Sun Mian must not know that Wang Ju is making a fuss behind him.

In fact, as long as Ge Shaohua and Gui Nianglang Ben were not seen by the Li family Erlang that day, even if Bao Zheng came to investigate the case, he would never have dreamed that it was Wang Ju's instigation.

Either the uncle of Yuxianglou Teahouse saw them, but they quickly ordered a pot of relatively expensive tea, which was not too expensive, otherwise it would be difficult to enter the private room and left immediately after drinking it. However, there were so many guests from Yuxianglou every day, and that uncle could still remember their appearance after n days.

Therefore, Sun Mian only followed the normal thinking: "Wang Ju, but without your support, I'm afraid it won't work."

"Mr. Sun, I have also thought about this. What I am afraid of is that if Xixia does not retaliate next year, it will most likely not retaliate. After all, once the army formally invades, it means that the two countries will reopen, and Li Liangzuo will also consider the consequences. Therefore, if there is no revenge next year, Huachi County does not need so many cavalry, and Sun Gong will not need to mention it. The subordinate officials will also take the initiative to draw a battalion of cavalry. At least the Poche Army is Han soldiers and can be drawn out. Even the Fan Cavalry, in winter next year, I will gradually stop that kind of funding. After all, I will not stay in Huachi County for the rest of my life. Although I stopped funding, their riding skills and cooperation were practiced together, but they were not very motivated, but their combat effectiveness was..." Speaking of this, Wang Ju suddenly realized that Sun Mian was not a child, so there was still an explanation. What was Sun Mian's voice?

So Wang Ju changed his words: "But just in case, even if it is transferred, I will ask the Zhu and Li families to allocate some money and silk funds one after another, and stop on the Lantern Festival of the next year."

What are you still greedy for when you die? Ge Shaohua's mood suddenly changed.

After all, Ge Shaohua felt a little reluctant to do so. Although from a military perspective, Wang Ju's actions were beyond reproach.

"If this is the case..." Sun Mian still has to do his job on the surface, and he said after being reserved for a long time: "Then it depends on your opinion. Remember, they should agree on their own initiative, and do not disturb the righteousness and courage."

"Remember the officials."

The two walked out.

Ge Shaohua despised: "Why are you really greedy?"

In fact, Sun Mian gained a lot of benefits from Wang Ju.

As soon as they met, Zhu Huan and Mr. Li gave generous gifts.

At least half of the profits of the bandit suppression were put into Sun Mian's pocket.

Later, some horses disappeared. Wang Ju didn't know? This was only part of the benefits Sun Mian gained.

Including public bribery, the "ransom" paid by private salt merchants, and others, etc.

Wang Ju snorted coldly, but fortunately, there was a Zhao Xu who was playing a shield, otherwise Sun Mian would have extended his hand longer.

Therefore, Wang Ju was very disdainful of Zhao Zhen’s so-called upbringing scholars.

Although Song Zhenzong pretended to be a god, he was very nervous about anti-corruption. Even if he died, the atmosphere was still there. Wang Qinruo received twenty taels of gold and was found out. During the morning court, a rat suddenly rushed out. Lu Zongdao looked at Wang Qinruo first in front of all the ministers, and then looked at the rat, and shouted: "You still dare to stand up."

All the civil and military officials laughed loudly in the court.

It turns out that Wang Qinruo was regarded as a mouse crossing the street, and everyone shouted and beat him.

The general Wang Qinruo was so angry that he died of illness.

Could it be that Wang Qinruo really has no contribution? During the Battle of Chanyuan, although Kou Zhun made great contributions, who would have fought bloody battles in the lonely city of Daming Mansion? If Wang Qinruo had not defended Daming Mansion, would there be a Tumu Fort change under the city of Chanzhou? Later, Old Kou said that the credit was my own, and Wang Qinruo could not mess with him?

But Zhao Zhen was so lucky that he raised a group of scholars who were very good at making trouble.

But Sun Mian could not think of a good ending this time.

Wang Ju didn't have time to think of him, so let him be proud for a while. Provoking soldiers is what Wang Ju cares most about.

He mainly wanted to follow Cai Ting, not only to make contributions, but also to verify some of his immature ideas in some aspects. After all, he is not a real expert in military affairs, and it is not okay to have golden fingers. For example, in the battle of Dongjiangu, the battle between the two sides was only 5,000 people together, which made him dazzled. The future battlefield will not be five thousand people, but tens of thousands, and even Xiao Liang can create 30,000 to 400,000 soldiers. The scene is so huge that it is almost impossible to imagine, and it is command.

He immediately went back with Ge Shaohua.

He doesn't have to go down to lead the troops himself, but Li Sangou, Yao Shui and others must take their people down to pick up the troops, and it's fast.

It's getting colder.

Li Fei'er said, "Wang Lang, we are going back, the winter solstice is coming."

"Then go back."

"I'll come back on New Year's Day."

"You are not afraid of being shy, just come."

"You don't want me to come, I won't come," Wang Ju often joked. Li Fei'er used to it and said angrily.

"Preserve my third brother for me."

"He is a little old man, so I don't let me care. But the officials are also strange. Why can't you go back to your hometown to worship your ancestors so close?"

In ancient times, officials could not run around unless they returned to Beijing to report their duties. For example, Wang Ju had no special circumstances and could only walk around the Qingzhou area. This was not the rule of the Song Dynasty, but a very early rule.

Wang Ju really didn't know the origin, so he spread his hands and said, "I know that, so it's very hard to be an official."

"That's because you want to be a good official." Li Fei'er gradually grew up and didn't know anything. She said with her big, watery eyes.

Wang Ju looked at her, her eyebrows were still green, but her body gradually grew up. He couldn't help but hugging Li Fei'er and kissing her again. Li Fei'er was shy first, then broke away and said, "Bad guy."

But he ran away with joy.

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"The Xinjiang Ball Fort is ahead." Zhu Huan pointed to the military fort in the distance and said.

“Where is Dongjian Valley?”

"In that direction," Zhu Huan pointed behind his left. In fact, it was not far away, but it was a detour between some dangerous mountains and ridges. It would take a while to go from here to Dongjian Valley.

"Which road from Wang Zi'an to Zalizhai?" Zhu Jun asked non-stop like a curious baby.

The three battles in Qingzhou have gone crazy, and even people in the capital have written novels to start their lectures in the wazi.

It's really not easy, and there was finally a beautiful battle.

As for Yanzhou, it was even more crazy. There were all kinds of statements. Almost all the soldiers came out from the sky.

However, Zhu Qing was not sure about how he arrived at Zalizhai.

In fact, the battle of Zalizhai has a great impact. If the Song Dynasty did this, the Western Xia would be very sad. Compared with the Song Dynasty's strict fortifications, the Western Xia's fortifications were thinner and the troops stationed in various forts were also smaller. After all, it was just that pitiful economy, which could be played like the Song Dynasty.

Therefore, the battle between Zali Village in the front spread, and several slightly wealthy tribes behind the Xinjiang Basin Castle were also spontaneously migrating to the rear. Some of them were not moved, but they were all suffering small villages, and some even wanted to join the Song Dynasty.

"Maybe you can climb mountains and ridges from there to Zalizhai." Zhu Qing said uncertainly.

It's really right, but Zhu Qing can never guess what he climbed through that mountain.

"Erlang, Dongweng asked you to come, you understand Dongweng's intention."

"I know, my father is still trying to sharpen me."

"Books are dead, people live. Look at Magistrate Wang, his second brother is already very mature. After coming to Huachi County, he still takes him out every day. Why? This is also a kind of training."

Zhu Jun nodded.

Don’t talk about others. Just talk about Wang Ju. Do some of his skills really look at them in books?

Zhu Qing continued: "Of course, Dongweng doesn't want you to compare with Wang County Magistrate Wang. He is the star of Wenqu, and ordinary people cannot compare with him. But compared with Li Zhen, see how he did in Hangzhou, like a fish in water. In terms of wisdom, Dongweng is more skilled than Li Yuanwai. Even if there is no Dongweng, how can Li Yuanwai climb up this high branch. But you are not as good as Li Zhen now. Dongweng talks with Li Yuanwai, and when Li Yuanwai mentioned Li Dalang, he narrowed his eyes."

Now Mr. Li is of course satisfied. Although he only has a precious daughter, he found a son-in-law who is too awesome and his eldest son is gradually able to do his own thing.

If you fall asleep, you will wake up laughing.

"So the magistrate Wang still said the same thing: Reading thousands of books is worse than traveling thousands of miles. Your health is also well maintained. He advised me to persuade Dongweng to take you out and see more."

Why did Wang Ju have no knowledge but had "knowledge". No need to ask, he is Wenquxing...

But Zhu Qing was also very proud. It was when he saw that thin young man was extraordinary and recommended him to his boss that he took advantage of this great opportunity.

He was only eighteen years old and became the magistrate. In just half a year, he was promoted to the Dali Temple to be a judge. Is it so good to go to the future career? Maybe Cheng Kan and Sun Mian were not as good as that.

The convoy arrived by the river.

The transaction begins again.

Dozens of big men walked out of the forest, and Zhu Qing asked strangely: "Why didn't you come if you haven't moved?"

A man said in a low voice: "Because he sold you many horses to the Song people, he was caught and beaten to his head by the officers and soldiers."

"Selling horses also beheaded?"

"Selling horses will not beheaded, but selling them to your horses is equivalent to selling them to Huachi County horses. Without these horses, how could our Xia Kingdom lose so many soldiers?"

After so many days, the Xixia area found out about the situation. They could not anger the Song people, so they had to take the opportunity to vent their anger.

Zhu Qing was a little anxious. He died without moving. He had no need to be sad for a Xixia man, but what should he do? If Wang Ju had basically not short of war horses, but had recently expanded the Poche Army, he would still need two hundred good horses. This would be a headache.

The man said again: "It's better to follow the previous transactions, but Ma can't trade anymore. Manager Zhu, what do you think?"

What should Zhu Qing do? Not only horses, but supplies are also important. Zhao Xu was surprised in the palace that so much money came. The simplest metaphor: if you exchange wine for fur, you can earn fifty or sixty cents per pound of wine. But this is not that Xixia would pay sixty or seventy cents. Bartering there is only a cost of more than thirty cents. Ordinary sake in the Song Dynasty also had to pay this price. The profit is mainly in the difference between the two countries.

In addition to other private businesses, although the Zhu and Li families only cost 10% and do not operate the most profitable private salt, the government acquiesced that Xixia does not care about it, and the transaction volume surged exponentially. Even if the profit is 10%, it is a considerable number.

Do you really want the two companies to post?

Not to mention the armor and weapons for the coming year, even the current expenses of the two companies cannot afford them.

"Then let's trade."

Without horses, the two parties traded again, but the price was basically set, and the transaction was very fast. Then the inspection was smooth.

But Zhu Qing was a little unhappy and could earn money slowly. Now that the Poche Army has been recruited, we have to start training immediately. The more the Poche Army is, the more we have to train in advance. Their riding skills are too poor.

"What should I do?" Zhu Huan racked his brains on the way back. (To be continued, please search Piaotianwen, the novel is better and faster!
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