There is Room For the Poor Daughter

Daohua, who is far away from Ningmen Mansion, is unaware of the changes in the capital city. However, when she learned from Yan Shouhou that she was going to hand over military rations, Daohua was stunned for a moment, and when she asked the reason, the corners of her mouth twitched. stand up.

The chance she was waiting for has finally come!

Daohua found Gu Jian: "Master, the court is going to levy food again!"

Gu Jian learned from Dongli the day before that the military rations were burned, and cursed the Eight Kings in his heart, and at the same time lamented that Xiao Wu was not easy to be the emperor.

Seeing that her master didn't speak, Daohua had to walk in front of him: "The people have already handed over the food once, and if it is collected again, it will be a sad day."

Gu Jian sighed: "Then there is no way, we can't let the soldiers fight hungry."

Daohua blinked: "Master, I have food."

Gu Jian quickly raised his eyes to look at his apprentice. Seeing that the apprentice's eyes were wide open, the words 'I am a big grain householder' were almost 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 Jian asked with a wooden face: "What do you want?"

Daohua made a rare twist: "For example, reward me as a county head or something, can you do it?"

Gu Jian was speechless: "You're in a fight with the county chief."

Daohua: "There's no way, Xiao Yeyang is the son of the prince. If my status is too low, what will I do if I'm bullied in the future?"

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

Daohua: "Xiao Yeyang, or other people in the capital, if I'm just a prefect's daughter anyway, others will definitely be angry with me."

Gu Jian retorted: "That kid Ye Yang dares to bully you?"

Daohua pouted: "Not now, then after that, who can tell what will happen in the future."

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

Daohua stretched out her hand and compared the word '1'.

In view of the amount of medicinal materials donated by the apprentice last time, Gu Jian looked at the apprentice's outstretched index finger, and his heart and liver could not help shaking.

Dongli and Caiju, who were waiting next to them, were also very sensible this time and didn't speak.

Daohua: "For 1 million shi of grain for a county owner, the emperor is not at a loss, right?"

Hearing that Daohua really wanted to donate 1 million shi of grain, Gu Jian and Dongli Caiju didn't overdo it at the same time.

After Gu Jian exhaled, he turned to look at Daohua: "Prepare the food, and write a letter to the emperor on behalf of the teacher."

Daohua's face brightened: "Then I'll wait for the good news from Master."

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 aristocratic families still needs to be transported from various places. It takes a lot of time on the road, and the border can not wait that long.

Just when the emperor was anxious about this, Gu Jian's letter arrived.

After reading the letter, the emperor sat on the dragon chair and took a long breath. After a while, he asked Eunuch An to prepare a blank imperial edict.

Eunuch An stood aside to grind ink, and watched with his own eyes the emperor wrote that Yan Yiyi, the eldest daughter of Yan Zhigao, the prefect of Ningmen House, was the county head, and the title was 'Shengping'.

Seeing this title, Eunuch An's eyes flashed with surprise.

The title 'Shengping' was intended to be awarded to the princess, but now it has been given to a county head! ! !

He was not surprised that the emperor named the eldest girl of the Yan family. After all, the eldest girl of the Yan family had made a lot of contributions.

However, he was surprised that the title granted by him was such a good title.

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

Said with a sneer.

"Now the old eight and the Tartars know that our army is short of food, this time I will give them a surprise and pack them together."

1 million stone grain

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

1 million stone grains is not a small amount. Isn't this Yan family too good at farming?

When the Yan family donated medicinal materials last time, the emperor sent someone to inquire about the fields under the Yan family's name. To be honest, compared with some noble families, the Yan family's fields are really not much.

The emperor took the imperial decree in his hand to Wei Qi: "You give this imperial decree to the old man, and let him not extend it. When the war in the northern Xinjiang is over, I will announce it at the time."

Taohua Temple.

Wei Qi read out the imperial decree to Daohua, who was kneeling on the ground. After reading it, he handed the imperial decree to Daohua and smiled, "Congratulations to the county magistrate of Shengping."

Daohua happily took it and read the imperial decree several times, confirming that she was the head of Shengping County, and the corners of her mouth turned upward.

Wei Qi was in a hurry to deliver the food, and hurriedly asked: "County Lord, do you know where the food is?"

Daohua still stared at the imperial decree again, without raising her head: "I will let the little servant take you there."

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

Wei Qi saw that neither Gu Jian nor Daohua were going to hand over with him, and some sighed that their hearts were big, this is one million stone grains.

Soon, Wei Qi escorted the food and left.

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

Just when the Eighth King and Tartar were still thinking about defeating the Daxia army by delaying, Jin Lingwei and the army cooperated with each other and launched a fierce attack on them.

At the end of October, Dongqu City, the last city taken by the Eight Kings, was recovered, and the Eight Kings fled to the Tartar military camp in a hurry with some of his cronies.

In early November, the Daxia army and the Tatar army fought head-on, and the Tatar army was beaten and retreated.

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

This time, the Daxia army did not stop fighting after the Tartar army retreated, but pursued the Tartar army until it approached the hinterland of the Tartars, where the Royal Court of the Tartars was located.

In the middle of December, with the exception of a few Tatar royal families who fled to the colder north, most of the Tatar royal families were caught and killed. no longer exists.

A piece of news was sent back to Beijing one after another, and officials and people were all excited when they found out.

In the early morning of December 15th, the civil and military officials were more active than usual, gathering in twos and threes to discuss in a low voice.

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

"Yeah, before the emperor ordered the withdrawal of the decree of the provinces to collect grain, I thought it was going to be a truce? I didn't expect that the eight kings were wiped out in a blink of an eye, and the Tartar court was gone!"

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

"Who is so rich and rich?"

When the emperor brought Eunuch An over, he saw that the officials were talking a lot, but he didn't scold him in a good mood. After listening to Baiguan's compliments and touts for a while, he said:

"The reason why the war in the northern Xinjiang was over so quickly was thanks to the one million stone grain of grain donated by Yan Zhigao, the prefect of Ningmen.

Saying that, he glanced at Eunuch An.

An Gong Gong horse raised the pre-drafted imperial decree and read it out.

The imperial decree has two themes. One is to award the eldest daughter of Yan Zhigao, the prefect of Ningmen House, as the head of Shengping County;