Chapter 7: The new commander
"Ah sneeze!" Standing on the roof of Rou's mother's house, Yun Zhao sneezed loudly, rubbed his nose vigorously, then lowered his head and worked hard to spread new thatch on the roof of Rou's mother's house. At this time, he
Of course he didn't know that there was someone in another place who was already obsessed with him.
"Brother Yun, it's windy up there, so don't catch a cold!" Rou Niang, who was standing in the yard below with her head raised, said worriedly.
"It's okay, I'm strong!" Yun Zhao bent his arms and made a masculine posture, which made the young lady below laugh. "I'll be fine soon!"
After laying out the last bundle of thatch and fastening it firmly, Yun Zhao slipped down along the roof and reached the edge of the eaves. He hooked his hands on the rafters and tipped them down, making Rou Niang scream again. The screams did not stop.
Then he saw that Yun Zhao was already standing firmly on the ground, and he couldn't help but get angry again, "He's almost 20 years old, and he still looks like a young boy. He just wants to scare people!"
Although the weather was cold, there was still steam on Yun Zhao's head. He took off his cotton-padded jacket and wore only a thin jacket. The bulging muscles on his body were particularly conspicuous and stylish. Rou Niang only glanced at it.
At one glance, his face turned red inexplicably. He handed over a towel and said, "Wipe your sweat."
"Yeah!" He took the towel, wiped it hastily, went to the corner to pick up the ax, and walked to the other corner of the yard, where there was a pile of poplar trees that had just been cut down.
"Let's rest for a while and drink some water before we do it!" Rou Niang said distressedly.
"It's okay, you're not tired!" Yun Zhao looked at Rou Niang, "This little work is nothing, after chopping these trees, you won't be short of firewood this winter."
Mr. Qin brought out a chair and placed it under the sun. He sat on it leisurely, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun. Yun Zhao was sweating profusely while working. He didn’t mean to feel bad at all. This was all going to happen soon.
He is his son-in-law, and his daughter has been given to him, so what’s the point of doing some work!
"Brother Yun!" Mr. Qin shouted with his eyes closed.
Yun Zhao waved his ax and chopped the big tree into neat little pieces, while looking up at Mr. Qin, "Sir!"
"In the past few days, the salesmen in the village have said that the imperial court and the Mongols have negotiated peace. Did you know?"
"I know!" Yun Zhao said loudly: "I heard that a sales market will be set up to do business with the Mongols!"
Mr. Qin nodded, "Yes, it's rare. The two families have finally stopped fighting. There is peace. Life will get better day by day in the future."
Yun Zhao chuckled and said: "Sir, I can't see it. Those Meng people are used to robbing. Now that we have negotiated a peace, they will stop robbing and do business honestly?"
Mr. Qin gave him a dissatisfied look and said, "What do you know? This is a covenant made by the two courts. How dare you not abide by it? Do you still want to live? This war can't be fought, and you don't need it.
I'm going to join the army. After I marry Rou Niang, I can live a peaceful life and give birth to some fat boys for me!"
Yun Zhao laughed heartily, "Don't worry, sir, I will definitely do it."
With a snap, he received a heavy blow on his head. When he turned around, he saw Rou Niang on the side with a red face, picking up a branch and hitting her on the head.
Mr. Qin squinted his eyes, seemingly unaware, "If Lucheng has established a business, it will definitely prosper. I'm thinking that by then, you can go to the city to find a job! When Lucheng prospers,
There will be more and more people, and I can go there and find something to do. I am a scholar, so I should be able to find something to do easily."
"You won't get anywhere if you stay bored in Yunjia Village all the time. We still have to find a way to get to the city!" Mr. Qin opened his eyes and looked at Yun Zhao.
Yun Zhao held the chopped firewood and stacked it in neat piles under the eaves. He looked back at Mr. Qin and said, "Sir, just watch. I don't care. As long as I'm with Rou Niang, that's fine."
Got it!"
Mr. Qin nodded with satisfaction.
The imperial court negotiated a peace with the Mongols and would set up a forum for transactions between the two parties in Lucheng. While this news was still fermenting throughout Dai Viet, in Tanzhou, hundreds of kilometers away from Lucheng, Sima Rui, the incoming commander of Lucheng, respectfully said
Sitting at the bottom, and sitting at the top is one of the core figures of the Sima family, Sima Ren, the magistrate of Tanzhou.
"Arui, I have worked hard to let you go to Luzhou this time. You also know that although the family has fought for this position, there are many people in the family who are more qualified than you!"
Sima Rui stood up and bowed to Sima Ren, "Rui is deeply grateful for your uncle's love. From now on, I will never fail to obey your uncle's instructions."
Sima Ren said with a smile: "You are good at repaying kindness, which is much better than other people in the clan. This is why I strive to let you come, you sit down, you sit down!"
Sima Rui sat down sideways, "I'm going to Lucheng to perform my duties this time. I wonder if my uncle has anything to tell me."
"No one was willing to go to Lucheng before, but now that the market has opened, it has become a hot spot. It goes without saying that the money will be rolling in. But if you really want to make money, do you know what your first step is?"
"Knowing it means firmly controlling Lucheng."
"You're right. Feng Congyi has been operating in Lucheng for decades and has a deep foundation. If he doesn't leave, you won't be able to gain a foothold at all. Now that he's gone, the remaining deputy general Wang Min will be brave and incompetent.
Think about it. Then do you know what is the most important thing to do if you want to control Lucheng?"
Sima Rui smiled and said: "Lucheng is a military stronghold with 10,000 troops stationed in it, but the only one with real combat effectiveness is the first battalion that Feng Congyi personally led. If you want to gain a foothold there, you must control the first battalion."
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Sima Ren nodded with satisfaction, "It seems that you have done a lot of homework, and what you said is exactly the key point. After going to Lucheng, the market must be opened as soon as possible. Although the imperial court will send special officials to manage Lucheng, but
If you are a local snake then, are you still afraid that he will take out the palm of your hand?"
"Uncle, don't worry, I will make the Lucheng forecourt a source of wealth for our Sima family."
Sima Ren shook his head, "You are wrong. Although it is easy to make money here, we can't take the money we make."
Sima Rui was surprised, "Uncle?"
Sima Ren said: "Because every tael of silver caught here must be given to the eldest prince!"
"The eldest prince?" Sima Rui stood up.
"Our Sima family has always been attached to the eldest prince, betting that the eldest prince will succeed to the throne in the future. Now the competition for the throne is extremely fierce. In addition to the eldest prince, the fourth, eighth and ninth sons are not easy candidates, so the eldest prince
You need a lot of money to win over courtiers, raise dead soldiers and advisers, and you also need to establish your reputation among the government and the public. Isn't this all about piling up money?"
"When I asked you to go to Lucheng, I also gave you a direct channel to contact the eldest prince. You must take advantage of it!"
"I understand!" Sima Rui said excitedly.
"The forum has been set up. There must be many pairs of eyes staring at it, and countless hands reaching out there. What are you going to do?"
Sima Rui gritted his teeth and said: "Anyone who is not of the eldest prince's lineage, I will cut off their hands and feet."
Sima Ren shook his head: "How could this happen? Isn't this why the eldest prince has made countless enemies before he even gets the money? You know, those who are able to lend a hand when the time comes are all important people."
"What, what should we do?"
"You, you're still out doing less work and have less experience. You'll be more careful in the future!" Sima Ren said dissatisfiedly: "There are a lot of goods in the market. If others hand over ordinary things, let them go. As long as you can get some from it,
A little oil and water is enough, but there are two things you must hold firmly in your hands and not let others get their hands on them."
"What are these two things?"
"One is salt, the other is iron!" Sima Ren said slowly.
Sima Rui's face turned pale, "Uncle, these are things that the imperial court strictly prohibits exporting to the Mongols."
"It is precisely because of the strict prohibition that there will be huge profits! That's why we can make a lot of money."
"It's okay to pour salt, but if this iron is sent in large quantities, wouldn't it be siding with the enemy? Uncle, although we have negotiated peace with the Mongols, everyone knows that sooner or later, the two families will inevitably have a war. This is helping the enemy to grow!
"Sima Rui said.
"Childish!" Sima Ren scolded: "The people can't be fooled by barbarians. Even with some iron, they will be able to invade our Central Plains. Didn't you see that although they have made troubles at the border from time to time in recent years, they have made no big noise.
Are you done? The most important thing now is to let the eldest prince win this battle. When the eldest prince ascends the throne, it will not be too late for us to deal with the Meng people!"
"Right now, His Majesty the Emperor's health is getting worse day by day. A few days ago, news came out that His Majesty is coughing up blood again. We don't know how long he can survive. We are fighting against every second!"
"Yes, nephew understands!"
"This time when I go to Lucheng, in addition to doing things for the eldest prince, I have another thing to do. You can also pay attention to it. If it goes smoothly, it will be done!"
"I wonder what uncle is referring to?"
"A person's head!" Sima Ren said slowly. "Someone asked me to take this person's head. Hehe, if they do this for him, they will owe us a big favor. Maybe there will be more by then.
The big handle is in our hands, so why not do it? It's just that we can do it if it can be done, or if it can't be done. In short, we should take it as a major matter that does not affect the eldest prince. "
"I wonder whose head this man wants?"
"Chen Feng, a horse bandit leader entrenched in the desert!" Sima Ren said.
Chapter completed!