"Woo~Hongci~Hongci..."

After the whistle blew, a long train, emitting a plume of black smoke, slowly began to slow down.

"Director, we are almost at the station. Please help me pack your luggage."

"Oh, thank you."

Looking out the train window, Yuan Chonghuan let out a long sigh as the scenery became clearer and clearer as the speed of the train slowed down.

At the end of last year, he relied on the recommendation of two retired old bureaucrats, Han Xu and Zhang Heming, to visit Fang Guiwei, the then Minister of Civil Affairs.

Originally, according to his idea, he was a fifth-rank official. This time there was a major organizational adjustment, and there were so many new positions in the court. What's the matter, his rank can also be raised one level? I dare not say for the third rank, but from the third rank, to the fourth rank

You should always have something to taste, right?

Who knows, Fang Zhuangwei arranged for him to be assigned to the General Administration of Military Service according to his ideas. However, the rank was not changed at all: he was still in the fifth rank.

The fifth rank was a magistrate in the Ming Dynasty - now, he is a mayor of a prefecture-level city.

According to Li Shizhong's arrangement, the General Administration of Military Service would establish local military service bureaus in all provinces and autonomous regions of the Ming Dynasty. The director of the military service bureau of each province or region happened to be the fifth rank. Therefore, Yuan Chonghuan took the initiative to apply to be the Chief Secretary of Guangdong.

Director of Military Service.

In order to ensure that his application would be successful, he went to Li Shizhong without saying anything. He also restrained his self-esteem and quietly asked Chen Zizhuang, the current Minister of Foreign Affairs of the Ming Dynasty, who was the same year as him.

Who knew that after the final appointment, he was actually asked to be the Military Service Director of the Greater Mongolia Region.

When he received the appointment letter, he almost went berserk on the spot. But when he saw the few colleagues around him looking at him with envious and jealous expressions, he smashed and smashed, and finally came back to his senses.

Nowadays, the working class of the Ming Dynasty, a family of four, with the couple working as full-time workers and the two children doing child labor, can earn about 25 silver dollars a year. After the implementation of the system of working from one person to another, farmers in the Ming Dynasty

The burden has been significantly reduced. A farmer's family of four can earn about 15 to 18 silver dollars a year if the weather is good.

With the above income, there is no problem in providing food and clothing. If the farmers are diligent and thrifty, and are lucky enough not to encounter any major natural or man-made disasters, and accumulate for one or two generations, they can probably provide for one child to go to school. What about the workers? What if?

If you are a parent at the right age, are strong enough to do more work, and are lucky enough not to be injured at work, you can even support a child in school at that time.

However, the treatment of workers and peasants is obviously not as good as that of soldiers.

An ordinary soldier's monthly income is two silver dollars in the first year of joining the army, and it will increase by two silver cents every year. And this income is pure income: food, clothing, housing and transportation are all covered by the army! In other words, an ordinary soldier

The income is enough to support a family of four.

Of course, soldiers have to fight with their lives when war comes, and there is a risk of death. But the martyrs in the army are also treated very well: not only do their families receive 50 yuan for funeral expenses, but the state is also responsible for raising minor children.

Until the age of eighteen - this is parenting, that is to say, in addition to providing food, you are also responsible for the education of this child!

If someone is disabled but not killed in the war, in addition to a one-time 20 yuan retirement allowance, the newly established General Administration of Military Service is also responsible for arranging employment - usually as a concierge in government offices at all levels, or at various post stations and railways.

He works as a postman at Daokou. This income is guaranteed to be around 20 yuan per year. In addition, one of Canjun's children can also be guaranteed to go to school nearby.

What if you are very lucky and have not scratched your skin in various wars, and you are retired with all your hands and feet? The state will provide you with a retirement fee of 10 yuan, and the General Administration of Military Service is also responsible for arranging employment: collective farms, various factories, etc.

Everything is done for you.

When Yuan Chonghuan thought about these things carefully, he suddenly realized that, unknowingly, serving as a soldier had become one of the best choices for the young people of the Ming Dynasty besides studying and becoming an official.

Then he felt ashamed of his previous stupidity: How stupid does he have to be to take the initiative to apply to go to Guangdong? In that place, except for the mountainous areas in northern Guangdong, the entire Pearl River Delta is a land of plenty, and the land there is used twice a year.

In Sanzhou, the income of local farmers is generally higher than that of ordinary farmers in the Ming Dynasty. The local sea trade is developed, there are many factories and businessmen there, and there are naturally many opportunities for young people to make a living: in a word, go to Guangdong to be the director of military service, and don’t worry about other jobs for the time being.

He said, but recruiting new recruits is probably not easy - there are too many industries to choose from, and being a soldier is not the only way out.

But it's different when you go to Mongolia: the economy of this place is backward, and the herdsmen who entered the Baotou Heavy Industry Base are fine. Although they work harder and have more control, in one year, a strong man can still earn

More than 15 silver dollars. And what about ordinary herdsmen? After working hard all year round, seven or eight silver dollars would be good!

Therefore, it is very satisfying to be the Director of Military Service in Mongolia: the local people will be swarming to send their best young men to the army, which makes the main work of the Military Service Bureau very easy.

Of course, the General Administration of Military Service also has the problem of coordinating military-civilian relations and relocating retired soldiers. These two tasks are probably difficult to handle elsewhere: the Ming Dynasty has openly discriminated against soldiers for more than two hundred years. This stubborn concept is not what "Emperor Ming Dynasty"

"Charter" can be completely reversed as soon as it comes out. But in Mongolia, that is not a problem at all: strength is more important on the grassland.

So, if you think about it carefully: It’s the fellow villagers who have done the hard work and sent themselves to Mongolia – this is a place where it is easy to achieve results!

The train came to a complete stop, and Yuan Chonghuan also stopped his reverie, then climbed up from the sleeper, began to stretch his muscles and tidy up his appearance: The train has been running for a whole day from Beijing to Hohhot. It would be unreasonable to have to sit on a hard seat.

Can't.

After some troubles, Yuan Chonghuan walked out of the train with about twenty of his subordinates assigned by the General Administration of Military Service, but suddenly found that on the platform, there were a group of nobles wearing traditional Mongolian costumes, surrounded by several officials wearing Hanfu.

, already standing there to greet them.

Just when he was feeling frightened and felt that it would be bad to have Shangguan wait for him, he heard an ear-piercing whistle.

"All my colleagues from the Mongolian Department of the Ministry of Public Security, come here to gather!"

Following this shout, more than 20 capable men wearing large-brimmed hats and uniform navy blue police uniforms walked out of the car in front. The leader was tall, well-proportioned, and had well-proportioned muscles.

There are two green beard marks on his lips. Judging from his appearance, he is only twenty years old. Compared with Yuan Chonghuan, who is already in his forties, he is obviously full of youthful vitality.

The uniformed team quickly lined up. Then the young man in the lead walked up without looking at his colleagues from the Military Service Bureau who were busy forming the team next to him, and faced the man who was being

The senior Han officials surrounded by Mongolian princes saluted and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty, Wu Sangui, Director of the Mongolian Department of the Ministry of Public Security of the Ming Dynasty, pays homage to General Zhonglang!"

...Hiss~, seeing the capable Wu Sangui taking a step ahead of him, Yuan Chonghuan somehow felt like he had his luck taken away.

"Exit, my official, Yuan Chonghuan, leads all colleagues from the Mongolian Bureau of the General Administration of Military Service to pay homage to General Zhonglang."

There is no other way. The Military Service Bureau is a mixed civil and military service, so the uniforms are not uniform. Naturally, the momentum is weaker than that of the people in the Public Security Department. And the momentum of its chief officer Yuan Chonghuan is much weaker than Wu Sangui.

So much so that the officials of the Military Service Bureau felt a little dull at the moment.

But soon, a weaker voice sounded: "Your Majesty, Yan Mingtai, Director of the Mongolian Department of the Ministry of Justice of the Ming Dynasty, pays homage to General Zhonglang."

"Your Majesty, the Director of the Department of Labor, the Department of Taxation, the Department of Industry and Commerce, the Department of Education... pay homage to General Zhonglang."

"Hahaha, okay, okay, all the great sages have come to our Mongolia, and the millions of people in the three regions of Mongolia will be able to bathe in the emperor's grace. Everyone, after you have formed your team, please talk to the Taiji around me.

Together, I have prepared a wonderful Naadam Conference for everyone on the grassland outside the city, so everyone should appreciate my Mongolian customs!"

Since May 1630, as countless trains departed from Beijing, nearly 6,000 of the Ming Dynasty's nearly 10,000 officials were dispatched to various parts of the country. Their task was to advance the
Chapter completed!