There have never been so many vehicles on the road leading from Chengdu to the north. Starting a few days ago, a steady stream of supplies were heading towards Mianzhu under the protection of the army.

There were also road repair teams carrying tools left Chengdu with veterans. Recently, the list of recruiting bridge and road repair workers has been posted on the streets and alleys of Chengdu. These are all recruitment orders issued by the government. The recruitment conditions have made many immigrants who have just arrived in Chengdu excited.

In addition to paying workers' wages like ordinary owners, the more important thing is points. According to the decree of the Imperial Parliament, any right to immigrate to the territory, like a scholar, must accumulate twenty-four points before they have the right to apply for complete citizenship: they can be a soldier, they can become a pavilion, and themselves and their children can enjoy educational resources, and they can also own their own land and industries. And when they work in any large business, such as key crafts such as blacksmiths and carpenters, they can get one point every month; if they engage in some simple labor, work as a friend in a small shop, or work in a farmer, they can get one point every two months.

The Imperial Parliament also stipulated many rules for extra points. The easiest thing is that if there are sisters, the daughter can get extra points if she marrys a fellow scholar; the most effective thing is to let her wife join the work - if she has a wife, she will not get extra points, but if she lets her wife go out to work, she can win another point and then accumulate it on her husband; even those female immigrants who marry a fellow scholar can accumulate half of their points if they go out to work - Deng Ming has always wanted to improve the status of women, but until now, the proposal for lesbian scholars is the same as asking private banks to pay interest. Everyone hums in front of Deng Ming, vaguely speaking, but afterwards, women are still regarded as the property of their fathers, brothers and husbands.

There are additions and reductions. During the immigration status, you need to reduce points for marriage. If you marry a concubine, it will be greatly reduced. However, it is difficult for new immigrants to find a partner because new immigrants with sisters generally choose to marry imperial citizens to accelerate their citizenship. As for the marriage, you don’t have to think about it. In addition, any illegal act will lead to different degrees of reductions. Obviously, the Imperial Council feels that since they have spent such a great price to move these people from the southeast to western Sichuan, they must let them work for the empire for a period of time.

When recruiting bridge and road repair workers, the government said that all the workers recruited would receive a monthly accumulation of one point, which means that even if they do not have the skills, they can accumulate scores at the same rate as those craftsmen who are urgently needed, and they can obtain the status of a fellow scholar in two years. If they can persist in the repair project team for two years, they can get married and open a shop earlier. Thinking of this, many new immigrants don’t care that the government’s wages are relatively low, and they flock to the registration office to register. In the past two days, new road repair teams have been continuously organized and led by the standing army to embark on the road to Mianzhu.

Kuang Taiping and his comrade An Yichen walked side by side on Chunxi Road. When the owner of the shop saw them, he knew that they were soldiers who had just retired. And seeing them looking around at the door of the blacksmith shop, it was not difficult to guess that they were all veterans who chose to go to the north to open up land. They must have full compensation in their pockets, so they shouted loudly at the two of them.

The issuance of bonds has spread throughout Chengdu. All shop owners know that in order to serve thousands of soldiers who have served for two years this year, the imperial government has borrowed 50 million yuan, specifically to arrange their post-military life problems.

At the beginning, the Imperial Parliament and the government wanted to allocate as much as the bonds sold for the retired soldiers, but Baoguo believed that this was too delayed, so he mortgaged all the 50 million bonds to the Sichuan Bank; the Sichuan Bank had to print out the 50 million IOU, and the future bond sales proceeds would be returned to the Sichuan Bank, thus obtaining all the compensation at once.

The government and academies have begun to promote in succession, calling on fellow scholars to purchase national debts, support the construction of the empire, and help veterans - the defenders of these empires to have a better life.

"Discounts are all discounted!" The boss shouted to Kuang Taiping, An Yichen and others: "I'll just get a copy back."

Although we know that as long as the veterans choose to open up the land this year, there will be a lot of one-time retirement funds, most merchants sell them cheaper than those sold to ordinary people.

An Yichen was carefully selecting sickles in this blacksmith shop. Seeing this, Kuang Taiping reminded him: "Didn't you say you have already transported the sickles for us? You can get them with your retirement certificate when you arrive."

"Who knows if it really exists? Besides, is it a good knife that the government has sent? It won't be too heavy to buy such an important thing." An Yichen answered while carefully looking at the knife in his hand.

"You're right, we're all good knives." The boss looked like he was in his early twenties. He smiled and praised his goods for a while, then ran back and took two pieces of paper: "Look! The one thousand yuan government bond I subscribed."

Kuang Taiping and An Yichen looked up at the bond at the same time.

"Thank you, the 1,000 yuan I received today was lent to me by the boss. You lend me money and let me buy your things." After An Yichen said, he thanked him again. Now the publicity of bonds is overwhelming, and the veterans are also grateful to those who buy bonds. The publicity work made Deng Ming feel a little dissatisfied in private, because the popularity of subscribing bonds in China far exceeded his imagination, and he originally wanted to pass on most of the risks to Chongqing, Wuchang, Nanchang and Nanjing.

"Don't you pay taxes in the future, and you will give it back to me." The young blacksmith waved his hand generously. The soldier's thanks made him happier: "Anyway, if you save it, it's not like it? Hiding it in the floor, you're afraid of being bitten by a mouse. Besides..." The boss's eyes curled up with a smile: "It's me who should thank you. When you come back from Zhejiang, I'll marry a wife. It's a Zhejiang girl. So when you buy things here, I only charge a carbon money and a material money."

Compared with the propaganda of the government, the dividends of war over the past few years have made soldiers' status higher and higher in the minds of western Sichuan people. The people are well aware that it is the battle of the imperial army that makes life better and better. The continuous retirement has made soldiers return to society. Now few people still think that being a soldier is shameful. On the contrary, more and more people regard service as a tax paid to the imperial government: a blood tax of two years.

After leaving the blacksmith shop, the two soldiers continued to walk along Chunxi Road. There were also a group of veterans at the entrance of the horse shop, most of whom were discussing whether they should buy mules and donkeys, or to buy a good horse to take away. When walking past the front of the horse shop, Kuang Taiping heard the two veterans discussing enthusiastically: "Let's buy a horse together. When we arrive in Mianzhu, we will use you for one day and I will use one day..."

Almost all the things that should be bought were bought. Kuang Taiping and An Yichen each dragged their big bags to the end of Chunxi Road, where a large number of people gathered here, almost all of whom had just retired soldiers and their families.

"Three people and one big cart, ten cars are formed in a team." A soldier in a black uniform stood on a high place and shouted. These vehicles and the animals pulled the cart were supplied to veterans in Chengdu. However, after arriving at the local area, they needed to return the vehicles to the officials and collect the seeds, farm tools, tents and other items transported in advance from the officials.

"Your discharge certificate." After seeing An Yichen and Kuang Taiping approaching, a soldier in black who maintained order came up and said to the two.

Both soldiers took out the certificate from their arms, and the soldier in black took over An Yichen's post and took a quick look.

"Go to Mianzhu," the man in black pulled An Yichen into the cordon and stuffed his retirement certificate back into his hand: "I have to take it, and I have to use this certificate to get my family."

When the soldiers in black turned around, Kuang Taiping also handed over his retirement certificate. The military uniforms of these soldiers in black were very similar to those of the Duke and Guards of the Guoguo, but the seals were different. They had just finished training and the first batch of military police units established, starting two days ago. Resettlement of immigrants was the first task of this unit.

"Go to Jiangyou." The military police also pulled Kuang Taiping into the circle, pointed at them, and shouted: "Go forward, Mianzhu people go to find the convoy of your pavilion. Go to Jiangyou and go to the northeastern cars, and have special arrangements."

"Mianzhu Qi Pavilion, are you going to Mianzhu Qi Pavilion? Are you going to Mianzhu Qi Pavilion?" An Yichen asked while walking. He encountered more or less crowds of people. Every time An Yichen asked, those strange faces looked at him together, but when he heard it, he shook his head:

"no."

"We are Wuting."

"We are waiting for the people from Santing."

After walking a while, An Yichen had reduced the question to two words: "Qianting? Qiting?"

"Qianting?!" A thunderous sound suddenly exploded in front of the side, and a burly man jumped out of the group and reached out to stop An Yichen: "You said you went to Qiting?"

"yes."

"That's great!" The big man grabbed An Yichen's arm and turned around and shouted at the group of people behind him. They were all friends he had just met: "I've come to Qiting again!"

"Our people are all together. Gendarmerie! Gendarmerie!" After cheering, the large group of future neighbors of An Yichen shouted in unison. An Yichen quickly looked around. Most of them were men as strong as An Yichen, but there were also several women, one of whom was holding a child.

"Are you all?" A soldier in black came over not far away and heard the shouts, quickly counted the heads, and nodded: "That's right."

"Are you all going to Qiting?" Before the convoy set off, the military police made the last confirmation: "The pavilion in Mianzhu is much larger than that in Dufu. It's far away, and there is no road in the middle. Don't make a mistake. If you look forward to your retirement letter, you really go to Qiting, right?"

The gendarmes' eyes swept across everyone's faces. After seeing everyone nodding one by one, they waved their hands hard and ordered the convoy to set off: "Let's go!"

"Goodbye, brother!" An Yichen waved desperately at Kuang Taiping.

"There will be a time later!" Kuang Taiping also shouted goodbye, watching his comrades go away until they disappear.

After leaving Chengdu, An Yichen sat on the bumpy donkey cart and looked back at Chengdu. Another companion also held his arms and looked back with An Yichen. After a long time, the companion asked An Yichen softly: "Is your brother 350 acres?"

"Yeah." An Yichen nodded.

One of the few people stood up to Jiangyou, and Kuang Taiping was one of them. They all received the nickname "Three Hundred and Fifty Acres".
Chapter completed!