Emperor Ming Dynasty

Chapter 922
In the blink of an eye, Zhu Cunqu changed his name to Zhu Qu and settled down in the Beijing camp.

As for the capital, except for the officials of the six ministries and the elders of the cabinet, the rest of the people only know that the prince has gone to practice, but they don't know where he went.

But as long as you inquire carefully, you will know that the prince has gone to the capital camp.

Unfortunately, Jingying is different from other places.

Among the military powers in the world, the Dudufu of the Five Armies can only control the frontier army and the patrol battalion, while the Jingying has a special management of the Imperial Front Division of the Jingying, so it is difficult for even nobles to intervene.

As a captain, an officer with a formal military rank, he has an independent tent, but he has no personal soldiers to serve.

As soon as Maoshi arrived, Zhu Qu was forced to get up, brush his teeth and wash his face, make the quilt by himself, and then eat and practice with the soldiers in the army.

He thought it was some goose step, hacking training, or shooting a gun, but who knew it was an obstacle run.

Sandy land, rocky land, grassland, ditches, muddy land, earth walls, and seven or eight various conditions constitute a two-mile long cross-country training ground.

Even if it is an officer, it is inevitable to avoid training.

After two or three trips, Zhu Qu felt that he was going to collapse.

"Brother, take a rest!" Yingzheng, who was enjoying the shade, said with a smile, "You've just arrived and you're not used to it yet. You'll have to run at least five times before you can rest."

"What about after running?" Zhu Qu panted.

"Then it's practice, goose step and the like." Yingzheng said softly, "After that, we'll have lunch, and then we'll have training with each battalion in the afternoon."

"As for the exercise, it's practiced once every five days, and there are still a few days left!"

At noon, although the spring is beautiful, but still adhere to the one-hour lunch break, very relaxed.

It's just that Zhu Qu couldn't bear the food in the Beijing camp.

The large pieces of fat meat and kelp soup were so greasy that he couldn't help but feel nauseous.

But the soldiers around them ate very happily, chewing their food one by one.

Especially the rice, it looks like old brown rice, it is not round and slender at all, and it gets stuck in the throat when chewing.

"Eat!" Yingzheng on the side led a group of officers to start a small stove. In addition to meat, no one had an extra fried egg and some refreshing pickles.

"En!" I tried to eat a few mouthfuls, and my body, which was tired all morning, had a great appetite in an instant, and I couldn't stop eating.

A full bowl of meat, two bowls of soup, and two bowls of rice were all wiped out.

With a full stomach, Zhu Qu felt very comfortable.

For the first time in so many years, he ate so much food.

"I know you are from a rich family, and you look down on brown rice and poor food, but your brothers are all from poor families, and it is very good to have meat every now and then."

Yingzheng smiled and said, "Besides, the training intensity is so intense, it's impossible to have no gas in your stomach."

"One meat for three days, what about the other two days?" Zhu Qu asked.

"Put oil in the vegetables." Yingzheng said casually, "Those wild vegetables must be put in soybean oil."

"Soybeans are good. Soybean oil can be used for cooking, and bean dregs can be fed to horses and livestock. Even if it is made into tofu, it is also a very delicious dish."

"Of course, we people have to eat lard."

Zhu Qu is silent.

For several days, he slowly adapted to the intensity of military training.

He didn't realize how powerful it was until the big drill.

The entire regiment, 3000 people, was integrated and practiced in an orderly manner, either advancing or retreating, or the front army changed to the rear army.

After this trip, ordinary soldiers felt very tired, but the officers were the most tired.

Because they not only have to work hard, but also have to work hard, always pay attention to the banner of the guerrilla general of the regiment, and listen to the sound of drums.

Nothing can be messed up.

Whenever there is a slight mistake, the whole team will be in chaos.

Although the big drill was tiring, the soldiers were active and enthusiastic.

Because meat is added to three meals a day, and there is meat from morning to night, what a blessing it is.

But Zhu Qu felt exhausted, even his legs were trembling.

This is no less than fighting a war.

Ordinary training does not require wearing armor, but in this five-day exercise, the armor is worn all day long and cannot be removed.

Armor weighing dozens of kilograms is too torturous.

These days, he knows a lot about Beijing Camp.

Needless to say, the four major battalions protect the capital from east to west, north to south.

The source of the soldiers in the Beijing camp was recruited in Shuntianfu and Hebei, selected suitable personnel, and practiced for three months.

This is called the training camp.

The military training camps are all run by the imperial envoys of the Beijing camp, and even the Ministry of War can't intervene.

After the recruits are familiar with the rules of the Beijing camp, and their bodies are almost healthy, they will be sent down to the regiments.

In this way, it is possible to effectively avoid the situation where the soldiers are going to be, and it will also prevent the soldiers from forming groups.

In normal times, military officers need to abide by the training plan formulated by the Beijing Imperial Envoy Siyamen. The general's ruling is very weak and is only the executor.

At the same time, the rules in the Beijing camp are extremely strict, and anyone who violates them will be enforced by the military judges in the army.

The generals are very difficult to intervene, even if they intercede.

What shocked the crown prince the most was the one-and-a-half-hour military school from afternoon to evening.

Everyone, including officers below battalion level, must learn [-] Chinese characters, and spot checks are usually conducted.

The soldiers who were sweating profusely during the drill were dumbfounded in the military school, and the pen in their hand seemed to weigh a thousand catties.

Under the rules and regulations, although many veterans of the Beijing Camp have lost, they still maintain a strong combat effectiveness.

The prince sighed: "Father governs the army so strictly, no wonder the Beijing camp swept the world."

Half a month passed in the blink of an eye.

At this time, the prince, whose alias was Zhu Qu, took his military badge and the book called passbook, and came to Tianxia Bank to withdraw his salary.

This is the first time he has come to the bank to withdraw money.

The soldiers lined up in a long line, but they were not in a hurry. They chatted and withdrew the money in the blink of an eye.

In the evening, they have to have a holiday, every ten days off, so the afternoon is naturally a good time to pay the salary.

When it was his turn, he handed the iron military pie.

His age, household registration, and appearance description are written on the front, and his military position and unit name are written on the back.

As long as they are promoted, the military cards will naturally be replaced.

"Zhu Qu? The team is up."

The military judge was in charge of distributing the salaries. At this time, his face was no longer as serious as before. With a slight smile, the soldiers relaxed a lot.

"Yes."

"Your military badge is still new. It must have been promoted not long ago." The military judge smiled lightly:
"After taking the money, don't go whoring and gambling. Go home and pull a new dress for the mother-in-law. It's better than anything else."

After finishing speaking, he stamped the seal, then took out the cloth bag and counted the payment.

And Zhu Qu also signed and pressed his fingerprints.

On the passbook, there is a stamp that has been received, and the date is written on it, with one space per line, which is simple and clear.

Only at this time did he realize that the words Shaowu 18th February were written on the front, and a stamp was stamped on the blank space behind:
Tongzhou Seventh Regiment, military judge Cheng Jie

And behind it are his fingerprints.

As for the table case, the military judge's account book not only has the seal and his fingerprints, but also his signature.

Even on the corner of the ledger, there are the signatures of the recorder and Guerrilla.

If it is true that there are empty pay and false claims, no one can escape.

Meticulous and rigorous, it can be seen that the court has put a lot of effort into it.

You must know that in the previous Ming Dynasty, the military salary was only paid to the generals, which is also the reason for the empty salary and the support of the family.

In addition to the selfishness of the generals, the reason why family support prevailed in the late Ming Dynasty was that the court had no money.

The military pay of 1 people is only enough to feed and drink 5000 people.

Instead of 5000 people being poor, it is better to raise 4000 elites and make the remaining [-] people beggars. This is a last resort.

Holding the passbook, he turned a corner and came to another open space.

The grain and grass here are piled up like mountains.

Similarly, passbooks need to be stamped.

As a captain, his salary is equivalent to two soldiers, that is, four silver coins, two stone grains,

Money is easy to handle, but the 200 catties of grain is a headache.

The military judge said with a smile: "There is a small town outside the barracks. You can ask some of your men to carry the grain to the town and sell it. Although you will suffer a bit, it is better than taking it home."

"Of course, you can also live here, but you have to pay a bucket of food a month."

Guys, this is really expensive.

How could Prince Zhu get used to him, so he asked a few people to carry it to the grain shop in the town to sell it.

Tongzhou is where the granary is located. Although the price of grain is not restricted by the imperial court, the price is cheap. A stone of grain is only six cents of silver.

Two shi old grains are only sold for one silver dollar.

"Team Zheng, it's not bad to take these grains home, it's much better than the brown rice on the market."

Naturally, the one-year-old rice distributed by the army is polished rice, which naturally tastes better than brown rice.

"Yeah, you just happen to be taking a rest, hire a bullock cart, and a few people can put it back together after a little effort."

In the military, there is a nine-day vacation, and a maximum of three days a month. Many people only make up for three days before taking it off.

The army also knows about adjustments, so some people rest for three days in the first ten days, some in the middle, and some in the last ten days, and keep most of the troops in the army at all times.

In this way, several people hire a car when they are resting, and together they can transport the grain home.

Where would Zhu Cunqu dare to hire a car?

After selling the grain, several guards followed him outside the barracks, then drove out a carriage and headed directly to the capital.

The distance between the two is fifty miles, but the spacious official road is flat, and it takes an hour to reach the capital.

It was just getting dark.

After changing his clothes, he hurried to see the emperor.

"That's right, I've become much more capable and energetic."

The emperor nodded in satisfaction when he saw the slightly thinner prince.

Although the original prince was not a fat man, he couldn't hide the aura of a noble son.

That is the kind of nobility and arrogance.

The metaphor of the image is that Xiang Yu and Yuan Shao in history can only succeed continuously, but cannot withstand failure.

Now it seems that the prince has changed a lot.

Zhu Cunqu smiled wryly in his heart, training every day, can he not be energetic?

At this time, he really understood that it was too hard to exercise every five days for the sake of people in the capital.

It was really such an intensity that the officers were mentally exhausted, no less than fighting a battle.

"Father, for more than ten years, the Beijing camp has been adhering to the old habits and is very elite, but my son has noticed that nearly half of the soldiers in the Beijing camp are recruited by the people of the capital..."

"What do you mean?" The words were very plain, and Zhu Yixi immediately understood and frowned.

The reason why the recruitment of the Beijing camp was placed in Gyeonggi back then was that it belonged to the emperor's feet and was the most benevolent place in the world.

Ordinary magistrates are only of the fourth rank, but Shuntian Fu Yin was promoted by the emperor to the second rank, which is three ranks higher.

There was a severe drought in the late Ming Dynasty, and countless people starved to death under the sun, but the city of Beijing was safe and sound, but it was finally attacked by the plague.

After all, even if it is a real son, there is a difference between closeness and estrangement.

It's like Qin's root is in Guanzhong, and the closest thing to Ming is Hebei and Shuntian Mansion.

"If things go on like this, I'm afraid that the Beijing camp will be full of so-called Hebei parties." The prince said cautiously:

"Besides, all the nobles live in the capital, and there are quite a few Zhuangzi outside the city, and their influence is not small..."

Zhu Yixi nodded, lost in thought.

Obviously, if you recruit troops in Hebei for a long time, it is very likely that you will alienate the people in other places. All the nobles in the army are from Hebei, which is dangerous.

"Tell me what you think."

"I think that you can recruit soldiers in the big camps in the provinces, then practice in the training camps, and then go to the Beijing camp."

The prince looked at the emperor's face and said cautiously: "As many people as the Beijing camp needs to recruit this year, we can recruit as many people as possible from each province..."

"Although this idea has many shortcomings, it is still a good idea." The emperor nodded.

The shortcomings of national recruitment are obvious, such as different dialects, problems returning home, etc., there are many difficulties.

But it is enough to have the advantage of gathering the best soldiers from all over the world.

It's like the veterans of the Beijing camp who have dispersed to become village elders, how can the elders in Hebei have their own county, and the elders in this prefecture are kind?
The Beijing camp has two silver dollars per month and one stone of grain. It doesn't look high, much less than the Manchu Eight Banners, but it is purely earned, including food, clothing and clothing.

Soldiers in the past dynasties, sons of good families in the Han Dynasty and soldiers in the Sui and Tang Dynasties had to provide their own dry food and armor. In the Song Dynasty, clothing and food were also deducted from their salary.

Coupled with the distribution of packages, serving as a soldier in our new Ming Dynasty is a benefit to a certain extent.

How can this kind of welfare be enjoyed exclusively by the people of the capital?
Thinking of the privileges of the future capital city, Zhu Yixi immediately assumed the role of a commoner, gnashing his teeth with hatred.

The father and son chatted for a few words, and at the end, the emperor said casually: "I forgot to tell you that in May, the Beijing camp and the frontier army will rotate, and you will go to Liaodong."

"How long will my son be gone?"

"In the past few months, the princess has to hurry up, and take some concubines with her."

The emperor didn't speak out, but the prince understood.

If he is allowed to take a woman there, he will not be able to come back in a year or so.

When the spring was warm and the flowers were blooming, the emperor was still thinking about moving, thinking about the situation of the army, he suddenly remembered the logistics.

It's actually not bad to go to Tongzhou.

For this, the prince was moved: "Father really doesn't trust me..."

The emperor drove a light car and arrived in Tongzhou quickly.

Many people know that Tongzhou is a granary, but they don't know that Tongzhou is also a place where military rations are reprocessed.

When marching and fighting, bulky military rations are naturally not advisable. Only light, simple, and fast-filling military rations are the best choice.

Fighting a war is actually about logistical support.

(End of this chapter)