I support the army through farming and business.

Chapter 124 Blue Jade Butterfly Hairpin

"I made money, and the people had soybean oil to eat." Tang Zhao picked up two silver ingots and clinked them together, listening to the crisp sound and smiling, "This is what we call a win-win situation."

Tang Zhao slept exceptionally soundly that night and woke up early the next day, which was unusual for him.

After breakfast, Tang Zhao ordered his men to load the silver box onto the carriage and head to the military camp.

A familiar intersection, a familiar scout. Tang Zhao stopped his horse and waited for Chao Yi to come and report.

Tang Zhao sat on his horse, picked up a fresh leaf, put it to his mouth and played some music.

The scouts and palace guards listened with grimace, every second seemed like an eternity.

Half an hour later, Gu Ci arrived with his men and rode his horse towards Tang Zhao.

When the song ended, Tang Zhao asked with a smile, "How was it?"

Gu Ci nodded, "Not bad!"

This was like meeting a kindred spirit. Tang Zhao's eyes lit up. "I didn't expect my husband to understand music. Could you please tell me more about it? Why is it so good?"

"If it were blown during battle, the enemy would be driven into flight."

Tang Boya felt that Gu Ziqi was not good enough and wanted to change him.

"Let's go," Gu Ci turned his horse and led the way, "Father is waiting to see you."

"Only my father is waiting to see me. Where's my husband?" Tang Zhao rode alongside Gu Ci, "Does my husband miss me?"

Gu Ci paused his hand holding the reins, squeezed his legs against the horse's belly, and the horse's ears neighed red as it galloped away, leaving Tang Zhao a long distance behind.

What a great horse! Tang Zhao arrived at the military camp with envy and dismounted beside the wasteland.

"Daddy!"

King Xuan turned around and laughed when he saw Tang Zhao. "Zhao Zhao, the composting method you mentioned really works. It's fermented so well in just a few days! The veterans in the barracks have seen it and they all say it's excellent fertilizer!"

"I've already had fertilizer sprinkled into the soil. The fertilizer pit has been emptied quite a bit. Do you want to continue composting?"

"Yes!" Tang Zhao nodded. "Let it ferment longer. It will be good for fertilizing the fields in the future. But as the weather gets warmer, the fermentation time can be shortened to two weeks." Thinking that Dayu didn't have a time unit called "week", Tang Zhao changed his words and said, "Half a month will be enough."

King Xuan responded seriously, "I've made a note of it." Seeing Tang Zhao still looking at him, King Xuan touched his tanned face and asked, "Zhao Zhao, what else do you want?"

"Farm tools," Tang Zhao reminded, "Dad, how are the farm tools going?"

King Xuan laughed awkwardly, and Jiang Yiming came to his rescue, "The workshop has already produced 100 farm tools each, and the waterwheel is under construction."

One hundred? Tang Zhao blinked. "Is that enough?"

Jiang Yiming was very straightforward, "There is no extra iron."

Tang Zhao looked at the huge chimney emitting black smoke in the distance in silence.

It's understandable that they kept the iron weapons. After all, if the city fell, everyone would die. However, "Is there a way to buy iron?"

Jiang Yiming spread his hands and said, "I don't have any money."

"I have it!" Tang Zhao raised his hand. "I came here this time with 100,000 taels of silver to pay off my debt!"

"So soon?" King Xuan was shocked. "It hasn't even been a year."

Tang Zhao puffed out his chest proudly.

Jiang Yiming poured cold water on him, "Not enough, at least two hundred thousand taels, and we still need fifty thousand taels."

In order to raise money to buy iron, they have been eating vegetarian food for a month.

Tang Zhao gritted his teeth and said, "I'll have someone send it over later!"

God have mercy on her, the silver was gone before she even had time to warm it in her hands, 150,000 taels, who could bear this?
Tang Zhao pursed his lips, silently closing the small purse he had intended to give to Gu Ci, and took out a silver ingot from it, quietly stuffing it into Gu Ci's pocket, and said slyly, "Take it quickly, don't let anyone see it."

King Xuan and Jiang Yiming were standing by:
The two walked away silently.

Gu Ci declined, "No need, I have nowhere to spend the money."

How can there be no money? Gathering information, bribing superiors, buying off subordinates—which one doesn't require money?
Or, "Can you buy me a gift?"

How can you use your wife's money to buy a gift for her? Gu Ci pursed his lips and said, "No need." Tang Zhao pouted.

Gu Ci continued, "I've already bought it."

Hmm? Tang Zhao looked up and met his gaze.

"Some time ago, I went to the Tea-Horse Market and saw a hairpin that I thought would suit you very well." Gu Ci turned his head and looked away, "so I bought it."

Tang Zhao asked, "Where did you get the money?"

"I got a year's advance on military funds from the military advisor," Gu Ci took out a hairpin that was still warm from his bosom and handed it to Tang Zhao.

Tang Zhao lowered his head and looked at the blue jade butterfly hairpin tightly held in the man's rough palm. The butterfly on it was exquisitely crafted and seemed to be spreading its wings to fly. It was obvious that it was worth a lot of money.

"It looks good," she said with a soft smile, looking up. "There's no mirror here. Could you help me put it on, husband?"

How could this be allowed in public? The word "no" swirled in his throat before he swallowed it. Gu Ci's eagle eyes swept around, noticing the soldiers and King Xuan who were blatantly watching the show turn their heads away. He coughed lightly, considered for a moment, and inserted the blue jade butterfly hairpin into his right hair.

Tang Zhao's eyes lit up. "Does it look good?"

The jet-black hair is fixed with a light-colored headband and decorated with elegant hairpins, making it look more fresh and refined.

Gu Ci looked away and said, "I still have to lead the troops in training, so I'll leave first." After saying that, he left in a hurry, as if there were dozens of big wolfhounds chasing him.

Tang Zhao took advantage of the victory and pursued, "Dad, Zhao Zhao wants to visit the military training grounds and see the heroic spirit of the Northwest Army soldiers."

King Xuan was even happier to see that his son and daughter-in-law had such a good relationship. He said, "Go ahead, but be careful not to get hurt."

Tang Zhao responded loudly and quickly caught up with Gu Ci.

On the martial arts training ground, tens of thousands of soldiers were divided into dozens of teams, practicing different events with sweat pouring down their faces.

Tang Zhao stood beside Gu Ci and watched him intently.

"Time's up!" the centurion in charge of training shouted with a trumpet, "Rest where you are."

"That's all?" Tang Zhao didn't see enough. "It's not time for lunch yet."

Gu Ci explained, "Rest for half an incense stick, and then start the battle."

Oh, a real-life showdown!
Half an incense stick later, someone really came up to the stage.

Tang Zhao asked, "Will my husband come on stage?"

Gu Ci replied, "If someone challenges me, I will go on stage."

Tang Zhao rolled his eyes and deliberately said loudly, "I heard that the General of the Cavalry is unrivaled in the military camp. I wonder if anyone dares to challenge the general?"

Gu Ci turned his head and the scene fell into complete silence.

Tang Zhao waited for a long time, but no one dared to speak. She deliberately sighed and said, "I thought the Northwest Army Camp was full of strong men, but I didn't expect them to be so cowardly!"

Gu Ci looked at Tang Zhao with an ungrateful expression.

Tang Zhao looked at the soldiers who were gathering quickly and whispered in Gu Ci's ear, "Husband, wish yourself good luck!"

A young soldier in his twenties saluted Gu Ci respectfully and said, "I dare to challenge the general."

Gu Ci nodded in response to the challenge.

The young soldiers lightly tapped their toes and jumped onto the stage.

Gu Ci took Tang Zhao to the edge of the ring, found a place with an excellent view and no risk of accidental injury, settled him down, and then slowly walked onto the ring.

The young officer bowed and said, "I'm sorry for the offense."

Gu Ci returned the greeting, "There is no distinction between high and low on the stage. Please."

The young soldier took the first step and the two of them soon started fighting.

Zhao Zhao: I am a professional at cheating people.

Author: I am a professional at digging holes.