Jiang also quietly went to inquire about the conscription of the imperial court, and as expected, he also inquired about Mr. Jiang's plan to spend money to eliminate disasters and avoid their family's application. The prefect of Xiangcheng had close contacts with their family, and Jiang also knew it. If his grandfather opened his mouth, and then offered real gold and silver with both hands, and brought some rare treasures, the prefect would be able to handle this matter with a smile. If it were someone else's young master, he would be so happy that he would go to heaven, but when it fell on Jiang Ye, he felt so worried that his brows were about to twist into a twist.
He also thought about it, either he would go to give some gifts to the prefect first, and it would be better to do it first, but Jiang also had a little bit of money, which was a bit out of the question compared to the old man.
A few days later, in front of the yamen, as well as the notices of the market, were posted with conscription notices. Xuanguo and Suiguo have always wanted to annex each other and become the largest country. If those large and small tribes are not counted as a country, then it can be said to dominate the world. For this reason, wars are bound to come every three or five years, and the two sides are a little tired from fighting, and then it is again to negotiate peace. In recent years, Xuanguo and Suiguo have been fighting for an important city at the junction of the two countries, named Hanzhou. Hanzhou is not big, but it is close to Xuanguo, and the terrain is deep into Suiguo. If Xuanguo wants to completely annex Suiguo, then occupying Hanzhou must be the top priority.
This conscription donation is to support the war in Hanzhou.
After thinking about it, Jiang Ye has never been out of the capital, and everywhere in Xiangcheng is the scenery he has seen since he was a child. In Xiangcheng, it is a pleasure to be nagged by the old man every day.
Although Jiang Ye was a rich boy, he also spent some time practicing martial arts every day, not for anything else but to keep fit. He didn't realize how dangerous this matter of life and death was. Wei Lin's beggar was still working as a servant in his house. After he was busy with his work every day, he would come to bother him. And for some unknown reason, Jiang Ye has always been silent towards people, and he has a bad temper, but he doesn't get angry easily, but if he hears Wei Lin's voice, coupled with his beggar laughter, Jiang will immediately get angry.
"What's bothering you, eldest young master? Just laugh."
Just thinking about it, Wei Lin entered his room with a bowl of ginseng soup.
"Get out."
"Little one, this is to bring ginseng soup to the young master!"
"Understood, you can go out."
"Don't, it's cold outside, let's talk about two taels of silver?"
"Get out, get out, get out!"
"I'm not afraid that the young master will be bored?"
"You are the most boring."
Jiang also had a cold face. Wei Lin's ginseng soup had already been brought to him, and as soon as the lid was opened, the hot air rose up. He looked at the ginseng soup, his mind was full of troubles, and he had nowhere to say that his compatriot Jiang Mun was still hanging out with people every day, and rarely at home during the day. Thinking of this, Jiang also suddenly stretched out his hand to Wei Lin.
Wei Lin didn't know what he meant: "What the hell?"
"silver."
"Does the eldest young master still care about two taels of silver? Is it okay to have an IOU?"
"Get out if you don't have any money."
"I owe it first, I owe it first." Wei Lin said with a grin, Jiang also glanced at him, only to see those eyes squinting slightly with a smile, curved like a crescent moon.
His temper had nowhere to go, so Jiang also tasted the ginseng soup. In winter, drinking a bowl of hot food made him feel comfortable.
"After winter, did you go out to beg again?"
"Don't you beg for beating?" Wei Lin didn't consider himself an outsider at all, grabbed the chair in the hall, moved it to the table, and sat down.
"I can do it for you if you want to beat me."
"I can thank you!"
"You came to me again, you really want to beg for a fight." Jiang also glared at him, "You have hands and feet, and you have to beg for food. It's a waste of food to live."
"Begging is also life, and work is also life." Wei Lin said, "The young master obviously has money to enjoy himself, but he wants to go to war, isn't he being cheap?"
"I give you a chance to reorganize the language."
"... Is that young master really going to join the army?" Seeing that Jiang's expression was not very good, Wei Lin immediately changed his mind and said something else. After getting along for the past few days, Wei Lin has long known that this young master Jiang has a bad temper and likes to beat people. He is afraid of advocating force. In addition, he seems to want to apply for the recruitment. Maybe he is a master who kills without blinking an eye.
"It's up to me to go or not."
"You have long legs, you can't help me. Or do you have such long legs as a decoration? God,