Some people will be busy in the next few days. It is easy to disrupt the entire army's soldiers and redistribute them, but after doing it, it is thousands of times more difficult than saying it.

First of all, let’s talk about the internal camp of the Pei family army. If you transfer all the capable generals under the command of the generals and officials to serve in his camp, will these generals agree? Do you have any opinions in your heart? Not to mention that some of them have been promoted and some are still in a state of rest, which is even more troublesome to do.

Secondly, for those surrendered soldiers who are sitting on the ground tiger, they should be more careful when doing things, but some things have to be done. For example, breaking up all the soldiers under a general and mixing into the Pei family's soldiers and reorganizing them into a battalion. There are many contradictions in this.

During this period, dozens of fights in the camp have occurred in just a few days. If there is no trace of surrender behind this, the fool will not believe it if he says it.

So in the past few days, the busiest person in the Pei family army was the judge Guo Ru. Every day, people were beaten by a fight in almost every battalion. The scene of dozens of people hitting the board together was almost a scene in the camp. Even the heads were cut off.

After more than ten days of hard work, all the soldiers were finally assigned to various battalions, towns, and officers at all levels of the wing also took office one after another, and the situation gradually stabilized. Especially after sending Liu Zhizu away, Pei Xiaoer finally breathed a sigh of relief.

On that day, Pei Xiaoer walked back to the city after inspecting the camp.

After several days of hard work by Liu Xianchun and his men, Wenxi County finally regained some popularity. At least a few rice shops scattered on the streets have already opened.

Pei Xiaoer and a few personal soldiers walked on the streets of Wenxi County. The streets that were bustling and lively in the past seemed extremely depressed at this moment, with only a few people passing by in a hurry from time to time.

From time to time, I saw houses that collapsed after being burned by fire, black beams, and bricks and stones scattered all over the ground, which seemed devastated. Fortunately, the bodies of those who died in the war on the street had been packed up and buried in mass graves outside the city. Otherwise, walking on the street would allow corpses to be seen everywhere, which would be creepy.

"Oh," Pei Xiaoer sighed, "Rise, the people suffer, the people suffer, the people suffer. Take your time! Some things are not achieved overnight, so you can recover bit by bit."

As I walked, I suddenly saw a noodle restaurant on the roadside opened under the guise.

The noodle restaurant is right at the corner of the street in front, but the business is very bad. Now it is time to eat, and there is no one to eat.

Pei Xiaoer rubbed his stomach and made some money here. Thinking of it, he came to the noodle shop, found a fairly clean table, and called the captain of the personal soldiers, Hu Shian and the two personal soldiers, and the four of them sat down together.

"The boss has four bowls of noodles."

"Come on, Master, what do you want?"

The owner of the noodle shop is a middle-aged man in his 40s. He is not tall, has a simple face and has a silly smile.

"Come on four bowls of plain noodles!"

"Okay, lord, you guys wait."

After a while, a few bowls of steaming noodles were brought up by the boss.

Pei Xiaoer took the noodles in front of him, stirred them with chopsticks, picked up the noodles and stuffed them into his mouth, and a smell of wheat poured into his mouth. Although there was nothing too much oil, the owner of the noodle restaurant put a spoon of broth, which tasted particularly sweet.

"Boss, your skills are good."

"That's right, my craft is from my ancestors. I have been making noodles like this since my great-grandfather's generation." The boss immediately started to brag about his noodles when he heard someone praise him for their deliciousness.

"Boss, you have such a good craftsmanship, you want to have a business OK, right?"

"Business is just that. Some time ago, Wenxi County was occupied by the bandit who was cut into pieces and called the Tiger of the Earth. That bandit is not a good thing, and it is done with all kinds of evil. My daughter-in-law was robbed by them to the military camp and when she came back, she had become a corpse." When she talked about the sad things, the boss's face became sad.

"Then boss, since the Tiger is so awful, why don't you run away?"

"Where can we run? Our ancestors have been in Wenxi County for generations, making a living by selling noodles. After leaving Wenxi County, people are inferior to the people in the hometown. Where can we ordinary people go?"

Speaking of this, the boss's expression improved again, and his eyes showed his longing for the future.

"But now, the Tiger who killed thousands of swords has been killed and has been killed. The new one is called General Pei. General Pei's soldiers are different from ordinary soldiers! They are even better than officers and soldiers.

Yesterday, a few big-headed soldiers came to my place for dinner, and I thought I was unlucky at that time. In the past, no one paid for the meal, whether it was officers and soldiers or bandits. But General Pei's soldiers actually paid the money honestly. With this, I just wanted General Pei to stay here forever, how good it would be if he didn't leave!"

The boss talked endlessly, as if he wanted to say all the words he had held in his heart for several years together.

"It shouldn't be gone. By the way, I heard that in Wenxi County, General Pei issued an order saying that in order to restore people's strength, he would have to suspend the payment of taxes with the people for rest, that is, you don't have to pay taxes if you sell noodles. Have you ever heard of these things?"

"I heard, I heard." Speaking of good things, the boss began to dance. "Two days ago, a gentleman named Liu Xianchun gathered all the business people in Wenxi County, saying that we will be exempt from business taxes within the next year and we don't have to pay a big son (copper coins).

I didn’t expect that I, Old Man Tian, ​​would have encountered a tax-free treatment in this life. It was really a matter of smoke coming from the ancestral grave and accumulating great virtues.”

"By the way, boss, I heard that the court had already exempted commercial taxes. What did you say? Can you encounter a tax-free treatment in this life?"

"Bad, when did the court say that commercial taxes are exempted? I have never heard of them. Our family has to pay taxes every year. Those yamen runners in the tax department want to demolish our family and take them away and pay taxes."

Pei Xiaoer was silent. As far as he knew, it had been a long time since he received a copper coin on commercial tax in the Ming Dynasty. However, the commercial tax of the people was paid every year, so where did the money go? This is a question worth pondering.

After quickly eating the noodles in the bowl, Pei Xiaoer threw down a piece of silver and said no need to look for it. Just as the noodle boss thanked him for his gratitude, he left the noodle shop.
Chapter completed!