Chapter 669: The Strange Small Flag Division, New Small Flag Officers
For Jiang Qingzhi, it didn't matter if civilian officials accompanied the army or even nominally commanded the army.
"I just need to make a gesture so that His Majesty and the ministers will think that I hate this kind of shitty ancestral rules."
In the study, Jiang Qingzhi and Xia Yan were drinking wine.
The night breeze was refreshing, Xia Yan took a sip of wine, "You want to shock first."
"Yes." Jiang Qingzhi nodded. "Once a war breaks out, there are many things to deal with. Food, weapons, soldiers, and even the transmission of information... the response of the court... Although I have the reputation of a famous general, there are too many things to deal with, and I will be overwhelmed. You say let's do it! Can I fly back to the capital from the front and fight against those who are making trouble? I have this idea, but I can't just abandon the army and ignore it, right?"
Jiang Qingzhi smiled and said, "Using the matter of King Jing, I just want to tell those idiots that I can not only use fists and knives, but also use my brain. Don't dig some traps that you think are smart. Once I find out..."
Seeing the ferocious look in his eyes, Xia Yan couldn't help but sigh, "If I had been more alert during the Hetao discussion, I would have definitely been able to detect some clues of conspiracy from the words and deeds of Yan Song, Lu Bing and others. But I was too confident... As a result, not only did I ruin Zeng Xin, I almost died myself. Qingzhi..."
Xia Yan stood up and patted Jiang Qingzhi on the shoulder. "The new generation replaces the old one, work hard. Actually..."
The old man put his hand on his shoulder and said, "I want to go too."
Jiang Qingzhi smiled, "That's a war of arms and iron horses. Sometimes you have to travel overnight and be jolted on horseback for a whole day... Your body..."
"I have been practicing hard every day recently." The old man coughed dryly, then said dejectedly, "Forget it, if I go, even if His Majesty doesn't suspect me, it will cause trouble for you."
"Forget it." Xia Yan shook his head. "Go to sleep. As the saying goes, lying down late at night listening to the wind and rain, I dream of iron horses and frozen rivers. I will have a great battle with Altan in my dream..."
Jiang Qingzhi then returned to the bedroom.
"Is Xu Jie's dinner party lavish?" Li Tian hadn't slept yet, sitting at the head of the bed reading a book.
"It's just average, but the pig's trotters there are very good, soft and chewy, and not smelly at all."
"Hey! You make me want to eat it. Husband, it's been a long time since we had pig's trotters in our family."
"That's right." Jiang Qingzhi called Huang Yan'er and asked him to tell the cook to prepare pig's trotters tomorrow morning.
During the morning training on the second day, Jiang Qingzhi's sword skills were particularly sharp, and even Xu Wei, who was rarely serious, could not help but praise him: "Master, your sword skills seem to have improved."
"What about yours?" Hu Zongxian asked.
Xu Wei was going to join the army. If his swordsmanship was not good enough, he would be captured or killed in an emergency. So he took the initiative to ask Sun Chonglou for swordsmanship. He even bribed Master Sun with several large pieces of high-quality dried meat.
However, Sun Chonglou was so picky after being fed by Fucheng that he said the dried meat was made from overnight meat and was not fresh. Xu Wei just laughed dryly, but Hu Zongxian was laughing secretly.
A female butcher was taking care of her father at home when she sneezed for no apparent reason.
"Draw the knife!"
Master Sun shouted.
"Ha!" Xu Wei drew his knife.
"You are too weak. You can't even cut through armor, let alone kill someone with your sword." Sun Chonglou's eyebrows were wrinkled like silkworms. "Use more force."
"what!"
"It's still a little bit off."
"what!"
"Try harder!"
"Ow!"
While eating breakfast, Xu Wei switched to his left hand.
Sun Chonglou was still mumbling about how Old Xu was old and frail, but he injured his tendons after swinging his knife a few times.
"Pig's trotter?" Seeing the pig's trotter, Sun Chonglou forgot about Xu Wei and started eating happily.
Braised pork trotters, served with a dish of cold-mixed zheergen... Jiang Qingzhi ate with great relish.
The pig's trotters were soft and sticky, so you couldn't grab them with your hands, otherwise they would get stained with glue and be difficult to wash off. Jiang Qingzhi used chopsticks to pick up the pig's trotters and took a big bite.
"fragrant!"
Houttuynia cordata is made by mixing chili powder, soy sauce, vinegar and other ingredients together. Jiang Qingzhi simply mixes Houttuynia cordata with pig's trotters.
"Will it be delicious?" Li Tian could never get used to the taste of Houttuynia cordata.
"Delicious!" Jiang Qingzhi took a bite and couldn't help but think of the grilled tofu in his previous life.
Bake the tofu until it is crispy on the outside and tender on the inside. After cutting it in half, put the cold-mixed zheergen into it and it will be like a roujiamo.
"The tofu must be baked with sawdust. One bite at a time..." Jiang Qingzhi couldn't continue, his mouth was watering!
For breakfast, Jiang Qingzhi prepared three pig's trotters and two big steamed buns, which left Li Tian stunned.
"Husband, you can't eat anymore." Li Tian snatched Jiang Qingzhi's bowl and handed it to Huang Yan'er without hesitation, "Take it to the front yard."
The Bo family kept several large dogs to guard the house. These dogs were not as delicate as the famous dogs of later generations. They would eat whatever was given to them and enjoyed everything they ate.
Jiang Qingzhi coughed dryly, "Maybe he has grown taller recently."
Li Tian rolled her eyes secretly.
"My Lord, Duke Cheng is here."
Zhu Xizhong's face was full of glory. When he saw Jiang Qing, he raised his voice and said, "Da Lang will be promoted to the Left Guard of Tiger Guards today. We brothers should also go and take advantage of him."
Send yourself a head... Jiang Qingzhi said: "What the army despises most is the dandy boys. If Dalang reveals his identity, do you believe that someone will cover him with a quilt and beat him up at night?"
The old dandy was startled. His ancestor was a general, and his descendants were not spoiled since childhood, but they were also away from the army. They knew nothing about such low-level things.
"Who dares?" Zhu Xizhong felt guilty, but he didn't want to lose the battle. "Forget it, let's go and take a look quietly."
Jiang Qingzhi didn't want to go, but Zhu Xizhong, who loved his son so much, bribed him with a painting from the previous dynasty.
……
Zhu Shitai led the horse out of the mansion. Before he left, the Duke's wife looked calm and composed, as if he was just going to visit friends in Xin'an Lane and would be back for dinner.
The old dude was even more free and easy. He said early in the morning that he was going out for a walk and would not be home until dinner... and sure enough, he has not been seen since then.
The poor little Duke looked around, but there was no one.
There wasn't even anyone to see him off.
So sad and miserable!
Even though the sun was shining brightly, Zhu Shitai still felt lonely.
"Left?" "Not yet."
"Get out of the way, let me take a look."
Behind the crack in the door, the Duke's wife stared at her son with wide eyes. Seeing him all alone, she couldn't help but choke up and said, "Poor Dalang has never left his parents since he was a child, but today he has to join the army alone."
"Madam, the young Duke will definitely miss his parents." Someone advised.
"Well!" The Duke's wife wiped away her tears, "Da Lang must have regretted it."
Zhu Shitai looked up at the blue sky and suddenly grinned, "I finally escaped from the prison of the Duke's Mansion, hahahaha!"
The Duke's wife behind the door gnashed her teeth and said, "Little bastard!"
Zhu Shitai, the left guard of the Huben Army, went to report with documents.
"Zhu Shitai, what a good name."
The military clerk looked at his resume and said, "He also spent some time in Xuanfu. Tsk! Interesting! Xiaoqi?"
The clerk looked at Zhu Shitai and said, "Less than twenty, right?"
"Yes, I'm not even eighteen yet." Zhu Shitai was very honest.
"A little flag under eighteen... has a future!" The clerk nodded.
Then comes the distribution.
Jiang Qingzhi and the old playboy were in the hall at the moment. Yan Xu bowed slightly and said with an apologetic smile, "My Lord has instructed that the young Duke must not be treated preferentially, so I did not tell the generals about his identity."
"All right." Zhu Xizhong had a serious look on his face, and he performed the drama of sending a son to join the army vividly.
"The young Duke is a small flag bearer, with a few old soldiers under his command, and also a young... young man from the martial arts school."
"The orphan of the young flag of the Embroidered Uniform Guard who died for his country?" Jiang Qingzhi remembered the young man.
"Yes." Yan Xu said, "If it is not appropriate, I will separate them?"
A small flag officer who had never fought, a martial arts student who had never fought... plus a few old and tough soldiers.
This combination made Jiang Qingzhi feel very interesting. "Old Yan, you did this on purpose!"
Yan Xu smiled bitterly, "Yes. Although the Lord did not say it explicitly, a 14-year-old boy was able to join the Tiger Guard Left Guard with the recommendation of the Lord. I know that his background is probably not simple.
I have no intention of questioning Lord Earl. I just wanted to put those two together so that if anything happens... it will be easier to deal with it."
If the battle situation is dangerous, this small flag unit will be placed in a safe place, thus achieving the best of both worlds.
"Old Yan, Old Yan." Jiang Qingzhi pointed at Yan Xu, "I told you, don't try to figure out what I'm thinking. Since you've thrown them into the army, and I've said there's no need to give them preferential treatment, then just do as I say."
"Yes." Yan Xu smiled apologetically, "Then..."
"Ignore." Jiang Qingzhi glanced at Zhu Xizhong.
The old dandy gritted his teeth and said, "Listen to Qingzhi."
……
Zhu Shitai ascended the throne, no, rather he completed the registration, and was then taken to the barracks at the back.
"Hundred households."
"Who?"
A friendly voice came from the sergeant leading Zhu Shitai, saying, "The person who will take over the small flag is here."
"Come in."
When Zhu Shitai went in, he saw a handsome centurion sitting behind a table. He knew it was his superior's superior, Centurion Zong Fang.
He quickly bowed, "Zhu Shitai greets the centurion."
"Zhu Shitai, a good name." Zong Fang spoke slowly, "He is less than eighteen years old, has been trained in the garrison, and his superiors have given him good reviews..."
In order to forge this resume, Jiang Qingzhi and Zhu Xizhong had a big quarrel. Jiang Qingzhi insisted that he should not be boastful, while the old playboy wanted to praise his son to the sky.
In the end, Jiang Qingzhi ended the dispute with one sentence: When the people below see such a great talent, they will definitely entrust him with important tasks when the battle comes...
The old dandy immediately apologized and said: Qingzhi, you have the final say.
"Your small flag unit is in some trouble." Zong Fang looked at Zhu Shitai with scrutiny, "When you go there, don't think about making a big move. Stand firm first."
"Yes." Zhu Shitai knew that these words were very heartfelt, so his gratitude was beyond words.
On the way here, he used a few sweet words to fool the leading soldier, and told him everything about the small flag unit he was about to take office in, as well as the situation of his superiors.
His gratitude was beyond words, which also made Zongfang's eyes more satisfied.
The children of the powerful and the children of meat-eaters are not only far ahead of ordinary people at the starting line, but once the signal gun sounds, they will also run faster than ordinary people because of their more profound knowledge and experience, and the social skills they have learned since childhood.
"Go!"
Zhu Shitai then followed him to Shangguan, that is, the general flagman Chen Ba.
Chen Ba has a rough appearance and a rough personality, and the first thing he says is "Dad and Mom".
"Fuck him! There are all kinds of ghosts in your little flag. You are so delicate, don't let those old ghosts make you cry. Besides, don't come to me to complain if you get hurt. If everyone comes to me for trouble, will I still be able to do my job? I am not the father and mother you are waiting for."
"Yes." Zhu Shitai bowed his head respectfully. "Excuse me, how did the previous person resign?"
"Do you really want to know?" Chen Ba looked at him, and when he saw Zhu Shitai nodded sincerely, he sneered, "Last time during the training, your small flag unit was rated as medium to low, and your predecessor was very angry, so he turned around and attacked his subordinates."
Hey!
Is this the military?
The superior actually punched and kicked his subordinates... Zhu Shitai looked at the rough and rude Chen Ba and felt that he was also in danger.
"Your ex went to the toilet in the middle of the night and was kicked in by someone. He cried for help but no one heard him until someone else went to the toilet and rescued him. But he was dumbfounded."
What the hell!
Zhu Shitai, who had learned a lot of knowledge from later generations from his second uncle, knew that if things went wrong, he might be poisoned by the accumulated dung and become stupid.
Is this the small flag unit I am going to take over?
The newly appointed flag officer Zhu Shitai was stunned.
(End of this chapter)
