The military and the government reached a consensus, and the government immediately posted a notice. Due to the need to defend the city, 7,000 households within 300 steps of the city wall were demolished, causing heavy losses to the civilians. The government announced that,
First, the government still recognizes the property rights of homeowners; second, for the losses suffered by the people, the government will give each household 50 guan as compensation for reconstruction.
This is an unprecedented first time. Although fifty guan is not enough to make up for all the losses, it is an attitude of the government after all, and there are 7,000 households with 50 guan each, which means 350,000 guan.
The Internal Affairs Hall will definitely not approve this amount of money, and Chen Qing does not want the treasury to bear this amount of money.
Then there is only one way, after the war is over, use war dividends to pay for it. Of course, the treasury can advance the money first and compensate the displaced people first.
At noon, after Chen Qing inspected the warehouse, he returned to the military camp and walked into the big tent. He was stunned. His tent was neatly packed, the bedding was folded when he got up, and the remaining tea in the tea cup was washed.
Once it's clean, the soldiers usually won't clean up his sleeping tent, he has to clean it up himself.
With a sudden start, he saw a slender figure flashing past the inner tent, "Who is it?" Chen Qing walked over, but unexpectedly saw a pretty girl hiding behind the curtain, looking a little nervous.
"It's you!"
Chen Qing immediately recognized her. She was Yao Mei, the girl who blocked the street in Shanyang County to complain. He hadn't seen her for several days. Her face was much rosier, she looked more pure and beautiful, and her big black and white eyes were particularly moving.
"What are you doing here?" Chen Qingxiao asked.
Yao Mei knelt down and said with tears in her eyes: "Your Highness saved my father and brother's life, but I can't repay you for it. I, the little girl, am willing to give myself to you to repay Your Highness for your great kindness!"
Chen Qing laughed dumbly. As long as he was willing, there were many women who wanted to commit themselves to him.
Chen Qing sat down on the bed and asked with a smile: "How old are you?"
Yao Mei bit her lip and whispered, "I'll be sixteen after the New Year."
"You're not even sixteen yet. You're too young. You're not old enough to commit yourself to someone else. Let's wait until you are eighteen years old before we talk about committing yourself to someone else!"
"I'm not young anymore, I can prove it to you."
After saying that, she started to unbutton her blouse. Chen Qing was shocked and thought he was joking, but she took it seriously.
"Don't mess around!"
Chen Qing left a word and walked out of the tent. Yao Mei stood there in despair, at a loss.
After walking out of the tent, Chen Qing shouted loudly: "Wu Duo!"
Wu Duo was his deputy commander and was responsible for his personal safety. He saw a tall general running over in a panic, "Please give me your orders, Your Highness!"
"What happened to the woman in my tent?"
Wu Duo scratched his head and said, "She was brought here by the prefect of Yelu. His Highness will stay in Datong Mansion until after the Chinese New Year, so the prefect of Yelu asked her to serve His Highness in his daily life. We all know Miss Yao, she is a nice person, and we also feel that Your Highness
There should be a maid by your side to comb His Highness's hair, wash his feet, etc., and serve His Highness in daily life. The Princess also told us the same, and asked us to find a maid for His Highness locally."
I've been fussing for a long time because I'm overthinking it. She's just here to be a maid. That's not right! How can I commit myself to being a maid?
Chen Qing thought for a while and walked back to the tent, only to see Yao Mei squatting in the corner wiping tears!
"Come here, I have something to ask you."
Chen Qing sat down on the chair. After a while, Yao Mei walked back slowly and stood in front of Chen Qing with her head lowered.
"Does your family know that you come to my place to do something?"
Yao Mei nodded, "They all agree."
"What do you agree with? Tell me clearly, do you agree with you being a maid and serving me in my daily life, or do you agree with me as a maid?"
"It's just someone's own idea of agreeing to me being a maid and committing myself to it."
Chen Qing glanced at her and said: "Let me tell you clearly, I need a maid here to take care of my daily life, tidy up the room, comb my hair, wash clothes, etc., but it is not a promise of my body. If you
If you want to stay, you can only be a maid, do you understand?"
Yao Mei nodded silently, and Chen Qing smiled and said: "My identity is here. If you want to commit yourself to me, the princess must agree. This is the rule of the palace."
Yao Mei's pretty eyes lit up, and Chen Qing immediately killed her hope, "Don't think too much, even if I agree to give you my life, it will be after you are eighteen years old, and now you will be a messenger honestly
Girl, I’ll give you a hundred cents a day as a reward.”
"I don't want any reward, and dad will scold me for being ignorant."
"Everyone around me is paid, so don't make it special. My soldiers have military salaries, and the maids and servants in my house are paid. Even my wives, concubines, and children are paid every month.
Money, and myself, each one’s salary is one hundred and eighty yuan, everyone has money to do things, why should you be special?”
"Okay! I just want my wages, but can you give me a little more?"
Chen Qing laughed loudly, "Then it's settled, one hundred and fifty cents per day, no more. Any more will break the rules."
Five guan per month was the salary of Chen Qing's wife and concubines as personal maids. Yao Mei had just arrived and could not compare with them, so she had to pay a little less.
But four or five hundred cents a month is definitely a high salary in Datong Mansion. Only a big restaurant owner can have such a high income.
"Hey! I'm going to bring food to His Highness."
Yao Mei ran away happily. In fact, Yao Mei was also very conflicted. On the one hand, she was only fifteen years old after all, and was not yet sixteen years old, so she was not mentally prepared to sleep with her body. On the other hand, she was grateful to King Yong for saving her.
Her father and brother were willing to give her body to him. Two thoughts were fighting in her mind. Now that His Highness knew that she did not need to apologize, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
After dinner, Yao Mei cooked tea for Chen Qing outside the tent. After waiting for a while, there was no movement. Chen Qing felt strange. He got up and walked out of the tent, only to see her adding salt, cheese and other condiments to the tea.
"What are you doing?" Chen Qing asked in surprise.
Yao Mei blinked her big black and white eyes, "Sencha!"
Chen Qing came to his senses and asked with a smile: "Do you have to put all kinds of seasonings and cheese in the sencha here?"
"Yes! It usually takes half an hour for the milk to be fragrant. I'm afraid that Your Highness will be impatient, so I can only make it simple."
Isn't this just making milk tea? But Chen Qing doesn't like salt in milk tea, so adding sugar is just fine.
Chen Qing smiled slightly and said, "Do you know how to make tea in the Central Plains way? You don't put anything in it, just water and tea."
Yao Mei blushed and said, "I know how to do it. My uncle taught me, but I just forgot."
"It doesn't matter. Let's try the Datong milk tea you made today. Remember from now on, just use water and tea."
"I see!"
Chen Qing turned around and went back, Yao Mei secretly stuck out her tongue, and made a joke by making tea for the first time today.
Chen Qing came to Datong this time to inspect the defense situation, and to reward the troops and boost morale. He spent the New Year with the soldiers in Datong Prefecture before going back, which meant that he would stay in Datong Prefecture for more than 20 years.
sky.
Ten days before the New Year, a heavy snowstorm swept across the grassland again, and Datong Prefecture was once again covered by heavy snow, turning it into a snowy world.
It was dark that day, and Chen Qing was pushed awake by Yao Mei, "Your Highness, wake up!"
"When did it happen?" Chen Qing felt a splitting headache. Not only his headache, but his whole body was in pain.
"It's almost dawn, and the soldiers have something to report."
"Let him come in and pour me some hot water."
Chen Qing struggled to sit up, and Yao Mei quickly supported him. She felt that His Highness's body was very hot, and touched his forehead, "Oh! His forehead is hot, Your Highness is sick."
"Get ill?"
The illness in Chen Qing's memory was far away. He only remembered that he was shot in the thigh by Wanyan Huonv with an arrow, which made him uncomfortable for more than ten days. He never got sick again.
He touched his forehead and found it was a little hot. What's going on? Why did he suddenly become ill?
Yao Mei put a thick cotton coat on him and said, "I'm going to call a doctor right now!"
"Let the soldiers come in first, and then tell Wu Duo to go find a military doctor. You don't need to go."
Yao Mei agreed and went out. Not long after, soldiers came into the tent and reported, "Your Highness, General Yan has captured two enemy spies from the grassland."
"I understand, let them interrogate first and report to me later."
"I humbly obey the order!" The soldiers retreated.
Suffering from a severe headache and severe pain from the arrow wound on his thigh, Chen Qing couldn't bear it anymore and lay down again. At this time, Yao Mei hurried into the tent with the military doctor.