It was already late at night, but Dong Wencong and Fang Shouye had no choice but to patiently issue orders.
And so, tens of thousands of people cursed inwardly as they dressed and made their way to the gates of the Governor-General's Office.
Many yawned with narrowed eyes, and some could even fall asleep standing up.
Even a Void Sage would be cursed for disturbing people's sweet dreams.
Once everyone had arrived, Fang Yun walked out of the Governor-General's Office and surveyed the crowd. Torches stood like a forest, their light illuminating one weary, indifferent face after another. Numerous horse carts and ox carts waited around the perimeter, while some of the horses and oxen panted heavily and snorted in protest.
Using Tongue Blossoms Thunder, Fang Yun said, "Everyone, get ready. A large shipment of goods will arrive here shortly. Since it is late at night and this has caused you considerable inconvenience, everyone who has come will receive an extra allowance of one tael of silver."
More than thirty thousand people instantly woke up.
Soldiers' pay varied across the Jing Kingdom.
Soldiers on the northern Three Frontiers, who fought the demon barbarians directly, received between thirty and fifty taels a year, which counted as an upper-middle income in most places.
Next below the Three Frontiers were the armies directly subordinate to the Marshal's Office, whose annual pay was around fifteen taels.
The local Prefectural Armies and ordinary yamen runners received between six and ten taels a year.
Many of those present were laborers performing compulsory service. The authorities provided only food and lodging, without paying them a single coin.
Now Fang Yun was giving them a tael of silver for a single day, equivalent to more than a month's pay for an ordinary soldier.
Those who had been inwardly