Chapter 1615 Money and Food
Five days later.
In the west of Wuguan County, there is a busy construction site.
In the evening, the sky is still bright.
A few masons had just finished their work and came to a restaurant. Each of them asked for a bowl of cold water and two pancakes, and squatted outside to eat.
They ate only one and a half, leaving half hidden in their arms.
Here at the construction site, I will take care of a meal at noon.
“Do you think the place where the Holy Army is today is better than our place?” a young man asked.
"It must be good." said an old man next to him.
He is said to be an old man, but he is actually in his forties.
"What's the good thing?"
"The good thing is that when they do things fairly here, they don't have to spend extra money." An old man sighed.
"Yes, this is the first time I got cash. It's 80 Wen, which can buy 40 cakes. I'm so exhausted." The young man bit the cake and touched the wages he had just received.
“Don’t think about it, you can only eat 5 cents a day, and you have to hand over the rest when you return to the camp.” The old man shook his head.
“Damn it, obviously the work I do can feed my family of six, why should I give it to them?” the young man said angrily.
"Then what should you do? Can you leave your family alone? Those who have no relatives or relatives will not be selected at all." The old man said helplessly.
"What a shame, why did the Heavenly Holy Army attack our county? Our county is only forty miles away from here!" the young man said through gritted teeth.
“Don’t dare to say this.” The old man immediately covered the young man’s mouth.
"Now I understand why my family has never had enough to eat..." The young man avoided the old man's hand.
"Why do you still say you don't want to die?" the old man said, shook his head, stood up and left.
Others also left in a hurry.
The young man touched the 76 coins in his arms and then looked at the pancakes in his hands.
Stomping his feet, he walked towards the Yamen.
"Sir, I'm here to report them. They robbed me of my wages."
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Wen Rensheng was walking around the county town. It was better to see it in person than to read it online.
Although he is physically blind, he can see things that others cannot.
Soon he was found and came to try the case.
"Holy Master, look, this man works here, but his wages were taken away by guerrillas. Should we take care of him, and how should we take care of him?" The director of the Yamen Supervision Department was confused.
"What law do we use?" Wen Rensheng asked.
"Great Yan Lv." The director asked doubtfully.
“Can the Great Yan Law control the Great Yan people?”
“Yes.”
“Is Guerrilla a Great Yan person?”
“ Yes.”
"Is he on our territory?"
The director actually understood.
Yes, that guy is on our territory and has violated the Great Flame Law. Of course they can take care of it.
Three martial arts masters went out and captured Gao Le's guerrilla in the camp that night.
The county government lobby.
People all over the city came to see what was new.
If you have time, go to the Yamen Gate to watch the show. If you don’t have time to walk, just watch it online.
In the Great Yan Dynasty, I have never seen a small soldier report to a superior several times.
"Yang Jinliang, now XX is suing you for robbing him of his wages, can you admit it?"
"I am their superior officer, so of course their wages are mine."
"Great Yan Law, soldiers are paid on a monthly basis, no deductions are allowed, and officers are not allowed to force soldiers to work at will..." The director patted the gavel.
"This, this is the norm, even the emperor acquiesces to it." Yang Youyi complained bitterly, "They said they would give me three thousand taels of silver and three hundred shi meters, but in the end they couldn't even give me one cent. If I don't let the soldiers go to work, how will I feed them and my servants?" When everyone heard this, they felt a little sympathetic.
"This general is also in trouble."
"Yes, I didn't know it before. Can the court only pay 10% of the salary?"
"My nephew serves as a bannerman in the border army. He came back one time during the Chinese New Year and told us that we should divide the distribution into six levels. The border army can distribute 60%, the capital can distribute 40%, and other places can distribute 10 to 20%. It is true."
“That’s it.”
“That’s what you said, but how did you distribute it? Your soldiers received 80 cents a day’s wages and had to pay 75 cents when they returned. It was you who supported them. They, they are the ones who feed you!" the director said sternly.
"This, this, what they wear, what they live in, and their weapons are all given by me..." Yang Youyi defended.
"That's right." Everyone nodded slightly.
"Well, then let's seriously calculate how much a soldier spends every year..."
The director took out the abacus and began to calculate the accounts for everyone.
After doing the calculation, it was only five taels of silver to feed a soldier for a year, but the soldier could earn 20 taels, that is, all 15 taels were taken by Yang Guerrilla.
“Hey, hey, you can’t count it like this. Of the 15 taels, I have to give 8 taels to my superior, and I have 5 taels to support my colleagues. If I really get it, I can’t get more than 2 taels. "
"Yes, 2 taels per person, 500 people are 1,000 taels!" the director said angrily.
"I am a guerrilla general, and I can make a thousand taels a year. Is that still much? In fact, I can't make that much, because the five hundred men under me were temporarily selected. I originally only had more than four hundred old and weak people. Sick and disabled," Yang Youyi said aggrievedly.
Everyone nodded, this is really not much.
"Why did you give 8 taels to Shangguan? Why do you need to take care of 5 taels around?" the director asked again.
Yang Youyi looked at a fool and said: "I gave him regular money, and he sent me here to die. If I didn't give it to him, would I still be alive today? I don't take care of my colleagues, whatever If something happens, can I bear it?”
Everyone nodded again.
Wen Rensheng looked on, and everyone thought this was normal.
Is this right?
This is definitely not right.
What makes them think this is right?
Of course it’s a closed and backward social environment, no wonder they are.
In an environment like raising gu, such a philosophy of survival will inevitably emerge.
At the same time, the emperor was also listening outside the Yamen.
His heart dropped.
It turns out that his soldiers and officers have reached this level.
Rotten from top to bottom.
He was reluctant to change into a new royal robe, many utensils in the palace were being sold, and the food he ate was also reduced again and again.
He didn’t know where the money went before.
Now that he knows it, he even let the middle layer be scraped away!
Shennet, yes, Shennet can solve this problem.
He suddenly understood.
Why the Heavenly Holy Army was able to solve this problem is because they used the divine net to make the people stand up and look at these officials.
In the past, the words of the common people could not reach my ears.
I only rely on factory guards and eunuchs, but what is the difference between factory guards, eunuchs and civil servants and generals?
They all want money. The more factory guards and eunuchs they have, the more money they will spend.
The effect is a little bit, but only a little bit.
Why is the Heavenly Saint Army rich?
They saved the money they spent on factory guards and censors!
The people paid for the supervision.
How much money did you spend just on raising factory guards, eunuchs, and censors?
But the common people, through the Shenwang complaint, do not have to pay themselves. On the contrary, justice is served, and they have to pay themselves.
What's the difference between this in and one out?
The emperor has long understood that the most important thing in governing the world is two words: money and food.
The emperor who cannot understand these two words is definitely a confused emperor.
Why ministers keep talking about morality is just to fool the emperor and take his eyes away from the money.
(End of this chapter)