Song Qingshu's expression outside the door was even more strange. Zhao Min was born in a Mongolian aristocracy. He grew up in the grassland since he was a child. He grew up eating beef and drinking mare's milk. Because of regular exercise, she has a very fit body, especially with a pair of huge chests.
Even though she has been wrapped tightly in clothes, the plump shape is still remarkable at first glance. Song Qingshu thought of the few times before when he accidentally touched her breasts. Although he didn't deliberately measure them, he still had them. up.
"Ah, ah, a person whose heart is as poor as his chest is so weird and hopeless." Zhao Min's voice sounded again, and Song Qingshu could hear a black thread. The ridicule was... full marks.
Sure enough, the sound of ping-ping-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong-pong was soon heard, and then Zhou Zhiruo said with a hint of pleasure in her voice, "Oh, no matter which one it is, it is too big and useless."
Song Qingshu wiped off his cold sweat. Although Zhao Min was resourceful, but his strength was far behind Zhou Zhiruo, after much deliberation, he felt that it was better not to go in for the time being.
"Let me go!" Zhao Min said rather angrily.
"Don't let me go, you have the ability to bite me." Zhou Zhiruo's laughter was full of complacency.
"What are you so proud of, you washboard!" Zhao Min scolded angrily.
Zhou Zhiruo was really furious: "Fat pig, what did you say?"
"Say you're ugly!" Zhao Min seemed to have no regard for provoking the other party's anger.
"A aunt who specializes in milk production!" Zhou Zhiruo's snow-white cheeks flashed an angry blush.
Zhao Min immediately retorted: "Children's figure! Wouldn't Song Qingshu feel guilty when he was on top of you?"
Song Qingshu who was outside the door suddenly felt an arrow hit his knee, thinking that this has nothing to do with me, it is really a person sitting at home, and the pot came from the sky.
"You dead pig that swelled in the water." Zhou Zhiruo was almost driven crazy by Zhao Min.
"You are a skeleton whose flesh and blood have been eaten by the wolf." Zhao Min was naturally not to be outdone.
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The two started scolding each other, and Song Qingshu was both amused and admired. I really don't know why these two people have so many strange words in their minds.
After spraying, Zhou Zhiruo was not Zhao Min's opponent after all, and pinched her neck a little angrily: "Believe it or not, I will kill you!"
"I don't believe it~" Who knows that Zhao Min didn't take it seriously at all, and gave her a contemptuous glance, "For a scheming girl like you who wants to be a queen, she will never do anything to make someone surnamed Song hate you Come to think of it, especially You Huaxin, whose surname is Song, and there are so many confidante friends with both talents and appearance, all of them are your strong opponents."
"My scheming?" Zhou Zhiruo sneered, "A mistress like you who hangs around other people's husbands all day is not much better."
Zhao Min seemed to have been poked in the sore foot: "You bitch!"
"What does Bichi mean?" Zhou Zhiruo was taken aback.
"It seems to be the language of Song Qingshu's hometown, which means the same thing as a bitch." Zhao Min said triumphantly, thinking of the words Song Qingshu taught her back then.
Zhou Zhiruo's face turned black instantly: "Little San!"
"Bitch!"
"Little three!"
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The two girls soon fell into scolding mode again, leaving only Song Qingshu in a mess outside the door, and couldn't help but think of the Dongma Party and Shelley Party in "White Album 2" on the Internet forum in the previous life.
"Dongma Xiaosan!"
"Shelley Bitch!"
What's the matter with this strong sense of sight? Song Qingshu felt that he couldn't watch the show any longer, otherwise the ghost knew what would happen to these two women.
"Cough~" Zhou Zhiruo and Zhao Min were having a fight, when they suddenly heard a strange cough coming from the door.
The two women looked back, and when they saw Song Qingshu's appearance clearly, the expressions on their faces at that moment were very complicated, both joyful and embarrassing, as if they had made an appointment. Clothes that look messy.
"You're back?" Zhou Zhiruo was his wife after all, so she was more in a position to greet him at this time, but thinking that his performance just now must have been noticed by him, she couldn't help but feel very ashamed, "Why didn't you say it in advance."
"Huh, let me tell you in advance so that you can get ready and put on a soft and weak little white flower?" Zhao Min took the opportunity to grab her sore foot and started to make trouble, and ran directly to Song Qingshu to complain, "You saw it too She looks like a tigress, and I have lived a hellish life during this time, if you don't come back, I'm afraid you will have to collect my body for me in the future."
Zhou Zhiruo hated her teeth so much, but now that Song Qingshu was here, it was inconvenient for her to use the force she was best at, so she could only stare blankly there.
Zhao Min obviously understood all this, hid beside Song Qingshu and looked at her triumphantly, and couldn't help making a grimace, which almost made Zhou Zhiruo blow up.
Song Qingshu heard black lines, and said awkwardly: "It's not that exaggerated, Zhiruo is a typical knife-mouthed bean curd heart, I don't think you have any scars on your body?" After all, Zhou Zhiruo is his wife, so it is inconvenient to say outsider.
Zhao Min was furious in an instant: "What kind of bean curd mouth is there? It's a bean curd bean curd heart! The reason why there are no scars is because the princess's intelligence, intelligence, ice snow and cleverness just managed to keep her safe!"
"Ahem, if Zhiruo has done anything wrong to you during this period, I will apologize to you on her behalf." Song Qingshu had no choice but to say.
This time Zhou Zhiruo quit in an instant: "Why should I apologize to her, I didn't do anything wrong."
The same Zhao Min didn't accept it either: "Hmph, she is the one who apologizes to me, so what's your apology?"
Hearing what she said, Zhou Zhiruo's eyes lit up, and she ran directly to Song Qingshu and hugged his arm: "He is my husband, isn't it natural for a husband to apologize to his wife? If you are dissatisfied, you can find your man to replace you Come on."
"You!" Zhao Min was speechless for a moment, this is her biggest weakness now.
"Okay, okay, I have something important to come back this time." Song Qingshu knew that if he fell into a war between the two women, he might lose his body, so he diverted their attention very wisely.
Hearing that the matter was serious, the expressions of the two goddesses became serious.
"Let's talk about the situation in Yangzhou during this time first." Song Qingshu said to Zhou Zhiruo.
Zhou Zhiruo nodded, and slowly replied: "During this period of time, we have thoroughly cleaned up the Jiangnan Green Camp, and first solved the issue of the airspace payment..."
Song Qingshu was stunned: "How did you solve it?" You must know that airspace pay was the most common chronic problem in ancient society. For example, if a 10,000-man army has 70% of its personnel, it is actually very good. In many cases, there are only three to five thousand people. Of course, the food and salaries issued by the imperial court are naturally distributed according to the quota of 10,000, and those who are more will naturally be divided among the generals and his confidants.
There were very few famous generals in ancient times who could not receive empty pay, and only a few people like General Yue could achieve full staffing. Even famous generals like Han Shizhong were big households with empty pay, but Han Shizhong was okay, although he was paid a lot Very good, but he has the ability to keep the troops fighting, which is much better than other generals who only eat empty pay but eat vegetarian meals.
"On the pay day, we will ask the soldiers to line up and send them one by one and register." Zhou Zhiruo replied.
Song Qingshu's eyes lit up: "Good way, it's just that it's too hard for you."
"It's not hard," Zhou Zhiruo pursed her lips and smiled, seeing Zhao Min's pouting, she hesitated and said, "Miss Zhao came up with this idea."
"Oh?" Song Qingshu turned to look at her, "As expected of a princess who is as witty as a fox."
"Hmph~" Zhao Min raised his head proudly, and said to Zhou Zhiruo who was at the side, "It's because I'm here now that you don't dare to take credit for my achievements."
"I'm not that mean." Zhou Zhiruo replied coldly.
"Is it~~~~~?" Zhao Min's deliberately protracted tone and the suspicion in her eyes made Zhou Zhiruo go crazy again.
"Okay, okay." Seeing that the two of them were about to start a war again, Song Qingshu hurriedly interrupted, "By the way, Zhiruo, how many soldiers are there in Yangzhou?"
Zhou Zhiruo replied: "Previously, Li Kexiu claimed to have 100,000 green camps under his command, but the count is far from that many. The phenomenon of empty pay is extremely serious. In addition, many people fled in previous battles, and some old, weak, sick and disabled were eliminated. There are only about 38,000 people, plus the Golden Snake Battalion troops you left last time, and I recruited some new recruits, now there are only 50,000 people at full count."
"A lot, no matter how good the army is." Unlike Zhou Zhiruo's frustration, Song Qingshu is quite satisfied with the result, not to mention that he knows that victory or defeat has no direct relationship with the number of soldiers, like the Song Dynasty with millions of forbidden troops. Known for being weak? After being beaten by tens of thousands of elite Jurchen soldiers, she cried to her father and mother.
What's more, too many soldiers and military pay is also a big problem. Because of the war with the Qing Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty consumed more and more military pay, but it could only increase taxes on poor peasants, which further detonated domestic peasant uprisings, and finally died of internal troubles foreign aggression.
Zhao Min obviously agrees with his point of view: "That's right, the number of soldiers is good, but the number of soldiers is not enough. In the past few Western expeditions to Mongolia, we only relied on tens of thousands of troops to sweep the Eastern European plains. A few years ago, the battle against the Yehuling of the Kingdom of Jin, So what about the opponent's 300,000 army, but in the end they were beaten to annihilation, and they handed over the most powerful country in the world." Speaking of the glory of the Great Mongol Empire, Zhao Min had a very proud look on his face.
"Yes, yes, you are powerful in Mongolia. In the mountain city of Chongqing and the city of Xiangyang, your Mongolian 'heroic posture' is indispensable." Zhou Zhiruo said in a strange tone. Mongolia has been all over the world for these years, but it lost its prince Mengge in Diaoyu City, and Xiangyang also lost it. Having suffered heavy losses for several years, Zhou Zhiruo's words were clearly ridiculing Zhao Min on purpose.
Zhao Min was really stimulated, and said angrily: "Zhou, are you trying to get along with me?"
Zhou Zhiruo spread her hands and said with an innocent face: "I'm just telling the truth. Does telling the truth count as a problem with you? Why are you so small-minded?"
Seeing Zhao Min's pretty face flushed with anger, Song Qingshu felt that he was really in the field of Shura: "It's okay, let's not say a few words per person, 50,000 soldiers are enough, but it takes Completely disrupt their establishment, and at the same time install our own manpower in the middle and lower ranks."
"Hmph, some people don't think of this at all." Zhao Min looked at Zhou Zhiruo provocatively, and finally pulled back a victory, "But with the presence of the Princess, these matters will of course be resolved."
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Thank you Bai Hailang for your support~