500 wall-type cavalry, unexpectedly, even if they are ten times more enemies than their own, it is no problem.

When the elite of the Proton Army were killed, the others became toothless tigers, and the clawless eagle was no longer a threat, but instead became fat pigs running around the ground!

That's right, Wang Ning'an once got a reward, that is, killing an enemy soldier, which is equivalent to saving a sum of money in the bank and getting 30% of the interest every year.

At the beginning, some people thought that the interest rate was set too high, but in fact, when the economy was developing rapidly and the currency was relatively in short supply, it was incompetent to invest ten cents of money and not doubled in a year!

Many of the businesses that Royal Bank do, with the support of the imperial court, are all profitable without losing money, and they are also profitable.

It is 30% interest per year to the meritorious soldiers, which is not difficult at all, and it is still very profitable.

As for ordinary soldiers, killing enemies is equivalent to savings, which is a unique and good thing.

They only know that the more they kill, the more they will make.

The Xixia people were defeated and fled, just one by one, and they were all able to run away!

Even Wang Shao was jealous. His family was not well-off. He went to Beijing to take the exam and still borrowed money. If he could cut off a few heads, he would immediately have money to spend.

He was eager to try, but Wang Ning'an coughed, "Zichun, I advise you to catch it alive."

Wang Shao was stunned, "Sir, didn't the court take credit for the first level? It was too difficult to catch a living, and if you catch a living, you had to watch it, you couldn't do anything else."

"But the living person can be returned to Xixia."

Wang Shao didn’t understand yet, what should I do to Xixia? Are you a shame?

Wang Ning'an rolled his eyes and insisted that I explain it clearly!

"What is the proton army? Many people in it are either rich or noble. In order to deal with them, they used 50,000 guan in cement alone. When did I do a loss-making business?"

Wang Shao was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that Wang Ning'an wanted to beat Xixia's bamboo arbitrage. Lord Wang, you really have it!

He immediately turned his head and rushed towards the proton troops everywhere, shouting loudly, "Don't let go of any officer, leader, and everyone will be caught alive!"

...

Wuzang Hongyang couldn't understand why the heavy cavalry of the Wang family army fell from the sky.

In fact, there is nothing difficult. It’s like a muddy swamp trying to stop Wang Ning'an. It’s like a dream.

He asked for a 5-day run to fight again.

During this period, Wang Ning'an mobilized the civilians from Qingzhou and transported tens of thousands of stones of cement.

After arriving in the southeast of Pingrong Village, we first found the locals. Although the swamp was dangerous, the locals still had some solutions. They told the Wang family that as long as they found a place where grassroots entrenched in the swamp, they could hold up a person's weight. It would definitely not work if the brigade of cavalry was trying to pass through, or if the heavy cavalry was heavy, it would definitely not work.

Knowing this, there is a solution immediately.

Let the civilians cut cattails and collect wooden boards.

The door panels, windows, even coffins and wooden cabinets of the surrounding people's houses were all moved out.

First, use wooden boards to lay two narrow roads, and then lay the mats of woven cattails in the middle. The most critical step is to sprinkle cement on the cattails.

The water in the mud seeps out through the cattail grass, meets the cement, and quickly condenses. After about a day, it will turn into something harder than a stone!

This move was not nonsense by Wang Ning'an. He remembered that there were war examples in later generations. The difference was that helicopters were sprinkled with cement. After sprinkling, the swamp turned into hard rocks and tanks could easily pass through.

Wang Ning'an did not have helicopters and did not have cement as good as the performance, but fortunately, the people of Xixia lacked preparations.

After 4 nights, a 30-long cement road was finally paved.

When the decisive battle was over, the Wang family army stepped on the cement road and rushed straight to the rear of Pingrong Village, and caught the host army off guard.

Wu Zang Hongyang tried his best to organize a counterattack, screaming strangely, holding a knife to chop the retreating soldiers, but no matter how hard he tossed, it was useless.

The Wang family army moved forward and cut the Proton Army open, then turned around and attacked again.

The proton army was charged three times, and the proton army was cut into small pieces. Then the Zong family army followed up surrounded the proton army. Like eating dumplings, the fatigue of many days was wiped out, and the soldiers' enthusiasm soared. On the contrary, the proton army was completely depressed, and many of them were angry and threw down their weapons and surrendered directly. Of course, some of them were also resisting.

If it weren't for the purpose of catching the alive, the battle might end in one or two hours.

Who made Wang Ning'an greedy for money? He especially wanted to make a fortune in Xixia. Everyone could only work hard and the battle lasted for a day. A total of 3,500 proton troops were killed and more than 5,000 were captured. After taking Pingrong Village, they immediately rushed to Pingqiang Village.

Soon, all the Xixia people south of Hengshan were swept away.

The chaos brought by the Cui family finally came to an end.

Wang Ning'an quickly sent someone to report the victory to Zhao Zhen.

What is Uncle Zhao doing at this time?

He was waiting anxiously, standing in front of Daqing Hall, walking around over and over again, constantly waving his hands. He really wanted to rush out, but the court rules were like this. As the Supreme Lord of the Nine Five, he could only wait here.

Finally, a sharp sound came.

"The Empress is here!"

"The Empress is here!"

...

One after another, it reached the Daqing Palace, and Zhao Zhen's old face finally burst into laughter.

After a few minutes of his fingers, he left Beijing to patrol the north, restored Youzhou, and rushed from Youzhou to Xijing. It took more than two years, almost three years.

Zhao Zhen misses his wife and children all the time. Of course, his son is more important!

The little guy was only two years old at the time and he had just spoken for a while. Now he is afraid he is 5 years old. The child grows fast, and I don’t know if he still remembers his father…

God, His Majesty the Emperor is actually worried.

I have to say that when you are old, Zhao Zhen regards his son more than anything else. Just by giving his son a name, you can see the clues.

The little guy is called Zhao Zongye, Emperor Tianhoutu. What a great hope. The whole country is pressing on his shoulders. It’s really Alexander!

Instead of being a prince, the little prince was a little thin, with black eyes looking around carefully, holding Queen Cao tightly, and not daring to let go for a moment.

Empress Cao patted her son's back of her little hand and pulled him to see Zhao Zhen.

The little prince followed him and bowed to Zhao Zhen, saying angrily: "My son has seen his father!"

Zhao Zhen's heart was melted by this sentence!

"My son is so old!"

Zhao Zhen was excited and hugged the little prince in his arms. The little guy was a little scared and wanted to cry, but he had no courage. He could only flatten his mouth and look pitiful.

Queen Cao couldn't bear to see it anymore, "Sage, let them take the emperor down and wash up. After walking so far, I'm tired."

"Good Zitong, you should take care of the emperor, he is used to you!"

Empress Cao hesitated a little, and Zhao Zhen said: "It's okay, I'll wait for you."

Queen Cao secretly sighed that her husband, for the sake of her son, did not even care about any rules. She took Zhao Zongye down. After almost half an hour, she returned to Daqing Palace again.

Empress Cao carefully looked at this majestic hall for the first time.

Thanks to the use of cement columns, the load-bearing column of the hall broke through the limit and reached an astonishing 1 meter. In addition to being majestic, it is also solemn.

No matter what building is, as long as it is big enough, it will be shocking.

Empress Cao was very amazed in the hall that could accommodate 5,000 people, while Zhao Zhen was very proud.

"Zi Tong, the harem is still under construction. You have to come here and give it a special assignment. The Emperor's East Palace and your palace have been completed first. I will take you over and see if there is anything else you are not satisfied with. Let the lower one do it."

Empress Cao smiled slightly, "Sage, the emperor is still young, let him live in the East Palace immediately. I, as a mother, feel uncomfortable. Why not just let him be by my side and take care of you."

Seeing that Empress Cao was not very good, Zhao Zhen was worried and asked, "Zi Tong, is it because the emperor has made you worry?"

"well!"

Empress Cao sighed, "I am old, and the emperor's mother is weak in her womb. At a young age, she is poisoned again. She looks later than other children and is often sick. Fortunately, she is taken care of by Mr. Qian, so she can be safe and sound. In the past two years, Mr. Su has not recognized many words after the emperor's mother for several years, and Mr. Su dares not care. I really don't know what to do."

No parent wants their children to be smart and studious, especially the royal family. Even without competition, they dare not relax. Moreover, Empress Cao has selfish intentions. After all, the emperor is old, and she is worried that Zhao Zhen will leave suddenly, and no one will support the mother and son. In private, Empress Cao also wants her son to become a talent soon and become better every day. However, the little guy is always sick and she is reluctant to discipline her.

The Song Dynasty was rich in child prodigy. At the age of five or six, he could write poetry, smash the vat, and even teach books... Empress Cao heard too much.

Let’s not talk about others, Su Laoquan, who is the little prince’s master. The three children of the Su family are all smart, and they are only a few years old. They write realistic lyrics and can do everything.

The little prince is already five years old and doesn't know much about literacy. He can't even recite three hundred and thousands of children's prodigy poems. The more he compares, the more he feels ashamed, which makes Empress Cao very upset.

"Your Majesty, I see, is Mr. Su's ability not good?"

Zhao Zhen shook his head quickly, even laughing and crying.

"I have known the two boys in Su Qing's family for a long time. A few years ago, in the Golden Palace, Su Shi's literary talent even surpassed the top scholar. He has a lot of knowledge in his family. It is well-known that Su Qing teaches children."

"Then, why can't I teach you well..." Empress Cao suddenly thought of a possibility, "Can the emperor be poisoned a few years ago and left the root of the disease?" In desperation, tears flowed and Zhao Zhen was about to cry.

He waved, called the little prince beside him to his side, and reached out to hold the little guy in his arms.

"Zi Tong, if Su Qing doesn't work, I can only wait for Wang Qing. He is my master whom I have decided early on!"

When Empress Cao heard this, she suddenly stopped her sad voice, "Sage, I mean the same thing. Let Lord Wang teach the emperor, it is appropriate!"

"Oh? How do you say it?"

Empress Cao smiled and said, "The saint doesn't know that our prince is a few months older than a dog's teeth. Jing Xiu took that boy to the palace to play, which is very flirting with a child he likes, and our prince is willing to play with him."

Zhao Zhen was stunned, and Empress Cao quickly smiled and said, "Gou Yaer is the nickname of Wang Ning'an's son. You said that such a gentle person is interesting enough. It is difficult to support children, so they have to give a bad name. They are not as big as they are. But this Gou Yaer is amazing! He can recite hundreds of poems, and he is strong and very smart."

Speaking of his friend, Zhao Zongye finally spoke and said timidly: "Gou Yaer, I want to play with Gou Yaer!"
Chapter completed!