Originally, the Ministry of Revenue should have been paid for the payment of pensions, and Li Xin and others should have assisted them at most. However, because of the importance of Emperor Chengde, the Ministry of Revenue simply sold Li Xin and gave the money to Li Xin in one go.

If he is an ordinary general, it is natural to scrape a layer from it, but Li Xin can't eat such a human blood bun, and he is not short of money, so the pension will be paid a lot.

The court's pension standard was that each soldier died in battle was ten stakes per person, and the Yulinwei's pension was slightly higher, about twelve stakes. Li Xin paid some more money, made up for twenty stakes, and distributed them from door to door.

Twenty cents of money, saving some money, can cost an ordinary family several years.

Everyone in later generations said that human life is priceless, but that was later generations. In this era, human life has a price. In the eyes of most people in this era, twenty coins are enough to make people die.

Take Li Xin in the heavy snow last year for example. At that time, Li Xin's life was worthless, not to mention twenty cents of money, even two cents of money was not worth it.

Because there are very few only children in this era, most of the family have several brothers and sisters, this pension is enough to allow them to live. The families who receive the pension are still grateful to Li Xin.

After all, there are few such honest officials who can give up 10% of their pensions.

Because these more than 30 people have to send money from house to house, it is quite time-consuming. In order to make it easier, Li Xin divided more than 100 people into two teams, and the other team asked Mu Ying to take them to distribute the pension separately.

After all, Mu Ying was born into a general, so she would not be greedy for these few cents of money.

Despite this, it was not until the afternoon of the next day that Li Xin sent it to the last family. It was not in the city, but in a village in the southern suburbs of the capital. It was almost evening when Li Xin arrived at this village called Chenjia Village.

Most of the young people under Li Xin's fathers were also Yulin Guards. The salary of Yulin Guards was not low. They usually lived in the city. Of the thirty-nine people, only eight lived in the suburbs of the city.

One of them is living in Zhoujia Village, named Chen Chuyi.

Chen Chuyi is only sixteen years old this year, one year younger than Li Xin. His father died in the north. He was en Yin and was one of the first people to follow Li Xin. Li Xin once asked about the origin of his name. Chen Chuyi, who was very afraid of life, told Li Xin that because he was born in Chuyi, he was named Chuyi.

Now, he died in the north too.

Li Xin held Chen Chuyi's Yulin Guard's armor in his hand, remembering the young man who blushed as soon as he spoke, and sighed softly.

In the past two days, he sent more than 20 families, Chen Chuyi, the youngest one.

Taking advantage of dawn, Li Xin walked into Chenjia Village.

A young man with dead trees on his back and sweaty clothes on his back saw them across the road and looked around.

The Yulin Guard was the personal army of the emperor, and even the dignitaries in the capital avoided it. An instant team was shouting: "Young man, there is nothing good to look at, get out of the way!"

The young man looked like he was fourteen or fifteen years old, carrying a basket of branches on his back, scratching his head embarrassedly, ready to run away.

Li Xin frowned. He was a farmer in his previous life and this life. Naturally, he couldn't stand someone treating a young man like this. He immediately shouted: "What are you doing? Isn't it okay to just look at it?"

The team that spoke immediately lowered their heads and said nothing.

Li Xin reached out and called the young man and asked.

"Little brother, what are you looking at just now?"

"I'm looking at your clothes."

The dirty young man was a little shy and lowered his head and said, "My brother also has black clothes like you, but he is different from you. There is no white on his clothes."

The clothes of Li Xin and others were all Yulin Guard dresses, and the pure black clothes were embroidered with colorful white tigers on their chests. However, because they were here to provide comfort, they all hung white cloth to show their condolences.

Li Xin felt a little sad.

As expected, this is Chen Chuyi's younger brother.

"Little brother, what's your name?"

"Chen Shiliu."

The young man wiped his sweat, looked up carefully at Li Xin, and asked, "Are you here to find my brother? He is working in the city and has not come back."

"We are all your brother's friends."

Li Xin originally wanted to talk about his fellow comrades, but he was afraid that the young man would not understand, so he changed his words and said to him as a friend.

Chen Shiliu showed a bright smile on his face: "It's Brother A's friend, then go to our house to make it. I'll ask my mother to get some food for you."

The monthly salary of ordinary Yulin Lang is two stones of white rice, ten feet of white silk, and one stone of rice is about one hundred kilograms. This salary is more than enough to support a family of three. In addition, Chen Shiliu can exchange some copper plates for chopping wood every day, so it is normal for some surplus food at home.

Li Xin forced a smile: "Little brother, how many people are there in your family?"

"And my mother and sister."

"How old is my sister?"

"Eleven."

Chen Shiliushi Luzhi was so stupid that he was not very careful. After Li Xin said he was his brother's friend, he would answer whatever he asked him.

Under the guidance of this young man, Li Xin and others soon arrived at his home. This was a yard with a small courtyard. The wall was not very tall and some rural dry goods were hanging on it. A middle-aged woman was taking her little daughter to dry food in the yard. The afternoon sun shone on the food, which was golden and beautiful.

Li Xin stopped at the gate of the yard.

He couldn't bear to break the tranquility of beauty.

Chen Shiliu entered the house, put down the firewood on his shoulders, and smiled at his mother, "My grandma, my brother's friend is here. Look, the clothes should be Yulinwei who works with his brother. Now I'm waiting outside. Go and pour some tea and give them a rest."

The middle-aged woman glared at her youngest son: "Why are you so unruly? Dalang's friend is here and just invite him in directly. Why do you want others to wait outside?"

She hurriedly put down the things in her hands, wiped them on her clothes with her hands, and ran to the door of the yard with small steps.

Then she saw the white cloth on Li Xin and others, and the white banners vaguely behind them.

This woman, who looked about forty years old, stood there as if she had been killed by lightning.

Tears slid from her eyes.

She had seen this scene. A few years ago, when her husband's obituary was sent back to his hometown, the court came to send a pension, which was also the same.

But... he was only sixteen years old on the first day of the New Year, and he had not even decided on his marriage.

Her eyes turned dark and she was about to fall to the ground.

Li Xin was also quite sad, so he stepped forward and grabbed the woman, and said in a stern voice: "Aunt Chen, I'll be sad."

This is the most unsightly scene in the world.

Aunt Chen gritted her teeth, barely opened her eyes, looked at the young man in front of her, and said in a trembling voice: "This... official, isn't my son Yulin Guard... Isn't Yulin Guard not fighting a war...?"

Aunt Chen's husband was a border army in the north and died in the north. Later, Yulin Wei was conquered. Aunt Chen originally disagreed, but his son told her that Yulin Wei only had a sound and did not fight, so Aunt Chen let him go.

Who knows...

Li Xin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he sighed softly: "Miss Chen, this matter is not from Yulinwei. I brought all the sword armors before Chu Yi's life. The 20 pensions that the court gave Chu Yi are here."

Speaking of this, Li Xin sighed quietly: "If you still want this Yulin Guard's location, Sixteen can come to Yulin Guard to report at any time, and I can take him personally."

Aunt Chen sat on the ground, bursting into tears.

After her husband died, she struggled to support the family alone, and finally managed to make money to support her eldest son. Who knew that such a thing happened in just one year?

I have to say that there are many people in this world who are born with miserable life, and this Aunt Chen is and Li Xin's mother.

Chen Shiliu and his sister both ran out and surrounded his mother.

"My mother, what's wrong with you?"

Li Xin took a few steps back and knelt down on one knee.

"Although the first day of the New Year is gone, the Yulinwei is still there. What difficulties will the Chen family have in the future? As long as Li Xin is still in the capital for one day, he will be responsible!"

Li Xin knelt down, and dozens of people behind him naturally knelt down.

Fifty or sixty Yu Linwei in black clothes and black armor knelt respectfully to a peasant woman.

War is just a string of cold numbers for generals of Ye Ming's level of Xuantong, but for Li Xin, there are many brothers around him, many brothers who can call him with names.

The senior officials could not see these numbers, but Li Xin could not see them.

Even as Wang Zhong said, the fate is over.

But you must always be ashamed of your heart.
Chapter completed!