Three days later, Jingshi, outside the Desheng Gate.

The trumpeters and suona players wearing red and green worked hard outside the city, holding gongs and drums and firecrackers.

Yuan Chonghuan was in the front, He Kegang and Zu Dashou were in the back, and hanging behind were more than a dozen personal soldiers, escorting four or five prisoners.

The soldiers still kept their swords and armor on their bodies, but the three Liaozhen generals changed their armor and wore red robes and loyal crowns.

Yuan Chonghuan looked at the crowded crowd around him and the band behind him, and instinctively felt a little too vulgar and noisy.

With a smile, he asked the official of the Ministry of Rites who was guiding in front of him, "This brother, whose idea is this ceremony?" It's really hilarious. ”

The official sighed, "These are the will of the palace. Finally, we were able to hold a big gift for prisoners, and we also wanted to do it in a grand way. ”

"Who knew that the plan was rejected as soon as it was launched, and it was said that the one in the palace wanted to spend the money on the blade. It is said that instead of making money at the ceremony, it is better to distribute the silver directly to the towns and heroes. ”

"So these artists?" Yuan Chonghuan was thoughtful.

"It's all randomly found from surrounding villages and towns, and it doesn't cost anything. In this life, it is also a blessing to be able to give them blowing and blowing at the noon gate of the Beijing Division. ”

Yuan Chonghuan smiled.

It turned out that although Liaozhen did not completely block the return route of Jianzhou's retreat, it was a big victory.

Chongzhen ordered He Rupet, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, to organize a ceremony to sacrifice prisoners at noon, which could be regarded as an end to the changes that had been made.

The sacrifice of prisoners was originally focused on celebrating victory and rallying people's hearts.

On the details, the soldiers of Liaozhen didn't care.

Suddenly, he seemed to think of something, "Imperial court, is you so short of money?" ”

The official of the Ministry of Rites glanced at him, "In order to prepare for the war, the money has been spent like water in the past few months. Tongzhou's military quarters are piled up. ”

"After the military salary is paid, there is no money, this is all the gold and silver of His Majesty's inner treasury."

Yuan Chonghuan's body was shocked.

The periphery of Liaozhen was crowded with citizens watching the excitement.

Although they were instinctively a little afraid of the Liaozhen soldiers with a murderous aura, they had nothing to be polite to the hapless captives behind them.

What rotten eggs, rotten vegetable leaves, throwing at these people in bursts.

"Enough!" One of the soldiers opened his eyes and scolded, "These people will be dedicated to the Holy One later." ”

Frightened by this, the citizens immediately calmed down a lot.

But there were still people pointing at Yuan Chonghuan and whispering.

"Isn't that Inspector Yuan? Last time, I saw him being cut by a thousand knives! ”

"Your news is too ill-informed, that time it was an unfilial son, it was our saint who saw through the Jurchens' anti-plot and planned it."

"Oh, those Tartars still use counter-plots, huh?"

"That's not it, it was Jiang Gan's plan to steal books in the Three Kingdoms, and the Tartars deliberately let the captured eunuch overhear that Inspector Yuan was their internal response, and put the eunuch back. When the emperor heard this, he became angry, and then sent Inspector Yuan to prison. ”

"Who would have thought that our emperor was wise and martial, and he could see at a glance that this was a counter-plan, so he simply came to the scene and planned to send Yuan Inspector to lead the Guanning Iron Cavalry to pretend to rout, but in fact, he copied their back road and destroyed all their four banners."

"Don't talk big, there are only eight flags in the Tartars."

"Can I lie to you? What is Eight Flags? Inspector Yuan uses soldiers like gods, with a mouthful of eight-eyed eyes, and there are eight warriors, eight brave generals, and eight strong generals under the seat, making good use of a Zhuge Eight Array Diagram. ”

"Look, four more will be killed in the autumn, and the tartars will be like grasshoppers after the autumn, and they won't last long."

Listening to the discussions of the people behind him, and feeling their expressions of envy and admiration, Yuan Chonghuan's face did not have any waves.

The experience between life and death made him a lot more mature than the Yuan Inspector who shouted "Five Years of Pingliao" in Beijing and took over Shang Fang's sword and left.

When I came to the noon gate, it had been cleared and guarded in advance by the honor guard of the Beijing camp, but it was a lot more spacious.

Yuan Chonghuan stepped forward, only to see that Man Gui, Li Shouqi, Hou Shilu, Sun Zushou and others were already waiting here.

"Inspector Yuan!" Seeing that Yuan Chonghuan would become a celebrity next to the emperor again, all the generals took the initiative to come forward to salute.

Yuan Chonghuan didn't have the arrogance he had before, and took care of everyone kindly, but found that Man Gui was on the side, his face was very stiff, and he wanted to come over but didn't dare to come over.

Yuan Chonghuan smiled, took the initiative to step forward, and patted Man Gui on the shoulder.

"Are you still alive?"

"I won't die if all of you guys die." Man Gui retorted without thinking.

The two froze at first, then burst into laughter.

The brothers are here, and they meet with a smile and a grudge.

In the face of the huge shadow of Jianzhou, the previous battle between the two was nothing.

However, at this kind of ceremony, everyone did not have the opportunity to communicate too much.

The head of the Ministry of Rites came and guided the group of warriors to stand obediently and wait for the arrival of the emperor.

After a while, the canopy appeared, and Chongzhen wore an embroidered gown and a winged crown, and slowly walked out.

After reading a long and tasteless list of expressions, and performing the ceremony of sacrificing prisoners like a monkey, it was finally the turn to receive the reward.

Three carriages approached amid the exclamations of onlookers in the distance.

Immediately, there were soldiers from the Beijing camp, unloading one large box after another, totaling as many as fifty or sixty.

The protocol officer immediately rewarded the generals for their meritorious deeds.

Standing at the forefront are Yuan Chonghuan and Man Gui.

followed by Li Shouqi, Hou Shilu and several others.

What stands out is that there is an old farmer at the end of the team.

Although he deliberately changed into neat clothes, his stiff back was still incompatible with other military attachés wearing brocade robes.

Although the onlookers were stopped by the guards, it did not prevent them from discovering this spot.

"Wow, what do you think that old man is?"

"Could it be the general's family?"

"I don't think it's like it, you see they greet each other, and they don't bring this old man."

"What do you know, I know him, he is the brother-in-law of my second aunt's neighbor, and he is the Lizheng of Daxing Zhangwang Village."

"And what is his background?"

"There is no background, it is said that when General Mangui returned to Beijing to support, they also drove their own ox carts up and shouted."

"That's it? What is this? ”

At this moment, the guards opened the chest, and the shining silver immediately attracted the attention of more people.

It's all silver! Sixty chests of silver!

The people who stood and watched the excitement immediately turned red, they had never seen so much money in their lives.

Chongzhen walked in front of the meritorious generals one by one, and the soldiers moved the silver behind them according to the merits of the statistics.

This money contains not only personal rewards for them, but also pensions for fallen soldiers and rewards for meritorious soldiers.

Sixty boxes of silver are three hundred thousand taels.

In addition to the pain in his flesh, Chongzhen also instructed how to be favored, and it was important for everyone to know the source of the silver.

At the same time, he also asked Bi Ziyan to keep an eye on the whereabouts of the silver, and sent various general judgments to ensure that the bereavement and reward money could be generally distributed to the soldiers who should be taken.

Chongzhen came to the last old farmer.

There is one last bite of the box left.

Onlookers held their breath.

No, you can't really shout and get so much silver, right?

In the eyes of everyone who was envious and jealous enough to kill the old man, the soldiers of the Beijing camp actually put a box of silver behind him.

Seeing the old man kneeling in a panic, the emperor even helped him up with his own hands.

The onlookers were dumbfounded, and their worldview was completely confused.

When will Jianzhou come to the capital again? We want to get rich too!