Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Now Zhong Xian has written to his clan elder brother, who is also an official in Laizhou Prefecture, asking this clan elder brother to come to Fushan immediately, he will definitely be reused.

When writing the letter, Zhong Xian was also full of ambitions. He has now been recommended by Zhang Shouren as the experience department of Fushan Institute. Compared with the embarrassment of the lowest-ranked official, he is no longer in the same breath.

"My Zhong family must cling to the adults and serve wholeheartedly. The future glory will all be today!"

With this kind of understanding, Zhong Xian was used as one person for ten people in the Fushan camp. In the current situation of insufficient talents, his role is very huge.

"I heard that there is going to be a group change of costumes." [

Sun Liangdong was very well-informed about the news, and he didn't like to hide his words like others, so when he heard Zhong Xian's words, he replied: "My lord said, we are battalion soldiers now, and we don't need to wear mandarin ducks and jackets anymore. It’s one thing to be clumsy and stupid, not good-looking, but it’s inconvenient to do in wartime, and it’s even more laborious to train. Add some scraps of iron and iron mesh skirts, and there’s no protection... Armor is armor, and military uniform is military uniform, my lord said As for military uniforms, the most important thing is that they are neat and good-looking first, and the second is that they can go through training, and it is enough to meet these two requirements, so the current military uniforms, when he comes back, are said to be ready to be eliminated!"

"No wonder Your Excellency ordered a large quantity of cloth to be bought, and there are still a lot of leather for boots."

"Hehe, my lord has always attached importance to these superficial things... However, there are quite a few people who have reported to our Fushan camp to serve as soldiers in the four villages and eight miles. There are really many people who feel that being a soldier in Fushan is not ashamed."

"Your Excellency is right," Zhang Shifu said quietly, "appearance, military posture, clothing...these are all exquisite, the beauty of China originally also has the beauty of clothing, now my lord just wants to promote the beauty of violence to the limit ...But I don't know how to do it, I'd better wait until the adults come back."

"Well, let's train!" Sun Liangdong looked at the endless stream of new army soldiers in the field with satisfaction, and said with a grin: "These guys are all good seedlings, but you have to ask me to hone and hone them so that I can really become a soldier. The soldiers are here to envoy. In the past two months, if I tell them to dream, they will be woken up by Lao Tzu's face."

Everyone laughed at what he said, but Sun Liangdong himself kept a straight face and didn't smile. When he turned his head, he saw a platoon on duty at the gate of the camp running towards him, and asked, "Why are you running around when you're not guarding the gate? Don't you know that military discipline is important?"

This platoon is a member of his second team. Knowing how powerful he is as a team officer, he immediately stood at attention and reported: "Back to the team officer, a few tolerances came to the door, saying that there is an urgent business, please come to the battalion. The battalion officer received him."

"Where did you come from?" Zhang Shifu frowned and asked.

Now Zhang Shouren has not officially appointed the battalion officer and the central army. Generally speaking, the role of the officer in the military camp is the most important, and then the battalion officer who handles daily affairs.

However, Zhang Shouren feels that such a general distinction is really ambiguous, and there is no clear range of responsibilities and rights for each team officer and each department, so he plans to carry out a major reform of the entire Fushan Camp. Naturally, the appointment was delayed.

Now Zhang Shifu has consciously assumed the responsibility of the battalion officer, and the military officer in the battalion is also the highest in his status.

The appointment of the commander of the Lingshan Guard and the rank of garrison have been passed. The rest of the team officers are thousands of households and generals, and they have no official titles of garrison or superintendent. In his official career, it is inevitable that he can only slowly climb up behind him.

"It is said that they came from Laizhou, and it seems that they are full of travel and dust."

"Hey, that's strange," Zhang Shifu looked at everyone, "What is the Laizhou government sending people here for?"

As he said that, he naturally went to the gate of the camp.

This military camp, which is now the new camp of Fushan Camp, took three months of hard work and more than 2000 manpower. There are more than 100 horses and cattle for work alone. Every day, stone rollers are used to level the land until it is as flat as a mirror. Rows of barracks are designed according to Zhang Shouren's design, almost indistinguishable from the barracks of later generations. There are brick and stone bungalows with green belts in the middle and Fushan Camp painted on the walls. The logo and some slogans are nothing but words of encouragement such as diligent training and fighting bravely.

There are medal display rooms, honor rooms and other places in the camp to motivate soldiers to train enthusiastically. Of course, there are also correctional facilities such as confinement rooms. Anyway, the entire barracks is built according to the regiment-level camps of later generations, but the playground area is larger than that of the hot weapon era. So much... These days, they just point to the school field training to sweep the world.

Zhang Shouren looked very comfortable in such a camp. His General's Festival Hall was also built in the middle of the camp, that is, a row of houses. Many institutional buildings to assist him were also built around the festival hall. They were patchwork and pruned. Neat flowers and trees, a feeling of traveling through time and space for thousands of years, spontaneously arises.

Coupled with the running slogan of one, two, three, four, and the loud noise of hundreds of pairs of shoes stepping on the ground together, all of this is almost the same as when recruits of later generations practiced. [

This is Zhang Shouren's little harmless joke...

Now the envoy from Laizhou, a small official wearing a green robe with a collar and an official scarf, is also looking at this huge military camp with curious eyes... the entire Ming Dynasty, this place can be regarded as the only one.

The portrait pattern in front of the camp gate is amazing, and it feels improved. Then there are the guerrilla flags of Zhanger Gao and the camp flags of the Fushan Camp. Further inside, there are large bungalows, which are completely different from the military barracks regulations of the Ming Dynasty. , The architectural appearance of the houses also looks very simple and heavy, which is in line with the simple and direct style and image of soldiers.

There are neatly placed flower pots and lawn flower and tree belts everywhere. The soldiers walking around in the camp are all red-faced, and their laughter is loud and powerful. Unlike other places, the military households in the guard are poor, and no one dares to speak. Loud, all of them looked cowering.

"This Fushan camp is really different."

The little official couldn't help admiring in his heart, everything in front of him was astonishing, and Zhang Shouren's broad-mindedness was also fully displayed in the design and architecture of the barracks.

Looking at the future, where is there any general who puts his mind so carefully and puts so much effort into it, and really wants to bring out a strong army?

This alone is enough to be admirable.

"The Huang Taizun of Laizhou prefecture issued a letter to Zhang Shouren, a guerrilla in the Fushan camp, who went to Laizhou to discuss the matter of food and wages."

It's one thing to marvel in private, but it's another thing to be on official business. This little official took out the documents from his body and looked at the people in front of him. Zhang Shifu was the last official, so he did both and handed over the official documents and letters of Laizhou Prefecture to him. In front of Zhang Shifu.