Three hundred and thirtieth chapters catastrophe storm
The first time he saw Wang Zhiwei, Song Wen just shook his head gently... "Don't be afraid, I said... I will never rebel!"
Wang Zhiwei breathed a sigh of relief... He could trust Song Wen's promise, because Song Wen had never deceived anyone with lies over the years.
"Are you not optimistic about the imperial court's Northern Expedition? Are you still doing business with the Khitans and selling them gunpowder, ammunition and weapons?"
Song Wen shook his head: "I am a Han, a descendant of Yan and Huang... I wrote a letter to Brother Yelushan, the young marquis, on the day the imperial court and Bei Liao went to war. Since then, business has been cut off and there has been no communication... This is national justice!"
Wang Zhiwei sighed: "What a pity...it's a big business worth hundreds of thousands of silver and horses a year!"
Song Wen sat on a chair and gestured to Wang Zhiwei to sit down as well, and gently pushed out an account book... "After the inventory at the end of last year, including the horses... it was actually not hundreds of thousands, but more than 1.3 million!"
"What?"
Wang Zhiwei stood up in surprise... "More than 1.3 million? Is the Nanyuan Grand Prince's Mansion that rich?"
"In fact, it was the Liao Emperor who did business with us later! The Grand Prince's Mansion in the South Campus had already emptied all the money... In addition to the gunpowder bombs, there were also warships built in the Dengzhou Navy Dazhai, Sanxian Island and Dengzhou
Weapons produced in Dengzhou... and even a lot of grain transported to Dengzhou through your hands! I converted them all into silver, gold and war horses, and doubled the profit from the Liao people..."
Wang Zhiwei's face turned pale... "Since you don't want to rebel... why do you want to change your military appearance? Support the imperial court's northern expedition? Aren't you the least optimistic about the imperial court?"
Song Wen looked into Wang Zhiwei's eyes and whispered: "Two years... the court still has at most two years! The Liao Kingdom will surely perish, and the Song Dynasty and the Jurchens will inevitably go to war... The Song Dynasty will definitely be defeated!"
Wang Zhiwei took a deep breath, nodded and said: "I believe in your ability and vision... But what do you want to do by hoarding supplies? Turn the tide? Recruit troops? But even if you control Dengzhou... you can only have two soldiers and horses at most if you have a full attack.
Ten thousand soldiers! Any more, and the court will immediately notice and attack you..."
Song Wen smiled... "The first time the Jurchens fought with the Song Dynasty, it was purely a test! They will not start a full-scale fight before they have fully digested the territory they captured and the servants! They will test, test
How is the national strength of the Song Dynasty! Does the army of the Song Dynasty still have any trump cards that it has not played... Do you think the imperial court... still has it?"
Wang Zhiwei shook his head sadly: "Now the imperial court has driven away Mr. Zhang Shuye again, and Li Gang is still sitting as Minister of War... Wang Fu has become an official, but the Cai family is still... and Liang Shicheng, the hidden prime minister!
With these people in power...where is the chance for loyal people to truly rise to power?"
Song Wen nodded: "Even if there is, it's too late. The Song Dynasty court is already rotten... No matter how many loyal ministers and generals you give them, you can't save the fate of the Central Plains! Retreating to Jiangnan... There's no point in retreating to Qiongzhou! Losing the Central Plains
If so, the Han people would have their backs broken... Jiangnan... Those southerners can do business, farm and raise silkworms in peacetime, but if they can be expected to regain the Central Plains and Guangda Han people have no door! For thousands of years, there has been no one.
The imperial court in the south of the Yangtze River can achieve success..."
"My father has passed away... The Wang family... is now officially divided into two branches! My eldest brother and sister-in-law took the family property across the river to Jinling! I..."
Song Wen nodded... "Do you want to leave too?"
"I want to see what Song Wen wants to do?"
Song Wen stroked the map on the table... and said softly: "I don't want to leave. One year later, I will lead tens of thousands of soldiers and horses to raise the banner that the descendants of Yan and Huang will refuse to be slaves! Raise troops in Shandong and defend Qingzhou as a battlefield...
…With the backing of 100,000 acres of farmland in Dengzhou and Mizhou, plus Sanxian Island and Dengzhou Navy! Recruit heroes from the Central Plains in half of Shandong who are unwilling to succumb to slavery and be killed by foreigners...to deal with the Jurchens!”
Wang Zhiwei looked down at the map and asked, "Are you sure that the Jurchens will really go to war with the Song Dynasty?"
Song Wen nodded and pointed to Daliao Shangjing City and said: "The real key point of Liao Kingdom lies in Shangjing City! But as far as I know, Shangjing City may not be able to defend it until the end of this month... Tong Guan's army is now fighting between Yanshan Yiyi and Liao Dynasty.
The last elite battle at the Grand Prince's Mansion in the Southern Academy of Sciences! As expected...the last elite of the Imperial Army of the Song Dynasty will be lost! Tong Guan and the emperor, who are not willing to fail...will find other ways to regain face for themselves!"
Wang Zhiwei's eyes lit up... "Redemption! You mean the imperial court will spend money to redeem these cities that fell into the hands of the Jurchens?"
"Then, the Jurchens will see the prosperity of the Song Dynasty... and the vain, corrupt and incompetent army and generals of the Song Dynasty..."
Song Wen gently pushed a cup of tea, looked at Wang Zhiwei with a complex expression and said, "You decide whether to go or stay! I won't rebel, but I won't take the money and the Song Dynasty court and flee to Jiangnan.
Go and stay alive for a few years! I want to stay and firmly guard the Shandong Peninsula...leaving a way for the people of the Central Plains who have fallen under the iron heel of the Jurchens to survive! Whether Brother Wang will go or stay...I have no opinion at all! If you leave, what will happen to those people?
I will settle the food supplies into gold and give them all to you!"
Wang Zhiwei remained silent and stared at the map on the table... Finally, he actually smiled... "Hahaha, back then I was a frustrated young man who was pushed out and sent away. It was all with the help of your help, Mr. Song.
In just a few years, I have regained half of my Wang family's property... In addition, starting from Wazi Street, I joined forces with you Song Langjun to run Tiandichun and glassware, all kinds of cans and strange things... I, Wang Zhiwei,
It only took a few years to earn back money that three generations of the Wang family could not earn back! What else do I care about?"
Wang Zhiwei stood up, patted his chest and said: "My father left a message to me before he died. You are not allowed to take revenge on my uncle and sister-in-law in this life! I, Wang Zhiwei, will give myself a big reward this time. My name is
All warehouses, grain stores, and shops will be merged into the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce from today on! I bet you Song Wen... will create a bright future in this troubled world and become a prince for generations!"
Song Wen stood up and handed the cup of tea to Wang Zhiwei's hand...the two looked at each other and drank it in one gulp!
Song Wen said: "If there is a wise king in the Song Dynasty, I, Song Wen, will do my best to help the country! In the future, I will hand over the military power in exchange for a peaceful squire... I will not let the king down! If the court is unethical..."
Wang Zhiwei trembled and looked at Song Wen with a hint of dismay...
"If the court is unruly, I will stick to Shandong and strengthen myself! If the Song Dynasty is not exhausted, I will choose the Ming Dynasty to support it! Brother Wang and I will leave a mark in the history books..."
This is a promise. Wang Zhiwei brought hundreds of millions of wealth to support Song Wen...Song Wen must fight for Wang Zhiwei's corresponding status in the court!
Wang Zhiwei put down the tea cup, took a few steps back respectfully and bowed to Song Wen... "Wang Zhiwei, the head of the Wang family in Central Plains, has met Mr. Lang!"
This is allegiance! It means that Wang Zhiwei has truly invested all his power and wealth in Song Wen's name... because he knows how much strength and wealth Song Wen controls today!
If the imperial court is really defeated in the war...the Central Plains is in chaos, wealthy powerful men like Song Wen will immediately take the opportunity to grow rapidly! Then they will become an independent armed force like local warlords that the imperial court dare not easily provoke...For example, the West
General Gate!
Correspondingly, as long as Song Wen does not openly rebel! The imperial court has to reserve the position of spokesman for local generals like Song Wen in the court... From now on, as long as Song Wen does not fall, he can also obtain the corresponding official position!
Even if he doesn't have much real power, his status will never be too low... This can be regarded as fulfilling my father's lifelong wish!
An undercurrent suddenly surged in the Central Plains...More resources began to flow to the Shandong area. Within a few months...Song Wen completely controlled all the military and military guards under his name! In order to recruit the refugees in the fields
In the name of the army, a thousand troops were once again selected and dispersed to various military camps for training...
Wang Yuan Wang Zhizhou has become numb... He is waiting, waiting for Li Yan, Liang Shicheng and Cai You to give him a chance to escape from Mizhou! Wang Yuan, who is as cunning as a fox, has already smelled the unusual smell in Mizhou... Song Wen was surprised
There seems to be an undercurrent surging throughout Mizhou and Dengzhou!