The courtyard was indeed small, but neat and clean. Wang Yan's followers sat on the ground in the courtyard and looked around curiously.
Shortly after Xin Yue returned to the house, a boy came out from inside and politely brought water to the followers.
Wang Yan smiled at the child, entered the room with Ren Hui, and sat down with the host and guests.
"I was not so polite when Uncle Jing saw me. Today, I probably heard about the arrangements of the sect leader."
"Yes." Ren Hui thought about it, but did not hide it: "Several people who were promoted to the lieutenant by Duke Xuande and were given to the sect leader and were only attached to him. From then on, they can regard themselves as the leader of the clan, and their identities are very different from ours. The sect leader's gift is so generous... it is really amazingly generous, which shows that the status of the sect leader in the hearts of the sect leader is extremely enviable."
Ren Hui didn't speak much on weekdays, and he was even more concise when commanding the military command. At this time, he said a long list, which was obviously something he had repeatedly thought about in his heart.
Previously, Lei Yuan announced that he would divide the manor in Lexiang and give it to Guo Jing, Wang Yan and other generals. This is not an ordinary reward.
In this chaotic era, the authority of the court did not exist, and government orders were difficult to penetrate into the grassroots. The gentry and powerful monopolize the countryside and wantonly divide the population and household registration, and use it as the foundation for the family's inheritance. To a certain extent, the newly-established regime itself is also sharing the heritage of the Han Dynasty with the rich, but with its military and political power, it can seize the greatest share.
In such a situation, both the regime and the clan regarded the population and household registration as extremely important, and they were not allowed to be invaded, and they would not be easily distributed. In Ren Hui's impression, the Prime Minister Cao in the north increased his fief for his generals under the banner of the Han Dynasty. Even if he made great contributions, he usually gave hundreds of households at a time, and he still didn't know how many of them were obtained.
What Lei Yuan gave to the generals this time were all wealthy manors with three or five hundred households. This was granted to Guo Jing and five other generals. If they were separated out of thin air, five wealthy families with hundreds of households and thousands of people.
This scale is indeed far inferior to the giant Jingxiang tribes such as the Xi family, Xiang family, and Pang family, but it can be compared with small tribes such as the Huo family in Zhijiang and Liao family in Wuling. After several years of operation, it may be possible to produce more than 2,000 stones of prefectures and counties.
Ren Hui is not like Guo Jing and Wang Yan, who has a deep personal friendship with Lei Yuan, nor is he like Deng Tong and He Song, who are blessed by generations of the Lei family in Lujiang. Although he was once in a down-and-out manner, as his status and power improve, his strong sense of accomplishment gradually recovers, so he is even more looking forward to the rewards he gets through his military achievements.
What Guo Jing and others received this time made him both envious and emotional. He estimated that in addition to these five people, the only ones in the school were himself and Lei Cheng. Lei Cheng was a relative, so there was no need to worry about it. So, will there be another reward like this? Will he have the opportunity to truly become the leader of one clan and one surname?
Ren Hui really wants to ask someone.
He and Guo Jing have a deep friendship, but Guo has been busy with military deployment in Wu County, Zigui and other places recently, and are not in the wild path. Then I can only ask Wang Yan. Although this veteran has limited military talents, he is deeply trusted by Lei Yuan and understands things very well.
At this time, Xin Yue brought some baking cakes, dried fruits and the like.
The two of them were very busy today, and they were hungry, so they ate for a while.
Ren Hui swallowed a few sips of the scones and felt dry. He stood up, picked up the water jar at the corner of the house and poured half of his stomach, and came back to sit down.
With something in his stomach, people feel much more comfortable. Seeing that Wang Yan had almost eaten, Ren Hui asked in a low voice: "It's just... the sect leader did this, aren't you worried that the power of the Lujiang Lei clan would be weakened?"
Wang Yan smiled.
"This time, 1,500 households were divided, more than 6,100 households were not a small number. But now the sect leader is the general of Fenwei and the prefect of Yidu, so there are naturally various ways to re-expand his strength. The day before yesterday, I heard from Zhou Hu that in the past month, there were no less than 400 Han people who came out of the deep mountains of the country and intended to contribute, and there will only be more in the future. Even if most of them will be included in counties, the clan can still get a lot of benefits. However, the expansion of the Lujiang Lei clan has its limits. At the appropriate time, the sect leader should continue to split the people, manors, and award meritorious generals."
"Oh?" This news was something Ren Hui loved to hear. He showed an eager expression in his eyes, he turned his body slightly, and lowered his voice: "Is this statement of the prince... true?"
Wang Yan stroked his beard and smiled.
Ren Hui is a general who has been highly valued by the sect leader recently. Even Shen Zhen, who has been with Lei Xu for many years and has experienced a lot, is not as good as him. However, his time for serving is too short and he is not suitable for excellence for the time being. Wang Yan has already received Lei Yuan's hint, and some words should be explained carefully to Ren Hui.
Ren Hui stood up to the hall, covered the door with half a slap, and came back and asked, "Prince?"
"Uncle Jing, think. The sect leader just celebrated his birthday a few days ago, and he is now twenty-two years old. The twenty-two-year-old General Fenwei and the prefect of Yidu, he directly controls more than 30,000 clan members, and nearly 4,000 troops, almost one-tenth of the troops under Duke Xuande. Do you think it is appropriate?"
Ren Hui took a breath: "Is Xuande Gong something..."
"Duke Xuande is generous, benevolent and generous, of course he didn't say anything. In this chaotic era, when people are to be hired, the power and status given to the sect leader will only be higher in the future. But if the sect leader intends to expand the power of the clan, it will not be the way for the monarch and his subjects to get along with each other in the long run."
Wang Yan extended his hand and swung the scale up and down: "The Sect Master personally told us that the family size will be constantly split in the future to maintain an appropriate balance. Otherwise, I am afraid that Xuande's career will flourish, but we warriors will not have the chance to make contributions."
Ren Hui nodded slightly.
He was a smart man and soon understood. With Duke Xuande's powerful martial arts and his high ambitions in his military command, his territory will never end in Jingzhou in the future. But if the sect leader always ruled the generals in the form of clan tribes, Duke Xuande would not give him too many opportunities to make contributions.
This is not to worry about being too big, but the regime's approach to treating local tyrants. Just like Wen Pin Wen Zhongye, who was entrenched in Anlu, Shiyang and other places on the other side of the Han River, his clan size is roughly similar to that of the Lei clan in Lujiang. If this person always acted like he did when he went south to fight, he would probably be pressed by Cao Gong in Jiangxia in his life.
"Just like Jiang Xia Wenpin, a subordinate of Cao Cao, or Li Tong, Runan, and others." He said to Wang Yan.
Wang Yan gently patted the table: "What Uncle Jing saw is true. In his eyes, he only had the selfish interests of his own clan, so he could only be a dog guarding the household, and the ambition of the sect leader was more than that. Therefore, in the future, if there are conquests, the sect leader would continue to split the household registration and even split the department to repay his merits."
He stared at Ren Hui's eyes and said in a deep voice: "The Sect Master told us personally that those who have the opportunity to receive such rewards will not only be the five of us, but also the five of us, but also the Chen Zhen, Han Zong, and even more generals and officers of the Lei clan of Lujiang. The Sect Master hopes that everyone can establish great achievements, be granted marquis and defeated generals, and even establish a new clan with military merits. He will never always confine the heroes and talents to the division of one surname and drive the interests of one surname."
Ren Hui was silent for a moment, bowed and bowed and said, "I understand. The sect leader's ambition is far inferior to us."
"Just understand, haha." Wang Yan stood up and said, "I have eaten and drunk. I have something to do, so I will take a step first."
Ren Hui sent Wang Yan and his followers out of the manor before returning.
He saw Xin Yue leaning against the door, looking forward to waiting, as if his wife was waiting for her husband.
Ren Hui suddenly felt a little nervous. He took a few steps and said, "I just told the prince that I want to marry you."
Xin Yue's eye waves slightly moved: "Oh?"
Ren Hui's rough old face turned red: "You will agree, right? Uh... I am a fake Sima now, but I will soon become a captain and will have my own manor. I live in the military camp on weekdays and spend less time going home... What do you think?"
Xin Yue glanced at him and gently held his robe sleeve: "Come in, I'll change your clothes for you."
Ren Hui was overjoyed: "Okay! OK!"
Chapter completed!