The Red House starts from Liaodong

Shandong Penglai.

Longshan.

There is Huangshui on the left, Yijing River on the right, and Qushan Mountain on the south. Many years ago, when Japanese pirates were rampant, a heavy fort was built here.

As long as Longshan is not lost, the Japanese pirates will not be able to go deep into the mainland.

Later, the Japanese Rebellion subsided, time passed, and the military forts were in disrepair for a long time, and many places were unusable and had long been abandoned.

Since the barbarians seized Liaodong, the local government has appealed to the imperial court to ask for money and silver to repair various places. Although the Supreme Emperor agreed, the money and food allocated by the imperial court were insufficient, and no large-scale construction projects have been carried out.

Until the prosperity of Jinjiang Town, without waiting for local urging, the imperial court took the initiative to allocate a large amount of supplies, and dispatched various troops to set up the Longshan camp.

Officials are blind to problems, but that doesn't mean they're fools.

No matter how powerful the barbarians are, they are unable to cross the sea to attack this place and threaten the capital from here, so they pretend to be fooling around.

On the other hand, Jinjiang Town, with the size of its navy, has the ability to transport a large army across the sea to attack if Ping Liaohou is in trouble, so he has to guard against it.

Longshan became lively again, and there were sergeants everywhere.

Shandong is an important place for the Great Zhou Wei, with many military households and many hereditary generals.

In the unappeared history, the famous Qi Jiguang came from Dengzhou, Shandong, and the hereditary commander of the Dengzhou Guard was from this place.

The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds.

There are always people who are out of tune with the world.

Zhao Hongfan is like this, smart is smart, but not smart enough.

Yang's store.

"Do you know why this place is called Yang's shop?"

Zhao Hongfan is a hereditary thousand household in Dongchang, Dongchang belongs to Shandong, which is the border of Gyeonggi and Shandong.

Several soldiers behind him shook their heads, but no one came up to answer.

"Since ancient times, the place with the word store was originally a wasteland without people. Later, one or a few households moved in to open up wasteland and open shops to provide food and accommodation for passers-by."

Unlike other generals, Zhao Hongfan treated the soldiers very well and never bullied them.

Hearing that Jinjiang Town established a military academy and provided a large number of excellent low-level officers. After Zhao Hongfan learned about it, he thought it would be of great benefit.

I am just an ordinary general, I can only start from the people around me, and often teach the soldiers in the battalion.

"More and more people know about this place, and more and more people are moving here. For example, Yangjiadian is a store opened by a family with the surname Yang. People call it that, and it has become a place name unconsciously."

Don't underestimate a few short sentences.

In the future, when soldiers arrive in unfamiliar places, they will know who the big households are here and whether there are merchants through the place names.

Although it is very low-level information, for the people who have been trapped in the countryside for generations, many of them may never hear the news from the outside world for their entire lives.

When I was born, I only knew how to herd sheep. When I died, I thought that my life was only herding sheep.

Seeing the dull expressions of his subordinates, Zhao Hongfan sighed helplessly.

Military households suffer.

Most of his bidders were recruits, who belonged to military households who had traveled far for the first time. From the inside to the outside, there was only the word numb.

Finally looking forward, his eyes gradually become sharper.

There are many sheds, and the number of victims is less than [-]% of the original. Jinzhou has transported most of them, and the next boat will return in two days.

Now it is still after the autumn harvest, there are so many refugees, and when the next spring begins, countless refugees will arrive here.

After serving in the Longshan Camp for three years, Zhao Hongfan saw that the size of the refugees was getting bigger and bigger, and now, there is no end in sight.

"Golden State can live."

Looking at some figures, although they were not wearing armor, Zhao Hongfan could recognize their military aura at a glance.

He is a sergeant of the Jin Jiang Army.

Because the local government was unable to provide relief to the refugees, let alone drive the refugees from Gyeonggi back the same way.

With such a serious problem, Jinzhou suddenly took the initiative to take him in. The officials were overjoyed and chose to turn a blind eye.

Don't know the danger?
know.

But it can solve the current problems of officials and keep their official titles. After they are transferred, hidden dangers are not their responsibility.

"I heard that the people in Jinzhou can eat to their full stomach every day."

A soldier said enviously.

Ba Zong treats them well, and they dare to talk to Ba Zong.

"Liar."

Zhao Hongfan said calmly.

"Tricking people to dig mines, and sending slaves to dig ginseng, they won't give them food, they will starve to death."

Zhao Hongfan pointed to the shed.

"You see, so many people are transported every year. The first batch starved to death, and the latter batch made up for it."

Is there any logic?
Soldiers don't understand logic, but they believe what they say.

Which family's master would be so kind, take out the white rice, and give them to the poor to eat, I have never heard of it in my life.

On the contrary, they are used to the style of the old men.

All the soldiers firmly believed in judging others by themselves, and adding the general words.

"A bastard with a rotten intestine, a bastard who gave birth to a son without an asshole."

The soldiers cursed in low voices.

"I heard that they still eat human flesh. You can see that they are tall and big. How can they gain weight without eating human flesh? Many of the victims who were deceived by them must have been eaten by them."

Soldiers of the Jinjiang Army can eat a full stomach, often eat salted fish, not short of salt, not short of protein, and have a balanced meat and vegetable diet.

Compared with the people in China, they are much stronger.

The soldiers became interested, and the more they talked, the more outrageous they became. Zhao Hongfan, who was on the side, did not continue to participate.

You only need to tell a lie, if you say too much, it is easy to make mistakes.

Know yourself, know your enemy, and win a hundred battles. Although you don't have the opportunity to meet the Jin Jiang army in person, judging from the behavior of those people, you can be better than nothing.

"Ugh."

Zhao Hongfan secretly sighed.

The military system of the Jinjiang Army was born out of the Zhou Army.

After the tour, Zhao Hongfan did not go back to his camp, but went to visit his camp chief Mrs. Wang.

The battalion system of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not unified. Some battalions may have only a thousand people, and some battalions may even have 6000 or [-] people.

The Longshan camp has more than [-] troops, and the battalion has no less than ten soldiers.

According to the number of troops of the Jinjiang Army, there should be 3 soldiers, which is beneficial to counting the army register or issuing money, food and armaments.

However, the mixed style of the Longshan Daying Army has left a lot of loopholes.

The Jinjiang Army is next door, and everyone can see the benefits of the Jinjiang Army's military system, but no one speaks, and no one proposes to change it.

Even he, Zhao Hongfan, didn't dare to mention this matter, he only dared to suggest that he should learn the combat methods of the Jinjiang Army and propose to reorganize a new army.

Among the five commanders in Wang's camp, Zhao Hongfan was capable and discerning, so Wang took a high look at him.

Knowing that Zhao Hongfan came to see him, knowing his purpose, he was brought in.

"King's head."

Zhao Hongfan bowed his hands and said.

There were many military salutes in the Great Zhou Dynasty.

One of them is the bowing ceremony. As recorded in the historical records, Zhou Yafu said to the emperor that soldiers in armor should not kneel down and salute, but see it as a military salute.

After getting the emperor's permission, he bowed his hands and saluted to the emperor.

Kneeling is usually performed by lower-ranking generals, and it is the first time to meet a superior general, or on important occasions, to kneel on one knee.

of course.

Military etiquette varies from person to person. Some generals have strict requirements and ask to bow on their knees alone. Under normal circumstances, subordinates will not refuse. One thing more is worse than one thing less.

However, in most cases in Dazhou, on ordinary occasions, the military salute is to bow hands, and on slightly more important occasions, it is to bow on one knee and bow hands.

The most intense occasions, such as offering sacrifices, are kneeling on both legs.

"You're urging me again."

Mrs. Wang looked at Zhao Hongfan with a smile.

"The final general is very anxious, and I hope Wangtou will forgive me."

When he was in Dongchang, Zhao Hongfan was studying the style of Marquis Ping Liao and the establishment of the Jinjiang Army.

To Marquis Ping Liao, he sighed from the bottom of his heart. This man is so majestic and magnificent that he is truly extraordinary.

but.

He was very worried about Marquis Ping Liao, thinking that this man must be a man of chaos.

Mrs. Wang nodded and did not blame Zhao Hongfan.

"You have luck."

The sudden words made Zhao Hongfan startled, not knowing where the words came from.

"You said that King Zhongshun did the right thing. Although you were a soft-spoken person, you still spread the word. There are many people who know what you said."

Mrs. Wang's eyes were full of envy, and she continued.

"I heard a rumor that King Zhongshun may be transferred from Liaoxi to take charge of the three battalions. If he knows about you, he will definitely use you again."

"what."

Zhao Hongfan was both surprised and delighted.

I was so surprised that King Zhongshun was transferred from Liaoxi, so what should I do in Liaoxi?The good news is that if he can really fall into the eyes of such a big shot, his official career will be smooth sailing.

then.

King Zhongshun tried his best to provoke Jinjiang Town, but was not supported by the court. Instead, many ministers impeached King Zhongshun.

Only Zhao Hongfan didn't think so, he said King Zhongshun did the right thing.

He thinks that what he is afraid of is not the rebellious Jinjiang Town, but the Jinjiang Town that has been able to bear it until now.

With the strength of Jinjiang Town, Marquis Ping Liao could bear his ambitions and go all out to open up territory and develop his own strength.

With such a mind, Zhao Hongfan decided that this person must rebel, and the day of rebellion will shake the country.

"Do you think Marquis Ping Liao will really rebel?"

Mrs. Wang ignored Zhao Hongfan's hesitation and asked about this instead.

Ping Liaohou has been adhering to the Zhou system for more than ten years, has never been domineering to the court, and has attracted a large number of nobles.

Even many civil servants have their eyes on him.

There is a trend of being too big to lose, but there is no reality of being unruly. It is relying on solid records and credit to get to where it is today.

This situation has existed since ancient times.

For example, the generals of the Great Song Dynasty.

The Duke of Guizhou in the Ming Dynasty.

Dazhou Jinxiang Hou Mansion.

Zhejia will guard the northwest for generations, the Duke of Guizhou will guard Yunnan for generations, and the Marquis of Jinxiang will guard the west of Liaoning for generations.

Many people hope that Marquis Ping and Liao will guard Jinzhou for generations.

A generation is not as good as a generation, and there will always be a day when the imperial court takes over, isn't it the same for Zhejiajiang, Qianguo Duke's Mansion, and Jinxianghou Mansion.

However, Marquis Ping Liao lived up to expectations and never disobeyed the court, causing more people to think that he should be appeased instead of forced to rebel against him.

of course.

Similarly, many people think that Marquis Ping Liao is a serious problem, such as King Zhongshun.

And Zhao Hongfan in front of him.

Mrs. Wang wanted to hear Zhao Hongfan's explanation.

"The Marquis of Ping Liao must rebel!"

Zhao Hongfan said firmly.

"Currently, Jinjiang Town is my great trouble, and in the future, Jinjiang Town will be my great Zhou's gravedigger."

Zhao Hongfan hopes that everyone can understand this truth.

But he was desperate.

The former governor of Denglai actually spoke for Jinjiang Town and opened the door for Jinjiang Town.

Does he dare to object?
I am a small boss, and I don't even have the qualifications to talk to him.

There are many others like this.

As far as he knew, the former Shandong Youbu Political Envoy who returned to his hometown was also a feudal official who favored Jinjiang Town.

There are Jia Mansion, Shi Mansion, Wang Mansion...

Pick out any one at random, they are all the objects he looks up to.

It wasn't until King Zhongshun appeared that he was relieved, but the ending made him regretful.

He, Zhao Hongfan, was born and grew up in the Great Zhou Dynasty. Thanks to the emperor's favor, he has eaten the king's salary for generations, and lived and died with the country.

The imperial court's accumulated malpractices should be dealt with.

But the country cannot perish.

Mrs. Wang didn't speak.

It looks like there is no change, but it is actually a fierce touch in the heart.

"I have to find a way to transfer him away, and before I leave, I have to make some money for the pension."

Zhao Hongfan made Mrs. Wang change his mind, thinking that what this person said was right, Ping Liaohou would indeed rebel, but what he wanted was not to solve this problem, but to avoid it.

As for whether Marquis Ping Liao can win the world.

On the one hand, Mrs. Wang thinks that it is not enough, and that it is nothing more than corrupting the north;

~~~~~~
Xie Zhengren, the governor of Denglai, was talking with Wu Zhaoyuan, the commander-in-chief of the Longshan battalion.

The post of governor of Denglai was a new official post created when the Supreme Emperor was in power to deal with the threat of barbarians.

Separated from the post of governor of Shandong, Dengzhou and Penglai were subordinate to him, admiring military affairs.

"It's spring, the imperial court will allocate two special funds, one for training new troops, and one for repairing the city walls. You have produced talents under your rule."

Wu Zhaoyuan smiled and said hastily.

"It's just a matter of luck. How can an ordinary warrior deserve the praise of Futai."

"do you understand?"

Xie Zhengren interrupted Wu Zhaoyuan's words, showing meaningful eyes.

Wu Zhaoyuan was stunned.

"clear."

Then nodded vigorously.

Only Xungui can fight against officials. When Xungui is weak, civil servants must overwhelm military officials.

The biggest banner of honor, the Jia Mansion has already been weakened, and the foundation of the army has been wiped out.

The mansion of the Marquis of Jinxiang, which persisted the longest, is also declining day by day.

The civil servants are in charge.

Materials in the army, money and food, military equipment, promotion...all fell into the hands of civilian officials, even the admiral of military affairs was also a civilian official.

Senior generals like Wu Zhaoyuan had already seen the situation clearly and turned to the big bosses of the imperial court, otherwise it would not be his turn to be the commander-in-chief of the Longshan Camp.

Hearing that King Zhongshun would be transferred here, this thought flashed through Wu Zhaoyuan's mind, and he didn't know if it was a good thing or a bad thing.

"The money for repairing the city wall has its own regulations, but I have an idea for the money for training the new army."

"Please tell me clearly."

"You and I all know the role of the three battalions of Tianjin, Penglai, and Dengzhou. No one knows the results of the training of the new army. If something goes wrong, we can't afford it."

Wu Zhaoyuan struggled when he heard this.

He previously said that Zhao Hongfan was useless, but in fact he still valued his talent very much.

Capable and good at handling affairs, he is still a general in his own hands. As the commander-in-chief, Wu Zhaoyuan needs one or two talents who can fight.

He already understood what the governor meant.

"Ha ha."

Wu Zhaoyuan made an exaggerated voice to conceal his inner hesitation, and quickly made up his mind.A hundred Zhao Hongfans are no match for a single sentence from Futai.

"It's a good opinion, it's true that we can't train new troops."

"No, you still send someone to submit the documents, and I will approve and allocate the money." Governor Xie Zhengren of Denglai said with an old look on his face.

"But there is no silver."

"."

Wu Zhaoyuan's throat was blocked.

Although they are bold and bold, they can't compare to the operations of civil servants. They have to eat and take the blame themselves.

"silver."

Wu Zhaoyuan was defeated under the eyes of Futai, and he nodded his head.

"The new army is gone."

"Who said the new army can't do it?"

Xie Zhengren raised his hand and stroked his beard with an official look on his face.

"Xinjun, you have to find a way on your own. If you find out, you will have an explanation."

"Here."

Wu Zhaoyuan really couldn't laugh, and showed a smile that was uglier than crying.