Unparalleled Concubine

   Chapter 202 Yulin Orphan

   Originally, the Ministry of Household should do the pension, and Li Xin and the others were the most assisted, but because of the emperor’s attention, the Ministry of Household simply sold Li Xin and gave all the money to Li Xin in one go.

If it is a general officer, it is a matter of course to scrape a layer from the inside, but Li Xin can't eat this kind of human blood steamed bun, and he is not short of money, the pension will be paid out a lot. go down.

The court's pension standard is ten kuai per person for the soldiers who died in battle. Yulinwei's pension is slightly higher, about 12 kan. Li Xin paid a little more money to make up the 20 kan, and went door to door. sent down.

   Twenty coin, saving a little, can make an ordinary family spend several years.

   In later generations, everyone said that human life is priceless, but that is the future. In this era, human life has a price. In the eyes of the vast majority of people in this era, twenty thousand dollars is enough to kill people.

   Take Li Xin in the heavy snow last year as an example. At that time, Li Xin's life, let alone twenty dollars, was not worth two dollars.

  Because there are very few only children in this era, and most of the families have several brothers and sisters, this pension is enough for them to live, and the families who get the pension are still grateful to Li Xin.

   After all, there are very few officials who are so sincere and can give out ten percent of the pensions.

Because these more than 30 people have to send money from door to door, it is still quite time-consuming. For convenience, Li Xin divided the more than 100 people into two teams, and the other team was led by Mu Ying. to distribute pensions.

   After all, Mu Ying was born in a general, so she wouldn't be greedy for the money.

   Despite this, it was not until the afternoon of the next day that Li Xin sent it to the last household, which was not in the city, but in a village on the southern outskirts of the capital. When it was close to evening, Li Xin arrived at the village called Chenjia Village.

   These young men under Li Xin, most of their fathers were also Yulinwei, and Yulinwei's salary was not low. They generally lived in the city. Of the thirty-nine people, only eight lived on the outskirts of the city.

   One of them lives in Zhoujia Village, and his name is Chen Chuyi.

Chen Chuyi is only sixteen years old this year, one year younger than Li Xin. His father died in the north. Xin once asked him the origin of the name, and Chen Chuyi, who was very afraid of life, told Li Xin that because he was born in the first year, he was named Chuyi.

   Now, he also died in the north.

  Li Xin held Chen Chuyi's Yulin guard sword in his hand, remembered the young man who blushed when he spoke, and sighed softly.

   In the past two days, he sent more than 20 families, and this Chen Chuyi was the youngest one.

   Taking advantage of the dawn, Li Xin walked into Chenjia Village.

  A young man with dead wood on his back and a sweaty jacket saw them across the road and looked around.

   Yu Linwei is the emperor's own army, and the dignitaries in the capital can't avoid it. Immediately, a team is shouting: "Young people, there is nothing to see, get out of the way!"

   The young man looked fourteen or fifteen years old, carrying a basket of branches, scratching his head a little embarrassedly, ready to run away.

   Li Xin frowned. He was from a farmer in his last life and in this life. Naturally, he couldn't get used to someone treating a young man like this, and immediately scolded: "What are you doing, can't you just take a look?"

   The team that spoke up immediately bowed their heads and said nothing.

  Li Xin stretched out his hand to call the young man and asked.

   "Little brother, what were you looking at just now?"

   "I'm looking at your clothes."

   The dirty young man was a little shy, lowered his head and said, "My brother also has black clothes like yours, but he is not the same as you. There is no white on his clothes."

   The clothes of Li Xin and the others were all Yulinwei dresses. The pure black clothes were embroidered with colorful white tigers on their chests. It was just because they came to care for them, they all hung white cloths on their bodies to show their condolences.

   Li Xin felt a little sad.

  No surprise, this is Chen Chuyi's younger brother.

   "Little brother, what's your name?"

   "Chen Sixteen."

  The young man wiped his sweat, looked up at Li Xin cautiously, and asked, "Are you here to find my brother? He was working in the city and didn't come back."

   "We are all your brother's...friends."

   Li Xin originally wanted to say comrade, but he was afraid that the young man would not understand, so he changed his mind and said a friend.

   A bright smile appeared on Chen Shiliu's face: "It's Brother A's friend, then come and sit at our house, I'll ask Aniang to get you some food."

Yulinwei's ordinary Yulinlang's monthly salary is two stones of white rice, ten feet of white silk, and one stone of rice is about a little over 100 pounds. This salary is more than enough to support a family of three, and Chen Shiliu can chop wood every day. It is normal to have some surplus food at home by ordering copper plates.

  Li Xin smiled reluctantly: "Little brother, how many people are there in your family?"

   "And my mother and sister."

   "How old is your sister?"

"Eleven years old."

  Chen Shiliu is very straightforward and has no scruples. After Li Xin said he was his brother's friend, he would answer whatever he asked him.

Under the guidance of this young man, Li Xin and the others quickly arrived at his house. This is an earthen courtyard. The walls of the courtyard are not very tall. There are still some dry goods from the countryside hanging on the walls. The daughter is drying the grain in the yard, and the afternoon sun shines on the grain, and it looks very golden.

  Li Xin stopped at the gate of the courtyard.

   He couldn't bear to break this quiet beauty.

Chen Shiliu entered the house, put down the firewood on his shoulders, and smiled at his mother: "Aniang, my brother's friend is here, and looking at the clothes, it should be Yu Linwei, who works with my brother, and he is outside now. Just wait, go and pour some tea and give them a rest."

   The middle-aged woman glared at her youngest son: "Why is it so unruly, Dalang's friend is here, just invite him in, why are people waiting outside?"

   She hurriedly put down the things in her hands, wiped her clothes with her hands, and ran to the gate of the yard in small steps.

   Then she saw the white cloth on Li Xin and others, and the faint white flag behind.

   This woman, who looked to be around forty years old, froze in place as if she had been struck by lightning.

   Tears fell from her eyes.

   She had seen this scene before. A few years ago, when her husband's obituary was sent back to his hometown, and the court came to send out pensions, it was also such a scene.

  But...he was only sixteen years old on the first day of the new year, and he didn't even decide on his marriage—

   As soon as her eyes darkened, she was about to fall to the ground.

   Li Xin was also quite sad, stepped forward and grabbed the woman, and said in a harsh voice: "Aunt Chen, my condolences—"

   This is the most unsightly scene in the world.

   Aunt Chen gritted her teeth, barely opened her eyes, looked at the young man in front of her, and said in a trembling voice, "This... official, isn't my son Yu Linwei... Isn't Yu Linwei not fighting...?"

   Aunt Chen’s husband, a frontier army soldier in the north, died in the north. Later, Yulinwei recruited people. Aunt Chen didn’t agree, but her son told her that Yulinwei only eats and does not fight, so Aunt Chen let him go.

who knows…

Li Xin opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say, and finally sighed softly: "Aunt Chen, this matter belongs to Yu Linwei, isn't it? The 20 pensions given by the court to the first year of the first year are also here.”

   Having said this, Li Xin sighed faintly: "If you still want the position of Yulinwei, Sixteen can come to Yulinwei to report at any time, and I can take him personally."

   Aunt Chen slumped on the ground, tears streaming down her face.

  After her husband died, she struggled to support the family by herself, until her eldest son was able to earn money to support the family. Who knew that this kind of thing happened in just one year.

  I have to say that there are many people in this world who are born with hardships, this Aunt Chen is, and so is Li Xin's mother.

  Chen Shiliu and his sister ran out and surrounded their mother.

   "Auntie, what's wrong with you?"

   Li Xin took a few steps back and knelt down on one knee.

   "Although the first day of the new year is gone, Yulinwei is still there. What difficulties will the Chen family have in the future? As long as Li Xin is still in the capital for one day, it will be his responsibility!"

   Li Xin knelt down, and naturally the dozens of people behind him also knelt down.

   Fifty or sixty Yulin guards in black clothes and black armor bowed respectfully to a peasant woman.

  War, for a general of the level of Ye Mingzhong's Xuantong, is just a series of cold numbers, but for Li Xin, there are not many brothers around, and many brothers he can name.

   Those high-ranking officials couldn't see these numbers, but Li Xin couldn't see them.

   Even as Wang Zhong said, this is fate.

   But always be worthy of your heart.

   The author also knows that writing this kind of plot is very unpleasant, but I want to make this story a little fuller, so don’t take offense!

   (end of this chapter)