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Chapter 612: Being a Guest (Part 1)

Cui Chengxiu, who was puzzled, couldn't help but ask: "Marty, is it worth it?"

Yang Feng smiled faintly: "What we do, we cannot just look at the surface, but also see what is represented behind it. As for whether it is worth it or not, it is a matter of opinion."

The reputation of the Jiangning Army was not made, but was achieved through victory after victory. Not only was the Qing Dynasty paying attention to the actions of the Jiangning Army, but even many domestic generals in the Ming Dynasty were studying the every move of the Jiangning Army.

Before Yang Feng's rise, the Ming Dynasty's firearms had a very difficult journey. Because many systems in the court had been corrupted, the officials and eunuchs of the Military and Scepters Bureau, who were responsible for making firearms, were working together. In addition, the treatment of craftsmen was very different, and the quality of the firearms produced was very poor, and the explosion of the chambers and injured people often occurred, so the soldiers on the border would rather use swords and guns to fight against the Tartars than use firearms.

This phenomenon also triggered a view that the theory of firearms is useless. Many generals believe that firearms are just a luxurious and useless thing, but with the emergence of Yang Feng, this phenomenon has been improved.

Seeing that the Jiangning Army's pure firearm army relied on the muskets and cannons in hand to defeat the former arrogant Qing Dynasty. Even Nurhaci was killed under the firearm, which made the court and the Ming army realize that the relationship was not that the firearm was useless, but that their firearms were too bad in the past, which led to their defeat.

Under such circumstances, the firearms produced by the Jiangning Army have become good things that many Ming army generals and army are flocking to.

Especially when he fought side by side with the Jiangning Army, he had seen the power of firearms with his own eyes, the Liaodong Army became a supporter of firearms. In the past two years, the Liaodong Army alone has bought no less than 8,000 muskets and hundreds of cannons from Yang Feng. If it weren't for the lack of silver in his hand, Sun Chengzong, as the Liaodong governor, would have wished to change all his troops.

Now Yang Feng is willing to exchange 3,000 muskets and 30 cannons for one thousand cavalry and two thousand infantrymen. Such a move is not bad. Cui Chengxiu believes that Sun Chengzong should not refuse such a deal.

After all, with the arrival of Yang Feng, the current border situation on the Ming Dynasty has changed a lot from history. After being hit by Yang Feng several times, the strength of the Qing Dynasty is more than just weaker than that of another historical time and space.

In addition, Zhu Youxiao did not drown as in history, but continued to be his emperor. Moreover, with the support of the Ming Dynasty Royal Trading Company, Zhu Youxiao was too rich, so Sun Chengzong naturally would not worry about military pay, so there should not be too much resistance to Yang Feng's dispatch of 3,000 people in the past.

After the matter was finalized, Yang Feng knew that Cui Chengxiu was the Minister of War, so he naturally had countless things to deal with, so he exchanged greetings with him and said goodbye and left.

After Yang Feng left, an official in a green robe walked in with a stack of official documents in his arms. Seeing Cui Chengxiu sitting on a chair holding a teacup in thought, he did not dare to disturb the other party, and gently placed the official documents in his hand on the table, and then stood respectfully with his hands hanging down.

After a while, Cui Chengxiu let out a long time and put down the teacup in her hand. Then she asked slowly to the official standing by, "Lu Lingshi, what else do you have?"

The official's surname is Lu, and he is the official of the Ministry of War, and is also one of Cui Chengxiu's confidants.

Lu Lingshi said with some concern: "Sir, Jiang Ning Hou is certainly an important official in the court, but if we get too close to him, Jiu Qiansui will be unhappy."

Cui Chengxiu glanced at him with a squinted look: "Lu Lingshi, it seems that I underestimated you on weekdays. I never thought you would even think about it."

"Sir, please forgive me!" Lu Lingshi's face changed and he quickly knelt down: "Even if you have the courage, you dare not think about your superiors without authorization. Evil is just worried that if our Ministry of War is too close to Marquis of Jiangning, not only will there be bad ideas at Jiu Qiansui, but even Your Majesty will have grudges!"

"Hmph...what do you know?"

Cui Chengxiu snorted coldly, with displeasure in her eyes. Although the person named Lu was his confidant, his vision and pattern were very limited. It seemed that he would be the fate of a sixth-rank official in his life. However, although Lu Lingshi was not very smart, he was still very loyal to him. Of course, he would like to mention some things.

"Your Majesty and Nine Thousand Sui are so kind, how could you be as petty as you? Jiangning Hou would not say anything else. As the Grand Governor of the South and the General of Nanjing, he has tens of thousands of soldiers under his command. If we don't make friends with such a person now, we have to keep a distance from him. That's something that only a fool would do.

Besides, as the Minister of War, it is very normal for me to have official relations with him. No one can find fault with this. Why should we reject the opportunity to make good friends with a senior official in this way? On the contrary, do you think it is better to have more friends like Jiangning Hou or more enemies like him?"

Lu Lingshi just turned his mind a little slower, which did not mean that he was a fool. After being mentioned by Choi Chengxiu, he immediately understood, and showed an admiration on his face, and gave Choi Chengxiu a thumbs up and praised: "Sir, I am worthy of being an adult, I think it's far higher than a humble vocation,... it's really high!"

"Hmph...you'll understand."

Cui Chengxiu couldn't help but show a smug smile on her face. Although he could always make Eunuch Wei's flattery very comfortable on weekdays, this did not prevent him from enjoying the flattery that others had taken. This is the case in the officialdom, one level is overwhelming. Although Eunuch Wei claims to be nine thousand years old, wouldn't he still want to flatter His Majesty?

Two days later, night slowly came, Yang Feng stepped into Cui Chengxiu's mansion wearing a silk dress and a round hat.

The capital city has always had the slang term "rich in the east and noble in the west, poor in the south and poor in the north". As the Minister of War, Cui Chengxiu's mansion was naturally located on the west side of the city.

As a famous corrupt official, Cui Chengxiu's mansion is naturally magnificent and grand. When Yang Feng came to the door, he saw Cui Chengxiu, wearing a regular dress and a goat beard, with more than ten family members, surrounded by dozens of servants and maids, smiling towards Yang Feng.

"The house is simple and the house is vulgar. The marquis can visit today, so it really makes the house be full of glory..." Cui Chengxiu's smile was very sincere, just like welcoming friends for many years: "When the marquis is wrong, the subordinates cannot repay him, so they can only lead the whole mansion to thank him."
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