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With Hao Yaoqi in the market, the team entered the city without any trouble. It was very smooth, almost as smooth as silk.

But Xu Changqing felt a little uncomfortable.

Xiangyang City is the only big city in Dashun at this time, but this level of defense...

It should be noted that many years ago, the Ming Dynasty had strict regulations on border troops entering Beijing, including entering the city. For example, even if Xu Changqing had an identity at this time, if he entered Nanjing, he would have to lead 500 personal soldiers according to the regulations.

In the drizzle, Xu Changqing had already got off his horse, put on his straw raincoat, and carefully looked at the Xiangyang City under the escort of his personal soldiers around him.

Xu Changqing had never been to Xiangyang before, and he didn't know what Xiangyang originally looked like. The only impression might be the classic saying "The King Xiang is intentional, but the goddess is not intentional."

However, even though he had never been here, Xu Changqing could not help but feel disappointed just by looking at the basic urban construction in front of him.

In the raindrops, the street corners sometimes leave sewage with a odor, flowing, and I don’t know where the end is.

The entire city looks neat, but the traces left by war on the streets have not been repaired, and they are left to the wind and sun, and continue to be destroyed.

Co-authored by Li Zicheng, Liu Zongmin and others have never regarded Xiangyang as a local construction...

Or they don't know how to build...

Liu Xiyao understood Xu Changqing's frown, hurriedly tightened his felt hat, and came to Xu Changqing and explained quietly: "Master, Dashun's side has not been without money in recent years. Back then, I brought some money from Beijing and Xijing. But... the imperial city, no, the scenery in the royal palace would be much better..."

Xu Changqing let out a long sigh and nodded, but his heart still couldn't stop rolling.

‘If God wants to destroy it, he must first make it crazy!’

This sentence may be extreme, but it reveals the true meaning of most of the world.

China has been around for five thousand years. From ancient times to the present, why have the peasant army rarely succeeded?

Whether it was the green forest, red eyebrows, the yellow turbans behind, Wang Xianzhi and Huang Chao in the Li Tang Dynasty, and later the leader of the Hong Cult.

If all of them summarized it in one word, it would probably be "expansion"!

Only Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu of this dynasty, "build high walls, accumulate grain, and slowly become kings." This is the real accumulation of nearly three hundred years of Ming Dynasty. He is also the first person in the history of the Chinese nation to succeed in the Northern Expedition from south to north!

Some people may say that the peasant army is brutal.

But, let me ask, isn’t Lao Zhu cruel?

The Hu Weiyong case and the Lan Yu case, with tens of thousands of heads rolling on the ground, I won’t mention it. Even when Lao Zhu returned to the west, how many palace maids were buried with him?

And it was a burial of burial!

This is simply an anti-human crime thousands of years later.

However, why is the Ming Dynasty still stable for hundreds of years?

Because Lao Zhu has rules, he also does things according to the rules!

To put it bluntly, those palace maids may still ask for money and money, which is the qualification to be buried alive.

Why?

Because they were buried with them, their fathers and brothers will receive huge benefits and blessings!

It's much more cost-effective than marrying an ordinary man...

But can you say that Lao Zhu is not a wise king?

cannot!

Lao Zhu is absolutely true to the people, without any false truth. Isn’t it a joke to peel off the skin? And he is also the lowest-born among all emperors, and he is the peak of the counterattack.

And this kind of truth, even later generations, even Renzong, Hongzhi and others, were completely useless

Fabi.

Because Renzong and Emperor Hongzhi were both born with golden spoon in their hands, how could they be like Lao Zhu, who had been a monk? They really knew and understood how much suffering the people below were?

"Yo~."

"Master Hao, why are you back here? Are you catching a big fish?"

While Xu Changqing was a little irritated all the way, the team led by Hao Yaoqi came to a camp where flies were flying around and sewage flowed everywhere.

When the defenders saw Hao Yaoqi's situation, they had already realized it and immediately asked for a trick to surround him.

Hao Yaoqi did this at this time and was deeply immersed in it. He immediately started to spit out his voice, spitting around and blew up.

On Xu Changqing's side, Liu Xiyao explained softly: "Master, this is the Dongdaying of Xiangyang City. The supplies in Xiangyang are basically from the east, and this is also the largest black goods trading ground in the city. Huang, Li Zicheng, Liu Zongmin, Song Xiance and others all have members here, and some people are staring at them. We must pass here first..."

"It's okay."

Xu Changqing nodded, shook off the gloomy mood, and looked at the Dongdaying with interest.

After all, although Xu Changqing was moved, he sighed at the decline of the refugee army led by Li Zicheng and others, he would never pay for them!

The camp is very big, and you can't see the end at first sight. There are already scattered goods trading inside, even if it is still raining.

However, if you look closely, the person receiving the goods is not very interested.

Even though Hao Yaoqi came here in person, the few people who looked well-dressed and looked like the shopkeeper did not come up immediately, but were waiting and watching.

After watching it for a while, Xu Changqing realized his mind.

The material situation in Xiangyang is almost at the critical point!

This is a mess again!

If the overall situation is not considered, Xu Changqing really wants to stew all these people in a pot and throw them all into the river to feed the fish. At least, this will make a few fish fat and make the lucky people full.

"My mother, this is Haicheng Laojiao. Is there such good things in this batch of goods?"

Suddenly, a guard couldn't stop screaming.

"What?"

"Haicheng Laojiao?"

Suddenly, it was like a honey pot falling to the ground, a cloud-piercing arrow, and millions of ants came to meet each other, and they were still watching around. The big shopkeeper holding him couldn't sit still and rushed over quickly.

"Uh my dear mother, it's really a Laojiao in Haicheng. There are so many good silks here. This is such a big fat sheep..."

"Look, there are dioramas here."

"What is this? Is this the Changsheng Island sea cucumber that Xu Changqing often eats?"

…

"Master Hao, Master Hao, you offer a price. We have accepted all of you in our store!"

"The surname of Song, you are so angry. Mr. Hao, please sell it to us. How much does this surname of Song cost? This store adds 10%!"

"Hao Master..."

As many goods were exposed, the yard was in full swing. How could the shopkeepers dare to take the shelves? The umbrellas were too late to let the servants beat them, so they rushed over to grab the goods.

Hao Yaoqi's mouth was so clear that he had never been so comfortable in his life.

On weekdays, he called grandpa, and these big shopkeepers were too lazy to look at him. How could they call him "master" like this at this time?

Hao Yaoqi suddenly realized that he was indeed a little embarrassed when he was a slave to Xu Changqing, but once he came out, he must be the master.

Liu Xiyao was a little nervous at this time and said softly: "Master, will such a big deal, will there be something wrong with it..."

Perhaps it was because of "a snake bitten once, I was afraid of the rope for ten years." At this time, Liu Xiyao was definitely more careful than a woman.

"Haha, that's fine."

Xu Changqing smiled: "If we don't make some good things, the atmosphere in this city will be a bit too boring."

"Forehead……"

Liu Xiyao was stunned and came to his senses for a moment. He lowered his head and stood obediently beside Xu Changqing.

This master's mental and sensible methods are beyond the reach of ordinary people.

...

This batch of goods made from "Haicheng" was eventually sold by Hao Yaoqi to a sky-high price of 130,000 taels.

When produced by Haicheng, the cost was less than 20,000 taels, and the travel expenses would not exceed 30,000 taels.

Hao Yaoqi sold out the goods at Dongdaying. The shopkeepers dared not to give Hao Yaoqi a face and directly gave Hao Yaoqi an independent camp two or three miles away from Dongdaying.

The main reason is that at this time the main force of the Shun Army had already left the city, the defenders were already very weak, and there were empty camps everywhere in the city.

Xu Changqing and others settled down all the way, and it was almost dark.

On this side, Yuan Zongdi's people and the intelligence system of the Model Army also sent a lot of core news.

Among them, the most valuable one is the head of a slave of Song Xiance, a great military advisor of the Dashun Army, who was nicknamed "Song Wu". Tonight, he will go to a famous brothel in Xiangyang to find a friend to spend the night.

This is an excellent opportunity for Xu Changqing and others!

After thinking for a while, Xu Changqing had an idea, but seeing Liu Xiyao scratching his ears and his forehead was a little restless, he couldn't help but smile and said, "Old Liu, you finally came back. Otherwise, don't be busy tonight, go home first to take a look?"
To be continued...