The various armies of the Guards are gearing up to win the title of First Army.
Prince Yun's Mansion, which took five years to complete, is no longer what it looked like five years ago. The magnificent palace that was originally planned to be built became even more luxurious after Zhao Jun himself filled in some more money.
There are many pavilions and pavilions in the front yard. Unfamiliar people can easily get lost in the gorgeous corridor in the front yard of the palace without someone to guide them.
The backyard is full of flowers, and there are precious flowers everywhere. Some are in season and some only bloom in other seasons, but here they all bloom at the same time, even if it is only for a day or a few days, but the change of duration always makes this place always blooming. A sea of blooming flowers.
The rockery and running water are also good. What's more, deep in the courtyard of Prince Yun's Mansion, a huge open-air swimming pool has been dug out.
White porcelain, as white as jade, might be considered a top-quality product in the outside world, but here it is just a piece of floor tile to pad the floor.
As for the quality of these floor tiles, 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.
Next to the huge white jade-like swimming pool, rows of Taishi chairs were placed under parasols made of top-quality Suzhou embroidery works specially purchased from Sunan County.
Next to each Taishi chair is a small golden nan table, on which is placed a set of top-quality tea sets handmade by the master, for those who rest here to make tea.
At this moment, Zhao Jun was lying under the first parasol, wearing a black eye mask and taking a lunch break.
On the coffee table next to it, the finest snow-topped cloud tips are poured into a glazed teapot. The snow-white tea leaves in the teapot are curled up in clouds, and the long and narrow tip buds are floating slightly up and down with the steam, just like the top of the snow-capped mountains. Heaped up into a small peak at the edge of the tea cup.
Wang Huai'en was gently shaking the big cattail leaf fan in his hand, neither too fast nor too slowly, just enough to make Zhao Jun, who was taking a nap, feel the slightest cool breeze but very comfortable.
The sun gradually moved away, and the hottest hour at noon passed quickly.
Zhao Jun finally woke up after sleeping for an hour, took off his blindfold, and stretched out comfortably.
Zhao Jun turned to look at Wang Huaien, who was still fanning himself, and said, "Wang, you must be tired. Please take a rest quickly. I don't need it anymore."
Wang Huai'en shook his head and said: "It's not tiring for the prince. There is no chance for slaves to rest in front of the prince."
Zhao Jun shook his head helplessly. Wang Huai'en was good at everything, but he took his superiority and inferiority too seriously. But this was probably the reason why he liked him.
Seeing that he couldn't be persuaded, he stopped trying. He called a boy beside him and gave him a short table to sit on. Then he picked up a cup of tea to moisten his throat and asked: "Wang Banban, today we are guarding the army." It’s the first day for new recruits to join the camp over there, right?”
Wang Huaien quickly replied: "My lord, I remember well. All the new recruits have entered the camp today. I heard that the roll call took place all morning."
Zhao Jun nodded slightly after hearing this and commented: "After all, there are more than 20,000 people. If we can order them all in one morning, it is already fast. We can't be too demanding."
"That's what the prince said."
Wang Huai'en agreed with a smile, and then asked curiously: "Your Majesty, I have a question that I don't understand, and I want to ask Your Majesty."
Zhao Jun put down the teacup, burped happily, twisted his toes and his somewhat stiff body said casually: "Tell me."
Wang Huaien quickly asked:
"Then we don't know what the situation is in the newly discovered land. Maybe there are many people in them?
Your Majesty, please train a guard camp. If the road is opened and we find that there are more people on that side, wouldn't we have fallen 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 I will explain it to you. First of all, I believe that soldiers are more valuable than more.
Enough elite soldiers are enough to defeat ten, but an army with a large number of rubbish combat capabilities is easy to fight when there is a favorable wind, but if one day a tough one is provoked, then no matter how large the army is, it is just a lamb to be slaughtered.
The king's guard camp itself is an elite soldier in the army, and even the Tatar knights recruited later are all good players from the original tribes.
With them as the backbone and my method, I believe that they will be able to train me an elite division that can win every battle.
So even if we expand the army, we can only expand it to 25,000.
Once the number of people increases, not only will the combat effectiveness decrease in a short period of time, but more importantly, there is another problem! "
"still have a question?"
Wang Huaien was a little confused and couldn't think of any other problems.
Zhao Jun didn't let him think too much and revealed the answer directly.
"silver!"
"silver?"
Wang Huaien repeated it, as if he couldn't believe it.
In his opinion, his prince didn't look like someone who would be short of money. How could he be worried about money?
Zhao Jun saw what he was thinking, and immediately stretched out his hand and gave him a wry smile: "What are you thinking about? Do you really think that I am already rich in the world? Do you know how much it costs to raise soldiers?"
This touched upon Wang Huaien's knowledge blind spot, he really didn't know.
Zhao Jun started counting with his fingers.
"One year, let's just say one year, the military salary allocated by the imperial court to the king's guard army is 260,000, which is also the normal military salary for the imperial court to raise troops in other places.
And how many people can you support with 260,000? Ten thousand!
That means a person needs at least 26 taels a year!
But be careful, this is the imperial court!
The real situation of our guard camp is far more expensive than this. Whether it is military pay or daily clothing, food, housing and transportation, the consumption of our guard camp is more than double that of the normal imperial army.
So for others, 260,000 taels a year is enough to raise 10,000 soldiers and horses, but we need 520,000 taels!
Just for the 25,000 guard camps, I have to spend 1.3 million taels of silver a year to support them! "
"hiss!"
Wang Huaien suddenly took a breath of air after hearing this!
1.3 million taels, that’s how much money it is, I’m afraid it’s not a mountain of silver!
It only costs so much money to raise more than 20,000 soldiers a year. It's no wonder that the prince refuses to recruit more soldiers.
Zhao Jun smiled bitterly and shook his head: "I can make money, and I earn more than this 1.8 million taels every year.
But I have many people to support and a lot of money to spend.
Therefore, those who should be provincial should still be provincial and not be willful. "
It can only be said that supporting the army is the most luxurious and expensive act in the world!
Think about the rising military expenditures of so many countries in previous lives. The annual maintenance fees for so many advanced weapons are enough to bankrupt a company. It can be seen that raising an army in any era is nothing. Everyone has this ability.
Wang Huaien also said with some emotion: "No wonder the imperial court was so generous in giving the prince independent military power. They also determined that even if the prince wanted to raise an army, the output of Yunzhou County was simply not enough to support the prince. With the thoughts of the army, I feel relieved to give the military power to you."
Zhao Jun sneered: "This is natural, my father is the emperor of the Song Dynasty, how could he hand over such important military power to me just because he felt guilty about me.
After all, he was also the emperor of the Song Dynasty. No matter what position he could reach, it was impossible for him to have the emotion of guilt. "
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