No shortage of walls

Among the five hundred people, there are generals of grades 3,456, 789. Are generals of grades 3,456, 789 worth two pigs?

This is an insulting question.

The five hundred captured sergeants can be discarded, but the domestic sergeants cannot ignore it. They will inevitably think, I have worked hard to make you the leader of the Ninth Five-Year Plan, is it worth a pig? Is it just worth the shit of a southerner?

But it is very difficult to say how much a soldier is worth, or how much a seventh-grade general is worth.

How much do you think you are worth?

If you say too much, it will insult the sergeant; if you say too much, the cost will be heavy, and if you don't say it, it will be worthless.

In the past, countries would either exchange prisoners of war, or the winning side would open the door and the losing side would negotiate.

For example, if the price is one thousand taels per person, the price will naturally be high, and the money will be repaid upon arrival, and there will be some negotiation.

The question is, let yourself say how much you are worth? Then sell you back to yourself.

Everyone estimates their own value differently, making it very difficult to decide.

Everyone has a different price in the eyes of every relative.

Take you for example; you will always be a priceless treasure in the eyes of your parents. But others say you are worthless.

How much a human life is worth has never been determined through the ages.

For example, how much are you worth? How much am I worth?

When selling the opponent's soldiers to the opponent's king, it becomes more difficult for the king to make a decision.

If a sergeant is worth ten thousand taels of silver or even one hundred thousand or one million taels of silver, the sergeant will of course be happy. I am worth at least ten thousand taels of silver or even one million taels of silver; but five hundred people is too much.

It’s so big that I can’t bear it.

Even Song Xing couldn't figure out how to respond if a Song soldier was captured.

After all, how much is a soldier who fights for his country worth?

Who told me?

But Ye Zhisheng has the answer:"Soldiers take it as their duty to protect the country and defend the territory. Fortunately, they died on the battlefield and were wrapped in horse leather! If they were our soldiers, they should die for the country. Without the value of fighting, they would not be able to cause trouble to the court. That's it. He said that he sacrificed his life for the country and was still a hero in the world. The court sympathized with his family so that the hero could rest in peace. I thought that the Hu people were stupid and would never respond like this. Even if he thought of such a response, he lost the battle. Our newspapers have told the world that these five hundred people have to be needed. If the Donghu Palace abandons these five hundred people, the people's morale will be difficult to stabilize; but to say that the soldiers are worthless, the military morale is unstable. Even if he does not pay compensation, he has to compensate. There is no counteroffer."

Song Xing thought for a while and found that there was really no good way.

Now it's Hu people who have a headache.

Ye Zhisheng treated the prisoners of war with state courtesy and provided them with good food and drink. He recorded how much they ate every day, how much water they took for bathing, and how much soap they used. Then, every day, someone was sent to send the soldiers' sums to the Hu court, and they asked for money every day, including travel expenses, and the Hu soldiers were given paper and pen so that they could write letters home. The Song Dynasty people sent it on their behalf. The people in the Song Dynasty charged the same fee for sending letters, but without sending an address, they sent it directly to the border, and then asked the barbarians for money.

Your people eat, drink, wear clothes, bathe, and write letters. Of course, you give them money. You have to support them before you say whether you want them or not.

Those five hundred barbarians were imprisoned in the best prison in the world. Some of them didn't want to go back.

His grandma’s! It's better to go to jail than to go back to the army!

The barbarian prince's head hurt even more.

He originally suspected that the smuggling between Song and Qi was intentional. Someone in the court knew about Long Quan's past, and he didn't know that a fierce general in the army was smuggled by seven private businessmen. Is he really that stupid?

Second, he saw that the Song Dynasty was buying more and more sheep, so he thought of a small victory to negotiate the price. As long as he suppressed the Emperor Song's face, things would be easier to handle.

In any war, no matter how big or small, the winning side speaks.

Let’s talk about a small Yuzhou Pass. There are sergeants checking in and out. How can smuggling be so easy? Originally, there was suspicion and greed for southerners’ food, but southerners only sell cooked, dried and sliced ​​food, not those that can be grown! I am familiar with it and don’t buy it. Who would have expected that not one of the eight thousand Qingqi could escape.

What happened? I have to come back and talk about it.

Now they are as powerful as riding a tiger. The Southerner's move of disclosing information is very powerful. He certainly cannot say that his soldiers are worthless.

I saw Ye Zhisheng's weird thinking. Song Xing decided to talk to him.

Song Xing's purpose was very simple. He was to serve as the Minister of Rites as well as the Minister of Rites to provide overall coordination. It doesn’t take long, just three years.

Ye Zhisheng felt very strange. His Minister of War did a good job. This time, the ministers, generals and people were satisfied, and the Holy Emperor was also satisfied. There should be nothing wrong, so he was transferred to the Ministry of Rites? So I felt very uneasy. He asked:"Your Majesty, is your Majesty asking the minister to be transferred to the Ministry of Rites as Minister? Is Mr. Liu going to resign and return to his fields? This is the time for our Song Dynasty to employ people. Although Mr. Liu is older, he should retire earlier.""

Song Xingdao:"That's a concurrent position, that is, Ye Zhisheng, the Minister of the Ministry of War, also serves as the Minister of Rites. It's just too hard. I have to ask you what you mean. I will get two copies of the salary."

Ye Zhisheng said hurriedly:"Your Majesty! I am serving the country. , it’s not a matter of salary, it’s just one person and two ministers. In fact, there were no such things in the previous dynasty, so I’m afraid it will arouse suspicion among the people." Song Xing said:"You only serve for three years, maybe not three years, just wait for someone from the Ministry of Rites to come up." Ye Zhisheng said.

:"I'd better go and persuade Mr. Liu. He's in good health. He says he's sixty-six years old, but he looks like he's fifty. There's no problem in doing it for a few more years."

Song Xing said:"It's not about retreating, it's what I want to do. He, wait a minute, they are coming."

Ye Zhisheng understood a little bit.

Liu Chengwen is a person who enjoys bear paws, seafood from Qi, fish fat, shark fins, and two-foot-long prawns. Everyone in the court knows it. According to his salary, he can barely support it, considering that he was greedy in the previous government. A lot; although I confessed to a little. But everyone knows that he will not pay everything.

Since the Holy One said not to worry about it going forward, it was also because of his thoroughness in handling things, and God's grace was grand.

But he may have forgotten that the Holy Spirit also said that if he commits the crime again, he will be guilty both before and after.

It has become more valuable than one person and more than ten thousand people. Even if it was more than ten years ago, no matter how poor the Song Dynasty was, a minister of the first rank would be well fed.