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Chapter 85 The old man didn't hear

Wu Zheng smiled bitterly and said, "When the Tartar cavalry in the Three Realms Guards attacked, they had already collapsed. I heard that less than 100 people fled to Shaoxing Prefecture, how dare such a remnant dare to fight against the Tartar cavalry? As for the Liao Qianhu garrison in Shaoxing Prefecture, there are only more than 600 people. Besides, the Lu Jianguo would never agree, so he would let the last force in his hand fight this bad battle that he did not know how to win."

Qian Sule fell silent, and Wu Zheng said it was true.

Zhu Yihai originally controlled the Three Realms, Lianghu, and Shaoxing Prefecture, and now only Liao Zhongping's guard is intact.

The Lianghu Pacific Institute was actually destroyed, with only more than 300 soldiers. After the battle in Shining Town, more than half of them were killed.

The Three Realms Sansha Institute has been removed from the list.

At this time, Zhu Yihai would rather turn around than throw out his last reliance.

Qian Sule suddenly looked up and said, "Although I dispersed the rebels convened that day, many people were stranded around Shaoxing Prefecture. As long as people were sent to reconvene, not to mention many people, I still could recruit them."

Wu Zheng was excited when he heard this. He originally wanted to continue recruiting strong men, but Shining Town had already recruited more than 100 people, and the blood of the battle that day could no longer be hidden. How could the normal good family members dare to join the army?

If Qian Sule could really summon a thousand people, this group of people would definitely be much stronger than the strong men who were recruiting now, and there is really a possibility of this battle.

Wu Zheng carefully said: "That would exceed the maximum number of troops in the garrison."

Qian Sule glanced at Zhang Guowei and said, "There is a Minister of War here, and he should have the final say whether it is better or not."

Zhang Guowei said angrily: "I didn't hear it."

"Then I will work hard for you, Lord Wu." Wu Zheng stood up and bowed.

Unexpectedly, Qian Sule smiled bitterly and said, "It is easy to gather people, but how to deal with them?"

Wu Zheng was stunned.

Zhang Guowei explained: "You don't know that when Lord Qian dismissed these rebels that day, all the promised money was not fulfilled. You also know that the taxes in eastern Zhejiang except for the eight counties of Shaoxing Prefecture were intercepted by the two dukes. The court had no money."

Wu Zheng had a dark face and scolded him in his heart.

Qian Sule sighed: "If I hadn't ruined my family to relieve the difficulties in the past, even if I sold land and houses, I would have to make up for the money. But now, I really can't afford to pay for it."

Looking at this stubborn middle-aged man, Wu Zheng couldn't help but feel thrilled.

Although Qian Sule is foolish and loyal, his obsession with serving the country is indeed admirable.

In this world, there are few scholars with backbone like this.

"Mr. Qian, if you cash out the promised silver, how much silver is needed?" Wu Zheng asked.

Qian Sule said: "There were more than 6,000 people who were involved in the aggression at that time. I promised to settle the family for five taels each. I had already paid the money at that time, but I didn't pay the five taels each of them later."

Wu Zheng took a deep breath, "More than 30,000 taels? Then can't I get so much?"

Zhang Huangyan asked strangely: "Wu Zheng, you have used the Wu family's ancestral property before you settled the people. Where did you get the money this time?"

Wu Zheng smiled and said, "I'm going to hide it from you. This time, I made a fortune in Shining Town. The invading Tatars were covered with yellow and white objects. After the war, there were as many as 28,000 taels."

The three of them were speechless when they heard this.

Zhang Guowei said in horror: "When will the Jianzhou Tartars be so blessed? Uh... no, even if they are blessed, they will not be able to carry them with them. Where did they get the money?"

Zhang Huangyan understood, and he replied, "Where can we get the money? It's offered by those shameless surrenders."

Qian Sule slapped the table with a "bang" and said angrily: "It is precisely because of such officials who harm the country and the people that the great cause of anti-Qing has become so difficult now."

Wu Zheng said: "I shouldn't have concealed these 28,000 taels, but I just thought about the court... cough, there are more wolves and less meat, and the fallen soldiers need pensions, so...hehe."

Zhang Guowei pointed at Wu Zheng with his finger and cursed: "If it weren't for your kid's attempt to destroy the family and relieve the difficulties before, I would have listed you with Fang Guoan and others. Tell me, how much surplus is there."

"Apart from the pension for the casualties, all the silver is there, about 17,000 taels. However, the rewards of the surviving soldiers have not been distributed yet. Ten taels per person have to be deducted. Nearly 6,000 taels will be deducted. In the end, the remaining 11,000 taels should be balanced."

Zhang Guowei was a little excited, "Okay, with these money, recruiting people, there is hope for winning this battle."

Qian Sule said: "Wu Zheng, although it is only more than 10,000 taels, this time he only needs to recruit a thousand people and pay the wages owed by these thousand people first, which is only 5,000 taels. The rest will only be used for future salary and pensions, which can also last for three or two months. This battle will definitely be won!"

Zhang Huangyan said: "We will do our best to replenish food and grass matters, and we will never let you fight against the Tartars with hunger."

Wu Zheng nodded and said, "It's better to ask Lord Qian to summon people as soon as possible before the Tartars fight back. It's better to be able to train for a few days than to count as to how many days it takes to be caught off guard."

Qian Sule said: "I will go back and make arrangements now. Shaoxing Prefecture is not big. If you have a day and a half, you can notify me. Wu Zheng, you will stay in Shaoxing Prefecture for one day and you will be able to take people back to Lianghuwei tomorrow."

"good!"

The four of them all avoided the issue of replacing the state of regent.

Because everyone knows that the most urgent thing at the moment is the remaining 1,000 Tartar cavalry.

....

After leaving Zhang Guowei's house, Wu Zheng returned to the outside of the palace.

I saw Uncle Zheng, the eunuch beside Zhu Ma, looking around.

Seeing Wu Zheng come back, Uncle Zheng runs a few quick steps.

"Mr. Wu, you are back."

"Uncle Zheng, what happened?"

"Oh, it's not a big deal." Uncle Zheng handed a delicate wooden box in his hand to Wu Zheng.

The small wooden box is antique, but it is quite cute anyway.

"Uncle Zheng, is this...?"

"Your Highness the Princess heard that Lord Wu did not receive pensions from the court for casualties, and was uneasy. He asked the old slave to send this Nanzhu, saying that he had sold it for the adults to use as a pension for the soldiers. Although the bead is worth less than ten thousand taels, it can still be sold for three or five thousand taels."

Wu Zheng felt warm and quickly refused: "This is not enough. How can the princess's private property in the boudoir beauties be pawned to serve as military funds?"

Uncle Zheng said: "Mr. Wu wants to know his noble character. Since your highness is ordered to be taken by old slaves, he has no intention of taking it back. Master Wu should accept it. Don't let Your Highness down and give it a pity to the soldiers."

Wu Zheng hurriedly explained: "Uncle Zheng, the best man dared not refuse, Wu Zheng understood this principle. However, the money for the pension of the soldiers has already been settled. As for this bead, please take Uncle Zheng back and return it to His Highness. Uncle Zheng will report to His Highness, and I and the soldiers will take His Highness to this wish."
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