The general's wife knows medicine

Old Man He looked at her, thought for a moment, and then said, "You also know that many soldiers have injured their limbs and can no longer stay in the army."

Tang Peipei nodded. She knew this.

"The imperial court should provide subsidies to these people, right?"

Old Man He nodded, "Yes, the court has a clear regulation that soldiers who are injured or disabled on the battlefield will be demobilized and returned to their hometowns. They can receive fifty taels of subsidy." Old Man He sighed, "Fifty taels is a lot of compensation for ordinary people. However, these people have lost a hand or a leg. The serious ones have lost both legs or both hands on the battlefield. They have no hands or legs, and when they return home, they are also useless to their families. What's more, their injuries cannot be healed in a day or two, and they need to eat herbal medicine in the later stage."

Tang Peipei had never thought about these problems.

Although I have heard of such incidents in modern times, I have never experienced them and have never thought about them.

Thought so too.

I knew one thing when I was in the hospital.

There is no dutiful son before a long-term illness.

These people have no hands or feet, so they can't do many things.

Then you definitely need family to take care of you.

However, in this age, even if you work diligently, you can barely make ends meet.

If you lose the ability to work for a day or two, perhaps your family can still take care of you.

But what happens over time?

Sooner or later, the patience of the family will be wiped out.

This is human nature, isn't it?

What's more, as Old Man He said, they will need to continue treatment after returning home, and the cost of herbal medicine in the later stage will also be an expense.

"This is indeed a headache-inducing problem. Has the military reported this matter to the court?" Tang Peipei asked.

Old Man He shook his head. "It was reported before that the pension for these disabled soldiers was only 20 taels. It was later that General Weide personally reported to the court and secured 50 taels for everyone."

In other words, the imperial court had already increased their pension once, and it would definitely be impossible to change it again.

Tang Peipei frowned and thought, how to solve this problem?

Suddenly, Tang Peipei's eyes lit up and he said, "Mr. He, do you think this is feasible?" He paused and said, "The soldiers take fifty taels home at a time. With so many people, it's not easy for the court to take the money. What do you think if we divide the pension into a monthly salary system or an annual salary system?"

Old Man He asked with some confusion: "Monthly salary system or annual salary system?"

"The monthly salary system means they receive the money once a month, and the annual salary system means they receive the money once a year. This way, the court will have an easier time taking out money every time. In addition, as long as they are alive, they will receive money every month or every year. Then, their families will feel that they have an income every month, and will not think that they are useless, and will naturally take good care of them."

Old Man He sat up straight in an instant, obviously perked up.

Tang Peipei continued, "We can also select some soldiers with better injuries and find suitable jobs for them in their hometowns, such as jailers in government offices, postmasters in post stations, etc. Also, for all disabled soldiers who have retired, their families can be exempted from taxes during their lifetime. Also, for those soldiers who are seriously injured and need care, we can also reward them with some land and property."

After listening to what Tang Peipei said, Old Man He thought it was feasible.

He had stayed in the border town for many years and had some feelings for these soldiers.

Now, seeing these people recover from their injuries but still look decadent, I still feel a little bit sorry for them.

but.

He looked at Tang Peipei and asked, "Madam Mu, what you said is certainly good for the soldiers. But will the court agree to this?"

After all, there are pensions, job arrangements, real estate and land, and tax exemptions.

Is this too much to ask?

Old Man He thought about it and felt that he dared not even think about these things.

Tang Peipei said confidently: "Don't worry, whether the court agrees or not depends on what the person who tells them says. Leave this matter to me, I will handle it."

She felt that Bai Heyi would agree.

Tang Peipei told Old Man He to relax and went to the ward to check again.

Those who are still staying in the clinic are all seriously injured.

Some people lost their hands, some lost their legs, and some had their stomachs cut. Now they have been sewn up by military doctors and their lives have been saved, but a horrible scar has been left on their stomachs.

Tang Peipei looked at the horrible scar and felt sad.

She wondered if she should try to make catgut like the modern ones.

The suture used by the military doctors was made of only catgut, but it was made too roughly. After being sutured, the wound looked particularly horrible.

After looking around, Tang Peipei returned to his home in the border town.

Not long after returning, Mu Jintang asked Mu Yan, who was beside him, to make the trip in person.

When he came back, he told him that Lord Qin from the capital had arrived and they would discuss the details of the negotiations in the evening. He might be back late, so he asked her to rest first and not wait for him.

The weather is cold. It is the first time for Tang Peipei to experience such a cold winter.

I washed up early and went to bed.

Mu Jintang was not at home tonight, and she always felt that the quilt was very cold and she slept very uneasily.

I was dazed and heard sporadic sounds.

Tang Peipei opened her eyes slightly.

When Mu Jintang saw this, she said a little embarrassedly: "I'm sorry, did I wake you up?"

Tang Peipei shook his head, stretched out his arms, and muttered, "Hold me."

Mu Jintang laughed and quickly went to bed, but she didn't rush to hug Tang Peipei. She just held her hand and said, "Wait a moment. I just came back and my body is cold. Don't let you get cold."

Tang Peipei didn't care about that. She moved closer to Mu Jintang and hugged him.

Seeing this, Mu Jintang felt helpless, but he no longer hesitated and held the person in his arms.

The two of them fell asleep in each other's arms.

The next day, the sky finally cleared up.

But it was a cloudy day and there was still no sun.

The wind was strong, rustling the dry branches.

When Tang Peipei got up, Mu Jintang was no longer beside her.

"What time did the general come back last night?" Tang Peipei asked Dengcao while sitting in front of the dressing table.

Deng Cao put a hairpin on Tang Peipei and said, "The general will be back after midnight."

So late?

"What time did you leave today?" Tang Peipei asked again.

"I'll be out at four quarters past the hour of Mao." Dengcao helped Tang Peipei put on her coat.

"Have you had breakfast?"

"The general said that he would just eat something on the way to the government office, and asked the servants not to disturb you, Madam, for your rest." Then he smiled and said, "Madam, the general is very considerate to you."

Tang Peipei also felt that Mu Jintang seemed to be really attentive to her affairs.

She thought that she had married him at first only because he met her standards for a partner in every aspect. Later, she didn't know when it started, but her feelings towards him seemed to have changed.