Chapter 47 Crossing the River (Central)

This meal, the host and the host have fun.

After the banquet, Boyan was naturally taken down to rest. After he became familiar with the basic situation of the Huai'an Army, he was transferred to relevant departments of the army according to his own wishes and abilities. In this regard, the General Administration Office of the General Administration had already figured out a complete set of rules in the past recruitment of new blood. As long as he did it step by step, it could be completed smoothly without Zhu Chongjiu's efforts.

What Zhu Chongjiu needs to take some time and thought to digest was some of the situations that Boyan took the initiative to report while being moved, such as the morale of the imperial guards, weapons and equipment, the composition of the Baoyi Army of Li Siqi's troops, and the attitude of the officials and the people in the capital towards the Huai'an army. Some things he had read in the report of the Military Information Department, but although the things that had been processed and sorted out by others were well organized and focused, they were far less detailed than those reported by Boyan, the deputy of the Imperial Guard, and some details were not paid attention to in the past. Through conversations with Boyan, Zhu Chongjiu took him in to make up for the shortcomings in the details of the information he had.

Overall, the situation is developing in the direction that is most favorable to Huaiyang. The father and son of Tohwan Timur not only brought a huge blow to the military strength of the Mongolian Yuan court, but some top officials in this court were no longer optimistic about the future of the Golden Family and were preparing to find their own way out. At the same time, some ambitious guys, such as Li Hanqing, Gong Bosui, Han Yong, etc., also began to prepare to take advantage of the troubled waters. Although the power they each had was weak, they were in a hidden and dispersed manner, which made people have to guard against.

"Congratulations to the lord for taking another good general." Chen Ji drank a little too much, and with a bit of alcohol, he congratulated Zhu Chongjiu.

When he went to Huaiyang with Robben and others to take the exam, he could be said to have resisted the scolding of scholars all over the world. Anyone who consciously "loyal and righteous" thought that these people were serving thieves with short-sighted eyes. Some former literary friends even wrote public articles to announce that they had severance from their mats and severity. No one expected that in just a few years, the Huaiyang General Administration Office had the strength to win the world, but the Yuan Dynasty was about to lose its days. Those who scolded them for being short-sighted could no longer make any sound. The former literary friends also found various reasons and gradually resumed their correspondence.

It can be foreseen that if this Northern Expedition is successful, he, Robben, Ye Dexin and others may be named Lingyan. At that time, they are lined up to serve. I hope that among the "late juniors" they recommend, some smart people who used to cut off their mats and break off their relationship. This kind of cheerful pleasure will be fascinating every time I think about it. Even if I don't touch a drop of wine, I will feel a little bit fumigated in my words.

"A good general may not be. With my Yangtze River Martial Arts Hall, the lord doesn't need to find another good general from outside." Zhang Song's mentality was much more stable than Chen Ji. Seeing that the other party was happy, he smiled and whispered to the fun. "In Zhang's ugly view, the lord is a thousand-jin-civilian Maguer. If he treats a Boyan well, he will inevitably have some treasure sounds in the future. No flowers, clams, and take the initiative to surrender. In this way, our army's northern expedition can reduce many obstacles."

"Well, Master Zhang has a lofty experience, Chen admires it!" Although Chen Ji didn't like Zhang Song to sweep his face in public, he had to admit that what the other party said was more reasonable.

"I dare not, I dare not, Zhang just guessed casually." With a little joy, Zhang Song waved his hand with a smile.

The two of them looked at each other and laughed, feeling a little proud. At this moment, they heard Liu Bowen, deputy governor of the Privy Council, tap the table gently and reminded in a low voice: "Lord, according to what Boyan said just now, the grain price in the capital this winter is much lower than last year, and the city's labor and shop rents are steadily rising."

"Let's go back to the yamen to discuss this matter." Zhu Chongjiu quickly turned his mind from his thoughts and whispered, "Collection of relevant information from the Military Intelligence Department, not only limited to Dadu, and then calculate it again. If we really do this dangerous move, how much loss will we suffer and what reaction will the people have. Finally, make a careful decision."

"Yes, I will make plans now." Liu Bowen agreed in a deep voice and bowed solemnly.

Liu Bowen was making fun of Xu Xuan again. Not only did Chen Ji and Zhang Song feel a little dissatisfied, but Xu Da, Yu Tingyu and other generals also frowned secretly. The army's northern expedition has really reached the moment when "everything is ready is not enough for the east wind". At this time, for the generals, the Privy Council can no longer add to the extra foot, but it is better not to add to the extra foot.

With a stomach full of suspicion, everyone got off the restaurant and returned to the temporary headquarters in the city in a carriage. First, the intern staff of the Privy Council in the headquarters were greeted by the interns, drank a few cups of tea, sat in the ventilation place and woke up for a while. Then, Liu Ji sent a special person to enter the conference hall.

In the conference hall, Yu Changlin, Li Mubai, Cai Liang, Huang Laowai and other civil servants who did not follow Zhu Chongjiu to have dinner were also present. Everyone was busy with the abacus, the paper and pen, and the paper and pen were busy around a huge oval table. A huge mulberry paper was spread out on the table, and a very complex account form was drawn on the paper. Whenever Yu Changlin and others took their respective subordinates to calculate a new number, the special staff of the Privy Council would fill in the corresponding position of the form, repeating and repeating for a while.

"What's the point? Didn't this mean the dividends and rewards and punishments at the end of the year have been calculated in advance?" Zhang Song saw it and trembled quietly in his heart. When he made a summary report at the end of the year last year, he had no less than Chang Lin and Li Mubai's eye drops in order to change his position. This time, if the other party deliberately retaliated, he might not be able to pick out a few broken bones from the work he was responsible for.

"It seems to be calculating the war tolerance of the Mongol Yuan side." This time, Chen Ji saw it more clearly than Zhang Song, lowered his voice and quietly reminded, "A long time ago, the lord ordered Huaiyang merchants to deliberately lower the price and transport grain to the north. He would rather make less money or even lose money than let the grain prices in various places around the capital fluctuate too much. At present."

"It's time to ask Tuhuan Timur for interest payment." Zhang Song was so smart that two faint lights shot out from his eyes.

In the north of the Yellow River in the Mongolian Court, the supply and consumption of grain were not balanced, especially in the capital. Because there were too many hereditary nobles and civil and military officials, they had to use the canal to transport a large amount of rice from the south every year to meet daily consumption. In recent years, although the Huai'an army controlled the most critical section of the canal, it never banned vendors from trafficking rice and grain to the north. Even though they fought with Tutuo so violently back then, when the Yuan army retreated north, Huai Yang immediately opened the canal waterway in the name of pitying the difficulty of survival of the people in the north.

In this way, Zhu Chongjiu has certainly confirmed the name of "Buddhist son". In the Mongolian Yuan, few people would think that the Huai'an army will take the initiative to cut off their grain supply one day. In addition, the Huaiyang merchants were deliberately misleading a while ago and tried every means to keep the grain prices stable at low levels for a long time, and in disguise, they encouraged the princes and nobles of Hama to work together to set up workshops, enclose land and plant grass, raise sheep and shear hair.

Raising sheep is several times more profitable than farming, but raising sheep requires much less labor than farming. The princes and nobles only have their own interests and have never cared much about the life and death of the Yuan Dynasty and ordinary people. The collection of money and grain in various places is always controlled by the Semu tax collectors, who never do business at a loss. In addition, the black-hearted grain shops controlled by various dignitaries, as long as the Huai'an army closes the canal.

What a tragic scene that would be. Zhang Song, who had been the prefect of the Mongolian Yuan Dynasty, even immediately remembered the four words "Every Zi and Eat". In this case, the Yuan army in various places still needed a large amount of food and grass supply. Once the government could not take it out of the warehouse, it would undoubtedly focus on the people and on the gentry and wealthy locals who were still a little nostalgic for the court. Those gentry and wealthy families discovered that before the Zhu butcher's butcher's arrival, the Mongol court had already begun to take their lives, and the consequences would be imagined.
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