Red Mansion: I relied on the AFK system to create a dynasty

"Your Highness, you and Qianhu have compiled the lists. This pile is for wounded soldiers, that pile is for disabled soldiers, and these ones are for those who have died."

When Cen Mingche woke up and washed up, Yabai came over to report.

Cen Mingche nodded.

"Has it been verified?"

Thuja smiled.

"I don't have the guts to verify the list given by He Qianhu."

Cen Mingche sneered.

"That's it. Go get pen and paper, I said, you write."

"Write on the list that so-and-so, from a certain place of origin, and who are his relatives, was injured, maimed, or died in a certain battle at a certain time and place. The third prince, out of consideration for his loyalty, will give a special pension of a certain number of taels of silver. Receive receipt."

"Make it in duplicate. Remember to compare it when giving money."

"Once you've written it, bring it to me and I'll stamp it myself."

This is also to prevent someone from embezzling Cen Mingche's pension money.

After all, these soldiers have been with him through life and death. He is willing to give some money as a pension, but he is not willing to let this money fill Shuoshu's granary.

If one day...

If the day comes when he can reach the great treasure, Cen Mingche will definitely skin those giant rats and cramp them!

Thuja looked at the thick pile of lists and his eyesight went dark!

so much!He has to write it out by hand!

Cen Mingche also saw Thuja's dilemma and let him go.

"Go and talk to Xiong Yu and ask him to find some talented people to write for you. You are responsible for checking it. If there is a wrong one, I will ask you for it!"

Thuja nodded repeatedly.

"Definitely not humiliated!"

After resting for a while, an attendant came to deliver a message.

In the previous raid, Cen Mingche sent many people to ask for help, and Xiong Yu was just the first one to come.

Troops from other places may have been slower to arrive, but they are here now.

Therefore, Cen Mingche had to go and receive him in person.

This is a good opportunity for him, at least he can get familiar with these generals who hold heavy troops.

In the fight for the throne, the Sacred Heart is very important, and military power is equally important.

Otherwise, even if you put on the dragon robe, you won't be able to sit on the throne.

Seeing everyone, Cen Mingche first expressed his humble gratitude and expressed his condolences to the generals who were tired of their work. Then he asked Xiong Yu for help and set up a banquet for you all.

The banquet surface in the army is naturally rough, but meat is also indispensable.

The freshly slaughtered pigs and sheep are drained of blood, cut into large pieces, and simply smeared with a layer of salt. When roasted, they have a unique meaty aroma that only the freshest meat can have.

There is also the whole stewed pork knuckle and the whole roasted leg of lamb, exuding the original alluring flavor.

Drinking is prohibited in the camp, and Cen Mingche made no exception this time. What he drank was sweet honey water, which made these young generals unable to get enough of it.

"Hey, military orders are like mountains, military orders are like mountains."

Cen Mingche smiled.

"When we meet tomorrow, we won't be in the camp anymore. I'll treat you all to a drink! Enough of the best pear blossom white daughter's red tube! It's my father's royal wine. I'll also steal it for you to try!"

Everyone present burst into laughter.

"Your Highness, once you say something, it's hard to catch up!"

"Definitely! It's not easy for you all to come to our aid at starry night. In this way, I will act as a host and go buy some pigs and sheep with the people, bring them back to you, and let the soldiers have a good meal. It is a little bit of my kindness."

"Then let's do this for our respective soldiers. Thank you so much, Your Highness!"

"Come, let's use honey water instead of wine and have a drink together!"

After a lively meal, the table dispersed. Cen Mingche asked Yabai to go and called Xiong Yu over in private.

"Xiong Qianshi, thanks to your timely rescue this time, I can't thank you enough."

"Let's save this little thought to buy Qian Shi's soldiers this year's winter clothes."

With that said, Cen Mingche pushed over a small box.

The lid of the box was opened, and inside was a box full of broken silver, one or two pieces together, cast into a small square shape, with a bright color.

Xiong Yu is also an experienced person. After visual inspection, it must be less than 1000 taels.

Cen Mingche really has no shortage of money.

Not only does he have a salary from his father, but he also has a subsidy from his mother and concubine, not to mention that he can get a lot of money just by hanging up.

That's why he dared to grant such a large sum of money as a pension, and also dared to spend 1000 taels to "add clothes" to Xiong Yu's soldiers.

"Xiong Qian saved my life. This life-saving grace cannot be repaid with this little money, but now I can only take out this thing."

Xiong Yu refused repeatedly, but Cen Mingche insisted on giving.

"Could it be that Xiong Qianshi thinks that the life of my dignified third prince is not worth this thousand taels of silver?"

"I don't dare. It's just that His Highness is extremely brave. Even if the official fails to arrive in time, he can still kill the enemy troops and remove their armor. How dare you say 'help'?"

Next to him, Yabai was also persuading Xiong Yu to accept it.

"Xiong Qianshi, please consider this a reward from His Highness. You cannot refuse this reward from His Highness."

In the end, Xiong Yu accepted the money.

"Then, on behalf of Guangning Zhongwei Ba Qianerlang, I would like to thank His Highness for the generous reward."

Cen Mingche smiled and waved his hand.

"The weather in Liaodong is cold, with long winters and short summers. The men and women who defended the country and guarded the border also suffered a lot. I just gave them a little money to buy clothes for them. I don't want to reward them generously."

"The next day, I will go to Beijing to report on my work. I will be your host and have a drink with you!"

Xiong Yu also smiled.

"Then, I would like to thank you, Your Highness!"

Being a military attache is also hard. If you don't have any connections in the court, you never know when Shangfeng will be blamed.

There is also the Ministry of Household Affairs. If there is no one to cover it, the food and salary allocated every year will be short of money.

How can we fight if the soldiers don't have enough to eat?What about loyalty?

Being friends with a prince is not a loss for Xiong Yu.

If something happens in the future, asking this prince to protect him will be worth it even if he becomes a pawn in the other party's sect.

What's more, Xiong Yu didn't think that the third prince was someone who valued civility over military affairs.

Do those civil servants still look down upon military generals?Pooh!

If it weren't for us generals working so hard to guard the border, where would your civil servants be?

Just wait for your head to move!

Xiong Yu accepted the box given by Cen Mingche, and the two chatted for a while before leaving.

Cen Mingche does value generals.

The army is the courage of a country.If the army is not tough, it can only cede territory to seek peace, cut off flesh and blood, and beg others to give it a peaceful night's sleep.

But as long as the army is strong enough, the courage will rise.

Just like the Han Dynasty, it can be said to be the highest peak of military strength.

At that time, the envoys of the Han Dynasty were not afraid of death. When they went to the surrounding small countries, they were just looking for trouble, just like trying to make trouble, just to get the other party to kill them, so as to give the Han Dynasty army an excuse to send troops.

Loulan, isn’t this how the country perished?

The country perishes with the weak, and the lonely Han perishes with the strong!

But let the flying generals of Dragon City stay, and don't teach Huma to go to Yinshan Mountain!

Because they missed the power of the Han Dynasty, they called themselves "Han people".

I hope that once Cen Mingche comes to power, the Chinese people will not call themselves "Han people", but be proud of being "Qian people"!