"Divid the money!"

With the long-awaited shout of Yang Dashui in front of Chengtian Gate, the long-awaited link of the military and civilians in the city finally began.

All four city gates of Chengtian Gate are opened.

The emperor's special purpose in the middle is to retain the last bit of face for Wanli.

Then, the four gates were all fenced to pull out special passages, and the tables were placed inside. The soldiers who received the silver outside entered everywhere, first stamped on the back of their hands, using paint that was difficult to wash, and then went over to collect the silver and left from the other side. Behind the silver was the palace, and trucks of silver were transported directly from the inside, one city gate was distributed to Yang Feng's subordinates brought from Tianjin, one to the servants, and two to the Jingying.

As for the young and strong, there is a single integer of four million, and we will send it after the soldiers have finished sending it...

Yang Feng made a promise to the young and strong people who followed Tongzhou and Zhangjiawan, not to the promise of getting news from other places later.

Besides, there are still a large number of young and strong people in the capital.

If you really want to pay it in the capital, you don’t know what kind of chaos will happen, so the money will not be paid in the capital. You have to go out to pay the money from Tongzhou and Zhangjiawan to pay the money. As for the rest, the emperor is responsible for appeasement, it is actually a household in the capital that will give one tael of silver.

This is not much.

The personal military guards have other rewards, and the rest are only some civilians, but there are only tens of thousands of households in the capital, and those who do not have household registration will definitely not have a share.

In this way, after deducting everything in fact, Wanli will have at least four million left.

Of course, if he chose to return all the gold and silver from his uncle's family, he would probably have left hundreds of thousands of taels...

He shouldn't be that stupid.

His uncle's family has so much gold and silver, which is also a great excitement for him.

The distribution will be held by Yang Dashuai himself.

All the soldiers who received the silver were in order, but the scene of them receiving silver in the blood of the nobles was a bit dazzling.

"I don't want the Ming Dynasty to be in trouble again for the Five Dynasties!"

On the left gate tower of Chang'an, Mr. Zhao couldn't help but sigh as he looked at the soldiers who were stepping on blood and receiving silver.

The blood and snow merged to form a light red color.

But with the trampling of those soldiers, it is quickly becoming dirty.

That is the blood that is well-read about poetry and books.

That is the blood of the pillars of the Ming Dynasty.

It was the blood that should have been filled with fragrance, but now it turned into mud under the trampling of these rough lumps. Only on the edges can the original color remain, as if a pure flower in the dirty world was telling the world that it was originally beautiful.

In that era, they had dignity, they were dignified, they were respected, they were regarded as Wenqu Stars, and everyone would respect their sages.

But now...

The stench from the bottom is trampling on them.

Even though he was still dozens of feet away, Mr. Zhao could still smell the dirty air that was spreading towards the world.

"Who is it blamed?"

Gu Yangqian sneered.

All the parents were silent.

"We blame ourselves. We are blinded by the tame of the generals. We forgot that they can kill people. Even if there is no Yang Feng today, there will be Wang Feng and Li Feng in the future. One day, the generals will see that we have no power to tie the chicken and remember that their swords are the final decision."

He continued.

The cabinet masters remained silent.

They are all old foxes, not those stingy scholars. The reality that civil officials struggle to maintain is just based on an empty foundation, but the world is decided by the knife after all. Everyone always speaks about the way of sages, but in fact they know very well that when a general swings a sword, the sages can't be used as armor.

What is the book of sages?

It's just a set of rules.

But rules are the rules for those who abide by the rules, and they are bullshit for those who do not abide by the rules!

This has been verified long ago in the late Tang and late Song dynasties.

Of course, the old masters who are well-read about history will not be unaware of this. Zhao Ge's hometown, the Song Dynasty, was the prime minister. How could he not understand this? His ancestors still had to kneel under the butcher's knife of the alien race.

"A dream once every two hundred years, I woke up from my dream. Everyone, are you ready for separatist rule in the feudal states?

Is it the only one who can be Yang Feng now?

Look at these people, look at Yang Yuan, look at You Jixian, which of them is not ready to move, look at them, look at these people who are following the money. On the battlefield, they are about to collapse, and they live with the thieves in the city, and they have never seen each other. Now they are all out when they are dividing the money.

Yang Feng just started.

So……"

Governor Gu paused.

"Everyone, should we consider moving the capital?"

He continued.

The elders were still silent.

Indeed, moving the capital should be the best choice at this time. They all have a long-term vision. Of course, they are very clear that separatist rule in the northern vassal states is inevitable. In fact, before this, the few general groups on the nine sides had already become like vassal states. What is the difference between Li Chengliang and the vassal states for decades? Next, with Yang Feng's stimulation, they will only take the opportunity to become stronger, and the court has no ability to control them at all.

Then the current capital can only face the bullying of these bastards.

Unless the capital is moved.

Then he threw the north to them and Yang Feng to play with Gu.

"There must be troops available to move the capital, otherwise it will be useless to go to Jiangnan."

Mr. Zhao said slowly.

"Then train troops, bring out Qi Jiguang's set, and train hundreds of thousands of elite soldiers in Jiangnan first. At this time, the money you should pay out will eventually be paid. If you don't have elite soldiers, no matter how much money you have, you will be forced out by a stick."

Gu Yangqian said.

As soon as he finished speaking, several cannons suddenly came from the north. A group of people immediately got up and rushed to the window, looking at the direction of Deshengmen, followed by more gunfire sounds. Several cavalrymen were running wildly on the street below, and there were also many young and strong men in chaos on both sides. Soon these cavalry rushed into the city gate...

"What happened?"

Gu Yangqian lay down at the window and shouted downwards.

"Shangshu Ye from the Ministry of War has arrived!"

A young and strong man running among the crowd below answered.

"Why did Shangshu Ye fire when he came back?"

Governor Gu asked.

"Shangshu Ye brought the army, and they have opened the Desheng Gate."

The man shouted.

The elders looked at each other.

The new Minister of War was Ye Mengxiong, the former governor of the three sides, and the front-line commander of Pingshiba. Although Weibai had been pacified, Tumote chiefs such as Bu Shitu still attacked from time to time. He brought the troops of Yansui, Ningxia, Guyuan and other towns. Not long ago, Yansui general Ma Gui had just gone out of the frontier to break through Bu Shitu's camp. Since Ye Mengxiong came back, he could only carry Magui's Yansui troops. Ningxia and Guyuan towns must stay in defense to prepare for Bu Shitu's comeback.

"Hurry up, go and rob your Majesty!"
Chapter completed!