mtl008 Chapter 112 Rebellious Officials of the Former Dynasty 43
Chapter 112 Rebellious Officials of the Former Dynasty 43
Outside the city, stone houses covered with mud were built, and the sheep, which had been brought back as spoils of war, were slaughtered, and their wool was turned into felt and wool blankets.
Furthermore, the princess somehow discovered a way to make wool yarn even softer, and in a short period of time, the soldiers in the border camp were wearing warm sweaters.
And the people inside and outside the city were finally able to eat the cheapest mutton they had in recent years.
Although the quantity is not large, at least there is meat, right?
The changes inside and outside the city drew admiration from everyone, and officials especially praised the princess who had orchestrated everything.
Unfortunately, apart from devising the initial plan, the princess never appeared before them and instead stayed in the border army camp outside the city.
Seeing the prince leave the city at night to stay at the border army camp and return in the morning to handle official business has become a peculiar sight in Tongzhou City.
Lingyi disliked the complicated housework.
It wasn't just because she had done this kind of work for too long, but also because she couldn't stand the low pace of human labor.
In terms of maximizing efficiency, everyone should be drained of their creative ideas, working tirelessly with KPIs as the benchmark.
Unfortunately, these ancient humans, who hadn't been subjected to the precise and brutal treatment of big data and wouldn't repay their loans until the moment they closed their eyes, simply couldn't meet her requirements.
What appears to be rapid development in Tongzhou is, in Ling Yi's view, slower than a snail's pace.
So she only supervised them for a few days before forgetting about them.
She prefers training that provides immediate feedback to things that are slow to show results.
In just two months, with ample food supplies and a reward system, the soldiers' appearance has been completely transformed.
They were thin and bony, but their bodies were covered with thin but firm muscles. Their mentality of just getting by day by day had undergone a complete transformation after the rewards were issued and distributed.
Sufficient pay!
There's a prize for practicing well!
All-you-can-eat meals!
I have meat every three days!
When Ling Yi was training the troops, she could see these dense barrages of bullets in the eyes of the soldiers who were working hard.
On this day, Xiao Yao arrived at the border army camp just as the city gates were about to close.
He chuckled as he watched a group of soldiers repeatedly folding blankets while cleaning.
He had accompanied his father to visit the border military camps outside the capital, but even with the emperor's presence, the camps would occasionally reveal their filth and disorder.
Expecting a group of grown men to take regular showers and clean regularly is harder than expecting the last emperor of a previous dynasty to be diligent and hardworking.
But even something this difficult became a reality in Ling Yi's hands.
Upon seeing the square blankets, the spotless tents, and the camp where the toes of the shoes were all facing the same direction, Xiao Yao almost thought he had stumbled into some unspeakable scene.
It turns out that under the threat of both hard and soft tactics, some people can actually achieve such excellence.
But it seems that Ling Yi is still somewhat dissatisfied with this kind of military discipline?
"Is this alright?" Gone was the composure and calmness he displayed during the day when he was directing officials of all ranks in the city. Now, Xiao Yao stood behind Ling Yi, peeking out cautiously and asking questions.
The soldiers whose quarters were being inspected by Ling Yi almost burst into tears upon hearing these words.
His Royal Highness King Rui is wise!
Finally, someone spoke up for them. If this isn't enough, what is?
Ling Yi, smelling the stench of feet in the tent, pinched her nose expressionlessly: "This is nothing."
The northern border is bitterly cold, and taking a bath in winter is extremely difficult.
Even at the beginning of the millennium, many people did not have bathing facilities at home and could only go to public bathhouses to clean themselves every now and then.
Knowing these difficulties, Ling Yi naturally wouldn't unrealistically ask the soldiers to bathe every day.
Whether or not they catch a cold is another matter, but the hot water alone is something the military camp can't afford to provide.
Can!
This is not the reason why these guys don't wash their feet!
She glanced at the sergeant: "The order to wash feet every day has been issued for seven days, why hasn't it been implemented yet?"
"General..." The sergeant looked bitter; he really didn't understand this order!
The soldiers were being tortured day by day until they were almost seeing their deceased grandmother. How could they possibly have the heart to wash their feet?
He didn't even have a single soldier, let alone any!
Ling Yi gave him a cold look: "How long has it been since the cleanup order was issued and there has been no outbreak of disease in the camp?"
In the past, the management of this camp was a complete mess.
Soldiers urinate and defecate indiscriminately, toilets are in the wrong location, soldiers are unhygienic, and food from the kitchen is eaten without being washed.
These messy things are considered more serious than treason in the eyes of artificial intelligence!
Since arriving at the military camp, besides training the soldiers, her main focus has been on correcting their bad habits.
Now that everything else has been changed to a near-complete degree, here comes the foot massage!
She hadn't really paid attention to this before; the tents would be ventilated before she came to inspect them.
Until one day, she conducted a surprise inspection...
The smell made Ling Yi feel as if she had returned to the time when she was just born, and she almost went to meet the creator.
Since then, she has put this matter on her agenda, but the soldiers obviously cannot understand her meddling.
It's okay if they don't understand, Lingyi can increase their KPIs!
"Three days later, the cleanliness of the internal sanitation department will be added to the hygiene assessment standards. Everything from whether there are lice on the head to the frequency of changing clothes and washing feet will be included in the assessment. A clerk will come to announce this tomorrow."
Seeing the soldiers' grief-stricken expressions, Ling Yi smiled slightly: "Therefore, the reward for the champion of the hygiene assessment will be increased from one tael of silver per person to one tael of silver, plus a set of clothes and a pair of shoes."
Explaining the importance of hygiene to these soldiers who can't even write their own names is futile; they simply don't understand. All Lingyi needs to do is tell them that they'll get paid if they're obedient!
Ignoring the soldiers with gleaming eyes behind her, Ling Yi turned and went out, taking a deep breath of fresh air.
Seeing this, Xiao Yao smiled and used a folding fan to fan Ling Yi, helping her escape the lingering smell in the tent as quickly as possible.
Ling Yi: "..."
In the dead of winter, they're still fanning themselves.
Is there something wrong with Xiao Yao?
Xiao Yao looked at Ling Yi with a deep gaze: "Yi Yi, what are you thinking about?"
Ling Yi: "No, it looks pretty good."
Wasn't it just that a few days ago when I returned to the Prince's Mansion, I casually remarked that it was quite amusing for a young clerk to be fanning himself in the dead of winter?
Honestly, her words were absolutely sarcastic.
But the jealous man in front of him misunderstood him, and these past few days he's been carrying a jade-shaped folding fan in and out.
Ling Yi watched him fanning himself in the cold wind and often suspected that he would be forced to drink bitter medicine by the imperial physician.
Whether it's because of a cold or because of a mental lapse.
Xiao Yao snorted and tossed the folding fan to Lu An.
It's enough to just express your dissatisfaction; if you keep slapping him, he'll be afraid his subordinates will exorcise the evil spirits for him.