Quick Transmigration Goblin: Don't tease, the villain is turning black

Chapter 648 The Dancing Girl Princess vs. the Admiral of the East Factory 13
"To tell you the truth, my elder brother used to be a member of the cavalry battalion. I have heard many stories from my elder brother about the cavalry battalion defending the country since I was a child. Now that the cavalry battalion is in trouble, I cannot bear it."

Quan Jiu took off his bamboo hat, revealing his white jade mask, and stared at Wu Feihu sincerely with his black eyes.

Hearing her explanation, Wu Feihu calmed down a little, lost the indifference just now, and asked back:
"What is your elder brother's name, and which lieutenant general is he in now?"

The soldiers of the cavalry battalion were like brothers, and he instinctively liked their families.

Quan Jiu shook his head lightly: "Brother is already dead."

He didn't die on the battlefield of fighting for the country, but in this deep palace.

The third elder brother fought all his life, yearning for the lonely life in the desert, disdaining the court battles, but in the end, he still failed to escape the fate of the royal children.

Seeing her lonely look, Wu Feihu instinctively thought that her brother had died on the battlefield, so he raised his hand and patted her on the shoulder heavily.

"The soldiers of the cavalry battalion fought for the country and never regretted dying. He has completed his mission. I believe he is happy."

The dead are gone, and the living shall continue.

"Maybe."

Quan Jiu smiled perfunctorily, and turned the topic back to the military pay.

"What's the situation with the cavalry battalion?"

Wu Feihu: "Not optimistic, come with me."

……

suburbs.

A dilapidated village.

Quan Jiu looked at the soldiers who lived in thatched huts and drank vegetables and porridge, and clenched their fists:

"Chu Tuo let you live in this kind of place?"

If Shen Lang was Chu Tuo's first hard nut to crack after he ascended the throne, then the cavalry battalion was undoubtedly the second.

The soldiers in the cavalry battalion were loyal and only had her third brother in their hearts, so Chu Tuo couldn't subdue him at all.

Wu Feihu was startled when she heard her calling the emperor's name directly, and then showed a sigh of relief:

"Three emperors... when General Meng was still here...the cavalry battalion was very beautiful. Every time they returned to court in triumph, the food and lodging were first-class. Although the soldiers didn't say it, they were proud of it in their hearts."

Chu Tuo wanted to break their arrogance and wait for them to voluntarily surrender.

Although Quan Jiu has never seen it with his own eyes, he has also heard about the splendor of the cavalry battalion:

"How long has this been going on?"

Wu Feihu: "One year."

A whole year.

The elite team that was once brilliant and frightening to the enemy was forced to become a low-level team, anyone can step on it.

Quan Jiu saw that there was nostalgia and sadness in his eyes, and his eyes dimmed.

When the third brother was captured, another deputy general Yang of the cavalry battalion directly led the army into the imperial city, and finally died tragically at the Hongwumen, a heroic sacrifice.

And Wu Feihu, as the loyal supporter of the third brother, led the remaining soldiers to surrender at that time, which Quan Jiu could not understand.

"General, are you back?"

A soldier took the initiative to say hello and stuffed him with two chicken legs, "I asked the kitchen to make a few more."

Wu Feihu pushed back: "I've already eaten in the palace, let's leave it for the other brothers."

The soldier disagreed and pushed and shoved several times, but Wu Feihu finally said with a sullen face.

"This is an order."

The soldiers had to leave with the drumsticks.

When he came to the camp, Quan Jiu immediately saw two soldiers writing letters together. The hands that were wielding swords all year round hadn't held the pen for a long time, and their movements were a bit funny.

Neither of them noticed their arrival, they were still looking at each other and joking.

"Brother Zhang, you have sent all the money you sent to your sister-in-law again, so what will you eat next month?"

"Isn't it Guan Mantou?" Brother Zhang is over [-] years old and has muscles all over his body.

"Where can I eat steamed buns every day... Sigh."

After the third prince was imprisoned, the treatment of the cavalry battalion plummeted, but in order not to worry the family's daughter-in-law and children, everyone tried their best to hide it.

Wu Feihu stood at the door and listened for a while, without disturbing him, he left quietly with Quan Jiu.

"Doctor Shen, I made you laugh."

Quan Jiu hit the nail on the head and said, "If I had known about today's situation, would General Wu have surrendered?"

Wu Feihu was always taken aback by her bold remarks, but he still cooperated in giving answers.

"meeting."

He nodded.

Quan Jiu frowned: "Why?"

Wu Feihu doesn't look like a person who is greedy for life and afraid of death.

"I am alive, and General Meng has the hope of living."

General Meng was referring to the original owner's third brother, Meng Lan.

"Although the cavalry battalion has declined, it is not a soft persimmon that can be squeezed by others. Otherwise, the Holy Majesty would not just let the household department take action."

Because he himself did not dare to confront the cavalry battalion head-on.

Quan Jiu looked at Wu Feihu, only when Meng Lan was mentioned, the glint of hope flashed in her dull eyes, her gaze dropped to the longbow in his hand, she couldn't say anything about Meng Lan's death.

"I see."

Presumably Chu Tuo promised Wu Feihu that as long as the cavalry battalion does not rebel, Meng Lan will be safe in prison for a day.

Wu Feihu's eyes were determined: "General Meng promised me that he would come out of the prison alive."

On the day Meng Lan was arrested, he was the one who persuaded himself to give up resistance and not to make unnecessary sacrifices.

At first, he naturally refused to agree, but Meng Lan assured him that he would return safely.

In so many wars that were completely impossible to win, General Meng led them to turn defeat into victory and create miracles.

This time, he believed he could, too.

.........

That night, Quan Jiu sent someone to give Wu Feihu a silver note of 10 taels.

Naturally, Wu Feihu refused to accept it, and the person who sent the message only said one sentence - "This is from the third prince", Wu Feihu was taken aback for a moment, but did not refuse again.

Quan Jiu originally thought that she was making money quickly, but now that she has to support an army, plus excellent combat equipment, good horses and BMWs, her little money is not enough for everyone to squander.

After reading the account book, she couldn't help but bury her head in the account book, expressing sincere emotion:

"So poor."

Cuizhu looked at the series of 0s on the ledger, speechless:
"Miss, I have never seen so much silver in my life. If you can only rank second in the speed of making money, no one will dare to rank first."

In her eyes, Quan Jiu is like the God of Wealth, with one thing after another in his head, all of which are brilliant money-making ideas.

"It's just that there are some things that the servants don't understand..."

Cui Zhu picked her head and pointed at the operation manual.

"Miss, what are...V, VIP customers? What is marketing planning?"

Even though Quan Jiu had taught her, VIP's three English words were still hot.

Quan Jiu rubbed her head: "You will know tomorrow."

.........

She directly copied the marketing methods of a certain Beijing, a certain treasure, and a certain Xixi in modern times.

Full discount, red envelope, lottery, VIP point system, group purchase...

"A group of three can get a [-]% discount; if five people go together, one person can get free, and the goods can be delivered to your door..."

People passing by stared curiously at the red paper pasted at the door. They had never heard of the term "free order". Small merchants and hawkers are poor people. .

(End of this chapter)