Chapter 567 Three hundred forbidden troops, I want to choose my own people to send out!
Outside Bianjing City.
Li Yan took Lin San to the Forbidden Army camp.
After the announcement, Lin Yuanjing came out quickly: "Erlang, why are you here?"
Li Yan smiled and said: "I came to see my father. I have something to ask my father for help."
Lin Yuanjing was quite surprised: "Okay! Okay! Come with me!"
Ever since he was almost afraid of words due to some words, he no longer encouraged him to learn, couldn't keep up with his son's topics of conversation, and no longer restrained him. When he saw his son's Han Xing Leng Yue Spear in the martial arts training ground, he even lost his martial arts skills.
Stop teaching.
Then I realized I had nothing to do...
Sometimes Lin Yuanjing felt proud, and sometimes quite disappointed. At this moment, he was finally needed, so he was very happy and led Li Yan towards the camp.
The outside of Bianjing City is much larger than the inner city, and there are as many as thirty-two Forbidden Army barracks. Most of them are located not far from the city gate. Troops can be mobilized into the city at any time, and rotational defense duties are also much more convenient.
This military camp is mainly used for training, but the first thing that attracts your attention after entering is not the training ground, but the stretch of shabby thatched huts surrounding it.
Li Yan looked carefully and frowned: "Those are the places where the Imperial Guards live? How much did it cost to build such a dilapidated house?"
Lin Yuanjing said: "There are only four buildings. The original houses were very simple. What you see now has been reinforced by soldiers."
The Northern Song Dynasty had a recruitment system. Those who joined the army had to take their family members with them after living in the military camp. There were special houses for living. At first glance, this seemed to be a kind of welfare treatment, but let alone the role of these relatives.
The role of hostages is that once a soldier escapes, he will be immediately confiscated and made into a slave. The key is that the conditions of the military camp dormitories of ordinary imperial troops are too simple.
After Li Yan saw it, he couldn't help but sigh: "I heard An Daoquan mention it before. The simple houses made of bamboo boards on the edge of the outer city cost only ten guan per room, and they were rented to the poorest out-of-state people.
But as a result, the construction standards of the military camp are that each room only has four walls. This is really a slum."
Lin Yuanjing sighed: "In the early years, these soldiers were even more miserable. Whenever they went out to station, their wives and children could only stay here and wait."
"When the Xihe River opened, every time a messenger returned with a letter on his back, there would be constant crying in the camp. They were all the helpless howls of wives and children after receiving the news of their death in battle. It was really uncomfortable to hear.
To the extreme, in the end, even this house may not be saved, and the dead man will be kicked out..."
"Fortunately, the rules have been relaxed in recent years. The army has moved to other places to fight, and the wives and children can also move there. After all, the garrison is not like Bianjing, and the houses can still be guaranteed."
Li Yan pursed his lips, looked away, and walked inside. Soon a huge military training ground came into view, where hundreds of forbidden troops were training.
It was said to be a military training ground, but it was only clearly circled, and there were many bumpy places. The imperial troops avoided those areas, so that they stood crookedly. Regardless of whether they had obsessive-compulsive disorder or not, it was very uncomfortable to watch.
Li Yan looked past the group of forbidden soldiers and looked towards the high platform, where he saw a burly man wearing armor and holding a bone, standing majestically on it, with a faint frown on his brows: "Is that Ban Zhi?
?”
Lin Yuanjing said: "Yes, this person's name is Wu Sui. He has extraordinary martial arts and is good at teaching skills. Many of the Banzhi guards in the palace are children of powerful people, just to make up the numbers, but there are also real Banzhi guards, and this is one of them
one."
Li Yan said: "I heard that among Ban Zhi, there are also people who have been serving in the palace since the time of Taizu. They often deliberately choose tall and strong women to marry, so all of them are tall and strong. Is there such a thing?
"
Lin Yuanjing said: "There are some, but the number is very small. They have lived in the deep palaces for a long time, and they are the most elite force guarding the official family."
Li Yan nodded slightly. Such Banzhi guards were a bit like the Beiya Baiqi in the early Tang Dynasty. Of course, they were certainly not up to that level, but at least during the Northern Song Dynasty, they were indeed the elite among a small group of elites.
Just when Ban Zhi was mentioned, Li Yan frowned and asked in a low voice: "Is the food and salary of the Imperial Army sufficient recently?"
Lin Yuanjing looked around and saw that no one was paying attention here, so he replied in a lower voice: "It depends on what kind of forbidden army it is. If it is a Banzhi guard, it will definitely be well paid, but it will be a bit reluctant to join the Fourth Army.
, the middle and lower imperial guards have never been enough..."
Li Yan had an idea in his mind.
According to the "Song Dynasty Military Chronicle", Banzhi's monthly salary ranged from money to 100 yuan, and there were many benefits. They were given monthly rations, silk, silk, cotton and other clothing, as well as various subsidies.
Then there are the superior imperial guards, that is, Pengri, Tianwu, Longwei and Shenwei, commonly known as the upper four armies. The salary of these people is 1,000 yuan.
The salary of the middle-level imperial army is 500-700 yuan, the salary of the low-level imperial army is 300-500 yuan, and the maximum salary of the Xiang army is 500 yuan, and the lowest salary is only salt and vegetable money or table salt.
If you don't have an idea, then when Suo Chao is called, because he walks like flying and delivers food quickly and well, he can earn 500 cash per day, which is equivalent to the income of the middle and lower-class imperial guards in one month.
Of course, the Forbidden Army also has some other welfare subsidies, which can also be converted into money, and there are not many delivery boys like Suo Chao in the entire Song Dynasty, so this comparison is a bit bullying.
But even if you don't get as much as Suo Chao, the normal salary you get from Suo Chao is much higher than that of a soldier. The key is that what you get in Suo Chao is actual copper coins. Generally, restaurants are unlikely to deduct these people's hard-earned money.
, after all, a lot has been scraped off.
The salary of the Imperial Army is only a theoretical regulation. When it is actually paid, it will first be converted into materials such as cloth and silk, and the discount standard is determined by the Ministry of Finance. The deductions are often huge, so that the Song Army often has troubles with pay.
The most classic one is that twenty-five years ago, soldiers from the Ordnance Manufacturing Bureau went on strike together because they worked overtime all year round and had their wages deducted. Shenzong's response at the time was this: "If it is based on the market price, it will cost more.
Where can I get money to give?"
To put it bluntly, we know we don’t pay enough wages, but we just don’t have the money to pay them.
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The hardships come and go, resulting in the military Han group being extremely poor and thrown down. Li Yan asked again: "In addition to the Banzhi and the upper imperial guards who have sufficient food and salary and generous treatment, the middle and lower imperial guards and the Xiang army are pitiful."
The monthly salary, as long as the family has a slightly larger number of people, is just a drop in the bucket, how can they survive?"
Lin Yuanjing was silent for a while, then sighed: "Some do small business in the Wan surname trade in Daxiangguo Temple, or go to the capital to run errands as idlers, rogues, or there are wives and daughters who make a living by picking up guests in the camp.
…”
Lin San, who was following behind, was dumbfounded when he heard the words. He thought of Zhang Huan and his group that he met in Happy Forest at the beginning. They were typical rogues who extorted money from people and then immediately gambled away their money. He thought they were members of the Forbidden Army.
It's bad, but according to this, they are still relatively wealthy, and there are more Imperial Guards who are even worse off.
During the Taiping years, the imperial troops guarding the capital had reached this point. Li Yan could only shake his head silently, and then asked: "Father, I asked you to select some motivated imperial troops and gather them for training. How many have you selected?"
Lin Yuanjing was startled and hesitated: "I have just started this matter, and there are not many people in terms of numbers. There are usually less than thirty people with some talent for guns and clubs."
Li Yan: "..."
You have been the instructor of the Forbidden Army for most of your life, and you only led thirty people. How can you say that?
The life of the Key Forbidden Army is not yet good, and most of them are living in a very bad way. If it were him, in less than a month, a team of at least 300 people would be raised. It was not a direct rebellion, but just a selection of those who could be cultivated.
Is it so difficult to cultivate people?
Lin Yuanjing actually kept this matter in mind, but he was used to following the crowd. He would go home from work after finishing whatever tasks were arranged by his superiors every day, and would not inquire about other people's secrets, let alone other people's business.
It is indeed difficult for him to take the initiative, even if it is just to recruit some available people.
He didn't want to disappoint his son, and his eyes moved: "I also told your Uncle Zhang about this matter. He can help. Why don't we go find him?"
Li Yan thought for a while and then remembered the Ma Jun coach Zhang Bofen.
There are many instructors, big and small, in the Forbidden Army. Those like Lin Yuanjing, who has a seventh-grade official position, are already considered good. At least they can wear green robes, like Zhang Bofen, and pretend to be a cavalry army instructor. In fact,
Even though he is a low-ranking official of the ninth rank, the two of them get along very well, and the two families often visit each other during the holidays, so they can be called close friends.
Li Yan didn't expect that his father could only bring out thirty people, and some of them might be wishful thinking and unwilling to obey the arrangements. He could only say: "Okay, let's go see Uncle Zhang."
Zhang Bofen was at the other end of the military camp, holding up a stone pier and struggling with his strength. When he saw Li Yan and Lin Yuanjing walking over, his eyes lit up: "The good nephew is here!"
Li Yan saluted: "Uncle Zhang!"
Zhang Bofen laughed and said to Lin Yuanjing: "My nephew is really a talented person. Brother Lin has a son like this, and the family will be prosperous!"
Normally, Lin Yuanjing would have laughed heartily, but now he felt a little embarrassed, always feeling like he was holding him back, and glanced at Zhang Bofen.
Zhang Bofen didn't understand what it meant, but Li Yan said directly: "I wonder how many progressive Imperial Guards there are under Uncle Zhang?"
Only then did Zhang Bofen understand: "Is this what happened? Brother Lin did tell me before that I can have more than two hundred people here."
Lin Yuanjing: "..."
Why is our gap so huge?
Li Yan was not surprised. After all, he was the leader of an army. This number was normal: "Can Uncle Zhang gather them together in a short period of time?"
Zhang Bofen's expression became solemn: "I wonder what my nephew is going to do?"
Li Yandao: "Judge Gongsun led 200 fast archers, and then transferred 300 people from the imperial army in Beijing to go into Wuyou Cave to clear out the bandits. This operation is different from the past. Wuyou Cave has internal and external troubles, so the chance of successful suppression is greatly increased.
I hope the people we select can participate in it."
Yesterday's incident was so big that even the main store, Tiexue Tower, was sealed. Zhang Bofen naturally knew about it, but he didn't expect that someone would invite him to go into Wuyou Cave to kill the thief. His expression changed: "That ghost Fan
The building is no better than the others. If I tell them about this, they won’t be willing to go.”
Li Yan recounted what he could tell, and finally concluded: "In an environment like Wuyou Cave, I can't guarantee that danger will not occur, but compared to other battlefields that are more dangerous and unpredictable, this is already the best
Chance."
"Uncle Zhang, the reason why I asked my father and you to mobilize the motivated Forbidden Army is because I hope to change their lives. At least tell them about this matter and let them make a choice."
"After all, when the Queen Mother's edict is issued, the three hundred forbidden troops will still be deployed. If you believe in me and Judge Gongsun, make preparations in advance."
Zhang Bofen fell silent, thinking of Wuyou Cave, a nightmare that had shrouded Bianjing for hundreds of years, and he flinched.
But looking at the Erlang of the Lin family, who was now becoming famous in the capital and being talked about by more and more people, and the cold-faced judge who had become a confidant of the Queen Mother, he became a little moved again.
In the end, the dilapidated buildings in the Forbidden Army camp and the soldiers' families in ragged clothes made Zhang Bofen make up his mind: "What my nephew said is true. This is an opportunity. We should really tell them that I believe you and your son. This matter is settled."
Me alone!"
Li Yan clasped his fists, watched Zhang Bofen leave, and then looked at Lin Yuanjing: "Father, gather your people too. Today, we are going to do something that will shock the entire Bianjing and even all the states in the world."