Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 615 How can there be a swordsman (third)
He Jinzhao asked Wu Guojun to sit down. He was a little disgusted with the way officials of the Ming Dynasty tried to test them out when they met.

Fortunately, Wu Guojun is also a practical person, so he laughed twice:
"Your Majesty, for business, you have to ask for a lot of money, and I will pay back the money. The 50 shi of grain is really hard to get together. I am afraid that your appetite is too big for me to satisfy."

A stone of grain can feed a person for thirty to forty days.

Like on the grassland, if you eat mutton, you will consume very little food.

These days, if you find an opportunity to eat meat, who would still eat food foolishly?
50 stone grains sounds like a lot, but it is enough to feed more than 4 people for a year.

"President Wu underestimates me." He Jinzhao looked at the map on the table: "Ming's rebels like us are more honest than Ming's officers and soldiers."

"Hahaha." Wu Guojun couldn't help laughing: "What King He said is true, just tell me what else you want, so we can make this deal."

"Then let's open the skylight and speak plainly." He Jinzhao raised his head and said:
"Mang Gurtai's head is enough to make you a knight, and make you more closely connected with the nobles of the capital. They will collect 20 shi of grain and 30 shi of beans. It's no problem to designate them. The rest of the Ba Ya La How to carve up your head is up to you, Mr. Wu, what do you think?"

Wu Guojun knocked on the table subconsciously, staring at He Jinzhao: "Are you really not going to overdo it?"

Because he felt that what He Jinzhao got was really too cheap.

"You don't think I can only kill one Mangurtai, do you?"

Hearing He Jinzhao's words, Wu Guojun subconsciously wanted to stand up and refute, you had good luck killing one Mang Gurtai, do you want to kill another Baylor?

"Okay, let me trust you."

Wu Guojun understood what He Jinzhao meant, he was the one who wanted to follow Li Chengliang's path.

Not only did the heads of the Jurchens suppress their strength, but they could also use this to reap the wealth of the Ming Dynasty. In the future, if those nobles in the capital want to buy heads, they will have to follow the path of hammer bandits.

Wu Guojun looked at He Jinchao, and originally planned to follow Li Chengliang's path, but now it seems that the real path of Li Chengliang is in front of him, and he can only be regarded as a second-rate dealer.

He Jinzhao wanted food for people and beans for horses.

From Wu Guojun's point of view, if He Jinzhao wanted to make trouble, the officers and soldiers would definitely not be able to move him easily in the future.

If he also learned from Chuang Wang Gao Yingxiang, and came to Beijing to kill the emperor, he might be able to do such a thing, so he had to guard against it.

"Trust me, we will have the basis for continued cooperation in the future."

"I won't take refuge with you. Otherwise, what's the use of having a title? First, make sure you won't attack Ji Town."

Wu Guojun tapped the map on the table: "You He Jinchao claimed to have 1 horses, but there are more than 1 people transferred to the grassland, not counting the thousands of Mongolian cavalry who have taken refuge in you.

If there are not tens of thousands of horses left in Shanxi, can you boldly fight for the grassland? "

After finishing speaking, Wu Guojun stared into He Jinzhao's eyes.

"Mr. Wu, don't worry, I beat Ji Town, how can I sell you the head of the Jurchen?" He Jinzhao laughed loudly: "Isn't this self-defeating?"

"Right."

Wu Guojun can rest assured for the time being, he doesn't care if he plays awe-inspiring in Shanxi, grassland, or other places, just don't come to Ji Town.

But Wu Guojun thought again, even though He Jinzhao's combat power is not weak, but he has not even occupied the entire territory of Shanxi, and in the 36th Battalion, he is not an uncompromising leader.

Zijinliang, Gao Chuangwang, Chuangtatian and the like seemed to be ahead of him.

Especially the fact that King Gao Chuang was able to break into the palace to kill the emperor, and he was still riding on his horse on the Tianjie Street in the capital. This move gave King Gao Chuang a lot of limelight.

The recent prestige seems to be higher than Zijin Liang, the leader of the rebels.

"I will leave an elite team of Mongols here to fight the Jurchen Tartars. At that time, I will have to rely on Mr. Wu to cooperate with them."

"Oh?"

Wu Guojun's eyes lit up all of a sudden, he has made "spreading contributions to the sky", and he must learn to support himself.

If there were constant battles on the grassland outside Ji Town, then he would not be transferred from Ji Town.

"He Dawang, tell me in detail."

Wu Guojun had a smile on his face. These people seemed to know nothing about face-changing in Sichuan opera.

"The Jurchen Tartars' main combat forces are Jianzhou and Haixi. They are only heavy infantry, and they don't have excellent cavalry and archery troops. At most, they ride on horseback." He Jinzhao pointed to the map and said:
"If Mr. Wu helps Wuliangha to defend this place and curb Houjin's offensive, Jizhen may become the second Liaodong."

Wu Guojun raised his eyebrows unavoidably, he was a little puzzled, is his mind so obvious?
The money that the imperial court scattered to Liaodong every year, leaked a little into Jizhen, and he would be able to eat enough.

But Wu Guojun immediately felt relieved, who is this person in front of him?
People who specialize in rebellion will naturally confuse people's hearts.

But he had to admit that He Jinzhao's proposal moved him hard.

Why did the generals in Liaodong make a lot of money, and his soldiers in Ji Town had to go hungry, and even their weapons could not be repaired or replenished much.

"Hou Jinhuang Taiji's command is powerful, and it cannot be resisted by relying on Duoyan's three guards."

Wu Guojun retracted his gaze on the map, stroked his beard and said, "You are sure that he will not be able to get away from the Dalinghe battlefield at this time, but once Zu Dashou surrenders, he will be able to march west immediately. What do you do to stop him?"

"Why should I block it?" He Jinzhao sneered: "By the time he sends troops to Wuliangha, I have already moved westward to the right wing of Mongolia with food, cattle, sheep and people. Play with him!
If he is willing to travel thousands of miles to Shanxi like me, will I let him have nothing at home? "

Wu Guojun looked at He Jinchao. The Great Wall could definitely help the hammer bandits transport troops, or they could hide a cavalry in Wuliangha or even Mobei, and transfer to Shenyang to attack Huang Taiji's hometown.

As long as He Jinzhao can delay Huang Taiji, he will have more time to make nests.

"It's a good calculation. I can get involved in this business."

"What's the calculation? We call mutual help. I want to control the grassland, and you want to gain a firm foothold in Ji Town. If you draw together, you will win, and if you divide, you will lose."

"Then who will you listen to?"

"The strategic policy is up to me, and the specific battle situation is up to you."

"It's not bad to hear, but why should I listen to you as the commander-in-chief of the Ming Dynasty?"

Wu Guojun didn't refuse either. He Jinzhao's territory was always in Shanxi. If he lured Huang Taiji to Shanxi Town, he would probably sell his head to Datong, Yansui and other officers and soldiers.

wow.

He Jinzhao swept the teacup beside him to the ground.

Wu Guojun was shocked for a moment, and forced himself not to be scared to stand up, and looked around to see if there was a swordsman appearing.

"Do you want to hear about how many Ming soldiers I killed?" He Jinzhao looked at him condescendingly: "I still think I don't have the ability to lift the table?"

(End of this chapter)