Zhao Erlang said, "It's not that I want it, it's my soldiers. They want to get married, but how can they do it without money?"
The summer harvest was over, and this year's millet yield in Luoyang was decent. With food, the soldiers were restless, wanting to fulfill their duty to procreate and thrive.
This is a big deal, Zhao Hanzhang perked up and asked, "Are there many who have a partner?"
"Not many, just thirteen," Zhao Erlang replied, "But there are a lot who want to find a wife. I asked around; over three hundred in the army want to get married, but they don't have money. I checked with the matchmakers, they say it's hard to find a wife without money."
This is indeed a problem, Zhao Hanzhang pondered, "We need to find a way to distribute some military pay to the soldiers."
Due to poverty, Zhao Hanzhang's military pay had been distributed sporadically for a few months, mostly back in Shangcai.
