At the end of the Tang Dynasty, it was a feudal town, but in Western Europe

Having said that, among the [-] hundred households, the area north of the Elbe River accounts for half of the number of hundred households. The hundred households in these areas are all reorganized by old tribes, and there is no such thing as the old Saxon flag. Combat power can only be used as a second-line guard.

It is the 5000 thousand households along the banks of the Elbe River in Saxony who are really carrying the line. With the coat of arms, they can mobilize about [-] bannermen.

If you count Yicong and Qiding in the north of the Elbe River, the number can reach about [-].

In addition to Qi Ding and Yi Cong, Feng Sen also added about [-] soldiers.

Fubing consumes more resources, Feng Sen dare not expand too much, but he selected almost [-] reserve Fubing from the Han people.

These preparatory government soldiers were given [-] acres of land, but compared to the government soldiers, they did not have so many benefits, so they could only use the training of the government soldiers.

Fu soldiers enjoy allowances, but reserve soldiers do not have such treatment.

When necessary, these government soldiers can be recruited and converted into official government soldiers.

The maps and documents in front of Feng Sen were piled up like a mountain. He rubbed his forehead and went through the things of the past two years in his mind, and then recorded two strokes in the book, and then put down the heavy brush.

The fluffy writing brush weighed more than a thousand catties in Feng Sen's hands.

Just when Feng Sen was sitting on the floor and was about to play with Feng Jingxue, the door of the room was suddenly pushed open. Nie Yinniang showed half of her face from behind the door, and waved to Feng Sen cautiously.

Feng Sen touched Feng Jingxue's little head: "Dad will come to play with you later." Then he walked out of the door and came to the corridor outside.

In the corridor, the guards on duty and the soldiers walked away wisely, only a few members of the Jinyi Division guarded them.

"Marshal, His Royal Highness Charlie has sent the Kingdom Inspector here again."

"Again?" Feng Sen frowned and sneered, "Does His Royal Highness Charlie see me as a foster son? Can you use money this time?"

"I'm afraid not. The businessman we sent was hanged on the carriage by him and hanged to death."

"Then kill it."

Nie Yinniang said helplessly: "Kill again? That's the inspector of the Kingdom."

"Did you kill less before?" Feng Sen looked far into the distance, "It was confirmed that he was killed by the Sorbs or the Lombards. Charlie's recent reforms have been too hasty, and he will soon go south. As long as I stay in Hamburg during this time, he can't do anything to me."

"Here."

Nie Yinniang bowed and left, but Feng Sen looked up at the sky, His Royal Highness, this really chills the hearts of loyal ministers.

Isn't it just a little smuggling?Isn't it just fighting a few frontier tribes?Isn't it just that you don't listen to orders occasionally?

You also said that you, Charlie, have a big heart. What does it mean to send patrol envoys every day?Do you suspect that I, Old Feng, have second thoughts?I have been working hard for Frank's future!

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Chapter 382 Will Be a Training Institute

"Hadrin! Don't be dazed, keep going."

As if waking up from a dream, Hudlin withdrew his gaze from the towering city wall and ran towards his uncle.

Trotting behind his uncle, Hudlin looked around as he walked. This city is called Hanwei. It used to be the territory of a Frankish count, and it was not under the control of Marshal Feng.

It's a pity that in the previous battle of Thuringia, the earl and his eldest son died unfortunately, and his young child fell into the water and died. There was no way, Feng Sen could only reluctantly take care of it.

Because Hanwei is close to Goslar, Tieling (Salzgitter) and Meiling (Ruhr), Feng Sen moved most of the ironsmiths and blacksmiths to the vicinity of Hanwei.

Along with the transfer, there is Feng Sen's Jiang Zuowei, the craftsman center.

This is how Hudlin's uncle moved here from Hamburg. Hudlin's uncle was the same group who followed Widukind's uprising back then, and his hometown is Hannover.

When I came back this time, I thought that my family members were all dead, but I never expected that my brother actually had a son, that is, Hudlin.

As a result, Hudlin's uncle, who was a general guard master, took his nephew from his hometown to Hanwei New City non-stop, and used some means to win him a place in the general guard training institute.

"Hey, hey, stop, you can stop here, look here, this is the teaching institute, and you will have to go to school here in the future."

Hudlin raised his head, and saw a small yard, covering an area of ​​more than one acre. It was a small wooden three-story building. At the gate of the yard, he could see a lame old banner man yawning and guarding the gate.

"It's so big." Hudlin sighed, "It's bigger than the hall in the village."

"What's this?" Uncle snorted proudly, "I'll take you to Hamburg later, the streets and houses there are spacious, much more spacious than this."

Hudlin nodded ignorantly, he really couldn't imagine such a scene.

"This training center is divided into three classes, namely the literacy class, the apprenticeship class, and the intensive class." Holding his little nephew's shoulder, the old Saxon craftsman said with a sigh, "You are stupid, and you are almost done in the apprenticeship class. After you are done, come to me to work, and I will find you a wife."

"What is the advanced class for?" Hudlin raised his head and asked.

"Generally speaking, the literacy class is for literacy, the apprentice class is for learning skills, and the advanced class is for learning both skills and principles." Patting his nephew on the shoulder, motioning him to move forward, the old Saxon The craftsman continued to explain, "Generally speaking, the literacy class lasts for one year, and the apprenticeship class lasts about one to three years depending on the type of work. However, every year, some people repeat the grade because they fail the exam."

"What happens if you keep a grade?"

"I applied for a three-year quota for you. If you can't complete the literacy and apprenticeship classes within three years, you can go to the dock as a coolie to carry bags to earn money to pay off your debts." The old Saxon craftsman said with his eyes wide open, "Don't blame me for being ruthless. I blame you for being incompetent, do you hear me clearly?"

Hudlin was about to cry: "Clear, it's clear."

"Cry? Cry!" The old craftsman scolded dissatisfiedly, "I was an apprentice for ten years, and I was whipped by the master every day for carrying excrement and urine. This training center is the fastest. You can be a teacher in two years, much better than me."

This sentence is the truth, you must know that the old craftsman teaches his disciples not only will keep his skills, but also often squeeze the apprentice's labor force, often what can be taught in a month will drag you for a year.

In addition to studying, apprentices also have to work for the master. This is the normal state of apprentices in this era.

And the craftsmen and teachers in the training center, especially the apprentice class, teach apprentices here, which is regarded as hard labor. Once they fail to meet the quota, they will be fined lightly, so naturally they will do their best.

"Then uncle, what is the advanced class?"

"Sophisticated class, that's not a place for you." Hudlin's uncle said.

"Basically, they are young skilled craftsmen or the children of some craftsmen's families. Look at the two Lombard craftsmen, they have been forging iron for the Romans since the Roman era, and their family education has a long history.

We have been poor for ten years, but we can't do what others have accumulated for thousands of years. It's normal. If you work hard, maybe a few hundred years later, your child will be able to directly enter the intensive class like this. "

Hudlin pursed his lips, and after a while he said, "But I don't want to be a craftsman all the time, I want to be a bannerman, a soldier in the government."

"Hey!" Hudlin's uncle immediately kicked his ass, "You still despise me, old man. What's wrong with being a craftsman?"

Hudlin patted the ashes on his buttocks, and said loudly: "The priest in the village and the former bannerman have said that the one who rolls the name outside the Arc de Triomphe is a good man."

The Arc de Triomphe is not really the Arc de Triomphe built by Feng Sen, but an award ceremony is held at the south gate of Hamburg every year, and then the soldiers named it "Arc de Triomphe".

"You have never been on the battlefield, but I have. It is all about exchanging blood for heads, and exchanging heads for military merits. A hundred coats may not be able to raise a bannerman, and a hundred bannermen may not be able to be promoted to a mansion soldier."

The old craftsman picked up his nephew and walked forward: "You are three feet three, what are you doing on the battlefield? I know a flagman named Bi Yueen, who was dressed in a coat, but his uncle is from a hundred households, and when he was your age, he was as tall as me. He killed people at the age of 13. You have a physique and beheaded. Are you going to squat down and chop off other people's feet when you go to the battlefield?"

Looking at his skinny figure, and thinking about those tall bannermen passing by the village, Hudlin was instantly discouraged, lowered his head in frustration and asked, "Then do we want to be craftsmen for the rest of our lives?"

The old craftsman muttered dissatisfiedly: "What's wrong with being a craftsman, you don't have to fight in the battlefield, you can keep your harvest in drought and flood, and you can find money, not grain and fields.

When you have money, you can have more sons, one will inherit the position of general guard, the other will go into business or farming, and if you have more, you can go to church to study or even go to the battlefield. Being a craftsman is also very good. "

Seeing that his nephew was still depressed, the old craftsman sighed and said, "Then what is the purpose of the roll call outside the Arc de Triomphe? Isn't it just for a title and honor? Craftsmen can also be knighted."

Hudlin raised his head instantly, his eyes sparkled: "Can craftsmen also have military merits?"

"Yes." The old man hesitated for two seconds, "The weapons we invented, as long as we are alive, if we use them in a war, we can bring some military merits.

The Latin craftsman who developed the counterweight trebuchet hub last time was named a hereditary baron on the same day, with two hundred households in the city. He is also an aristocrat, and his descendants can enter Langwei, and his name is also called outside the Arc de Triomphe. "

"Then I..."

"It's very difficult. So far, only one person has been knighted because of this. Are you from a family of builders or craftsmen? Do you have any family skills? None of these. Why do you think you can be knighted?" Cruel The nephew's fantasies were crushed, and the old uncle continued, "You, take classes honestly, work hard, marry a daughter-in-law, and feel more comfortable than anyone else..."

Nodding cooperatively, Hudlin seemed to have listened to the old man's words in his heart, but no one noticed the firm light in his eyes.

Chapter 383 Shuai put everything there, right on the neck of the enemy!

"Jiangzuo Institute has 120 new students this year, including [-] students from the literacy class, [-] students from the apprenticeship class, and [-] students from the advanced class." Wang Sima handed an exam book to Feng Sen.

With the expansion and development of Hamburg's paper industry during this period, government agencies throughout Saxony can basically use paper documents. However, in order to save paper, Feng Sen still ordered nonsense and flattery to be strictly prohibited, and the focus was on pragmatism.

"It's about [-]% more than last year." Feng Sen picked up the title book and carefully read the title book of Griffith, Sheriff of Hanway County. "It seems that moving the guards to Hanover is still somewhat useful."

"Now there are three master craftsmen in the guard, 120 master craftsmen, 200 middle craftsmen, 300 junior craftsmen, and 200 apprentice coaters, and counting the slaves who do hard work, there are almost [-] people." Wang Sima continued, "However, these are only official craftsmen, and there are more civilian craftsmen in the West Britain Company and the large and small workshops in Saxony.

In addition, the Shaofu under your name has many nominal workshops and craftsmen, which can be regarded as semi-official. If the number of these people is counted together, not counting hard work, there are already more than [-] people.

These tens of thousands of craftsmen gathered in only three places, that is, the newly built Hanwei, Magdeburg and Hamburg. "

Feng Sen nodded, and suddenly asked an irrelevant topic: "How was the salary of officials last year?"

"This year the shogunate actually received 350 officials, divided into four grades. The average annual salary of the group with the lowest evaluation in the lowest grade was 18.4 solida, and the average annual salary of the group with the highest evaluation in the highest grade was 33 solida. Last year, the total salary of officials was spent 7454 Solida.

In addition, according to regulations, Lizheng is given a subsidy of 3 solidas per year. At present, there are 1400 Lizhengs, and a total of 4200 solidas has been spent on subsidy.

Adding the two together, the total expenditure is 11654 solida. According to the pre-regulations, the Shaofu pays half of the salaries and subsidies of officials, and the remaining half is paid by the Department of Food and Goods and [-]% by the Department of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry. "

You know, at the beginning, most of the hamburger workshop owners had no money, and their only way was to borrow money from the government. Loaned by the West Britain Company.

At present, the largest angel investor in Saxony and even the whole of Frankland is Feng Sen's Shaofu, but it must be made clear that the Shaofu is Feng Sen's private, and the general's shogunate belongs to the public.

Since the Shaofu was not only in charge of administering the West Britain Company, but also manipulated the ticket number, and Li Baojing, a financial woman, led to a lot of liquidity in Shaofu's hands.

It is of course unrealistic to put so much money idling in your hands, so what should it be used for?Of course, it is investment and lending, and the West Britain Company does not provide small loans, and the minimum loan amount is 1000 solida.

Although the annual bad debt rate is not low, but with the help of Li Baojing's management, advanced technology from Datang, and continuous cash flow, the overall profit is quite good.

This has led to the fact that the entire Saxony and even Frankish shops, workshops or fleets of caravans almost have shares of Feng Sen himself or indirect shares alternately.

As far as Charlie's free markets are concerned, one of them is even wholly owned by Feng Senming.

At first, this move touched Charlie. After all, he didn’t have many people supporting him when he started the free market. In his opinion, this is Feng Sen’s full support for him and the new policy. He is worthy of being a loyal minister of the kingdom. .

But recently, it seems that I have a bit of recollection, and I started to write to Feng Sen to ask for and redeem it.

Apart from Feng Sen himself, the second largest angel investor is the Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Division. Many of the previous land contractors did not have much capital, and they all relied on the investment and loans of the Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Division.

For example, the Jinkela Chamber of Commerce, the largest land contractor chamber of commerce in Saxony, is not only responsible for land contracting, but also responsible for land reclamation and fertilizer production. Its two largest shareholders are the Shaofu and the Agriculture and Animal Husbandry Division.

The Chamber of Commerce is chaired by Sir Frasen, the 17-member council of the West Britain Company.

As for the Department of Food and Goods, although it is responsible for managing the workshops, in order to be fair and avoid suspicion, it is often unable to provide sufficient loans and investments. However, it is responsible for collecting customs duties and commercial taxes, and its revenue is very considerable.

Feng Sen can say that Saxony has the best business environment in the northern region, and even the entire Frankish and Western European regions, and the income of local businessmen is quite rich, and there are examples of overnight wealth every year.

It's a pity that non-Han people or non-nobles are not eligible to enter. Even if a fertile manor is mortgaged, it is impossible to borrow even a Solidar in the name of opening a chamber of commerce or building a workshop.

If they want to enter the venue, they must seek the cooperation of Han Chinese or Qianhusuo.

As for ordinary civilians, it is even more impossible. They can either farm honestly or behead their heads honestly. Do you want to get rich overnight?Do you want a hundred acres of fertile land?Do you want to be Tian Shelang in the morning and go to the martial arts hall in the evening?

Behead it, Jie Shuai put everything there, right on the enemy's neck!

"Last year it was exactly 1400 lizheng?" Feng Sen picked up a pamphlet and calculated on his own, "In that case, it is almost 60 taxpayers?"

"Yes." Wang Sima once again pulled out an inscription, which was written by Han Gang, Secretary of Agriculture and Animal Husbandry, "Last year, there were a total of [-] registered households, and the tax increase for land and people was almost [-] soo." Rida."

"60 taxpayers, and millions of acres of arable land in Saxony, Verratti, Opportunity, and southern Jutland peninsula, just gave me a tax of 5 solida, and half of it was paid in It is handed over in kind.” Feng Sen began to rub his forehead, “Not only does Shaofu have an annual revenue of nearly 3 Solidar, but also more than [-] dividends from various chambers of commerce and workshops. Tax revenue is the same."

During the same period, Byzantium's annual income was 180 million solida, tax revenue accounted for 160 million, and only 20 commercial income.

Feng Sen's current actual land area is almost as large as Byzantium's land east of the Bosphorus. As a result, the annual income is 30 solida, more than half of which is commercial income.

To be reasonable, the population under Feng Sen's jurisdiction is estimated to be close to 200 million. Excluding the 15 non-taxable military population and 30 slaves, it is estimated that there will be a population of 20 million.

These 120 million people are all effective populations, like retail households living in the mountains and forests, those who cannot collect taxes are not counted. Feng Sen has been working here for five or six years, and every year he registers at most [-] households.

"There are still too few officials, and it all depends on Lizheng and the village head." Feng Sen tapped the table with his index finger and sighed, "Next year, we will take out another [-] solida and put it into the government and school."

"Understood." Wang Sima smiled slightly: "Don't worry about Jieshuai. At present, we have at least one hundred reserve officials graduating every year. Most of the first batch of those who came out that year became village chiefs or joined the West Britain Company. , when they grow up, everything will be fine."

"I just don't know if it will be too late." Feng Sen muttered to himself, and he gathered himself together, "This year, the yellow book will be reorganized again, right? Let the schools, government schools, and teaching institutes follow suit. The expenses for board, lodging, and travel will be paid from my private treasury."

Chapter 384 It's Not Bad For The Blade

The autumn wind is bleak and rainy, and the sky is full of sad clouds.

In the winding forest, five gray-clothed men in short cloaks rode horses and walked quickly on the dirt road full of yellow mud.

The cool wind passing through the forest blew the long skirts of their cloaks, revealing the horizontal knives and waist tags at their waists.

Finally, just before the heavy rain fell, the group finally arrived at the scheduled post station, which was run by a local Qianhu. In addition to serving as an inn, it also shouldered the responsibilities of a post office and even a ticket office.

According to Feng Sen's request, each county has at least two post stations, and if there are Eight Banners, they will be operated by the Eight Banners.

The post station is not big, it is a two-story log cabin, beside the log cabin, there is also a stable with about three to five horses in it.

"It's finally here." Yuan Wan wiped the water off his face, and heaved a long sigh of relief. As a soldier of the government, he was forced to hunt in summer since he was a child, that is, to survive in the wild.