It was almost the new year, and Zhang Zhengzong knew that he was going to spend a lot of money. The Feng family held a meeting before the new year, and the governors and governors of the other two provinces also came.
With the arrival of a batch of annual taxes, it would be unreasonable if they did not eat better during the new year.
This time, the meeting was not held in the office, but in the marshal's residence.
"God of Fortune, tell me how much money you can take out next spring.”Zhang Zhengzong took a sip of tea. Wang Changjiang was his money bag and one of the most important people in the Feng lineage.
"It's hard to say." As a person in charge of finance and a civil servant, his thoughts were the same as the civil servants of other countries. He was eager to weaken the strength of the military.
"Scholar Wang, it's like this every year. It's not like I'm asking you to pay for it yourself. This money isn't like a woman's.”Sun Sangou immediately started scolding. He was old and had a lot of face, so he didn't buy Wang Changjiang's words.
"Marshal Lie, you can't say that. Good steel is used where it is needed. There are too many places that need money. In the past, there was still a considerable amount of tobacco tax, but now it's gone. Our financial expenditure must be saved. In addition, money can indeed produce children in my hands.”
The tobacco tax was a huge sum of money. If this tax was opened, the income of the Feng faction would definitely be much less.
Wang Changjiang almost said that money would be wasted in your hands!
Zhang Zhengzong looked at the people in the room. They were all the backbone of the Feng family, and most of them were martial artists. It was not a good thing for martial arts to flourish and literature to decline. Normally speaking, the military would basically use literature to suppress martial arts. It had been the same in the past dynasties, and it would be the same in the future. In times of peace, it was definitely better to be a military general than an official.
"All the divisions are waiting for money, but this year is a little special.”
Zhang Zhengzong's words made the others panic. The marshal wasn't planning on not giving them their annual salary, was he?
This was not a joke. Many people were waiting for this money to be spent or sent home.
Soldiers were also humans. They had emotions and desires. They also had to eat and sleep. Money was definitely important.
If things went wrong, there would be a commotion. When the time came, it would be lively.
That was why they came here early to ask for pay.
"We should distribute supplies and New Year goods this year. As for those exceptions, we'll take care of them separately. But let's make this clear first. If anyone dares to make a move, I'll chop off their claws. No matter who it is, Yushu, you'll supervise this matter.”
Zhang Zhengzong's words made the others tense up. The marshal's temper had been rising recently, and he didn't have much patience for such things. It was best not to offend him.
Whether it was money or things, there would always be rats who wanted to steal them. This was not surprising. This was the root of human nature, especially things that belonged to the public.
The annual salary was the largest expenditure in the military salary, just like the year-end bonus of a modern company.
Wang Changjiang felt that the marshal's idea was not bad. Even if this money was placed in the hands of a soldier, he would not be able to keep it.
He either spent it on women or on other places. In the past, there was still a smoking hall.
Ever since the ban on smoking had been lifted, the atmosphere in the army had improved a lot, and all the heavy drinkers had been kicked out.
"What if the people below have ideas?”Zhang Zhengchen felt that there might be complaints, but Zhang Zhengzong said indifferently," If there are difficulties, overcome them yourself.”
Of course, there were other things to talk about, but it still revolved around one word, money.
Wang Changjiang mocked himself and said that he was so poor that he could use his pants. The treasury was so empty that a mouse could run to death.
In the new year, it would not be a reduction of troops, but an expansion of the army.
Zhang Zhengzong planned to cancel all the mixed brigades and expand them into divisions. There would be no less than 20 divisions in the old and new Feng army, and all the local civilian regiments would be upgraded to local security regiments.
These days, the most important officials were at the county level. The rest of the places were under the leadership of the squires.
Each village had its own ancestral hall and clan head. These people were all local emperors. It was no joke to ask for family discipline.
A militia was a militia, organized by the local squires themselves, with funds allocated by the counties. Generally, the scale would not be too large, no more than a thousand people. They lacked guns and ammunition, and the size of the people depended on the economic level of the county.
This militia was not under the control of the Feng faction. Zhang Zhengzong had upgraded the militia this time to control all the military strength. At the same time, he had upgraded the security regiment to a reserve force to replenish the soldiers of the Feng faction in the future.
If it was just a dozen divisions of the Feng army, they would not be able to defend the huge three eastern provinces. The number of militia groups was naturally not small, but they could barely resist the bandits and maintain local law and order.
If it was a war, they still had to rely on field troops like the Feng army.
"Marshal, the idea is good, but where do we get our weapons and money from?”Zhang Zhengchen pointed out that the biggest problem of the security corps was money and weapons.
The government lacked everything except manpower. Although the security guards were not treated as well as the Fengjun, as a local force, the possibility of them participating in the war was very low. Therefore, it was still very attractive to many people.
"Next year, there will be a big change of equipment. All the weapons and equipment will be given to the security team.”
This was Zhang Zhengzong's plan. He would use the system's weapons and equipment to replace the weapons of the Feng army. The Feng family was probably the most miserable warlord.
However, it also had the greatest potential for development. Opportunity and pressure coexisted.
If it was money, they could squeeze it out. The expenses of the security team were definitely not as big as Feng Jun.
"Commander, is that establishing a military unit?”Old Zhang's old brothers were a little unhappy. After all, their former subordinates were on equal footing with them. How could they be happy?
"It's not established now, but there will be an establishment during the war. I will appoint the commander.”
Zhang Zhengzong's method was the same as the Wei Nation's. He used divisions as the foundation of the army, and during wartime, he would set up temporary legions to lead the divisions into battle. The commander would be chosen by himself.
Seeing their expressions, Zhang Zhengzong could only continue," Don't worry, the weapons and equipment personnel are limited to the few divisions in front.
But let me tell you first, the face of our Feng lineage has been trampled under the feet of the direct line. We will definitely take revenge and wash away the shame from before.
I, Old Zhang, don't care how much merit you have contributed to me in the past and how much territory you have conquered. All the divisions will be reorganized next year. If your combat strength is not good enough, then you can just leave. Don't be a dog in the manger. Although qualifications are important, battle merits are the most important. In one word, the capable will go up, and the mediocre will go down.”
That's right, in a violent organization like the military, experience was very important, but ability was the most important thing.
From ancient times to the present, the army had always worshipped the strong.
The Fengjun was not a super warlord faction with countless famous generals and fierce generals. Although there were many generals and stars, Zhang Zhengzong knew very well that there were only a few generals who could be put on the table. Moreover, each and every one of them was a problem child. Party strife was inevitable.
Zhang Zhengzong was still talking about his old brothers. If they couldn't make it in time, they should obediently retreat.
The era where they had to live on empty salaries and drink the blood of soldiers was over. If the troops in their hands were not good enough, their power and wealth would be reduced to ashes in the blink of an eye.
"Marshal, that's six words." Ma Zhenhao complained. He saw the strange looks from the people around him. This Seventh Brother was getting more and more powerful. In the workplace, he was not allowed to call him Seventh Brother. He had to call him Marshal. Was he putting on airs?
Or did he want to make a special deal with his old brothers?
Zhang Zhengzong was not Old Zhang, who valued friendship and the ways of the world.
Old Zhang governed the Feng clan with friendship, but Zhang Zhengzong did not. He was particular about the system of rewards and punishments and the system of concentrating power. Although he was not as cunning as Old Zhang on this point, he had a long-term vision.
The system of the old Feng lineage was too easy to break apart. Old Zhang's brothers all had armies and could leave the Feng lineage at any time. This was not a good thing.
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