Remember Me: "Believe me, you're definitely not the only one with such thoughts, but the key is that they can't beat the streamer."
Qingran Chouhun: "Looks like I'm the only one who realized that the streamer is whipping poor An Cui's corpse again …"
He's already dead and his corpse is cold. Every now and then, his corpse is dragged out by his old enemy to be whipped. It's really pitiful.
The veins on Wei Ci's forehead bulged. He was afraid that his lord would continue to diss the generals, so he stepped out to smooth things over.
"I have some doubts. How does my lord intend to streamline?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Nansheng is in a period of prosperity. Countless wastelands are in urgent need of reclamation and farming. People are needed everywhere. What I mean is for the disabled soldiers to receive subsidies. Those who can return to their original homes will go back to their original homes. Those who are unwilling to return will be sent to various places to farm and reclaim land. The regulations will be modeled after the civilian army. They will be loaned farm tools, cattle, and improved seeds at a low price to encourage people to return to their original homes. "
Jiang Pengji continued, "Those who are strong and have no disabilities, first ask them if they have the intention to return to their original homes to farm. If they want to leave, they will be given some dry rations and copper coins. If they want to stay, they will be handed over to the various battalions to be trained as new soldiers. We do need a large number of young and strong men to expand our military strength, but we also need them to farm the farmlands. Otherwise, where will our army's provisions come from? "
She made it very clear. Everyone understood her considerations and naturally no longer objected.
Feng Zhen added, "Those who are over 40 years old will also be sent back."
The old general was unhappy.
"What's wrong with being over 40 years old?"
Are you looking down on the elderly?
Feng Langzi's answer was a model of public relations.
He replied with a smile, "Most of those over 40 years old are 'treasures.' It's a waste to keep them in the army."
The old general felt much better.
"Why do you say that?"
"Before soldiers join the army, most of them work in the fields. The older they are, the longer they work in the fields. Naturally, they will accumulate more experience. If we let these old people with farming experience return to the fields to guide us in reclaiming wastelands and sowing seeds, their value will be much greater than fighting on the battlefield. "Feng Zhen smiled and asked the old general," Does the old general agree with what I said? "
The old general nodded. "Yes."
After the meeting ended, Jiang Pengji wrote a reply to Qiguan Rang. Everyone was extremely busy.
These soldiers could not be dismissed at will. At least they would have food to eat if they stayed in the barracks. If they left the barracks, they might starve to death.
Jiang Pengji said she was going to dismiss them. Many of the injured soldiers who had been captured were anxious and uneasy. The "water army" who were eating and drinking and waiting for death were even more insecure. Although there was no trouble, the atmosphere in the barracks was still very tense. If it was not handled well, there might be chaos.
Because of this matter, Yang Tao and the others were very busy.
"It's easier to invite a god in than to send him away. If we don't handle it properly, there will be chaos everywhere —"
Yang Tao was so worried that he lost a lot of his hair. Yan Lin was also busy. He thought about it and decided to seek advice from Li Yun and the others.
Li Yun said, "This is not difficult. There is already a set of rules. General Yang, just use it."
Only now did Yang Tao realize that Li Yun, Xie Ze, and the others were rather free. The troops under their command were all old veterans. There were not many new captives and new soldiers, so the workload of streamlining the troops was naturally not that great. Yang Tao really found the right people to seek advice from them.
When Jiang Pengji was in Dongqing, she had established a set of relatively complete resettlement plans for the soldiers who had retired. After many years of trial and error, it had improved a lot.
All he had to do was make some changes to this plan and it could be used.
Simply reducing the troops would definitely not work. It would cause panic among the soldiers.
Yang Tao should properly publicize it to let the soldiers know that being laid off and going home did not mean that no one would care about them. The barracks had found a good opportunity for them to be laid off. If they went home to open up wastelands and farm, the officials could rent farming tools, cattle, and improved seeds at a low price. If they did not have money to rent, the officials could temporarily put them on credit. For the first three years, their share of the grain would be more favorable than that of the civilian troops.
Jiang Pengji's civilian troops had always received good benefits. If they rented the government's improved seeds, cattle, and farming tools, the government would take 40% of the grain for the autumn harvest, and the people would take 60%. If each household provided their own tools, the government would only take 30% of the grain, and the people could keep 70%.
If this batch of soldiers were laid off, they could rent the government's tools on credit and keep 70% of the grain after the autumn harvest.
This ratio would be considered light even in times of peace, not to mention the current chaotic times.
With such good treatment, the originally frightened soldiers were also relieved.
What moved the soldiers even more was that Jiang Pengji also gave a higher discount to the disabled soldiers. For the first three years of farming, the government would only take 10% of the grain. If they were physically unable to farm, they would be given priority in some jobs to ensure their survival as much as possible.
As soon as this news came out, faint cries sounded in the barracks under the night sky. It made Yang Tao's hair stand on end.
"It's really a fair loss …"
Yang Tao rubbed the goosebumps and tried to calm them down. Once again, he sighed with emotion at Jiang Pengji's method of winning people's hearts.
No wonder she dared to directly diss the General Read More. It was really because she was loved and hated by people.
But …
"It's the people's good fortune to meet her."
Although her temper was a bit bad, she was indeed a kind and wise ruler.
The world was in her hands, and the people could live a stable and prosperous life.
After a few words, Yang Tao continued to be busy with his work and took the time to study.
After a few days, the cold gradually became stronger. Yang Tao received a letter from his wife, whom he had not seen for a long time. There was a small footprint on it.
"Shaoyang, look …"
Yang Tao was wearing a heavy armor. When he walked, the armor made a loud and rhythmic sound.
"Look at what?"
Yan Lin did not even raise his head.
Yang Tao grinned. As he spoke, the white fog disappeared from between his teeth.
"Footprints. Your eldest nephew's footprints are a bit bigger … Haha, this kid grows up really fast!"
Yan Lin was speechless.
Yang Tao said, "In a few years, I will be able to teach him how to ride a horse and shoot an arrow."
Yan Lin pretended to be indifferent. "It's still early."
Yang Tao said to himself, "When he's 14 or 15 years old, I can find him a wife. Which family do you think will be good? "
Yan Lin said, "It's still early."
Yang Tao said, "It's late. I'm late. The good candidates have all been chosen."
If he could, Yang Tao would have arranged a marriage for his son while he was still in his mother's womb.
Yan Lin raised his eyebrows. He felt that his friend was not in a good mood, so he asked if he was upset.
He did manage to get some gossip out of her.
"It's the son of Feng Langzi. I heard that he's getting married in two years."
Marriages in gentry families were usually prepared a few years in advance. Two years was considered a rush.
Yan Lin corrected him, "That's Feng Zhen. How can you call him that?"
He was in a hurry to start a feud.
Yang Tao said, "Guess who the bride's family is?"
Yan Lin did not know.
"The eldest daughter of the Feng family in Shangyang. Tsk tsk … He's really lucky."
Yan Lin nodded in agreement. "He's really lucky."
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