Timur's plan for the eastern expedition was completely aborted. According to the report from the detective horse, the Turkic army had withdrawn west to Ganzhou. The third prince occupied Ganzhou and was fighting a bloody battle with Timur's two nephews. The fourth prince's troops were in the west of Ganzhou.
There was a fierce battle between the Qiang and Tibetan coalition forces in Suzhou. Although the Hexi Corridor was still shrouded in the clouds of war, Liangzhou was safe.
The army marched out of the city, cleaned the battlefield, and burned the corpses. With so many people dead, the possibility of plague was very high, so we had to take precautions. The refugees also left Liangzhou and rushed to their hometowns to start sowing seeds in the spring.
The northwest is cold, and the spring sowing time is already later than that in the south of the Yangtze River. In addition, this year's winter is particularly long, and the spring sowing time is even further delayed. Although it is already the end of March, there is still time to rush for planting. The farmers return to their homes and take out the autumn leaves from the dark.
I shed tears while holding the golden seeds. The war is finally over and life can start again. Although the village is empty and many people's families are broken, life must go on.
Zhang Tietou came to Liangzhou with hundreds of carts full of grain seeds, which Yuan Feng urgently ordered from him. Even the old grains in Liangzhou City were almost eaten. How could there be any seed grains that could be sown? The farmers
There are not many seeds left. If the land is abandoned, famine will inevitably occur this year, so he urgently purchased a large amount of seeds for free to farmers near Liangzhou. As for the people whose homes are far away in Suzhou, Ganzhou, they can stay in Liangzhou temporarily.
To settle down, there is plenty of land anyway.
The weather is getting warmer in Liangzhou Mansion Office. The refugees who used to live here have moved out. The Mansion Office has been cleaned up and restored to its former glory. The old magistrate Cao Yanhui still lives in the back house and does not care about political affairs. Liangzhou
All affairs are handled by Yuan Feng.
When signing for the security room, Yuan Feng had been notified that Zhang Tietou, the leader of the Yuchi family's caravan, was in attendance. However, after the door was opened, Zhang Tietou stood at the door and refused to come in.
"Tietou, why don't you come in?" Yuan Feng wondered.
"Commander, there is a guest from Chang'an who wants to see you." Zhang Tietou said.
"Oh, let me guess, this guest's surname is probably Li."
"Hahaha, the commander is indeed very smart." Following a burst of hearty laughter, a middle-aged man in green clothes and a small cap walked out from behind Zhang Tietou. He clasped his hands and saluted Yuanfeng. This man was very popular, with a high nose and sunken eyes.
It was Chang'an Yuchiguang who was famous all over the world.
"The master of the house is here just in time. Come on, come on, please come inside." Yuan Feng invited Wei Chiguang to the hall, and the guests and hosts took their seats. The signing room is not a court hall. There are official hat chairs and tea tables for entertaining guests next to it. The soldiers served tea.
Then he withdrew, and Zhang Tietou stood respectfully behind Yuchi Guang, not daring to sit down. Yuan Feng smiled and said, "Tietou, you can sit down too." Yuchiguang smiled and nodded, and Zhang Tietou sat down.
"What kind of advice can you give me when the master of the family comes here this time?" Yuan Feng said.
"After the war, everything is waiting to be done. I just want to come here to look for business opportunities. In Liangzhou, I have to rely on the commander to take care of me."
"Of course there are business opportunities, but with the courage of the Yuchi family, does he just want to do a small business?" Yuan Feng leaned towards Yuchi Guang, with a meaningful look on his face.
"Oh? I wonder what the big business the commander-in-chief refers to?" Yu Chiguang remained calm, but a fire rose deep in his heart. This young man has great ambitions...
Yuan Feng laughed loudly, stood up and took two steps with his hands behind his back. He suddenly turned around and said, "I would like to ask the head of the family to help me raise a sum of funds. Whether you borrow money or participate in shares, you can get generous returns."
Yuchi Guang said calmly: "I want to know first how big this sum of money is and whether Yuchi's family can afford it."
Yuan Feng smiled and stretched out his palm to make a gesture. Yu Chiguang asked tentatively: "Fifty thousand taels?"
"Of course not. It would be an insult to you to speak to the head of the Yuchi family for only 50,000 taels."
"Five hundred thousand taels?"
"We in Liangzhou Prefecture can still afford five hundred thousand taels..."
"Could it be... five million taels?" Yuchi Guang's voice was already trembling slightly. Five million taels of silver is too huge a figure. Even the Yuchi family, which is the richest in the world, cannot raise so much cash.
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"Exactly, five million taels of silver!" Yuan Feng stared at Yuchi Guang with sharp eyes. The cold sweat on the latter's forehead almost fell, and he calmed down and said: "Excuse me, where will this money be used? Proceeds.
Where did it come from?”
"Recruit troops and conquer the west. There is endless land and treasures there, waiting for us to get them!" Yuan Feng opened the curtain on the wall with a crash, revealing a huge topographic map, pointing at it and saying: "Here is
Liangzhou, here is Ganzhou, Suzhou, Dunhuang, here is Hami, Yarkand, Ili, and the Tianshan Mountains are thousands of miles of fertile land from north to south, with vast grasslands, fruits, cattle and sheep everywhere. How can you worry about having no profit from such a large piece of land?"
Yuan Feng's words were extremely contagious, and coupled with the temptation of the huge territory, Yu Chiguang, who was also a passionate man, felt his blood surge upwards, and suddenly stood up and asked: "Okay, I am willing to contribute money!"
Seeing Yu Chiguang's willingness to agree, Yuan Feng calmed down, sat back in his chair, picked up the tea cup, took a sip, and said: "Five million taels is not a small amount. I think even the Yuchi family, one of the richest people in the world, cannot afford that much cash.
Silver, but we can use it in kind, such as grain, brick tea, livestock, salt, silk cloth, copper, iron, tin, gunpowder, herbs, and skilled craftsmen. With the reputation of your Yuchi family, many things can be paid on credit.
Yeah."
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All the things Yuan Feng needed were strategic materials, grain, tea, salt, iron and gunpowder. These things were strictly controlled by the imperial court, but with the ability of the Yuchi family, it was not impossible to obtain them. A manly man was always eager to do something vigorous.
It's a big deal. Although Yu Chiguang is a businessman, he has a flexible mind and a sharp vision. He has already smelled the smell of wealth, and it is not ordinary wealth, but huge wealth, wealth that is truly rich and incomparable to the country. He wants to help Yuan Feng conquer the country.
Thousands of miles across the country!
Which businessman can do this?!
A man is born in heaven and earth, can leap thousands of miles, cross the four seas, and is willing to die.
Yuchiguang immediately made a decision and agreed to Yuan Feng's request, injecting five million to help Yuan Feng form an army and conquer the Western Regions. As for the contract, there was no need to sign it. They were all people who were doing big things. A contract could not bind anyone, only interests could.
Tie everyone together tightly.
After discussing the cooperation matters, Yuan Feng served tea to the guests, and there were still a large number of important military matters waiting for him to deal with. Yuchi Guang came out of the signing room and looked at the sun in the yard. Only a quarter of an hour had passed, but he felt
It seemed like a whole day had passed! This matter was so important that he had to rush back to Chang'an to take charge of everything.
…
After the war, everything was waiting to be done, and a huge burden was placed on the shoulders of a young man under twenty years old in Yuanfeng. He was now the veritable king of Liangzhou. From the soldiers to the people, they only recognized him. Cao Yanhui
It has gradually faded out of people's sight. Of course, this is inseparable from some of Yuan Feng's tricks. Cao Yanhui and his son still eat and drink well, but every move must be monitored. Yuan Feng is not a good person. He knows Cao Yanhui well.
With so much energy, this old guy doesn’t know how many hidden backhands he has. It would be troublesome if he were to attack behind his back.
More and more people with lofty ideals are coming from the Central Plains to fight against the invasion of foreign invaders. This is the result of the great poet Ma Zhiyuan's vigorous propaganda. The city of Liangzhou is filled with young foreigners, including poets, scholars, swordsmen, and others.
There are some frustrated people who have fallen into the world. The business of Liangzhou taverns and inns that have been dormant for a long time has improved again. Every day, people write impassioned poems, write inscriptions, express their feelings directly, and express their feelings. Basically, they are all men. Why don’t they bring Wu Gou?
, collecting the heroic ideals of the fifty states in Guanshan.
In short, Liangzhou is gradually regaining its vitality, but the danger is getting closer and closer. Tens of thousands of Gansu officers and soldiers have approached Liangzhou, and the forward force is less than a hundred miles away. It is said that the Gansu officers and soldiers have been prepared for a long time, but they stopped at the junction for a long time.
They did nothing when Liangzhou was in the most critical situation, but when the Turks were driven away and Liangzhou was at its weakest, they appeared... Those who come are not kind and those who are kind will not come. Yuan Feng had been mentally prepared for this.
The Gansu officers and soldiers were the culprits of the massacre of Shibali Fort. Yuan Feng would never forget this hatred, and he was worried that he would not have the chance to deal with them. Since they were willing to take a share of the pie, it would be great.
Now there are 30,000 troops in Liangzhou, of which 10,000 are veterans and 20,000 are recruits selected from the civilian population. Although they are called recruits, they are not new at all. They are all warriors who have experienced the test of blood and fire. Recently, they are outside the city.
Intensifying military training, everyone must become qualified cavalry and infantry, and be able to skillfully use muskets and sabers. Yuan Feng was keenly aware that firearms would play an increasingly important role in future wars. He organized a group of craftsmen to develop light artillery.
, moderate in size, simple in structure, capable of shooting various artillery shells, with wheels and a hoe, and capable of being pulled by a few horses. This type of artillery is what the army needs. Cao Yanhui made the top ten generals, and it was quite a gimmick.
The effect is only average.
The fighting on the front line in Ganzhou and Suzhou was sparse, but Yuan Feng was not in a hurry. He sharpened his sword and chopped firewood. Only by solving his worries, training his soldiers, and having enough supplies and food could he ensure victory. He was anxious and angry with these tired people.
If the soldiers fight, there is only one way to die.
In addition, there were some thorny problems that needed to be solved. Yuan Feng invited Hermione to the custody room and dismissed the soldiers. There were no outsiders in the room. Hermione didn't know what Yuan Feng was looking for. Her heart was pounding like a deer, and her fingers were beating.
He kept drawing circles on the rim of the tea bowl, looking up at Yuan Feng from time to time, and then quickly lowering his head.
"I want to know what exactly the Qiang-Tibetan coalition wants to gain from this war?" Yuan Feng finally asked.