Remember me: believe me, you are definitely not the only one who has this idea, but the key is that they can't beat the anchor.
Sad**: It looks like I'm the only one who finds out that the anchor is flogging poor An Yin again...
Everyone is dead, and their bones are cold, and they are pulled out and whipped by their old enemies every few seconds. It's really pitiful.
The blue veins on Wei Ci's forehead jumped, for fear that her lord would continue to diss the generals and get out of the line to smooth things out.
"Ci has doubts. I don't know how the lord plans to streamline?"
Jiang Pengji said, "Nansheng is at a time when all the wastes are waiting to be rebuilt. There are countless deserted fields that need to be reclaimed and cultivated, and people and horses are needed everywhere. What I mean is that those disabled soldiers have received subsidies, and those who can be repatriated back to their original places are unwilling. Those who returned to their hometowns were distributed to various places to cultivate and reclaim. The regulations were modeled on the people who came to the army and lent them farm tools, cattle, and good seeds at low prices, encouraging people to restore people's livelihood everywhere."
Jiang Pengji added, "Those who are strong and have no disabilities, first ask them if they have any intention of returning to their hometown for farming. If they want to leave, they will distribute some dry food and copper coins. If they want to stay, they will be handed over to each battalion for training as a recruit. We do need a large number of young soldiers to expand our troops, but we also need them to cultivate the farmland. Otherwise, where will the food and grass imported by our army come from?”
She said it very clearly, and everyone understood her considerations, so naturally they did not object.
Feng Zhen added another sentence, "Those who are older than the age of innocence should also be sent back."
The old general was upset.
"What's the year of no confusion?"
Do you look down on the elderly group
Feng Prodigal's answer is a model of public relations.
He replied with a smile, "Most of those who are not confused are treasures, and they are wasted in the army."
The old general felt a lot more comfortable.
"Why do you say that?"
"Before enlisting in the army, most of the soldiers dealt with the fields. The older they are, the longer they have been dealing with each other, and the more experience they will naturally accumulate. If these old people with farming experience are allowed to return to the fields, they will guide the reclamation of barren fields, farming and sowing. , its value is much greater than fighting on the battlefield." Feng Zhen smiled and asked the old general, "Does the old general agree with these words?"
The old general nodded and said, "Of course."
At the end of the meeting, Jiang Pengji wrote a reply letter to Qi Guanrang, and everyone was very busy.
These soldiers can't be cut just because they say they're cut. If they stay in the barracks, they will have a bite to eat. If they leave the barracks, they might starve to death.
Jiang Pengji said that they were going to be fired. Many disabled soldiers who were captured were in a state of anxiety, and the "navy" who ate and drank and waited to die was even more dangerous. Although there was no trouble, the atmosphere in the barracks also seemed very tense, and if it was not handled properly, there would be chaos.
For this matter, of course, Yang Tao and the others were so busy hitting the back of their heads.
"It's easy to ask God to send God, but if you don't handle it properly, there will be chaos everywhere"
Yang Tao was so worried that his hair fell out a lot, and his little friend Yan Lin was also busy, so he thought about going to Li Yun for some advice.
Li Yun said, "This matter is not difficult, there is a set of regulations, General Yang can use it directly."
Only then did Yang Tao realize that Li Yun and Xie Ze were very leisurely. The soldiers and horses under their tents were all former soldiers. There were not many prisoners and new recruits, and the workload of streamlining troops was naturally not large. Yang Tao asked them for prayer, and he really found the right person.
When Jiang Pengji was in Dongqing, he established a relatively complete set of soldier retirement resettlement plan, which has been improved after years of trial.
Take this program and modify it and you can use it.
Simply reducing the number of troops will definitely not work, it will cause panic among the soldiers.
Yang Tao should publicize it well, let the soldiers know that layoffs and returning home does not mean that no one cares about them. The military camp has found opportunities for them to go back to open up wasteland and farm land. Officials can rent agricultural tools and cattle at low prices. If there is no money to rent, the government can temporarily give them credit loans, and the grain share for the first three years will be more favorable than that of the civilian army.
Jiang Pengji's welfare has always been good for those civilian troops. If you rent the government's fine seeds, cattle and farm tools, the autumn harvest will be 40% of the government's income and 60% of the people's income. If each family produces their own tools, the government will only receive 30% of the grain. , the people can leave 70%.
If these soldiers are laid off, they can lease government tools on credit, and leave 70% of the grain after the autumn harvest.
This ratio, even in a prosperous and peaceful world, can be regarded as a blessing, not to mention that it is still a troubled time.
The treatment was so generous, and the soldiers who were terrified were relieved.
What moved these soldiers even more was that Jiang Pengji also gave disabled soldiers a higher discount. For the first three years of farming, the government only received 10% of the grain. If they are physically inconvenient to farm, some jobs will give priority to them to ensure that they can survive as much as possible.
As soon as the news came out, there was a faint cry in the barracks under the night, and Yang Tao's hair was blown up.
"It's a real loss"
Yang Tao rubbed his goosebumps, trying to calm them down, and once again sighed at Jiang Pengji's way of buying people's hearts.
No wonder she dares to diss the generals and read more, it is because she makes people love and hate.
but
"It's a blessing to meet her."
Although she has a bad temper, she is indeed a kind and kind master.
The world is in her hands, and the people will be able to live a stable and prosperous life.
With a few words of emotion, Yang Tao continued to devote himself to his busy work, taking time to study and recharge by the way.
A few days later, the cold became stronger, and Yang Tao received a letter from his long-lost wife with a small footprint on it.
"Shaoyang, look at it"
Yang Tao was wearing heavy armor, and when he was walking, the armor collided and made a loud and rhythmic movement.
"Look at what?"
Yan Lin didn't lift his head.
Yang Tao cracked his mouth with a smile, and as he spoke, the white mist disappeared from his teeth.
"Footprints, your nephew's footprints are bigger... Haha, this kid grows really fast!"
Yan Lin: "…"
Yang Tao said, "In a few years, I will be able to teach him to ride horses and shoot arrows."
Yan Lin pretended to be indifferent, "It's still early."
Yang Tao thought to himself, "When he is fourteen or fifteen years old, he will be able to find a daughter-in-law for him. Which daughter-in-law do you think is better?"
Yan Lin said, "It's still early."
Yang Tao said, "It's getting late, hands and feet are slow, and good candidates have been decided."
If possible, Yang Tao wished that his son would marry him while he was still in the womb.
Yan Lin raised his brows, feeling that his little friend's mood was a little off, and asked if he was being stimulated in any way.
When I ask, I really ask a bit of gossip.
"The son of Feng Langzi's family, it is said that he will get married in two years."
When the nobles get married, preparations are usually started several years in advance, and two years are considered a hurry.
Yan Lin corrected, "That's Feng Zhen, how can you call it such a nickname?"
In a hurry to make revenge with people.
Yang Tao said, "Guess who the woman's family is?"
Yan Lin naturally did not know.
"The eldest daughter of Shangyang Feng's direct line, tsk tsk, he really took advantage of it."
Yan Lin nodded in agreement, "It's really good luck."
As long as Jiang Pengji didn't have a daughter, Changsheng, now named Feng Yu, was the most prestigious in this generation.