At the east gate, there were dark old soldiers from several garrisons, holding tattered swords and guns, hid in the city gate hole and complained boredly: "The new lord has been here for almost a month, and I don't know if we can distribute this month's money and food to us. Originally, we could have made some extra money and food here at the city gate to support our family, but the new official came up and strangled this money to death. If we still didn't distribute money and food to us as before, our lives would be sad."

A small soldier leaned forward and said with hope in his eyes: "Commander Zhao has solved the military pay, money and food of the northwest border army. It is said that he will also carry out military reforms to make the soldiers in the country have enough food and food. By that time, our lives will be better."

The sergeant patted his head: "You think it's beautiful. The border army was raised by the Ministry of Revenue. Lord Zhao was very good at placing money and then let his own people watch it, so that officials at all levels would not let them embezzle and deduct it. According to the commander, the money he found was his own, that is, his own. He would never let anyone take his own money, and of course he could do enough food and salary. However, the garrisons in various places were not within this fee. The government collected taxes. If there was, we would be a little bit. If we couldn't collect it, we would have to be hungry."

The fiscal revenue of the Ming Dynasty is not what everyone knows. The Ministry of Revenue only earns more than 3 million taels per year. In fact, the fiscal revenue of the Ming Dynasty is generally divided into three parts, one belongs to the Ministry of Revenue, the other belongs to the treasury, and the largest part is the local one.

For example, the local levy is a small amount of tax on food, firewood, grass, cloth, and cloth. This must be left to local governments, the salary of officials at all levels, the money and grain of local garrisons, and various other miscellaneous things.

According to the records of "Mingwuzhi" in 1620, the actual military expenditure of the Ming Dynasty was 20 million taels per year, accounting for 60% of the entire imperial court's expenditure, which is nearly two-thirds. In other words, there is still 20 million in income.

But why does the Ministry of Revenue only collect more than three million in the annual revenue warehousing? In fact, the place of this is intercepted.

At that time, the total number of soldiers from the garrison was 2.6 million.

As a result, the huge ward intercepted became a subsidy for officials with extremely low salary and greedy income.

All the soldiers' expectations have been reported that the military reform that Zhao Xing will soon lead has also made some happy and sad because of these two systems of the Ming Dynasty.

Through the last Korean case, although the status of the army has been improved, civil servants no longer dare to beat and scold generals of high rank, real money and food are the fundamental reason for truly enhancing the combat effectiveness of the Ming army.

Whispering, the door of the Zangbing Cave was dark, but the hundreds of households responsible for this section of the city defense came in.

The arrival of Baihu surprised all the soldiers here. What was surprising was that Baihu, who never showed up, came here to check the shore, and came to check the shore in the middle of the night. It was really the sun, no, the moon came out from the west.

The sergeant stood up and saluted: "Why are you having the chance to come here in your busy schedule?"

As a result, the hundred households said impatiently: "Don't talk nonsense, open the city gate quickly."

The sergeant asked strangely: "According to the regulations--"

"Don't be a mother-in-law, the county magistrate is better to take care of it now. I am the head of here now, so I will do whatever I ask you to do." Then he took out a roll of paper in his arms and threw it to the sergeant: "This is a thousand copper plates, real goods from the island. After opening the city gate, he will immediately get home for me."

One thousand copper plates, in Yunnan, you can replace them with three or two silver silver. Everyone has issued them.

There was an order from the head and money in his hand, so what else would you say? The three of them carried the door and used all their strength to slowly open the city gate.

Just as the city gate opened, the sergeant looked outside the city, and in the bright moon ground, people were standing in the dark, with their black scarves covering their heads and faces, just like the ghost clan coming out of hell, causing the sergeant to rise a cool air from his heel. Looking at Baihu, he found that he was still a little excited.

He immediately understood the key points, pulled up the only two soldiers under his command, ran back. The Chief of Soldier was kind-hearted, and when he ran to a street corner, he broke the copper wrap he had just obtained without checking the number. He probably gave it to the other two brothers almost, and then whispered: "Go home quickly, take your wife, children, and hide in a safe place. Don't worry about the sky falling."

A brother asked tremblingly, "Why?"

The sergeant stamped his feet: "The gods are fighting, we can't afford to join the war."

Another asked: "Where is the safe place?"

The sergeant was stunned for a moment, and finally stomped his feet repeatedly: "There will be no safe territory in the whole city, and I don't know where to be safe. Everyone, run away and ask for good luck." Then he disappeared into the alley in a blink of an eye.

And just as he ran out of this deep alley and just ran to the door of Mr. Zhao's house, he saw that the door of Mr. Zhao's house was opened, and there were already many servants and servants standing inside, one by one, one by one, and one by one, was unsheathed and the bow was skeletoned.

The commander was so scared that his souls were all rising. He turned around and entered another alley. As soon as he got into it, a big hand stretched out in the darkness and covered his mouth with one hand.

As an experienced Taoist, he immediately gave up struggling, but from the corner of his eyes, he found that in this dark alley, two dark cannons and the cannons were facing Mr. Zhao's door. It was the Mother and Child Fran machine cannon with extremely fast firing speed.

"Squat behind and wait until the matter is over, you will be fine. If you dare to shout, my knife will definitely be faster than you speak, do you believe it?"

The sergeant nodded violently.

The man didn't take him seriously, so he trembled among the walls of the alley, then hugged his head and squatted inside the alley. Here, more than a dozen people had already squatted.

Just as he had just walked past the wall, he had already calculated silently: "There are only 50 Jinyiwei here. But their equipment is so exquisite that he has never seen it before. It is hundreds of times stronger than the personal soldiers of the Biao camp brought by Zhang Shenyan, the governor of the Three Provinces that year."

So he prayed silently in his heart: "Master Zhao, don't come out, otherwise I can't find who you are even collecting the body for you?" After thinking about it, he remembered the arrogant and false smile of Mr. Zhao, but he felt a little happy in his heart: "Bastard Zhao, you are the first to rush out. At that time, the spoiled dog in my house can have a nice meal."

This is the mentality of some people now. Before the battle between gods and immortals is finalized, they cannot tell who is good or bad. However, in the garrison, the superiors and inferiors have been engraved into their bones. They hate and fear those extremely greedy officials.

Just as he was trembling, he heard a hundred households in the Jinyiwei in front of him whisper: "Here we come, we'll prepare."
Chapter completed!