A miserable victory turned into a complete victory in the vigorous publicity, sweeping away the depression that had been shrouded in the capital. The fear of the loss of the capital was usually gone, replacing the cheers of the people and the hundred times of confidence in defeating the enemy.

In this battle, the bravery and loyalty of the soldiers, especially the great role and loyalty of the Jinyi Private Army, were remembered by the emperor. The soldiers and the people made a wise decision to the emperor, and later announced the legend of the emperor coming to the battlefield loudly. This made the people of the world know that their emperor was not the kind of canary who grew up in the deep palace and allowed others to deceive, but made the officials feel that this little emperor was actually too big and no longer so easily deceived and mastered.

On New Year's Eve, in addition to the necessity of on duty, as in the past, Chongzhen gave all the officials a leave. Although it was only three days, being able to do such a move under the siege was enough to show the emperor's calmness. At the same time, in the treasury, he generously allocated 700,000 silver to reward the 300,000 army, and took out 400,000 taels of silver to provide the soldiers who were killed and injured in this battle. He also provided the soldiers with wine and meat for the first time, allowing the soldiers to drink in moderation.

At the same time, for the first time, all the people in the capital, including beggars and refugees, were rewarded with one hundred dollars.

The distribution was strictly supervised by the Jinyiwei and the eunuch. No official dared to do it, and a hundred dollars were placed in the hands of all the people.

The porridge shed distributed by the Jinyiwei was not only mixed with sand this time, but also covered the meat of the dead horse of Jiannu, which was the fragrance of the nose. Zhao Xing ordered that on the first day of New Year's Eve, two meals will remain unchanged and full.

Such an order immediately made the entire city of Beijing for the first time in hundreds of years, and there was no more screams and wailing at night. The soldiers and horses of the five cities gathered the dead carts and returned empty-handed.

During the day of thirty, Zhao Xing accepted New Year's greetings from officials of the Jinyiwei system. Of course, he no longer needed to pay his respects, which is called net profit.

He didn't need to pay homage to others, because he didn't dare to accept the ones in his system, and there were not many two or more ranks outside the Jinyiwei system. Even if there were, he either disdained Zhao Xing's New Year's greetings or Zhao Xing was disdainful to wish them a happy New Year. Everyone was bothered by each other, so why bother?

As for the original neighbor, even if Zhao Xing gave up his status as a rank official and played with peeing mud at the street corner, he would have to dare to answer the kowtow even if his uncle's child was kowtowed.

My mother insisted, but everyone was desperate, and she really refused, which saved Zhao Xing the trouble of kowtowing.

In this feudal era, I finally had a status of only kowtowing to two people, one was the mother and the other was the emperor. If I could only kowtow to my mother, I would be really doing well.

Zhang Zhiji could not leave the camp, so Wang Dazhuang came with ten brothers to kowtow to my mother to wish her new year.

Zhao Xing kowtowed to his elder brother in a regular manner. Wang Dazhuang suffered it without any pretentiousness. Zhao Xing also accepted the kowtowed to his younger brothers and distributed red envelopes. Yes, it was a red envelope, not printed, but just a handwritten ticket that Zhao Xing paid as soon as he saw the ticket, but Zhao Xing had decided that when the war ended, he would rely on his authority and prestige as the commander of the Jinyiwei to set up the first bank in the Ming Dynasty and start exchange for the world.

Kowtow to the elder brother to wish you a New Year, and also accept your brother’s greetings. This is not pretentious. This is in line with the rules of this era and makes your brothers feel more considerate.

In the middle of the night, Zhao Xing picked up the long-lost embroidered sword, bid farewell to his mother, and took Mao Shouyi and other personal guards to the streets to patrol. This is an extraordinary period and it is impossible to really have a holiday.

Fortunately, this year seems to be due to the abnormal weather during the Little Ice Age, and it is not too cold at night. Of course, this also indicates that next spring will be another late spring cold and the seedlings will be frozen, and summer will be a hot and rain-free ending.

But that is all the future. Now, in front of you, as long as you don’t freeze people to death on this festive day, let the people grow one year older is serious.

A curfew does not mean that it is unhuman. In the streets and alleys, children are running around, crossing the streets and asking for New Year's money. Some are the people spontaneously donating porridge to those refugees. In this festival that the Chinese people pay the most attention to, even the stingiest and stingy people want to give generously at this time to please the gods and Buddhas all over the sky who look down on the world and give them a blessing. Although the market is utilitarian, it can at least give poor people some rewards.

In a porridge shed, there was a fire in the early days. When he saw Zhao Xing coming, he quickly knelt down and kowtowed to pay New Year's greetings. Zhao Xing helped him up and gave him a red envelope.

In this red envelope, it was specially minted wedding coins that were popular at that time, which were equivalent to commemorative coins in later generations. They are suitable for collection, but can also be circulated.

Of course, Zhao Xing's happy money was not copper, but silver. A cent of silver was rewarded for his hard work and showed generosity. After distributing it to every busy volunteer in the porridge shed, he asked Li Zheng with a smile: "Why did you open the fire at this time?"

Li Zheng replied respectfully: "It's cold on New Year's Eve. Although you can't make dumplings for refugees, it's a kind of heart to cook some porridge first to let them take care of the gods."

Zhao Xing was very moved, so he ordered Zhifeng: "Bring the red envelopes of wedding money, go to various porridge sheds, and ask the volunteers in the village to work hard to make a fire. It's not an order, but I requested that although we cannot let refugees and beggars eat thirty dumplings, we can try our best to let everyone drink a bowl of porridge with meat and horse meat on New Year's Eve."

This time, more than 5,000 dead horses were seized on the battlefield, including bones and meat, and heads and hooves, which was 400,000 to 500,000 kilograms. It was really possible to give these refugees a good chance to see the meat and fish.

When Zhao Xing walked out of the porridge shed, he saw countless refugees kneeling in the dim light of the lanterns. They kowtowed to Zhao Xing silently and to this good official who had not been in a century.

Zhao Xing faced them, and after a long time, he bowed to them to wish them a New Year's greetings, and then solemnly announced: "This great victory is also annoying that we will defeat Jiannu. In front of our old empire, the powerful Jiannu is just a clown. They caught us off guard, but as long as we come back to our senses, it will be their devastation."

After looking at the refugees and refugee beggars who still wanted to hear, Zhao Xing continued: "This time, Jiannu outside the city killed no less than one million people and plundered no less than half a million parents. I am extremely sad about this. But after they leave, countless lands will be left behind. This official will firmly advise the emperor not to sell these lands to those wealthy families. I will advise the emperor to contract these lands to you. Yes, it is contracted for you. The land rent is half of the output and will not be carried out with corvee. Let you not beg along the streets and no longer have difficulty in making a living."

As soon as these words were spoken, all the refugees raised their heads and their eyes were full of hope.

"And I will plead with the emperor to set the contract for thirty years."

All refugees were weeping.

"Don't be sad. Now is the darkest time before dawn. As long as we get through it, then dawn will come, and the emperor's grace will illuminate the heaven and earth again and illuminate the entire Ming Dynasty."

Just as Zhao Xing was talking, the heavy darkness was driven away by dawn. After waiting for a while, a handful of squirting sunlight illuminated the world again.
Chapter completed!