"Invincible, supremely glorious!"
Zhao Hu raised his hands and roared in the rain.
The imperial edict was issued the day before I returned home.
He still remembers that after hearing the imperial edict, his grandfather knelt on the ground, shivering. In the cold spring season, steam rose from his head, his whole body was twitching, and his eyes were bloodshot.
When he placed the imperial edict in his grandfather's hands, he was worried that his grandfather might be so excited that he would die on the spot.
The other villagers weren't much better off; they were all acting like drunkards, their bodies convulsing and their mouths babbling incoherently.
Everyone was saying that their ancestors had emitted auspicious smoke, and they were telling their fathers to go to the ancestral graves to see if they were on fire.
As the village chief, the fourth uncle had to empty his family's savings to build a new ancestral hall for him, with his grandfather as the ancestor, and to start a new family genealogy.
After these words were spoken, the usually honest and simple father immediately started fighting with his fourth uncle.
If the family genealogy is to be published separately, then the son should be on the first page. How can someone else be allowed to take the first incense offering for future generations?
Later, Grandpa spoke up, saying that in the new ancestral hall, other people could be enshrined, but the main position must be Zhao Hu's, and the genealogy would be made into a separate book with Zhao Hu's main position, and other relatives' names would be written on the second page.
This is what kept Zhao Laosi from saying anything. After all, the ancestral hall was built with money from the village collective, so it was acceptable for everyone to hang up a sign.
The villagers had no objections and went to prepare with smiles on their faces.
After all, a high-ranking official has emerged from the village, and they can benefit from it. If they are bullied outside the village in the future, they can find someone to support them when they return.
No more fear of those officials and yamen runners.
After all, starting today, they are people with connections, and they no longer have to bow their heads and let others bully them.
In the nearby villages, no one is allowed to speak loudly anymore.
Chen Da, leading his soldiers, roared in unison with Zhao Hu.
Chen Da didn't believe Li Chang'an's words about lacking confidence and that this was a difficult war; his face showed utter disbelief.
difficult?
1,500 people, but we need to save 3 million.
If someone else had said it, Chen Da would probably have turned around and left, and even called that person an idiot. This is not just difficult, it's practically impossible.
But when this divine disciple said it, things were different.
Let alone 1,500 soldiers, even if it were just him and Li Chang'an.
Chen Dadu was confident that he could save the three million people in the capital.
Let alone three million people, Chen Da is confident that he can reach thirty million or three hundred million.
The Marquis was in charge of rescuing people, and he was in charge of following the Marquis's orders and occasionally clapping for the Marquis.
What's so difficult about that? Anyone can clap their hands.
The other soldiers also had no doubts about whether the mission could be completed.
Back then in Lingnan, in such a poor place, a village with about twenty people, plus several hundred soldiers, could save thirty to forty thousand disaster victims.
Now, in the capital, such a prosperous place, we still have 1,500 brothers. Let alone this rain for half a year, it wouldn't matter if it rained for two and a half years.
Seeing his subordinates so confident, Li Chang'an felt somewhat smug.
After nearly half a year of training, this group of subordinates finally possessed one percent of the discipline of the troops from their previous life.
This made him put his hands on his hips, feeling incredibly awesome.
As for one-tenth, he dared not even think about it.
The army of his past life possessed an unwavering military spirit; he once single-handedly defeated seventeen men, shocking the entire West.
Known as the King of Land Warfare, his combat prowess is unmatched by the indigenous people of the Ming Dynasty.
Li Chang'an only hoped that in his lifetime he could train the Ming army to resemble even one percent of their size; that would be as amazing as a cow flying an airplane.
Thinking of this, Li Chang'an waved his hand to suppress the cheers below, and then spoke.
"During the disaster relief period, everyone's wages will be increased tenfold, and bonuses will be distributed according to merit. The first-prize team will receive double the bonus, the entire team will be awarded 100,000 taels of silver, the second-prize team will receive 50,000 taels of silver, and the third-prize team will receive 10,000 taels of silver."
Upon hearing this, the soldiers' eyes immediately lit up.
Here it comes, the Marquis is starting to throw money around.
Li Chang'an continued, "In addition to the group rewards, the individual rewards are also doubled: the first prize is 10,000 taels of silver, the second prize is 8,000 taels of silver, and the third prize is 5,000 taels of silver."
"In addition to these, each brother will be rewarded with three thousand taels of silver after the disaster relief is completed."
"Whoosh!"
Upon hearing this, all the soldiers' eyes lit up, and they were all eager to get to work right away.
Even if it's raining knives, let alone raining down, they'd still put on their armor and go out to rescue people. They don't care about their own lives anymore.
If you lose your life, you can start over in the next life.
If I don't make this money, I'll never be satisfied, even if I die.
Three thousand taels of silver, what does that mean?
In a place like the capital where land is incredibly valuable, the average annual wage for each person is only five taels of silver.
Three thousand taels of silver is the income of a person who has worked himself to the bone for six hundred years, without eating, drinking, or spending any money, in order to save up that amount of money.
In addition, there are doubled salaries, other bonuses, and most importantly, team bonuses.
All told, this amount to about five thousand taels of silver.
That's a thousand years' worth of income! You'd have to keep making money since the Three Kingdoms period to earn that much.
Now, it only takes six months to earn that money.
Thinking of this, the soldiers' eyes turned from green to red. From today onwards, anyone who prevented them from providing disaster relief would be their enemy, and even the Heavenly King himself would be their enemy.
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