When a person is about to die and earn some money, who is in the way?
Isn't the old saying that death is the most important thing?
In short, Jia Liu doesn't think there's anything wrong with accepting some money.
Besides, he didn’t ask for the money on his own initiative, it was forced upon him by others.
What if it doesn't chill people's hearts?
They are all under the same banner, and they are all descendants of traitors. The relationship has become tense, and they will still not get along in the future?
Do you want to get rich together, so as to establish an unbreakable alliance of the Han Army and the Eight Banners and realize the ultimate ideal?
Regardless of the long term, the most important thing is that Jia Liu did not collect money for no reason, but out of practical considerations.
As a human being, no matter where you end up, you must have a plan.
It is true to go to Jinchuan, and it may be true to die there, but if you try hard, you may not really die there.
How hard?
Is there any solution in the world that can solve problems better than money?
Jia Liuxun thought that after arriving in Jinchuan, he had to find a way to get himself a place to avoid death, that is, he didn't have to go to the front line and rush forward like a fool carrying a ladder, but stayed behind to guard some grain trucks, take care of equipment, etc., even if he was a fool
A team of supervisors will do, too.
Therefore, he must get some money.
I have some money in my pocket, not much.
Jia Juan gave her younger brother a fifty-tael silver note, and her second sister Jia Lan also gave her younger brother a one-hundred-tael silver note for self-defense. Dad Daquan gave the last bit of cash at home to his son, so Jia Liu had one hundred taels on him.
More than sixty taels, plus the dozen or so taels I just received, it amounts to more than 180 taels.
Logically speaking, this money should be enough for Jia Liu to buy a place to avoid death. After all, the annual salary of a hereditary Yunqi Lieutenant is only eighty-five taels. But Jia Liu wants to go further and see if he can buy another low-level military position. After all, it cannot be in vain.
Let’s take a trip to Jinchuan.
It is cheap to buy official positions in Baitang A, and if you buy them for serving officials, you can get further discounts. Moreover, there are many positions available, so you must make good use of them.
In addition, Jia Liu must have many disciples of the Tang Dynasty who have the same intention as him. This will cause the "official price" to skyrocket after arriving in Jinchuan. With his financial strength, he may not even be able to buy tickets.
Therefore, when someone gives, he takes.
As for money, the more the better.
Only when you have money can you have a life, and only when you have a life can you have a career!
As the saying goes, a real man doing nothing but doing nothing is different from a rotten tree and rotten grass!
No matter what Zu Yingyuan thought of himself, Jia Liu had no intention of shrouding the corpse of the Qing Dynasty.
The determined Jia Liu, not to mention Zu Yingyuan, even if his old grandfather Zu came over on his birthday, would never change his determination to do business as a cashier.
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People from the Jianrui camp came over to inform Zhenglan Banner that Baitang'a was ready to receive the supplies and weapons.
Jia Liu, the foreman, went with others to check the supplies. First, he checked the war horses issued to them. There were seventeen horses in total, all of which were top-quality Mongolian war horses. They were infinitely better than the Dahei of the Jia Liu family.
After confirming that there was no problem with the war horse, Jia Liu called Chang Bingzhong and the others to pick up the horses one by one, and he also picked up a white horse.
This is caused by the view of heroism.
A white horse matches a hero.
However, these war horses, Jia Liu and others, only have temporary use rights, not permanent use rights. They have to return them after returning from fighting in Jinchuan, unless they have achieved military merit and are promoted to military positions, or both men and horses die.
After receiving the war horses, Jia Liu, as the foreman, directed Yang Zhi and Wang Si, another Sula captain, to carry back the heavy equipment.
Not to mention, Butha Baitang'a's identity is really easy to use. None of the Su La gang dared to disobey the order, even their master had to listen.
This is the benefit of the "system".
Baitang'a's equipment was quite good. Each person was given a helmet with a red tassel hanging from the iron top, a pair of cotton armor, a bow, a sword, and seventy arrows.
In addition, each person was given a pair of cloth shoes, a pair of leather boots, and a quilt weighing eight pounds.
These are actually the basic equipment for the forward soldiers of the forward battalion.
If you are a forward soldier with a shotgun, in addition to these equipment, you will also be equipped with a shotgun, as well as corresponding gunpowder and lead bullets.
A group of bannermen children who have never been on the battlefield enjoy the same equipment and treatment as the forward battalion, because they are not ordinary bannermen children, but worship Tang'a.
The officer is not an official, but he is definitely not an ordinary soldier.
To be precise, Baitang'a is a reserve officer.
Su La's weapons and equipment were much worse. He had no helmet or armor, only a hat similar to a bamboo hat, and a gray military uniform with the word "soldier" printed on the front.
The weapons are a spear for each person, a saber for the leader, and three eight-power bows and two hundred arrows for the other team.
Because the Han army's Zhenglan Banner had a small number of people in both Baitang'a and Sula, the Jianrui Battalion that distributed supplies only gave six carts.
There are more than 3,000 miles from Beijing to Jinchuan, and it would probably take a month to get there just by marching on two legs. Therefore, whether it was the vanguard battalion that set off first yesterday or the Jianrui battalion today, they all traveled by horse-drawn carriages to achieve "accurate"
Motorization”.
Of course, this has something to do with the children of the Eight Banners, and the local Green Camp does not receive such treatment.
Not to mention, people rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold.
Putting on brand-new cotton-padded armor and helmets, the sight of the disciples who worshiped the Tang Dynasty was really eye-catching and refreshing.
Even Jia Liu felt a bit powerful invisibly. He rode on the white horse and looked like a human being.
Half an hour later, there was the sound of drums beating in the school grounds, and there were three connections in the front and back.
Then the camp door was opened by soldiers, and then a group of Eight Banners generals with bright armor and spires galloped out of the camp. The leader was the commander-in-chief of the reinforcements, Tongdu Erjia, the deputy capital of Manchuria with a white flag.
I saw the deputy commander-in-chief who had served in Xinjiang for many years. He immediately looked around at the Baitang'a troops on both sides who had finished changing their uniforms. He waved his right hand and two knights from the riding school holding triangular flags immediately ran out.
One person goes east and the other goes west, each flying a flag.
"Woo woo" the horn sounded then.
Shu Mulu, the wing commander of Jianrui Battalion, reined in his horse and ordered: "Jianrui Battalion, set off!"
"Set off!"
More than twenty officers from the Jianrui Battalion followed closely behind the wing commander.
Hundreds of carriages loaded with sergeants and baggage lined up in three columns and filed out of the camp gate. The roads that were dry under the hooves of horses were filled with dirt and dust.
"Mount!"
The second-class guard Yamantar, the leader of the Manchuria Eight Banners team, shouted, and the Manchuria Eight Banners team, which had been waiting for a long time, immediately got on their horses and made a sound of iron grinding.
The Mongolian Eight Banners leader Jianrui Battalion forward school Amantai, the Ministry of Internal Affairs leader Guilin, and the Han Army Eight Banners leader Alan Bao all issued departure orders.
After a period of confusion, teams came out one after another.
Looking at the large group of people who had already driven two or three miles ahead, Jia Liu touched the neck of the white horse under his crotch, and finally looked behind the majestic and tall Beijing city wall. With a rein, he led the Han army's Zhenglan Banner team on the expedition.
The long road to Jinchuan.
Destiny is a raging fire that can burn through the sky.