The weak scholar in the end of ancient times

Chapter 101 is about to be shouted out loud!
When Wen Gu displayed his "battle robe," the seniors who had previously looked at him with kindness instantly changed their attitude.

They all held important positions and wielded great power. They took advantage of the New Year to rush back to Xinzhou City because they knew that Zhao Laoda's private treasury was full at this time, and they could ask for a share.

I originally only considered my other colleagues as competitors, but I never expected that another bastard would appear right before the meeting!

However, they knew very little about Wen Gu, so they were wary but not overly concerned. A puppy's teeth can't chew much... right?

There's no time to think too much right now! Let's put aside the unexpected events caused by reviewing the past and continue with the plan.

The first crying contest of the new year has begun!
The bigwigs present took turns putting on their act, and for a moment, the room was filled with an invisible tension.

Given their presence, if it weren't for the fact that weapons aren't prohibited inside, these guys would probably have started fighting right there!
If we don't grab it now, by the time the meeting ends, Old Zhao's account balance will be all gone!

There can be no hesitation or soft-heartedness when it comes to securing funding!

Wen Gu sat at the end of the table, observing the battle situation in front of him and the reactions of the Zhao family father and son.

Uncle Zhao appeared calm, but his facial muscles twitched from time to time, indicating that his inner emotions were not so stable.

Cousin Zhao, on the other hand, wore a blank expression as if he had expected it.

As the main force after the weather warmed up, the city defense army had the best chance of winning. The two high-ranking officials in charge of the city defense army had barely begun to shed a tear when the opposing hunting army's commander and adjutant were already crying!
He was howling with overflowing emotion and with tremendous explosive power!

Our hunting army has been engaged in continuous "hunting" operations from late autumn to the entire winter, resulting in significant resource depletion and an urgent need for supplies!

We're hungry!
We're suffering!
We're exhausted!
From the clandestine operations to the soldiers' frostbite, everything was on full display. Add to that the tasks to be completed after the New Year: receiving ships heading north during the thawing and flooding season in late winter and early spring, monitoring caravans and groups of wandering refugees…

Wen Gu listened as this old man, dressed in worn-out clothes, cried and sang as he recounted their poverty.

As one of those who traveled north during the autumn and winter seasons, Wen Gu had seen the equipment of the Zhao family's hunting army.

The Zhao family will never cut corners on military spending, especially on the hunting army, which is the vanguard against external threats!
The military expenses of the three armed forces will not be deducted; that is the foundation of the Zhao clan!
The elite units of the hunting army were well-equipped, while the other units were slightly less well-equipped, but not as poor and destitute as this bigwig was crying out.

Anyone who didn't know better would think the hunting army was "hunting" on donkeys!

However, the hunting army leaders who were crying out didn't care what others thought; they had to let their leader know their difficulties!
Especially after seeing that amazing device called the telescope, the demand became even stronger!

I've heard that craftsmen are not very efficient at polishing lenses these days, so the number of telescopes they can produce is definitely limited. Therefore, there must be an order in which items are distributed—who comes first and who comes later? Who gets more and who gets less?
Wen Gu was the inventor and manufacturer, but Zhao Laoda was in charge of distributing the materials!
Boss, look at me!

My hunting army is going to escape!

We are the face of the Zhao family!
What we need most is the latest military equipment!
We are the sharpest blade in your hand, Boss!

Patriarch Zhao: "..."

The city defense commanders, seeing that the other side had gotten there first, cursed them inwardly for their unfairness and quickly and forcefully interrupted their "spellcasting." Then, with remarkable skill, they resorted to a combination of crying, flattery, and denigration—

master!!
Our city defense army doesn't act as flamboyantly as the hunting army, and we don't cry as loudly as they do. We just keep our heads down and do our work quietly!
You are a reasonable and understanding parent, so you absolutely cannot let your honest child suffer!
Wen Gu's gaze fell on the bigwigs of the city's defense forces, and he thought to himself.

To be fair, the city defense troops do have a heavy workload.

In the past autumn and winter seasons, the city defense troops continuously "plowed the land" in Xinzhou territory to sweep away evil spirits and screen those villages and towns that had not been found before.

After the New Year, as the weather warms up, the city's defense forces will once again face external crises. They will also need to strengthen patrols and protect farmland; the tasks are indeed heavy, and the military expenditure required will be considerable.

However, just by looking at the newly built fortifications and the replacement of city defense equipment, you can see that Lao Zhao has subsidized a lot of it!

Has the city garrison suffered a loss in terms of military spending?
Absolutely not!

It's just not obvious to the naked eye.

However, the generals in their forties and fifties, commanding large armies, portrayed the bitterness and helplessness of an honest man filled with resentment with remarkable skill. The seemingly honest and upright scholars, on the other hand, wholeheartedly cooperated in the performance. The combination of military and civil officials enhanced the overall effect!

The city garrison leaders looked honest and aggrieved, as if they had suffered a great injustice in the past.

In fact, his purse was full, and he wished he could lick clean all the extra balance in Old Zhao's warehouse!

Wen Gu's gaze then turned to the representative of the Patrol Guard. Pei Jun, the head of the Patrol Guard, was not good at this, so his adjutant rushed forward and howled even louder, one against two.

Everyone says that the Patrol Guard Commander is the Zhao family's "own son," or rather, the youngest son.

There's a saying among the people: the youngest son and the eldest grandson are the lifeblood of an old person.

In many people's eyes, the Patrol Guard Commander is the "youngest son" of the Zhao family, the one favored by the Zhao family head among the three major military institutions.

but!

The adjutant of the patrol unit appeared to be burdened with unspeakable grievances, radiating an aura of suppressed bitterness and repressed emotions.

Even the youngest son's family has no surplus grain!

Love me a little more, my lord!
Your youngest son is struggling financially!
How can you bear to see your youngest son, whom you raised with your own hands, maldevelop?!
Commander Pei Jun doesn't talk much, but every word she says is helpful. She always smoothly takes over the role her adjutant plays, and this role can't be interrupted!

His face still carried a touch of just the right amount of paleness and sorrow, and his voice was slightly choked up. He vividly portrayed the misery of "a nobleman's son who has fallen on hard times and is worried about having a full meal," which aroused people's sympathy.

Looking at their "weak and feeble" appearance and lack of confidence, and recalling how Uncle Shen's first reaction upon seeing the patrol officers was to hide...

Is the Patrol and Guard Division still lacking in confidence?
Any more favoritism? That would be outrageous!

However, reviewing the past makes sense.

In these chaotic times, everyone hopes to have more supplies in their pockets to feed more people. Everyone hopes to receive greater support from their lord!

When it comes to securing additional military funding and support, the competition is about the subjective initiative of each party!

If you want military spending, you can't have any shame!

How can you have both?
Everyone knows it's all an act, but if you want something, you have to shout it out loud!

We need to sway Boss Zhao's emotions! We need to strongly convey our needs!
Are we crying for ourselves?

No!

We are doing this for the sake of our tens of thousands of soldiers, men, and civilians!
We're doing this for the Zhao family!
Hunting Army, City Defense Army, Patrol Guard.

Each side was sending the same message: Boss, look at me! Any pie? I'll go first, I've got a big mouth!
I am now sincerely learning from this experience.

Seniors, you really are all seniors!

This kind of spectacle is something most people can't see, and even if they did, they'd find it hard to stay calm.

Indeed, with a large family business, being the head of the family is not an easy task.

It's hard to treat everyone equally; both sides are equally important.

Look at his uncle, he's visibly worn out.

Look at his cousin, Young Master Zhao gradually went from being expressionless, to saying, "What nonsense are you talking about?", and then to being completely blank.

Let's take a look at the performers on stage—

All three parties are experienced partners with excellent teamwork; they can understand each other's next move with just a glance.

Look at them, they only say half a sentence, yet they can complete a huge exchange of information!
With someone working in cahoots, the goal can be achieved with extremely high efficiency—to extract money from the Zhao family's accounts!

Reflecting on the past, I was deeply moved and fell into deep thought, thinking about my employees.

He realized that going it alone was a disadvantage, and he needed to quickly get his team together so that he could bring along others to help him in similar situations in the future.

One is responsible for reason, and the other for madness!

(End of this chapter)