My Ming Dynasty, I have the final say

Chapter 205 I can’t think of a chapter name again

Three days after the appointment was made, someone sent the weapons to the Shuntian Prefecture Inspection Department. After chatting for a few more words, Zhao Shuang personally sent them out of Shijing Factory.

"Master Yuan is also a little impatient."

Returning to the official residence with Zhao Shuang, Xu Guangqi said with some emotion.

"But why?"

Hearing this, Zhao Shuang looked at Xu Guangqi, but he was a little confused.

"In April, when farming is busy, he sends rural police to the countryside. If there are people who don't know the basics, they may miss the farming season."

"That's the truth."

Zhao Shuang nodded in agreement, then shook his head.

"However, I am a businessman managed by the Ministry of Internal Affairs, so I cannot comment too much on the government affairs of the imperial court."

"hehe."

Hearing this, Xu Guangqi chuckled and said nothing more.

This Zhao Shuang is a businessman who knows how to invest.

The purpose of giving his new recruits salary assistance was to obtain supply orders for the army after the army was fully trained.

In layman's terms, it is a political donation.

But never imagined that the new emperor would set his sights on this new army just after he ascended the throne, and by the way, Zhao Shuang and others also caught the emperor's eyes.

Although the actions of a few people cannot be said to be destroying families and causing trouble, they are still serving the country.

An ordinary political investment turned out to be the goldfish of the emperor.

Now the three of them have transformed directly and become the third-grade royal merchants of the Ministry of Internal Affairs.

For this reason, Xu Guangqi could only lament the impermanence of things in the world.

Although these people followed the path of eunuchs, anyone who could pass the imperial examination looked down upon these people.

But, this is also an official.

Shaking his head to get rid of the messy thoughts, Xu Guangqi and Zhao Shuang entered the inner hall and continued the reconciliation.

Does Zhu Youxiao know that Yuan Shizhen went to Shijing Factory to get weapons for the Shuntian Township police?

Of course I know.

Yuan Shizhen left Shijingchang with his front legs, and Guo Zhen rode his horse back towards Xiyuan.

Unfortunately, he entered the city too late, and the palace gate was locked, so he couldn't get in.

He could only wait outside the palace for a night and report to the emperor when he had breakfast the next day.

After listening to Guo Zhen's report on Yuan Shizhen, the Minister of Household Affairs, who was engaged in weapons, Zhu Youxiao stopped holding the spoon.

Zhu Youxiao did not object to Yuan Shizhen getting weapons for the rural police.

In essence, this is to follow his instructions and give the local officials a knife, so that they have enough capital to compete with the powerful locals to see who is stronger.

Once this is done, the imperial court's new policies will be able to be implemented.

If you can't touch it, it's time for the new imperial army to appear.

"I understand."

After thinking for a while, Zhu Youxiao waved Guo Zhen away and continued to drink porridge.

The Emperor of Ming Dynasty originally paid great attention to ritual when eating.

Take the "simple" Chongzhen as an example. After getting up early and washing up, he would go to the outer room to drink tea and eat cakes and cakes.

Then, with the accompaniment of the band, we entered the Ming Room of Qianqing Palace, sat facing south, and started to enjoy breakfast.

Chongzhen’s breakfast is quite sumptuous.

The dishes include cattle, sheep, donkeys, pigs, roe deer, deer, pheasants, rabbits, aquatic seafood, and mountain delicacies.

Staple foods include steamed fragrant rice, steamed glutinous rice, steamed millet, rice porridge, coix porridge, Xiliang rice porridge, etc.

In addition, there are bitter vegetables such as root, bitter leaf, dandelion, asparagus, garlic sprouts, gourd, bitter gourd, celery, wild garlic and other side dishes.

Desserts include millet, jujube and bean cakes, millet and millet cakes, barnyard grass, sorghum, moxa juice, miscellaneous beans, alfalfa, elm money, etc.

It can only be said that the life of an emperor is beyond your imagination.

Because Zhu Yuanzhang once made a rule to "show his descendants that they know the hard work in the outside world", the emperor's royal meal must contain wild vegetables and whole grains that the people eat. Chongzhen, who had a good reputation, would certainly not let go of this policy, which showed that he cared about the country and the people.

However, Chongzhen's ability to "endure hardship" will always be questionable.

After eating coarse grains and wild vegetables for two days, this thing couldn't eat any more. Then with the efforts of the imperial chef, a new "boiled wild vegetables" was born.

The wild vegetables are stewed in the belly of the fresh goose, then taken out and soaked in fine wine, drizzled with sesame oil, added with various seasonings, and served to the emperor's table.

Of course, as a time-traveler who had experienced a period before time-traveling where the goal of cooking was to be full and not to die, Zhu Youxiao did not have so many requirements for eating.

As long as you can swallow it.

"Who made today's side dishes? Doesn't the salt in the palace cost money? Is that so?"

After Zhu Youxiao picked up the tea cup and rinsed his mouth, Zhu Youxiao looked at Liu Shimin and asked.

"It's Concubine Shun."

Hearing this, Liu Shimin didn't hide anything and answered immediately.

"Maybe it's because he doesn't know the emperor's taste, so he added too much when cooking."

"This loli is not cute at all."

Hearing Liu Shimin's words, Zhu Youxiao raised his eyebrows and thought to himself.

I'll spank Ya's ass tonight.

Without saying anything more about the food, Zhu Youxiao reached out and tapped the teacup on the table and said to Liu Shimin unhappily.

"Is this what you, the ancestor of the palace, do?"

"There are only five leaves in the teapot I use to drink tea every day. If I don't brew it, it will lose its flavor. If I don't change the tea leaves, my internal funds are not that tight."

"Your Majesty, although this Anhua black tea is good, you are still young and drinking too much will not be good for your health."

Hearing the emperor talk about tea again, Liu Shimin could only say helplessly.

He knew that this was because the emperor was reluctant to say that the Loli Empress was showing off evil spirits here.

Why?

Because the same conversation already happened last month.

"Humph~"

Hearing this, Zhu Youxiao snorted proudly and turned his head away from the eunuch.

Seeing the petty emperor, Liu Shimin also felt helpless.

He has been with the emperor for so long and knows that the emperor is a reasonable person.

As long as you can make sense, you won't get stuck.

However, now that the emperor was obviously angry at Concubine Shun for being too salty in her cooking, he still had to express his feelings.

"My servant made some chrysanthemum tea for your Majesty. Your Majesty can try this."

With that said, Liu Shimin motioned for the teapot to be brought in.

Lowering his head and looking at the chrysanthemums floating on the water, Zhu Youxiao frowned.

what is this?

Chrysanthemum and cassia seed tea?

After picking up the tea cup and taking a sip, Zhu Youxiao frowned.

Slightly bitter.

but. . . This is not the purpose of his tea.

He drinks tea for caffeine, which is not in this stuff.

The only natural plants that contain caffeine are tea, coffee, cola tree and cocoa beans.

“It tastes okay.”

Feeling the sweetness after the bitterness in his mouth faded away, Zhu Youxiao could only helplessly shake his head, accepting Liu Shimin's control of his tea.

After all, drinking too much tea is really not good.

With this in mind, Zhu Youxiao began his daily routine of reviewing memorials.

While the emperor was reviewing the memorial, what was Liaodong doing?

A small-scale tug-of-war is going on in Liaodong.

Near the Damien Fort.

With two hundred elite men, he sneaked out of Mianyang Fort and wandered all the way to the farm near Damian Fort.

Emerging from the dense forest, looking at the working serfs with a steel knife in their hands, Mao Wenlong ordered:

"No one will be left alive as a slave, and no one will be left behind if he doesn't follow us!"

"kill!"

Following Mao Wenlong's order, the soldiers following him rushed out immediately.

"Kill!"

"Ming Gou is coming, Ming Gou is coming!" Seeing Mao Wenlong's elite men rushing out shouting, someone immediately shouted a signal.

"Quick fight, we can't stay here for long!"

Ignoring those sentries, Mao Wenlong continued to give orders from the center.

A small sneak attack came to an end soon.

The Ming army killed fourteen people, wounded 26 people, beheaded 47 people, and captured more than 200 people.

"Take Jiannu's head away and go back to receive the reward."

"Everything else was on fire."

"General, if the forest is burned..."

"Forests? What woods? Haven't we burned enough woods this month?!"

After a hasty search, the gold and silver that could be easily taken away were packed up and carried by Han slaves who were willing to follow.

Half an hour later, black smoke rose, which meant that Mao Wenlong's attack had made Jiannu's already poor family even worse.

When Abatai, with a white cloth wrapped around his shoulders, came to the farm with his bannermen, he could only see a scene like Shura hell.

"Mao Wenlong!!!"

With a roar to the sky, Abatai picked up a whip and whipped a Han slave to vent his anger.

Since the beginning of spring, Mao Wenlong, the dog thief who only dared to lead people to guard Mianyang Fort in the past, has led people out to sneak attacks. This is the seventh farm that he has destroyed.

"Mao Defender has returned in triumph."

When Mao Wenlong returned to Mianyang Fort with his soldiers and the rescued Han slaves, Yang Hao, the Dingliao military envoy, personally greeted him.

"Return victoriously and return to the army."

With a serious look on his face, Mao Wenlong bowed his hands to Yang Hao.

When people from the Military Law Camp and the Logistics Camp went to check the head, Yang Hao personally took Mao Wenlong's hand and went to the banquet.

The soldiers who followed him back were naturally greeted with good wine and meat.

Yang Hao, I guess he is capable. The two battles he commanded were both defeats.

A siege battle, the Battle of Ulsan in Korea.

A field battle, the Battle of Saarhu in Liaodong.

Moving forward, the person who achieved this achievement was Li Jinglong, captain of the Jianwen Transportation Brigade.

You said he was incompetent? His achievements in getting promoted all the way were done with the Mongols on the border.

This is a civil servant who dares to lead people to raid Mongolian flowers together with Jun Song.

Yang Hao's record shows that this man's commanding ability is simply not enough to organize a large-scale battle.

But one thing cannot be denied, that is, this man is very good at building relationships with military commanders.

Especially the generals of Li Chengliang.

And coincidentally, Mao Wenlong was one of the few generals in Li Chengliang's line who could still lift the string.

In early March, Yang Hao led his people to move to Phoenix City and ate in the same pot with Mao Wenlong.

Under his logistical dispatch, Mao Wenlong could freely attack the slave farms and interfere with the other party's agricultural production.

Earlier, Xiong Tingbi's order had been passed on.

Send troops and build slaves around the many bridges and forts near Xin Dien Fort, and engage in harassment battles with build slaves.

Not seeking to annihilate the enemy, but seeking to destroy food.

Starve these savages to death!

"Sir, the statistics have been calculated."

Just when Yang Hao and Mao Wenlong were drinking and their eyes were blurred, a document came to Yang Hao and said.

"We captured ninety-six real slaves, one hundred and seventy-five rebels, and rescued more than three hundred and seventy Han slaves."

"understood."

Hearing this, Yang Hao waved his hand and motioned for the other party to go down.

"Brother Fool, let's be a big man today and call you a wise brother."

After the other party left, Yang Hao put his arm around Mao Wenlong's shoulders and said.

"Brother Xian has been fighting beautifully this month, which brings glory to Brother Yu's face."

With that said, Yang Hao patted his neck and said.

"Originally, I should have been dead. Fortunately, Your Majesty saw that I was still useful and asked me to rectify the troops in Liaodong. I need your virtuous brother to help me in this matter."

"The soldiers and horses make these words serious."

Hearing this, Mao Wenlong picked up a bowl of wine and drank it all in one gulp.

"If the military envoys are in need, I will do my best to help."

"Alas, although I am a civil servant, I can no longer survive in the court."

After hearing Mao Wenlong's words, Yang Hao waved his hand and said.

"Let me tell you, I am now the emperor's urinal. It is a good time to use it. If it is useless, it will be thrown aside."

"If I don't do well, once someone impeaches me, I will have to move my head immediately."

As he spoke, Yang Hao reached out and patted his neck.

"I really want to ask my virtuous brother for this matter of reorganizing the army and horses."

"Brother Yang regards me, Mao Wenlong, as a brother. If I don't help Brother Yang, I will be very ignorant."

Hearing this, Mao Wenlong was also a little drunk at the moment, and he immediately shouted to Yang Hao.

"Brother Yang has any instructions. As long as I can help, I, Mao Wenlong, will never shirk."

"Okay, what Brother Yu wants is your words."

Seeing Mao Wenlong like this, Yang Hao didn't hesitate and slapped his thigh.

"Come on, Brother Yu, I'll give you another bowl."

With that said, Yang Hao filled another bowl of wine for Mao Wenlong.

While the two were drinking happily, among the soldiers in the courtyard outside who were eating meat and drinking heavily, a strong man was whispering to his rather capable son.

"Dad, is this Yang Hao reliable?"

Shang Kexi asked in a low voice after cutting off a piece of soft boiled meat for his father.

"Whether it's reliable or not, how can you, a kid, tell me?"

Hearing this, Shang Xueli reached out and patted his son's head.

"In the previous battle of Sarhu, he commanded so many people that Jiannu was defeated."

Being taught a lesson by his father, Shang Kexi felt a little dissatisfied.

"I don't know what the emperor is thinking about letting such a loser be our superior officer."

"No matter how unreliable he is, he is also your godfather's superior officer."

After hearing his son's words that slandered Shangguan, Shang Xueli slapped him again.

"Besides, Xiong Tingbi is now in charge of Xiong Dajingluo in Liaodong. He, Yang Hao, is just playing the drums. It's not his turn to say how to fight."

"Ah."

After hearing his father's words, Shang Kexi nodded and stopped talking.

It is human nature to worship heroes.

For Shang Kexi, who is only sixteen years old now, Xiong Tingbi, who led the Ming army to defend Liaodong after a disastrous defeat, is a great hero.

Because the historical Liao-Shen defeat did not occur, the Hai and Gai states were raided by Jiannu from behind.

Today's Liaodong is relatively stable. Shang Kexi's mother did not die in the rebellion. Shang Kexi's father, Shang Xueli, had just accepted Mao Wenlong as his godfather because of his strong physique. He had not yet died in the fight with Jiannu. in process.

The Chongzhen Dynasty in history was really evil.

During the years when Mao Wenlong and his men were active in Dongjiang, most of his men had already become blood enemies with Jiannu.

If they were not forced to survive, who would surrender to their mother-killing and father-killing enemies?

Wine is a thing that makes you feel happy when you drink it, but when you feel uncomfortable, it cannot be described in words.

Early the next morning, Yang Hao couldn't get out of bed.

Although he has lived in the military for many years, he is ultimately a man of letters.

Not to mention, he had spent a hard time in prison before.

"You can't drink like this again."

He slept until noon before Yang Hao got up from the bed, holding his groggy head.

"This Mao Wenlong can be used by me, and I will take action next."

After walking out of the main room and looking at the sun hanging in the sky, Yang Hao murmured to himself.

(End of this chapter)