Time Travel to 1859: The Iron-Blooded Soldier King

The carrot-and-stick policy works everywhere, even in the process of reorganizing military camps.

Liu Ye first established his authority with thunder-like means, intimidating everyone, and then he fed carrots. Anyone who left the barracks had to pay a salary of 30 taels. For 1,600 people, that was 48,000 taels. In addition, there were more than 200 people who violated military discipline, and each of them had to pay 15 taels, which was another 3,000 taels. All together, a total of 50,000 taels of silver!

Even if Liu Ye took out all the silver notes worth 30,000 taels of silver, he was still a little stretched. After all, he took too big a step and ended up making a big mistake!

At the General's Mansion, Luo Zili hung his head and replied, "General, we really don't have enough money right now. Thousands of people are fed, clothed, and urinated here. Each battalion also needs to train and purchase equipment. We really can't sustain this anymore..."

Liu Ye was also scratching his head. What should he do?

He Qimou frowned on the side, secretly blaming Liu Ye for going a little too far, his movements were really too big, too much is as bad as too little. But now that he has arrived in Baoding, he must find a way for Liu Ye. The two of them are completely tied to the same boat!

He Qimou hesitated and said, "Ye Zi, how about asking the prince for help again?"

Liu Ye shook his head and replied, "Forget it. The prince's money didn't just come out of thin air. He just gave me 30,000 taels of silver two months ago and asked me to take care of the connections up there. It's really unreasonable to trouble him again now."

"Well, what else can we do? We can't even get back up the ladder now. We're stuck in this situation."

Liu Ye sneered, "Who said there's no way? We're training elite soldiers for the imperial court. How can the court just sit there and do nothing? I'll submit a petition to the court right now, requesting silver. Hmm, isn't that too much? At least 20,000 or 30,000 taels. That shouldn't be a problem, right?"

Liu Ye did what he said and immediately asked someone to spread out the paper and started writing the memorial. It didn't take long for Liu Ye to finish. He stamped it with his own seal and breathed a sigh of relief.

He Qimou walked up and saw what Liu Ye had written. He was so angry that his face turned red. He pointed at Liu Ye with trembling hands and was unable to speak.

Liu Ye was stunned and asked, "Brother, what are you doing?"

He Qimou's face flushed red as he pointed at Liu Ye and said, "You're submitting memorials to the Emperor with handwriting like this? You can afford to lose face, but the Prince can't! Look at your terrible handwriting! Even a seven or eight-year-old child can write better than you. It's infuriating me! You write, and I'll write for you!"

Even He Qimou couldn't stand Liu Ye's calligraphy, which shows how bad Guo Ye's calligraphy is!

Liu Ye's face turned red for a rare time. Damn it, you guys are just bullying me because I have never used a brush. Damn it, I haven't written calligraphy in my entire life. It's already pretty good that I can write it. How can you write so well the first time you pick up a brush?

However, He Qimou had already pushed Liu Ye aside and urged him to speak quickly.

Liu Ye was reading while He Qimou was writing quickly. Although it was not very good-looking, it was much better than Liu Ye's face!

After finishing writing, he used the seal and dried the ink. Then Liu Ye called Gao E and asked him to get up and go to Beijing immediately to deliver the memorial to the Ministry of War.

Everyone turned around and sat down, continuing to discuss the formation of the new barracks.

Not long after the topic started, Liu Ye's eyes suddenly stopped on the table, motionless.

He Qimou, who was standing by, asked, "What's wrong, Ye Zi?"

Liu Ye smiled bitterly and said, "Wipe it off. I made a mistake in my haste. Damn it! The memorial that Gao E just received was actually written by me. Yours is still on the desk..."

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He Qimou was speechless. Oh, how shameful, how embarrassing!

In Beijing, the Qianqing Palace, Emperor Xianfeng had just finished dealing with court affairs. Today, the British and French plenipotentiaries had arrived in Guangzhou. In a few days, they would head north to Beijing for the formal exchange of treaties. Emperor Xianfeng was a little nervous.

At this moment, Lu Xi walked in and said, "Your Majesty, the Minister of War Ruilin requests an audience with a memorial from Baoding Prefecture."

Xianfeng was shocked. Whose memorial was this from Baoding Prefecture? It must have come from Liu Ye, right?

"Call Ruilin in."

Not long after, Ruilin walked in from outside, knelt on the ground, and said, "Your Majesty, General Liu Ye of Baoding Town has submitted a memorial requesting the Ministry of War to allocate money and food."

Xianfeng said, "Hand over his memorial."

Lu Xi took the memorial from Ruilin and handed it to Xianfeng.

Xianfeng opened it and his face darkened. Damn, this is the Liu Ye he held in such high regard? What terrible handwriting! Damn, his son, who had just started writing, could write better than him. Such a talented person could actually write such terrible handwriting. It was truly unbelievable!

Xianfeng endured the discomfort and finished reading Liu Ye's memorial. He said in frustration, "I never thought that Liu Ye, a genius, would be so bad at calligraphy. It's unbelievable!"

Ruilin quickly replied, "Your Majesty, I believe Liu Ye did this on purpose. He is arrogant and disrespectful to the emperor and his father. He should be severely reprimanded and even prosecuted!"

"Enough! Ruilin, you are already an adult. Liu Ye has always been loyal. How could you despise me over such a trivial matter? Nonsense!"

Xianfeng scolded, what a joke, the British and French envoys will be here soon, and maybe we will have to rely on Liu Ye's ability in foreign affairs at that time. What's more, he promised me that he would train an elite army for me in Baoding within a year!

Speaking of elite troops, Liu Ye's memorial this time does make some sense. Cutting down on redundant staff will indeed cost a lot of money, and the same is true for subsequent training. It will be very difficult without money!

Xianfeng pondered for a moment and asked, "Rui Lin, you said that Liu Ye requested permission from the Ministry of War to allocate silver. This matter..."

Ruilin had just been scolded, so he didn't dare to talk nonsense again. He thought to himself, "Your Majesty, the Ministry of War has almost never been shortchanged of Baoding Town's pay. It's the most important southern gate of the capital. We dare not shortchange Baoding Town even if we're shortchanged elsewhere. Now Liu Ye wants money again. Who knows what he's up to?"

However, Ruilin didn't dare to say such words. When asked by Emperor Xianfeng, he replied, "Your Majesty, I believe that Liu Ye's military training in Baoding Prefecture requires a major restructuring of the military and the elimination of redundant personnel. This will require additional silver. Conventionally, a soldier who retires from military service is given severance pay of fifteen taels of silver. Add to that other expenses, and it's indeed a considerable sum. The Baoding General's Office cannot come up with such a sum..."

"In that case"

Xianfeng replied, "Then issue an imperial decree to allocate 50,000 taels of silver from the Ministry of Revenue and transport it to Baoding, so that Liu Ye will not encounter any difficulties again and need to ask for imperial decree again. Of course, in the letter, you should still admonish him not to squander money. After all, the court is in a very difficult situation now..."