Late Tang Dynasty Floating Life

Chapter 1531 Assemble
In fact, long before the edict was issued, many remote places had already received orders from the Privy Council.

It was also on the fifth day of February that Liaodong Daofu soldiers gathered in Shenzhou.

It is said to be a "big set", but it actually means that 2000 people were mobilized.

After all, the local situation is not so stable, and the government soldiers are the local gods of the sea, and the prefectures and prefectures gather together, and there are almost 2000 people.

"Chen Dalang, you've made a fortune. This fur coat, tsk tsk. Let me tell you, you don't need to wear it well when you go out to battle. If it is broken or dirty, will your heart be distressed?"

"I'm willing, why? Even if it's broken, it's very simple to go hunting in your spare time and skin some foxes."

"There are so many foxes in Xiazhou? Most of Xianzhou is wilderness. It seems that you have to go to the mountains to find good skins."

"Your buckskin armor is pretty good, where did you get it?"

"I asked someone to go to Guijialing Prison in Andong Mansion to find Li Zizi to do it. Li Zizi used to be a famous leather maker in Bozhou, and he is very good at crafting."

"Why did he come here?"

"I committed a crime, and I was exiled here."

It was still early, and the government soldiers were chatting in the open space.

They were all acquaintances, and they were scattered to various states and counties for resettlement. Except for intensive training, they hardly saw each other on weekdays.We will meet in Shenzhou, and we are still very kind to each other.

It's cold today, but everyone is not very afraid.

Everyone wore thick fur coats, their faces were smeared with pig ointment, and they also wore leather gloves.

Not far away, there are many trilogy dressed in sheepskin jackets, each leading two horses.

A horse can be ridden by someone, and can be used to charge if necessary, but they are infantry, so there is no need for that.

A horse is loaded with miscellaneous things, mainly armor, weapons and the like.

It can be seen that the economic conditions of the government soldiers are very good.

The weapons and equipment are all made by others, the horses are also raised by the family, and even the food needed to go from home to the assembly point is prepared by themselves, and there are trilogy and servants around to help, which is very extravagant.

This is the original appearance of Fubing!
In the later period of Emperor Gaozong of Tang Dynasty, what the hell was the mansion soldier who farmed more than ten acres of land and was so poor that he would flee from service even at the expense of self-mutilation?

During the reign of Emperor Xuanzong of the Tang Dynasty, who was on the verge of bankruptcy and was handcuffed by Yang Guozhong to Yunnan to fight?

The government soldiers chatted outside, and the officers warmed up by the fire inside.

"Is there another Nanban coming this year?" Someone asked.

"Yes, I heard that there are at least five thousand households."

"There are too many Nanmans. Actually, I don't like them very much. They are so stupid. In winter, they are like frozen snakes. You can find out by asking around, and often they can't make it through."

"It's not as good as Jiangxi people, Huainan people, and Hunan people carrying cold."

"How was the harvest at home last year?"

"I have harvested more than 270 dendrobium wheat, and the land is so fat, it's really good."

"Yes, my family has been farming for three years. In the first year, the land was barren and the harvest was not good. In the second year, it can only be said to be passable. In the third year, there are more than 200 dendrobium."

"Back when the sage placed us in Liaodong, many people still complained, but now they have nothing to say. Except for the cold winter, there is really nothing to say about food."

"It's not just food. Random hunting is also a big income. There are so many wastelands outside, no one cares, even if you send children to herd sheep, you can raise dozens or hundreds of them."

The discussions among the officers focused mainly on the management of the family.

Fu soldiers do not pay taxes, do not perform corvee service, only military service.The harvest of more than 200 dendrobium grains a year, if the conscience is divided equally with the trilogy, there are also more than 100 dendrobiums.

The soldiers of the imperial army were given three liters of flour a day when they went out to fight, nine buckets of grain for a month, and less than eleven hu for a year.How can Fubing's family eat enough to finish?
Even if the second generation is separated, only half of the land is left, and a normal fubing can still be maintained.

At the beginning of the establishment of the state in the former Tang Dynasty, 140 mu of land was granted to the soldiers of the government. It was also passed down to the reign of Emperor Gaozong and Empress Wu before it was corrupted. At least it was the third and fourth generation of soldiers of the government.

If the division of the fields of the Fubing is limited and their property is preserved as much as possible, it can be maintained for a longer period of time.It's just that the parents love their sons, and if the Fubing master has a bunch of boys and must divide the family property, the government can't control it so finely, so there is no way.

All in all, it is difficult for military households like Fubing who are usually scattered in places and train alone to fight back. It is indeed a good low-cost solution for the frontier.The only trouble is that it is limited by human-earth contradictions, and sooner or later it will be corrupted.

But Daxia is still the first generation of Fubing, and he was a professional martial artist before, and his combat effectiveness is very strong.Without them, Liaodong would not be so stable.

"Boom boom boom..." The drum sounded three times.

The officers immediately got up and went to the outside room.

The two thousand government soldiers also put away their laughter, stood in silence with their weapons in hand.

Wang Yanzhang came from outside the camp and looked at the audience.

In fact, he has already received a new appointment as the You Yi Envoy of the Iron Forest Army Capital.However, the transfer order also said that first lead the Liaodong soldiers to the west, and then go to the post after the battle.

There is a lot of emotion about this.

When the city of Bianzhou fell, he fled to Weibo with Zhu Quanzhong. Compared with the generals in Henan, he surrendered later and his attitude was worse.

It is not without reason that I have been wasting so far.

Thinking about myself being 52 years old, although I feel that my strength is not weakened and my force is unmatched, but think about it, is that really the case?

It can only be said that good luck tricks people!

"Roll call! Those who haven't arrived after three calls will be reported to Zhechong Mansion and soldiers will be sent to arrest them." Wang Yanzhang calmed down and ordered.

Self-owned military officials roll their names according to the book.As a result, all the staff were present, and no one was absent.

"Let's go! Destination, Lingzhou." Wang Yanzhang didn't talk nonsense, waved his hand, and started on the road first.

The sun shone through the leaden clouds and shone across the land.

On the gray field in the western suburbs of Shenzhou, two thousand government soldiers prepared their own armored horses and equipment, lined up in a long line, respecting the order of the saint, and rushed westward.

******
Outside Zimeng County, Sun Dezhao, the Dianjun of the Royal Mansion of Baosheng County, is seeing Lu Chongju off as the master.

Along with Lu Chongju was the Jurchen chieftain from the five prefectures of Baolu.

These Jurchens did not come easily.

The news didn't spread until the end of November, and they gathered south in December, first arrived at Longquan Mansion on a dog sledge, and then rode westward to meet in Baosheng Prefecture.

In fact, there are some Shiwei tribal leaders.But all of them did not come, and it can even be said that most of the Shiwei tribe did not come. After all, only seven or eight tribes were conferred by the imperial court, while there were as many as twenty Shiwei tribes living in the north.

"Do you want me to send some soldiers to accompany you?" The king of Baosheng County has not yet taken over, so he can only be represented by Wang Fu. Considering that there are so many vicious-looking chiefs of the tribe, Sun Dezhao is worried that Lu Chongju will be harmed by him, so asked.

"There are only [-] soldiers in the state, how many can we send? It doesn't matter." Lu Chongju smiled wryly.

"Be careful along the way." Seeing Lu Chongju's insistence, Sun Dezhao couldn't say anything.

"Farewell!" Lu Chongju cupped his hands and set off with more than a dozen tribal leaders from the state.

The leaders of Jurchen and Shiwei hurriedly followed, happily.

Each of them brought dozens or even hundreds of followers.Lu Chongju knew that the Tibetans were greedy for small profits, and this was to confuse rewards.

But—it seems that they themselves don't think so.

"People from the Wanyan clan have made a fortune, and the Wuyan clan and the Tudan clan have also produced a few rising stars."

"This time we have to make an agreement with the sage, let our children follow the Western Expedition and serve before the army."

"I still remember the sage dancing on the shore of Meituo Lake, but it has been several years."

"The sage still eats raw deer tongue, haha, at the time I thought he couldn't eat it."

Lu Chongju listened with a smile.

Fan people are vulgar and illiterate, dare to say anything, dare to do anything, simple and straightforward, if you agree with you, everything is fine, if you don't agree with you, maybe you will be the opposite.

"Yeah, I was staring at the expression of the saint, but I didn't see anything."

"A sage is a man. If he dies, I will dress him in sackcloth and mourning."

"That's called Su, what is it wearing sackcloth and filial piety?"

"Yes, my whole family is vegetarian."

"If the sage takes a fancy to my daughter, it will be fine, give me a grandson, and I will give him the tribe. The sons in the family get angry when they see it, drink all day long, and steal my concubine."

"Isn't your concubine often used to entertain guests?"

"Entertain your guests, not your son."

"Your concubine also gave birth to two sons, right? I don't think it's your kind."

"It doesn't matter whose seed he is, he will be raised as a son, and there will be a few more fighters."

Along the way, it was windy and snowy, but everyone was in high spirits, chatting and laughing non-stop.When staying at the inn at night, it is even more noisy to call friends, drink and eat meat.

Lu Chongju put down his figure and got along with them, and got a lot of information.

This time even people from the farthest Jinghai state came.The saint's appeal in the Blackwater area is indeed quite strong.

At the Metuo Lake meeting in the past, the Jurchen tribes were beaten up first, and then they swore an oath to the saint. They have been very honest until now. Last time, a small group of Shatuo people rebelled, and the Jurchen tribes were ordered to send troops to quell the rebellion. It can be said to be very respectful.

"How is the Blackwater Five States now?" Lu Chongju asked.

"The saint sent us rye and oat seeds."

"There are also officials who come to teach us how to plant."

"Rye is a good thing, and it can feed many people."

"The people in the Tudan family said that if the oats are harvested for a few more years, everyone will pool their money to build a city."

"With the city, life will be much easier. When the time comes, I will move to live in the city and stop digging holes, haha."

Lu Chongju nodded secretly.

Let the Jurchens learn to grow rye, which should be the intention of the court.

Farming can feed more people and improve their living conditions, but correspondingly, it will slowly lose courage.After all, after living a good life, and no longer drinking blood, people's ability to endure hardships and stand hard work will decline.

How should I put it, there are good and bad, and it is a good thing for them as a whole.

In this world, no one is a fool, even savages are not stupid, even more sensitive and suspicious.If you guard against them and suppress them, it will never be possible to make them truly surrender, and sooner or later they will break up.

Let the savages be more civilized, build cities and cultivate fields, and there may be a possibility of upgrading Jimi Prefecture to Zhengzhou in the future.

After a night's rest, continue on the next day.

When Lu Chongju packed up and walked out of the room, the Jurchens were already checking the equipment.

There was the sound of drawing a knife into its sheath in the courtyard of the post station.

"Haha, there are so many loyal and brave men, how can the enemy be invincible?" Lu Chongju laughed and called everyone to go on the road.

******
In the mountains and grasslands, the messenger's hooves never stopped.

The woman heated up the iron pot early in the morning, and the rice porridge in the pot was thick and thick, with a tangy aroma.

The man checked the sheepfold one last time before returning to his tent for breakfast.

Life in the grasslands is hard, and there are few places that can be cultivated. Things like corn can only be exchanged at the Changxia Palace. Generally speaking, they are reluctant to take it out to eat.

But today is special, the man in the family is about to go to war, so it is necessary to have a good meal at this time.

As if feeling the atmosphere of parting, even the shepherd dog is very well-behaved, constantly acting like a baby with its owner.

The 14-year-old eldest son brought a birch bow tip and adjusted it carefully for his father after winding it.

The ten-year-old second son, with a runny nose, put the sharpened knife into the sheath and put it on the side of his father's saddle.

Daughter holds a newborn lamb.The lamb's leg had some problems, and it couldn't straighten up. Normally, she must have been very anxious, but today her father was leaving, and her mind was no longer on the lamb.

"Don't think too much." After eating a bowl of rice porridge, the man began to fill a second bowl, and said, "I heard from Baihu that we are not going to fight. It should be a good thing that the Khan wants to form an alliance with the tribal leaders. There is a reward."

"You are a young general, what kind of reward can you get?" The woman said worriedly: "What will happen after the alliance is over? Will there be a war?"

The man was thoughtful, but did not speak.

"I heard from the old man that eight out of ten times out of ten when meeting in the prairie, nothing good will happen. After the meeting, they will be killed." The woman said.

"So what?" The man raised his eyebrows, and said, "I am a bodyguard who is close to the army, and I am a soldier of the Great Khan. If the Great Khan wants to fight, he can only obey. Without the care of the Great Khan, the grassland behind the mountain will be a piece of land. Chaos, who can our Changxia Palace stand up to? Besides, in the past, there were rewards for expeditions, and this iron pot was earned from the war."

The woman was speechless and just sighed.

"Grandpa!" After the eldest son adjusted his bow, he untied the bowstring, walked over, and said, "Master Zhang said that when the new king succeeds in the future, rewards may be given to those who guard the army, a lot of money and silk." , I will also be a bodyguard in the future."

"Reward?" The man asked suspiciously.

"Yes." The eldest son said: "Master Zhang said that every emperor in the former Tang Dynasty who succeeds to the throne must give a reward to the Shence Army."

"We are not the Divine Strategy Army."

"We are closer to the Great Khan than the Shence Army."

"What else did Master Zhang say?"

"Master Zhang also said that before the new king succeeds to the throne, he will most likely send his guards to the south to help him stabilize the situation. This can also be rewarded. The most valuable contribution is the support."

"Master Zhang knows a lot." The man laughed and said, "Actually, what he said is correct. Our bodyguards are the Khan's domestic slaves and private soldiers. Some people who went to the Central Plains early have already taken official positions."

Having said that, the man sighed slightly.He's over 30, and he's still messing around in the grasslands, managing ten households. He probably won't have the chance to go to the Central Plains in his life.

But son is still possible.

"When I'm not around, you have to work hard and never relax, you know?" the man said suddenly.

"I know." The young man said as a matter of course: "I will go to Luoyang to serve as a bodyguard for the Great Khan in the future, and then I will be released as an official."

"Haha!" The man laughed.

This is indeed a good way out for members of the bodyguard pro-army.But not everyone can be a palace guard, and the competition is fierce.

If——when the war started, he was desperate and died on the battlefield, but there was a great chance that his son would become a palace guard when he grew up.

Wealth and honor are all exchanged by life, but it is also fair.

(End of this chapter)