Chapter 690: , Lord of Shengping County

  Chapter 690, Shengping County Lord

The changes in the capital city are unknown to Daohua in the Ningmen Mansion. However, when Yan Shouhou learned that he was going to turn in the military rations, Daohua was taken aback for a moment. After asking for the reason, the corner of her mouth couldn't help but twitched. stand up.

  Her chance to wait finally arrived!

  Taohua found Gu Jian: "Master, the court is about to levy grain again!"

  Gu Jian learned from Dongli’s mouth the day before that the army rations had been burned, and cursed the Eight Kings in his heart, and at the same time lamented that Xiao Wu, the emperor, was not easy to be an emperor.

   Seeing that her master didn’t speak, Daohua had to walk to him: “The people have already turned in the grain once, and then expropriate it. It should be a sad day.”

  Gu Jian sighed: "Then there is no way to let the soldiers fight hungry."

   Daohua blinked: "Master, I have food."

  Gu Jian quickly raised his eyes to look at his apprentice. He saw the apprentice’s eyes widened. He almost had the words ‘I am a big food company’ engraved on his forehead. The corners of his mouth twitched: "So what?"

  Daohua: "So. I have to donate food, will the emperor reward me?"

  Gu Jianmu asked, "What do you want?"

   Daohua squeezed, "For example, can you reward me as a county host?"

  Gu Jian was speechless: "You actually got on the main bar of the county."

   Daohua: "There is no way, Xiao Yeyang is the son of the prince. If I am too low, what should I do if I am bullied in the future?"

  Gu Jian stared: "Who dares to bully you?"

   Daohua: "Xiao Yeyang, or other people in the capital, anyway, if I am just a daughter of the prefect, others will definitely make me angry."

  Gu Jian retorted: "That kid in Yeyang dare to bully you?"

  Daohua curled her lips: "I won't be right now, but then, who will be able to say clearly about the future."

  Gu Jian was silent: "How much can you donate?"

  Ina Flower reached out and compared the word ‘1’.

  In view of the amount of medicinal materials donated by the apprentice last time, Gu Jian couldn't help shaking as he watched the apprentice’s forefinger stretched out.

Dongli and Caiju who were waiting next to    also knew each other and did not speak.

   Daohua: "One million shi grains are exchanged for a county owner. The emperor will not lose money, right?"

  Hearing Daohua really said to donate 1 million shi for grain, Gu Jian and Dongli Caiju turned their heads aside at the same time.

After Gu Jian exhaled, he looked back at Daohua: "You can prepare food, and write to the emperor for the teacher."

   Daohua smiled with joy: "Then I will wait for Master’s good news."

  Beijing.

  Although each family is actively donating food, the food needed by the hundreds of thousands of troops is not a small amount. Moreover, the food of many families needs to be transported from all over the country. It takes a lot of time on the road, and the border can't wait that long.

   Just when the emperor was anxious about this, Gu Jian’s belief came.

  After reading the letter, the emperor sat on the dragon chair and exhaled a long sigh. After a while, he made a voice for Father An to prepare a blank imperial decree.

  An father-in-law stood by and rubbed the ink, and watched the emperor write down Yan Yiyi, the eldest daughter of the prefect of Ningmen Mansion, Yan Zhigao, as the head of the county, and the title was "Shengping".

   Seeing this title, An Gong Gong's eyelids flashed a trace of surprise.

  The title of "Shengping", but the princess intended to be rewarded, has now been given to a county owner! ! !

  The emperor gave a reward to the girl of the Yan family, he is not surprised, after all, the girl of the Yan family has made a lot of credit.

  However, he gave the title personally. It was still such a good title. He was still surprised.

  After drawing up the imperial decree, the emperor Wei Qi called in: "The prefect of Ningmen Mansion Yan Zhigao donated 1 million shi of grain. You go to Zhongzhou in person and secretly send the grain to northern Xinjiang. Remember, don't leak the news."

   said with a sneer.

   "Now Lao Ba and Tartar know that our army is short of food. This time I will give them a surprise and clean them up together."

  1 million stone grain

  An and Wei Qi looked at each other, and both saw shock in each other's eyes.

  One million stone of grain is not a small amount. Is this Yan family too good at farming?

  The last time the Yan family donated medicinal materials, the emperor sent someone to inquire about the fields under the name of the Yan family. To be honest, compared with some noble families, there are really not many fields in the Yan family.

  The emperor took the imperial decree in his hand to Wei Qi: "Give this imperial decree to the old man, and tell him not to express it. When the war in northern Xinjiang is over, we will announce it at that time."

  Taohua Temple.

  Wei Qi read the imperial decree to Daohua who was kneeling on the ground. After reading it, he handed the imperial edict to Daohua, and said with a smile: "Congratulations, Shengping County Lord."

  Ina Hua took it happily, read the imperial edict several times, and confirmed that he was the head of Shengping County, so the corners of his mouth turned straight up.

  Wei Qi was anxious to deliver grain, and asked quickly: "The county owner, don't know where the grain is?"

   Daohua still stared at the imperial edict, without raising her head: "I will let Xiaosi take you over."

  Yan Shouhou immediately stood out and motioned to Wei Qi to follow him.

  Wei Qi saw that none of Gu Jian and Daohua were going to hand over with him, and a little lamented that their hearts were big. This was a million shi food.

   Soon, Wei Qi escorted the grain away.

  Hurry up, and in mid-October, the food was secretly sent to the barracks.

   Just when the Eight Kings and Tatar were still thinking about destroying the Daxia army by delay, Jin Lingwei and the army cooperated with each other and launched a fierce attack on them.

  At the end of October, Dongqucheng, the last city taken by the Eight Kings, was regained. The Eight Kings and some of their cronies hurriedly fled to the Tatar barracks.

  In early November, the Great Xia Army and the Tatar Army went head-on, and the Tatar Army was beaten and retreated.

  In mid-November, the Tatar army began to retreat.

  This time, the Great Xia army did not cease fighting after the Tatar army retreated, but chased the Tatar army and approached the Tatar hinterland-where the Tatar imperial court was located.

In mid-December, except for a few Tatar royals fled to the colder north, most of the Tatar royals caught and killed, and the Tatar royal palace was burned by a fire. Since then, the Tatar royal court No longer exists.

  One piece of the news came back to Beijing one after another, and the officials and the people were all excited after learning about it.

  In the early days of December 15th, the civil and military officials were more active than usual, and they gathered in twos and threes to discuss quietly.

   "I didn't expect the war in Northern Xinjiang to end so soon!"

   "Yes, before the emperor ordered the withdrawal of the decree of the provinces to levy grain, I thought it was going to be a truce? I didn't expect the Eight Kings to be annihilated in a blink of an eye, and the Tartar Court was gone!"

   "I heard someone secretly donated a million stone of grain."

   "Who is so rich and powerful?"

  When the emperor brought An Gong Gong over, seeing the officials discussing, he was in a good mood and did not reprimand. After listening to the compliments and flattering of Baiguan for a while, he said:

   "The reason why the war in northern Xinjiang ended so quickly was due to the one million stone grain donated by Yan Zhigao, the prefect of the Ningmen Prefecture. With this grain, the soldiers were able to charge into the battle, quell the rebellion, and expel Tatar."

   While speaking, he glanced at An Gonggong.

  An public official raised the pre-drafted imperial decree and read it out.

  The imperial edict has two themes. One is to award Yan Zhigao, the eldest daughter of the prefect of Ningmen Prefecture, as the head of Shengping County; the other is to promote Yan Zhigao as the minister of the household.

  (End of this chapter)