Chapter Forty-Eight: More Tears in Peacetime, Less Blood in Wartime

"But the young marshal, in this way, we have offended the powerful nobles of the entire Jingshi. Although Bai Wenxuan also agreed with Wang Feng's reform of the Beijing camp, he was worried that he would offend the entire scholar clan in the capital because of this.

"It's not me who offends the scholars, it's not me who offends the scholars. When the time comes, I will write a letter asking for these people to be resettled. Of course, Wang Feng understood what Chongzhen was thinking. Chongzhen wants to use him to offend the scholars to reform the Jingying, and he has to kick the ball back.

"Settle these people, I'm afraid the emperor won't agree to put them. Of course, Bai Wenxuan knew what the current situation was in the Ming Treasury. The salary is still insufficient, and where will the money come to settle these people?

"That's what he Chongzhen does. Ben Shuai only cares about Jingying. "Wang Feng cut the railway.

At the gate of the city, a large number of people surrounded the bulletin board, pointing and pointing. "Jingying has recruited. ”

"Yes, I didn't expect that a team like Jingying could be open to our people. It's rare. "Dozens of people kept talking, you say a word, I say a word.

The recruitment office set up outside the east gate of the Beijing camp is already crowded. The men in the four miles and eight towns around Jingshi heard the news of Jingying's recruitment, especially when they heard that the treatment of Jingying made most of them ecstatic. They came to Beijing to try their luck.

"What's going on," Wang Feng is extremely concerned about recruitment, it can be said that since the recruitment of soldiers in Beijing, he has been eating and living in the barracks almost every day.

"Now there are almost 1,000 people who sign up every day, and 30,000 people have been recruited in the past few days. Bai Wenxuan accompanied Wang Feng to walk around the barracks. I introduced it as I walked.

"It's not enough, these 30,000 people are far from enough. We're going to keep hiring. Let those people post the recruitment order farther away and post it to Shaanxi and Shandong. Wang Feng pointed to the soldiers who were training on the school ground, and turned back to Bai Wenxuan and admonished.

"Don't worry, young marshal. I've sent someone to do this. "Bai Wenxuan has always done things without leakage.

As for the structure of Jingying, Wang Feng had already handed it over to Bai Wenxuan. According to Wang Feng's concept, the brand-new Beijing battalion will be expanded into four battalions, with the Shenji battalion operating firearms as the mainstay, supplemented by the infantry battalion, the cavalry battalion, and the baggage battalion, with each battalion consisting of four companies, each with four platoons and 2,000 men each. The four new battalions were 30,000 men each. In this way, the scale of the reorganized Beijing camp will reach 120,000 people. And these 120,000 will become one of the main forces of the Ming Dynasty.

"Young marshal, can they stand this kind of training," Bai Wenxuan was still a little worried. Bai Wenxuan had already read the training manual that Wang Feng handed him over, and it could be said that the training plan designed by Wang Feng was almost crazy.

"Five kilometres a day with weights. Two hours of combat training. An hour of theoretical learning. This intensive training course made Bai Wenxuan's scalp tingle when he thought about it.

"Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime. Wang Feng didn't think there was anything unreasonable about this. The training in the Beijing camp was brutal, but in terms of treatment, it was absolutely incomparable to any unit. Ten taels of silver per month. Fish and meat for every meal. If you are injured, there is such a pension, and if you look at the Ming Dynasty, which other army can do it.

"Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in wartime. Wang Feng didn't expect that the words he said casually would be turned into the future military soul of Jingying by Bai Wenxuan.

"What is this theoretical study of the young marshal," Bai Wenxuan still knew more about other training subjects, but he didn't understand what this theoretical study was.

"Wen Xuan. What do you say we are soldiers for," Wang Feng raised his head and looked at Bai Wenxuan, who had a blank face, and asked meaningfully.

"What is the purpose of being a soldier," Bai Wenxuan heard such a question for the first time. What is the purpose of being a soldier, Bai Wenxuan really doesn't know what it is for. For a while, he looked at Wang Feng and didn't know what to say.

"That's why I'm doing theory studies. Regarding Bai Wenxuan's reaction, Wang Feng didn't feel anything strange. It can be said that in the feudal society for thousands of years, there has not been a single commander who sued his soldiers, and what did they come here for?

Jingying poured Wang Feng's countless efforts. Wang Feng didn't want to be a person who made wedding dresses for others. The chaos of the Ming Dynasty is coming, and this is not something he can change alone, so when this chaotic era comes, Wang Feng must accumulate a qiē strength. And Jingying can only be loyal to him, Wang Feng.

"Holy. This is Jinyiwei's secret report. Wang Chengen respectfully handed over the fold. Since Wang Feng took over the Beijing camp, Chongzhen has increased his surveillance of the Beijing camp. Countless brocade guards infiltrated the Beijing camp in different capacities, and the secret reports were also continuously summarized to Wang Chengen.

"Wang Feng did a good job. Seeing the number of recruits, Chongzhen couldn't help but praise. The scale of more than 100,000 people means that the number of displaced people has decreased by more than 100,000. This is a big heart disease that alleviates Chongzhen's heart. Over the years, Chongzhen has continued to receive urgent documents from the governors in various places, and today it is either the homeless people here who are in turmoil or the homeless people who are in turmoil there. It may not be a good idea to recruit these displaced people into the army.

However, the problem of displaced people has eased slightly. But Wang Feng poked out the basket and kicked it back. Wang Feng said that Chongzhen would not agree at all. If every nobleman's son who was laid off had to be rewarded with silver, how could the Ming treasury stand it.

But these days, those princes and nobles can make Chongzhen so noisy that his ears are calloused. Chongzhen simply didn't see anyone and let them make trouble.

"Let Jinyiwei continue to monitor, but don't disturb Wang Feng. Chongzhen is still looking forward to Wang Feng's Beijing camp.

When the recruitment of troops in Beijing was going smoothly, Wang Feng was in trouble, and he was short of money.

For Wang Feng, after coming to this world, money has never been a problem for him. But since Ren Anqing's general army prepared to build Anqing Town, Wang Feng's money flowed outward like flowing water. Coupled with the Beijing camp that had recently begun to be built again, Wang Feng suddenly found that the silver was not enough.

"The young marshal should reduce the expenditure of Anqing Town and Jingying. "Although Anqing Town was transferred north to Liao, the food and salary were also uniformly allocated by the Ministry of War. However, the food and salary paid by the military department could not afford the high military expenses of Anqing Town, and Wang Feng had to pay a large amount of money every month to make up for the loss. Therefore, Bai Wenxuan's suggestion is also quite pertinent.

"No, I can't. Wang Feng didn't want to reject Bai Wenxuan directly. In this era, the army is fundamental, and money can be saved everywhere, but military spending cannot be saved.

"Young marshal. But we can't afford it at all......" Bai Wenxuan still wanted to persuade again.

"Needless to say, Wenxuan. I'll figure out how to deal with the money. ”