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Chapter 488 Ping Liao is just around the corner
The emperor was writing a reply, and Wang Tiqian had retreated to the gate of the palace, waiting for the delivery of the military report.

The war between Ping and Liao has already begun, and this is what the emperor cares most about. How could Wang Tigan not know?
If you present the military report of victory to the emperor, it is like announcing good news to the emperor.To please the emperor is Wang Tiqian's favorite thing to do.

Just when Wang Tiqian thought it was useless to wait again, a palace official came in a hurry, and he rushed to meet him.

"My lord, my lord." Wang Tiqian yelled and interrupted the emperor, causing him to frown and raise his head in displeasure.

"Great joy, great joy!" Wang Tiqian rushed into the hall holding the Jiejun newspaper, plopped to kneel in front of the imperial case, raised the military newspaper over his head, and reported in a trembling voice: "Our army won a big victory in Haicheng and killed 2 enemies. many……"

The emperor suddenly stood up, leaned forward and snatched the military newspaper from Wang Tigan's hand, opened it and read it at a glance.

An excited look appeared on the emperor's face, he was still tense, and looked at it carefully again, until he was sure that it was correct, and then he burst out laughing.

After annihilating Haicheng and defending the enemy, adding artillery to attack the enemy camp, and breaking through the enemy camp and defeating the Jianlu, Xiong Tingbi sent people to carefully count the enemy's corpses and came up with quite accurate figures.

In the past few years, the Jiannu Company has been defeated, how many troops are left, and how fast are they replenishing?Through the estimation of intelligence from all parties, the emperor knew this clearly.

Killed more than 2 more!Jiannu's disastrous defeat this time can be regarded as a serious injury.Ping Liao is close at hand, how can the emperor not forget his heart.

With a total population of less than one million, Houjin, how can it get the capital and confidence to compete with the Ming Dynasty for consumption?As soon as the emperor won the stud, he crippled Jianlu.

As long as he wins, the emperor doesn't care about how much ammunition is consumed, how much money is spent, and he has sufficient reserve funds.The big deal is to use the royal family's private money to destroy Jianlu, and save it later!

"Okay, okay!" The emperor couldn't hide his excitement, he paced back and forth in the hall with the military newspaper in his hand, and praised repeatedly, "After this great victory, the extermination of slaves is just around the corner."

Wang Tiqian agreed with a flattering smile, "The emperor is wise and mighty, Jianlu is a clown, and he will surely perish."

Yes Yes!Ever since I possessed and traveled through time, Jianu's demise was already doomed.

The emperor nodded again and again, deeply appreciative, and he never refused compliments.Even if fate predestined that the reign of the apocalypse would end in seven years and Jianu was disabled, what storms could arise?
"Soldiers and soldiers have made great achievements in killing the enemy, and I will not be stingy in rewarding them." The emperor stopped and said in a loud voice: "I will immediately issue a reward, and then take 20 silver from the internal treasury and ship it to Liaodong."

"Yes, servant girl will do it now." Wang Tiqian bowed to accept the order and exited the hall.

The emperor sat in the imperial chair, still unable to calm down, picked up a pen and laid out paper, and began to write a secret letter to Xiong Tingbi.

"It is advisable to chase the poor with the remaining courage..."

The emperor shook his head, tossed up the paper, and replaced it with a new one to rewrite.This plagiarized poem is very imposing, but the emperor was worried that the frontline generals would chase after him and get caught in an ambush or something, which would be a bad thing.

It is still necessary to advance steadily and use force to suppress the slaves, so use the absolute superiority of firepower to crush Jiannu to death, and don't give any unexpected variables.

The recovery of Liaoyang and Shenyang means the basic success of Pingliao, and my prestige has also been greatly increased by this battle, and it has also cleared the obstacles to the implementation of various reform policies.

Hmph, Jianlu has been wiped out, those dignitaries and vassals, dare to wrestle with me?It's time to clean them up, too.

The emperor pursed the corners of his mouth, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

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For several years, the capital has never heard of the police, and every once in a while, there will be good news from Liaodong.Jianlu was suppressed by the Ming army, which seems to have become a common understanding of people.

Beginning this autumn, the frequency of Pingliao extermination of slaves in newspapers has greatly increased, and what is more frequent than "Pingliao extermination of slaves" is "power of the whole country".

What is the power of the whole country? Even those who have not read the book can almost understand the meaning when they hear this word.

But for the common people, the "power of the whole country" mobilized by the emperor did not seem to affect their lives.

There was neither an increase in taxes nor a recruitment of labor, and it seemed that these two aspects were the only ones that were related to the lives of ordinary people.

Not only that, but the way for ordinary people to make a living has become wider and wider.Change, the change caused by the reform, has been felt by more and more people.

Of course, being at the bottom, ordinary people don't care about certain reform policies.In addition to the limited range of information they have access to, it is also because it has nothing to do with them.For example, severe punishment for corrupt officials, such as imperial examinations and so on.

Food, clothing, housing, transportation, salt, rice, oil and salt.It is only these small things that ordinary people have to experience and care about every day.

The price of salt has dropped, good, good!This winter, I have used iron stoves and briquettes at home. It doesn’t cost much, and it’s still warm. Good, good!The price of food has dropped, and I heard that it is shipped to Tianjin by sea, and the shipping cost is less, good, great!

When ordinary people no longer worry about the war, these things closely related to life will occupy most of their thinking.

It can't be blamed that they don't care about national affairs. To understand the people at the bottom, the burden of life is on them, and they have put in the most energy for themselves and their families not to be hungry or cold.

But it is undeniable that most ordinary people feel that their lives are getting better.There are more opportunities to work, more income, enough food, and even a few more meaty meals.

"Father!" Er Ya's eyes widened at first, and then she was pleasantly surprised that the old man came back so soon after a trip to Tianjin.

Er Ya's father smiled hehe, walked over quickly, and said: "Go home and warm up, Dad will help you look after the stall."

"I'm not cold." Er Ya shook her head, pointed at the stove and said with a smile: "With it, it's warm!"

Erya dad put his hands on the stove and warmed the fire, with white mist spraying from his mouth, he said: "The capital city is not bad, but if it is in Liaodong, it will be very cold."

Er Ya blinked her eyes, and asked puzzledly: "Father, shall we go back to Liaodong?"

Er Ya's father's hand stopped, a little hesitant, and a little hesitant.

"I think it's good to be in the capital." Erya grinned and said, "Isn't farming harder and earning not too much?"

Father Erya nodded, then shook his head and said, "Girl, you can't just look at your eyes! This is a small business, and you can still do it for a lifetime? But if you have more than ten acres of land at home, it is a long-term livelihood. In the winter leisure time, you can do it again." With some other subsidies, you can earn even more.”

Oh, Er Ya is a good girl, she doesn't talk back to Daddy.The mother is going to give birth to a little brother, and if the family has land, it can really be a stable livelihood that can be passed down from generation to generation.

"Soon." Father Erya grinned and said with a smile, "Liaodong is about to be pacified. In Tianjin, I heard some news that Jiannu suffered a disastrous defeat in Haicheng, and tens of thousands died!"

"Haicheng?" Erya tilted her head and thought for a while, then said, "Isn't that pretty close to our hometown?"

"Yes!" Father Er Ya nodded vigorously, and said, "Since we are from Liao, we have also bought debts to Ping Liao. If we return to Liaodong, the imperial court has policies and will take care of it."

Erya asked: "Will you build a house for our family? The original one seems to have been burned."

Years passed, and even the memory became blurred.Even though he thought of it in his dream, Er Ya's father knew that the house had indeed burned down.

"Yes, we will build a new one, which is better than the original one." Erya's father comforted his daughter, looking forward to the future, "It's still close to Haicheng, so I can go to the city to do small business."

Erya nodded believing it was true, and said: "When our family has a field, half of it will be planted with sweet potatoes, and we can eat it at home, and we can even sell it."

"Okay, a variety of sweet potatoes." Father Erya reached out and touched his daughter's head, agreeing wholeheartedly.

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The freshly baked sweet potatoes were steaming, exuding a tempting sweet aroma, and fell into Yingzi's hands.

Although it was so hot that she turned her hands back and forth, Yingzi still smiled happily. It wasn't until Zhang Zhuzi took off a glove that she grasped it firmly.

Break open the sweet potato, the taste is more intense, it makes the index finger wide open.Yingzi handed half of it to Zhang Zhuzi, blew on it with his mouth, took a bite, and smiled happily.

"Haicheng is restored, next is Liaoyang and Shenyang." Zhang Zhuzi was not in a hurry to eat sweet potatoes, and said with a twinkle in his eyes: "This winter, the entire Liaodong will almost be pacified."

Yingzi blinked and said, "I've made up my mind. I'll go back to my hometown and help my father farm the land. Just plant sweet potatoes, and plant as many lands as there are."

After finishing speaking, Yingzi shook his head again and said, "I have to save some land for my father, he wants to grow yellow smoke!"

Just for sweet potatoes? !Zhang Zhuzi was surprised by the reason for the decision, but soon smiled and said, "Okay, you can plant whatever you want."

"You listen to me?" Yingzi showed a mischievous expression.

Zhang Zhuzi nodded vigorously, and expressed a solemn answer with a "hmm".

"Then I won't let you transport supplies anymore." Yingzi looked at Zhang Zhuzi with a half-smile, "You're a retired officer and soldier, and you're still short of that reward?"

Zhang Zhuzi opened his mouth slightly, blinked his eyes, he was really embarrassed, and after a while he murmured: "I'm the captain, I'll lead those people!"

Yingzi giggled and said, "Okay, I'm just kidding you, look at your embarrassment."

After a pause, Yingzi put away his smile, and solemnly warned: "Come back as soon as you finish delivering the supplies, and don't go to the place where the war is fought!"

"I know, I know." Zhang Zhuzi agreed without a word.

Only then did Yingzi feel relieved, and he ate sweet roasted sweet potatoes, chatting casually with Zhang Zhuzi.

"Taozi wants to live in the city, so she told the boss that if there is a shop in Haicheng, she will go there."

"As for you, you can live in the city if you want. There is also land outside the city, not far away."

"My father doesn't want to! He wants to build a few houses, have a big yard, raise some chickens and ducks, and only need a bag of cigarettes to go to the field."

"That's right." Yingzi suddenly thought of something, and asked, "Ping Liao is almost there, but Jianlu won't come here again, killing people and looting?"

Zhang Zhuzi chuckled, and said firmly, "Not only Ping Liao, but also the slaves. This is the decision of Long Live. With so many troops and so many cannons, we will definitely wipe out the Jian slaves."

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(End of this chapter)