Chapter 200 The actual situation at the grassroots level

"Zhang Baihu, you are right. If that day comes, you can only use the same number of red cannons to fight against the opponent..." Yang Jing came to a conclusion, but this was in the 20th century. It is only the seventeenth century now, and the power of this cannon is too far apart. It is a bit too early to ask this question.

"Shangba said yes, Shangba said yes..." Zhang Weiyi couldn't help flattering. When the Shangba agreed with his words, it means that if he was right, Shangba must have a good impression of him.

"Zhang Baihu, how is his life?" After Yang Jie asked the city defense, he decided to ask about his life. I think that in the future, I will care about the lives of grassroots officers and soldiers, but it is a fine tradition of our party!

Speaking of life, Zhang Baihu's face was a little embarrassed. The salary of the Ming Dynasty was so low. If you live by your salary alone, the high-ranking officials in the court could not support themselves, let alone ordinary soldiers. Therefore, it is common for civil officials to embezzle and generals to eat empty amounts.

"After the matter, everything is good, everything is good..." Zhang Weiyi would never dare to talk to this "noble" about the low treatment of officers and soldiers. Once he talked about this matter, the entire civil and military officialdom would have a corruption and a vacancy. Once this "noble" reported the situation to the emperor truthfully, how could he bear it now? Not even a thunderbolt? You must know that it was said by his small household that he was really the world, but there was no place to stand!

Yang Jing did not ask what the real situation was. After thinking about it, he had to suppress the hundred households, otherwise, he would not be able to draw any actual situation from him.

"That's how you fool me? What does everything mean? What's the good thing? Let's talk about it." Yang Jingwei stared at the hundred-household household.

Zhang Weiyi felt pressure that he had never felt before. This pressure was much greater than that given by his boss, a thousand households. Zhang Weiyi took a few breaths and said, "It's not a small lie to tell a lie. This emperor is wise and pitying soldiers. The treatment given by the soldiers is much better than before, so this day is quite good." Zhang Baihu held it in for a long time and said this.

Yang Jing was puzzled. When did he treat the soldiers well? If you want to treat them well, the soldiers here have paid a lot of military pay, but the soldiers in the capital have not paid out any more cents.

"Oh? How do you say this?" Yang Jing asked in confusion. Could it be that the corruption in the Ming Dynasty has improved because he became the emperor? Do he have such great charm?

"Your Majesty, you have heard of it. It is said that Your Majesty has made an agreement with all civil and military officials. If this is not allowed, it will not be investigated within 30%. If this is more than 30%, it will not be punished within 30%. Once it is discovered, it will be severely punished! Therefore, now, the gains of this soldier are much better than before. There are always concerns, right? Besides, it will not be investigated within 30%. This is a great kindness. Why should anyone be ungrateful and be bored with nothing? You said, right? So, it is all blessings from the Emperor!..." Zhang Weiyi is also a wise man. He saw that this must have a good relationship with the emperor, so he said some good things about the emperor.

Yang Jing was depressed enough. He really seemed to have made this agreement with his ministers. When he was the emperor, he seemed to have said that he would not pursue within 30% of the time and that the rest must be distributed to the soldiers. Unexpectedly, someone would still listen to his words! Yang Jing was a little proud of his words when he heard Zhang Weiyi's words.

"This? There is indeed such a thing, but just verbally speaking, Your Majesty understands the hardship of being a soldier, and also understands that the salary is indeed a little lower, so this is why it is happening. However, can it really be 70% of the hands of ordinary soldiers?" Yang Jing asked.

This time, Zhang Weiyi patted his chest and promised, "Back to the old man, this, the young man can guarantee the guarantee. The young man has only one hundred people. He used to be one stone a month for food and salary, but now he is actually paid seven dou. If the young man doesn't believe this, he can ask the young man, and the young man will never dare to lie."

Qi Dou? Yang Jing roughly knew that the Ming Dynasty had about 100 kilograms of grain, and these seven dou were almost 10 kilograms. This 10 kilograms of grain might just be able to support a few people in his family. However, people cannot just eat food, wear clothes, housing, and other expenses.

"By the way, what else can you get besides food?" Yang Jing asked again. This was a good opportunity to meet a low-level officer who was on the front line of defense. This was much more than those ministers in the court.

"In addition to food and salary, you can also get one or two kilograms of salt every month, and you can also get fat coats every five years. I won't mention weapons and weapons. You will have them. You can also get some money, salary, etc. during the Chinese New Year and the holidays from time to time... At this time, you're more affordable..." Zhang Weiyi looked happy.

Why did Yang Jing feel that from Zhang Weiyi's mouth, it sounds like all the soldiers guarding the city are doing well! There are food, salt, new clothes in a few years, and extra income for the New Year and the Festival. According to him, the simple thing about joining the army is to live in heaven! There is no worries about food and drink.

Yang Jingjing was skeptical and said, "Is this true?"

Zhang Weiyi replied: "Reply to the top, this is absolutely true! This has always been so common. How can a young man lie?"

Yang Jing felt that this was even more unreliable, and it has always been like this? But in history, I have never heard of how high the military salary of the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were.

"Butler, ask someone to call Zhang Baihu's subordinates. I have something to ask." Yang Jing stared at the Baihu. Although his clothes were a bit old, they were still decent. They were not covered in clothes, patches, or anything else, and they looked like a decent officer. Considering that they were a Baihu and an officer, they couldn't see anything. They should be observed from his hands, so that they should get first-hand information. When they came up with the idea, they knew that just saying it was true.

When he heard that this superior was so domineering, he dared to instruct his soldiers without his consent. What is this? To be honest, this is suspected of rebellion! Any soldiers who have been mobilized on a large scale must pass through the Ministry of War and the Emperor. "Privately" the dispatch of troops is a big taboo in the court! He wants to behead his head and confiscate his family and exterminate his clan! Zhang Weiyi was stunned. Under the pressure from the superior, he dared not say a word to persuade the superior. He was also worried about the "Privately" mobilizing troops. If anyone exposes this matter and is caught by others, he will not even be considered a hundred households! However, Zhang Weiyi has been vigorously trying several times and has never had the courage to say things that cannot be transferred.

Wang Chengen immediately commanded the "bodyguards" to do business after receiving the emperor's letter. Among the emperor's bodyguards, there were Qianhu, who received the emperor's orders, and immediately commanded Zhang Baihu's subordinates, saying that they were very angry and did not hesitate. He called Zhang Baihu's subordinates, and said that they would not even speak out. Although there were officers like the general flag and the small flag, they were in charge of the Jinyiwei Qianhu's waist tag, and they claimed that they would depend on their situation. Moreover, their boss, Zhang Baihu, also stood in front of the man, and did not even dare to trick him. He would have no intention of resisting and accepted the dispatch obediently.

Soon, the soldiers guarding the city gathered and lined up there waiting for inspection.

Yang Jing walked over. There were only 30 to 40 soldiers in the city guarding. There were not many soldiers. Yang Jing asked: "Zhang Baihu, didn't you say you have more than 100 people under your command? Why are you so many people here now? You are not empty-handed." What Yang Jing hated the most was that others had empty-handed sounds. There were only 60,000 or 70,000 soldiers. Apart from the elderly, weak, sick and disabled, only half of them were young and strong. In this half, it would be good to have ten thousand "elites".

Zhang Weiyi wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "There are no small ones, no, no empty sounds. Brothers can testify. As for why there are only these people, in fact, this city patrol is also in batches. Not all soldiers come to patrol the city wall at the same time. In this way, no one will patrol at night. Therefore, the patrol only saw these thirty or forty people."

Yang Jing nodded, saying that, right, this city wall is a factory that cannot be stopped for 24 hours. This worker has to work in two shifts or three shifts, which is more reasonable.

Yang Jie was nodding, and someone in the team shouted: "The senior citizen, the hundred households never take the salary of their brothers, and never eat the empty noise. This, the small one can testify..."

As soon as this person shouted, the others immediately followed and started shouting.

The "bodyguard" beside him immediately scolded: "Silent, quiet! In front of the mission, no noise is allowed! Do not be presumptuous!" After being scolded by this stern voice, the soldiers instinctively stopped shouting.

After reading it, Yang Jie found it interesting. Zhang Baihu, it seems that he is good at governing the military. He can manage his subordinates obediently and speak for himself. If he has no ability or if he can't get along with his subordinates, it is impossible for such a thing to happen.

"Zhang Baihu, you can do it! Your soldiers are well managed and they all speak for you!"

"Little panic, little panic, this is eating in the same pot with the brothers. I really can't do anything to take my brothers' things! Brothers are not well-off..." When he said this, Zhang Weiyi was also full of melancholy!

Yang Jie was a little surprised. He didn't realize that this was still a clean official. Yang Jie glanced at Zhang Baihu a few times and looked at his clothes carefully. His clothes were not very new, they were washed very clean, and the breastplate covered with brightness was also polished. It can be seen that they were also carefully taken care of. He couldn't help but feel a little more favorable to this person.

But looking at the clothes of his brothers, they are not very good. Except for the few officers who look like they are wearing pretty well. Others, those who are patched and dressed very old, are very common. Some people can be described as beggar costumes. Yang Jing was very surprised to see this! Is this the defender of Beijing? The defender of the emperor's feet? This is still from Beijing. If it were the defenders of other cities, how miserable would it be? Yang Jing probably also understood the combat effectiveness of the Ming Dynasty soldiers through the outfits of these soldiers, and his heart was disappointed. It would be a blessing for soldiers with such treatment not to mention fighting, not to mention fighting, it would be a blessing.

"Zhang Weiyi, didn't you say that there are fat people in the court? Why do I see that all of you brothers have never been dressed well!" Yang Jingai couldn't help but ask, but he probably knew that the result was nothing more than being drifted, embezzled, or the court had no money.

Seeing that the senior official talked about this matter, Zhang Baihu shed tears, wiped his tears and said, "It's not easy to be a city guard! The court's rule was to change clothes every five years, but in fact, it would be considered diligent when it could be changed once every five years. In fact, if you send new clothes every seven or eight years, you have to be considered as sympathetic to us soldiers...ah..." As soon as he said the sadness, Zhang Baihu couldn't help crying.

Wear a piece of clothing for five years? Yang Jing had a lot of doubts about this. If there are many clothes that can be rotated, it would be barely credible to wear this piece of clothing for five years. However, if this soldier is in the army, you can ask him to train and wear combat uniforms for five years. This will be difficult. Thinking about the fact that in the past, many people's camouflage uniforms were damaged after one month of training. If this is the case, it means that these soldiers guarding the city did not dare to go out for training at all, because training will speed up the wear of clothes, which is even less than enough to wear. Therefore, it can be seen that the city defense soldiers in the capital were basically in a state of no training. For this combat power, it can be imagined that the Ming Dynasty could use Beijing City to resist many enemy attacks, which can only show one thing, that is, Beijing City is tall, thick, and big.

Yang Jing couldn't help but sigh. Life in the Ming Dynasty was really not easy! In the 21st century, even a working person earned one or two thousand yuan a month. If you want to buy a few sets of clothes every year, it was a problem. Eating meat every day was basically certain. Compared with the defensive soldiers in Beijing in the Ming Dynasty, they were really happy.

The dozens of soldiers standing in front of Yang Jingwei were all red when they heard their boss talking about the bitterness of joining the army.

Yang Jingbian sighed, so he used his hands to tidy up the clothes for these soldiers and touched their patches. He felt that these soldiers were living people, and this standard of living could represent the majority of people living in the Ming Dynasty. This was the most real life and the most real person in the Ming Dynasty.

It's not easy to live!

"It's not easy! It's not easy!" Yang Jing touched the patches of the soldiers, and sighed, it was really not easy to join the army in the Ming Dynasty! Not to mention the enemy's life and death battle with the enemy, life is also quite difficult!

Yang Jing's trick learned from later generations also moved these officers and soldiers. Such a high-ranking man who was in a high position actually touched the patches on their bodies with his hands and even expressed his feelings. This small action moved these soldiers and burst into tears.

Yang Jie inspected and found that although the clothes worn by these people were very ragged, their weapons were still light and shiny. It seemed that they were often polished and well maintained. Yang Jie looked at Zhang Baihu again.

Yang Jing didn't say anything, nor did he know what to say. This is not to say that you can get things done with some meat or some silver. This action is related to more than 100,000 troops in Beijing, hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses at the border, and one person gives one piece of clothing, which will cost hundreds of thousands of pieces. Even Yang Jing, as the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, felt that it was unattainable in the face of this scale.

Yang Jing felt that what he knew today was very valuable, and he felt that it was necessary to understand other things about the grassroots officers and soldiers. It was very helpful for him to grasp the situation of the grassroots officers and soldiers. This was very valuable when making decisions, strategic plans, and even fighting in the future.

"Zhang Baihu, tell me, what are the difficulties in other aspects of the sergeant guarding the city? For example, if you say housing or marry a wife, today you can say it together. You can go straight to the heavens, or you can say that this situation can change? At that time, the sergeant in the world will benefit from your words." Yang Jie asked.

"This is the best? Are you talking about living in a house? Marrying a wife? Not to be aware of it. This soldiers guarding the city will have a lot of difficulties. Many people are bachelors who will be bachelors all their lives. This is only a few buckets of rice a month. If you have perseverance, you can only have the capital to marry a wife for several years or ten years! In the military camp, you can sleep in a bed and eat in a big pot. It is not a problem with the house. If you get married, that's a problem. Alas... Anyway, it's just like that, just live a careless life..." Zhang Weiyi happily told the difficult situation of joining the army. Anyway, everyone knows the situation of joining the army. Ask someone casually, how are you doing with the army? Nine out of ten will shake their heads. After all, this matter is just not good at eating, not to mention living, let alone marrying a wife.

"Um... that's it!" Yang Jing thought to himself that the soldiers in the Ming Dynasty were really not very good! In his time, it was quite difficult to buy a house and marry a wife, but it was not difficult to find a wife who didn't care about the house and her salary to live a safe life. It was much happier than the Ming Dynasty's city guards.

Thinking of this, Yang Jing secretly scolded himself, why did he always use his living standards in the 21st century to compare with those in the Ming Dynasty soldiers? He was really full and he had nothing to do! However, the combat effectiveness of soldiers in the late Ming Dynasty could be seen from his outfits. It seems that he still has to find a way! If this does not change, it is impossible to make the Ming army have combat effectiveness. Yang Jing understood some things and felt that he needed to change this situation.
Chapter completed!