This is the end of the Liaoxi Corridor. Once the Mid-Autumn Festival is over, the chill in the daytime is getting stronger day by day.
Ma Xianglin stood at the head of Dongluo City, looking at the Bohai Bay in the direction of Laolongtou, where the water and sky were the same color.
Next to him stood Jun Jun, the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan Pass.
If the original historical process was followed, the famous general Du Song, who was known as "Master Du" in the frontier army, had been killed in the battle of Sarhu between the Ming army and Hou Jin Dynasty.
However, the outcome of the Fushun Defense War was rewritten by Zheng Haizhu. Nurhaci, who suffered heavy losses in Fushun, had to rest and recuperate for a while after returning to Hetuala, to accumulate horses and troops, and then turned around to attack Ye He's tribe. In the past two years, he harassed the fortress of the Ming Army in Liaodong.
The strength has indeed become somewhat restrained.
Juniper, of course, is still alive and well, and Tai is working peacefully as the commander-in-chief of Shanhaiguan.
"General Ma, this time, I would like to thank you for these two thousand soldiers. Don't worry, I will ask the military office staff to write a report tomorrow for the two thousand taels of silver per person per month. I will ask the Ministry of War for it."
While Jun Song was looking at the cavalry and baggage team that was marching in an orderly manner outside Dongluo City, heading towards Liaodong, he patted Ma Xianglin on the shoulder and generously praised the young commander of the visiting army.
Of course, as an old fox who has been fighting all his life and has the word "sharp" engraved in his bones, Juniper looked cheerful and happy, but he was a little confused in his heart.
When Jun Song said this, his throat suddenly became itchy and he spit out a mouthful of thick phlegm.
Zheng Haizhu had already inquired with Wang Wenyan that merchants from Su Song and Yangzhou were not as united as Hui merchants and Shanxi merchants. There were no guild halls in Beijing, and merchants from Fujian and Guangdong had no atmosphere in Beijing.
While Du Song was mumbling, Ma Xianglin finally spoke: "Mr. Du, you don't have to be polite. We Shili natives are valued by the court. If we can guard Xiongguan together with the lord, we should obey the lord's dispatch. In terms of military pay, we
The Ma family has come out on its own. The internal funds in the imperial edict of Long Live Lord are distributed to the soldiers of the Liaodong Army. My father-in-law is in charge of the Ministry of War, and the general manager pays for our Baigan Army. I'm afraid it's a bit taboo."
While holding the lantern, Ma Xianglin waited for his confidants who had arrived from the capital.
If we win, how will General Qin and Shilang Zhang deal with it?
The wholesale channel is still going well here, and the personal agent channel is also starting to open over there.
Do you want to learn from Qi Jiguang's poetry?
Then, as if to match the "spit", Jun Song said with a little annoyance: "Old chief Nurhachi destroyed the Ye He tribe, and the border affairs in Liaodong may become tight again. It should be mobilized to strengthen the defense line. But if it weren't for Mao Wenlong
What are you doing, how can Liaoyang be short of people when planning Dongjiang Town? How can the imperial court transfer people from Shanhaiguan, right, General Ma?"
Zheng Haizhu turned around and educated Qin Fang, "Have you noticed, the goods are good, it's the best name card. Just brushing your face can't get a solid and long-term order."
Ma Xianglin smiled faintly: "The area of the Dongjiang River close to North Korea should indeed be occupied by our Ming army. It is just behind Hetuala. The war horses can march directly to it within two days. If the Dongjiang River is managed well, the slaves will rob it every time in the future.
Everyone in the west is worried about whether their old nest will be destroyed."
Zhang Lianfang is a well-known collector in the capital. He is also a guest in the mansions of dignitaries and has a wide network of contacts.
…
Ma Xianglin said "hmm".
When Ma Xianglin heard this, he stood up in confusion: "How come I didn't know about this news from the Ministry of War when I left the capital? Did my father-in-law hide it from me?"
This Ma Xianglin, who is less than thirty, already has military exploits and the support of his in-law family. I thought he was an ancestor with his nostrils turned to the sky, so it was difficult to negotiate. But why, when I asked him to ask for two thousand elites, he agreed.
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"Young Master, Yongning announced that Si Hejiang's general had rebelled. General Qin quickly dealt with it, and the local soldiers in Zunyi, Luzhou, retreated again. Shu came to report that General Qin had already set off to Beijing to receive the reward. By the way, I'm waiting for you.
The young master was born..."
The cronies were so frightened that they quickly put out the fire: "This news was told by the young master when I left the capital. He must not have hidden it from the young master on purpose. It should be General Qin. Qin Xuan was so good at beating her that he won
It has to be so simple and neat, I'm afraid not even the imperial court would have thought of it."
The confidant showed a somewhat strange expression.
Now that his team had broken camp and left the city, he didn't show much concern. Since coming up from the city, he could either look at Yanshan Mountain on the left or Bohai Sea on the right.
It's a pity that he came from a miserable background and was imprisoned by Concubine Zheng.
If the attempt fails, at least some of the elite members of the Baigan Army will stay away from the capital and stay in Liaodong.
Ma Xianglin didn't have a good impression of General Du. Shanhaiguan clearly had border soldiers, but Du Song shamelessly asked him to leave Ma Xianglin.
After the great victory in Fushun that year, Ma Xianglin heard Zheng Haizhu discuss these ideas with Mao Wenlong in detail, and even suggested that he could use the convenience of the Songjiang switch to trade with Pidao and Shenmi Island in Liaodong to support the army through commerce, so even if the imperial court delayed
The wages, at least, won't be cut off all at once.
Hearing this, Jun Song showed no hesitation in exaggerating his warm expression: "Dayi, you mother and son are really as righteous as a mountain. Oh, I am a military man, and civil servants only respect Minister Zhang. Look, he not only knows military affairs, he also chooses relatives and chooses relatives."
I didn’t say anything about my son-in-law’s vision.”
Ma Xianglin was dumbfounded, stunned for a moment, and sat back in his chair slumped.
Ma Xianglin nodded: "Okay, if something happens, send the young mistress to Mrs. Zheng immediately."
If he loses, it will implicate General Qin and Shi Ling's army. What will happen to Miss Fengyi and Wa'er?
The confidant held it in for a while, and finally said the third thing cautiously.
Ma Xianglin's face sank: "He deserves it too."
Du Song heard that Ma Xianglin actually wanted to protect Mao Wenlong, so he didn't feel embarrassed at all. He chuckled and said: "Well, Xianglin has fought in Liaodong, so he is more familiar with it than I am. It sounds like Xianglin is familiar with Mao Wenlong.
Mao and Wenlong are quite friendly to each other, and Mao Wenlong is very affectionate, so the Sichuan army and the Liao army are fighting side by side to defend against the Tartars."
The two chatted for a few more words about Shanhaiguan's repairs to the city defenses, then went down to the city to say goodbye and go back to their respective homes.
"Just what?" Ma Xianglin asked.
The confidants dare not say anything.
Mother!
"I heard from Eunuch Liu that my wife worked as a lecturer for the prince, and people from the Zhejiang Party, as well as some kind of wet nurse in the inner court, all tried to get in her way, but in the end they all hurt their own feet. By the way, young master, Concubine Zheng's subordinates
The amber, in Wan... I spoke to Mrs. Zheng in front of the man on the dragon chair. Madam, she went to visit the Taoist temple, and it was Qi Hu who came to tell me."
Ma Xianglin thought of Hu Bo's eyes that were very similar to those of his late eldest sister, frowned for a moment, and told his confidants: "Concubine Zheng Guifei and Cui Wensheng still think that I will join forces with them. Go back and tell Qi Hu, in case of Hu Bo's baby
Cui Wensheng and the others found out that my son is not dead. Qi Hu must say that he is under my protection, Ma Xianglin. If they want to kill my son, they won’t be able to use a single soldier from my team!"
Fortunately, when he set out from Prince Lu's Mansion in Yanzhou, Zheng Haizhu adhered to the principle of "putting every ounce of his connections to the best use" and carried an autographed letter from Zhang Dai's father, Zhang Yaofang. After arriving in Beijing, he paid a visit to Zhang Dai's uncle, Zhang Lianfang.
Shi Yuelan only fell in love with five or six saleswomen in the first batch.
"Just say that Miss Yuesheng is not responsible, and he should quickly make a perfect match with Mrs. Zheng."
"Yes." The confidant responded.
They are not so much subordinates as they are like brothers. They all know in their hearts that the closer the day of revenge for Wanli's family is, the more unpeaceful the young master's mood will be.
"Young master, don't worry. My mistress is in good health. The brothers from Shili have been renting houses in the surrounding alleys one after another. They usually wander outside the house, pull carts and sedans, and do hard work without attracting attention."
"How is Feng Yi?" Ma Xianglin's first question was, of course, asking about his wife's current situation.
If my mother had led the natives to rebel when my father died unjustly, Yunnan, Guizhou, and Sichuan would now all have the surname Qin.
Ma Xianglin asked again: "How is Mrs. Zheng doing in Beijing these days?"
Zhang Lianfang introduced Zheng Haizhu to several shopkeepers who made high-quality silk cloth. The shopkeepers looked at Gu Xiuhang Brocade Songjiang cloth and Zhang velvet blended handkerchiefs, and heard that they were supplied to Yuegang, a merchant of the imperial court.
When buying goods, the indifference of just ordering a favor order immediately turned into the eagerness of discussing business and willing to order good products.
Ma Xianglin agreed to Jun Song's deployment this time, just because he had his own plans.
The young master has never had a vicious and violent temper, but since this year, several of his closest relatives have felt that the young master's temper has suddenly become violent, and he often speaks in vicious tones.
At noon, Zheng Haizhu discussed with Lu Xiangsheng and Zhang Mingshi in the neighboring courtyard the firearms operation and field cases for the next Wenhua Hall lecture. He returned to the warehouse and prepared to listen to Qin Fang and Shi Yuelan's report on the business flow.
The analysis was correct. Ma Xianglin was impressed by Zheng Haizhu's ideas at that time, so he naturally took it out and blocked Jun Song's words.
When I look at women myself, I never miss her. Amber is a good girl who knows how to repay her kindness.
"Young Master, I went to His Highness Nanzhu that day to listen to their discussion. Talking about the news from Songjiang, Song Yingxing returned to Jiangnan from Prince Lu's Mansion in Yanzhou. He did not go to Chongming immediately to see the water conservancy equipment, but stayed at Sun Yuanhua's office at the artillery factory.
The two of them were thinking about the new mechanism of combining the gun. His Highness Zhu asked how they figured it out. The people from Songjiang said that Miss Yuesheng didn't find it, so His Highness Zhu...just..."
But the principle of erring on the side of shortage is correct.
These saleswomen all have access to high-profile households. They themselves are proficient in writing and calligraphy, and they are particularly self-conscious about inscriptions. After taking samples of Gu embroidered handkerchiefs, they know how to go to a small private school to consult teachers and memorize a few articles about Xuanhe Painting Academy.
Historical allusions such as the Wumen School of Painting, and the temperament of "I only sell high-end goods that are understood by educated people" are very well grasped. Sure enough, there is no need to tell the background of Zheng Dong's family, silk goods, shoes and socks can be obtained by the court.
The favored eyes of ladies from official families and grandmothers.
"Old Qin, Yuelan, first sell the expensive items. Once your reputation is established, ask Songjiang and Chongming to transport a few more ships of cheap cloth and silk goods. You can go and visit a few small shops in the south of the city, and then choose one.
Recruit a group of saleswomen who run a small business for women's families. Both high-luxury lines and basic-model lines should be made. High-luxury customers understand the principle of expensiveness, but basic-model customers can't afford it.
The price is high for high-quality products, but when I look at the cheap ones, I think that the products used by dignitaries come from the same source, so I will buy them.”
Qin Fang nodded like a yes-man and remembered. Although it was the first time for him to hear new words such as "high luxury" and "basic model", after thinking about it, he found that what the lady said about business was right.
While the three of them were talking, the young man came in with a baggage and said that Mr. Xu had sent someone to give a gift to Mr. Zheng's family and an invitation. Mingyue Tower had prepared some wine and side dishes to invite Mr. Zheng's family to talk about business.
