I'm really not the carpenter emperor

"Not only the generals, but also the soldiers who made great achievements during the war, and the rebels who made great achievements after they lost their way and surrendered to the court are also included in this list."

Li Hongji asked: "Tell me, what are the names of the five people in the front?"

"Governor Lu Qin of Southwest China, Chieftain Qin Liangyu of Shizhu, Zhang Ling of Dingyuan Garrison, Governor of Sichuan Zhu Xieyuan and Deputy General of the Yongwei Battalion Chen Ce!"

When Ai Juren said this, although Li Hongji gradually calmed down, his eyes were filled with fire, and he stared blankly at the Beijing News, as if he had planted some seeds.

"Okay, I'm going back!"

As soon as the words were finished, before Ai Juren could react, Li Hongji had already left with the Beijing News, and the other three looked at each other, and broke up unhappy.

Back home, Han Jiner saw Li Hongji sticking a page of the Beijing News on the wall like a baby, and leaned over to ask:

"What is this, you can read?"

Li Hongji put his arms around Han Jin'er, his expression was deep, and he didn't reply, but his eyes were burning hot when he looked at the five names in front of him.

Chapter 163 Royal Banquet

Ningxia Town, Lingwu Thousand Households.

"One hundred and six, one hundred and eight, one hundred and nine..."

A general manager was repeating a series of numbers mechanically, without noticing that one person had just been left behind.

At this time, a recruit who had just joined the army raised his right hand shyly and shouted:

"Boss Zheng, you left me behind."

Hearing this, the man surnamed Zheng swept his eyes away, and Yu's recruits also started whispering, and he said expressionlessly:

"what's your name?"

"Li Hongji, a villain, is from Mizhi County, Shaanxi."

Hearing what he said, Mr. Zheng was also checking the roster, and finally found the name when he turned to the tenth page.

Subconsciously, the general began to look at the recruit in front of him.

This guy's complexion is dark and rosy, and his figure is not burly, but he is not as pale as most people. Such a person is the young and strong that a general likes most.

He closed the roster with satisfaction and said:

"Why did you come to be a soldier?"

Li Hongji's eyes glowed with hotness, and then disappeared, and he said quietly:

"There is no food left at home, so I come to eat military food."

The recruit replied neither humble nor overbearing, and his northern Shaanxi accent made Zheng Bazong no doubt about him, so he asked again:

"Do you know whose soldier is the recruit?"

"I know, it's Wang Rujin and Marshal Wang." After Li Hongji finished speaking, he asked again:

"What's said in the Beijing News that the soldiers in Jiubian town, the new recruits each have three liang of family silver, two liang of rations, and one liang of monthly rations. Is it true?"

Mr. Zheng looked at him in surprise, nodded and said:

"What was written in the Beijing News is naturally true. This is not the first time that the emperor raised the salary of the soldiers in the Nine Frontiers."

"When will the court have another big battle?"

He glanced at Zong Wenyan, and snorted coldly: "A recruit, actually looking forward to fighting..."

He didn't answer, but let Li Hongji return to the team and left.

Li Hongji resigned from Yinchuan and came to Ningxia to serve as a soldier after careful consideration.

Seeing the names on the second page of the Beijing News, he only felt a burst of fire in his heart, especially the five people on the top, who were the targets of his pursuit.

A man is about to stand out.

What's more, the salary and benefits that a soldier can get are much better than those of a mere postman. Li Hongji still thought, when he gets the monthly money for this month, he will save it for Han Jin'er when he returns home...

Tell her to see, your man is now an officer and soldier.

Wang Rujin is different from Mao Wenlong, Chen Ce and others. With the blessings of his ancestors, he easily got the position that the latter two worked hard for.

In the 48th year of Wanli, Wang Rujin served as the commander-in-chief of Ningxia's guards as the governor of Zhongtunwei under the World Vocational Administration. He has served for two years and has a mediocre record.

The only thing that is commendable is that in the 48th year of Wanli, the tribes of Dongtao, Mongolia jointly invaded Ningxia. Wang Rujin, who had just taken office, fought hard at Zhenyuan Pass and beheaded more than [-] levels.

Although they were defeated and returned to the Acropolis in the end, they fought tough battles along the way, winning and losing with Mongolia.

Speaking of which, the Central Plains guards now owe a lot of salary, which is several million taels a year, but Ningxia is different.

The important town on the Nine Borders has always been the focus of the court's attention.

After the 15th year of Wanli, although the imperial government's finances gradually went bankrupt, they still tried their best to raise the military pay for the important towns of Jiubian.

Zhu Youxue used the internal funds to make up one-time reissues, and after increasing tariffs, he also began to try his best to pay the Nine Frontiers' salaries on a monthly basis.

Generally speaking, the current financial situation of Ming Dynasty is not as poor as that of the later Chongzhen Dynasty. Zhu Youxiao has to say that Wei Zhongxian's ability to make money is really unique.

"Master, I found a very interesting person."

Mr. Zheng walked into the inner room and said with his hands clasped.

Wang Rujin was squatting and sharpening his knife, when he heard that his hand paused, he asked without raising his head, "Who is it?"

"This kid's name is Li Hongji, and he used to be a postman at Yinchuan Station. You see, it's him." He said, pointing his finger at the playground.

Wang Rujin put down the saber, got up and went to the door, leaned on it and looked.

At this time, Li Hongji was wearing the red cloth face armor of the Ming Frontier Army and the mandarin duck battle robe outside, holding a long spear in his hand, practicing assassination like everyone else.

Li Hongji held the spear tightly, stabbed it into the straw man's chest, and roared:

"kill!"

Even a world-class military general like Wang Rujin can tell at a glance that this person is different. He narrowed his eyes, thought for a while, and said:

"Transfer him to my personal army next month."

"Don't arrange to be a corporal leader?" Ba always wondered, it's rare to see such a good seedling in ten years.

Hearing this, Wang Rujin thought about it, and said firmly:

"That's it. Next month, he will be transferred to my family team. As for other things, we will talk about them later, and see what he can do."

With the sudden intrusion of Zhu Youxiao, a time traveler, the fate of Li Hongji, the old enemy of the Ming Dynasty, quietly changed.

In the second year of Tianqi, his career on the battlefield began.

……

In winter, the sky and the earth are in a hazy darkness, and even the magnificent Forbidden City is inevitably shrouded in clouds.

A group of court ladies with beautiful faces walked between the Qionglou Yuyu at their feet, each carrying a basket, talking and laughing and rushing to the same place.

It turned out to be tonight, and the emperor held a big night banquet in the Maoqin Hall for a period of three days, opening up the inner market that had been withdrawn earlier.

The inner market has always been a place for palace people to trade, and there are also vendors who have been allowed to enter the palace to set up stalls. It is one of the few entertainment venues in each palace.

In the Maoqin Hall, the British Duke Zhang Weixian, the chief assistant of the cabinet Jiang Dejing, and the civil and military officials from various ministries all toasted each other at the banquet.

Zhu Youxiao took the first seat, Wei Zhongxian put his hands in front of him, and stood beside the emperor quietly, with a smirk on his face.

In the hall, there are dancers dancing to the sound of silk, bamboo and string music. The lanterns on the beams are like daytime, and the fairyland is like spring in Shaoguang.

"Zhang Weixian, I want to drink to my heart's content today, you must not hide from the alcohol, otherwise..."

Zhang Weixian asked with a smile:

"otherwise--?"

Zhu Youxiao narrowed his eyes and pretended to be a threat: "Otherwise, I will ask you to pretend to be a dancer and dance for everyone in this Maoqin Hall."

Zhang Weixian waved his hands again and again with a shocked look on his face:

"Your Majesty, please forgive me. I am afraid that if I jump up, I will vomit out all the food and drink you have eaten tonight."

"Hahaha."

Hearing this, everyone roared with laughter.

Among the toasts and cups, the dancer at the head, half-hidden her face with her wide sleeves, smiled coquettishly like a silver bell, lifted the jade cup gracefully, and held it in front of Zhu Youxiao's eyes, uttering lightly:

"Concubine, offer a toast to the emperor."

Zhu Youxiao raised his head and drank a big white, then raised his glass to the moon again, saying:

"I, Ming, captured the wives and daughters of slave chieftains alive. This is auspicious from heaven. I have issued an edict to Jianzhou to order them to submit to the heavenly court. There is still a way for these two people to survive."

"Otherwise, I'm going to have a hard time..."

"Your Majesty's words are wrong. For a slave woman, killing her is killing her. It's not called a pain in the ass, it's called—— it's called, uh..."

Zhang Weixian was talking, as if suddenly the vocabulary was not enough, and he didn't say anything after a long while.

Seeing this, Jiang Dejing hastily added:

"What the Duke of England means is that the slave women are extremely vulgar. His Majesty killed them, not to kill them, but to eliminate harm for the people."

Zhang Weixian slapped his thigh fiercely and said:

"Yes, yes, Mr. Ge is right, that's what I mean!"

Chapter 164 Rebuilding the Three Great Halls

Wei Zhongxian spread his hands helplessly:

"Your Majesty is too strong to drink, so he is drunk."

After Zhu Youxiao finished speaking, he staggered back to his seat, glanced at Wei Zhongxian, and said softly:

"I'm just talking casually, God is auspicious?"

"The gods in the sky, how can they care about the creatures in the world, which of the three emperors and five emperors can live forever, even if it is the first emperor, it is not just birth, old age, sickness and death."

"Since I was in the imperial court, wars have been raging frequently, and the chieftains of the Southwest have rebelled. Which god sent heavenly soldiers to fight against the bandits?"

"That's not it, it's not about relying on Lao Tzu to go into battle with a sword in his hand to survey and calm the chaos..."

Zhu Youxiao's nature is different from that in history. He is too self-contained, and because he is in the temple, he has to restrain his edge for a long time.

At this time, with the help of alcohol, he spoke from the bottom of his heart.

When everyone heard the words, they thought it was the emperor who was drunk and talking nonsense. Gu Yi laughed and started toasting again. After drinking for three rounds, Maoqin Hall was feeling refreshed, when suddenly they heard noises from the east.

Several eunuchs rushed to the front of the imperial court in a hurry and reported sharply:

"Your Majesty, it's terrible, the three halls are flooded!"

When the voice fell to the ground, the Maoqin Hall, which was still laughing and laughing just now, fell silent in an instant, and everyone's minds were chaotic, and they just remembered the fire in the three halls during the Wanli period.

Han Yu stood up vigorously, walked quickly to the outside of the hall, looked at the palace to the east, and saw that the sky was blood red and the flames were fierce.

Before he could speak, Zhu Youxiao stood up unsteadily and asked:

"But...are there any casualties?"

The little eunuch was afraid, Nuonuo said:

"Returning to Your Majesty, the three supervisors of the Zhidian were crushed to death, and the rest have temporarily taken refuge elsewhere. It's just... the three main halls may be completely destroyed after this encounter."

"Destroy and rebuild!"

Zhu Youxiao sneered, raised his head and drank another glass of wine, and waved his dragon sleeves smartly. In the eyes of everyone, he looked like Emperor Zhengde a hundred years ago.

He pointed to the sky-rocketing fire in the distance, and laughed loudly:

"Okay, what a fire!"

"Aren't you going back?"

Zhu Youxiao scolded angrily, the little eunuch was bald and faltered, and only with Wei Zhongxian's instruction did he retreat.

Immediately, under the emperor's insistence, the banquet in Maoqin Hall started again, but at the moment, all the civil and military people were drunk and didn't have any thoughts left.

Not long after, another little eunuch hurriedly came to report:

"Your Majesty, the flames in the three main halls are too big, and the wind blows the flames to the East Palace. Even the Ciqing Palace has broken down a few rooms."