Chapter 142: The Precious White Bi-3
"You have sea ships several times larger than them, and there are extremely powerful navys. Your merchant ships can travel from the east of the continent to the west of the continent. You can do what the great cannibals could not do in the past. You can do it now! There is a constant number of things, but this hundreds of thousands of miles of oceans, countless mines, lands, wealth buried underground and on the ground, wealth that has been sleeping for thousands of years is waiting for you to develop it!"
"The navy will support you. As long as the naval gun is within the range of the naval gun, no one can do what you do to you!"
"But don't stay on the coast, and send people deep into the inland. Then you not only want to trade goods, but also recruit shopkeepers locally. If there is not enough copper on the market, then we will mine copper mountains. If there is not enough goods on the market, we will make goods. If there is not enough copper, we will make copper. If there is not enough skilled craftsmen to make glass, we will break the guild's control over the market, recruit apprentices, and let the craftsmen teach their skills. Your market is not a corner where the powerful are controlled, but the whole world!!"
When leaving Wanghai Tower, many merchants were still in a state of excitement, and Zhao Xingde's words echoed in their minds.
Sun Shen walked with his head down while thinking about his worries. Is what Lord Zhao described as his future?
Suddenly, Sun Shen felt that he had knocked down a person and staggered two steps, but he accidentally bumped into Nie Siwei. He quickly took two steps back and bowed and said, "Nie Xingshou, please forgive me. I am thinking about maritime trade, but I don't want to be in a daze for a moment." He usually looked happy and heartless, but this solemn apologized was also due to his excitement and no longer the mood to make jokes.
"I was in a daze?" Nie Siwei sighed in his heart, "What a young man!"
He reached out and patted Sun Shen on the shoulder: "Do it well, it's a great situation, and it's all for you juniors."
This time, the Chamber of Commerce held a banquet on the ninth floor of Wanghai Tower. The civil and military officials who originally wanted to win over the navy's civil and military officials, but not only did not waive the bodyguard ticket as they wished, but everyone's mind was filled with what Zhao Xingde said. Later merchants like Sun Shen seemed to be gamblers entering a casino, while old men like Nie Siwei no longer had the enthusiasm to take a gambler. Nie Siwei took a deep breath, walked forward two steps forward, and bent down to get into the sedan chair. As mulberry leaves raising horses became popular south of the Yangtze River, the court let go of horse bans, and gatherings and carriages became a symbol of identity. Even in Guangzhou, more and more dignitaries like to ride in horse chariots. But old merchants like Nie Siwei were already accustomed to the stability of sedan chairs. He lifted the curtains of sedan chairs and passed by his side in carriages, and couldn't help feeling sad.
"It's no big deal to defeat the Liao Kingdom." Luo Huan stretched out his legs and sighed, "The east and the west stretched 130,000 miles, it's true that he thought about it." He tsk twice, not knowing what to say. From time to time, civil and military officials passed by, some were confused and still talking about the usual romantic love while walking, while others looked like Luo Huan, looking deeply excited.
"The east and west stretch for 130,000 miles." Zuo Nianyuan shook his head and said in a deep voice, "But if you don't sweep a room, how can you sweep the world!"
"Yes, if you don't clean a room, how can you clean the world?" Luo Huan laughed and said loudly, "What a magnificent statement!"
The two of them got on the carriage one after another, thinking about the gains and losses of Hebei and Youzhou, the success or failure of the Liao and Song dynasties, and compared with the 130,000-mile continent, it was really just a battle of one corner. Both of them were people who were very wise and understood that this was just a momentary spirit and had to do things down to earth. Since they had taken on the important task of leading their troops to fight the Northern Expedition, they would be cautious.
Chen Gongju had arranged a guesthouse for the two and asked them to take over the Yingtou of the Northern Expedition as soon as possible.
After Ezhou fired fire and bombarded the students who caused trouble, to this day, anyone understands the principle of keeping the elite soldiers firmly in their hands. The two of them only rested in the inn for one night, and the next day they went to the Northern Expedition Army Camp fifteen miles away from the city of Zhou. For the Song State, the current Northern Expedition was the top priority, and everyone in the world was there, and the diary and news were discussing the preparations every day. Guangzhou recruited soldiers, but the huge camp was already full of various military supplies, and the surrounding camp was full of vendors who heard the news. Due to the lack of constraints, the military discipline of the camp head of the camp who arrived first was very relaxed, and all kinds of people went in and out of the camp every day, and even unidentified people rode horses and hugged the girls' boat camp.
Because the provincial school had not yet passed the appointment, Zuo Nianyuan and Luo Huan were just watching coldly in the camp, secretly observing the character of the generals, and whether the elites at the camp dared to fight. During this period, Luo Huan also bought a batch of BMWs in the river called "Treading the Snow", so he owed Zuo Nianyuan a debt. Zuo Nianyuan was busy gathering with officers in the camp every day. He wore a shabby military robe, carried a standard horizontal knife, rode a branded military horse, and a felt hat with a hole. He was no different from an imperial guard officer who had been through many battles. When the officers knew that Zuo Nianyuan had once been war-torn.
When the Jing was a student of the State School, he was very surprised, but no one regarded him as an outsider. When the State School appointed Zuo Nianyuan as the commander-in-chief of the Northern Expedition Camp, then when Zuo Nianyuan began to vigorously rectify military discipline, the generals also obeyed orders, and no one felt strange or intentionally violated military orders. Zuo Nianyuan seemed to have gained prestige in the military camp without realizing it.
Luo Huan is both civil and military, and is a good friend of Zuo Nianyuan, so he can't understand how he did this.
Due to the degree of military discipline in the camp that was lax in the previous camp, he originally thought that he would have to hang a few heads before ordering. But now, each battalion strictly abides by military discipline, and even practices day and night because of the collegiate review that will be carried out soon. Two times a day, morning and evening, each battalion head pulled out the camp plate, and the officers and soldiers walked through Nansi and entered the city. The battalions took neat steps on the streets where viewers were blocked, competing with each other's neat and majestic queues. Zuo Nianyuan was particularly strict with the iron rule that no military pay was deducted, and Luo Huan was in charge of the power to purchase grain, grass, meat and vegetables. The regiments ate much better in the camp than outside.
Some people were reluctant to eat it, so they carefully left the steamed buns and jerky to help their families. Every morning when they were put on the fence, the fence of the camp was filled with family members, who stretched their necks and waited as if they were in the nest. The soldiers who put on the cicada would hand over the fence over the fence, and the families took it back and added some vegetables to cook it. It was a pot of good porridge. The outside criticized that this was a matter of stealing. Zuo Nianyuan went to the state to learn to defend himself. The soldiers were hungry and could not fight. Their families were hungry and had no intention of fighting. In the end, they added daily food and grass money and had enough food every time.
"These officials," Luo Huan accompanied Zuo Nianyuan to learn from the state, "You can bear such ugly words? If it were me."
"How?" Zuo Nianyuan smiled, "Lord Luo is full of expectations, but remember what he said today, the emperor is not too hungry." He clapped his hands, not moved by the sarcastic words of some officials and students. He smiled, "It is the right thing to get the money out." He approached Luo Huan and whispered, "I heard that before Mr. Zhao had sent his generals to cross the county government to get military pay in the north of Ezhou, and was forced to do it too much. Wow, tsk, otherwise we will not be affected by this sting next time, Lord Luo will take people to do it?"
"Don't be impulsive." Luo Huan shrank his neck and said with a wry smile, "That's because things are urgent. Moreover, the world was in turmoil at that time, and the rules and regulations were not established, so it's different now. You really can't stand this anger. Instead of letting me smash the county government, it's better to go with me to find my mentor Liu Xuezheng to reason with those petty people. I don't believe that I can't deal with them." After saying that, he realized that Zuo Nianyuan seemed to be smiling, and then he suddenly realized that this guy was playing with him.
"What a Zuo Hongsheng," Luo Huan couldn't help but clench his fists and cursed in a low voice: "It's really amazing to be a entertainment master."
Luo Huan was Chen Gongju's most proud brother. Although he was only in charge of the artillery battalion, his rank was upgraded to two levels, which was the same as Zuo Nianyuan. Although he had acted in the past to join the army, he had been scattered among the officers like a fish in water these days. He gradually felt that the army was not suitable for him. According to Chen Gongju's arrangement, Luo Huan was originally a county magistrate, and had the righteous act of scattering all his family's wealth to recruit troops. However, he went to Xuwen last time to protect Zhao Xingde, but in fact he did not participate in the bloody battle under the city of Guangzhou. This time, the commander of the artillery battalion joined the Northern Expedition, which was also considered to make up for the shortcomings in his experience. Regardless of the success or failure of the Northern Expedition, after returning from the north, Chen Gongju would arrange for Luo Huan to enter the state school, and at the same time, he would be able to become the leader of the Qingliu in Guangnan in the future. Although Chen Gongju did not explain this painstaking arrangement, Zuo Nianyuan and Luo Huan knew it well.
Therefore, Luo Huan could accompany Zuo Nianyuan to the prefecture to study for justice, but he could not really take people to rob the county government and cut off his own gentry from Guangnan. Both of them were the best among the younger generations of Guangnan Qingliu, and they were clear about what they could do and what they could not do. The most important thing in the army was food and money. The two of them received additional food and money from the prefecture, and they were naturally cheered. The officers also realized that Commander Zuo and Commander Luo were indeed people with great backgrounds, not rumors outside that they offended Shangguan, so they were sent to the Northern Expedition Army.
The navy was about to set off, and time was not waiting for anyone. A month later, the Sixth Battalion of the Northern Expedition was roughly arranged and was preparing to participate in the collegiate review.
The news had been released, and the gentry and the people were watching. A pergola was set up near the school review site. From early morning, the neatly robeeded camps moved, and the musketeers lined up in the open space in front of the military camp. The masketeers had not officially started yet, but outside the masketeers had already shone in the rising sun, and hundreds of guns had already shone in the rising sun. Sometimes, soldiers could be seen moving forward with the military flag in neat steps. Under the command of the officers, the musketeers either stopped or turned, and occasionally one or two people made mistakes, which would inevitably lead to bursts of loud laughter from the people watching.
Chapter completed!