"Guan Yue, you read a lot of books, how much land can we exchange for this time with just a few credits?" Zhao Junjun did not see Guan Yue's disappointment, he only thought about whether he could have more land at home.
Guan Yue was not jealous. He could not be jealous of his contribution to the mountain of corpses and bloody battles. Looking at Zhao Junjun, who had never read a book among the crowd and did not mention any military practices at home, he handed him the water bag as if to please.
, took it over easily.
Pulling out the cork, he cried stupidly just now. His throat was a little itchy, and he was already used to the leather-scented water. He drank two mouthfuls of water, cleared his throat, and said: "Our Anbei Mansion just finished the war last year.
There is a shortage of people everywhere. There are two ways to take credit for this time. One is to stay on the north bank, and the other is to go to the south bank. There must be some honorary officers, and casual officers will not be designated. There are quite a few vacant officers now, and there are also casual officers.
There is no place for you, so you can only be awarded by the official. I really envy you for jumping over a big hurdle."
"Gugu..." Guan Yue's stomach growled, and he was anxious to come back to save people. He hadn't eaten anything since last night, and his mouth was dry and his stomach was hungry. Fortunately, they were all brothers who slept together, so he didn't feel any embarrassment.
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"To be more specific, I still don't understand! Here, I'm afraid I didn't eat anything on the way." Zhao Junjun couldn't tell these things clearly, and took out the dried wolf meat made by Su Ce in his arms and handed it to Guan Yue.
During the days when Guan Yue caught the meat and guarded the Beacon Fort, Zhao Junjun always pestered himself and Su Ce to learn to write, and he was the closest person to him.
After eating the meat like a jujube, he drank two gulps of water to finish his stomach. He continued: "I also guessed it. Stay on the north bank. Commander Sui will be promoted to the commander of the upper garrison under the eighth rank and promoted to the commander of the fifth rank.
Captains, the four of you will be promoted to the rank of garrison commanders below the ninth rank, and you will be added to the rank of flying cavalry captains from the sixth rank."
Guan Yue thought about the corresponding official ranks and then said: "Go to the south bank. There is no shortage of people to guard the city. Then only the Anbei army is left. Those from the north bank who return to the south bank will lower their ranks and bring more troops.
The Sui Commander is far away from the school captain, so he should be promoted to the eighth-rank brigade commander and promoted to the fifth-ranked cavalry captain. The four of you should be promoted to the ninth-ranked captain and the sixth-rank flying cavalry captain.
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"Then this sixth-grade man is bigger than the county magistrate!" Zhao Junjun shouted.
This time, without waiting for Guan Yue to answer, Zhou Zheng continued: "Honored officials are not as good as scattered officials. That is, the family will grant Yongye land. A sixth-grade Feiqiwei can be allocated eighty acres of Yongye land, plus
Let's choose one hectare of permanent land granted by Feng, which is one hundred and ten acres of land. Ordinary people only have twenty acres of permanent land, and eighty acres of divided land. What we can pass on to our children and grandchildren is only twenty acres of permanent land.
This is real permanent land, and it can all be passed down to future generations."
Zhou Zheng finished counting the Yongye fields with his fingers, and then started to calculate the salary: "The ninth-grade monthly salary is one thousand and fifty yuan, food and materials are two hundred and fifty yuan, miscellaneous expenses are two hundred yuan, plus the monthly salary of the honorary officer Fei Qiwei."
The salary is 3,900 yuan, so this is 5,400 yuan."
"Hey, that's so much money!" Zhao Junjun started to get silly and happy.
Liu Sanlang was afraid of a slap in the face of Zhao Junjun, who was smiling foolishly. He rubbed the beard on his lips in a show-off manner and said in an old-fashioned way: "You don't understand. After giving out so much money, it seems like a lot, and there won't be much left."
Seeing that everyone's attention was turned to him, Liu Sanlang continued: "If you have a rank, you will be an official. If you don't go back to the military camp at night, you have to rent a yard. A ninth rank can make two servants, and a regular soldier can have a horse."
, you can’t raise this horse by yourself, right? The monthly salary of a servant is 300, and a groom is 600. The small courtyard in Anbei Mansion has a monthly salary of 3,030 yuan, and there is still 3,030 yuan left. Raise a war horse, and the fine materials are 300 yuan a day, and you have your own.
When it comes to food and clothing expenses, how much money will be left over when colleagues treat guests to dinner? You have to be careful not to put any money into it."
Well, as soon as Zhou Zheng's words came out, Guan Yue suddenly felt that it was good to be a soldier. He didn't have to worry about anything when he lived in the military camp. He didn't catch up with this battle, but he would be rewarded for his merits. First, there was twenty-five pieces of gold as a reward. Although There is no rank, but if you have indeed made meritorious service, you will be rewarded for your merits. When you are in the army, you will not take credit for your merits. Secondly, you can step up from the rank of soldier to the rank of sergeant, and then go up to the rank of captain or commander.
Guan Feng soldiers, Guan garrison soldiers, Shou Zhuolang, and Anbei army all have their own ranks as soldiers.
Pawn, Bing, Lang, Jun, here Jun is also called Zhengjun and Sergeant, which are the names for the elite in the army. They have different names, different statuses, and different treatments.
Soldiers are provided with food, soldiers are provided with vegetables, soldiers are provided with meat, soldiers are provided with wine, and the army is provided with wine. The daily rations are richer and richer each time. One hundred coins for soldiers, two hundred coins for soldiers, three hundred coins for warriors, and five hundred coins for soldiers. Basically, they do not leave the military camp. Under certain circumstances, the monthly salary can also be saved.
Each of the five young men had their own plans, and it felt like a poor man suddenly became rich.
Su Ce also thought about his family. Including his family's current Yongye field, there were six hectares of land in total. The Su family did not farm, so 480 acres were Yongye field.
Renting Yongtiao, after calculation, there are only three people in the family, not including oneself. If they lose to Yongdong, each person must pay six feet of silk to offset the labor, plus the two feet of silk and three liang of cotton, and the three people have to pay twenty feet of silk and three liang of cotton. A piece of silk is four feet long, and a piece of silk is worth a dou of rice. If it is converted into rice, it is five dou of rice.
Yongye field is rented to tenants, and the rent is two dou of rice per mu, which is ninety-six shi of rice for the whole year. The tax of 40 rupees, plus five dou of rice, is only three shi of rice.
This was the first time for Su Ce to count the family's land. The Su family was still a small landowner, so he didn't feel worried because the family had enough food.
The man is away from home, not to mention the hard work, but a letter from home is worth tens of thousands of dollars. Thinking of this, Su Ce quickly asked Guan Yue if the letter he had written from home had been delivered to the inn. Guan Yue looked embarrassed and said there was no need to ask anymore. He looked at From Guan Yue's expression, he also knew that the boy had forgotten to send a letter home.
"Junjun, beat me hard, harder, Ge and I have been fighting for half our lives here, but you kid ran back without even sending me my letter." Zhou Zheng used accents from various places, and he seemed to be in a hurry. .
"Stop fighting, stop fighting!" Su Ce quickly stopped Zhao Junjun.
"Su Ce, don't stop me. If you want to beat him up, I'll make room for you!" Su Ce listened to Zhao Junjun's words and really suspected that the kid's head was smashed last night.
Liu Sanlang silently pushed Su Ce and Zhao Junjun away, and said to Zhou Zheng: "Take off the leather armor, Junjun, you melon skin baby, don't your hands hurt?"
Five young men were playing around on the high platform. Under the high platform, the garrison soldiers were divided into two waves. One wave was divided into two groups and dragged the body of the barbarian to a depression two miles away. The old soldiers who have guarded the fort know the location of the depression. By the way, they will be disposed of together with the corpses in the depression.
Another wave of garrison soldiers were looking for all combustibles on the grassland, cutting down shrubs and dead grass.
Bundles of tinder were thrown on the pile of corpses in the depression. This was to be burned. Otherwise, if the snow melted, the beacon fort in the creek would be too smelly to stay there, so these corpses had to be disposed of quickly.
With the fire, the stench, and the billowing black smoke, no one wanted to see this purgatory-like scene.
Tong Xi urged everyone to pack their things, leaving a group of eleven people to temporarily stay at the Xiaohe Beacon Fort. Someone would come over later to continue guarding.
As for the six people from Beacon Fort, they followed him back to the fort.
Black smoke blackened half of the sky, and the cavalry's horses hooves shook back the slush. Su Ce looked back and saw the laughter, laughter and curses of him and his colleagues at the Xiaohe Beacon Fort, as well as the hell-like killings in the night.
The world is always similar, cruelty and beauty are always intertwined!