When Liu Fa took over the certificate and seal for troop deployment from Taiwei Gao Qiu, he felt a little confused.
Obviously I thought it was impossible, but in the end, such a good job actually happened to me.
Gao Qiu's big hand patted Liu Fa's shoulder heavily, and his words were sincere.
"General Liu, when rushing to the south of the Yangtze River, you must obey the orders of the Xuanfu Zhizhi envoys and don't be adept at specializing."
"Don't worry, Lieutenant, the general will understand and will definitely dare to violate it."
Liu Fa saw Gao Qiu's meaningful expression and didn't understand what Gao Taiwei meant.
He immediately bowed respectfully and promised loudly.
Regardless of whether they were sincere or hypocritical, all the generals came forward to congratulate General Liu on taking on this important task, and congratulated him on his immediate success and victory.
As expected by Liu Zhongwu, his second son Liu Qi, as expected, became a member of the Forbidden Army's cavalry that rushed to the south of the Yangtze River at starry night.
In less than half a day, the three thousand Forbidden Army cavalry had been organized and headed straight towards the starry night in the south of the Yangtze River for reinforcements.
Lieutenant Gao rarely went out of the city to see him off. Seeing the cavalry quickly disappearing into the distant horizon, he couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"There is no need to worry too much, Taiwei. According to my opinion, Duke Zhuangyuan is resourceful and good at calculations. There is also Taiwei in Jiangnan who has made arrangements in advance."
"Now the officials also attach great importance to the Zhuangyuan Gong. Even the imperial cavalry, which had not been used in the previous battles in the northwest, also sent three thousand reinforcements."
"The No. 1 Scholar can surely stabilize the situation in Jiangnan. As long as he can contain the Zhu family's rebellion and prevent Jiangnan from being corrupted, it will be a great achievement."
"Thank you for your explanation, but I didn't expect that this child was just going to handle civil affairs, but now he has caused a turmoil."
After hearing Gao Qiu's sorrowful complaints, Liu Zhongwu couldn't help but chuckle.
"After all, it's not just because some people are overly indulgent and have become incompetent..."
"It's a pity that Duke Zhuangyuan is too merciful, otherwise..."
Gao Qiu stroked his long beard and nodded slightly.
"But this way, at least until the chaos in Jiangnan is quelled, the court will not be in chaos."
Liu Zhongwu opened his mouth and had to admit that this was true. At this time, another soft murmur came from my ears.
"I just hope Zhang'er can be safe..."
Liu Zhongwu looked at the muscular Gao Qiu in front of him. The man in front of him was no longer a lieutenant, but just a father.
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"Dad, dad..." Duan Dalang walked quickly through the corridor and around the pillars, and finally saw his own father, who was fanning himself in the pavilion and taking a nap.
Duan Zhongping, who was unhappy that his dream was disturbed, sat up straight and said angrily.
"Dalang, what's going on? How can you be so flustered?"
"Dad, this is the letter brought to you by the Zhuang Yuan Gong's entruster."
Duan Zhongping raised his eyebrows, stood up immediately, took the letter from Dalang, and opened it eagerly.
After just a few glances, Duan Zhongping's eyebrows began to squirm like a living insect, and his gleaming eyes were matched with his mouth that was smacking frequently.
Seeing that, Dalang felt a little frightened.
"Dad, what did the letter from Duke Zhuangyuan say?"
Duan Zhongping ignored his son. It was not until he read the entire letter that he showed an expression of incredible joy and laughed loudly.
"Great things, great things, great things!"
"Dad, dad?!"
"Okay, Dad can hear you. Don't scream. Let me think carefully. By the way, how many hydraulic spinning machines and looms are currently delivered by Kaifeng Metal Workshop?"
After hearing the numbers reported by Duan Dalang, Duan Zhongping rolled his eyes.
"Not enough, far from enough. Let's go, I'll go to the Kaifeng Metal Workshop with you."
"There is also the pedal-operated sewing machine that the champion mentioned before. I don't know if they have produced samples yet."
"Dad, what did the Number One Scholar say to make you so happy?"
"The Number One Scholar only said two things. He has a large merchant fleet; and he plans to build a textile factory in Jiangnan that can accommodate at least 10,000 to 20,000 workers."
"One to twenty thousand people..." Duan Dalang's eyes widened and he exclaimed in disbelief.
"You don't believe it? Haha, if I hadn't actually seen the water-powered spinning machine and textile machine that Zhuangyuan Gong once described, I wouldn't have believed it."
Duan Dalang could only nod his head vigorously at these words. Once Duan's Trading Company also had a way to conduct maritime trade.
In this way, the cotton that was originally harvested at a high price, after being woven into cotton cloth, is sold to surrounding countries. The cotton cloth, which is strong in texture and has excellent warmth retention properties, may not be able to outsell silk in the south.
But if it is sold to the Tibetan people in the north, Duan Dalang believes that those barbarians can buy as much as they have.
The point is, the official background of Zhuangyuan Gong’s merchant fleet...
The father and son were so excited that they couldn't help themselves and hurried out of the house hand in hand.
As for whether Jiangnan has been pacified, it is not important to them. What is important is that Duke Zhuangyuan can definitely do what he says, and that is enough.
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In the past, the bustling and noisy city of Suzhou seemed a bit depressed and lonely these days.
In the city, except for a few people who had to grit their teeth and run around in order to make a living.
Constantly coming and going were groups of rebels holding flags. The flags raised high seemed to be proudly announcing that this was no longer the territory of the Song Dynasty.
Instead, it belonged to the King of Wu whose surname was Zhu Mingmeng. As for the head of Zhizhou, the original king of Suzhou in the Song Dynasty, it was now hanging high on the chess pole in the square outside the official office of the original state government.
In addition to Wang Zhizhou's head, there are also several diehards who are unwilling to follow the rebellion, and their heads are all hanging above.
The state government office has now become the official office of the civil and military officials of Prince Wu.
Around this official office, a large number of rebels loyal to Zhu Meng were patrolling and wandering.
Zhu Meng, who had ascended the throne three days ago, was now sitting high in the hall, sitting on the throne that had been driven out in a hurry.
However, due to the tight schedule and heavy tasks, the paint smell on the surface was very strong.
However, Wu King Zhu Meng was still very simple and simple, and the smell was strong. He just put more incense in the hall to neutralize it, at least it would not be so pungent.
But even if you smell it too much, it's still easy to make people dizzy, but the problem is that we are discussing important matters, so we can't take care of such small flaws.
"This is a letter of war sent by the governor's messenger. Please take a look at it, your Majesty."
A fat and powerful man from the world, now a general under the command of King Wu, copied this letter and handed it to the King of Wu who came forward.
(End of chapter)
