The reward for military merit is 10,000 yuan, the "reward" given by the Intelligence Department of the Metropolitan Governor's Office is also 10,000 yuan, and the bonus of the Ordnance Bureau is at least 5,000 yuan.

Obviously not to make a fortune, but in the end he reaped a lot, and this unintentional situation made him a little ridiculous.

Compared with the pension of the sacrificed soldiers, it seems that the money you get is too much?

A private's salary is $40 per month, while the standard pension of the highest class is 12 months' salary, i.e. $480. At the same time, a compensation of 10 years will be paid, and the amount paid each year is equivalent to three months' salary, i.e. 120 yuan; If there are minor orphans, the compensation amount is doubled until they reach adulthood.

For the voluntary military service system, this pension standard is not low in the world today, but because of the imperfection and bureaucracy of the Ming Dynasty in the pension system, in fact, many times it cannot be implemented.

In the final analysis, this is actually very simple, that is, there has been no major battle in these decades, and not enough people have died.

A typical example is the United Kingdom, which had been in the form of voluntary military service before the European War, and had never experienced such a large-scale, high-intensity, and prolonged war, so it lacked experience in administering pensions for soldiers with huge casualties. In the early days of the European War, the old, scattered and inefficient pension system was still in use.

So after being hit hard by the tragic European war, the huge number of casualties almost collapsed the four departments in charge of pensions, and the people were extremely dissatisfied with this. It was only after the Battle of the Marne that Britain began to try to improve and perfect the pension system.

If you don't suffer losses, you won't change, and this is true in ancient and modern times, both in China and abroad.

"Why are you worried about this? It's none of your business, it's the work of the government. ”

"How can you say that?"

On the evening of the last day of mid-August, Xia Xiaoshi generously said that she would invite Zhou Changfeng to dinner and watch a movie, because the school issued movie ticket vouchers to each of the teachers, which can be regarded as the welfare of the government-run organization.

The two of them paced on the shore of Mochou Lake, Zhou Changfeng glanced at her, and said seriously: "Loving soldiers like sons and using soldiers like mud is a necessary character for every qualified general. Usually, if you ignore your subordinates, who will listen to you when you go into battle? I can't figure it out if I'm going to be shot black. But cherishing also points the situation, and when the war really starts, you have to ignore their life and death. ”

After finishing speaking, he added leisurely: "Besides, don't look at my scenery, but military exploits are bloody, and it is not a lie to succeed in ten thousand bones." Even if you only speak in good conscience, you should value my soldiers, right? ”

The army is a melting pot of fish and dragons, and the perimeter wind before crossing is well aware of this.

Some people enlist in the army in order to make meritorious contributions and then be promoted to become rich, and some people just have a stable career just to carry guns and eat food, which cannot be said to be superficial, but can only be said to be more realistic, and hot-blooded idealists are a minority after all.

Respect for the noble, and don't have to be too harsh on the "realistic people", the one who can fulfill his duties and complete the task is a good soldier, this is Zhou Changfeng's teacher's advice when he graduated, and he has always kept it in mind.

As for himself, what is he? Zhou Changfeng actually doesn't like to define himself, he thinks that as long as he can be worthy of his conscience.

"The battle between life and death is indeed cold." Xia Xiaoshi nodded as if she didn't understand, and hesitated: "My father said that no one can never forget the beginning, people will change, and when they are in a high position, the little people are just numbers." ”

"What does Daddy do?"

"Didn't I tell you? He is in the middle of the criminal department. ”

The position of the ministry has a long history, but it began in the Ming Dynasty that it was divided into six departments to supervise hundreds of officials. During the Hongwu period, it was adjusted many times, that is, it was used to supervise the six departments and impeach officials, and the thirteen departments supervised the imperial history and were called the science and road officials.

Those who do this are probably used to seeing the affairs of the sea for a long time, and it is not uncommon to say such things.

Zhou Changfeng, who had a complicated gaze, was silent for a while, and finally said leisurely: "At least until then, I still have to speak of conscience." ”

As the sun gradually came to the western horizon, the two left Mochou Lake and took the bus back to Xicheng District, planning to go to the movies after dinner.

The world's first sound film was born in the late twenties, but it developed rapidly in less than a decade, and in the past seven or eight years alone, hundreds of sound films have emerged, and silent films have also reached their peak.

Several movies released in the summer of Zhichang Thirty-six are quite good, and "Jinyi Wei Fengyun" some time ago and now "The Legend of the White Lady" have been highly praised.

Xia Xiaoshi was naturally not happy to watch the former who fought and killed, so she asked tentatively, "What will you see later?" ”

Choose the legend of the white snake, choose the legend of the white snake! She said expectantly.

"Whatever you want." Zhou Changfeng could see at a glance that she was struggling with something, so he pretended to add casually: "Or... Let's go and see how Monk Hai suppressed the White Lady. ”

"Good!" Xia Xiaoshi, who was overjoyed, immediately nodded, for fear that he would change his words.

Now, it is just 7 o'clock in the evening in Nanjing, and 12 o'clock in the afternoon in Geneva, in the 1st East District.

Bordered by France on the east, south and west of Lake Geneva, Geneva is a cosmopolitan city home to many international organizations.

In the skies above Cwantland International Airport, escorted by two D.27 fighters of the Swiss Air Force, the two passenger planes on which the Ming delegation was flying slowly approached and finally landed smoothly.

The Ming delegation, which flew to Geneva to attend the League of Nations Congress, totaled 31 people, headed by Wailang Weijingyun, secretary for foreign affairs of the Ministry of Rites.

Walking down the stairs, everyone stepped onto a foreign land, and some of the members of the delegation were arriving for the first time, so there was a somewhat different feeling.

"The hotel is ready, senior, will you go now?" A young officer approached the middle-aged man at the front and asked.

"Don't hurry," the latter was Wei Jingyun, he looked ahead, "Has our gift arrived?" ”

"It's probably still in transit, and it is estimated that it will arrive tomorrow morning."

"Well, let's go."

"Senior, do you think it's really useful for us to talk about this?"

The League of Nations Congress, which has been held year after year, has really not played a big role, but the world situation has become increasingly tense in recent years, and how much role can the League of Nations, which many people have pinned their hopes on, play?

"In many cases, wasted effort is unavoidable." Wei Jingyun glanced at him and said meaningfully, "Make a show... Doing and not doing may seem insignificant, but the nature is very different. ”

As for the so-called gift, it is actually a gift from the Ming court to the League of Nations - it is a delicate large-scale bronze statue of the divine beast.

The statue was transported by sea to Marseille, a famous port city in the south of France, three days ago, and then transported by rail to Geneva.

(End of chapter)