say goodbye, and then watched Zhou Sujie close the door with his own eyes, and then the carriage also drove away from Donghua Gate.

Zhu Youzhen hugged Zhu Cihong and took a large family to sit on the elephant chariot.

As soon as the elephant entered the Forbidden City, the Flying Bear Guards who were responsible for guarding the Forbidden City bowed and sang: "King Qi Chitose ......"

Although such a voice did not spread far, it was also heard by some officials on duty in the Wenhua Palace.

The officials who heard the words "King Chitose of Qi" walked out of the Wenhua Hall one after another, and then saw the elephant wheel that only the prince could ride on the square in front of the Wenhua Palace.

"Hu ......" saw King Qi return to Beijing, and many officials breathed a sigh of relief.

Bi Ziyan, as the new head of the cabinet, even if he can handle state affairs at the moment, even when he saw Zhu Youzhen's return, he couldn't help but feel that the stone in his heart had fallen to the ground.

In the eyes of an old minister like him, who has gone through the three dynasties, Zhu Youzhen can be described as a god needle of the sea, and if he is there, the capital will not be in chaos.

They watched King Qi's elephant chariot pass by the Wenhua Palace, and the smile on their faces had not been withdrawn, and the next second it became stiff.

As they looked at the Qi King Elephant Rim, a silver "lightning" appeared in their sight.

Many officials immediately turned around and left, and even Bi Ziyan couldn't help but be a little dissatisfied.

But no matter how dissatisfied they are, it's useless, because this Forbidden City belongs to someone else's family.

"Uncle Qi! Uncle Qi Wang! ”

When Zhu Ciran, who was riding a bicycle, appeared on the side of the elephant chariot, Zhu Youzhen, who heard the sound, also looked over.

When he saw Zhu Ciran's appearance, he couldn't help but twitch the corners of his eyes.

What he couldn't hold back was not that Zhu Ciran had become black and thin, but what was on the back frame of Zhu Ciran.

The book played by the important ministers was tied to the back shelf by Zhu Ciran at random like toilet paper.

Those who know can find that it is a song, and those who don't know think that Zhu Ciran just went to the imperial store to buy goods.

At this moment, Zhu Youzhen only felt a headache......