"Borrow compensation?" Wu Yanchong smiled bitterly, "Do you still have to pay the profit?"

"Of course I have to give it," said Wu Yanen. "It's fair not to make a profit by 20% a year, don't you have to make a profit, right?"

"It's 400,000 yuan a year!" Wu Yanchong shook his head repeatedly, "Goryeo is poor, how can it still be? In recent years, in order to fight with the Jurchens, he has already shaved three feet of the ground. Nine out of ten merchants in Haizhou have been shaved clean, not to mention ordinary small farmers, and the rent and taxes have been paid ten years later. Even the temples and officials and nobles donated money, and I am no exception. I have donated 200,000 yuan one after another. King Yan still wants to shave 400,000 yuan a year, which is absolutely impossible!

If I really forcefully take out the 400,000 yuan profit, who else would support me in the middle of the country? Now that the merchants and the civilians have no money, they will only be able to slaughter the temples and nobles. Do you want the elder brother to destroy the entire family in Goryeo?"

Wu Yanen smiled and said, "King Yan had already thought about this... He knew that Goryeo had no money. He didn't want money from Goryeo, but people from Goryeo!"

"I want someone? Silla maid?" Wu Yantong frowned.

"There are also Goryeo slave workers." Wu Yanen smiled, "A Goryeo slave is worth 50 yuan, and it is repaid for ten years. 400,000 yuan is 8,000 yuan... There are millions of people in Goryeo, and it is not too much to take out eight thousand people a year, right?"

"This..." Wu Yanchong was still a little hesitant.

Wu Yanen said: "It's just a deceased person. There are more than one count of people who starve to death in Goryeo every year? Maybe there's still a way out when sent out."

It is indeed not too difficult for Goryeo to provide 8,000 slave laborers a year. Although the Goryeo country was institutionally imitating the Song Dynasty, it was just the surface. The inner part of Goryeo is more like the Western Jin Dynasty and the world of hundreds of gentry. Ordinary people are actually worthless serfs. Moreover, Goryeo country does not have much land to be reclaimed, so serfs are also oversupply, which is even less valuable.

Wu Yanchong asked: "I don't know what King Yan wants these slave labors to do?"

"It's very useful." Wu Yanen smiled, "Our Youzhou navy dominates the two oceans in the southeast, from the east to the Hoiyi Island, from the west to Sanfoqi, and from the south to Java Island, where can't we go? Where can we get it? But not so many people go to build houses and ports and reclaim land. The Song people are expensive, and ten years of contract slaves are at least 200, so it's even more expensive to go overseas. So I want to get some Koreans to help with their work... It's not difficult, right?"

It turned out that in addition to getting a springboard for entering Japan, Wu Haogu also wanted to get some slave labor to develop Hokkaido and Luzon.

Now is the prosperous era of the Song Dynasty, not the Qing Dynasty later. The people of the Song Dynasty were much more valuable than the people of the Qing Dynasty, and there were fewer numbers. Although it was not impossible to get people, the cost was not low, so I had to save some money. Try not to send them to virgin lands that had not been well developed. For example, the island of Essay, many places on Essay Island (a small state with Malays on Luzon), including the future development east of Essay Island, and the use of Goryeo to hit the front station as much as possible.

When they come up with some foundation and let the Han people go up, the losses will be much smaller and the costs will of course be reduced.

"Okay!" Wu Yanchong thought for a while, "For the survival of Goryeo, I can also accept this matter with great pain, but I will ced Qingyuan County..."

"You have to cut off!" Wu Yanen said, "Do you think the Jurchens will not be greedy for the sake of the river? If they took Xijing, they would have a springboard to invade Kaijing and Nanjing. If there were no Youzhou troops stationed in Qingyuan County, it would not be safe to move the king to Nanjing."

"This... will King Yan turn against Goryeo and Jurchens? It's amazing to have a Jurchen!"

"Hehe," Wu Yanen smiled, "Is it so powerful or not? I have to compete to find out!"

"Contest?"

Wu Yanen stroked his beard and smiled, "The King of Yan did not avoid the wind and waves. He came to Goryeo from Tianjin Prefecture. Isn't it just to compete with Wu Yashu? According to his intention, he had to make the Jurchens surrender. He even thought about the title of Wu Yashu, the King of Jin of the Song Dynasty, the Great Protector of the Northeast, and the governor of Haidong! He himself was the King of Yan of the Song Dynasty, the Great Protector of Andong, the governor of Youzhou... Both sides had the status of shoulder-to-shoulder, but he still had to divide his elder brother and second brother out."

Wu Yanen, the senator of the Senate, has been together with Wu Haogu for many years, and of course he can also find some of Wu Haogu's thoughts.

In Wu Haogu's opinion, barbarians are always afraid of power but not virtue. It is useless to deal with them just feeding fat. They have to show off the guys and let them know that they are powerful.

That's why Wu Haogu traveled thousands of miles to meet Wanyan Wuyashu on the banks of the Datong River. The gunboats of the Truth, ten galloping warships, and two cavalry battalions on the Ten galloping warships and the Truth, a total of 1,000 knights of the Talk.

If there is any elite cavalry in the world that can be compared with the "Gunda" of the young master, then there is no doubt that Wu Haogu has carefully polished the group of fakes that have been carefully polished from scratch for more than ten years.

Just as Wu Yanchong and Wu Yanen were discussing how to save the country, Wu Haogu was standing on the deck of the "Truth" with his arms in his arms, watching the small sampans that were laid down from eleven large ships, transporting the knights and horses one by one to the campsite on the north bank of the Datong River.

This camp is less than five miles from the Xijing City in Goryeo, and is less than three miles away from a camp where Jurchen soldiers stand outside the east gate of Xijing City. Wu Haogu will meet with Wu Yashu there, and watch the "Truth" approaching Xijing City together, and use cannons to collapse the walls of Xijing.

However, watching cannon hunting is definitely not the only program. Youzhou army and the young Jurchen Gundam will definitely have a friendly match, and a competition of the bow and horse ranks is indispensable. If Yin Guan is forced to break out by cannons, he will inevitably have to let the knights perform the killer to kill...

The envoy of Wanyan Wuyashu had already boarded the ship. It was Wanyan Xie, an old acquaintance of Wuhaogu. The envoy of Wuhaogu was also sent to Wuyashu's camp, and it was also Zhang Zhifeng, who was familiar to Wuyashu.

"King Yan, your children are getting more and more powerful!" He also hugged his arms and stood beside Wu Haogu, staring at the tall and strong war horses intently, "Their horses are getting better and better!"

"This is the fourth generation of Tianjin horses." Wu Haogu smiled, "and they are all geldings that were castrated when they were young. They are not only tall and strong, but also have a good temper. Let's send you a few horses to you and Dubuqili.

There are also Bailing Tianjin Wart Armor, a hundred buffalo horn bows, and ten thousand silks, all of which are shipped with the ship."

"Thank you then." Xi also smiled, "Du Bo Jilie has also prepared a gift for you... one hundred large East Beads, fifty Harrier Eagles, ten tiger skins, one hundred kilograms of tiger bones, fifty bear skins, and ten kilograms of old ginseng to nourish your body."

"Do you have a better body?" Wu Haogu continued to ask, "Last time I heard Zhang Zhifeng say that he was very thin and always thirsty."

Wu Ya Shu has diabetes! It seems that she is quite serious, and she probably won’t live long. I don’t know if the dispatch of troops to Goryeo this time will aggravate his condition? She won’t die in Goryeo, right?

"No, I always have no strength," Xi shook his head, "I've been a little crazy recently. After fighting this battle, I have to let him rest. Eat some more good food, which should be able to replenish some vitality."

"Then I have to go and see him." Wu Haogu turned around, "Origa, you prepare for it. Get off the boat with me tomorrow and visit Dubojilie. By the way, call Dr. Ximen again."

Wu Haogu is now the "king", but he never calls himself "willing" or "me". Moreover, he doesn't like to call him "king", as it doesn't sound progressive enough... but there is no better name for a while, so he pays attention to it.

The Jurchens' camp on the east side of Xijing City is not too far from the "Truth" and the straight line is six or seven miles away. The village is large and scattered, not like a military camp with thousands of people, but like a camp where three or five thousand people can be stationed. The surrounding trenches are both narrow and shallow, and the villages are also hasty, only the tower is tall and large.

When Wu Haogu and Wanyan Xie were also talking, the king of the girl was on the tall Wanglou, looking at the fleet on the Datong River with his eyes that were about to be blind.

The eleven wooden boats seemed nothing to Wu Haogu, and they were not worth mentioning, but in the eyes of Wu Yashu, the local bun, that was really amazing! Especially when the "Truth" was anchored just now, in order to shock the Goryeo people (the Goryeo people can't lie down, and they still need to shock?), they also fired a salute. It was really shaking the earth!

In the words of later generations, this is a strong ship and a powerful cannon!

Wanyan Zongbi, a lay Buddhist from Beipo who came with Zhang Zhifeng, was standing next to Wu Yashu at this time, talking about Wu Haogu's conditions.

"Dubo Jilie, King Yan means that you can also be the king of the Song Dynasty and be named King of Jin!"

"gold?"

"Gold's gold sounds so rich."

"Oh, what about the Sui Ci? It sounds useless to be rich and noble. You have to be really rich and noble! Wushu, do you know? Along the way, we have snatched the gold, silver, money and silk that we have obtained, plus one, will only be worth 200,000 yuan... This Goryeo Kingdom is really poor!"

"There must be a gift for the year, 500,000 a year!" Wanyan Zongbi stretched out his five fingers and made an exaggerated gesture. "The annual monies that the Liao Kingdom received before were only this. The annual monies that the Xixia received in the early years were only 200,000. If we call it a minister, it is the same as the Liao Kingdom. Isn't it rich enough?"

"But this surrender... can you not surrender?"

"I don't have any money if I don't say anything!" Zong Bi said, "Can you still want to learn from the Khitans to fight them?"

Wanyan Wuya Shu put down the telescope and turned her head to look at Zong Bi. Her turbid gaze suddenly gave people a sharp feeling.

"What? Can't beat it?"
Chapter completed!