All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 29 Starting tomorrow, I will call you Marshal Chen

"Abatai escaped outside Zunhua City, and Huang Taiji escaped outside Tongzhou City."

Looking at everyone, Chen Ran slowly said, "We can't let them get away every time."

The generals of Liaozhen looked at him as if they had seen a ghost.

It's fine that you dare to fight the Jiannu in the field, not to mention that you can win the battle, but you actually want to chase them?

You are such a good fighter, how can we feel embarrassed?

"Ha~~~"

In the silence, Zhao Lujiao laughed out loud, raised his hand and nodded at Chen Ran, "What I admire most about you is your courage to fight!"

It’s not that Liaozhen doesn’t have people who dare to fight in the field, nor does it have people who can win.

The problem is that such people are considered outliers in Liaozhen and are usually ostracized and plotted against.

Just like Zhao Lushi, Man Gui, and Cao Wenzhao who was about to be squeezed out.

"Lord Chen is truly a role model for our generation." Wu Xiang quickly changed the subject, saying, "There are plenty of horses in Liaozhen. How about exchanging a horse for a head?"

"Mr. Wu is really good at business. No wonder his family is so wealthy."

Without showing any emotion, Chen Ran simply put forward a condition: "Tartar and Mongolian heads, each one must bring 1,000. One level of Tartar will be exchanged for three horses, one war horse, one pack horse, and one draft horse. One level of Mongolian will be exchanged for two horses, one war horse and one pack horse. Don't fool with old horses, they must be of the right age, and more than half of them must be female horses."

Not surprisingly, the generals in Liaozhen were in an uproar.

Zu Dashou immediately looked at Wu Xiang.

This person is a professional in Liaozhen who negotiates business transactions.

Wu Xiang was not vague either. He first laughed and then said, "Master Chen, don't joke. A horse in the capital costs more than fifty taels, and the imperial court rewards the real Tatars with only fifty taels. You are tripling it directly, which is too much."

"More than a decade ago, a horse in the capital cost no more than twenty taels." Chen Ran responded slowly, "How can it be fifty taels?"

"That was all ancient history during the reign of Emperor Wanli. With the rise of the Jiannu, the prices of everything have gone up. Now fifty taels can only buy an ordinary pack horse."

Wu Xiang, who knew all the prices by heart, smiled and proposed Liao Zhen's plan: "How about one horse for a level one Tatar, and two horses for a level three Mongolian?"

"Mr. Wu is really good at doing business." Chen Ran clapped his hands with a smile on his face, and then responded with a straightforward "No."

"You are the ones who begged me to exchange things. I have laid out the conditions. If you are willing to accept them, come and exchange them. If you are not willing, don't say anything more."

After saying that, he seemed to remember something and said, "I haven't given you the thank you gift for saving you during the battle outside Tongzhou before."

"I don't really need it, but I'm worried that it will damage the reputation of everyone in Liaozhen."

Everyone in Liaozhen looked very unhappy.

It is very rare for them to be manipulated like this, and they have betrayed all kinds of friendly forces.

But the person in front of me.
Just as Chen Ran said, now it is Liao Zhen who comes to beg Chen Ran.

Wu Xiang knew clearly that Chen Ran's talk of thank-you gifts and for the reputation of Liaozhen was actually just tying the matter together with the purchase of the head.

If you want to make things happen, you have to pay for an extra batch of horses.

"Yes or no, just give me a straight answer!"

Yes, of course.

There are plenty of horses and other things in Liaozhen.

There are both those on the list and those not on the list. If all else fails, we can buy some from the Mongols or even the Jiannu. The price is not high, just some ironware, food and cloth.

But if you get the head, that would be real military achievement.

If you have military merits, you can get a promotion and a raise in salary. To be more precise, you can get a promotion in rank.

With promotion, one can embezzle more money and enjoy a more extravagant life.

The smart people in Liaozhen finally agreed to Chen Ran's conditions.

In addition to the agreed exchange, an additional thousand horses were given as a thank you for the previous rescue.

After reaching an agreement, Chen Ran immediately took his leave and left, leaving Zhao Lujiao to continue discussing with the people in Liaozhen how to sell his share.

"These people are all rotten meat on the body of the Ming Dynasty." On the way to Zhou Yanru's residence, Chen Ran whispered to himself, "Look for a chance to chop them all off."

Under normal circumstances, if you visit the elder's residence late at night, he will not meet you.

After all, those censors who are always looking for trouble will definitely not miss such a good opportunity to impeach the elder.

However, Chen Ran was different. When he arrived at Zhou Yanru's house, he was immediately led to the study by the housekeeper.

The housekeeper is also an old acquaintance and has been to Santunying many times before to give money to Chen Ran.

I was not in a good mood at the time and was so angry that I was shaking. I couldn't understand why my master was so bewitched.

But at this moment, his face was full of flattery, and he was full of admiration for his master's way of looking at people.

"Zihou is here, please sit down."

The butler served tea, left the study and closed the door.

Zhou Yanru in the room quickly got to the point, "The rewards have been roughly decided, and they will be issued after the victory celebration in the Imperial Ancestral Temple tomorrow."

Chen Ran became interested. "How do you say that?"

"I agree to your request. You will not join the three camps, but will be transferred to Dongjiang Town as the commander-in-chief of Dongjiang Town." At this point, Zhou Yanru stroked his beard and smiled, "Starting tomorrow, I will call you Marshal Chen."

The nine borders of the Ming Dynasty were the most important military locations in the world.

Dongjiang Town is the tenth town outside the nine borders.

Although its strength is not that great, its status is the same as Jiubian.

"Thank you, Lord, for your help."

Faced with flattery, Zhou Yanru responded with a smile.

In fact, there was a strong demand to transfer Chen Ran's troops to the three camps, and even Emperor Chongzhen was very interested. It was only thanks to Zhou Yanru and Wen Tihen, who argued that the Eastern Tartars were the greatest threat, that the decision to move the troops to Dongjiang was made.

Of course, as a bootlicker, Zhou Yanru would not take the initiative to express Wen Tihen’s role in it.

He knew what Wen Tiren was thinking. He simply saw Chen Ran as a potential stock and wanted to invest in him.

He just needs to be a bootlicker and not allow others to snatch the power from him.

"I have obtained 100,000 taels of silver and 30,000 dan of grain for you from His Majesty. You can use them now." Zhou Yanru took out the gift with a reserved look. "With your merits and the emperor's favor, you will naturally be rewarded when you move to another place."

"Thank you, Mr. Ge."

Compared to the already drained No. 1 bootlicker Zhu Laitong, it is obvious that No. 2 bootlicker Zhou Yanru brings more benefits.

It’s a pity that there has never been any subtitles related to Emperor Chongzhen, and the team of bootlickers has not been able to expand.

"His Majesty has decided to confer a title on you." Zhou Yanru soon dropped another bombshell, "You have captured Daishan alive, which really pleases the Emperor."

"Oh."

Chen Ran doesn't care much about being conferred a title.

This is not what he wants.

Unexpectedly, Zhou Yanru followed up with a sentence that broke his defense: "First, it is to reward you for your merit, and secondly..."

At this point, his face showed a meaningful expression that all men understand. "It will make it easier for you to marry the granddaughter of the Duke of England. With the title, it won't be considered marrying above your station."

Chen Ran waved his hand and replied solemnly, "I have clearly rejected this matter."

"Why?" Zhou Yanru looked puzzled. "The Duke of Ying is the leader of the military merits, which will be of great benefit to you. Moreover, I heard that the Duke of Ying's granddaughter is outstanding in appearance and is the most beautiful woman in the capital."

"I have no intention of doing this." Chen Ran was too lazy to pay attention to the other party and simply changed the subject. "Tell me, how much money and food can the court give you when you move the town to Dongjiang this time?"

British government.

"This Chen Zihou is so grand." Zhang Zhiji, the current heir of the Duke of Yingguo Mansion and the father of the young master Zhang Shize, snorted with an unwavering expression, "He refused to come even after being invited many times. This shows that he doesn't take the Duke of Yingguo Mansion seriously."

Duke of England Zhang Weixian glared at him and said, "You know nothing."

Zhang Weixian looked down upon his son who spent his days eating, drinking, and having fun, and was surrounded by women.

In comparison, his grandson was more favored by him. "Shize, tell me what you saw and heard in his camp."

"Yes, grandfather."

Zhang Shize saluted and then recounted what had happened today.

From being stopped outside the military camp, to observing the neat military appearance and strict military discipline inside the camp after entering, to what he saw and heard in the women's camp.

Every detail is described very clearly.

"What's the purpose?" Zhang Zhiji, who had dark circles under his eyes, was confused. "Why did he place so many women in the camp? Can he handle it?"

"Okay." Zhang Weixian was too lazy to say anything to this playboy son. "Go and have fun instead of being an eyesore here."

Zhang Zhiji was not angry at being said to be an eyesore. He was impatient for such discussions anyway. He responded with a smile, saluted, turned around and walked out of the room.

On the way to play with the new concubine who was welcomed into the mansion a few days ago, Zhang Zhiji vaguely saw a slender figure hiding outside the window and eavesdropping.

"She looks like Qiu Niang's maid." He shook his head and left without paying any more attention.

The grandparents and grandchildren in the house could finally have a good talk about business.

"Chen Zihou is a man with great ambitions." Ignoring his grandson's changing expression, Zhang Weixian continued, "We must make friends with such a great man who can do things that ordinary people cannot. In the future."

There is no word about what the future will be like.

The young master was startled and looked up at his grandfather. "What about the future?"

"In the future, it will be either Yue Wumu or nothing. After offering captives at the Imperial Ancestral Temple tomorrow, I will ask Empress Yi'an to grant Qiu Niang a marriage."

No one can understand better than Zhang Weixian, who has experienced decades of ups and downs, what a powerful military force means in this chaotic era and how much long-term benefits it can bring to his family.

A stick of incense later, Zhang Wanqiu, the granddaughter of the Duke of Yingguo, entered her boudoir.

"Miss." Xue Qing, the head maid, ran in holding the hem of her skirt and approached her mistress who was reading a book mysteriously. "I'm back."

Zhang Wanqiu, who had just reached the age of 15, put down the book in her hand and turned to look over.

The flickering firelight illuminated a beautiful face that was as bright as a pearl with a halo and as beautiful as jade.

Her face is as white as cream, her eyes are like watery apricots, her lips are red without any makeup, and her eyebrows are green without any drawing.

Especially the pair of peach blossom eyes, which have a charming look in their twinkling eyes.

What a beautiful lady.

"Miss." Xue Qing came over with a smile, "The master and the young master are all talking about my son-in-law."

"Don't talk nonsense." Zhang Wanqiu's ears turned red, and her hands twisted together unconsciously. "Where is the aunt, uncle~"

For the daughters of wealthy families who have no worries about food and clothing and live a comfortable life, the most important thing in life is marriage.

Marry well and live a happy life.

If you marry the wrong person, there’s no end to what you can say.

Just like the elder sister from the Duke Chengguo's mansion, her husband died not long after she got married, and at such an old age she could only live as a widow.

After being shy for a moment, Zhang Wanqiu couldn't help but ask, "What did you say?"

Xue Qing, with an excited face, recounted everything she had heard, and finally emphasized, "My Lord, please ask Queen Yi'an to grant us marriage tomorrow."

"A man of high moral character and integrity, a gentleman."

Zhang Wanqiu, holding a handkerchief in her hand, suddenly looked up at her maid, "Xueqing, I want to see Master Chen in person."

(End of this chapter)