The reward for military merit is 10,000 yuan, the "reward" from the Intelligence Office of the Metropolitan Governor's Office is also 10,000 yuan, and the bonus from the Ordnance Bureau is at least 5,000 yuan. I have already "earned" a lot of money in the first two months of my arrival. ?
It was obviously not for the purpose of getting rich, but in the end, he gained a lot. This unintentional situation made him laugh a little.
Compared with the pensions of the soldiers who died, does the money you get seem to be too much?
The salary of a private soldier is 40 yuan per month, and the standard pension amount of the highest grade A is 12 months' salary, which is 480 yuan; at the same time, ten years of compensation are paid, and the amount paid every year is equivalent to three months' salary. , that is, 120 yuan; if there are minor orphans, the compensation amount will be doubled until adulthood.
For the voluntary military service system, this pension standard is not low by comparison in today's world. However, due to the imperfections and bureaucracy of the Ming Dynasty's pension system, it is often impossible to implement it.
In the final analysis, this is actually very simple. There has not been a big war in the past few decades, and not enough people have died.
A typical example is the United Kingdom. Before the European War, the United Kingdom had always implemented a voluntary military service system and had never experienced such a large-scale, high-intensity, and long-term war. Therefore, it lacked experience in managing and issuing pensions to soldiers with huge casualties. In the early days of the European War, the old, fragmented, and inefficient pension system was still in use.
So after being dealt a blow by the tragic European War, the huge number of casualties almost caused the collapse of the four departments responsible for pensions, and the people were extremely dissatisfied with this. It was only after the Battle of the Marne that Britain began to try to improve and perfect the pension system.
If you don't suffer a loss, you won't change. This is true at all times and in all countries.
"Why are you worried about this? This has nothing to do with you. This is the job of the government."
"How can you say that?"
On the evening of the last day in mid-August, Xia Xiaoshi generously expressed her intention to treat Zhou Changfeng to dinner and a movie, because the school gave each teacher a movie ticket voucher, which was considered a benefit of a government-run institution.
The two of them were walking by the Mochou Lake. Zhou Changfeng glanced at her and said seriously: "Loving the soldiers like sons and using them like clay are the qualities that every qualified general must have. If you ignore your subordinates at ordinary times, who will listen to you in battle? You might get slapped with a black gun. But caring depends on the situation. If a war really breaks out, you will have to ignore their life and death. It is not a joke to be kind and not to control the army. "
After he finished speaking, he added leisurely: "Besides, don't look at my glory, but military achievements are bloody, and it is no lie that one general can accomplish thousands of bones. Even if you just rely on your conscience, you should value my soldiers, right?" "
The army is a melting pot of good and bad people, and Zhou Changfeng knew this very well before traveling through it.
Some people join the army to make achievements and get promoted and make a fortune, while others just want to carry guns, eat food and have a stable career. This cannot be said to be superficial, it can only be said to be more realistic. After all, passionate idealists are in the minority.
Have respect for noble people, and don't be too harsh on "real people". Those who can fulfill their duties and complete their tasks are good soldiers. This is what Zhou Changfeng's teacher told him when he graduated, and he has always kept it in mind.
As for who he is? Zhou Changfeng actually doesn't like to define himself. He thinks that as long as he can live up to his conscience, it will be fine.
"The battle between life and death is indeed cruel." Xia Xiaoshi nodded as if understanding, and said hesitantly: "My father said that no one can forget their beginnings. People will change. After they reach high positions, small people are just numbers. That’s all.”
"What does Dad do?"
"Didn't I tell you? He is from the Criminal Division."
The position of jishizhong has a long history, but the establishment of six departments to supervise hundreds of officials began in the Ming Dynasty. During the Hongwu period, it was adjusted many times, and it was called the Six Sections, which were used to supervise the six ministries and impeach officials. Together with the thirteen supervisory censors, they were also called Ke Dao Officials.
Those who work in this industry are probably used to official affairs, so it is not unusual for them to say such things.
Zhou Changfeng, who had complicated eyes, was silent for a long time, and finally said leisurely: "At least before that, I still have to show my conscience."
As the sun gradually reached the western horizon, the two left Mochou Lake and took the bus back to Xicheng District, planning to go to the movies after dinner.
The world's first sound film was born in the late 1920s, but it developed rapidly in less than ten years. In the Ming Dynasty alone, hundreds of sound films have emerged in the past seven or eight years, and silent films have also emerged. developed to its peak.
Several movies released in the summer of the Thirty-Six are quite good. Some time ago, "The Legend of the Royal Guard" and now "The Legend of White Snake" were both highly praised.
Naturally, Xia Xiaoshi was not willing to go see the former who was fighting and killing, so she tentatively asked, "What are we going to see later?"
Choose the Legend of White Snake, choose the Legend of White Snake! She hoped in her heart.
"It's up to you." Zhou Changfeng could tell at a glance what she was struggling with, so he added casually: "Or... let's go see how Monk Fahai suppressed White Snake."
"Okay!" Xia Xiaoshi, who was overjoyed, nodded immediately, fearing that he would change his mind.
Now, it's just seven o'clock in the evening in Nanjing, East Eighth District, but it's twelve noon in Geneva, East One District.
Geneva is adjacent to the huge Lake Geneva and borders France on its east, south and west sides. It is an international metropolis where many international organizations are located.
Over the Kwantland International Airport, escorted by two D.27 fighter jets of the Swiss Air Force, the two passenger planes carrying the Ming Dynasty delegation approached slowly and finally landed smoothly.
The Ming Dynasty delegation that flew to Geneva to attend the League of Nations Conference totaled thirty-one people, headed by Wai Lang Wei Jingyun, a member of the Foreign Affairs Department of the Ministry of Rites.
After stepping off the boarding stairs, everyone stepped onto a foreign land. Some of the delegation members were here for the first time, so they had a somewhat different feeling.
"The hotel is ready. Senior, do you want to go now?" A young official approached the middle-aged man at the front and asked.
"Don't worry," the latter was Wei Jinyun. He looked forward, "Has our gift arrived?"
"It's probably still transiting through the border, and it will probably arrive tomorrow morning."
"Well, let's go."
"Senior, do you think it is really useful for us to talk about this?"
The actual role of the League of Nations conferences year after year is really not that big. In recent years, the world situation has become increasingly tense. How much role can the League of Nations, which many people place their hope on, play?
"Many times, wasted effort is unavoidable." Wei Jingyun glanced at him and said meaningfully: "Pretend... Doing or not doing seems insignificant, but the nature is completely different."
As for the so-called gift, it was actually a gift from the Ming Dynasty to the League of Nations - it was an exquisite large-scale bronze statue of the mythical beast Zoyu.
The bronze statue was transported by sea and arrived in Marseille, a famous port city in southern France, three days ago, and then sent to Geneva by rail.
(End of chapter)
