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1026, the butt is full of shit

Yang Fan glanced at them coldly and said, "Since everyone has come, let's talk about the next step. Since the city has been surrounded, the following are the dispatch of troops to attack the city..."

Before Yang Fan finished speaking, Man Gui suddenly said, "Brother Dingyuan, I think that now is not the time to attack the city and distribute it. There is another important problem that has not been solved. If Brother Dingyuan cannot solve it for his brothers, I am afraid that when the brothers attack the city, they will be powerless."

Although Yang Fan was very upset when he was interrupted, he still looked at him with a warm face and said, "General Man, if you have any problems, just say it."

"The soldiers in our Shanxi Town have been owing military pay since last year. It has been eighteen months since today. The brothers have no rice at home. It is said that the emperor is not too hungry. If the problem of owing wages is not solved, I am afraid that the people below will not work hard."

When Zhang Shize heard Man Gui say that he wanted to solve the problem of owing wages, he became very angry. Now no one knows the financial difficulties of the court. That army was not owing huge wages, and this time the emperor sent troops, and paid the money to levy the money.

I went to Xinghe Money House account, but I didn’t go to the Ministry of Revenue.

The Ministry of Revenue was so angry that he jumped up and down and cursed. 30% of the float was not a routine, and this time it was broken. Not only did they feel guilty about money, but they were also afraid of making a bad start. In the future, wouldn’t it be a big way for civil servants to break up an important financial path?

"Before the start of the expedition, did your Majesty get the money for you? One person has three taels of silver, you have ten thousand cavalry, and Your Majesty issues 30,000 taels. This money is the Xinghe Money House, and the Ministry of Revenue has not drifted a penny." Zhang Shize said angrily.

Everyone can understand that this is a routine operation that must be done every few years since Emperor Xuanzong. Some aim to expel the superiors, some give in to the treatment, and some simply avoid the war.

However, if the money is in place, even if it cannot be reissue all, the officers and soldiers will still buy it, and it will definitely not be endless. Man Gui and others have already taken His Majesty's silver, and it would be too much for him to come out and ask Yang Fan to make up for the owed wages.

Man Gui glared at him and said, "Young Master, don't talk nonsense. The soldiers of our Shanxi Town are not comparable to those of you who are rich and well-off. We have poor families and small businesses, and if we have less firewood, we have no need to cook. Driving is the money for driving, and owing wages is the money for owing wages. Killing enemies is the money for killing enemies. How can we mess around?"

Zhang Shize suddenly became angry. He hated others calling him a young master the most.

He is on his own strength, not on the British Duke's Mansion.

Indeed, as usual, before the Ming army fought, the first thing was to make up for the owed wages, and the amount of compensation was to depend on the financial situation. The second thing was to issue silver for distribution. The third was to obtain reward silver.

If you pay for the owed wages, you have to make up for some. The amount of money you usually have to pay is about three taels of silver, which is divided according to the head of a real Tartar. If you behead a real Tartar, it will be fifty taels of silver and cash it on the spot.

Or give up the money and you can be promoted to a higher level. The soldier wins a real Tartar head and is promoted to the sergeant commander. Another head and is promoted to a small flag. And so on.

Mangui himself is like this, the commander, the small flag, the general flag, the test of hundreds of households, hundreds of households, the deputy ones, thousands of households... He has been promoted all the way.

However, this is a normal situation, and we must also consider the current special situation. The finances of the imperial court are already so difficult. Except for Yuandudu, Jiubian, who can get military pay, basically no one else has been seen.

At this time, it was very difficult for the emperor to use his own money.

As soon as Man Gui made a fuss, the generals and guerrillas in the tent were yelling, saying that they were so poor that they could not survive. They almost beat the whole family and begged along the street.

Suddenly, the civil strife in the big tent was like the vegetable market.

Yang Fan waited for them to vent without saying a word and slowly calmed down.

"General Man, how many soldiers and horses are there under your command?" Yang Fan looked at him and asked.

Man Gui looked at Yang Fan's eyes and suddenly felt guilty for no reason. Then, he thought that it was natural to ask for a salary, and there was nothing to be afraid of. The same is true for the emperor to come.

He immediately raised his chest again and said loudly, "I have about 10,000 troops under my command."

Yang Fan asked, "More than 10,000, or just 10,000."

What is the actual number of people."

When Man Gui was asked, he suddenly got stuck. He suddenly didn't know how to answer. In fact, he really didn't know. He only knew the approximate number of people under his command.

"You don't even know how many people you have under your command, how do you be the general?" Yang Fan scolded.

Man Gui suddenly realized that Yang Fan deliberately made his ugly appearance in front of everyone. His face turned red and said loudly: "Dingyuan Bo, do you know how many people there are in the Beijing camp."

There is no so-called digital management in this era, and it is normal to have less than single digits of soldiers accurately.

When the army gathers, people die unexpectedly every day, such as those who die of illness, those who are not in time for food supply, those who are starved to death, those who are beaten to death, those who are murdered, those who are fleeing, those who are missing, those who defect, those who are fortifications, digging trenches, and trees cut, accidents may cause casualties.

Therefore, the number of people is just a dynamic number floating in the interval. No one can clearly grasp it in real time. In fact, I don’t bother paying attention to it so clearly.

Man Gui decided that Yang Fan also didn't know how many troops there were in the Jingying camp. Because the Jingying was a famous mud, no one could understand it.

There are all kinds of dark stories inside, and interests are inextricably linked, which can move the whole body.

"Before the Beijing Camp started, the actual soldiers were 87,145. As of last night, a total of 6,875 casualties were killed or killed." Yang Fan waved his hand, and the secretary held the information and placed it on the case.

Yang Fan said, "I can gather the 50,000 Beijing camps here immediately. The actual number of their people is 47,511. You can count the number of people in each camp. One less one, and I will make up for all the owed wages for you."

It was a bang, and there was a lot of discussion below.

Unexpectedly, Dingyuan Bo really pays attention to casualties and casualties every day.

Man Gui was stunned. People really knew that he was sitting on the wax now.

Yang Fan asked, "How many wives does General Man have?"

"I will have one wife and five concubines in the end." Man Gui said subconsciously.

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Do you know very well how many wives you have? But you can't even explain how many soldiers you have. You are such a bad guy."

Suddenly, there was a burst of laughter below.

Mangui's face was flushed, and he wanted to find a crack in the ground to get into it.

"Brother Dingyuan, don't change the topic. In short, I will not command them if I don't pay my brothers."

Yang Fan smiled and said, "Distribute pay, pay. Have you really paid all the money for the opening."

Man Gui immediately roared like a cat with a trampled tail, "Our army's silver is naturally sent as much as possible, and every officer and soldier has taken it."
Chapter completed!
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