Lord Moyu was forced to open

Chapter 52

The armies of the Guards are gearing up to win the title of the first army.

Prince Yun's Mansion took five years, and the already completed Prince Yun's Mansion is no longer what it looked like five years ago. The magnificent palace that was originally planned to be built is even more luxurious after Zhao Jun himself poured some money into it.

There are many pavilions and pavilions in the front yard, and those who are not familiar with it can easily get lost in the gorgeous corridors in the front yard of the palace if they are not guided.

The backyard is full of flowers, and there are precious flowers everywhere, some of which are in season, and some of which only bloom in other seasons, but here they are all open at the same time, even if it is only a day or a few days, but the change of time always makes this place always beautiful. The appearance of a sea of ​​flowers in full bloom.

The rockery and flowing water are also not bad. What's more, in the depths of the courtyard of Prince Yun's Mansion, a huge open-air swimming pool has been dug out.

The white porcelain that is as white as jade is considered a top-notch product in the outside world, but here it is just a piece of floor tiles.

As far as the quality of these floor tiles is concerned, in the outside world, only the best white porcelain has this quality.

The luxury of building such a swimming pool can be imagined from here.

Beside the huge white jade-like swimming pool, rows of Taishi chairs are placed on parasols made of the top Su embroidery works specially bought by Sunan County.

Next to each Taishi chair is a small gold table, on which are placed a set of top tea sets made by the master himself, for those who rest here to make tea.

At this moment, Zhao Jun was lying under the first parasol, taking a lunch break wearing a pair of black blindfolds.

On the coffee table next to it, the best snow-capped cloud tip was poured into the glazed teapot. In the teapot, the snow-white tea leaves were rolling and relaxing, and the narrow and long pointed buds floated up and down slightly with the steam, just like the top of the snow-capped mountain. At the level of the teacups, it piled up into a small tip.

Wang Huai'en was gently shaking the big cattail fan in his hand, neither fast nor slow, just enough to make Zhao Jun, who was taking a nap, feel the cool breeze but very comfortable.

The sun gradually moved away, and the hottest hour at noon passed quickly.

Zhao Jun, who had slept for an hour, finally woke up, took off his blindfold, and stretched comfortably.

Zhao Jun turned his head and looked at Wang Huai'en, who was still fanning the wind, and said, "Ban Wang is tired, hurry up and rest aside, I don't need it anymore."

However, Wang Huai'en shook his head and said: "For the prince, I'm not tired. There is no place for slaves to rest in front of the prince."

Zhao Jun shook his head helplessly. This Wang Huai'en is good at everything, but he puts too much emphasis on superiority and inferiority, but this is also the reason why he likes him.

Seeing that he couldn't persuade him, he stopped persuading him, and called a young man beside him to bring him a low table to sit down, and then took a cup of tea to moisten his throat and asked: "Wang Banban, today is the guard." It's the first day of the recruits' camp over there, right?"

Wang Huai'en hurriedly replied: "My lord remembers well, those recruits have already entered the camp today, I heard that the roll call took all morning."

Zhao Jun nodded slightly after hearing this, and commented: "After all, there are more than 2 people. If you can finish ordering in one morning, it is considered fast, and you can't be too demanding."

"What the lord said is."

Wang Huai'en echoed with a smile, and then asked curiously: "My lord, I have a question that I don't understand, and I want to ask my lord."

Zhao Jun put down his teacup, hiccupped comfortably, twisted his toes and wriggled his stiff body, then said casually: "Say."

Wang Huai'en quickly asked:

"We don't know what's going on in the newly discovered land, maybe there are a lot of them?

Your lord, you will train the guard battalion on one side. If the road is opened up and there are more people there, wouldn't we fall into a trap?

Why doesn't the prince recruit more soldiers? "

Zhao Jun nodded and said, "I'm afraid this is not only what you want to know, but also what many people want to know.

Then the king will explain it to you. First of all, the king thinks that soldiers are more expensive than expensive.

Enough elite soldiers are enough to fight ten with one, but a large army with rubbish combat power is easy to fight in a downwind battle, but if one day provokes tough bones, no matter how large the army is, it will be just a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.

And the king's guard battalion itself is the elite soldiers in the army, even the Tatar knights recruited later are all good fighters from the original tribes.

With them as the backbone and my method, I believe that they will be able to train me an elite army that can win every battle.

So even if we expanded our army, we only expanded to [-].

Once the number of people increases, not only will the combat effectiveness decrease in this short period of time, but more importantly, there is another problem! "

"still have a question?"

Wang Huai'en was a little puzzled, and couldn't think of any other problems.

Zhao Jun didn't make him think too much, and revealed the answer directly.

"silver!"

"silver?"

Wang Huai'en repeated it, as if he couldn't believe it.

In his opinion, his prince doesn't seem like someone who would be short of money, so why would he be bothered by money?

Zhao Jun saw what he was thinking, and suddenly stretched out his hand and gave him a shudder with a wry smile: "What are you thinking? Do you really think that I am already rich? Do you know how much it costs to raise soldiers?"

This touched Wang Huai'en's knowledge blind spot, he really didn't know.

Zhao Jun began to count with his fingers.

"One year, let's just say one year, the royal court allocated 26 military pay for the vassal's guard army, which is also the normal military pay for the imperial court to raise soldiers in other places.

And how many people does 26 support?ten thousand!
That is to say, a person needs at least 26 taels a year!
But beware, this is the imperial court!
The real situation of our guard battalion is far more expensive than this. Whether it is the military salary or the daily necessities of life, the consumption of our guard battalion is more than double that of the normal imperial army.

So 26 taels a year is enough for someone to raise 52 soldiers and horses, but we need [-] taels!

For the 130 guard battalion, the king will have to spend [-] million taels of silver a year to support it! "

"hiss!"

Wang Huai'en took a deep breath after hearing this!
130 million taels, how much silver is that, I am afraid it is not a mountain of silver!

To raise more than 2 soldiers, it costs so much money a year, no wonder the prince is unwilling to recruit more soldiers.

Zhao Jun smiled wryly and shook his head, "This king can make money, not only the 80 million taels a year.

But this king also has many people to support, and there are many places to spend money.

Therefore, the province still has to save, not willful. "

It can only be said that supporting the army is the most extravagant and most costly act in the world!

Thinking about the rising military expenditures of so many countries in previous lives, the annual maintenance fee for so many advanced weapons is not necessarily enough to bankrupt a boss company. You can see that it is nothing to raise an army in any era Everyone has this ability.

Wang Huai'en also said with some emotion: "It's no wonder that the court is so generous to give the prince independent military power. They also believe that even if the prince wants to raise an army, the output of Yunzhou County is not enough to support the prince. You want to raise it. The idea of ​​​​the army, so I can safely give you the military power."

Zhao Jun let out a sneer: "It's natural, father is the emperor of Song Dynasty, how could he give such important military power to me because of guilt towards me.

After all, he is also the Son of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty, and it is impossible for him to feel guilt in any position he can occupy. "

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(End of this chapter)