The Life Through Books of the Salted Fish Family

Chapter 705 What’s in the Heart

 The King of England has been a little troubled these days.

It is certainly a good thing for the capital to send money.

 But how to divide it, he hasn't figured it out yet.

 But no matter how it is divided, it is true that this silver cannot pass through the treasury.

　　After that experience, how much more can befall the border troops?

Those civil servants are not vegetarians. They have iron teeth when talking to the outside world, and they are even more unambiguous when talking to the outside world. Once Wei Hejin left, there was no way for the border troops in Guanzhou to confront them head-on...

"Your Majesty, General Yan Qi is waiting at the door and wants to come in to say hello to you." The little **** whispered.

"Yan Huaian? Why is he here?" The King of England thought for a moment and wanted to understand why Yan Er came here at this time. Yes, he is also a man who wants money.

 “Let him in.”

 The little **** turned around neatly.

 He was stopped by the King of England again.

“Si’an, ask the kitchen to prepare some snacks, and ask Yan Er to take them with him when he leaves.”

 The little **** retreated in response.

 …

Yan Laoer was led by an unfamiliar little eunuch.

 He just wanted to get close to the child, but he didn't want the little **** to introduce himself to his family.

"Mr. Yan, your servants are safe and sound. Your Majesty has accepted a few of our young ones to serve under you. You are few here, so you should be watching the faces of our slaves."

"It's the little Eunuch Si'an!" Yan Laoer subconsciously looked at the person. The little **** seemed to have eyes behind his back. He turned around in time to let him see clearly.

Having a small, fair face with slender eyebrows and narrow eyes, she was clearly not smiling, but she could feel a sense of kindness.

"This way, please, be careful of the steps." Si'an paused slightly and said.

Yan Laoer said in a low voice: "My dear father-in-law of Si'an, let's say goodbye to outsiders. We are all members of our own family. When we have free time in the future, we will often visit my house."

Si’an’s eyebrows and eyes smiled like two pairs of crescent moons.

"Before my father-in-law returned to his hometown to build a house, he arranged for slaves to serve in the prince's courtyard." He said in a soft voice: "The prince is thinking about the young master in his heart and has thought about it twice..."

Yan Laoer expressed his gratitude.

The two of them exchanged a few more words and arrived at the prince's courtyard.

 …

“Your Majesty, look at this.” Yan Laoer came prepared.

 He took out a rope from his pocket.

The King of England glanced at him and raised his eyebrows. What does       mean?

“The young master was so tall when he first came to my house, and he is so tall now!” Yan Laoer pinched the barely visible section with his fingers, and exaggerated his expression: “You’ve grown taller just by seeing it!”

“My wife and the mistress’s mother were also weighed. Please let me show off for a while. When the young master comes home, you can weigh yourself again. I’m sure it’s heavier than before…”

Yan Laoer's face was beaming with joy. He said nothing else when he called in. He told the young master everything about dressing, eating, and playing. Then he talked about his uncle Wang and the prince's house. The village also dug a ditch for the house. , and talked about his own paddy fields again along the ditch.

"...It's next to the river, so it's easy to divert water. Our family got a wooden tray for raising seedlings. The boss spread it with soil and planted it in the house. When it lit up, it would pop up. The waiter went to see it several times a day, but we didn't Based on experience, the waiter's teacher, the female official Mu who was invited from Beijing, said that the sowing seemed to be a little secret, and she didn't know whether it would delay the growth, so the waiter got very angry.

Now that the grain merchants are going back to the south, we are wondering whether we should find a few people to go south to learn from them. Ms. Mu also said that the people in the south are experienced in growing rice. They came in a big boat and they didn't need to take a few of us with them. . "

Yan Laoer deliberately looked at the King of England's face and considered, "It would be better if you could give us more space and bring some goods. After selling the money, we can buy some grain back from the south."

 “Didn’t I just buy a lot of food?” the prince said casually.

"After the fair, I felt that the food exchanged was enough to last for a while, but as soon as the new soldiers recruited by the imperial court arrived..." Yan Laoer changed his face very quickly, and matched his voice with full aggrievedness: "A whole five thousand people! It's too many, individually. They are all strong young men who can eat. They said that I would train them all and then assign them to fill the vacancies. This is also true. But my lord, when I came back and thought about it, this is wrong! I am a soldier, but I can use it to chew people's heads. Me? Ask anyone who doesn’t..."

He looked at the King of England pitifully and said emotionally: "Your Majesty, I can only count on you!"

"Everyone is counting on me, who can I count on?" the King of England said helplessly.

After listening to Yan Er's chatter for a long time, the King of England also relaxed and said what was in his heart: "The reward given by the court this time is still a false reward, half of it is gold and silver, and the other half is a gold ticket, which needs to be exchanged at the Ministry of Household Affairs. Alas ! The frontier army defeated Beirong in a big way and should be rewarded; the dead and wounded should be cared for; I know the situation of the tigers. Master Tian borrowed debts for the people, both public and private. I should subsidize them. How can I use the gold tickets from the Ministry of Household Affairs? It's so easy to exchange, Guanzhou is in trouble, and the imperial court is not much better."

"Just over there..." The King of England weakly pointed in the west direction and said slowly: "The Crown Prince of Qi has run away, and war is about to break out. We in Guanzhou are on guard, and Beijing is also on guard. I have reported that everything is fine. But believe it or not, in private, the troops and horses in the DPRK must be dispatched frequently, and it will not take many days to deploy defenses in important places in the capital."

“I don’t know how much military resources will be consumed in fighting this battle, and the imperial court has too much time to take care of itself..."

 The King of England sighed heavily.

  I don’t want to talk any more.

Difficult, all difficult.

The King of England added: "We know some things, but we cannot say them to others, for fear of causing trouble."

 This is also his dilemma. Xizhou has strong soldiers and horses, but Guanzhou is not enough.

 He followed Yan Huaiwen's advice and used the imaginary to be real, and the real to be imaginary, in order to blur King Qi's sight.

 Secretly deploy troops to guard the border defense line, pretending to be peaceful on the surface, and not mentioning it at all, so as to prevent people from being panicked and timid before fighting.

Yan Laoer stood up from his seat, walked to the King of England, and squatted down.

Looking up at the King of England from a close distance, he said sincerely: "Your Majesty, please send me to Leshan, in the name of suppressing bandits. I want to go to Xizhou from there to inquire."

His eyes were particularly sincere: "Our two prefectures are on guard against each other. It is impossible to go to Xizhou from Huju. Leshan Prefecture has many mountains. I will go further away in case there is a loophole."

"It's too dangerous, and it's not necessary." The King of England has guarded the border for many years. He is not just an empty-handed person who expects his subordinates to fight. He still understands it very well.

"The King of Qi is eager to win, so he will definitely charge up a strike with the power of thunder. The battlefield will only be at the border or under the city. I have sent people to closely investigate the movements of the Xizhou Army. When the opponent's army sets out, the two armies will confront each other. time."

Yan Laoer: That’s not possible. Why can’t he go? He must go!

"Your Majesty, please let me go. My new barracks won't be of use for a short time. Why don't you let me pull some people out to suppress bandits and train troops while also inquiring about the news in Xizhou? I can't eat a large group of people, but if We are still confident that we can capture this small patrol team. If we are lucky enough to rob their convoy transporting grain and grass, we will catch them!"

 After a major overhaul, it was posted in the middle of the night again, 嘤嘤嘤~

I don’t know if I can express the feeling I want you to see~

 Hmm, this is a bit confusing, it’s just the picture I imagined in my mind~~

 From the perspective of the King of England, Yan Laoer’s character card should be his confidant~

Where is Lao Yan? Where is the waiter? Hey, if you don’t tell me, you can probably guess it, right? (*▽*)