Three Kingdoms: Jiangdong is no longer a rat

Chapter 122 Gift
Yan Yi had received Yan Yu's military report while on the march, and learned the latest situation and details of the war.

He had anticipated the brutality of the war, but Yan Baihu insisted on staying in the army and almost encountered an accident, which made him feel a little scared.

If Yan Baihu was captured or killed, it would be unbearable for him both emotionally and in terms of the impact of the war.

In fact, when Yan Yi wrote to Yan Baihu about the Qiantang incident, his original intention was to worry that Yan Yu would have some ulterior motives and cause trouble that would affect the entire battle situation. Therefore, he wanted to attract Yan Baihu's attention and make him put enough pressure on Yan Yu.

Who would have thought that Yan Baihu, who has always been careful about his life, would actually stay here in person.

Fortunately, there was no danger and we got through it safely.

As for Yan Yu's life or death, it was not within his consideration. Perhaps it would be better if he died, which would save him a lot of trouble.

However, Yan Yu's army has been destroyed, and Yan Yu's influence is bound to be weakened a lot, so he is no longer a concern.

Yan Yi straightened his clothes and armor, dismounted, walked to Yan Baihu, knelt on the ground and bowed deeply under the gaze of the surrounding soldiers.

"Greetings, Father! I was careless and nearly put you in danger, nearly causing a disaster. This is my fault. Please punish me, Father!"

Yan Baihu gently pulled the reins and walked to the side: "Get up, this matter has nothing to do with you, there is no need to blame yourself, just follow me."

"Keep marching!"

Yan Yi stood up, gave an order to Si Qing and others, and followed Yan Baihu.

The two of them came to the side of the official road, and Yan Baihu asked in a low voice: "Can Qiantang be obtained?"

Yan Yi smiled slightly: "Eighty to ninety percent."

Yan Baihu suddenly showed a look of joy, and his beard trembled with laughter.

After a moment, he stopped laughing and said in a serious tone, "Your uncle made great efforts in this battle, and his troops suffered eighty to ninety casualties. How do you plan to deal with the aftermath?"

He seemed to take this matter extremely seriously and looked at Yan Yi without blinking.

Yan Yi pondered for a moment and said, "I plan to provide compensation to the fallen soldiers at the rate of 10,000 coins, two mu of land, and 20 pieces of silk to each person, and also give my uncle an additional 10 million coins as compensation. What do you think, father?"

This standard is already very high. It should be noted that in this chaotic era where war lasted for decades, most families of the fallen soldiers could not even get a copper coin in compensation.

Yan Yi did not intend to leave this matter to Yan Yu. He planned to handle it personally, so he put the compensation for Yan Yu aside.

For him, although the amount of pension is huge, it is still within his affordable range.

Taking Yuncheng and Rencheng as examples, in the next few years, nearly 10,000 acres of fertile and wasteland will be newly reclaimed every year, which is more than enough to cover the land compensation.

As for the relief for cloth, he planned to let the weaving bureau handle it. After all, the cloth was produced by himself, and the cost was much lower than buying it from the market.

In this battle, Yan Yu's troops made great contributions. Although he had some opinions about Yan Yu, he had no prejudice against his soldiers and naturally did not hesitate to provide them with compensation.

Even the families of the fallen soldiers will inevitably need relief if they have a hard time in the future.

Sure enough, Yan Baihu was very satisfied with the result, and even a little surprised. This pension standard exceeded his previous practice.

What made him even happier was Yan Yi's attitude towards Yan Yu's Ministry.

Although the soldiers of Yan Yu's army were under the command of Yan Yu, they were fundamentally his subordinates. Many of them had followed him since before he occupied Wucheng.

Yan Baihu's tone was filled with discussion as he said happily, "Very good! But can you give me a little more compensation from your uncle?"

Yan Yi heard the hidden meaning in his words: he wanted to use this opportunity to repair the relationship between the two branches of the Yan family. Yan Baihu said earnestly, "I believe your uncle had no involvement in the matter of Yan Yong. Now that Yan Yong is dead, this matter can be put to rest."

Yan Yi's face darkened slightly, and his voice grew colder. "Where are Yan Sui and Yan Zhi? And my aunt? I heard they have quite a few complaints about this matter."

Yan Sui and Yan Zhi refer to Yan Yu's other two sons.

For Yan Yi, this matter was a knot in his heart, and according to his original intention, he wanted to find an opportunity to cut the weeds and eradicate them completely.

Among the Yan family, the only two people he truly felt affection for were Xu Ying and Yan Baihu. In his eyes, the other members of the family were no different from strangers.

Yan Baihu frowned and said, "I will ask your uncle to strictly control this matter. Even if they are given the courage of heaven, they will not dare to cause trouble again. In this battle, your uncle nearly lost his life to protect me. You should also consider this."

"In that case, I'll increase the compensation to uncle to 15 million coins." Seeing Yan Baihu's firm attitude, Yan Yi nodded slightly. "However, if anything happens to my uncle's lineage in the future, don't blame me for not caring about our family."

At this time, his power was no weaker than Yan Baihu, and his military force was even sharper than Yan Baihu. Although the tone of his words was plain, they were full of great power, which made people dare not take it lightly.

Yan Baihu nodded and said, "If there's any more trouble, it's up to you to handle. The compensation for your uncle's men can't be shouldered by you alone. The Wucheng treasury should contribute half."

Yan Yi nodded slightly. The Wucheng treasury had plenty of money and grain, so he would naturally not refuse if they could pay half of it.

In fact, the relief provided by the Yan Yu tribe had nothing to do with him. However, when attacking Rencheng, Yan Baihu had already discussed this matter with him in advance.

The meaning is that Yan Yi should be responsible for the aftermath of all the troops who contributed to the Battle of Rencheng, including rewards.

Yan Yi naturally agreed to it. This was what should happen. Otherwise, after a series of battles, the Wucheng treasury would be emptied.

Only Yan Yi, who fights to support the war, can afford the huge war expenses.

After finishing his official business, Yan Yi began to talk about personal matters. He bowed deeply to Yan Baihu and said respectfully, "I have prepared a small gift for you, father."

Yan Baihu was very happy and asked curiously, "What is it?"

"One hundred million coins." Yan Yi looked at the stunned Yan Baihu and coughed softly, "I am willing to offer one hundred million coins to my father's private treasury."

Yan Baihu said incoherently: "Where did you get so much money?"

Yan Yi smiled faintly: "After conquering Qiantang, it will naturally appear."

Yan Baihu was so happy that he couldn't stop smiling: "Very good! Very good!"

Yan Yi also smiled. One hundred million yuan seemed like a lot, but it was actually not much. Once Yan Baihu accepted it, it would mean that he tacitly agreed to hand over Qiantang to him.

Father and son should settle accounts clearly, and the ownership of Qiantang should naturally be discussed in advance.

Yan's troops have participated in many battles recently, including the subsequent capture of Qiantang, which also required the efforts of Yan's troops. All of this was coordinated and arranged by Yan Baihu.

Otherwise, how could Yan's followers cooperate with him so well?

It was not without cost for Yan Baihu to mobilize so many troops. Although he was the lord of Wucheng, he spent a lot of money on the various troops and their generals on a daily basis.

Although the 100 million yuan went into Yan Baihu's private treasury, a considerable portion of it would probably be used by him to reward his subordinates and win over their hearts.

One hundred million is really not a lot of money.

(End of this chapter)