After approving a slip to improve the food and sending away the local officials who were clamoring to go into the city to live in a good house, Gao Wengui decided to plan how to use this somewhat tricky reinforcement.

In the past, although the military discipline of the King of Jin was good, he did not have much control over the soldiers brought by Tusi himself (absorbing it is another matter), but this time, His Majesty the Emperor gave him a dictation: "In this Northern Expedition, military discipline is the top priority." "You can't afford not to pay attention to it. So, Gao Wengui called the staff officers together for a meeting.

"Before I begin, I would like to stress confidentiality again. If the news of this military conference is spoken, don't let me know who said it. Gao Wengui scanned the surroundings with cold eyes. I have just asked people to check the soldiers and horses, and the general situation of the toast outside is as follows. ”

A piece of paper was placed on the table, on which was written the name of each toast, the strength of the troops, and some simple information, and Gao Wengui asked the staff officers to pass it around.

"The question is, how should these 6,000 people be used? It is used in the rear, and it is afraid of its nuisance; If you use it in the front, it's a shame if something happens. Your Majesty personally told me before I was ordered to go on the expedition, this military discipline is the top priority, we are the king's division, not thieves, we can't be thieves like combs, soldiers are like grates. ”

Looking around, no one got up to speak. It's not that the feudal army has the bad habit of not daring to speak and looking at the style, but these staff officers really don't know what to say--- unlike those literati staff who like to talk about "surprise soldiers and tricks", the staff officers of the new army are more likely to formulate and implement battle plans at a glance, not so much as people, but personal meat calculators (of course, this is also limited by the poor quality of teaching materials and the shortage of instructors). The soldiers who came out of the three-month crash course for staff officers could not give very good opinions on the battle.

At this time, Chang Kaishen, a logistics staff officer, stood up. "There are lowly positions... There is an immature idea. ”

"You say, it's okay." Gao Wengui thought to himself that it would be good for someone to come out and speak.

"That humble position will lead to bricks. In fact, we can divide a small army and disperse it to each Tusi soldier to restrain military discipline. Along the way, there is no need to fortify everywhere, just collect its surrender army. As for the small number of barbarians who are greedy enough to swallow elephants and have to rob, in addition to showing their heads to the public, there is another way to make money. ”

"However, this method is more complicated and may be ......"

"Just say it."

"Yes." Chang Kaishen nodded, "Since the military rations have not yet arrived and we can't enter the army, then when our army is stationed here, we can reward these native soldiers first." ”

Gao Wengui was a little displeased when he heard this: Isn't it to raise an arrogant army if you are rewarded for nothing?

"But don't give them money directly, and don't give them things directly. Instead, they were given a kind of paper money, and then they were asked to buy things with the money. I heard that the natives like spirits, but the spirits can only be produced by a few ministers under the imperial court such as Ava Zhongxing, and they can set some higher prices so that they need to accumulate this kind of treasure money, and before that, try to make these local soldiers addicted to alcohol... First, they can't grab the soju to drink, and secondly, they don't want to jump back, all they hold in their hands are treasure money, and if they jump back, they will be worthless. ”

"Staff Officer Chang, I didn't see it, you are still a top student." Gao Wengui said with a smile. "However, the matter is serious, and the private printing of treasure money will also be questioned by the court."

"Yes, the lowly position is not well thought out."

"However, treasure money can't be printed, and military tickets can still be printed." Gao Wengui had a cunning smile on his face, "When the war is over, just take back all these military tickets and destroy them." ”

Since it is different from treasure money, Gao Wengui does not use money, two of these monetary units, but uses the unit of measurement of wine: the horn. And the price of alcohol is also set in a veritable name: a dime military ticket can buy a dime of wine.

Two days later, the first batch of stamps of similar quality and straw paper was handed out to each of the native soldiers, who were told that in a few days a large number of good things would arrive and that they could be exchanged for straw paper. The vast majority of the soldiers were ignorant, holding the idea of "in case there is really something good", so the straw paper was kept.

As the Ming army became farther and farther away from Zhongxing City, more and more troops were gathered from various Tusi contacts. The local prefects, prefectures, and chiefs of the prefectures each ordered barbarians to come down the mountain. It can be seen that Wu Sangui, a big traitor who was forced to fight anyway, still has some influence (in history, the scale of the anti-Qing struggle in Yunnan is far smaller than that of the original plane).

Yunnan is remote, and in some places where local officials are set up, slash-and-burn cultivation is still practiced, and even though Zhu Youlang sent a small but sophisticated force to reduce the logistical pressure, the documents requesting the transportation of grain still rushed down the surging river. The Irrawaddy River rushes down and ships can reach it quickly. But the direction of grain transportation is the opposite, and the river washes the bow of the ship again and again, so that all parts along the way have to levy and send people to pull fiber.

The newly built rail transit has repeatedly overturned and crashed after briefly exceeding the maximum capacity. For this reason, the Ava Railway had to order a reduction in capacity, reducing the number of trains from eight to four per day.

At the end of January, the main force of the Ming army was forced to stop marching, and began to establish grain stations in the prefectures and counties along the way, in order to guard the grain stations, Zhu Youlang also added a new infantry battalion to the north. One-fifth of the huge material needs on the front line were pressed to Zhongxingzhou, which made Liu Kanshan, who returned to his hometown, feel the pressure, and almost all the workshops in the city undertook the task of doubling the production, not only because of the collapse of the oil lamp, which led to several fire accidents, but also caused the quality of the products to drop a lot. If the quartermaster or even the general at the front told him, this young man, who had suddenly risen to a high position from the fifth rank within a year, might have to "take leadership responsibility."

It was another winter morning, Liu Guanshan rolled up on the bed where Zhu Youlang had slept once, washed up under the service of two Burmese servants, and got up in the misty sky to give instructions for as many documents as a book.

The vast majority of the documents are written in Chinese, sometimes interspersed with typos or even Burmese. The content is nothing more than that there is too much grain to be collected and purchased, and it is required to reduce the burden. Or maybe the units in the city ask for additional wages--- it seems that many workers are beginning to have opinions.

Collecting grain and asking for wages are, in the final analysis, hard-core economic issues. Even as the only Sanzhou and the second largest industrial city directly under the imperial court, Zhongxing Prefecture still couldn't come up with so much money.

"Go, put these documents in circles, add the money together, remove the useless, and count how much."

Liu Guanshan threw the document to a young accountant who had graduated from a crash course, and crossed the threshold to move his muscles. Looking back at the teenager who could sweat urgently in winter, Liu Guanshan couldn't help but think of himself a year ago, when he was working in the village, and he was just as young and nervous.

"I don't know what will become of him in a year's time..."

sighed a few words in a low voice with feelings, and heard the accountant say that it was over--- much faster than he was at that time.

"The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves..."

The result was forty-two thousand four hundred taels. There were also more than 7,000 stone of grain and 15,000 taels of silver in the storehouse. ”

"More than 20,000 taels... This is to report to the imperial court, and it is impossible for the imperial court to fill the gap! Seeing that the gap was much larger than his intuitive impression, Liu Guanshan threw his emotion aside, and there seemed to be a big sad word written on his face. As a "veteran cadre" who had served in Ava for half a year, Liu Guanshan thought that he still had a good idea of the amount of funds and expenditures of each yamen, more than 20,000 taels, and the household department and the internal affairs government might take it out, and if other departments came up with three or four thousand taels, the chief officials would be able to play with you.

Want more than 20,000? I'm afraid I'm not blinded by lard?

Liu Guanshan has no doubt that whoever goes to Ava with a slip to ask for money will be beaten and thrown out of the yamen with a red and swollen buttocks--- isn't this asking for his own life?

However, there are dozens of factories and mining units up and down ZTE, all of them are waiting to be paid! Liu Guanshan, who has been in the officialdom for "a year", feels that he can't rely on these little officials who write crookedly--- and in his heart, he feels very much that the rule maintained by these people is not far from that of children. After a short meeting and said that he was going to Ava to get money, Liu Zhizhou ordered someone to pack his luggage briefly, and got on a passenger boat going down the river the next day.

Unlike the last time I went to Ava to report, the "high-ranking officials" from the fifth grade should have the first-class reimbursement authority. With a special ticket stamped, Liu Kanshan walked into the spacious first-class cabin under the waiter's low-eyed service, no longer having to squeeze together with all kinds of people, Liu Kanshan slept beautifully.