I have to say, Zhao Song is really fucking rich.

Glass products and white sugar were shipped to various parts of the Zhao and Song dynasties in batches, and as soon as they arrived, they were snatched up by the local wealthy merchants and gentry.

For the official trade caravan, the entire Zhao Song was like a bottomless pit, as if it would never be filled.

There are even wealthy businessmen who say proudly: such a quality of glazed ware and sugar, how much to want, don't be afraid that I don't have money, I'm afraid that you don't have goods!

However, the monkey didn't really believe it, and adopted the mode of hunger marketing.

After supplying goods to a certain place, they stopped for a while, and only after the rich merchants urged them many times did they continue to supply unhurriedly.

Otherwise, the profit of the trade caravan this year will probably exceed 100 million.

The purpose of this is to prevent the glaze and sugar from expanding in a short period of time.

But even then, it didn't last long.

Next year, the profits of land trade will not be high, and it will be very good to maintain 80 million yuan.

In three or five years at most, the market in Zhao and Song will be completely saturated, and the prices of glazed ware and white sugar will also plummet.

After all, this thing is a luxury, and Zhao Song's property is in the hands of a few.

The vast majority of people cannot afford to consume these two things.

There are only so many rich people together, and even if the rich businessmen like it, if they buy a dozen pieces per person, it will be the sky.

However, Han Zhen was not worried, after all, Haimao was the main battlefield, and there were more than fifty leeks waiting to be harvested by himself.

After the sea trade caravan officially sets sail next year, the status of land trade will plummet.

"You all know the number of business stocks, so I won't say more."

At Han Zhen's signal, Yang Shu led the officials to start distributing money.

Zhao Song's year-end payment was extremely troublesome, and officials needed to hire ox carts to pull them home.

Not only is it inconvenient, but it is also very unsightly for officials.

After all, they are all scholars, pay attention to self-cultivation, govern the country and the world, and money is something outside the body.

Now this car is pulling a blockage to the home, and the face is really a little unbearable.

Han Zhen is much better here, and all the money he sends is green money.

Each person has a red envelope, and there is a poem written in plum blossom letters on the red envelope, which is both light and elegant.

More than 40 million guan, more than 2,000 officials.

For example, there are only two or three thousand petty officials below the seventh grade, such as the main book and the county cheng.

Counting Yu Lu, it is really not as much as Zhao Song's side.

And high-ranking officials like Xie Ding and Zhao Ting have more hands on them, tens of thousands.

Want to get more dividends?

Okay, work hard, make political achievements, and strive for early promotion.

The proportion of this money is fixed since the commercial shares are set by the Commercial Institute, and the commercial shares in hand will be withdrawn after resignation or dismissal.

Because it is a benefit for officials, not officials, there will naturally be no dividends.

For a time, the atmosphere in the entire hall was extremely lively.

The officials who got the red envelopes were beaming with joy and congratulating each other with smiles.

With this dividend, it is enough for them to live a fat year.

As the brigade commander and the military attache of Zhengliupin, Han Shizhong also received a red envelope, he wanted to open it and take a look, but he felt embarrassed.

looked left and right, but saw that Liu Qi had already opened the red envelope, took out a stack of thousands of bills from it, and counted it in his hand.

"Thirteen thousand six hundred, the county magistrate's handiwork."

After counting the money, Liu Qi happily put it in his sleeve pocket, and then asked, "How much is yours?" ”

"Xia Guan hasn't seen it yet."

Han Shizhong was a little itchy.

And Wu Jue on the side didn't care so much, seeing that Liu Qi had opened it, he couldn't help but open the red envelope.

After counting, he said with a look of surprise: "There are more than eight thousand three hundred." ”

He has been in the Zhao Song army for so many years, and he has only mixed up with a loyal trainer who is not in the stream, and at the end of the year, the money in his hands is less than 100 yuan.

Han Shizhong is better than him, although the credit for capturing Fang La was robbed by Xin Xingzong, but Yang Weizhong spoke up, and Song Huizong still rewarded him with a Bingyi Lang from the eighth grade.

But the status of the military attache of Zhao Song is low, and the treatment is very different from that of civilian officials, especially a low-level military attache like him, who is more than a hundred times better than Wu Jue.

For a while, Wu Jue and Han Shizhong were moved.

Money is only one aspect, the most important thing is that they feel respected.

Regardless of whether they are demoted generals or military attachés, they are all treated equally.

Li Nanjia and Kuang Zixin participated in the court meeting for the first time, and they were a little uncomfortable.

She doesn't care about money, she is used to being a bandit, she has no concept of money, she has a good life, and she can live a good life, so she took the red envelope and stuffed it into her arms.

It was Kuang Zixin on the side, with excitement in his eyes.

Feeling the thickness of the red envelope, he thought in his heart that it was time to marry a wife and have children.

One is that he is not young, and the other is that he is afraid of delaying his fourth sister.

After all, he didn't have a family, and the fourth sister couldn't marry the ninth brother.

After the dividends were distributed, Han Zhen pressed with one hand.

Seeing this, the civil and military officials in the main hall immediately shut up.

Han Zhen said loudly: "Two days later is the New Year's Day, and the seven-day rest is as usual, and each ministry and each court arranges the officials and supplementary officials on duty. The military department and the cabinet officials remained, and the rest dispersed. ”

"Retire!"

Hearing this, all the civil officials got up one after another, bowed down, and walked out of the hall.

Soon, only Zhao Ting, Shi Wenhui, and a number of military attaches under the military department were left in the hall.

Nie Dong and the others restrained their smiles and looked at Han Zhen with solemn faces.

Han Zhen said slowly: "Tianzuo Emperor Yelu Yanxi was captured sixty miles outside Yingzhou New City on the fifteenth day, and is now on his way to Huining Mansion. Yelu Dashi led 200 remnants and fled to the Western Regions. ”

Although they already had a faint guess in their hearts, they couldn't help but be in a trance when they heard Han Zhen say the news in person at this moment.

Yelu Yanxi's capture means that Panheng's Liao State, which has been in the north for more than 210 years, has completely perished!

At this point, there is no Liao country in the world.

In the history books of later generations, there may be only a few words to describe this matter.

[In the fourth year of Baoda, Emperor Tianzuo was captured and the Liao State died. 】

But for Zhao Ting and others, the impact and shock brought by the demise of a huge dynasty were too great.

Let's not talk about it, let's just say that almost all the generals in the military department, when they were young, regarded the Northern Expedition to Liao and the recovery of the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun as their lifelong wish.

In particular, Han Shizhong and Wu Jue personally participated in the two Northern Expeditions.

Those two fiascos made them unforgettable, and they secretly swore that they would be ashamed.

And now, the former strong enemy is suddenly gone, as if a punch has been punched on cotton.

A feeling of loss lingers in my heart.

After a short period of distraction, Nie Dong spoke up: "Emperor Tianzuo has been captured, and the Jin people's footsteps to the south may be advanced. ”

Liu Qi nodded and agreed: "That's true, I should have prepared in advance and prepared for the war in advance." ”

"The Jin people want to fight, but Zhao Song also has to guard against it."

Han Zhen paused and continued to analyze: "The three prefectures of Daimyo, Yingtian, and Xingren have hoarded 150,000 Song soldiers, and at least 30,000 troops must be left to garrison the border pass to ensure the safety of the rear. In other words, our strength to snipe the Jin people to the south is only more than 30,000, and the auxiliary army is only 40,000. ”

Sending troops to attack gold is a strategy that has been set early on.

One is that after the Jin people destroyed the Song Dynasty, they turned their heads and gathered troops to take Shandong.

Therefore, it is necessary to cut off one of the arms of the Jin soldiers when they divide into two ways.

Once the Jin soldiers descending from Yanyun are repulsed, the attack and defense will be easy in an instant, and Han Zhen will hold the initiative in this chaotic battle.

Whether it is advance or retreat, it is all in his thoughts.

The second is to grasp the righteousness and build momentum for the eastward expansion into Gyeonggi.

Third, with the great defeat of the Jin soldiers, the road to the east will be smoother.

Han Zhen shouted: "Come on, go to the map!" ”

The next moment, the two supplementary officers carried a huge screen into the main hall.

On the screen, a map of the North Land is printed.

Han Zhen attaches great importance to intelligence, and this map is the result of nearly a year of scouts in the scout camp.

From mountains and rivers to small village ponds, they are all clearly marked.

Even, in the White Tiger Hall of the barracks, there is a huge three-dimensional sand table.

Han Shizhong took a step forward and said with his fists cupped: "County magistrate, the Jin cavalry is strong, and there are many of them, and there are no less than 30,000 Tiefutu and kidnappers. Although our Qingzhou army also has cavalry, its number is at a disadvantage, so the blocking site must not be placed around Shandong, otherwise the Jin people will definitely send cavalry to attack and harass Shandong Prefectures, causing a fire in the backyard. ”

"Therefore, the last general believes that the battlefield is selected in the Tangluo defense line, and even if it does not block the Jin people, Shandong will have enough time to deal with it."

The Tangluo Defense Line, also known as the Great Wall of Water, was the last line of defense of the Zhao and Song dynasties in Hebei.

Due to the loss of the sixteen states of Yanyun, Zhao Song faced the Liao State and had almost no natural danger to defend.

In particular, the two consecutive Northern Expeditions of the Gaoliang River Cheshen made the savages of the Zhao and Song dynasties panic.

Minister He Chengju proposed to build a water network in Baoding and other places.

The so-called Tangluo is a general term for a kind of water network composed of ditches, river berths, water swamps, paddy fields, etc.

In the end, it took 30 years to build this Great Wall of Water.

The entire Tangluo defense line starts from Xitang (Beijing) in the west, and reaches Nigu Haikou (Nigu Village, Jinjun Grain City) in the east, stretching over seven military prefectures. Along the way, there are 19 rivers and 30 ponds, and the whole line is divided into 8 sections and 26 fortresses.

The defense line was not deep enough for horses and shallow for boats, which could effectively restrict the southward movement of the Khitan cavalry.

Han Shizhong chose this place for the battlefield, which could suppress the Jin cavalry to the greatest extent, and at the same time exerted the positional combat power of the field artillery to the extreme.

"The last general seconded it!"

"The last general seconded it!"

Nie Dong, Liu Qi and others agreed.

In fact, during this period of time, the generals were not idle, and often deduced the battle situation on the sand table.

The choice of the battlefield on the Tangluo defense line was the result of their joint consultation.

Looking at the map, Shi Wenhui frowned and said: "If we choose this place, the terrain is indeed beneficial to us, but the disadvantage is that the logistics supply will be stretched, and it is four or five hundred miles away." With such a long supply line, one is too much money, and the other is that the Jin people will definitely send a small force of cavalry to attack and disturb. ”

For a distance of four or five hundred miles, ten carts of grain and grass were transported, and at least five carts were lost on the road.

You also have to be on guard against the raids of the Golden Cavalry at all times.

"Don't worry about supplies."

Han Zhen's tone was full of confidence, and his eyes fell on Kuang Zixin and Li Nanjia.

(End of chapter)