Chapter 289 Rewarding the Good and Punishing the Evil Zhang Bodhisattva(2/2)
Shen Zhihai nodded, he knew that Zhang Zhao was going to use a two-pronged approach, on the one hand to win over the strong men of the Liugu tribe who built the city, and on the other to recruit the heroes and athletes of the Six tribes. As long as these two were obtained, the Liugu tribe would not run away.
"I heard that the 22nd of next month is the birthday of the military envoy. I wonder if this is true?" Seeing that Zhang Zhao did not accept his suggestion, Shen Nianban asked another question.
"That's right, a certain family will be twenty-four by then." Zhang Zhao sighed with emotion. He was not even twenty when he traveled through time, but he is almost twenty-four now.
Shen Nian's eyes turned red with envy. Zhang Zhao was only five or six years older than him, but their achievements were already very different.
"In this case, when the interior and exterior of Liangzhou are renovated, the military envoys can celebrate their birthdays and invite the leaders of various ministries to Liangzhou, build a number of mansions as rewards, and invite them to stay. They will naturally be happy to see the prosperity of Liangzhou.
If there are a few or two people who are not happy, we will not dare to object even if we consider them. As for those who cannot be recruited, we should send out large troops to exterminate them and frighten the small group."
After Zhang Zhao heard this, he nodded repeatedly, and his thoughts coincided with his thoughts again.
As an envoy of the Guiyi Army, he occupied Liangzhou and invited anyone on his birthday. If anyone dared not come, that would be a reason to send troops.
If they come, they will be able to stay in Liangzhou for a while with fine wine, delicious food, luxurious houses, and BMW cars.
By the time the leaders of the various tribes returned to the tribe, Zhang Zhao had already decided that the situation had been decided, and they had no choice but to surrender.
Thinking of this, Zhang Zhao raised his head and said to Shen Zhihai: "Young Master is a talented man. This plan is feasible. Why don't we let Shen Weng take the lead? If this can be facilitated, the Shen family of Yangfei Valley will be the head of the six tribes of Qianmo."
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On the second day of the discussion between Zhang Zhao and the Shen family, Zhaowu Gate, the south gate of Liangzhou City, had been repaired.
More than 10,000 men worked here for just over 20 days to complete the most complex construction of the South Gate.
Originally, Zhang Zhao wanted to distribute the labor money to the young men every day, but as a result, the workload was too great, so he had to change it to a unified distribution after the construction of the south gate was completed.
Outside the repaired Zhaowu Gate, the young men and women stood neatly downstairs at the south gate of Liangzhou, with five hundred people in each group.
After getting along with each other these days, the young men have completely trusted Gui Yijun, and they admire Zhang Zhao so much that they all call him Dharma King Bodhisattva.
When they were drafted into hard labor, no one thought that not only would they be full, but they would also be able to eat better than usual. Dingzhuangying's stewed mutton became everyone's favorite.
Their mood at this time was completely different from when they had just arrived.
They have become accustomed to working under the command of generals of all ranks in the Guiyi Army. The strong men who were originally sallow and thin have become stronger one by one.
Many of them even thought about whether they could continue to work with Gui Yijun and continue to enjoy such meals.
The servant money was distributed by Zhang Zhao personally, and each person was only two copper coins per day. If it was transferred to later generations, it would only be ten or eight yuan.
With wages like this, future generations of capitalists would have to call them experts when they saw them.
But in this era, with the guarantee of having enough to eat, being cured of illness, and not bad accommodation, they were actually given a small amount of money for service. They were shocked and speechless.
In the past, it was normal for ten people to go out and seven to go back during corvee service, but this time, except for a few sick people, no one died from overwork.
When the levy was paid, Zhang Zhao was still a little distressed, because if he followed this standard, it would cost more than 400,000 gu to complete the repairs of Liangzhou and Liangzhou Five Forts, as well as Guzang and Shenniao counties.
But at the same time, he felt that it was very worthwhile. Among the 15,000 men and women, more than 6,000 were from various tribes in Shimo, and more than 6,000 were from Han and other ethnic groups around Liangzhou.
Zhang Zhao only spent 400,000 yuan to gain all their allegiance. With these people here, the leaders of the six tribes of Ammo must also cooperate with Zhang Zhao.
Otherwise, as Shen Nian said, Zhang Zhao could use them as vanguards and easily capture the Six Divisions.
After the service money is paid out, these young men will be dismissed because the young men who repaired Liangzhou Wubao and Guzang Shenniao counties need to be recruited again.
So Zhang Zhao made a ceremony at the end. The first person to go on stage was a strong man who was carried up. His legs were already twisted below the knees.
Zhang Zhao held the hand of Ding Zhuang, who had broken his leg, and squatted on the ground looking at Ding Zhuang in the audience.
"This is Zhao Silang from Xiyinghe. Six days ago, a log fell from the turret and was about to hit the crowd. Zhao Silang rushed up and pushed away his three colleagues, but his own legs were broken by the smash.
leg."
The crowd began to buzz. Everyone knew about Zhao Silang's rescue. Some were full of admiration, while others sighed.
Most of them also said that he was stupid. He broke his leg to save others. They were fine, but his life was ruined.
Zhang Zhao on the stage seemed to know everyone's thoughts. With a wave of his hand, a strong ox, a mule and horse, ten pieces of silk cloth, fifty pieces of white cotton cloth, and one hundred guan of money were pulled onto the stage.
Zhang Zhao looked around and said loudly: "Some people say this is stupid, but I don't think so!
I think this is a sign of justice to my colleagues! Since some of you say that Zhao Silang is stupid, I will prove to you that he is not stupid at all.
Because the healthy oxen, mules, horses, silks, and silver on the stage are all rewards for Zhao Silang."
As soon as these words came out, the voices of the young people in the audience suddenly became louder. Among the poor people in the six tribes of Shamo, a healthy cow and a strong mule and horse are the guarantee of people's survival.
Even if Zhao Silang has poor legs and feet, he can still earn enough money to survive each month by renting out livestock, or even more, if he has a healthy ox, mules and horses.
This fortune, which is worth at least three hundred guan, is Zhang Zhao's purpose to prove to everyone that Zhao Silang is not stupid, and that righteous men will be rewarded by him.
After this shocking scene, another short and strong man was pulled onto the stage.
Someone who knew him already shouted: "Isn't this Cui Yanchou slave from Hongyuan Valley?"
Zhang Zhao also held Cui Yanchou's hand. He looked at everyone and said: "Since we have righteous men, how can we lack filial sons?
Cui Yanchou slave, although not physically strong and not very skilled, but someone saw filial piety from him.
Because while you were all fighting for the white flour steamed cakes and sesame cakes, Cui Yanchou, the slave, hid his hard-to-get delicacies.
Because he still remembered that his mother had never eaten this delicious steamed cake, Cui Yanchou wanted to take the steamed cake home so that his mother could enjoy such delicious food, so I made a decision."
After speaking, Zhang Zhao waved his hand, and a darker and thinner old woman was also brought up to the high platform.
Cui Yanchou's eyes widened violently, "Ah Mom! Why are you here?"
Zhang Zhao held Cui Yanchounu's mother and son with his left and right hands respectively, and turned to look at the people in the audience.
"You are a filial son, and so-and-so is also a filial son, so so-and-so must help you.
Slave Cui Yanchou, from now on, I will order you to be an official of Hexi Jiedu Yamen, and I will reward you with a small house in Liangzhou City, so that you can take care of your old mother in Liangzhou City.
And this official salary is enough for your mother to eat white flour steamed cakes every day."
The young people in the audience were dumbfounded. This was something they had never seen before and had never imagined.
The big shots in Liangzhou City actually cared about these young men and rewarded them.
No one ever thinks that they will be rewarded by noble people for their righteousness and filial piety.
Many people began to look at themselves, and the moral character and behavior that they thought were meaningless and ineffective before suddenly became noble.
"Quiet! Quiet!"
The generals and officers from all over the place were shouting to signal the crowd to quiet down.
After Choi Yan Chou Slave stepped down, Zhang Zhao's face became serious and there was no longer a smile on his face.
"There are rewards and punishments. There are those who value justice and there are people who are filial. Naturally, there are also those who are inappropriate.
It turns out that the people who came to the stage this time were the people who were going to be punished, Yue Saonu and Wen Chongle, the embarrassed brothers were also among them.
The dozens of people who came on stage with them were all people who cheated and bullied their colleagues during the city building.
Zhang Zhao stretched out his hand and summoned the bear.
As one of the powerful generals who guards Hanshandu, Man Xiong cannot command a large army, but he can still lead one or two hundred people.
Moreover, he has always been strict in running the army, and he often rushes to the most dangerous places.
Zhang Zhao smiled and said to Barbarian Xiong: "These fifty people are all brave and cunning people. I will hand them over to you today and train them hard until they are completely transformed."
Yue Saonu and Wen Chongle's expressions suddenly changed. They were probably doomed this time!
Compared with the rewards for righteousness and filial piety, these fifty people were punished, which immediately made the young men burst into joy.
Although there were only a few dozen of them, the number of people who had been bullied or even beaten was at least a thousand.
Especially those who were relatively thin and strong were bullied by them. Now that they saw that the bad guys were finally punished, everyone was happier than if they had received the money.
"Dharma King Bodhisattva is benevolent and righteous! Dharma King Bodhisattva is just!" I don't know who took the lead in shouting.
In an instant, tens of thousands of men and women gathered together and knelt down like pushing down a mountain of gold to topple a jade pillar.
Although it only lasted such a short time, the image of Zhang Zhao and Gui Yijun rewarding good and punishing evil, treating Ding Zhuang kindly, and doing things according to the rules instantly brightened the hearts of all Ding Zhuang.
When Zhang Zhao saw that his emotions had reached the strongest level, he stood up, actually cupped his hands, and bowed to the surrounding people.
"The renovation of Liangzhou City this time is all due to the concerted efforts of us Liangzhou athletes, and I am very grateful.
But there is always a banquet in the world. We say goodbye today, and you and I may not see each other again for too long.
So I have prepared twenty long-haired oxen, two hundred sheep, and countless polished rice and white flour to say goodbye to you all. After the banquet, everyone should go back to their homes!"
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After a night of carnival, everyone was full of wine and food, and the sadness of parting was mixed with the hope of going home.
The thin and strong men who came from the corvee service all had red faces at this time.
When leaving Liangzhou City, countless people knelt and kowtowed to Zhang Zhao outside the south gate of Zhaowu Gate.
It is conceivable that in the days to come, the reputation of the Dharma King Bodhisattva in Liangzhou City will spread throughout the six tribes of Ammo, and even the Hehuang Valley where the three states of Shan, He, Kuo and Shan are located.
Of course, this is not the only group of young men from all ethnic groups who have been transferred. When there are left to repair Guzang, Shenniao County and Liangzhou Wubao, Zhang Zhao will take turns to recruit other young men.
There are only 200,000 people in the six tribes of the Momo, and only 50,000 or 60,000 young men. Even young men and older men, Zhang Zhao will recruit them.
This is a conspiracy, a conspiracy that no one can refuse. Zhang Zhao will use 400,000 real gold and silver and his heart of fairness and justice, and he will soon get a huge reputation and the status of Ding Zhuang, a low-level member of the Sixth Division.
Chapter completed!