C350 The price of a human life

"Compensation from the dead?" Zhao Hu stumbled and fell, even dropping the silver chest he just took.

The silver was scattered on the ground, causing everyone's eyes to light up.

"Why are you so nervous?" Jiang Xiaobai helped to collect the silver, and said: "When I left earlier, didn't you have a list of casualties among the villagers? I remember it said that 24 people died, 11 were lightly wounded, and one was seriously injured. Also, there is no one from Shisan's body, right? "

"Only... Only our people? " Zhao Hu glanced at the surrounding soldiers.

Jiang Xiaobai understood, the reason why Zhao Hu was afraid was because there were also casualties among the soldiers.

Even though it was a total waste of money, if it was true, the soldiers would have made an exorbitant offer. The 2000 taels of silver was probably gone already, and they might even turn it upside down.

Jiang Xiaobai explained: "Of course it is only your compensation. As for the soldiers, the funeral expenses and the family pension, I will give them some extra money, so there's no need for you to pay for it. "

"So that's how it is." Zhao Hu heaved a sigh of relief and said: "Just now, I had a discussion with the Lord Douyuhou, it was done according to the rules of the soldiers."

"The rules of the soldiers?" Jiang Xiaobai turned to Chang Zilong.

Chang Zilong immediately said: "When the troops go out to battle, regardless of whether they die or are injured, the imperial government will pay them back."

Jiang Xiaobai nodded and asked: "What are the standards?"

Chang Zilong said: "If a normal soldier dies in battle, if there is a family member, they will receive 3000 gold, the leader will receive 3500, and the leader will receive 4000, and the 100 men will receive 5000. If you are injured, then depending on the severity of the injury, the amount of money you have to pay for your injuries will fluctuate from one hundred to five thousand. "

"Is that true?" Jiang Xiaobai could not believe his own ears.

An ordinary soldier's talent was worth three thousand copper coins, which was only three or four silver coins. It was not even worth as much as a pig.

The soldiers' lives were cheap, but they were actually at such a level. No wonder no one thought of them as human beings. No wonder the ruler of the kingdom wanted them to die.

Eating a meal with the Master Bu at the North Tower was enough to buy the lives of several tens of soldiers!

"This is a rule that has been enforced for decades. In the past, when I led troops to war, there were also casualties. It was calculated according to this standard." Chang Zilong laughed bitterly, in his heart, he felt that the soldiers' lives were too cheap.

Jiang Xiaobai really wanted to ask how much the imperial government would compensate him if he, the Duyu, were to die in battle.

But seeing that Chang Zilong's mood was downcast, Jiang Xiaobai felt bad touching on this bad luck, so he asked: "There are families here, what about families there?"

Chang Zilong said: "If you have no family members, just die, just find a place to bury them."

"How could this be?" Jiang Xiaobai's heart was clogged up, and he didn't say anything for a long time.

Chang Zilong looked at Jiang Xiaobai and said: "Just now, Uncle Zhao and I had discussed about it. Considering that both sides were dead and injured, there are 11 more dead people in the village.

Zhao Hu also carefully said: "My lord, you are merciful, you have already given us so much silver, this extra thirty-three thousand is not a problem."

Zhao Hu was satisfied. He had thought that he would be thankful as long as he could pay a few hundred silver coins, but now that he had earned two thousand gold coins, even the bereaved families of the dead could not say anything.

"No way!" Jiang Xiaobai stood up and said: "This rule needs to be broken. A person's life is in danger, how can a few coins make up for it. "

"Lord?" Zhao Hu trembled in fear.

Jiang Xiaobai took out the Qian Yin and counted out five thousand gold and gave it to Zhao Hu: "Uncle Zhao, this is Qian Yin. Five thousand gold, it should be worth four to five thousand silver. Take it and use half of it to support the families of the victims and the other half to treat the injured. "

"Qian Yin, five thousand?" Zhao Hu was actually someone who had seen Qian Yin before. He was so excited that he was almost speechless.

"immortal master, this … Isn't it too much? " Chang Zilong could not help but say: "When the great army goes to war, the starting fee is only three thousand silvers. If not for immortal master, they would probably be deducted to only a thousand silvers. Five thousand silver taels is enough for the Third Battalion of Yi, Third, and Third Battalions to eat together with their families for three months! "

"Pfft, look at how useless you are!" Old Pang let out a cold laugh, and said: "No matter what, you are still a general leading troops. According to the number of troops you have, you can be considered to be at the Regiment rank. Remember, following my Master in the future, as long as you are loyal and devoted, don't even mention five thousand silvers, even fifty thousand silvers is just a small amount of money! "

In Chang Zilong's heart, Old Pang was also an immortal, so his words were equally important.

Chang Zilong was startled for a moment, then revealed a happy expression on his face, and immediately said: "immortal master, please forgive me, this subordinate spoke too much. How can I compensate you? immortal master will decide with a word! "

Jiang Xiaobai laughed, then gave Qian Yin a gift: "Uncle Zhao, take it?"

Zhao Hu looked like he had been petrified and stood rooted to the ground. He did not even feel a breath.

Jiang Xiaobai laughed: "What, you think it's not enough? "If you find it too little, we can discuss. I know that in a place, even if one person dies, the compensation will be …"

"Burp!" Suddenly, Zhao Hu's body trembled, as though his life had returned to him, he knelt on the ground and shouted: "Master, Burp, you are our Zhao Family's big benefactor, Burp, you gave us so much money, Burp. We... Our entire village will give you a shrine to life... "Burp!"

The excitement was too great. His mind had been blank just now, as if it was going on, but he was constantly hiccuping.

"It's not necessary to erect a shrine to life, I can't afford it!" Jiang Xiaobai smiled as he helped Zhao Hu up, and pushed the money into his hands: "This is money to accompany you guys. Also, I also brought some things with me."

"There's more?" Zhao Hu's body went soft, almost falling to the ground again.

"Jin Hua, hold your grandfather up!" Jiang Xiaobai summoned Jin Hua over, turned around, and got into the car. Together with Old Pang, they threw more than a dozen large bags down.

"These bastards stole a lot of your clothes, this is your compensation!" Jiang Xiaobai opened a bag, pointed to the clothes inside and said: "These are all not good clothes, you guys can just wear them."

As long as they had eyes, they would be able to tell immediately that regardless of whether it was the color, pattern or fabric, these clothes were something they had never seen before. It was much better than what they were wearing.

"In your dreams …" Burp... I must be dreaming! " Zhao Hu began to bawl out, he stumbled and ran towards the village and shouted: "Men, come out! Burp... The living Bodhisattva sends you money... Burp... Here's the clothes! "

In the blink of an eye, the pitch black village was lit up by flames. The villagers were supporting each other as they began to gather at the grain drying field!

Looking at the faces that were filled with hesitation, sorrow, anger, cowardice and even hatred, Jiang Xiaobai shook his head and sighed, then turned to Chang Zilong and said in a serious tone: "Gather the troops, I want to gather the troops!"

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