Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 949: What a Hammer

The current emperor, Zhao Cun, has a soft temper to begin with. The court really has no money to pay the ministers' salaries right now, so he feels that he owes others too much.

But who is Lin Feng? Not to mention that he is the regent now, he was nothing before, and he won't fall for these old guys' tricks.

"Come here, take him away and investigate his family's wealth. Why are you pretending to be an honest official in front of me?"

There are not many royal guards left here, and they are all led by Zhao Shuo and Zhao Gui.

The two of them were stunned and hadn't reacted yet.

Lin Feng's guards didn't wait for them to react. Wen Jian had already waved for two guards to come in. One guard held the official on the left and one on the right. Regardless of the official's crying, they half-dragged and half-pulled him out.

The twenty or so officials in the hall were suddenly silent.

As a high-ranking official and a high-ranking official who can hold the position of high official, who can be clean?

Even if you are not greedy, what about your family?

If Lin Feng wants to take advantage of the issue, no matter how big or small, there will be problems anyway.

There is no stupid person who holds this level of official position.

The entire hall was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Everyone breathed as lightly as possible, lowered their heads and remained silent, for fear that Lin Feng would notice them.

Life has come to this point, so don't let anyone pursue corruption or strip your family of their wealth. It will not only be embarrassing but also life-threatening.

Go to the fields to farm?

Haha, why did King Rui want to occupy the mountains and become a rebel?

Officials are used to a life of luxury. If they go to work in the fields now, they will be exhausted to death within two days.

Lin Feng glanced at everyone.

"Be an honest person and an honest official. If you wish to report someone, you must provide solid evidence. This king welcomes real-name reports and will provide paid feedback depending on the severity of the problem."

Prime Minister Han Qi stopped talking. Seeing that the problem he raised was not solved and was instead involved in corruption, how could he afford to get into trouble again?

Seeing that no one spoke in the hall, Zhu Qisheng turned and looked at Emperor Zhao Cun.

Zhao Cun waved his hand.

Zhu Qisheng quickly shouted, "If nothing else, leave the court."

Lin Feng, who was sitting nearby, could hear a sigh of relief.

More than twenty ministers knelt down to see the emperor off, and then waited until Lin Feng stepped out of the hall before they hurried out of the house, gathered in groups, talked in low voices, and walked towards the main gate of the house.

Pei Qiyin followed behind Lin Feng, calling softly.

“Your Majesty, Your Majesty, if you were in the Zhengde Hall of the Imperial Palace in Kyoto City, you would be very majestic.”

Lin Feng said disdainfully: "What a bullshit! They don't even pay me."

"What is salary?"

“It’s just the salary.”

"Huh? What's a salary?"

"Alas, salary, salary."

"Yes, Your Majesty, I understand."

Lin Feng glanced at Pei Qiyin.

"What do you call me? Who are you under?"

Pei Qiyin blinked and looked at Lin Feng in a daze.

"Your Majesty, am I on top?"

"You've been following me all along."

"Oh, so it's called the back from now on?"

Lin Feng waved his hands speechlessly: "Hurry up and send someone to check if my revolver is ready. I feel like my eyelids have been twitching these past few days."

Pei Qiyin quickly replied, "I ask this twice a day. Now the copper-cased bullets are ready. After testing, they can be officially used. The effect is said to be very good."

As they talked, they walked out of the house and onto the wide street.

"The revolver is much more troublesome. We're still polishing the parts. The prince requires high precision, and it's difficult to achieve it purely by hand."

Lin Feng was strolling on the street with his hands behind his back, and smiled when he heard this.

"What? From now on, you will call me Prince?"

Pei Qiyin also laughed: "Of course I have to call you Prince. After all, it is the highest honor, and it is a good thing that will make the ancestors' graves smoke green smoke."

"Yeah, that's true."

Pei Qiyin took the opportunity to ask: "Your Majesty, can the officers and soldiers under your command also..."

Lin Feng frowned and shook his head: "No, no, I can't upgrade for the time being."

"why?"

"I'm a prince for free. I have nothing but a title, and I also have to bear some responsibilities."

"if not?"

"Of course not. If your rank is raised, shouldn't your salary be increased? Shouldn't your other benefits be increased? Without any notable military achievements or solid political achievements, why would you be promoted?"

Pei Qiyin laughed and said, "Hey, it was just a casual remark. I never thought it would involve so many things."

"You don't know how expensive firewood and rice are, even if you're not in charge of the household. With a whole family, eating, drinking, defecating, urinating, and sleeping, every single thing costs money."

"Your Majesty, you won't follow me and cry poor, will you?"

"Hmm? In the back? Don't do anything weird."

"Yes, I understand."

"Well... that makes sense."

The two talked all the way to the Zhenxi Army's headquarters in Sanjiang Prefecture.

Nangong Yuan, the commander of the Zhenxi Army, was already waiting at the door. When he saw Lin Feng coming, he hurried forward and bowed.

"This general pays homage to His Majesty."

Nangong Yuan was the former garrison commander of the Dazongfu Army in Sanjiang Prefecture City. Seeing that he was smart and a good leader, Lin Feng recruited him into the Zhenxi Army.

Lin Feng nodded and strode into the courtyard of the command center.

He had just sat down, holding the teacup in his hand, and hadn't taken a sip yet.

Then I heard the sound of hurried horse hooves coming from the street outside the house.

After a while, Wei Bao's cavalry battalion sent in a battle report.

Pei Qiyin unfolded it gently and took a look, then leaned close to Lin Feng's ear and whispered.

"Your Highness, Luo Shidong's Southern Guards encountered fierce resistance from pirates in Nantai Prefecture City. They suffered heavy losses in the street fighting inside the city."

Lin Feng was stunned: "Huh? He also made the same mistake as Qiaomei?"

"It seems so. I can't imagine how powerful these pirates are in the street fighting inside the city."

Lin Feng also frowned and thought.

When dealing with the Tatars, the Zhenxi Army often used street fighting, causing great losses to the Tatars who were good at fighting on horseback.

The Zhennan Army should be familiar with this tactic, so how could they be defeated by pirates?

"Where's Lao Hu?"

Pei Qiyin immediately replied, "General Hu Jincai reported earlier that they were cautiously conducting an anti-pirate operation in the wild and had not entered the city."

Lin Feng let out a breath.

"Old Hu is much more cautious, but Luo Shidong isn't bad either, right?"

Pei Qiyin lowered his head to carefully read the battle report and reported again.

"The Zhennan Army advanced from Jinghai Prefecture across nearly a thousand miles to the Nantai Prefecture. The process went smoothly, so they must have relaxed their vigilance."

"The losses are heavy... Our war has long passed the stage of sacrificing lives. Why can't we cooperate with each other?"

Lin Feng was very unhappy when he heard about the casualties. Human resources are in short supply. Whether it is war or the development of agriculture and economy, a large amount of manpower is needed.

Pei Qiyin frowned and asked, "My Lord, what should we do?"

Lin Feng pondered for a moment.

"Go and urge my revolver. If it's almost done, we'll go to the front line and mobilize the long-range attack force to consume these cunning pirates."

"Using ranged attacks?"

"Yes, they have pirates. I have money, and I can wear them down with weapons and equipment."