"Don't go...... Of course...... Well? You're not going? ”

Wailang was stunned for a moment, then looked at Yang Feng in disbelief and stammered: "Lord Yang, this is an official document from the soldiers, do you plan to disobey?" ”

"Disobedience?" Yang Feng pursed his lips, "This official is bringing the guards, and they are also internal guards, so it shouldn't be our turn to go to Liaodong in the first place." Although the imperial court has given this official the title of a general, it is just a nice sound, the imperial court does not even give the official money and money and food, you will not let the official take Jiang Ningwei's thousands of soldiers to prepare their own dry food on the road, right? ”

"This ......"

The old face of the staff wailang was red, any army must allocate silver and a sum of grain and grass before the pull, this is the rule of the imperial court, in order to let the generals and soldiers have no worries, the reason why he didn't mention this stubble is to take a pinch of Yang Feng, waiting for Yang Feng to give benefits. Now that people have mentioned it, he is naturally embarrassed to pretend to be confused anymore.

"Of course there is this thing." Yuan Wailang said a little vaguely: "This time, the imperial court has prepared 30,000 taels of silver and 1,000 stone of grain for Jiang Ningwei, and the grain and grass you need can be asked for by the local officials along the way, so it's okay." ”

After saying that, he only felt faintly distressed, you must know that the military department only allocated 30,000 taels of silver and 1,000 stone of grain, so many things passed through his hands but failed to leave a little, which is really against his principles in the past. However, his distress was only temporary, because the master opposite did not appreciate his "kindness" at all.

"I'm not going!"

Yang Feng still refused, only to see him ask with a straight face: "Lord Wang, this official has a lot of property in Jiang Ningwei, and the monthly turnover is even more, if this official takes all the soldiers to guard the border pass, how can the imperial court ensure that the official's property here is not robbed?" ”

"This ......"

The outsider hesitated a little, this matter was beyond his ability. He had also heard a little about Yang Feng's business, and he had set up shops in Nanjing, Zhenjiang, Yangzhou, and even Changzhou, specializing in goods from Obarola, such as mirrors, gold and silver ornaments, women's cosmetics, and other things that many considered to be tricks and tricks.

Don't look at these things at first glance are not necessities, but judging from the news that has gone viral outside, these things are simply selling crazy in Nanjing and even in the Jiangnan area, after more than half a year of word of mouth, today's rich people are popular to put a few Obaro mirrors or gadgets at home.

What the...... This set of rouge gouache actually costs eight hundred and eighty-eight taels of silver? Don't be too expensive, people still sell it in limited quantities, it's not that you can buy it if you have silver, you have to have the corresponding status to buy it, such as the eunuch's family or the family of the very rich, if those noble ladies or young ladies don't have a few sets of O'Barro's rouge gouache, you are embarrassed to go out and say hello.

It is never too much to say that this kind of business is a daily income, if no one snoops behind the scenes, it is simply a joke, and now the reason why no one dares to attack this industry is because Cao Dazhong covered it at the beginning, and this business was not big at that time, so no one would risk offending the eunuchs to snatch it. After others found out that this was a business that made money every day, Yang Feng himself became the commander of Jiang Ningwei, and he had thousands of elite soldiers, naturally no one would risk his life to offend him, even if he had this mind, he was beaten back by Yang Feng, just look at the fate of Xu Hongji, Zhang Weixian and Lu Jianshen.

But there is a premise for all this, that is, Yang Feng has enough strength to deter those Xiaoxiao, but once Yang Feng is not here, even a foreigner can imagine how many hungry wolves will pounce at that time, so Yang Feng's words are definitely reasonable.

Seeing the hesitation of the outsider, Yang Feng sneered: "What, Lord Wang doesn't have anything to say?" ”

Wailang thought for a while before saying, "Lord Yang, this official told you the truth." The transfer of your ministry to Liaodong is approved by His Majesty, issued by the Cabinet, and ordered by the Ministry of War, you have to go or not, and before you come, Your Majesty also asked you to bring another person to Liaodong together. ”

"Another person?" Yang Feng asked curiously: "The official wants to know who has such a face, and he actually asked the official to take him on the road together." ”

"It's Lord Xiong Tingbi." Wailang said very simply.

"Xiong Tingbi? Wasn't he questioned by His Majesty, and was he released again? ”

"Nope." Yuan Wailang shook his head, "Your Majesty is lenient and thinks that Lord Xiong is not at fault, so he just dismissed him and made him idle at home. ”

"Yo...... This Xiong Tingbi's life is really big. ”

Yang Feng was a little surprised, it stands to reason that this Xiong Tingbi has been killed by Wei Zhongxian, why didn't he die? In fact, Yang Feng did not realize that the history of this era has quietly undergone some changes unconsciously, because of his understanding with Zhu Youxiao, as well as some of the ideas and concepts he instilled in Zhu Youxiao during the period when Zhu Youxiao lived in the Qianhu of Jiangdong Gate, Zhu Youxiao did not blindly trust Wei Zhongxian like another time and space, and also made him see the shortcomings and problems of the entire Ming Dynasty from another angle, and realized that the defeat of Guangning had nothing to do with Xiong Tingbi. So Zhu Youxiao ordered Xiong Tingbi to be released, and the driving force behind this matter was actually Yang Feng, who was still confused.

Xiong Tingbi is not dead, Sun Chengzong is still presiding over the military affairs of Liaodong? Yang Feng couldn't help but think, this year is the fifth year of the Apocalypse (1625), and in the first month of the first month, the Houjin army took Lushun, and the guerrillas Zhang Pan and Zhu Guochang were killed in battle. Cover from the Liaotu fell, but Jinzhou East Jian Haigai, south near Denglai, guerrilla Zhang Pan to a lone army to occupy its place, and the army is weak, retired to Lushun. Later, the Jin soldiers attacked, Zhang Panli was killed in battle, and Zhu Guochang was killed.

And in a few months it will be the battle of Liuhe, this battle Ming army killed more than 400 people, the deputy commander of the forward battalion Lu Zhijia, and the general Li Chengxian died, and it was precisely because of this defeat that the officials gave the officials an excuse to attack Sun Chengzong, and the officials of the Donglin Party used this defeat as an excuse to attack Sun Chengzong desperately, saying that he was in Liaodong "closed the door and rested the police, and the Chinese and Korean feasts were held, and no longer worried about side affairs." ”

From this point of view, Sun Chengzong is indeed a little inactive, but later generations have a very high evaluation of Sun Chengzong, saying that Sun Chengzong is a good fighter and has no outstanding achievements! .

Many historians also say that the reason why Sun Chengzong fought small battles was because Houjin knew that he could fight, and coupled with the containment of the naval army of Yuan Junmen in the two armies of Denglai, Houjin refused to rashly touch his bad head, so for two years, Sun Chengzong and Yuan Keli, the governor of Denglai, never had the opportunity to launch a major campaign, and the opportunity to launch a strategic general counteroffensive to drive Houjin out was not ripe. But on the other hand, Sun Chengzong has invisibly saved a lot of military expenses for the imperial court, ensuring that Shanhaiguan is safe and sound, giving the Ming Dynasty more opportunities to recuperate, fully demonstrating the power of the Celestial Empire without war.

On the other hand, since Sun Chengzong was ousted by the Donglin Party and Wei Zhongxian, the situation in Liaodong began to deteriorate gradually. After the death of Zhu Youxiao, the situation of the Ming Empire under the leadership of Emperor Chongzhen, who was very talented, became worse and worse, and finally the entire Ming Dynasty was dragged down by the huge annual military expenditure in Liaodong.

Thinking of this, Yang Feng fell into deep thought. Although he is not a person of this era, the original purpose of coming here is just to make a sum of money that can not be spent in a lifetime to return to modern society to live, and now he has even chased Chang'e's sister in his hand, and he has accumulated a lot of money in his hands, it stands to reason that even if he leaves everything in this time and space and returns to modern society to live the life of a secretary who has nothing to do, it seems that it is okay, but for some reason he is always a little reluctant, after all, as a Chinese person, He couldn't watch the Manchurian Tatars wield steel knives to destroy the last feudal dynasty in China established by the Han Chinese, and since he had come to this time and space, it seemed that he should do something for this nation.

Looking at the pensive Yang Feng, this outsider didn't dare to interrupt his thoughts, after all, this is a big deal, and going to Liaodong Rongbian is not a trivial matter. Don't look at Yang Feng today, he is also a strong soldier in the Nanjing area, but once these five or six thousand people arrive in Liaodong, it is really nothing, and it is possible that the whole army will be wiped out after a big battle. He asked himself that if he was replaced, he would never want to leave the flowery world of Nanjing and go to Liaodong to gnaw on ice and snow.

After a long while, Yang Feng lifted up, looked at this foreigner and said: "It's okay if you want me to go to Liaodong, but I need to write a secret letter to Your Majesty by hand, and ask him to promise me one thing, as long as Your Majesty can promise me to go to Liaodong Rongbian immediately without saying a word." ”

"Write a secret letter to Your Majesty?" Wai Lang grew his mouth, this one really dares to think, dare to bargain with His Majesty, not to mention that he has to write a secret fold to His Majesty, it is the first time that someone has done this in more than two hundred years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, right?

Seeing the hesitant appearance of the outsider, Yang Feng frowned: "What's the matter, Lord Wang...... Isn't it okay? ”

"This ......" Wai Lang smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's not impossible, but this matter is too ridiculous, if everyone bargains like an adult, wouldn't the world be in chaos." ”

Yang Feng Zhengse said: "The official doesn't mean anything else, but he doesn't want to wait until Rongbian comes back, but he finds that after the soldiers come back from fighting for the country and fighting on the battlefield, they find that the little industry they have worked hard to get will end up going to someone else." ”

"Okay." What else can Wai Lang say, Yang Feng is now notorious, even Xu Hongji, the Duke of Wei, who led his troops over, was killed by him and bled like a river, and now he is hiding at home and licking his wounds silently.

Three days later, the secret fold sent by Yang Feng was delivered to Zhu Youxiao's hand, looking at the secret fold in his hand, Zhu Youxiao suddenly laughed after being silent for a long time, and Yang Feng's determined and tall figure seemed to appear in front of him, as well as that calm smile.

"Daming Royal Commercial Bank, as long as I put a name here, I will give me fifty percent of the net profit. If I don't want to be a fool if I don't do such a good thing from the sky, I will give you this chance, and I can be regarded as giving myself a chance......"

Just when the messenger sent by Zhu Youxiao was still halfway there, Yang Feng was wearing a green shirt and a sword hanging from his waist, and came to the Qinhuai River with more than a dozen family members who also changed into civilian clothes.

Yang Feng walked in front of the Confucius Temple, standing by the Qinhuai River in the sound of oars and lights, and on the wall of the Qinhuai family in the pink walls and tiles on the opposite bank, a red lantern hung down like a festive. A series of antique painting boats swept by the river, babbling in the sound of oars, full of literati from the north and south, they were swimming in the lotus flowers, singing and dancing. Immersed in a piece of drunken gold, the fragrance of powder and fat, the sound of the girl, and the rhyme of the piano on the bank of the Qinhuai River.

Looking at the flow of people coming and going, and looking at a well-dressed woman in the Qinglou Chu Pavilion on the side of the street greeting the guests, Yang Feng couldn't help but shake his head secretly, these people who were buying drunk didn't know that if there was no accident, in another ten or twenty years, the iron hooves of the alien race would set foot here, and all the men here would have pigtails on their tails and become the slaves of the aliens, and the inheritance of Chinese civilization would also be cut off. Thinking of this, a poem couldn't help but come to his heart: "The smoke cage is cold and the moon is long, the night is close to the restaurant in Qinhuai, the merchant girl does not know the hatred of the country, and the flowers in the backyard are still singing across the river." ”

"Hmph...... Another sensationalist guy! A voice rang out beside him.

"Hmm!"

Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, turned his head to look, it turned out that a young man was looking at him with disdain, and next to him stood four or five scholars in the same scarf and green shirt.

"I don't seem to have offended anyone, why does this guy scold when he opens his mouth?"

Looking at Yang Feng's puzzled gaze, the young man with a rather handsome appearance glanced at Yang Feng contemptuously: "Look at you although you are dressed as a scholar, but you have a murder weapon hanging on your waist, and you are also reciting those clichés, it can be seen that you are either a person who sells fame or a person who is grandstanding, this is not a foreigner who can come, don't think that you will become a scholar when you put on a green shirt, if you are an acquaintance, don't stay here and leave quickly, so as not to be embarrassed!" ”

After the young man finished speaking, he snorted lightly, turned his head and left, and the five or six companions next to him also hurriedly followed, leaving only Yang Feng and a family member who were still standing on the spot in a daze.

"I ...... Grass"

If you follow the modern comic drawing method, Yang Feng's head at this time must be covered with black lines. What's going on, Lao Tzu will be scolded for honestly shopping, which is too wrong.

At this time, Song Ye on the side was already angry, he strode over and said angrily: "My lord, wait a minute, the villain will go over and do this crazy vomit!" After speaking, Song Ye was about to catch up with the two family members, but was stopped by Yang Feng.

"That's it...... was just scolded by someone, could it be that he really wanted to kill him? Yang Feng helplessly said to Song Ye, who had a fierce look in his eyes: "Let's go to Meixianglou!" ”

After speaking, he took the lead and walked in the direction of Meixianglou......