Zhang Shize put down the cover bowl and said slowly and logically to a room full of old Shanxi rich men: "Our Jingying camp is a guest army, not a local guard, camp soldiers. It is unreasonable for the Jingying camp to privately participate in local affairs. If the Jingying camp changes its mission,
We need the Ministry of War to ask His Majesty for permission. We can only do this after we receive new orders. Otherwise, everyone will drag the Beijing camp to do private work, and there will be no chaos."
The old rich men in the room nodded quickly and echoed: "Young Master is right, the responsibility of guarding the land is indeed the responsibility of the local people. You should not make it difficult for the Young Master. However, what is the quality of the local guard station and frontier army?
The old people still know. If they can be trusted, then... forget it and don’t mention it."
The patriarch of the Fan family said: "We all know the concerns of the young master. All the young master needs to do is to leave early, that is, to go to Guihua City in advance. There is nothing wrong with this. No one can find anything wrong with the young master and Uncle Dingyuan."
The head of the Wang family also hurriedly said: "As long as you leave early, Master, with 80,000 Beijing troops and 100,000 civilians, this overwhelming team will be enough to scare away the Mongolian Tatars."
The head of the Jin family also hurriedly said: "Yes, just leave. I'll make the decision. I can still scrape together two hundred thousand taels. Young Master just needs to express his will. I'm not afraid that the Tatars won't run away."
Zhang Shize looked troubled and said: "Everyone, you don't know that we are also in trouble. There is no overnight food in the capital camp. These bastards are all rogues. On weekdays, in the capital, we are given food all day long.
I was looking for trouble, and they burned incense without causing trouble. If we hadn't marched in the wind and snow this time, and there were so many complaints and riots, we wouldn't have stayed in Jimingyi for so long. We all promised that we would never do it until spring started.
Let's go, so we can calm them down."
Several family heads looked at each other. There was a look of pain in their eyes. They had known for a long time that the appetite of the British government was like a stove pit. No matter how much money you put in, it would not be enough to burn it.
It seems that it won't work without heavy blood. Mr. Zhang made it very clear this time.
It's not that I don't want to give you face, it's that the soldiers refuse to leave. What can I do?
The only way to let the soldiers go is to give them money.
If you don't have money, these Qiu Ba Ye will ignore you.
According to the practice of the Ming Dynasty, the labor army was required to pay more than four taels of silver to serve the local area, and it was even higher for officers. The total was estimated to be five hundred thousand taels.
For a moment, these old men were all trembling, it was really hard to part with good money.
But when I think about the goods and money accumulated in various shops in Zhangjiakou, this mere five hundred thousand is not worth mentioning.
For a while, these people in the room were whispering and discussing countermeasures.
Watching them one by one, they looked like they were picking out money and cutting meat.
Zhang Shize couldn't help but sneer in his heart. These old scoundrels, all of whom are rich, don't even bother to add more oil when cooking. They are really a bunch of misers.
Old God Zhang Shize was here drinking tea. At this moment, it was them who were anxious, not him.
At this time, we need to be stable. Each of these old picks has a net worth of several million. If we don't squeeze a few taels of oil out of them, we will be doing ourselves a disservice.
At this time, a shopkeeper ran back in panic. He pushed them away and shouted: "It's not good, it's not good. Hou Shilu is defeated, defeated. The defeated troops have fled back."
The room was buzzing all of a sudden, as if it had exploded.
Although everyone knows that the combat effectiveness of the camp and guard troops is worrying, they are still only 10,000 people. No matter how you say defeat, you will lose.
Originally, they came to the Beijing Camp because they were afraid that if the camp and the guard station failed, they would have a back-up, so they were unwilling to spend more money.
But I didn't expect that Tuxie Tuhan's troops and horses were so strong that he defeated Hou Shilu in one day.
From this point of view, Zhangjiakou is in danger.
All of them turned pale with fear.
Zhangjiakou is their lifeblood. In addition to dividends every year, the business group's reserve funds and materials are all there. After more than two hundred years, the shareholders have spread out. Now each shareholder has seventy or eighty people.
, even hundreds of people.
It can be said that the Dong family's clan is the board of directors, and it depends entirely on the organization and coordination of the clan leader to make decisions on major events and personnel arrangements.
Assets are one aspect, but more importantly, the human resources from clerks to stewards, camel team captains, shopkeepers at all levels, guards, etc. are all accumulated only after 200 years of operation. These are soft power and cannot be lost.
These caravans travel to Moscow and Hungary once a year. If these talents are lost, it will take many years to resume business activities.
These people must not only have professional skills, but also have the trust of the proprietor, and they must work well with each other. Without a well-integrated team, this business cannot be made.
Along the way, I don’t know how many spheres of influence I have to pass through and how many difficulties I have to encounter. These must be solved by these talents. There must be no lies in the ten years.
Because the people working below have to solve the problem. If you don’t have the ability, you won’t be able to solve it.
Suddenly, everyone was anxious.
Zhangjiakou's wealth is at least tens of millions of taels. If the city is destroyed and plundered by the Mongolian Tatars, Tuxie Tuhan will be full and will probably not have to work hard to herd sheep for more than ten years. He will become fat after one bite.
Several family heads looked at each other with determination.
At this time, it is urgent, and it is not the time to bargain or bargain. At this time, time must be grabbed. One minute later, Zhangjiakou may be captured.
They saw that the commander-in-chief Hou Shilu and the deputy general Tian Guang were finished. What could Zhangjiakou's more than 500 guard soldiers and more than 300 camp soldiers be able to do? At this time, they were all anxious.
"Mr. Zhang, this one hundred thousand taels is a tribute to you and Yang Shuai. We are willing to give another five hundred thousand taels to march out. We sincerely request the army to march out immediately."
Zhang Shize immediately smiled, put the tea bowl on the small table, and said: "Since you are thinking about our brothers who are suffering in the capital camp, I will spare my face and have a good discussion with the commander-in-chief and the generals.
No matter what, we cannot watch the Tatars attack Zhangjiakou regardless of whether they are right or wrong."
Seeing Zhang Shize's agreement, these old men immediately became as excited as if they had been given a shot of chicken blood. They said repeatedly: "It all depends on the young master. The family fortune of the old man and others depends on the brothers in the Beijing camp."
Immediately, the shopkeeper placed a thick stack of banknotes in front of Zhang Shize.
Zhang Shize unceremoniously took it and took a closer look. The gift was actually a bank note from Yang Fan's Xinghe Bank. There was absolutely no problem with this.
Because everyone knows that Xinghe's banknotes cannot be counterfeited at all. They are all genuine. Moreover, they have strong credit and will never bounce. They are 100% cashed on sight. And more than a dozen cities across the country accept deposits and redemptions.
Nowadays, it is fashionable for big businessmen to carry Xinghe banknotes, because Xinghe banknotes are very safe and convenient.
Seeing that he had received the money, Master Zhang stopped holding it and stuffed the banknotes into his arms with a smile on his face. He handed over his hands to the family heads and shareholders and said, "I'm going to do this right away. I will definitely set off today. Don't worry.
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The shareholders of the eight major business groups in the room all bowed and handed over their hands.
"Thank you, Master, for your righteousness."
Zhang Shize turned around and left. It is his principle to accept money to do things. As long as Mr. Zhang accepts your money, he will definitely give you an explanation.
This chapter has been completed!