Two hundred and eleventh, the sparrow in the cage of the free man
"If the general still has some use for us two, just give him the order."
Wei Changpan, who couldn't find any suitable words after searching his guts, fidgeted with the copper stove in his hand at a loss, as if it was suddenly so hot that he couldn't sit still.
Having said that, Wei Changpan's body was somewhat resistant to enduring the hard work of the previous month, and waves of sleepiness flooded his body.
Song Zhiwen saw his fatigue, "You are already heroes who have returned. When the people in the Yamen confirm some details with you, you two, especially Wei Changpan, whether you are in the army or in the Yamen, in terms of merit and deeds,
It's easy to reward a low-ranking official, but it's not difficult to get money and go home to enjoy the blessings first."
If you really want to care about the rewards, Liu Ziyi can still say that it is okay. Song Zhiwen can make the decision for him as a powerful captain in Jinzhou. Although he will not be able to lead a large army with a little experience, it will not be difficult to lead a few hundred people.
If you want to find a job in the yamen, you only need to talk to the Jinzhou civil servant who is the leader, and you will probably give him face.
However, Wei Changpan was different. If he killed the barbarian lord as a state army, it would be okay. There was no flaw in the military achievements reported to the court. As a general of Jinzhou, Song Zhiwen would definitely receive a reward. But he was just a martial artist recruited temporarily.
, it is impossible to pass the review process of the Ministry of Rites Yamen first, let alone get into that person's eyes.
"Zi Yi will leave first. I have something to say to Chang Pan."
When Liu Ziyi came out of the house, Song Zhiwen hesitated before speaking: "Changpan, you have accomplished such a great feat. Please report it to the court truthfully. In any case, rewards based on merit are not limited to gold and silver. The imperial court
The generals and emperors who are leading the battle hope to see someone like you step forward, with opportunities for titles and titles, and even...hereditary replacement."
When a war breaks out at the border, the imperial court will not be stingy in conferring titles for military merit, but if it is a hereditary and irreplaceable title, it means that even a mud-legged person who was rolling in the ground the day before will be associated with the temple full of yellow and purple ministers overnight.
Compared to standing side by side, we don’t have to give in too much.
What's more, it's a real title! Except for Yao's meritorious service in founding the country and granting rewards, there has been no precedent of using people to grant rewards in the following dynasties. Even if there is, it is only a false title in name.
It is true that Wei Changpan's act of killing the leader of the barbarian tribe was beyond everyone's expectations. Although it was just a small tribe with sesame seeds and mung beans, and its population may not be as large as that of Jinzhou County, it was still a leader after all. Song Zhiwen asked about rewards.
The words are not empty words, but are the golden words of the master who was furious at the ministers in the temple after returning to the capital this spring.
After this statement reached Dayao's frontier army, everyone regarded it as a guideline. However, no one saw the opportunity for the barbarians to come within the range of the bow and arrow to kill the leader who was heavily guarded by the barbarians. The only ones who could go north to the grassland were the scouts.
But it is impossible to ask these people who single-handedly spy on the military situation to kill the barbarian lord.
By chance, the barbarian Salha tribe Wei Changpan encountered was an extremely small tribe. It happened that the leader of that tribe happened to be among the cavalry, and accidentally separated from the cavalry when they were retreating. Wei Changpan threw his knife.
Making meritorious deeds is a matter of course.
"It is very easy to give you the status of a soldier of the Jinzhou State Army. Without this level of superficial skills, you would have to look at those rotten old men in the Ministry of Rites if you want to get a sword.
His expression, as well as the amount of money sent to various houses, maybe even a friendship." Song Zhiwen sighed endlessly, "Hereditary, disregard of replacement, these four words are not as important as you are now.
I can understand it.”
"General, what you are saying is that if you want to be granted a title or reward, you must first have the status of Jinzhou State Army?"
"It's just a name written down on the Jinzhou State Army roster. When you are awarded the title, will you be allowed to drill with the brigade?" Holding the tongs, he tried to rummage through the fire to see if there were any survivors.
Song Zhiwen of Hongtiao said calmly, "It doesn't matter if I tell you. You will be recorded in the roster of the Jinzhou Army. When the time comes, I will give you a reward. I will definitely take advantage of you Wei Changpan. I have accepted your favor once. In the future,
If you ask me, as long as it does not violate Yao's laws and Song Zhiwen's bottom line in my behavior, I will naturally help you."
"General, your words are serious." Wei Changpan is still clear about the weight of the feelings of General Jinzhou, a fourth-grade military attache of Yaozheng, "General...will many people know my name by then?"
This nonsense question made Song Zhiwen laugh heartily, and then said solemnly, "Not only Bingyuan City, but also the whole Jinzhou and even the whole Dayao, everyone in the world will know your name Wei Changpan!"
"This is a great honor." He looked at Wei Changpan meaningfully, "The emperor will also know your name. He was an emperor who was full of ambitions in the Northern Expedition. Even the outstanding military commanders in the past were even at their peak.
When I was young, I was suppressed by the civil servants, but when I was the emperor... it was different."
Song Zhiwen thought that what he said had been very clear, and only the last layer of window paper had not been pierced. The meaning behind his words was very obvious. Wei Changpan only had to agree to leave his name in Jinzhou Prefecture Army.
At that time, neither the officials of the Ministry of Rites nor the Ministry of War will find any faults, and Song Zhiwen will also be able to obtain a title that is not very useful but quite good-looking due to his ability in running the army.
In his eyes, Wei Changpan, a young warrior, already has a bright future. If he can grow up through more training, it will not be difficult to become a powerful general guarding the border in a state, not to mention becoming the center of the temple.
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Such generous treatment is an irresistible temptation for any young man, and his rise to fame seems to only happen in a matter of days. However, Song Zhiwen actually saw it in Wei Changpan's eyes... Hesitation? He couldn't help but be flattered by this young man.
Watched for a few minutes.
After traveling north to the grassland for more than a month, Song Zhiwen originally didn't have much hope that the group of people could come back alive. Although it was difficult for these warriors to sneak into the grassland and burn the barbarians' bulky siege equipment with fire, it was not impossible.
It's a matter of fact, but if you want to escape from the barbarians' pursuit, it's hard to reach the sky.
In the first few days of their escape, they were not chased by barbarians? This seems to be very different from the unruly and irritable first warrior Tuluo Batu of the Taiqiang tribe described in the case file. This warrior leader of the Taiqiang tribe was in
The description of the sticky stick assassin who returned from the accident did not seem like someone who could endure such humiliation. Wei Changpan and his party were only a handful. The barbarians still had the full combat power of half a hundred men led by Tuluo Batu, so why not
Come to hunt?
Song Zhiwen couldn't figure it out, and in the end he could only attribute it to the fact that the barbarian who led Wei Changpan and his party to escape was a rare honest person, even honest to the point of stupidity.
But it’s not time to think about it right now
When Wei Changpan and his party escaped, Song Zhiwen returned his thoughts to the stove and saw that Wei Changpan was still thinking. He was surprised. What on earth was this young warrior thinking about? This calmness was not consistent with his age.
Even a little too much.
Little did he know that the hesitation in Wei Changpan's heart was not what Song Zhiwen said. Rewards, titles, and hereditary succession were all so sweet and tempting to him, but he forced himself to be alert.
People in Bingyuan City, Jinzhou, and even the entire Yao Dynasty will know that a man named Wei Changpan killed the barbarian lord in Jinzhou! Such a great reputation and what kind of praise will immerse him in it. If this reputation can
When word spreads to Qingshan Town, those close to him will be so happy, will that unknown town be proud of him!
Full of regret, he made a decision that Song Zhiwen didn't expect, "General, I still don't want any rewards..."
Grants and hereditary titles are great, but he also has to have a life to enjoy them.
It is an excellent thing for one's name to be spread all over the country, and many people can't ask for it, but if it spreads to the ears of Songfeng Mountain and Gelutai, it will be known that there is a fish like Wei Changpan who slipped through the net and is alive in Jinzhou.
Be at ease....
He was not sure that the identity of the Jinzhou State Army or Dayao's hereditary and irreplaceable title could make them afraid. This was not something that could be risked and tested, it was a gamble with his life.
Wei Changpan couldn't afford to gamble with his own life.
He still has to walk a long way, meet a lot of people, and do a lot of things, but he cannot die.
The bloody night on Qihu Lake and his experience after entering the rivers and lakes prove that Dayao's law cannot always play its due role at the right time and place. This is a lesson learned with blood.
If he wants to completely get rid of the dark cloud that always hangs over his head, he will never be able to live under the sun until Songfeng Mountain and Gelu Terrace are destroyed.
However, if he wants to destroy these two sects that are in full swing and avenge the destruction of his master sect, it is almost certain that it is impossible with his own strength.
"I am very curious about you, and I am getting more and more curious." Song Zhiwen's answer, which was beyond all his expectations, aroused his interest, "So what are you taking into consideration? You did not come from the imperial examination when you entered the imperial court.
This road is considered to be ahead of many scholars. Even if the changes in the officialdom are not something you can understand in a short while, the hereditary and irreplaceable title is..."
"General, I have no choice."
"Wandering in the rivers and lakes is free, but don't forget that this freedom also comes with a price." Song Zhiwen's voice became colder, "Whether you are joining a large sect or being a rootless ranger, you must not forget,
Underneath the temple are the world."
In fact, he had an even harsher metaphor.
The rivers and lakes are just the backyard of the emperor's family, and the warriors are like weeds that grow one after another. The people on the dragon throne can plant a lot of them when they are unhappy.
Where are the free people in the world? They are just birds in a cage.
It's just a matter of choosing which cage to be trapped in.