"The champion Wang Bing drove all the Tatars in one battle, killed countless enemies, and strengthened the prestige of our country... Now the champion Hou Wang Bing is named the crown prince and tutor, and is given a python robe. He is rewarded with three thousand gold and two hundred thousand platinum..."

After a much grander prisoner presentation ceremony than after the Bahrain victory a year ago, in the Forbidden City's Huangji Hall, in the somewhat complicated eyes of the courtiers, Wang Bing, who was the hero of this "hunt"

The reward was announced first.

‘Prince and Tutor? You’re so cute, you haven’t even been crowned the Crown Prince yet. Who am I to be the Tutor? Or is this real money and silver, hehe!’

After hearing the little fat man's reward, Wang Bing couldn't help complaining about the official position of a prince and a tutor. However, after hearing the reward of real money and silver, he became happy.

"In addition, his wife Qi was granted the title of First Grade Imperial Lady..."

Just when Wang Bing was delighted with the real gold and silver rewarded by the little fat man, as the edict of awarding him was read out, another edict was issued to the female instructor.

"On behalf of my wife, I would like to thank Your Majesty for His grace!"

After hearing the reading of the imperial edict, Wang Bing couldn't help but get excited, and sincerely knelt down and thanked the little fat man.

Compared with the previous official positions and real money, this edict naming the female instructor as the First Grade Imperial Lady was what really made Wang Bing happy.

You must know that in the Ming Dynasty, if a woman wanted to be granted a royal title by the court, she had to marry a matchmaker and be from a good family.

Originally, this didn't matter, because at first glance, the two female instructors seemed to be completely consistent with each other.

But the problem with Te Miao is that the Ming Dynasty classified remarried widows into the same category of "unvirtuous families" as those who advocated excellence and maids and concubines.

Although the female instructor's husband died before she actually got married, in this era, it is inevitable to be called a widow.

Therefore, although the female instructor has not said much, Wang Bing knows that this has always been a knot in her heart.

But this time, the little fat man's edict was a good medicine that could truly solve her problem, so Wang Bing naturally thanked her sincerely.

"Your Majesty, the Crown Prince has a great responsibility. If the champion becomes the Crown Prince, is he a little... a little... too young?"

Just when Wang Bing sincerely thanked him for the imperial edict, the thin Zhang Siwei suddenly stood up.

Unlike Wang Bing, who only cared about the female instructor's decree, what this fourth dimension questioned was Wang Bing's qualifications for being named the Crown Prince and Tutor.

"Your Majesty, Mr. Zhang is right, I am indeed not suitable..."

Seeing some objections, Wang Bing, who had no interest in this kind of prince or tutor, happened to borrow Poxia's donkey.

"Master Zhang, may I ask what the duties of the Crown Prince and Tutor are?"

However, before Wang Bing could take the opportunity to finish his refusal, he was interrupted by the boy questioning Zhang Siwei.

"I... would like to inform Your Majesty that the responsibility of the Crown Prince and Tutor is... to be responsible for teaching the Crown Prince martial arts!"

After hearing the little fat man's question, Zhang Siwei reacted instantly, but now he could only bite the bullet and answer.

"Since the Crown Prince is responsible for teaching martial arts to the Crown Prince, who in the court is more suitable than the Champion? Is there anyone in our court who is more talented in martial arts than the Champion?"

Based on Zhang Siwei's answer, the little fat man looked at Zhang Siwei with a joking expression.

"I...I didn't consider things well, and I hope your majesty will forgive me!"

Under the little fat man's teasing gaze, Zhang Siwei could only sigh secretly and obediently returned to the courtroom.

In fact, speaking of it, this is just a word game played by the little fat man. Although the Prince Taifu, one of the three masters, is ostensibly responsible for teaching the Prince's martial arts, since the middle of the Ming Dynasty, this position has mostly been held by highly respected people.

The civil servants are in charge. The so-called teaching martial arts is just empty talk.

So now that the position of Taifu, one of the three masters, is given to Wang Bing, an outrageously young relative and military commander, it will naturally arouse the dissatisfaction of some civil servants. But not everyone dares to speak out like Zhang Siwei.

Just say it.

"I know that some of the ministers may be dissatisfied, but I appoint the champion as the crown prince and tutor, not to reward him for his merits, but to better train the future king of the Ming Dynasty. As my heir, the future king of the Ming Dynasty,

My prince cannot only study literature but not martial arts!"

After glancing at all the civil and military ministers in the court, the little fat man took advantage of the victory in the Hetao to solemnly announce the direction of education for the future heirs of the empire to pay equal attention to civil and military affairs. This was regarded as a trial to change the culture of civility and military inferiority.

Then, regardless of the reaction of the officials, the little fat man waved his hand and asked people to continue reading out the awards to other meritorious soldiers of the Habayashi Guards.

After all the rewards, several more uncles appeared in the Yulin Guards in the blink of an eye. Even Datong Town Deputy Ban Jiesheng and General Yang Dengheng, who followed the Yulin Guards, were just as Wang Bing had expected.

In this way, you will get an uncle's title.

"In addition, the Ministry of War must verify those Tatar heads as soon as possible, and the Ministry of Household Affairs shall allocate funds in full!"

Just after the rewards for the Yulin Guards officers were announced, the little fat man changed the topic and asked the Ministry of Revenue to pay for the silver reward for the 'first contribution'.

You know, the number of Tatar heads brought back by Yu Linwei this time is nearly 90,000, which does not include the more than 10,000 distributed to Datong Town. Calculated based on the calculation of 50 taels of silver per Tatar head, it is calculated

, the Ministry of Accounts has to spend nearly half a million taels of silver.

"Your Majesty, I wonder about the horses, cattle, sheep and..."

As soon as he heard that the first contribution of silver was to be paid out by the Ministry of Revenue, Zhang Xueyan, the Minister of Revenue, immediately couldn't stand and quickly stood up, hoping to make up for the money from Yu Linwei's spoils.

But he didn't even think about it, with the little fat girl's "money-loving" personality, would she give him this opportunity?

"Zhang Aiqing, in addition to the war horses, other cattle, sheep, livestock and various trophies captured by the Yulin Guard this time, I have sold them to the Royal Commercial Bank, and they sold them to my common people at low prices!"

Before Zhang Xueyan could finish his words, the little fat man interrupted the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue by waving his fleshy hand.

"Your Majesty, this, this cannot be the case that the reward money should be paid out by the Hubu, but the seizure should not belong to the Hubu, right?"

Zhang Xueyan immediately became anxious when he heard that Yu Linwei's stolen war profits had been sold to the Royal Trading Company.

"Zhang Aiqing, has the national treasury ever spent a penny on the Yulin Guard's expenses from military pay to ordnance equipment? How many times has the Yulin Guard gone into battle, and has the national treasury ever paid half a copper coin? All of these military expenditures are

I can barely support it with my internal funds!"

"The national treasury allocates hundreds of thousands of taels of silver to me every year. I not only have to support the entire Forbidden City, but also support the expenses of the Yulin Guards. If I don't have this small amount of profits and subsidies, I'm afraid I will have to learn from Tai Tai Zu went to beg for food like that back then!"

The little fat man was worthy of being the most talented emperor in the Ming Dynasty. He made Zhang Xueyan, the Minister of Household Affairs, speechless with just a few words.

"I...I'm ashamed!"

Although he knew that the little fat man was extremely rich, Zhang Xueyan couldn't do anything when faced with the little fat man crying about poverty.

There is no way, who knows that the little fat man is telling the truth about Yu Linwei!
Chapter completed!