The Red Chamber begins with a bastard

Chapter 103 Bloody Conflict
The rain has been falling, and this hot summer is a bit cooler.In the lobby of the restaurant, the scholars were still drinking and singing wildly. When the drunkenness came up, the state was even more unrestrained and crazy, or reciting poems, or guessing orders, it was extremely lively.

At this time, several officers and soldiers wearing mandarin duck war jackets, hats, and coir raincoats came in. They carried uniform standard waist knives on their waists, and two of them carried long muskets on their backs.

After all, Jia Huan was a major in archaeology in his previous life, and he could tell at a glance that the officers and soldiers were carrying matchlock guns. It seems that the firearms of the Jin Dynasty were not too backward. Compared with the firearms of the early Ming Dynasty, the matchlock guns were much more advanced.

Jia Huan once saw the real firecracker in the early Ming Dynasty in a museum. To put it bluntly, it was a short hollow iron rod. A wooden rod was inserted behind the buttocks to increase the length. The torch ignites the fuse and launches it with one hand, so not only the rate of fire is slow, but also the power and accuracy are hard to describe.

The matchlock gun was only introduced during the Jiajing period. It can be aimed and fired with both hands without a torch, so it is far superior to the early firecrackers in terms of firing speed, power and accuracy.

Closer to home, let’s say that there are five officers and soldiers walking into the lobby of Hongyan Building at this time, the leader should be a hundred households. He looked around carelessly, and then spat on the ground: “It’s all sour! Son, what a damn bad luck."

"Qi Baihu, don't care about him, it's important for the brothers to eat first." A musketeer answered.

All the scholars present showed anger, but the officers and soldiers didn't care at all.The shop waiter greeted him with a smile and said, "A few military masters want to eat?"

Qi Baihu stared at him and said, "Nonsense, do you shit if you don't eat? This is a restaurant, not a latrine."

Such vulgar words instantly made the whole audience frown.

"Yes, yes, how many military masters are there?" the shop waiter asked cautiously.

"Are you blind or can't count? Apart from a bunch of sour nerds, how many military masters are there?"

The waiter in the shop was sprayed with saliva all over his face, but he dared not speak out, nodded and said: "I'm too talkative, are the military masters eating in the lobby or in the private seats on the second floor?"

Qi Baihu asked back: "Is there a sister in the elegant seat?"

The waiter in the shop said with a sarcasm: "Jun Ye was joking, our place is a restaurant, not a brothel, where did you come from?
Qi Baihu rolled his eyes strangely and said: "That's a fart, why should I spend so much money, I can eat in the lobby."

"Bah, I don't have money to pretend to be a gentleman." The waiter in the shop muttered secretly, while leading several soldiers to an empty table in the corner.

In the early days of the founding of the Great Jin Dynasty, the status of warriors was still quite high, far above that of literati, but with the prosperity of the world, the storage of swords and guns, and the release of horses to Nanshan, the status and treatment of warriors began to decline slowly. On the contrary, the status and treatment of literati began to decline. However, his status began to improve. After all, governing the country still depends on literati, especially since Emperor Qiansheng ascended the throne today, he emphasized civility over military, and the status of warriors has further declined.

So, don't look at the waiter in the shop who is nodding and bowing at the moment, he is just worried that these big soldiers will cause trouble and affect the business, but in fact he doesn't take it seriously in his heart, and he lazily walked away after greeting them to sit down.

At this time, the five officers and soldiers took off their coir raincoats and bamboo hats, put their waist knives and muskets aside, and started talking about the mountains with foul language.

Zhang Zhilong frowned and shook his head, saying: "A martial artist, he is so vulgar, it's hard to be considered elegant."

A scholar at the same table raised his glass and said, "What are you doing with them? Let's continue to drink and order. Come on, Chief Jia, let me toast you." Then he raised his glass.

Jia Huan had no choice but to raise his glass to greet each other. These guys were also narrow-minded, they toasted to Jia Huan one after another, just to see him lose his temper when drunk, who made Jia Huan always look like a grown-up.

Fortunately, the strength of the ancient wine was touching, Jia Huan still stood upright after drinking it for a round, but his face was slightly red, and the scholars couldn't help but secretly marveled that this boy was not very old, but he could really drink it.

At this time, only listening to the table next door and not knowing who started it, they actually discussed the hereditary system of military ranks in the Jin Dynasty.

That's right, the titles of the Great Jin can be hereditary, and even the military positions can be hereditary. All military positions below command can be inherited from father to son. Moreover, there is no need to be downgraded to inherit like a title. In short, the son of a thousand households is destined to be a thousand households at birth, and the son of a hundred households is destined to be a hundred households at birth. As long as there is no mistake and dismissal, it will be passed down from generation to generation. It will not change until the fall of the Jin Dynasty. It can be said that, This is the real iron rice bowl.

The advantage of this method of hereditary military positions is that it can ensure the source of troops for the army. It played a very important role in the early days of the founding of the country. After all, there were frequent battles and many deaths. Hereditary occupation is equivalent to monopoly, which is the so-called class solidification. Once the class is solidified, the consequences will undoubtedly be very serious.

Because Lao Tzu is a hero, but his son may be a worm. Just imagine, let a worm be the general, how can the combat effectiveness of the army be improved?
It has been more than 80 years since the founding of the Jin Dynasty. The first generation of officers who can fight is basically gone, and the second generation is almost gone. It cannot be said that there are no talents among the third and fourth generations who took over, but there are also many wine bags and rice bags. These people control the army and are very dangerous.

On the other hand, today's world is peaceful, there are no battles at all, no military merits without battles, and capable soldiers at the lower levels of the army naturally have no chance to be promoted. Even if there are occasional battles, it is difficult to get promoted. Being monopolized, there is a high probability that they will make wedding clothes for their superiors if they make meritorious service.

As a result, the leadership of the army is becoming more and more useless, and the soldiers at the lower level have no hope, so they naturally choose to muddle along, and the combat effectiveness of the army naturally deteriorates day by day.

While discussing the dangers of the hereditary system of military positions, the scholars cursed angrily. Jiang Gongsheng, who had been dancing awkwardly before, got excited and jumped on the stool and shouted: "Soldiers, it is a major matter for the country. It must be investigated. The military of our court The hereditary position is really the biggest failure, the position is inherited from father to son, there is no fairness at all, and let a bunch of poor and rich people control the army, the combat power is worrying, if this continues, our Jin country will be in danger!"

"What Jiang Zisheng said is very true. The hereditary military rank must be abolished, so that those who are capable can make a difference, and those who are incompetent can be eliminated."

"Exactly, if these corrupt national policies are not abolished, the country will not be a country."

Those military men were already furious when they heard the words, but they finally couldn't bear it any longer. Qi Baihu stood up and cursed: "A group of sours who have no power to restrain a chicken, just poured a few catties of yellow soup and it's time to eat!" What's wrong with the hereditary military rank here? That's what my ancestors paid for it with their lives. If my ancestors hadn't fought bloody battles to drive away the Tartars, how can you sit here and chew? Bah! I Come into your old lady!"

Hey, this enraged all the scholars in the audience, they all stood up and yelled: "Bold, what kind of wild army man, dare to insult your parents here, why don't you know that soldiers can be killed, but not humiliated!"

Jiang Gongsheng sneered and said: "The Master said: The Ze of a Gentleman, you will be killed in the fifth generation, not to mention you wild soldiers, my Jin Dynasty has been established for nearly a hundred years, and you have enjoyed the shadow of your ancestors for nearly a hundred years. It is long enough, Er Feng Erlu is the anointment of the people, so why should the people of Dajin continue to support you trash!"

All the scholars applauded and applauded, swearing at each other until several officers and soldiers were bruised and furious. One of the hot-tempered musketeers, furious, grabbed a nearby scholar by the collar, slapped him across the face, and slapped him. The scholar fell to the ground on the spot, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, and he couldn't stand up for a long time.

The musketeer laughed loudly after beating the man, pointed at the scholar on the ground and spat, "Look, who the hell is trash, I can crush you to death with one finger."

This time it was a hornet's nest. The scholars present were all young men with blood and vigor. Seeing the opponent attacking someone, they immediately rushed forward and surrounded the dining table where the five officers and soldiers were sitting.

"What do you want to do? I am a hundred households of Shenji Camp, so I can't do it if I want to rebel?" Seeing the besieged, Qi Baihu sternly yelled and threatened with his hand on the handle of the knife.

"Thief army man, don't be arrogant, give me Jiang Gongsheng a punch." The man surnamed Jiang was really reckless, and he rushed forward and punched Qi Baihu on the bridge of the nose. The latter was caught off guard and directly He rolled over on the bench.

Seeing the boss being attacked, the officers and soldiers next to him were unhappy, grabbed Jiang Gongsheng by the neck and roared, "You son of a bitch, if you dare to beat someone, I'll see if I don't fuck you up."

"Let go!"

"Dare thieves!"

While the scholars were shouting loudly, they threw themselves forward and greeted several officers and soldiers with countless fists and feet, and the whole hall suddenly became chaotic.

Hey, no matter how weak the scholar is, he is still a teenage boy, and his fist strength is actually not weak. Coupled with the fact that there are so many people, the five officers and soldiers of the Shenji Battalion did not dare to use their weapons. How could they resist? , screaming again and again.

"It's a rare opportunity, we can't afford to miss it!" Zhang Zhilong rolled up his sleeves and rushed forward, joining the crowd of beatings. The scholars of Diecui Academy also followed suit to fight Taipingquan. Only Jia Huan and Liu Yi remained seated. stood still.

"Stop hitting, stop hitting!" The shopkeeper and the waiters of the restaurant shouted, but the scholars became more and more excited as they fought.

Suddenly, there was a gunshot from the chaotic crowd, and it seemed that the pause button was pressed for an instant. Everyone froze, and the originally noisy lobby was so quiet that a needle could be heard.

Jia Huan and Liu Yi's complexion changed suddenly, and they stood up subconsciously, and the two old men who were chatting in the private seat on the second floor also stood up suddenly.

"Officers and soldiers killed people, Jiang Zisheng was shot!" Suddenly someone shouted in horror.

Jia Huan looked around, and he saw Jiang Gongsheng with disheveled hair lying in a pool of blood, and a musketeer pointing his gun at the sky, still smoking.

Qi Baihu's nostrils were bleeding, but his face was pale, he slapped the musketeer on the head, and cursed: "Who told you to shoot!"

The musketeer gasped and said: "It's open to the sky, no... no beating anyone!"

That group of hundreds of households was dripping with cold sweat, and said in a low voice: "Don't run away!" Then they ran out of the restaurant, and the four officers and soldiers quickly followed.

"Murder pays for life, the thieves are going away, stop them!" The scholars chased them out angrily.

(End of this chapter)