Chapter 336: Literary and Art Front

In Wenhua Palace, many "public affairs" were handled. Yang Jie returned to the Ganqing Palace and began to deal with some "private affairs".

"Big partner, are you saying that Guo Huan and Xiao Guozi are back?" Yang Jie returned to the Ganqing Palace and began to deal with some of his own private affairs. It is difficult to get these matters to the court officials and tell them that they can only handle them by themselves.

"Go back to Your Majesty, yes, Xiao Guozi ran all the places he ordered from Dongjiang Town, to Jinning, and then to Xuanda... and sang for the border soldiers. Now, four or five months have passed, and finally completed what Your Majesty has assigned." Wang Chengen said with a smile.

While listening to this news, Yang Jie was eating iced watermelons. In this weather, he didn’t eat iced things. Yang Jie felt that life would not last.

Yang Jing took a few quick bites of watermelon, then wiped his mouth with a towel, and said, "Okay! Xiao Guozi has arrived in the palace? When he arrives, he summoned him immediately. It is time to reward him." The chorus condolence group sent by Yang Jing completed the task and came back. Yang Jing had high hopes. The song "My Hometown" made Mao Wenlong completely speculative and leaned on himself. Most of his troops escaped from Liaodong outside the pass, and had a deep hatred for the Eastern Barbarians. Every family has a history of blood and tears. No one is eager to take revenge, but was resonated with this song "My Hometown". The blood and tears in his heart were evoked. Now they are basically determined to go to Liaodong to take revenge. The song ignited the sadness in their hearts. The emperor gave them hope. Fighting back to their hometown in Liaodong to take revenge has become the goal of these people's survival. Mao Wenlong had no other way except to turn to himself in full. Yang Jing's big trouble was cured. Mao Wenlong's instability was also something that Yang Jing, the emperor, was quite afraid of.

Mao Wenlong's Dongjiang Town, from North Korea to Jinning, is a key blockade line for blocking wild boar skin. If this blockade line is not strong and not reliable, then the task of blocking wild boar skin cannot be completed. In the future, the strategy of reliant on Mao Wenlong to restrain wild boar skin from advancing west will not be realized. Even those who are preparing to fight guerrillas in North Korea this year will not be realized. Therefore, Mao Wenlong is a key piece in the chess game in the late Ming Dynasty. If he is not settled, this chess will be difficult to play. Mao Wenlong is a key figure who can control the historical process.

Fortunately, Mao Wenlong has completely turned to him. Yang Jie was glad that he had used many methods and finally did not waste his time. He was indeed lucky than Chongzhen in history.

"Go back to Your Majesty, I'm back, now in the palace." Wang Chengen replied with a smile. His eunuch's contribution to the eunuchs, and his eunuch's head also had a glimpse on his face.

"See." Yang Jingwei said that although Guo Huan had no other skills, he could sing and perform, and could use a song to make Mao Wenlong turn toward him. This has to be said to be a great contribution. This is a typical small way to do big things.

Guo Huan ran outside for several months, and the person was already dark, with two eyes and very energetic, and he kowtowed to salute when he saw the emperor.

"Long live my husband Guo Huan to see my emperor..."

"Get up." Yang Jing said with a smile. Yang Jing turned around. Yang Jing worked hard. The money was delivered on time every month and sent a secret box to ask about his well-being. However, this was not the reason why Mao Wenlong turned back. In the end, Mao Wenlong gave up his will to follow him. It was Guo Huan's condolence group to sing a few songs in Dongjiang Town of Mao Wenlong. These songs were specially customized for Mao Wenlong and his subordinates, which were to arouse the sad things of his subordinates, to arouse the willingness of his subordinates to fight back to Liaodong, and to arouse the resonance of the entire Dongjiang Town. In this way, Mao Wenlong had no other way except to follow him. He was just a dream to hook up with the Donglu and establish himself. If he dared to do this, the first person who could not spare him was his subordinates.

"I thank Your Majesty for your kindness." Guo Huan was still a young child when he went out. Now, he has become more capable. He is a eunuch. If not, he must be a shrewd and capable person, and must be a vibrant young man. Unfortunately, when he speaks, he cannot do without the eunuch's unique tone, which is very different from a man's words.

Yang Jing looked at this little eunuch and felt it was a pity. If he were not a eunuch, he was a normal person, perhaps he could train him and send him to the new army for a good training. He was not sure that he would be a reliable pillar in the future.

"Xiao Guozi, you did a good job. This time, you ran for me. It was very successful. I heard that you sang those songs from Mao Dashang in Dongjiang Town. The people in Dongjiang Town cried? Isn't it true?" Yang Jing asked. There were many things in history about winning with music, such as "being surrounded by enemies". Yang Jing was quite proud of using music to pull Mao Wenlong back to his side, thinking that this was his masterpiece.

"Your Majesty, it's not that I'm boasting. In the Dongjiang Town Marshal Mao's choir, I'm not finished singing. There were tens of thousands of people in the entire school, crying loudly, crying loudly, and everyone was heartbroken. That scene was really the one who heard it, and the one who saw it was sad. That scene was really unforgettable for life!" Guo Huan thought of the story of singing the people in the entire Dongjiang Town as the greatest achievement in his life and the most worthy of boasting.

"Okay! OK! OK! OK! Xiao Guozi, you finally failed my entrusted work. Now, the soldiers and civilians in Dongjiang Town are determined to fight back to Liaodong. The morale of the military and civilians is strong and the hearts of the people are available. You have the greatest contribution..." Yang Jing praised.

"When you go back to Your Majesty, you are all wise and wise. Only when you listen to Your Majesty's words can you make a little insignificant contribution. Even if it is such a contribution, you should be given to Your Majesty. I am just a small errand-running work, and these are all what I should do." Guo Huan is very good at speaking and does not dare to compete for me at all. He is quite modest.

"Haha, I have never treated anyone who works for me. Those who have made merits are rewarded. Those who deserve rewards will be rewarded. Xiao Guozi, don't be too humble. This time, you have accomplished a big thing, and I will not treat you badly." Yang Jing added another note to his signboard: "My signboard is very good, just now."

"Back to Your Majesty, this is indeed Your Majesty's wiseness, and things will go so smoothly. Otherwise, how could I have the ability to sing and cry for tens of thousands of people..." Guo Huan said modestly.

"Haha..., OK, I won't talk about this. If you have any credit, you should reward me. Xiao Guozi, what do you want me to reward you?" Yang Jingai had a good impression of this little eunuch who used singing to settle Mao Wenlong.

"When you go back to Your Majesty, I will all listen to Your Majesty. You will do whatever you want to give me. You will give me something," Guo Huan said sensibly.

Yang Jing thought for a while and felt that this guy was still better in the field of literature and art. There is still a lack of such talent on this line.

"Then do you still want to develop in singing Romance?" Yang Jingang asked.

"When you go back to Your Majesty, I will listen to Your Majesty." Guo Huan said again.

Since I have solicited opinions, then I should stay here. The theater has been almost done and can be performed in it. At that time, I will have a chorus performance, some symphony, and then use these to fool one or two key figures in the late Ming Dynasty. This literary and artistic career will not be in vain. Yang Jing calculated it in his mind and made a decision, and still let Guo Huan fight in the literary and artistic career.

"Okay, since you listen to me, I decided to let you do this. A few months ago, I built a large theater, which is specially used for performances, which is especially suitable for your chorus and ensembles. Now that it is almost completed, you can go there to be a eunuch in the palm of the seal. In addition to being responsible for the Grand Theater, you are also responsible for your original affairs, chorus and ensembles. You have to work hard, especially those touching songs, songs that can resonate with others' souls. This will be the career you pursue throughout your life..." Yang Jing decided to let this eunuch continue to struggle on the literary and artistic front.

"I thank Your Majesty for your kindness and will definitely live up to Your Majesty's expectations!" Guo Huan accepted happily. The position of the eunuch in the palace is rare. There are only twenty-four eunuchs in the palace. He is now also the eunuch in the seal. This is indeed generous and those who follow the emperor have all prospects. It is true.

Yang Jing nodded. Looking at this little guy, he might have to make a few more songs to let him "touch" people again. Songs can indeed play a role that cannot be replaced in a specific environment. If he wants to buy Mao Wenlong and buy Mao Wenlong's subordinates with only money, this silver can be said to be a huge amount and may not be pleased. For example, Chongzhen in history spent a lot of money to support Yuan Chonghuan in training elite soldiers. As a result, this elite soldier almost became Yuan Chonghuan's private army. At the critical moment when the wild boar skin entered the pass, he would actually lose his chain and throw Chongzhen away and run back to the pass. This is a typical tragedy. Relying on silver alone is obviously very important, but sometimes it is unreliable. Yang Jing firmly believes that he will not and should not make the mistakes of Chongzhen in history.

Yang Jing thought about it and had set several goals for this little guy. One was a key figure in the late Ming Dynasty. Like Mao Wenlong, he had the ability to change the historical process, and even more powerful than Mao Wenlong's ability to change history. In addition, Yang Jing was preparing to send a choir to Shaanxi to hold some condolences for the victims, gather people's hearts and reduce the pressure on disasters in Shaanxi. Although Shaanxi is very big, it only needs to perform in a few fixed places, because disaster relief follows the river, and only needs to give condolences at the intersection of some big rivers and resettlement sites, which can have a good effect of uniting people.

"Okay, you have been traveling outside for a few months, but you need a good rest. Let's go and rest. After a few days, I will look for you and write some good songs. It will be more than just these. Haha, come on, do you know?..." Yang Jing ended the reception with a smile.

"I obey the order, I will take my leave." Guo Huanhuan left happily.

"Wait..." Yang Jingying shouted.

"I am here." Guo Huan was about to go out, but when he heard the emperor calling him, he stopped again and agreed respectfully.

"I almost forgot one thing. This time, not only you have the credit, but the rest of the choir also have credit. I will reward you with me. I almost forgot this. Big companion, reward Xiao Guozi with 10,000 taels of silver. Xiao Guozi, take this ten thousand taels of silver yourself and give the choir people a little bit of money. As a reward for long-distance travel in the past few months, it is my wish. I will not treat him unfairly by the people who do things for me. By the way, those leading singers can give more and take more care of them.

,You can control this yourself, don't treat the people who are unfairly treating the choir... I will use it in the future..." Yang Jing added that Yang Jing is now very good at the special purpose of the literary and artistic front. Yang Jing attaches great importance to the literary and artistic front, but it is not as simple as ordinary people think that dancing a dance or singing a song. Back then, "the enemy of all sides" crushed the resistance confidence of the Chu King's army, and he also brought back Mao Wenlong with one song. This literary and artistic front is definitely not as simple as laughing and entertainment.

"I thank Your Majesty for your kindness." Guo Huan kowtowed happily again, 10,000 taels. The emperor was indeed "not short of money" as rumored outside. He was generous and thanked him very hard.

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Guo Huan left, Yang Jie took out the secret box and opened the letter inside. This was a secret letter from Mao Wenlong to himself. Every once in a while, Mao Wenlong would write a secret letter to himself, telling him what he was doing recently, what thoughts he had, and reporting on his ideological work, work dynamics, etc.

When Mao Wenlong first got the box, he was very slippery and a little bit scheming. He thought the emperor was young and fooled, and there were no wise ministers in the court to assist him. Therefore, he had plans to deceive himself and always talked to the emperor in his letter. When Mao Wenlong first got the money that the emperor allocated every month, he also mocked the emperor for being too young and not being in charge of the family. He didn't know that oil and salt are expensive. He was very happy to take the emperor's silver and was not ruthless. He was just a sloppy person.

Later, slowly, I began to learn the power of the emperor. The various things about the emperor that were passed back from the capital made him less and less afraid to show off in front of the emperor, pretend to be stupid, and began to treat the emperor sincerely, and he was respectful and down-to-earth in writing letters. The emperor gave him 80,000 taels of silver every month, and million taels of silver a year. He originally thought that the emperor would not live, so he spent too much money. He knew that the emperor had not long been able to produce a 10,000 taels of silver to provide disaster relief. This incident changed his view of the emperor. It turned out that the emperor gave him 80,000 taels a month, which was nothing. The emperor was "not short of money" at all, not what he thought: the emperor was very stupid and naive, very tender and easy to fool.

What made Mao Wenlong speechless was that the emperor sent a condolence choir. A song made him cry loudly on the spot. The people's hearts and morale of the army completely changed. In addition to obeying the public's opinion and morale and following the emperor, Mao Wenlong no longer dared to make trouble. The emperor said that he wanted to train elite soldiers, so he would train elite soldiers. The emperor would divide the army into several levels, so he would divide it into several levels. The emperor said that he wanted to do business, so he would do business. Anyway, he would do whatever the emperor said. Mao Wenlong felt that the emperor was too powerful. If he didn't restrain himself, he would not know how he died at the hands of the emperor.

Yang Jing hadn't replied to Mao Wenlong for several days. Yang Jing had never been sure about the content of the reply. Today, when he met Guo Huan, the content of Yang Jing's letter was confirmed.

Yang Jing wrote a letter quickly, using a hard pen and writing words quickly on the "money printing paper". Being an emperor enjoys some privileges, making it a little special or luxurious, it is nothing. This kind of office environment is no longer much different from later generations.

After writing the letter, Yang Jing sealed it with a secret box and handed it to Wang Chengen, saying, "Great companion, send it to Marshal Mao."

"As for your order, your majesty." Wang Chengen agreed.

"I will issue an order to the Ministry of War to transfer Mao Chengdou in Dongjiang Town. Shang Kexi, Geng Jingzhong, Kong Youde... I went to Beijing for training. Mao Wenlong used to submit a memorial, which contained the names of these people. I marked them with red pens. You can copy them down..." Yang Jing's letter wrote these things, preparing to use a secret box and Mao Wenlong to vent the order. The Ministry of War's transfer order will be late, so that Mao Wenlong can have a preparation process. I have told Mao Wenlong before that the army will be transferred to the ashore in batches for training, so that in the future, when the decisive battle with the Donglu, everyone will have a good cooperation with each other. Moreover, in the future, the army will be promoted to a new position.

In the future, even the servants of various garrisons in the military school would have to be trained in the new army before they could ascend their ancestors. Therefore, Yang Jing asked Mao Wenlong to choose a group of people worth training to send them to the new army for further study. Yang Jing was surprised to find that among these people, it was indeed as expected that among the "Three Kings" under Mao Wenlong in history, Shang Kexi, Geng Jingzhong, Kong Youde, and Yang Jing ordered these people without hesitation. Of course, in order to cover up, there were also some other people. As for Mao Chengdou, it was because he was Mao Wenlong's son and he also wanted to be a hostage. With Yang Jing's strength now, Mao Wenlong dared not refuse to agree.

"...I obey the order, let's do it now." Wang Chengen agreed.

After giving the order, Yang Jing smashed his fist with his hand and looked upward. The sky was blue and cloudless. It was a weather that was too good to be "good". These three kings and Mao Wenlong's son, they trained them well. In the future, they were afraid that they would be their own hard-core generals. They could not work for their wild boar skin in the future. There was no reason to not be able to work for themselves. It was gold and would shine there. As long as they gave them a stage, they would show their own brilliance and always shine. The emperor of his true brand was determined to cultivate them. Can they still take off their palms? Hehe, in the future, the three kings fought against wild boar skin, and might be staged in this history. He would not make the mistakes of Chongzhen in history, and rely on civil servants to suppress military officers.
Chapter completed!