Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 1,758: War

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Actually... actually Baiguan didn't have many other ideas.

I just simply feel embarrassed.

Some Hanlins even started to have random thoughts.

What happened today is of great importance to the country. It is a big event and must be recorded in the records and leave its name in history.

Just...how to write this?

When Zhu Houzhao saw that everyone was silent, he sighed and said: "The ministers did not say anything. It seems that they are also frightened and angry. They share the same hatred as me. In this case, then spread my will, quickly arrest the trouble-making guards, expel the Ottoman envoys, and send a message In the world, we, the Ming Dynasty and the Ottomans, were originally in harmony. The court was gentle and gentle, and its virtues spread all over the world. Today, the Ottomans' wolfish ambitions are tolerable, but who can't be tolerated? I have inherited the destiny and should conquer. One day, I will defeat the Ottomans, return in triumph, and sincerely You should pray to the Ancestral Temple to comfort the spirits of your ancestors."

After Zhu Houzhao said this, the matter was settled.

Fang Jifan said excitedly: "Long live my emperor."

All the officials said sparsely: "Long live my emperor."

Today is different from the past.

The clear water in the court has almost been cleared away.

Since His Majesty has a purpose, not to mention that the conquest of the Ottomans may not be without benefits, so there are not many objections.

Zhu Houzhao said: "I ordered Wang Shouren, the Secretary of the Ministry of War, to supervise the food supply and strengthen the troops and horses. The army will be launched next month without delay."

Immediately, Zhu Houzhao said to Fang Jifan: "The regent Fang Jifan is the superintendent. He will control all the troops and horses. Within a year, he will behead the thieves. If not, come and see him."

The smile on Fang Jifan's face suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Damn it... Your Majesty, we are on the same side.

Raise your head, raise your head? Whose grandson is Liu Jin? Why not make it clear?

Zhu Houzhao's decree has been issued, and he will naturally stop the court.

Immediately, a series of decrees came down, and the entire capital instantly began to turn into a huge steel monster that was slowly opening.

Every thick benzene part of this monster is extremely rough. When it was first started, it made a heavy and strange rattling sound, but then... each part began to become tighter.

Tabloids are very popular in the capital now.

The original tabloids served business people.

After all, every piece of news may affect the stock price of the exchange and involve the lives and fortunes of countless people. Therefore, someone specially compiles various market trends and prints them into books to let people know the latest information.

But people gradually discovered that buying and selling was by no means just about transactions. More often, he was also inseparable from the court.

Any possible changes in the court may have a huge impact on the stock price.

So... this tabloid began to include a lot of information about the imperial court.

Current politics has become inseparable from tabloids like this.

Some scholars, in order to submit articles, had to start observing business and current affairs, and then they immediately took up writing and analyzed many current news.

Such scholars... were very popular at this time. They no longer just received high salaries, but could even influence public opinion.

Some people began to open up the market and became known, and they gradually became celebrities.

Of course... since it is open for business, such a tabloid will never discuss government affairs like the original Qingliu. But because they are backed by big business houses, they are often the mouthpieces of big business houses.

Changes in the world...are often subtle. When wealth begins to continue to be concentrated, wealthy businessmen have more and more wealth. They have begun to use various forces to strive to speak for themselves.

When the news of the conquest of the Ottomans came out.

The merchants were excited.

The stock prices on the exchange have actually been rising for several days in a row. Not only has the Sihai Commercial Bank surged, but also the stock prices of many steel and medical equipment workshops have also risen continuously.

At the same time, excited businessmen have begun to look for various business opportunities.

The Ministry of War has begun to raise funds.

The money and grain allocated by the imperial court were sent to the Ministry of War, and then... large-scale purchases had begun.

At this time, tabloids played a huge role.

Almost all the big businessmen behind the tabloids are happy to see the outcome of the war against the Ottomans. They are like flies seeing the fish. As a result, various rumors about Osman and his country came out in the tabloids.

Some celebrities wrote articles one after another and began to launch fanatical rants.

As if overnight, everyone remembered Osman. At first, they ignored Osman, then turned into curiosity, then turned into anger, and finally became sworn in.

The expectations of the new army and the subjects of this world have begun to become extremely high.

Under the constant instigation of tabloids, countless subjects and common people asked to join the army.

The new army recruitment office is always overcrowded.

The soldiers in the army seemed to have suddenly ushered in spring again. The matchmakers at home had already crossed the threshold. The female workers in the textile workshops always talked about the men in the army in their free time.

The soldiers of the First Battalion of the First Army had already begun to enter the station. The steam trains bound for Yumen Pass already made countless trips every day.

Countless supplies, truckload after truckload.

The first battalion, as the advance team, will be the first to arrive at Yumen

Close assembly.

They lined up to the station.

Then board the car.

When the train passed through the city of Beijing, some people on the roadside noticed the soldiers in the window and cheered.

The Ming Dynasty seemed to have never been so eager for war.

Some people didn't even know what was going on, as if they were caught in the mud and sand of the surging river, and they had no time to think deeply about why the Ottomans were so irreconcilable just because they ate a melon.

Of course... these are secondary.

The newspapers said it very clearly.

They humiliated the ancestors of the wise emperor.

They trampled on the dignity of the subjects of the Ming Dynasty.

The Celestial Empire cannot tolerate sand.

The Ming Dynasty has the responsibility to rescue the subjects of the Ottomans from the rule of the cruel Ottoman royal family. This is what is called punishing the people and punishing the criminals.

In the stations everywhere, soldiers who are about to go to Yumen Pass are crowded everywhere.

The personnel responsible for dispatching supplies are already overwhelmed.

List after list, from ammunition, to medicines, to canned supplies, and even the cattle and horses needed after leaving the customs, all need to be transported out.

Every department and every government office was frantically passing documents between each other.

There were arguments, accusations, uplinks, downlinks, scolding, and explaining their own difficulties. There were countless.

Wang Shouren was even more so.

Although his mentor was the governor.

But basically... the governor came and went without a trace, always missing.

As the Minister of War, he had to share the worries of his superiors, not to mention that he had to solve problems for his mentor.

Almost everything was on him.

In the early morning, he deployed strategies with the generals.

In the morning, he went to the Ministry of Revenue to urge money and food, or... the previous budget seemed to have exceeded, so he gave silver.

At noon, he carried a large teapot and ate steamed cakes while going to various stations to check the transportation list.

In the afternoon, he went to the palace to meet the emperor.

Dinner was eaten in the military camp more than ten miles outside the city, and a group of soldiers who were about to embark on the journey were inspected.

At night... he had to go to the Jinyiwei to see the revised map.

Wang Shouren felt that he was going to collapse after sleeping for only two hours every day.

Fortunately, he was always strong and could make it through.

But his eyes were a little red, like a rabbit, with bloodshot.

He never knew how many troubles would come to him next.

Therefore... he dared not stay at home, dared not take a bath, dared not relax himself.

The budget has been increased again and again.

In fact... this is the first battle of the new army.

The materials required for such a large-scale mobilization of troops... exceeded everyone's imagination.

The Ministry of Revenue... looked at the budget that was repeatedly increased, and was about to curse. At first, it was said to be five million taels, then eight million taels, and now it has exceeded 1,100 taels.

But the more money the Ministry of Revenue spent, the happier the merchants in the world were. They told each other to expand the workshop quickly and increase orders again.

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