Hesuguan Road, Yongkang City.
The begging and buying business of Emperor Wu of the Jin Dynasty is now located in this road city on the bank of the Bohai Sea, and it also occupies a temple handed down from the Liao Dynasty.
This Liao Yi Shi is useless! The little spare money he had was spent on building temples, so the large temple where Wu Qimai was currently stationed was more splendid and magnificent than his Emperor's Village. It seemed like it would be good to live here for a long time.
But the ordinary Jurchen and Bohai warriors are all missing their adobe houses among the white mountains and black waters... It's not that they are tired of fighting, but they are losing money!
In fact, starting from the second year of Tianhui's pursuit of Yelu Yanxi and the remnants of the Liao Kingdom who fled into the northwest desert grasslands, the days when the Jurchen and Bohai warriors fought at a loss had already come... At that time, Yelu Yanxi was already a bereaved dog. , the Khitan warriors who followed him had little money left, and even if they robbed them all, they would not be able to make up for the expenses of the thousands-mile expedition.
However, everyone could tolerate the loss that time. On the one hand, the previous more than ten years of war was the process of the Jurchens and Bohai people becoming masters. All the Jurchens and Bohai people who participated in this war and survived made money. The pot is full and overflowing, and it’s okay to lose a little.
On the other hand, that was to capture Yelu Yanxi!
The Liao Kingdom, represented by Yelu Yanxi, oppressed the Jurchens and Bohai people for 200 years. The hatred was as deep as the sea. It was no longer seven or eight hatreds, but hundreds or thousands of hatreds.
So in order to capture Yelu Yanxi, it's not a big deal for everyone to lose some money.
But the question is, why could this loss-making business fail to stop at the beginning?
It’s okay to catch Yelu Yanxi in the grasslands and deserts and lose a little. Why did the Song Dynasty, which was so rich when it went south to fight, also make money first and then lose money?
In the third year of Tianhui, everyone still made money, and they all thought that they would make a fortune in the fourth and fifth years of Tianhui. As a result, as soon as the new officials of the Song Dynasty came to power at the end of the third year of Tianhui, everyone began to lose money...
What's more uncomfortable than losing money is that this losing battle is not over yet!
The fight lasted from Tianhui’s third year to Tianhui’s fifth year!
If we include the previous war to capture Yelu Yanxi in the second year of Tianhui, then starting from the second year of Tianhui, everyone has been working in vain!
It is the second year of Tianhui, the third year of Tianhui, the fourth year of Tianhui... In the blink of an eye, it is the fifth year of Tianhui. Mengxia is about to enter autumn.
The loss-making battle has been going on for almost four years, and there is still no end in sight!
Many people have not seen their wives and children for four or even five years... It would be fine if they went wild on the land of the Han people, but now the war has spread to the Liaodong Peninsula, and Dajin's 200,000 troops were forced to leave. Yan Di traveled a long distance to the territory of Hesuguan Road and Fuzhou in Liaodong, which were sparsely populated and inhabited by the Jurchen and Bohai people.
This is our own territory, where can we make a fortune?
But what was more anxious and troubled than these ordinary Jurchen and Bohai warriors was a group of fierce An Mooke.
Because the current Jurchen Meng'an Mouke is not a complete "household quota", but there is a large "collectivization" element... Otherwise, Meng Anmou will become the mayor of the grassroots civil affairs. Now that the village chief has become the village chief, it is impossible to quickly organize the people below him into an army.
Therefore, the leader of Meng'an Mooke cannot make life difficult for the Jurchens and Bohai warriors below and go bankrupt... But where can they find money and supplies to make up for the shortfall?
Relying on the little savings from the past? Those Hezha Meng'an or the Meng'an personally led by a certain powerful Da Wanyan are okay, but ordinary Meng'an don't have that much savings at all!
These days, seeing that Huacheng Pass is difficult to conquer for a long time, Meng An Mooke, who has no strong foundation in Wu Qimai's army, is almost dying of anxiety, no, dying of poverty.
If the war continues, they will run out of money!
And just when they were so anxious that they almost jumped into the roaring Bohai Sea to end it all, Wu Qimai's envoy came to them... and expressed his willingness to provide them with financial support!
Today, Wu Qimai came here with several Meng'an Dushuai and dozens of Muke officers.
Wu Qimai didn't act like an emperor, and served him good wine and meat, eating and drinking with everyone.
After these few cups of yellow soup, the chatterbox of those men with empty pockets started to open up.
"Your Majesty, life can hardly go on anymore... It has been more than three years, almost four years!"
"Yes! My Mou Ke has been fighting in the past few years, and the old and weak have given birth... The soldiers who went out to fight have not gained much, and their lives are hard to live by!"
"Your Majesty, please think of a way... This cannot continue!"
The words of these people had been expected by Wu Qimai... In fact, these people who came today are not the first batch. There have been several batches of people who came before, all with the same theme - crying for poverty!
Wu Qimai's son Puluhu was also present. Hearing these words, he immediately took over and said to Wu Qimai: "Dad, do we still have some savings? Why don't we use it to help everyone... We can't let the Jurchens and Can’t the heroes of Bohai survive? They are all heroes of our Kingdom of Jin!”
When the people below heard this, their hearts felt warm, and they all looked at Puluhu with gratitude.
This guy doesn't seem to be so annoying anymore.
"Puluhu, you are right!" Wu Qimai pretended to think for a moment, "How much is appropriate?"
That’s great!
The people below were all shocked when they heard this.
Wanyan Pruhu said generously: "Just give me 35,000 for every Meng'an!"
"Three to fifty thousand is not much," Wu Qimai nodded, "Everyone has worked so hard, so we should share some of our hard-earned money... We should give it!"
Really give that much?
Meng An Mooke at the bottom didn't expect this number at all, so they were all stunned... This is too much!
Of course, 30,000 to 50,000 yuan for one Meng'an is nothing to the Jurchen and Bohai Meng'an whose robbery business is booming.
But the problem is that we can’t get it now. Everyone is losing money and almost crying!
"Your Majesty," asked An Dushuai, a fierce Jurchen, "do you really have that much money? Can Bo Jilie agree?"
Wu Qimai waved his hand, "They don't need to agree... This time I will use my own private money to subsidize you!"
What?
Is this emperor so generous?
real or fake?
Wu Qimai saw that everyone below was doubtful, so he opened the skylight and spoke frankly.
"As you all know, the private house that I, Wu Qibi, bought was hard-earned..." Wu Qibi said, "Now that I am using it to subsidize everyone, I naturally have something to ask for."
At this point, everyone understood and all turned their attention to Wanyan Pruhu.
It’s time to choose Ban Bo Ji Lie! This guy doesn’t have enough qualifications or credit, so he just wants to spend money to buy one?
In normal times, this gang of fierce Anmoke would not necessarily see money so blinded.
But now that everyone is poor... they have no choice but to give up for 30,000 to 50,000 yuan!
So immediately someone slapped their chest.
"We understand, Your Majesty, don't worry, we won't take your money in vain! I swear to God!"
"Your Majesty, I also swear that when the time comes to choose Banbo Jilie, we will definitely support Mr. Pulu Hulang!"
"Your Majesty, we swear that we will definitely support the young master in choosing Banbo Jilie!"
What these people say is not something they say casually.
These days, the Jurchens are relatively simple, and they usually mean what they say, especially when they swear to God.
Wu Qimai was very satisfied and said with a smile: "It's a deal, I'll give each Meng'an 10,000 guan tomorrow..."
As soon as he said this, an announcement came from outside the door of the hall where he was: "Your Majesty, good news... Gao Qiu is probably dead!"
What? Gao Qiu is dead?
Everyone in the hall couldn't believe their ears.
Wu Qimai was also in disbelief, "Is it Da Bian (read it, what a good name)? Come in quickly!"
The person who came was none other than Dabao. He was now Bohai Wanhu. He had just won the Wanhu gold medal. It was time to work hard to be loyal.
And the Fuzhou area was his territory, so he sent many of his men to penetrate into the Fuzhou Peninsula in small boats to make contact with the Bohai people who stayed there pretending to be Khitans and Han people, so they were able to immediately ( Is this the first time) to find out about Gao Qiu's death?
"Your Majesty, I am so happy!" Da Bian, who arrived in front of Wu Qimai, looked like he was crying with joy. "Gao Qiu is dead, it is absolutely true... The whole Song Army camp in the lion's mouth burst into tears!"
"Do you know how he died?" Wu Qimai asked.
"I was hit by a stream when I was fighting with Mr. Pulu Hulang a few days ago... Oh, I was hit by the magic arrow shot by Mr. Pulu Hulang! He was seriously injured, and it took some time, but he died!"
"Really?" Wanyan Wu was still a little unbelievable when he was begging for money. How could such a powerful Gao Qiu be killed by a silly boy like Puluhu?
"It's absolutely true!" Da Bian said, "Your Majesty, the Song people are now evacuating Huacheng Pass... they seem to be running away!"
Wu Qimai glanced at his son and thought to himself: You are not bad with your little luck! Killing Gao Qiu was a great achievement!
"We can't let them escape!" Wanyan Pruhu also reacted at this time and shouted, "Your Majesty, send troops quickly!"
Da Bian also echoed: "Your Majesty, send troops quickly, we have to seize Huacheng Pass first!"
Wu Qibuy was still hesitant before, but now after hearing Da Bian’s words, he immediately realized that the opportunity was not to be missed!
Regardless of whether Gao Qiu is dead or not, Huachengguan must be captured!
"The Song army at Huacheng Pass has withdrawn?" Puluhu asked at this time.
"We are retreating, please Sir, please march in immediately!"
Pruhu had already stood up and looked at Wanyan Wu begging for money.
Huachengguan must be taken back!
Wu Qimai said: "Puruhu, you and Da Bian each bring 5,000 troops and horses, and march in immediately!"
Puluhu and Da Bian came forward together and said: "Your Majesty (Father Emperor), don't worry, I will definitely gain something by going here..."
"Then go quickly! Be careful and don't fall into the Song people's trap." Wu Qibi didn't waste any more nonsense and immediately sent his son to attack.
At this time, I don't have time to discuss traps. I see my son and Da Bian going to grab the Hua Cheng Pass. Wu Qimai ordered again: "Quick, go and summon all the Meng'an commanders... I want to hold a military meeting of Meng'an and above to discuss the military situation!"
