"You don't understand it, I'll give you a rough explanation,

It was the Northern Han Kingdom that sent spies to infiltrate Ancheng and planted gunpowder everywhere.

The general lured the enemy deep and beheaded the enemies of the Northern Cold Country.

It not only protected Anseong, but also did not let the people suffer.

To celebrate the victory, a temple fair is held on the New Year's Day. ”

"Is this true?"

"You are new and don't know, Ancheng has been occupied by the Northern Han Kingdom before General Li came, we are better than dead, they don't treat us as human beings at all, and it has only been a few years since the wind and rain have been smooth and we have lived a stable life."

"Ah, then let's pool the money to roast a few sheep and send them to the barracks!"

"Good, good."

In the wealthy area of Anseong, in a luxurious residential area, four or five gorgeously dressed middle-aged men sat together in the hall, their faces solemn.

There is a big fat man sitting on the main seat in the middle, wearing a golden ingot-robe, wearing a five-blessing longevity hat, and a carrot-like finger full of brilliant gemstone rings, like a golden ingot.

"Fu Yuanwai, what do you think of this good news?" The man who spoke let out a low breath, and a wisp of white goatee turned up slightly.

"Hmph, I didn't expect Li Jinpeng to have a capable person around him, and he used this method to force us to donate money." Fu Yuanwai snorted coldly.

"How?"

"The capital is in turmoil, and there has been no military pay for several months, and Li Jinpeng can't hold on, and he doesn't want to come to us."

"Then it is said that the Northern Cold Kingdom is going to bomb Ancheng, is it true or false?"

Fu Yuanwai let out a rough breath from his nose: "It's true." ”

"Ahh Should we also take the initiative to donate some money? ”

"Donate, you must donate, and you have to donate more fanfare than them!" Fu Yuanwai slapped the table fiercely: "I want to know who gave Li Jinpeng the idea." ”

Every morning when he got up, Li Jinjin went to the barracks to report, and followed Li Jinpeng to ask this and that.

No matter how Li Jinpeng sent her, she didn't leave, and in the end he simply arranged a small tent for her in the big tent for her to observe.

"General, there is a happy event!" The herald walked in with a smile on his face.

"What's the matter?"

"Several wealthy families in Anseong, in order to thank the general, sent a lot of congratulatory gifts, saying that they wanted to add strength to the temple fair."

"Humph! These people, with bad intentions, will be driven away by me! Li Jinpeng's thick eyebrows were upside down, and his eyes were wide open.

The herald froze, looking around, hoping that someone would say something for him.

"Waiting outside the door." Li Jinjin's voice made him feel relieved, not only did he go out, but the military advisers also retired one by one.

"Little sister, you can't talk freely in the barracks." Li Jinpeng's face was serious, and his voice was full of murderous aura.

"Big brother, I apologize first, there will be no next time."

Seeing that the little sister was soft, Li Jinpeng's face turned slightly pale: "What do you want to say?" ”

"Big brother, I checked the silver treasury, and the remaining silver will definitely not be able to support the New Year, Jun Fenglan will not pay military salaries, just to force you to return to the capital, we must survive the New Year."

"Those businessmen are ruthless, take them a copper plate, and they can't wait to take away a silver ingot!" Li Jinpeng said sullenly, obviously suffering from them.

"Big brother, they can live a stable life in Anseong, all thanks to your protection, shouldn't they pay some fees? It's time to repair the walls and roads, the slums are a fluke this time, and if they catch fire, they will also suffer heavy losses..."