Chapter 0270 The military system of the pit father
The jailer wanted to take this opportunity to climb up to Kou Ji, but looking at Kou Ji's attitude, it was obvious that he wanted to leave.
Then the table at Fanlou that he spent a lot of money on, isn't it a waste?
Kou Ji didn't know what the jailer was thinking. Even if he knew, he wouldn't pay attention to the jailer.
To Kou Ji, supporting one or two minor officials was just a matter of casual words.
But he will not support the jailer.
The jailers have been in prison for a long time and have become a kind of individual. Their best ability is to adapt to the situation.
Such people are not reliable and cannot be cultivated into confidants, so Kou Ji will not support them.
As long as Kou Ji always maintains a high position, they will always look groveling in front of Kou Ji.
After casually throwing two gold leaves on the plate held by the jailer, Kou Ji shook off his sleeves and left the cell.
The jailer did not refuse this time. He accepted the two gold leaves dropped by Kou Ji and entered Ding Wei's cell with a plate of food.
Ding Wei sat on the ground like a wooden man.
What Kou Ji said kept echoing in his mind.
"Did I really make a mistake?"
Ding Wei suddenly raised his head, stared at the jailer and asked.
The jailer was stunned and didn't know how to answer.
"I'm right. What's wrong is that brat Kou Ji. He actually wanted to influence me with his rhetoric."
"Killing...heart-breaking...what a vicious boy..."
Ding Wei shook his head and muttered.
The jailer had no intention of talking to him, put down the plate in his hand, and exited the cell.
Ding Wei ignored the rich meat and wine on the plate and kept talking about it.
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Kou Ji came out of the prison of the Ministry of Punishment, heaved a sigh of relief, got on the sedan and returned to his house.
After entering the mansion, he walked all the way to Kou Zhun's study. After calling him, he entered the study.
Kou Zhun was practicing calligraphy, holding a brush and splashing ink. When he heard Kou Ji entering the study, he looked up, then lowered his head, splashing ink, and asked: "See you?"
Kou Ji nodded, "I saw it..."
"how?"
"He tried to guide me with his fallacies, but in the end I was refuted and was speechless."
Kou Zhun put down his pen and said quietly: "Speaking of which, Ding Wei is indeed a talented person, but it's a pity that his mind is not right and he took the wrong path."
"I think so too..."
"What did he say to you, and what did you say to him?"
Kou Ji briefly recounted the conversation between him and Ding Wei.
Kou Zhun nodded repeatedly after hearing this, "Being a human being and an official is the way it should be. It's commendable that you can understand this truth at your current age.
As for what Ding Wei said, don't take it to heart.
I gave him a pot of turbid wine and a plate of deer tails, just to tell him that he had taken the wrong path and to make him realize that he was dead, but I didn't expect that he didn't understand what I meant."
"That's all, he will be a dead man soon, I don't even bother to pay attention to him."
Kou Zhun looked at Kou Ji and said, "I have given Xiang Minzhong, Wang Zeng, and you three days of rest. You can rest well at home during these three days."
"clear……"
Kou Ji agreed, left Kou Zhun's study, and returned to his yard.
He stayed in his yard for one day, and on the second day he couldn't stay there any longer.
Kou Zhong reported that there were several gift-givers at the door, and Kou Ji needed to receive them personally.
Kou Ji said with a puzzled look on his face: "My family rarely accepts gifts, so just send them away in the same way as before.
Why ask me?"
Kou Zhong bent down and said with a smile: "The person giving the gift this time is a little different. The old servant can't drive him away."
Kou Ji looked suspicious and appeared outside the house under the guidance of Kou Zhong.
Looking up, you can see what Kou Zhong said about the difference between gift-givers.
It was a group of thin and weak men, escorting dozens of large trucks filled with grain.
The leader was an old man, holding a long whip in his hand and sitting on the shaft of the cart.
After seeing Kou Ji, he hurriedly jumped out of the car, walked quickly to Kou Ji, and saluted: "Little old man meets little Kou Gong..."
Kou Ji hurriedly came forward and helped him up, "Why are you here?"
The old man grinned and said: "Not long after you left, there was a lot of ripe wheat in the fields. The little old man hurriedly asked people to cut it, peel it off and bring it to you.
I just want you to be the first to eat this year’s new wheat, the wheat we grow ourselves.”
Kou Ji supported the old man and didn't know what to say.
Looking at the old man's clothes and the clothes of those who followed him, Kou Ji knew that they arrived at Bianjing City on a starry night journey.
Because there was a lot of mud on their trouser legs.
It's dew mixed with dust.
The people are simple, if you do them a favor, they will repay you with all their heart and soul.
Although the things they give may not be valuable, the things they can get away with must be the best things in their homes.
"Go into the house and say..."
Kou Ji pulled the old man towards the house.
At the same time, he ordered Kou Zhong: "Ask the servants in the palace to unload the grain. Some of it will be kept for delivery to the palace, and some will be ground into powder by the mill in the palace for the cooks in the kitchen to make it into food."
Kou Zhong agreed with a smile and quickly ordered the people in the house to do things.
The old man led a group of men from the Bulgarian Army and followed Koji to the door, but they refused to go in.
He forced Kou Ji to find a hotel for them to stay in the house.
Kou Ji thought at first that the old man was being polite to him, until he noticed that the old man's eyes fell on the clean ground inside the door of Kou's mansion from time to time, as well as on their clothes covered with mud.
Kou Ji understood the old man's thoughts.
The old man was afraid that the dirt on his body would stain the Kou Mansion.
Kou Ji called Kou Zhong over and gave him some instructions in his ear.
Kou Zhong understood and went into the mansion to make arrangements.
Kou Ji took the old man's hand and entered Kou's house.
Seeing that he couldn't resist Kou Ji, the old man took the men he led and rubbed the dirt off his body at the door, and then followed Kou Ji into Kou's mansion.
After entering the Kou Mansion, Kou Ji did not lead them along the right path, but passed through corridors one after another and followed a messy path to a courtyard.
The old man looked at the mess on the ground. He wanted to speak several times but held back.
But the men who followed the old man criticized him one by one.
He said that the servants of the Kou Mansion were lazy and couldn't even clean up the yard.
Kou Ji smiled calmly and said nothing.
Kou Ji asked Kou Zhong to arrange a clean and comfortable yard for them.
There are no tall buildings or anything magnificent in the yard.
When the old man and others arrived, they looked very comfortable.
After they made a circle in the yard, they lost their restraint and started wandering around in the yard one by one.
After Kou Ji arranged for them to stay, he chatted with them for a while.
By the time night fell, the flour had been ground in the Kou Mansion's mill and sent to the Kou Mansion kitchen.
The cooks used fresh flour to prepare delicacies one after another and served them on the table.
Kou Ji had a meal with the old man and others.
The old man and others were afraid that they had not tasted the new wheat since it came down, and instead hurriedly brought it to Kou Ji.
Therefore, Kou Ji felt that it was necessary for them to eat the food they had planted as soon as possible.
Men don't seem to like sitting at the dinner table. They seem to be more accustomed to holding bowls and eating while squatting, or gathering together in small groups and sitting on the floor to eat.
The old man was holding a bowl of white noodles with no salt or vinegar, but his eyes filled with tears as he ate it.
When Kou Ji opened his mouth to comfort him, the old man said excitedly: "Thanks to you, I can eat the white flour I grew myself."
Kou Ji laughed softly and said, "This is what you deserve..."
"What should we deserve... What kind of life did the old man and others live before, and what kind of life are they living now?
The little old man's heart is not blind, so he feels it clearly."
Kou Ji whispered: "We are a family now, so don't say those polite words."
The old man nodded heavily and said: "A family..."
After eating and drinking, Kou Ji asked Kou Zhong to arrange for these people to sleep, leaving the old man alone and chatting together for a while.
He asked about Baozhou and the situation of the Baosai Army.
The old man did not hide anything from Kou Ji, and told Kou Ji everything about Baozhou.
When it came to this year's grain production, the old man asked Kou Ji cautiously.
"Little Kou Gong, do we need to pay taxes?"
"Pay taxes? What taxes?"
Kou Ji looked doubtful.
The old man said seriously: "When the little old man left Baozhou, he bumped into some judge. He broke into the camp of our Baosai Army and insisted on making our Baosai Army pay taxes.
It was said that since he won the imperial court's land, he should pay taxes to the imperial court.
The little old man originally wanted to ask in detail.
But the judge was driven away by General Yang.
General Yang said, since we have military status, whatever land we plant and how much grain we produce are our own, and we don’t have to pay a penny of grain to the court.”
Kou Ji nodded when he heard this and said, "Yang Wenguang is right. According to the rules of the imperial court, as a member of the military, you do not need to pay food to the imperial court.
Instead, the imperial court will have to give you a salary."
When the old man heard this, he breathed a sigh of relief and said, "With your words, I feel relieved.
I know the rule that you don't have to pay for military membership.
The little old man is just worried about whether the court will issue any new decrees that will cause you to get into trouble for protecting the little old man and others."
Kou Ji laughed softly and said, "Just be patient and I won't have any trouble.
If I really get into trouble, I won't be afraid if you can help me."
Hearing this, the old man smiled brightly and said, "What you said makes sense."
Kou Ji smiled and said, "How about that batch of horses?"
The old man smiled and said: "That batch of horses is fine. We are taking good care of them. After a few years, we will definitely be able to turn them around."
"That's good……"
The old man seemed to have remembered something, fumbled around in his arms, pulled out a letter, and handed it to Kou Ji.
Kou Ji took the letter and looked at it, and saw the words Yang Wenguang and other words.
Kou Ji took apart the paint and looked through it carefully.
After reading the letter, Kou Ji looked thoughtful.
Yang Wenguang stated in the letter that after he took over the control of the Bulgarian Army, he was deeply aware of the corruption of the Bulgarian Army's military system, and intended to sort out the Bulgarian Army, eliminate the old, weak, sick and disabled in the army, so as to achieve the goal of elite troops.
Yang Wenguang has already made some calculations about this.
After his preliminary calculation, he found that there were less than 8,000 elite and young soldiers of the Bulgarian Army.
The rest are all old, weak, sick and disabled.
A full-strength Bulgarian Army should number 50,000 people.
Once Yang Wenguang implements the decree of elite troops, the Bulgarian Army will be abolished and only 8,000 people will be left.
Fifty thousand versus eight thousand, the gap is a bit big.
Once someone takes the opportunity to write to the court and accuse Yang Wenguang of evil intentions, Yang Wenguang will be in great trouble.
So Yang Wenguang wrote to ask Kou Ji and wanted to know what Kou Ji meant.
Kou Ji actually agrees with Yang Wenguang's idea. When the military system is corrupt, elite soldiers are very necessary.
It's just that once Yang Wenguang chooses elite soldiers, a large part of the army will be eliminated.
Among them was the old man sitting next to Kou Ji.
No one knows whether they will get angry or make trouble.
Once they break out, the great situation that Kou Jigang created in Baozhou will most likely be ruined.
With a concern, Kou Ji looked at the old man thoughtfully.
He wanted to ask the old man what he meant, and wanted to use the old man to find out what the other soldiers of the Bulgarian Army meant.
It's just that people treat him sincerely, but he wants to destroy their jobs, so he is a little embarrassed to speak.
"Is it about disarmament?"
The old man was the first to speak and asked cheerfully.
Kou Ji was stunned and asked: "How do you know?"
The old man laughed softly and said: "General Yang is too young after all, and everything is shown on his face.
From the time he kept looking at us old guys in the camp, we knew that he wanted to disarm.
The little old man has seen that look countless times.
Every general who comes before the little old man wants to abolish us old guys.
But in the end, every general has to let us old guys come out to help them defend against the enemy."
Kou Ji said solemnly: "I believe Yang Wenguang is not that kind of person."
The old man grinned and said: "I know, that is a good baby, but he is a bit thin-skinned.
If he wants to abolish us, he can tell us clearly that there is no need to write to you and let you test the young man."
Kou Ji nodded slowly, "What do you think of this matter?"
The old man pondered for a moment and said seriously: "Actually, it doesn't have to be so troublesome. By the end of this year, I don't need to be abolished. The little old man and others will also withdraw from the military."
Kou Ji wondered: "Why?"
The old man smiled brightly and said: "Of course I don't want to give up the good life in my hands to others.
I don’t want to be sorry for your entrustment.”
When Kou Ji heard this, he thought about it for a moment, then seemed to think of something and asked: "Are you referring to the military system of our dynasty?"
The old man nodded and said: "The general will not move, and the soldiers will be replaced every three years.
At the end of this year, Xiao Laoer and others arrived in Baozhou. It would have been three years.
According to the wishes of the imperial court, it was time for the young man and others to change places.
In the past, the little old man was driven away by the imperial court. It was because if he followed the imperial court, he could get some food, but if we left the imperial court, we would all starve to death.
It’s different now, you have given me a home in Baozhou for Xiao Lao’er and others, and Xiao Lao’er and others have lived a good life, so naturally they no longer need to follow the imperial court.”