When Chen Yourong learned from Chen Maoxue and Wang Fulin that Wu Weizhong had summoned two people when he came to Dongjiakou before and asked them to stay. It was because he had expected this war, and he couldn't help but feel depressed and wanted to hit the wall.∈↗, he couldn't help complaining that Chen Maoxue and Wang Fulin were so tight that he would be too tight. If he had known this earlier, he would definitely be trying to suck Wu Weizhong and find a way to find a seat among the attacking troops. This is better than just looking into the distance on the side wall, and because it is gradually getting dark, it can't see what the scene is there!

Of course, he was immediately suppressed by Chen Maoxue and could only sulk with resentment.

Of course, Wang Fulin had no regrets. Apart from the arrows left on the side wall and the blood stains left by the soldiers being injured, the rest could only see the smoke and dust, people and horses in the distance. When you hear the shouts and the sound of weapons, you should not even think about it, let alone join forces to kill a few enemy enemies when you joked with Xiaobei. At this time, for the first time, he regretted that he should have been like a few technical friends who used to learn from the scriptures, so that he would not have wanted to create an invention like now, but his eyes were dark and he could not even make glass, let alone telescopes.

Feng Jingzhong saw the unusual mood of these guests from Dong's house, but at this time they had seen and heard it. The important thing was to clean up the aftermath, to provide pensions to the wounded, and to check the losses in the city. So, after dark that day, he drove the group back with a tough pretext on the pretext of defending the border wall. Until he watched the people leave, the personal soldiers on the left said intrigue: "Since General Qi took office, Jizhen has never been invaded. This time, I hope it can be done once and for all. It is said that after the previous few losses of soldiers and generals, Dong Huli has greatly reduced his prestige. This time he fought hard. Maybe Jizhen will be peaceful."

"The ancients often said that those who are good at fighting have no great achievements. After General Qi arrived in Jizhen, he was not like the one who won the left and the other who won the right when he fought against the Japanese in the southeast. However, the enemy who used to invade the enemy at all times now has become increasingly thunderous and the raindrops are getting smaller." Speaking of this, Feng Jingzhong always felt a little indescribable when he thought of the offensive that he had just stopped. Among them, there was only a small part of the chance to attack, and he was more incomprehensible.

Although the "hero" was useless, after returning to his residence, Wang Fulin could not say that he had any great regrets. However, after using supper, he was not tired, but took out a thick charcoal pen, spread out paper and wrote and painted, from building the Great Wall, training troops, repelling the Wuliangha people, to temptation, pursuit, and encirclement... He suddenly turned his head and looked at Xiaobei. He said thoughtfully: "Do you think it was Marshal Qi who buried nails in the Duoyan tribe? Or were they originally divided into several factions and had their own struggles, so they had already informed Marshal Qi?"

Xiaobei was stunned for a moment and didn't have time to answer, but Bizhu, who was beside him, exclaimed: "What is the son-in-law meant that those enemies were also sold?"

"You mean that some people over there are already annoyed, or they are afraid of being beaten. Since it is not good to beat it, why not be soft and ask for a new tribute market?"

"That's it. For Jizhen, there will be no casualties without war, and there will be no need for pensions. The court can save a lot of money, but to be honest, these Tartars who made tribute money also need money to pay, so the court hopes that others will pay tribute and not always come to pay tribute. For example, it is stipulated that they pay tribute once every three to five years, so that they will save them from rewards every year, and a large number of soldiers will protect the people along the way. Therefore, for the elders of the court and the general of Qi from Jizhen, the most ideal thing is to open a trade at several major gates such as Xifengkou in Jizhen to maintain peace for a long time. However, spending money to buy peace is still the purpose of the court."

Speaking of this, Wang Fulin suddenly let out a light voice, "Actually, when there were Beiping Dusi, there were also Beiping Dusi, Daning, Yingzhou, Dongsheng, Huizhou, Kaiping, Xinghe, the defense lines outside the Great Wall were connected together, which could not only raise horses, but also shock Mongolia. Unfortunately, like the Tang Dynasty, when it was the most powerful, whether it was the Western Regions, Turks, Khitans, Shiwei, all had the Governor's Office or the Protector's Office. But when it was hiding later, these became the lone ribs hanging out. It seemed cheap to trade horses, but where could they raise horses by themselves? It seemed convenient to use silver to exchange salt, so how could they make a long-term plan like buying food for salt?"

"At the end of the day, the court has a system but no one supervises it and no one calculates it. There is a lack of a top-down coordination system. After some of the local taxes are retained, some will be sent to the court, some will be sent here, some will be sent there, and sometimes to give twenty taels of silver, and sometimes it will be worth ten times the value of the effort. As for the court, once a major event such as war is encountered, it will be distributed downward, and hundreds of thousands or even millions of taels of taels of taxes are often distributed to the provincial government. The so-called light taxes and levies are a joke. After the beginning of the country, the horse-raising people were in great deficiencies and had to flee. When there are any matters in the border area, salt transportation department will be subject to many generations and decades. The salt transportation department has many problems. When silver exchanges for salt, it will naturally be convenient for everyone."

Bizhu is just a girl. Although she has read a few books, she doesn’t understand these things. She is just confused when she hears it. Although Xiaobei only understands a little bit, Wang Fulin is criticizing the government and even involving the ancestral system. She still understands it. She quickly flashed out and took a quick look. Seeing that no one is watching and eavesdropping, she turned back with relief. She returned to Wang Fulin at the table and couldn’t help but complain in a low voice: “When you helped Cheng Naixuan’s father integrate the salt merchants in Huizhou and also promoted the head of the Wang family, you didn’t see you so cynical. When did you become the Hai Ruihai pen holder? I heard from my parents that he mentioned that he had reopened the old Chinese system.”

"My wife, some people, just use me as an example. No matter how lazy your actual personality is, or if you are secular utilitarian, at some point, he will turn into an angry young man." Wang Fulin smiled and explained the meaning of an angry young man to Xiaobei. Seeing that he was angry and funny, but he felt it was fresh, he shrugged and said, "Of course, I still know your husband, just talk, just talk. Okay, it's getting late, let's go to bed."

Despite this, when he was lying down, Wang Fulin knew that he was a lazy person and would move after being slapped. But from the bottom of his heart, he only looked at his previous actions in the crisis, and he knew very well that he was a very gambler. This time he was ordered by Wang Daokun to come to Jizhen, but he took the initiative to go to Liaodong. What he had to deal with was not the current crisis, but to take shortcuts to see if he could resolve the crisis decades later as soon as possible. He might not live so long, but he had to think about his sons and grandchildren in the future.

After all, even Zhang Juzheng was inevitably killed and liquidated. He didn't think he could start with the court, repair the sky and turn the tide with just one hand! He could not do it by the Secretary of the State, nor by the Chief Secretary, unless he could maintain a large top-down firmly organized clique, or simply usurp the throne! The latter two were basically exhausted and lost their hair. He might as well bet on luck first.

Four days later, Wu Weizhong, who was pursuing the army, sent people to send back news to Dongjiakou. Qi Jiguang took the left camp and the gun cavalry to attack from Yumuling, capturing Dong Changtu, the commander who invaded Dongjiakou this time, and the sixteen people under him. The rest of them fled and fled in tens of thousands. Once the news spread, the entire Dongjiakou cheered, from soldiers to young, women and children, and everyone was very happy. Although the Dongjiakou pursuing team did not use the garrison of Dongjiakou, but the troops drawn from Shanhaiguan and Huangtuling, this did not hinder the festive atmosphere of people.

Even the children who had taught Wang Fulin even asked about his residence, they came to the door with eggs, bacon and other things and invited him to share the joy of the good news. Not only him, the uncle and nephew of the Shen family, Xiaobei and Bizhu, all of them were delivered, the most of which were home-brewed rice wine. For a moment, they seemed to have become part of Dongjiakou, Jizhen. It was precisely because of this that when they set off from Dongjiakou in mid-February, the group was reluctant to leave, especially when they saw many children who were seeing him off, even the steps of the horses under them became a little slow and heavy.

When they arrived at Shanhaiguan, everyone learned that Wu Weizhong, the squad general of Shanhai Road, had not yet returned to the triumphant battle, but they had found more details about the previous battle. The two groups of soldiers and horses had previously encountered about 10,000 people, but they were surrounded by Duoyan Iron Cavalry, which was said to be more than 30,000. It was originally a tough knot even if they wanted to bite it. However, after the Duoyan troops attacked again and again, they had already dispersed their hearts and the team was difficult to lead. The army that had previously invaded Dongjiakou had fallen apart on the way Wu Weizhong pursued, and the main force, mainly the Qi family army and the elite troops in Jizhen, rushed 150 miles from Yumuling and headed straight to Huanglong.

As for how Dong Changtu and others who fled there in a hurry to find that the base camp was empty, they crashed into the encirclement again, and so on, to Wang Fulin sounded like they were talking about the villains in the book, and they were taken down by the protagonist, who was shrouded in the halo of the protagonist in a confused manner.

"After this battle, Duoyan's liver and gallbladder were broken, and Ji Town would be peaceful for ten years!"

When the group left Shanhaiguan and truly set foot on the land of Liaodong, Wang Fulin looked back at the world's number one level, sighed lightly, and then cheered up.
Chapter completed!