Mo Rigen was speechless. Of course, Daming would not give this opportunity. This is something that he didn't need to think about. Thinking of this, Mo Rigen sighed helplessly: "It's all Huang Taiji!"

Sanniang glanced at Mo Rigen, who was dejected and said with a smile: "It's all over!"

"The Oirat will be better in the future, and we will be better." Sanniang said confidently.

Datongwei.

Ever since Qi Jiguang led his troops out of the grassland, the atmosphere in Datong City has been extremely tense. Governor Zhang Pu, Xuanda, has been in Datong City. These days, he is unwilling to eat and sleeping, fearing that the army will retreat from the front.

Once the war is unfavorable, it will be over. How could Zhang Pu not be anxious?

"Eunuch Zhang, can we sit down?"

Looking at Zhang Cheng walking in front of him, Zhang Pu couldn't help but say, "You are walking around, and I have a headache."

These days, Zhang Pu and Zhang Cheng have become familiar with each other. This eunuch from the capital is quite good in Zhang Pu's opinion. He does not bother, does not make trouble, does not eat or invites, and does not blackmail property. The two of them get along well.

Zhang Cheng glanced at Zhang Pu and said with a smile: "Governor Zhang, are you not in a hurry?"

"Don't worry?" Zhang Pu pointed to his mouth and said, "Look, the blisters are full of fire, so are Qi Shaobao. There was news coming back two days ago, but it was cut off in the past few days. I'm still worried here!"

Just as the two were having a very bored quarrel, the outside suddenly became noisy.

Before the two people could ask questions, someone suddenly ran in outside, and he shouted excitedly: "Great victory, great victory, Qi Shaobao's victory!" This person was speechless and shouted for great victory.

"Speak well!" Zhang Cheng glared at his eyes and scolded loudly.

The person who came was shocked and then stabilized: "Sir, Eunuch Zhang, good news came from the front. The victory was great. Qi Shaobao fought with Huangtaiji outside Qinghugou and killed 100,000 yuan in formation."

"Huang Taiji is only exempted from his own life. Now the army has taken over Guihua City. Our Ming Dynasty has won!"

After hearing the other party's words, Zhang Pu jumped up from the chair and said with a smile: "Okay, great, I won, I won, Qi Shaobao, a good Qi Shaobao, it's really great!"

Zhang Cheng also smiled, but compared to Zhang Pu, Zhang Cheng had a little more confidence in his heart.

Zhang Pu didn't believe Qi Jiguang, but Zhang Cheng knew that the emperor had prepared for this battle for many years. Although the Jing camp was a newly formed army, they were made by Ma Fang. Who is Ma Fang? He is a famous general!

Especially when fighting against the Oirat, Ma Fang was quite experienced. The entire Xijing Camp was trained according to the deal with the Oirat.

Originally, I lacked practical experience, but I had seen blood when I fought an ambush last time and killed 10,000 Oar cavalry. Although it was not a strong army, I had seen blood. With the large number of people, I would not suffer any loss when facing Huang Taiji.

Now the good news has come, and it just happened to verify my conjecture. The Ming Dynasty won this battle.

Capital.

For Zhu Yijun, these days have been quite difficult, but there are still some things that are quite happy, that is, Song Yingchang finally settled the site selection budget and construction drawings, which is what Zhu Yijun has been looking forward to for a long time.

Compared with other things, this is also very important, which is related to your next plan.

Looking at Song Yingchang who was extremely tired in front of him, it was probably a long time since he had a good rest. Zhu Yijun felt a little embarrassed and said to Zhang He beside him: "Go and bring a stool for Lord Song, let's talk!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!" Song Yingchang hurriedly bowed.

In fact, Song Yingchang's days were not easy at all. He first went to Tianjin to choose a site, which blew the northwest wind for a long time. After returning to the capital, he made a budget and planned. This busy work lasted for several months.

However, after receiving the emperor's seat, Song Yingchang was still very pleased that he had not been in vain for his work!

The dream of a civil minister to the king Yao and Shun is that it is a little lower, "You treat him with a national scholar, and I repay him with a national scholar." Now Song Yingchang feels that he has a little bit of this, and he probably has to be promoted to his official position.

Zhu Yijun glanced at Song Yingchang and said with a smile: "Tell me! Look at your achievements over the past period."

Song Yingchang nodded quickly, obviously this time Song Yingchang made sufficient preparations. From site selection to construction, from cost to construction, each piece was very perfect, and it can be said that a perfect plan was formulated.

"How much does it cost?" Zhu Yijun asked with a smile after listening to Song Yingchang's words quietly.

This is what Zhu Yijun is most concerned about. When he heard Song Yingchang say it, Zhu Yijun had a bad feeling in his heart. If he did it according to Song Yingchang's plan, it would probably cost a lot of money for this royal shipyard.

"According to His Majesty's ten docks, a total of 1.2 million taels of silver is required."

Song Yingchang said respectfully that this was calculated through detailed calculations, which is what he dared to say here, but he really dared not say it when put in the court. It cost 1.2 million taels to build a shipyard, but the shipbuilding has not started yet!

However, Song Yingchang also calculated that from leveling the land, to material transportation, to personnel allocation, it really takes so much.

What the emperor was going to build was not a small boat, it was a big boat. Without a large shipyard, it would be impossible to build it. The investment of 120,000 taels may not be enough in the end, but that's all for the time being.

When Zhu Yijun heard the number of 1.2 million taels, he felt relieved, and was still within an acceptable range for the time being.

However, thinking about the subsequent shipbuilding costs and the military expenses of the navy, Zhu Yijun still had a toothache. How much does it cost to smash this navy? If this is done, his own trunk will not be able to bear it!

When using troops in the northwest, there is also money needed there. Not to mention anything else, just rewards are a big sum.

After winning a great victory, the emperor naturally could not be stingy. He also planned to start the military reform through this victory, at least in the northwest. The great troubles of the Oirat have been eliminated, so he can move the northwest army with peace of mind.

All of these cost money, plus the expenses of disaster relief, I might have a deficit again this year.

Thinking of this, Zhu Yijun sighed helplessly, "Money, money!"

"You have a rest for a while and take care of your health. I will arrange for you to be promoted to Minister of Works and to be transferred to the position of general manager of the Royal Shipyard. At that time, the Tianjin shipyard can start construction."

Zhu Yijun is actually waiting for news from the northwest. The situation is unstable and he is in no mood to do anything!

Song Yingchang left. Zhu Yijun was slightly stunned when he saw Zhang He bringing the memorial in. This is not the time to hand over the memorial! And it is a book. Unless it is a big deal, this situation will not happen!

"Whose comment?" Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang He and asked.

"Go back to the emperor, it's my godfather!" Zhang He answered quickly and reached out to hand over the memorial.

Zhang Jing’s note?

Zhu Yijun reached out to take the memorial, opened it and took a look, and Zhu Yijun's face suddenly showed joy. Yangzhou was done, it was really good news. After breathing a sigh of relief, Zhu Yijun began to look through it quickly.

In this memorial, Zhang Jing told in detail about the incident in Yangzhou. From the beginning of his arrival in Yangzhou, nothing was left behind.

At the end of the memorial, Zhang Jing attached a detailed checklist. Looking at the things on it, Zhu Yijun sighed: "I am the only one in the world who is poor! But this money can alleviate the financial crisis."

He reached out and put down the memorial, Zhu Yijun said, "The Qi family was killed, and the other salt merchants, who were killed, were beheaded and displayed in public. The whole family was sent to Lingnan and Yangzhou officials, were beheaded and confiscated. The family was sent to Lingnan and Lingnan. Let's give the seals!"

This time, I will definitely not be exiled to Lingnan and enjoy the happiness!

"Yes, the emperor!" Zhang He agreed, turned around and prepared to go out, but unexpectedly Zhu Yijun called him again.

"I sent Zhang Jing to handle the Yangzhou matter as soon as possible, and escort the confiscated silver into Beijing, and sell all the cultural, calligraphy and paintings and fields stores! Tell Zhang Jing that he would preside over the sale, so don't sell it too cheaply."

"Yes, the emperor!" Zhang He agreed and turned around and went out again.

The matter in Yangzhou came to an end, and I had a lot of heartache. With this money, I had the reward for this battle in the northwest. The money that was not enough for military reform was not yet settled, so I still have to find a way!

Civil servant school in Beijing.

Tomorrow is the day to graduate from the Civil Service School. After three months of training, these civil servants can finally leave this place. Basically, everyone is happy and full of gratitude.

Twenty-seven people, eighteen who finally persisted, were really different from when they first came in.

On the edge of a field, Sun Chengzong and Li Yiqi were leaning on the head in their hands and drinking water in sweat. After a look at Li Yiqi, Sun Chengzong put down the water bag in his hand and said with a smile: "I knew that farming was hard before, but I really didn't expect it to be so hard!"

"At noon, sweat drips into the soil on the ground, but who knows that every grain of food on the plate is hard to do."

"When I read this poem before, I sighed and sighed, but now I really empathize with it!"

In the civil servant school, everyone needs to open two acres of private land, which is part of the agricultural course. Everyone has to do it, open it, and then plant it. It is really a challenge for these scholars who have never done work.

Sun Chengzong's originally fair face had turned black at this time, and it was all sunny.

"We are still good, and the people are much more suffering from farming than this." Li Yiqi put the pickaxe on the ground, sat on it, and then said with a smile: "When I was young, I watched my parents farming. Every year, I sold the little grain for me, buy me pens and books, and let me read."

"Brother Sun, do you know? My father is hungry most of his life."
Chapter completed!