Chapter One Hundred and Twenty-Three Heaven with Land and Women
"Ten acres of paid land. Those who are unable to work will have someone to farm it for them. They will be exempted from taxes for thirty years..." Li Laomen's face was still weak and pale. He turned his one hand over and over and held a piece of paper covered with "Min King".
I looked at the piece of paper with the bright red seal "Prince Crown Prince", and looked at it again and again. The pain of my broken arm seemed to be ignored, and I just muttered to myself.
Zhu Yongxing brought not only morale, hope and victory to the Ming army, but also changes and additions in medical treatment methods. Hot irons to stop bleeding or disinfection, suturing wounds, pepper salt water, high-alcohol sterilization, and maggots for ulcers... some of them were Zhu Yongxing's.
Some of these creations have existed since ancient times, but there were very few military doctors in the army at that time, and they did not pay enough attention to rescue.
We don’t expect highly skilled trauma doctors. Soldiers with quick hands and feet and smart brains can also master those simple treatment methods after a few days of training. Although the techniques of these guys are really unflattering, and the stitched wounds are all twisted.
It’s horrific; despite using these primitive and simple methods for treatment, nearly half of the seriously injured will still lose their lives; even though some of the treatment processes are extremely painful for the wounded, the heart-rending howls make people feel like they are being slaughtered
field……
But it is undeniable that before the invention of anesthetics, these horrifying scenes were normal. Moreover, there were indeed many wounded who were destined to die in the past who saved their lives, and half of their arms were cut off in the battle.
Li Laomen was one of the lucky ones. He did not die of excessive blood loss on the battlefield, was not pained to death during the operation, and survived the infection period (which was the most common at the time). It is said that he was unlucky.
Neither agreed.
But now, Li Laomeng still doesn't feel how lucky he is, at least he still has doubts. Although one hand is gone, although he can still take care of himself and do ordinary labor, it still clouds his future life.
There is a layer of shadow. There are also the salary land and the meritorious field. The ten acres of land are used as military pay, and the ten acres of land are used as merit rewards. It seems to be a lot, but it is not a painting. How much is possible to realize it?
?
Twenty acres of land, a cow, a few thatched houses, a wife, and a few children... This used to be Li Laomen's highest ideal. But the war is far away, either marching or fighting, which is even more difficult to endure.
After passing through hardships and hardships, the longings of the past have long been forgotten. All that is left is to think about how to survive and how to live longer.
Now, Li Laomen gently raised his handless arm, looked at it, and showed an unspeakable bitter smile. He has become a cripple and is about to retire from the army. The salary land and the merit field have brought back those long-lasting memories.
hope.
The tent curtain was raised, and several Ming army soldiers walked in. They were all his best friends, and they greeted him with a smile.
"Old Men'er, what's going on?"
"It looks like I can't die, that's a good thing!"
"I told you that Lao Men'er has a tough life, but you still don't believe me."
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When Mr. Li saw his friend, he immediately put aside his tangled thoughts and responded with a smile.
"Rate land tickets, and meritorious fields -" A Ming army soldier snatched the piece of paper from Lao Men's hand, swept it casually, and waved it in his hand while shouting, "Twenty acres of land, Lao Men'er
Now I don’t have to worry about eating and drinking.”
"You don't have to worry about eating and drinking, it's not a matter of not having a shadow." Mr. Li shook his head and said nonchalantly: "I look like this, I can make a living, and if I don't leave it alone, I will burn a lot of money."
"Why do you say it is so pitiful?" A soldier with a scar on his face laughed and said, "You didn't listen to the missionary officer's talk about the benefits of Annan. There is waste land everywhere, let alone ten or twenty acres.
That's as much as you want. I heard that there has been a war there for decades, almost all the men died, but a lot of women were caught."
"Yes, yes." A Ming army soldier was full of excitement and rushed to add: "Because there are few men, those Annan women have to rob them if they want to get married, and they rob men when they see them. Old Men'er, be careful
, when you get to Annan, don’t let others rob your house to go to the wedding hall to get married!”
"That's nonsense. Someone like me is still snatching it?" Mr. Li laughed heartily and raised his disabled arm for everyone to see.
"Isn't it just that you are missing one hand? Isn't the one below you still functional?" The scar-faced soldier teased with a smirk: "Otherwise, if the woman who snatches the bride is beautiful, don't resist and just follow her.
We can go."
"That's right, don't be bored when the time comes. Get a few beautiful ones first. I heard Annan women are very capable. If you raise a few wives, you won't have to worry about farming."
Several Ming soldiers joked around, expressing their expectations and longings. On the other hand, they comforted Li Laomong and diluted his sadness after being disabled.
"Is it really that good?" Li Laomeng didn't believe it at first, but now he was a little shaken.
"Is there any truth in what His Highness said?" A Ming army officer who looked like a young officer said with certainty: "We will set off with the team tomorrow to Annan. You don't know, those who are temporarily staying behind will return to Zhao.
The soldiers commanded by His Highness the King are extremely jealous!"
"So, we are all going to Annan, can we meet often?" Mr. Li was happy. He had acquaintances, and he would not be lonely when he arrived in Annan.
"That's natural." The scar-faced soldier chuckled, patted Mr. Li Meng's shoulder lightly, and said, "The missionary officer said that you disabled veterans must first tell your wives to start a family. What about us?
, but you still have to wait for a while. Old Men'er, you are a blessing in disguise. I didn't expect that I would have to drink the wedding wine of you, Meng Gourd, first."
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Is it that good? Liu Zuochen, director of the Mission Department, picked up the materials written by Zhu Yongxing and read them again, and he was very confused. Going east to Annan is not like fighting to gain a foothold, it is as simple as an armed march. Fields, women
, these are indeed very tempting to soldiers, but I don’t know whether they are true or false.
Hey, who cares, His Highness writes like this, and I teach like this. Liu Zuochen smiled bitterly, carefully collected the materials, and put them in a box for storage.
As a civil servant and the Minister of Household Affairs, Liu Zuochen's knowledge is naturally good. The Mission and Education Department is a newly created department by Zhu Yongxing. Even Liu Zuochen is not clear about the rank of the director and how much authority he has. He just saw Zhu Yongxing.
He worked hard and saw the Ming army regaining its strength. He was touched in his heart, so he endured the looks of others and took the initiative to assume this position.
Although the country needs the army in times of crisis, the status of soldiers is very low, and they are even looked down upon by civilian officials. After Liu Zuochen became the director, he dealt with soldiers all day long, and immediately became an alien in the eyes of civilian officials. They scolded him for being degrading and disgraceful...