Princess Consort of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 345 Soldier Salary Increase
Now that the education reform is on the right track, some institutions and policy documents that Shen Sanwen arranged before can be put into practice, and he has successfully separated this matter and brought it under his own supervision and management.

This can be regarded as the biggest credit he has accumulated besides the money and food from the Ministry of Education.

The general trend has been achieved, and the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty began to give him meritorious service according to the wind.

For a moment, the memorial flew to Wu Zetian's desk like snowflakes.

The son-in-law's merits are in the country, and the benefits are in the future. Your majesty is a wise king through the ages.

Wu Zetian looked very satisfied, she finally had a great contribution, far surpassing Tang Taizong Li Shimin who he once admired.

Luoyang City canceled the night ban for three days, and the whole country celebrated together, celebrating this feast of the world.

But the most lively place in Luoyang is still the princess' mansion.

Because of Zhang Yang's contribution to the supply of pencils, Wu Zetian specially called him back to Beijing to accept the meritorious service. He brought Maner and Xiaowen back with him.

Shen Sanwen and the princess looked at the children who came back from the gate of the city early, and they were very affectionate.

When Xiao Wen, who originally planned to go home once every half a year in March, stepped into Luoyang again, she was so excited that she almost cried, and threw herself directly on Shen Sanwen.

Shen Sanwen only felt that his hand was so heavy that he almost couldn't fill the child.

It seems that the figure is not only taller, but also strong.

"Your Uncle Zhang didn't bully you, right? Now is a good time to file a complaint." Holding Xiao Wen up high, Shen San Wen teased him.

This kid, I don't know if his personality has become calmer in the past half a year.

Xiaowen immediately retorted when he heard the words, "Uncle Zhang is very kind to me, I can go wherever I want, the military camp is just like my home, and I brought six younger brothers back."

"Oh? You already have younger brothers?" Shen San asked curiously, this little guy is really capable.

"Brothers, this is my father, the first grade." Xiao Wen said excitedly.

At this time, six young men in military uniforms, about fourteen or fifteen years old, came up, and saluted Shen Sanwen respectfully, and said in unison, "Hello, Mr. Shen."

The princess looked at her with a smile in her eyes.

"Mother," Xiaowen finished throwing at his father, and continued to throw at his mother, "Xiaowen misses you so much."

The princess hurriedly pulled him back, touched his dry little face to comfort him, "Xiaowen is suffering."

At this time, the six little friends were stunned. They didn't expect the little general's mother to be so graceful and luxurious, with spotless clothes, standing in front of them like a fairy in the world.

They are all children from poor families, and they have never seen the princess's battle. The number of guards in a line is almost comparable to that of General Zhang Yang's military formation.

"Why are you still staring blankly?" Xiao Wen glared at these poor eyesight.

But there was no blame in his eyes, instead it was all a kind of joy after showing off.

Sure enough, we have known each other not long ago, and we are still brothers in plastic.

Shen Sanwen ignored the children's playfulness, and took a step forward to walk in front of Man'er and Zhang Yang.

"Thank you, brother."

Zhang Yang didn't disagree with him, "Thank you, don't say it with your mouth, you have to prepare some gifts to be sincere."

Shen Sanwen shook his head, "Don't say that, we are brothers, talking about money hurts feelings, I will treat you to a good meal today as an apology."

Gifts always have to be given, and thanks must be repeated, but when entering the court, one must pay attention to every word and deed outside, so it can only be a joke with Zhang Yang.

Xiaowen has long been used to riding horses in Turkic these days, but he feels aggrieved when riding in a carriage. This time he can stay for a long time when he comes back, so he rode the horse outside.

Shen Sanwen and the princess felt relieved when they saw their son who had matured a lot.

Zhang Yang brought more than a dozen brothers, Xiaowen brought six, plus the two children of the master's family, the twenty or so people were really lively, especially the men in the army who spoke mighty, even drinking a drink Arranging a series of drinking orders, ten people can't hold back the bragging.

"That time, the general and I rushed into the crowd of Tubo people, killed at least thirty of them, and then turned around. They couldn't catch up with them if we just rode around a few times."

"We were really good at hunting in Khitan. A snake as thick as ten people, the general and us will directly pin it to a tree with a few arrows."

Man'er listened amusedly at the beginning, until he told what he knew later, his expression was as uncomfortable as realizing that the antiques he bought at a big price were actually not as bad as the rags he wanted at the roadside stalls.

Fortunately, he has been listening for a long time.

But it was not for him, but for

There are eight children in the family, how can you make them admire you without bragging?

Ba Xiaozhi was dumbfounded, without blinking his eyes, choked his throat from time to time, and when he was nervous, he didn't dare to breathe.

Later, Zhang Yang couldn't bear to speak out to stop him.

"A snake as thick as ten people, is it a spirit? Two people rushed into the crowd, and it would be strange if they didn't stab you into a sieve. Take it easy, don't brag too much."

Several people looked at each other and smiled, only Zhang Yang who could cut through other people's leather armor and weapons into flesh appeared behind him, and there was also archery that could connect two people in a row.

Slowly Shen Sanwen found that it was quite interesting to listen to these old bastards bragging. The writers of the Ministry of Culture were too inexperienced, and the things they wrote were not realistic and domineering enough.

In the morning court the next day, Shen Sanwen was the absolute core, followed by publicity.

Shen Sanwen asked if education can continue, it still needs a continuous supply of pencils and paper, and an ever-evolving team of teachers. If these are incorporated into the bureaucratic system, they will inevitably be used by others. It is best to directly allocate special funds from the imperial court to make things go smoothly. The situation needs to be jointly supervised by His Majesty and all the adults.

Wu Zetian knew that he had this idea of ​​building a functional department outside the power, and agreed in court.

Others have no opinion.

Now it seems that departments that only need money but not power have no deterrent effect.

When asked what kind of reward Zhang Yang wanted, Zhang Yang's answer surprised people.

Zhang Yang talked about some trivial matters in the army.

"Currently, the military pay of the soldiers is divided into two parts, one is the clothes distributed in winter, and the other is the food for the four seasons, and some money can be sent home every month. This kind of treatment has lasted for many years.

Nowadays, children may be more social when they go to school, and the price of goods is also rising. Although the price of rice is not as high as the height, linen and toys are more expensive than before.

Therefore, the minister believes that the salaries of the soldiers should be raised. "

This is a big deal.

Because there are too many soldiers supported by Dazhou, it is difficult to support them at the current scale, and it is even more difficult to increase their salaries and finances.

Shen Sanwen felt that Zhang Yang had always been prudent, and he was very puzzled that he suddenly used these words in the court to attack Wu Zetian.

When Zhang Yang's words fell, the court hall suddenly became chaotic, as noisy as a vegetable market.

Wu Zetian frowned, and the hearts of those present thumped.

(End of this chapter)