On that day, the huge caravan turned around from Jizhen and brought back the copper materials, sulfur and saltpeter that Kaiyuan needed. Macheng no longer cared about other matters and focused on building cannons in Tieling. He used the copper materials plundered from Jizhen to make eight more. After the cannon, he handed over the Tieling defense to Chen Liang. Finally, he found an opportunity to go home and reunite with his wives and concubines. He took a break from his busy schedule to spend a few days in his busy schedule. After a few days in his peaceful schedule, he received a long letter from Fang Shihong, telling the big events in the capital. Clearly.

The new emperor died suddenly in the palace less than a month after he succeeded to the throne. The capital was shocked. The chief assistant Fang Congzhe was almost targeted by public criticism and was in a very embarrassing way. It was a blessing that he could leave his post and return home. Party struggles arose again and Donglin was restored. The censors of various parties fought in the court every day, and they had already left the sixteen-year-old new emperor with anger several times. Fang Congzhe was caught between the new emperor and was angry in the past few days. .

Fang Shihong, a playboy, was very appropriate to do things. He didn't know how to find out that His Majesty the New Emperor was interested in Liao affairs, as if he had the intention of acquiring Liao. Ma Cheng handed the private message to Bai Qinghua and put it away, and could not help but let the increasingly abundant spirit beauties Pressing it on the table became a good thing, and the pair of red pills became softer and softer in their hands.

The next day, the rooster crowed and couldn't help but go to Yu Shimei's room to hang out again before she went to Jing'an Fort with a refreshed look.

As soon as the fort gate opened, teams of trainers ran out in an orderly queue, shouting horns like "left, right, left, right" and the first one was the officers of each team.

The team officials were yelling while running, knocking the sticks in their hands, and the teams followed him and ran desperately.

When the sun rose, the teams trained back to the top of the Lieutenant College Field.

Ma Cheng stood in front of the army and smiled and said, "You are not bad at practicing."

Someone cheered in the formation. Ma Cheng looked at it and was quite helpless. The 12th Battalion regiment training for half a year was still a little worse, and he still couldn't obey orders. If it were in the army of later generations, it would be impossible for the leader to disband without saying that he would be disbanded. Dare to speak without authorization.

More than a dozen battalion officials were blushing and their voices were like a loud bell, "Silent!"

The recruits of the 12th Battalion quickly calmed down. Ma Cheng's smile on his face became a little more sincere. He was still very proud of the system of sergeant chiefs created by one hand. The group of sergeant chiefs who joined the army in the early years had already become battalion officials and deputy battalion officials. Those who are not bad can also be a team official. Ma Xiaosan, Ma Xiaowu and others are the deputy commander of the official service team, responsible for maintaining the operation of the entire sergeant chief system.

After the morning exercise, Ma Cheng sat in the study and stared at the account book in a daze. He held a large army in his hand to know the difficulty of raising the army and the importance of raising the army was incredible. Including the new recruits from the 12th battalion outside, The original regiment trained the Sixth Battalion Chief Bowl and the Sixth Battalion Cavalry, with a total force of more than 10,000 people, and the monthly money and food consumed was an amazing number. If Macheng had not created a similar method to the compulsory military service system, this group of people and horses would have been It can't be raised no matter what. It's just that the monthly military pay is saved by 100,000 taels of silver, which is more than one million taels a year.

This military pay was saved, but more than 10,000 people and horses were chewed, and all three meals a day were provided in sufficient supply, and another 100,000 taels of snowflakes were collected every month. Including the weapons, horse loss, and personnel pensions, every year The cost of raising a military army exceeded 1.5 million taels. What does one million taels of silver mean? It is equivalent to half of the annual taxes from Huangming. It is only ten thousand strong Liaodong men, and they will eat Kaiyuan.

At present, Kaiyuan's troops are all maintained by trade routes, and Jizhen's blood transfusions can probably last for a while.

Ma Cheng didn't want to expand his army. Although Liaodong was fully in the hands of Jiannu, Liaoxi was still there. Shanxi, Jizhen, and the nine sides were mostly excellent soldiers, only money. At this moment, Ma Cheng deeply realized that the fall of the Ming Dynasty,

It is not about military affairs, but about politics and economy. If the Ming Dynasty's treasury is abundant, it will be smashed with silver to kill Jiannu.

A pair of slender jade hands behind him gently stroked Ma Cheng's thick neck, making Ma Cheng lean back comfortably.

Yu Fengjun, who was still dressed as a literati, said gently with her eyebrows and spring, "My husband, there is always a way, but only some adolescent things."

Fang Cheng smiled bitterly. This virtuous wife understood the secret of Kaiyuan's rise best. In the words of later generations, it was a development method of severing children and grandchildren, and used resources to exchange for abnormal prosperity in a very short period of time. Even so, Ma Cheng still did not

If you change your original intention, you will fall into the opponent if you don’t use it, and you won’t care about so many things.

The couple was tired of it in the study for a while, and the two well-behaved maids came in hand in hand and gently placed the book Ma Cheng wanted to read on the table.

Yu Fengjun said cutely: "Brother Ma also wants to cultivate a noble spirit?"

Ma Cheng was a little annoyed: "Haoran's aura, I think it's a dirty aura. Whoever gets involved will be unlucky."

Yu Fengjun's beautiful eyes faded, remembering the 100,000 troops who were implicated by Yuan Yingtai in the Liaoshen battle, and the clumsy performances of the Donglin sages in the court jumping up and down. At this time, the talented woman stood on her husband's side and became a virtuous assistant.

, it is quite constructive of the theory of the revival of the Han and Tang Dynasties of Macheng. Compared with the little bit of grand spirit cultivated by this talented girl from Liao since childhood, it had long disappeared with the collapse of her faith.

Ma Cheng picked up a book "Dream of Dreams" and Yu Fengjun picked up a book "Huainan Wanbishu", and the couple started to search carefully.

Finally, Yu Shimei was knowledgeable and quickly said happily: "Here is here, only this sentence, white green will turn into copper if it gets iron."

Ma Cheng smiled and said, "Shimei is so clumsy. She is so detailed here for her brother. There is a bitter spring in Qianshan County, Xinzhou. It flows into a stream. When it is boiled, it becomes a gallbladder. When it is cooked, it becomes a gallbladder. When it is cooked, it becomes copper.

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Yu Fengjun snatched the book to read, quite angry. Although he was dressed in a scholar, his beautiful eyes were flowing, and his romantic and quietness could not be described with every frown and smile. Ma Cheng suppressed his strange thoughts and took the prisoner who was waiting for the execution of Kaiyuan Prison.

The list of two tomb robbers hooked up and ordered their personal soldiers to Kaiyuan Dazhu to introduce people. After everything was done, they couldn't help but be with the sister Hu Tian and Hu Di. In the end, even the two maids were exhausted, and they were called panting.

I only know how to moan.

In the evening, the prisoner mentioned it.

Two tomb robbers, one old and one young, fell down under the burning eyes of their personal soldiers and knelt down: "General, be kind, be kind."

Yu Fengjun was tired and sleepy and impatient to see two tomb robbers, so he had already avoided the inner room. After marriage, he had no children. This talented and virtuous wife, who was well-read in poetry and books, was quite nervous, and she was gradually relaxing in bed.

After all, Ma Cheng loved her more and more, and she became more and more nervous. She ordered two maids to serve her, so that the personal soldiers could untickle the shackles and let the two tomb robbers get up and talk. The old one was just trembling, little

He is only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he is also brave, and is secretly looking at Ma Cheng.

The personal soldier was about to kick him hard, but was blocked by Ma Cheng. He smiled gently: "What's your name?"
Chapter completed!