A sickly fellow ridiculed by the entire army? I'll be the most beautiful woman in the barracks!

Then Zhao Daxuan looked at A Liang, who was leading the Xuanjia cavalry.

"Ah Liang, you all come with us. Let Erlong lead you to bring out our own warhorses. After all, those warhorses are much better than the ones in the camp."

Ah Liang nodded in agreement, then looked at Zhao Daxuan with a puzzled expression.

"Sir, aren't you coming with us?"

Zhao Daxuan shook his head. "I have other things to do. Let's split up."

Li Erlong, A Liang, and the others then parted ways with Zhao Daxuan and headed towards the core camp.

After saying goodbye to Zhang Xiaoshan, Zhao Daxuan headed to Sihai Money Exchange.

This time when he returned to the city, in addition to entrusting Li Erlong and others with tasks, he also had two other things he needed to do personally.

One of them was the resettlement allowance promised to the new recruits. The original amount of 10,000 taels of silver was spent very quickly, and it was all gone in just one day.

This time he was going to Sihai Money Exchange to exchange the remaining 40,000 taels of silver notes from a few days ago for cash.

He rode his horse to the entrance of Sihai Money Exchange, dismounted, and the servant at the gate recognized Zhao Daxuan as the big customer from a few days ago.

One man rushed into the manor to report, while another servant stepped forward to take the reins.

"My lord, please come in! I'll watch over the warhorses; they'll be safe."

Zhao Daxuan nodded and casually tossed out a string of copper coins, making the servant bow and scrape with delight.

Upon entering the Sihai Money Exchange, a servant led Zhao Daxuan to the reception hall.

As soon as Zhao Daxuan sat down and picked up his teacup, Jia Wanhe rushed over.

Upon seeing Zhao Daxuan, his old face immediately broke into a wide grin. "Oh my, what wind has blown our Lord Zhao here again?"

"Hehe, Manager Jia, you certainly know how to talk. With the war situation so urgent, I won't waste time chatting. I'm here today to exchange the remaining 40,000 taels of silver."

Zhao Daxuan looked at Jia Wanhe with a serious expression.

Upon hearing this, Jia Wanhe's expression changed slightly, revealing a troubled look as he frowned and spoke.

"Lord Zhao, you need money again so soon? Didn't you just say a few days ago that silver notes would suffice?"

Zhao Daxuan looked at the other person's expression and his heart sank slightly.

He said in a deep voice, "I'm about to recruit new soldiers and need to provide them with settling-in allowances. Is Manager Jia facing any difficulties?"

Jia Wanhe gave a wry smile, looking at Zhao Daxuan with a face full of apology.

"Lord Zhao, to be honest, the war situation is tense right now. Our Sihai Bank has a rule that if a battle occurs within five miles of Zhenbei City, all cash must be sealed in the underground vault."

"Today, Tartars have attacked both the north and south of the city. In accordance with regulations, our Sihai Money Shop has just sealed all the cash into the underground vault, leaving only 10,000 taels of cash for emergency use."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan frowned deeply. "Then reopen the underground vault, otherwise it will delay our battle opportunity, and don't blame me for being impolite then!"

Jia Wanhe looked at Zhao Daxuan with a troubled expression.

"Lord Zhao, our regulations here state that the treasury cannot be reopened until the war situation is stable. Why don't you take this ten thousand taels first?"

Zhao Daxuan's face darkened. He slammed down the teacup in his hand, reached into his robes, and pulled out the calligraphy that Yue Zhenyuan had just written for him, laying it flat on the tea table.

He then pressed the sword at his waist onto the paper, revealing the four large characters "execute first, report later".

Pointing to the general's seal on the calligraphy, he looked coldly at Jia Wanhe and spoke again, "Manager Jia, do you recognize this seal?"

As Jia Wanhe looked at the general's seal and the four large characters "execute first, report later" on the calligraphy, he couldn't help but wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, his throat bobbing as he swallowed.

Seeing Zhao Daxuan's stiff smile, he nodded repeatedly.

"I recognize him, I recognize him. Since Lord Zhao has said so, the resettlement allowance for the new recruits is a very important matter."

"Even if it violates our bank's rules, you must withdraw the money!"

"I'll arrange for someone to reopen the basement immediately, but it won't be quick; it'll take at least another hour!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan's expression softened slightly. He took out the 40,000 taels of silver notes he had previously obtained from Sihai Money Exchange and placed them on the table.

"The silver notes are here. Go and get them done quickly. This afternoon, you must arrange for someone to move the cash to my camp five kilometers away from the South Gate. My men are there."

After saying that, he stood up and walked out. He was too lazy to arrange for someone to bring the cash, so he just had the people from the money shop deliver it to him, figuring they wouldn't dare to play any tricks.

"Don't worry, sir, I'll arrange it right away!" Jia Wanhe bowed and took the silver notes before escorting Zhao Daxuan to the entrance of the money exchange.

Only after Zhao Daxuan rode away did Jia Wanhe finally breathe a long sigh of relief; by then, the back of his clothes was already mostly soaked.

After leaving Sihai Money Exchange, Zhao Daxuan arrived at Bailianfang. The weapons he had entrusted to him were now even more urgent, so he walked into the main hall of Bailianfang.

Mo Hanfeng was the one who came up to greet the guests as always, and Zhao Daxuan immediately asked him a question.

"Steward Mo, how's the progress on the weapons I assigned?"

Mo Hanfeng was taken aback upon hearing this, and said with some difficulty, "Lord Zhao, didn't you just place this order? And the quantity is so large, it can't be processed that quickly."

Zhao Daxuan sighed softly. He couldn't be as tough on Bailianfang as he was on Sihai Money Shop, since they had a deeper partnership.

"Manager Mo, you can't make that decision. Take me to see your young master!"

Mo Hanfeng nodded upon hearing this, then turned and led Zhao Daxuan to the original secluded courtyard. After announcing their arrival, Zhao Daxuan once again entered the bamboo forest.

"Haha, Brother Zhao, welcome, welcome!"

Before we even reached the bamboo house, Zhang Shijun came out to greet us.

Seeing this, Zhao Daxuan smiled, cupped his hands in greeting to Zhang Shijun, and together they walked into the bamboo house.

"Brother Zhang, I've bothered you again! I've come this time because I need your help with something."

"Brother Zhao, please speak freely. My Bailianfang will certainly do its utmost to assist you."

"Today, at General Yue's request, I am leading my troops to garrison outside the city. We will soon face a massive army of tens of thousands of Tartars!"

"Therefore, I hope that Bailianfang can lend me a helping hand!"

Zhang Shijun's expression changed slightly. "Brother Zhao, how can you agree to such a dangerous thing?"

Zhao Daxuan shook his head slightly. "It's complicated, but it's a done deal now. I just ordered several hundred sets of weapons from you yesterday. Could you please help me deliver them in the next couple of days?"

Zhang Shijun frowned, remained silent for a while, gritted his teeth, and looked at Zhao Daxuan again.

"Brother Zhao, as I just said, I will do my utmost to help, and I will certainly not go back on my word!"

"I know about your order. Here's what I'll do: I'll have Bailianfang stop all other orders and work on yours first. We'll rush to finish it tonight, and it should be completed before sunset tomorrow."

"In addition, I also have a thousand other custom-made, fifty-forged longswords. If Brother Zhao needs them, I'll give them to you as well!"

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daxuan's eyes widened slightly, and he couldn't help but grin.

"Haha, that's perfect! I'll take them all! Money's no object!"

As he spoke, he reached into his robes and took out the silver notes from his personal space.

Zhang Shijun reached out and pressed down in the air, smiling as he stopped him, "Brother Zhao, don't be in such a hurry. The money can be deducted from future profit sharing."