Zhao Lin smiled and said, "How can we embarrass His Majesty and the eunuch when the two adults are here?"

Anquan said angrily, "Those ministers are truly wicked. They actually said that there was a rebellion under your rule and that you had done something wrong but no merit. Not only did they not want to reward you, they also wanted to arrest you and punish you. Fortunately, my godfather and the two adults defended you, and His Majesty also believed in you, so they didn't succeed."

"I'm sorry to bother Eunuch Zhu again. Please bring him some gifts for me." Zhao Lin said calmly, "Who suggested arresting me and punishing me? Eunuch An, give me a list of names."

Anquan was startled: "What are you going to do?"

Zhao Lin said: "Targeting me is targeting our eunuch party, which means we are enemies. Only dead enemies are good enemies."

Anquan nodded repeatedly: "That's right. These people read the books of sages but do nothing. They don't care about the people who can't survive, but they rush to find fault with us when we do something. I'll write down the list for you right away."

To be safe, you need paper and pen, grit your teeth and write down everything you can.

He was not waiting in the hall, so how could he know who had found fault with Zhao Lin? Anyway, it was the enemy who wrote it.

Zhao Lin looked at the more than 20 names listed, large and small, and rubbed his teeth. He said, "It's not easy for you to come here, don't rush back. I'll arrange for someone to accompany you to have fun."

"Hey, then I won't bother you, General."

Go and enjoy it safely and happily.

Only then did Zhao Lin have time to look at the Qingzhou Army’s flag.

There are two flags in total.

The large flag was made of fine cotton and linen, three meters long and one and a half meters wide, blue in color, with two large characters embroidered on it in black silk thread - Qingzhou.

This is the flag of the Qingzhou Army.

The other smaller one was made of the same material, but was only half the size of the Qingzhou flag. It also had a word embroidered on it with black silk thread - Zhao!

This is Zhao Lin’s own general’s flag.

The emperor bestowed the flag, proving that the army had an official number, instead of being in a state where it could be disbanded at any time.

It was also confirmed that this army belonged to Zhao Lin, and no one else could help.

Yang Nantian's injury had not healed yet, and he felt very uncomfortable standing aside and watching.

He trained hard for so many days and even got injured, but after one battle, all the benefits went to Zhao Lin?

Who can I go to for justice?

Zhao Lin knew that Yang Nantian was not convinced, so he said, "General Yang, I appoint you as the general of the Qingzhou Army's front army, commanding 3,000 soldiers. Do you have any objections?"

Yang Nantian was silent for a moment, then said, "I obey the general's order."

He was a smart man and knew that Zhao Lin's suppression of the rebellion would not only make Cheng ** happy, but also Zhu Zhongyan.

If it were someone else, Yang Nantian could still file a complaint.

But both of them have Zhu Zhongyan as their backer. If they really fight, Zhu Zhongyan will definitely side with Zhao Lin, and Yang Nantian will only bring shame upon himself.

Zhao Lin also disliked Yang Nantian, so he gave him three thousand soldiers and let him play by himself, not bothering to pay any attention to him.

Anyway, the 3,000 soldiers promised to Zhu Zhongyan have already been given, so what happens afterwards has nothing to do with me.

Although the remaining people were not as good as the soldiers trained by Zhao Lin himself, they were all strong men and could be no worse than other armies if they were trained well.

Nature must be taken into your own hands.

"Recruit another 10,000 soldiers." Zhao Lin said.

Since Cheng** was so generous, Zhao Lin naturally wouldn't be polite.

The locals of Qingzhou have long known that the treatment for serving in the army here in Zhaolin is good. Before they were selected, the rank was full. Now that they heard that there was another recruitment, they immediately flocked over and scrambled to serve.

Sudi sighed at the scene, "Good iron doesn't make nails, and good men don't join the army. That's just where we are. In other places, if you want soldiers, you can only conscript them. It's not as lively as this."

Zhao Lin said: "Ordinary people are simple. As long as they can survive, they can endure anything else."

Sudi shook his head and said, "Everyone understands this principle, but how many can actually do it? For example, take Yang Nantian. He's only been here a short time, and he's already been sucking up soldiers' blood. It's not intentional, it's just habit. The roots of Daqi are rotten to the core. Anyone who comes here will do the same. The only difference is how much they suck up."

Zhao Lin nodded and said, "That's why their army's combat effectiveness is poor."

The ultimate result of drawing empty salaries and sucking the blood of soldiers is that the army is not large enough and the combat effectiveness is insufficient. It would be a wonder if they can win the battle on the battlefield.

"These are concerns for the bigwigs in the court, and have nothing to do with us. Our problem now is that we have 50,000 soldiers. The daily cost of food and rations for the soldiers and horses is astronomical, so we have to find a way to make money."

If the daily cost of one soldier is 10 coins, then an army of 50,000 would cost 500,000 coins.

One tael of silver is equivalent to 100 wen.

That means it costs 5,000 taels of silver a day.

It costs 150,000 taels a month.

This is just based on the minimum cost.

If you count cavalry, armor, weapons and other items.

The minimum monthly income is 200,000 taels.

Although Zhao Lin made some money, he had to spend 200,000 taels a month, which no one could afford.

"It costs so much for only 50,000 people. How can Zhao Jingzhou withstand the long-term consumption of 200,000 troops?" Zhao Lin said to himself.

"I know that."

Sudi boasted, "Zhao Jingzhou's money and grain come from the imperial court's appropriations on the one hand, and from the revenue of Zhenbei Pass on the other. The third aspect is just the same old story: he's eating the empty salary."

"The Zhenbei Army is not fully staffed?" Zhao Lin asked in surprise.

Su Di said unconcernedly, "The Zhenbei Army can't possibly be fully staffed. As long as Zhao Jingzhou can maintain a force of over 100,000 and hold the Zhenbei Pass, a few tens of thousands less won't matter."

Zhao Lin sighed, "They dare to lay hands on such an important place. They are really bold. Aren't they afraid of the Northern Di invading?"

Sudi sneered, "How can the Northern Di be any better? The difference between us is only fifty steps and a hundred steps."

Zhao Lin nodded and said, "Forget about them. We need to get some money quickly, otherwise our reserves won't last for a few months."

"How?" Sudi asked.

Zhao Lin smiled slightly. "The old trick. I heard that many officials took advantage of the imperial court's collection of the Flower and Stone Tax to plunder the people's wealth in my name."

Sudi continued, "These people are too abominable. They must be severely punished."

The two smiled at each other.

It feels so good to make money like this.

Reaping these people is no better than plundering the poor people.

Just do it.

Zhao Lin used the excuse that someone was doing illegal things in his name, and he and Sudi split into two groups. Zhao Lin led the troops to plunder all the counties in the state and made a fortune.

When Zhao Chenhan heard the news, he was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

He had only wanted to better complete the task of collecting the flower and stone tax and to trick Zhao Lin at the same time, but he had never expected that it would become an opportunity for Zhao Lin to make a fortune.

It also left him with a very good reputation among the people of Qingzhou.

"Lao Debiao, as long as you can prove that Zhao Lin killed Ma Changda, someone will protect you!"

In the prison of the Ministry of Justice, the people sent by Zhao Chenhan met Lao Debiao.