"Shaoqing has 3,000 men under his command, and I will add another 7,000 to Shaoqing's command?"

"Yes, and it will be made up within half a month."

"Half a month?" Yan Ying said in surprise, "It's a bit late."

"It happened suddenly." Qian Yuqing was still very polite.

Although he has the imperial edict from Zhao Guan's family, he may not be able to get things done just by relying on the oracle.

You know, here the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and people can promise it without hesitation, but if they don’t do it themselves, the people below will naturally know how to do Tai Chi.

If things are delayed for a long time, the war will be delayed.

If Qian Yuqing is dissatisfied, he can appeal, but this place is far enough from Tokyo, and if he goes back and forth, everything will basically be ruined.

Therefore, this is the time to test a person's ability.

Qian Yuqing's businessman side was revealed again, and he said: "To be honest with Yan Sicao, the Song Nanhai Trading Company this time is a state-owned trading company established by the imperial court. It has several very important instructions, which may also be related to Yan.

Si Cao’s official position and money.”

"oh?"

"The so-called Nanhai Trading Company of the Song Dynasty was a trading company that was in charge of the imperial court's trade with the countries in the South China Sea. It covered everything from production to transportation and sales. At first, the imperial court wanted to place the first branch of a trading company in Quanzhou."

Yan Ying's expression immediately changed and she said, "Place it in Guangzhou! Guangzhou is definitely better than Quanzhou!"

As soon as he said these words, he knew that he had fallen into Qian Yuqing's trap, and he quickly kept silent.

Qian Yuqing continued: "Yansicao, I also think it is more suitable to place it in Guangzhou. Let me calculate an account for you. If the South China Sea needs 300,000 pieces of silk every year, each piece of silk shipped to the sea can be sold for ten guan, or even

Twenty guan, of which one out of 10 commercial taxes can draw out hundreds of thousands of guan. If Yan Sicao did it himself..."

"Shaoqing is joking. How dare you do business with the imperial court at will? However, I feel that there will be no problem with 7,000 people in half a month."

"You are enlisted in the army. You also know the rules of the new military administration of the imperial court, which require children from good families."

Yan Ying said: "It's feasible!"

"Okay, then I'll leave it to Yan Sicao!"

In the next half month, Qian Yuqing saw the power of money.

The promise to place the first branch of Song Dynasty Nanhai Trading Company in Guangzhou gave Yan Ying endless motivation.

In fact, it mainly brought endless motivation to the local upper class in Guangzhou headed by Yan Ying.

Once the Guangzhou branch of the Song Dynasty Nanhai Trading Co., Ltd. is closed, the raw materials in the workshop will need a continuous supply. Whoever takes this order will not have to worry about it for the rest of their lives.

Besides, private shipyards also get cramps from counting money.

In addition, more private businessmen can follow the imperial ship to go south to make profits.

People in this area of ​​Guangzhou have been very good at doing business since ancient times, especially with the countries in the South China Sea.

At the beginning of December, Yan Ying really gave Qian Yuqing 7,000 people, and they were all children of good families who were recorded in the books.

Even some local landlords and sons of wealthy businessmen in Guangzhou also joined in.

Naturally, they didn't really want to serve the country when they joined, they just wanted to follow the imperial navy south to look for opportunities to get rich.

While the south was sharpening its knives, Yu Yunwen was in the north and began to work with Jin officials one after another to set up a business forum between the two sides to promote trade between the Song and Jin Dynasties.

The six years of Jingkang came to an end.

On the fifth day of the first month of the seventh year of Jingkang, when there was heavy snowfall in the north, the sun was shining brightly in Yongzhou on Guangnan West Road, and it was as warm as spring in March.

It was also Wu Lin's first time to come to the south. He was quite shocked. Not only did it not snow in the winter in the south, but the leaves were still lush.

"Wu Shuai, it's winter, why do I get hotter as I walk!" Yan Pei, the general manager of Guangnan's military and horse capital, took off his coat and wiped the sweat from his forehead and said.

Wu Lin said: "I don't know what summer is like in the south."

Yan Pei said: "I read in a book that when summer comes here, it is humid and hot, and miasma is rampant."

"Let's go, we're not far from Yongzhou."

At this moment, Wu Lin vaguely heard cries for help from around him.

He looked at Yan Pei and asked, "Did you hear that?"

"What did you hear?"

"Call for help."

Yan Pei pricked up his ears, and everyone else started talking.

Wu Lin said: "Everyone be quiet."

The crowd fell silent, and there were indeed faint calls for help.

Yan Pei pointed to the road due west: "It came from over there!"

"Arrange someone to go over and take a look!" Wu Lin said.

Yan Pei immediately mobilized a hundred people to go over.

Just as he started to attack in front of a hundred people, a group of people suddenly appeared in front of him.

The team immediately stood up and prepared.

Wu Lin saw some ragged people running quickly towards this side.

"Are these people from Yongzhou?" Yan Pei was quite surprised.

Wu Lin said: "At present, it seems that it may be."

Those people were followed by others.

When the people running away in front saw Wu Lin and others in front of them, they didn't bother to stop and continued running.

Soon, the first, second and third capitals in the front row all displayed their crossbows.

When those people saw the crossbow arrows, they did not dare to move forward. The people who caught up behind them threw them to the ground.

"Run! Run again! If you run again I will break your legs!"

A young man held a stick in his hand and struck a boy who was only fourteen or fifteen years old, hitting him on the back, causing the boy to scream in pain.

"Stop it!" Yan Pei said angrily.

When those people saw that Yan Pei's men each had crossbows and arrows and were well prepared, they did not dare to provoke them at will. They just said: "Good man, we punish the slaves. No offense, no offense!"

"You can't punish domestic slaves like this. This is against the laws of the Song Dynasty!"

"The good man is right, let's take them back now." With that said, the young man asked his men to start arresting all these people.

"Help! Hero, help! They are going to sell us to Cochin as slaves! Help us..." the boy shouted.

"Shut up!" The young man slapped the young man viciously several times and roared like a vicious wolf, "If you talk nonsense again, I'll tear your mouth apart!"

Wu Lin shouted: "Everyone stop!"

Those people did not stop, but continued to drive those people forward.

Yan Pei shouted loudly: "If you don't stop, I will be shot to death!"

When he shouted, everyone stopped in unison. After all, the opponent had a crossbow in his hand!

The young man turned around and said with a smile: "Hero, I am Zhou An, the son of Zhou Lin, the magistrate of Yongzhou. I am the biggest in Yongzhou City. If you need any help, just ask me. I took these people away, and you can treat them like nothing."

If you didn’t see it, it’s a favor to me.”

Wu Lin smiled and said: "Give you face? Can you afford the face I give you?"

Zhou An's expression turned cold: "Heroes, all you do is make money. I'm here to make some money personally. I didn't offend you. There's no need for us to cause trouble. It's not good for everyone."
Chapter completed!