Hundreds of households in Liaodong, covering the light with one hand

Chapter 134 The foundation of the country and the great victory (one more chapter)
  "Sir!" Fan Zhongjin turned pale when he heard this, and wailed: "Sir, students come with sincerity!!!"

The whole world knew that the commander-in-chief of Liaodong was good at beheading slaves, but Fan Zhongjin felt that beheading someone like him was no different from killing a chicken in the eyes of the young and excessive Dingyuan Marquis.

After kowtowing three times, Fan Zhongjin took out a well-preserved oil-paper seal from his tattered arms, then opened it with trembling hands. After a while, he took out a signed letter from inside.

"The eight major merchants in Shanxi, the Fan family, the Wang family, the Jin family, the Liang family, the Tian family, the Zhai family, and the Huang family from the north and south, are willing to give me a small gift of three million in cash for your lord's Liaodong military affairs. I will give it to you in a month! Together with the Huzhou family, , two weaving mills in Jiaxing, 10,000 kilograms of salt quotations in Yuncheng area, Shaanxi iron mines earn more than 100% profit every year, I would like to congratulate you on the great victory in Liaodong!"

Fan Zhongjin lowered his head and held the signed letter in both hands. He felt Wang Qi's almost serious scrutiny. The sweat on his forehead flowed down the tip of his nose and fell to the ground drop by drop, soaking a large area of ​​the floor.

"Each of the eight families will contribute one million taels of silver to fund the reconstruction of Liaodong. You will also be given half a year to open up a trade road connecting the southeastern provinces, Liangjiang, Shanxi and Horqin in Mongolia to Liaodong. Salt, iron, livestock , grain, porcelain, silk, satin, linen, and precious medicinal materials can all be bought and sold." Wang Qi's voice was low and emotionless: "There is only one thing. My Han family members are not allowed to be sold to foreigners."

"Ah?" After hearing Wang Qi's words, Fan Zhongjin was stunned on the spot and was completely in disbelief.

"Don't understand? You want me to repeat it to you again," Wang Qi said expressionlessly.

"Sir!" Fan Zhongjin straightened his body, raised his hands high, then fell to the ground, stretched his arms forward, and made a posture of prostrating himself to the ground: "From now on, the Fan family will ride for you, no matter what, no matter how hard you die!! All profits will be shared when the trade route is opened. Seventy percent of it belongs to you, and I will give this pledge as a filial piety to you, and it will be used for you to drink tea and go out!! Please accept it!"

"With a few million taels of silver, let's buy more food and help the people of Liaodong," Wang Qi waved his hand, indicating that he was not interested.

"Your Excellency loves the people and is a born saint, but we mortals cannot compare with him!" Fan Jinzhong stood up tremblingly, with blood dripping from his forehead.

"Go back to Shanxi tomorrow. I will send someone to contact you from Horqin. As for the Liaodong matter, you can ask Qin Erbao and he will take care of it for you." Wang Qi put down the tea cup and lost interest in talking.

"Young man, please step back." Fan Zhongjin knelt down and bowed again, then slowly stood up and walked out the door.

Wang Qi just sat there, quietly, tapping his fingers on the table.

The Shanshan-Shaanxi region has always had many contacts with Mongolia and Liaodong Jurchens. This has been the norm for more than a hundred years. Everything that exists has its own soil for survival and cannot be killed with a stick. For Wang Qi, if this kind of business family can be utilized, it will It will also be beneficial for future development.

Moreover, Wang Qi is not worried about betrayal at all.

Businessmen attach great importance to profits, but their class nature determines their weak instincts. As long as they can grasp the seven inches of profit, they are not afraid of overturning it. If things change, they can just slap them to death and then support other families.
  As long as we have the power to allocate resources, profit-seeking businessmen will flock to us.

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At this moment, thousands of miles away in Beijing, in the inner garden of the Imperial Palace.

Zhu Youxiao was sitting blankly in the East Pavilion Hall, looking at the sand table in front of him, motionless.

The two young eunuchs outside the main hall looked at each other, both helpless.

The emperor has been alone in the palace for more than an hour, saying nothing and not drinking water, which is really worrying.

Even if Mrs. Feng Sheng, who was usually the most respected by the emperor, came to persuade her, she would have a cold face and say nothing. In the end, Hakka could only return in anger.

The entire inner palace knew that the emperor was worried about the situation in Liaodong.

Ningyuan City has been besieged for more than half a month. The city has been cut off from food and grass. Nearly 20,000 soldiers defended the city and fought to the death. In just ten days, 30% of the city was lost, which brought the entire Ming Dynasty to near despair. However, in such a short period of time, the Central Plains area However, the troops could not be mobilized to leave the customs.
  At the same time, another piece of news came, making the already frightened court situation even more unbearable, that is, Wang Qi led his army to go deep into the country alone, and his movements are unknown so far.
  In the past few days, rumors began to spread in the capital that Wang Qi had led his army to defect to Hou Jin, and was preparing to bring the entire mountain and river region map of the pass with him to help Hou Jin enter the pass.

Although the imperial court has strictly prohibited such rumors and slanderous remarks about generals, rumors have always hurt people more quickly than a sharp knife. The more the imperial court banned them, the more absurd they spread.

There are even rumors that Wang Qi married Nurhachi's 13th daughter and became the queen's consort. With a plop, Zhu Youxiao squatted helplessly on the ground, his eyes were blank, and he murmured: "Where did Wang Qi go?"

By now, even Zhu Youxiao is a little confused.

Now, Zhu Youxiao no longer begged Wang Qi to drive Hou Jin out of the west of the Liaohe River in three months. Even if Ningyuan City was lost, it would not be a big deal, just stick to Shanhaiguan.

The most important thing, what Zhu Youxiao cares about the most, is that Wang Qi himself cannot be killed by Hou Jin, or really defect to Hou Jin. In this case, the entire Ming court will become the laughing stock of the world.
  call!
  Zhu Youxiao stretched out his hand and grabbed a corner of the sand table, and stood up with his body propped up.

"Your Majesty!" As soon as he stood up, Wei Zhongxian's surprised voice came from outside the palace: "Your Majesty, I am so happy, so happy!"

"What's the matter? Is there any news from Marquis Dingyuan?" Zhu Youxiao's expression changed and he asked hurriedly.

"Uh" Wei Zhongxian's expression turned grim, and he bowed and said, "The answer to Your Majesty is not from the Marquis of Dingyuan, but from the Queen."

"Oh, what's the matter, Queen?" Zhu Youxiao looked relaxed and lowered his head.

"The Empress is feeling unwell this morning. She will be consulted by an imperial physician later in the day. Three imperial doctors will consult together." Wei Zhongxian said with joy on his face: "The Empress is pregnant!"

"What?" Zhu Youxiao suddenly turned around, and the gloom on his face disappeared: "I have a son? The queen is pregnant!"

"Your Majesty, go and have a look quickly!" Wei Zhongxian supported Zhu Youxiao and wanted him to see the queen.

"I'll change my clothes," Zhu Youxiao was in a hurry for a while. He was worried about everything in Liaodong, but now finally a happy event came.

The queen's pregnancy is related to the country's foundation. Compared with this, Liaodong affairs seem not so important.

In Kunning Palace, the maids and eunuchs came in and out, all buying items to serve the queen.

"The Emperor has arrived!!"

Accompanied by Wei Zhongxian, Zhu Youxiao quickly felt the location of the harem Kunning Palace from the East Pavilion.

"I come to greet Your Majesty!" Queen Zhang Yan's face was already unparalleled, and now that she was pregnant, she looked even more holy.

"Quickly get up, queen, don't move your fetus," Zhu Youxiao stepped forward to support the queen and helped her into the palace.

"Your Majesty is busy with everything, why do you have to run around late at night and make me feel uneasy physically and mentally?" the queen lowered her head and spoke in a humble tone.

"Is there anything more important than the national affairs?" Zhu Youxiao patted the queen's slender hand and helped her sit down.

"Your Majesty, are you worried about Liaodong affairs recently?" The queen looked at her husband with some distress.

"What happened in Liaodong," Zhu Youxiao sighed helplessly and put his hand on the queen's abdomen, wanting to feel the unformed fetus: "I hope the emperor can bring a glimmer of hope to my Ming Dynasty."

"Your Majesty," the queen blushed and was about to speak when she heard Wang Tiqian's almost cheering voice coming from outside the palace: "Great victory!!! Great victory in Liaodong!!!"

(End of this chapter)