"Sir, if we set up mountain-crossing battalion, sudden front camp, city-destroying battalion and personal soldier battalion according to the standards of Liaodong or Jizhen, I'm afraid it will cost a lot." Wu Yaoqing had to remind him.
Feng Ziying is very ambitious and will soon organize three standard battalions, which will number tens of thousands of people.
According to the standards of the Liaodong or Jizhen frontier armies, and if firearms were the main weapon, the demand for fire blunderbuss would be at least 4,000 pieces, and the cost alone would be close to 40,000 taels of silver.
If the requirements are higher and a certain proportion of Musket gun and self-generated fire gun are configured, the cost will be even greater.
In addition, if a certain number of squatting tiger cannons are to be equipped, this will be another large expense, which Wu Yaoqing has not yet included.
"This money must be spent." Feng Ziying certainly understood, but Wu Yaoqing calculated the price of the gun too high, "but it may not be as big as you think."
As the scale of iron smelting workshops and arsenals has not only expanded, production efficiency has continued to improve. In particular, the manual lathes purchased from the West have been imitated. With the support of Feng Ziying, he has also begun to shift from imitation to self-developed lathes.
And it began to be used on a large scale. Coupled with the increasing number of blast furnaces in iron smelting workshops and the accelerated training of skilled workers, the production costs of wrought iron and steel billets are gradually declining, and the decline is not small.
Although the external sales price has not dropped significantly, the price of a fire gun has still dropped significantly compared to a year ago. For such a large-scale purchase of fire guns, merchants from Shanxi and Shaanxi have to give a preferential price no matter what.
, and he may also buy it later. This kind of business is definitely popular among Shanshan and Shaanxi businessmen.
"Sir, do you mean there will be a discount on the price?" Wu Yaoqing laughed, "There may be a discount on the price of firecrackers, but armor, swords, shields, spears, and other related materials, such as gunpowder, projectiles, and clothes, are all still
It’s not included in the calculation. If you really want to add it in, it’s not too much.”
"Haha, Yao Qing has calculated the accounts very clearly, but this money has to be spent. The three hundred thousand taels of silver the court gave me will be spent on relief, building an army, epidemic prevention, and recruitment. As long as it is spent on
I think it's all worthwhile on the blade. No matter how bad it is, my old face is still worth a few dollars, and I can borrow some shamelessly." Feng Ziying said with a smile: "As long as I get through the most difficult step now,
It will be a lot easier to walk in the future.”
Feng Ziying knew that what he was doing seemed a bit dazzling, but he had to do it. Without a powerful army in his hands, facing the chaos and chaos everywhere, you can't do anything you want. Likewise, if you don't obey those powerful
The evil gentry dug out grain, and how could three hundred thousand taels of silver appease the millions of hungry victims?
Grasping with both hands, both hands must be strong. This sentence also applies to herself now. Feng Ziying is very sure that with one hand, she will seize the army to defeat the rebels who are struggling around and completely wipe them out. With the other hand, she will seize the "other army" and urge them to attack.
Loot the city and open up a new front for the army.
Now is the time to have a good talk with Modlen and Qiu Zixiong.
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I saw Feng Ziying's back from afar. Although it was my first time to see the governor, Modlen, who was born in a border village, was no stranger to the Feng family.
After all, the Feng family has been entrenched in Datong Town for many years, and Feng Tang served as the general of the army in Yulin Town for several years, and also served as the governor of the three provinces. As long as he has some background in Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces, it can be said that everyone knows Feng Tang.
Home.
It's just that this person, as a civil servant, wanted to patrol Shaanxi, and his father's status as governor-general overlapped somewhat. This was too outrageous, and the court didn't take it into consideration?
"The sinner Modlen has met the governor!"
Modlen was still three steps away from Feng Ziying, so he knelt down.
Facing Feng Ziying, he was indeed a sinner. Now that Feng Ziying had his head beheaded in public, he could not cry out for injustice. He captured Yiheyi City and then Wubao City. Any one of them would be enough to kill his three clans.
.
But Modlen was still feeling aggrieved inside.
How different are Jing Zhizhong and Kuang Zhengcao from themselves? Aren't they just a little timid and a step too late? Now they have gone ashore, and even become officers and soldiers, while they themselves have to become a lost dog.
In fear, if you act as a dog for others, you may even be charged with a crime and get no benefits. You may be betrayed at any time and become a scapegoat, but you won't even be able to cry out for your injustice.
"Are you aware of your guilt?" Feng Ziying smiled lightly, "I thought you were extremely resentful and felt that you were particularly wronged. If you have this kind of mentality, go back as soon as possible, simply light up your soldiers, and continue your unfinished business
Great cause, maybe you can really find a way out, and then maybe I will really ask you to recruit me."
Modlen was shocked. He seemed to be feeling this way. He felt that it was not worthwhile for him to surrender in such a grievance. If it were not for the threat that the village faced from the Yulin Army, maybe he...
"Sinners dare not." Modlen knelt on the ground and worshiped again.
"Why don't you dare? Of the four major border villages, Boyan Village is the first. In terms of combat effectiveness and the soldiers' service, where can't they go? It's really impossible to cross the border wall to the Mongols, or escape across the Yellow River and go to Hedong.
, maybe he can find a way to survive." Feng Ziying said with a smile: "Why should a man worry about not having a wife? What does a wife, children, young and old have? If he is not poisonous, he is not a husband. After giving up, he can still marry a new wife. I wonder if the emperor of the Han Dynasty was also trying to escape for his life.
Are you going to push your children under the carriage? If you want to do big things, you have to have a little bit of ruthlessness and hard work."
Being made red-faced by Feng Ziying's words, Modron could only kowtow repeatedly, "Sir, you are joking, how dare a sinner think like this? He just wants to ask his family to have enough food, and countless brothers not to starve to death."
"Haha, if that's really your only intention, why don't you cherish the opportunity the government gave you?" Feng Ziying sneered.
At the earliest, Suide and Wubao officials sent letters to Modlen and the others, hoping that they would not make mistakes. But how could Modlen accept this at that time?
I just want to take over the entire northern Shaanxi as soon as possible. At that time, I can advance or retreat. I can continue to grow if I advance, or I can seek reinforcements if I retreat. At that time, I have tens of thousands of soldiers in my hands, and I am not afraid of not having a general to do it.
Modlen was speechless. How could he have imagined that he would fall into such a big somersault under Wubao City and end up like this?
Seeing that Modlen was speechless by her, Feng Ziying snorted softly, no longer being unreasonable, and just said calmly: "Modlen, I know that you also have all kinds of unwillingness in your heart.
I always feel that I have missed an opportunity, or that I have been harmed by Jing Zhizhong and Kuang Zhengcao. I don’t want to say more about these situations. I understand them all. What is unbearable will always be unbearable. I always want to make the best of things.
Thinking in a good direction, but not considering what to do if an accident occurs or things go wrong, I think this may be your biggest problem."
Modlen didn't expect that Feng Ziying would discuss all the things before leaving with him. He was quite surprised and confused. What did this mean?
Seeing that Modlen was a little unsure of his intentions, Feng Ziying did not explain much, "Modlen, I will have a private conversation with you and Qiu Zixiong. This conversation may determine your future. You need to consider it carefully. Maybe you will
I feel like you have no choice and are forced to do this, but I don’t think so, but the key is that you have to carefully consider the final outcome of the future for you and your Boyan Village.”
"Haha, do I have a choice?" Modlen sneered, "If I don't follow your request, will Boyan Village be captured by the Yulin Army soon?"
"Of course, but the capture does not mean that they will all die, but they have to pay for it, such as labor,..." Feng Ziying was very calm, "It cannot be said that Boyanzhai has been a local emperor for several years and no one can control it.
Are you the same as other people who pay taxes to the court and do hard work honestly? Doesn’t that mean you are indulging these people? You can also flee according to your previous ideas, run around, and look for opportunities to do what you want.
For big things, as long as you think you have a chance of winning..."
Modlen was breathing heavily. He was speechless by Feng Ziying's words, but her tone was gentle and calm. She was also stating a fact and was not lying. But the question was, could he believe it?
After a long time, Modlen sat slumped on the ground and said through gritted teeth: "Sir Governor, I don't want to talk too much nonsense. I just want to ask, if we do everything as you asked, can we be pardoned in the end? Still?
How can you allow us to be pardoned? What we want to do is enough for the Shaanxi gentry to sue us to death in the court, leaving us with no way to get away with it. It is impossible for the court to forgive us, not even you!
"
"Theoretically, you are right. If the gentry of Shaanxi suffered such a robbery, they would definitely not let it go. But what if it was the evil gentry who colluded with the rebel army to harm one side? Or what about the gentry who was deeply involved with the White Lotus Sect and had evil intentions? Or even
Where are the wealthy landowners who are colluding with the Mongols and doing business?" Feng Ziying was so busy that she picked up the document in her hand and gestured, "There are many people who are unkind because of their wealth. I think you should be careful to screen them out in the future..."
Modlen was slightly shocked, looked at the careless Feng Ziying, and couldn't help but said: "Sir, are you trying to frame me?"
"Do I need to be framed?" Feng Ziying laughed loudly: "Modlen, you are looking down on me, Feng Ziying. Which of these wealthy gentry in Shaanxi dares to say that he has no flaw, then of course he must be protected, but if he is sanctimonious on the surface
, but behind the scenes, they are male thieves and female prostitutes. If you catch them, their evil deeds are everywhere. Even those that are well hidden, if you just lift the lid, can't you still find the evil deeds?"
This chapter has been completed!