Chapter 47 Betrayal That night, Corporal Xuexue Lixian held a banquet in the army to entertain the Prime Minister's old friends.
Hearing that a fellow villager had come to the capital, in addition to the direct generals around him, there were also many people from several nearby military camps who took the initiative to come over and join in the fun.
Everyone has been enjoying themselves for more than a year, and everyone is bored.
Therefore, while listening to Chen Liang's narration of recent anecdotes in the capital city, he drank wine and ate meat, and soon everyone became drunk.
"Actually, if you want me to say, Your Majesty, Your Majesty should recruit An Zhu, the Butcher.
Even if you let him be the Third Duke, it's definitely worth it."
As the drinks went up, some people's mouths began to grow louder.
Whether I should say it or not, everything was poured out at once.
"Isn't that what we are going to do?
Butcher Zhu has no objection at all.
Otherwise, when Tuotuo was dismissed, he would have taken the opportunity to go all the way north to ask for an explanation from the emperor."
Senior Vice-President Wanhu, carrying half of the mutton bones that had not yet been chewed, echoed drunkenly.
"Antipolar" "Ran Ye" "Exactly."
Several Qianhu and deputy Qianhu people around who spoke with Dadu accents responded one after another.
Everyone seemed to have been friends with Zhu Tuhu for eight years, and they were dedicated to saying good things for this person.
"If I look at it, he is the one mentioned by Mr.
Storyteller, that Jiang.
Oh, look at my memory, I can't remember it all of a sudden."
A sallow-faced Qianhu patted his head in frustration.
In front of the fire next to "Hu Baoyi Songjiang", a red-faced general jumped up to remind him.
"Yes, Hu Baoyi Songjiang," everyone repeated in unison, "He was forced to rebel by villains.
He fought against corrupt officials, not against the emperor.
If you don't believe it, look at that Xu who proclaimed himself emperor, Xu what the hell, he was forced to abdicate.
As for him, he is still using the banner of Huaiyang General Manager Zhu, and he has not even accepted the title of Duke Wu from Han Lin'er."
"No.
He never cut off the canal."
"He never kills people from the imperial court easily."
"Kill those who deserve it.
We, especially the Mongols, have always been polite to us."
"Isn't that, then, what?
Aslan, a hundred households in the Asu Army, is now the commander of his side, which is equivalent to ten thousand households here."
"There is also a man named Ivanov who has done a higher job.
He is the deputy commander of the capital.
Hey, dear, he is just one step away from building a palace."
"He can't be a Mongolian" "It's really hard to say.
Many of us Mongolians have suffered hardships and lived among the people.
For example, that Yu Tonghai, isn't he the queen of Wuping County?"
"Except for us Mongols, how could such a hero be born in the world?"
What you say or what I say doesn't matter at all if others hear it or it gets into the hands of the imperial court.
Chen Liang's eyes widened when he heard this, and little stars kept appearing in front of his eyes.
But the generals of the "Forest Army" still didn't say enough.
After enumerating the preferential treatment given by Butcher Zhu to captured officials and generals, he began to enumerate the people's livelihood in various places under Huaiyang's rule.
It's as if they have personally traveled south of the Yellow River, and I'm afraid the description is not informative enough.
"It's only been a few years.
In just a few years, even a small captain at Zhu Butcher's house was worth tens of thousands.
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Look, here we still have to pluck wool from sheep."
"It's good to have hairy hoe.
I heard that in Sichuan and Shaanxi, many generals personally took turns hoeing the fields.
The court didn't have enough money to spend, and Yaba Tulu had to waste it."
"You said the same goes for Butcher Zhu.
Why didn't he let Wu Liangmou kill Da Ya Badulu earlier?"
"Isn't that right?
Kill it early and kill it quickly."
"It has been destroyed long ago, and the world is at peace.
It would be great if everyone is happy and doing business.
Why bother killing people?
The more they kill, the poorer they become."
"I can see it these days.
Mom and dad, we don't have money to marry each other.
You said that we spent a year drinking dew outside, and the court only gave us a few salaries.
It's all your fault that we drank the blood of soldiers and harassed the place. .
But at that time, if you didn’t drink the soldiers’ blood and harass the place, how could you survive?”
"Isn't it?
As long as we don't fall out with Zhu Tutu, we can happily make money.
This is all clean money, and no one can say anything crooked."
"If you don't talk about Zhu Butcher's abilities, you don't have to take dirty money and you can still make a fortune."
"If I had known this, we would have just forgotten it and stopped talking about it.
Alas."
"Not only is he capable, but he is also honest.
If you have a way to make a fortune, you should inform him first, even if we have to fight with him in the future."
"Whose people are they?"
Chen Liang, who joined the army, put down his wine bowl and pinched his thigh quietly.
It was not a dream, I was actually sitting next to Xuexue's Chinese army tent, chatting with a group of Mongolian nobles who came out of the capital city.
And this group of Mongolian nobles actually admired Zhu Chongjiu, the number one rebel in the world, more than he, a Han scholar.
It was as if the two sides had already turned their hostilities into friendship, put their swords and guns in storage, and let their horses loose in Nanshan.
"Anyway, no matter what the court says, if you let me fight with Butcher Zhu again, I will definitely kill myself."
As if he was afraid that he was not surprised enough, the deputy Wanhu, who was taller horizontally than vertically, dropped the sheep bones in his hand and said, said loudly.
"What's the point of fighting?"
the red-faced Qianhu echoed loudly, "Who will benefit from winning the battle?
If not Zhu Butcher, who is in the pasture outside the Great Wall, burning wool like weeds.
But now, a pound of wool can be sold for sixty yuan, which is still a large Huaiyang copper coin."
"It turns out that a sheep only costs one hundred and twenty dollars in Dadu.
After killing Butcher Zhu, who the hell has the ability to turn wool into money?"
"Yes, we shouldn't fight.
We should recruit people, and that's the right thing to do."
"When a sheep is matured in one year, it will be sheared in the second year.
At least two kilograms of wool per year, and the price of wool that year is more than the price of meat in the capital city.
If it is put down on the grassland, this sheep will be equal to the original five, no, ten head."
"There are also skins and bones.
Grandma's.
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Except for Butcher Zhu, who would have thought that sheep bones can be sold for money?"
"That's nothing.
If this continues, one day Butcher Zhu will be able to pluck a handful of grass from the ground and make money."
"That's bullshit.
You just changed the currency.
You deserve to spend the rest of your life paying the currency.
Zhu, that Zhu Butcher, if you want to change, just change it into copper coins and silver coins."
"Yes, silver dollar, silver dollar is good.
It's light and beautiful.
I find it rare to see it."
"Xue Xue, you should talk to your brother.
Butcher Zhu has no objection at all.
If you make him Daru Huachi of Henan Province, the world will be at peace."
"Yes, maybe he will also go to the imperial court to defeat Han Lin'er and Zhu Chongba, so that we brothers will not have to carry their heads and rush up."
The more he talks about it, the more unreliable everyone becomes.
It was as if he had seen Butcher Zhu transformed and put on the brocade robe given by the imperial court.
Brandishing a butcher's knife, he chopped up the surrounding red scarf rebels one by one, cut off their heads, and sent them to the imperial palace in the capital city.
"His grandma, am I a Han or they are Han?"
Chen Liang, who joined the army, shook his head, feeling confused.
He realized that he might have made a huge mistake before, and he should not have concealed the news that Hana had asked Xuexue to defect to Zhu Chongjiu.
If Hama died in a power struggle, Xuexue would immediately lead the group of imperial guards under his command to defect to the other side of Weishui River without his persuasion.
The only thing that is not sure is that after Xuexue and others defected to the past, whether they were preparing to disband and return to their fields and become their own millionaires, or whether they were going to turn around and raise their prancing horses and swords at their former robes: