Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

Now Zhang Shouren is already thinking about the possibility of Fushanying leaving the country to attack!

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In a blink of an eye, it was September 25th.

Since September 24th, no one has paid attention to him in the festival hall.Battalion Office, Central Army, Tuntian Bureau, General Operations Office, Jiazhan Bureau... No one gave him anything back for any of these places that he paid special attention to. [

When everyone met, they all congratulated and refused to say anything else.

Zhang Shouren's cat was in the hall, scratching his head again and again, he couldn't think of anything else to do!

As a bridegroom, don't worry about trivial matters by yourself, Sun Liangdong is a confidant, Zhang Shifu can be regarded as a transfer, and Zhang Shilu and the others have their own duties, so don't worry about him at all.

The entire Fushan Mountain was full of joy, and the fixed atmosphere and the atmosphere of making big arrangements for the Chinese people finally got up. The barracks were also decorated with lights and festoons. On the morning of the 24th, the camp rushed in More than a dozen pigs, the slaughter of pigs is boiling against Yingtian... From the day of the 24th until the 26th, extra meals are given to the soldiers every day. Four taels of hot and oily braised pork!

In Fushan Camp, meat is eaten almost every day, but when such supplies are scarce, it is impossible to provide enough.Generally, when the new army enters the battalion and their physical training is relatively strong, they will also eat refined grains and meat. After the physical training enters a flat period, although there are still meat and vegetables, it is difficult to eat enough. This time, Zhang Shilu The storage and supplies are costly...

Zhang Shouren should not worry about such matters, the people below will handle them easily. On the evening of the tenth day, the camp was full of loud military songs, and the inner guards were leading the horses, which kept snorting in front of the gate. , pawing the ground with a horseshoe, looking for the grass roots left in late autumn... Zhang Shouren looked around blankly, he really had nothing to do.

"Shiqiang, Laiwu honestly..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Shiqiang smiled and bowed down, and Zhang Shilu and others saluted together: "Congratulations to your lord."

When Zhang Shouren made a gesture, he unconsciously had no choice but to smile back, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Wang Yunfeng had already smiled and handed over the whip: "My lord, don't do any business today. The horses and entourage are all ready for your lord, hurry back to the castle, wait for Yunniang... no, wait for the lady to enter Behind the door, if we know that today we are still discussing business with the adults, we will definitely be skinned in the future."

The head of the secret service also had a rare smile today. In this case, it is said that Sun Liangdong dared to say it in front of Zhang Shouren with a playful smile.

Zhang Shilu also smiled: "Come back, my lord, everything is ready, all the gifts have been moved to the courtyard of the wife's house, and will be brought back when you greet me tomorrow. Go back to the castle tonight and have a good rest." , Tomorrow is also a major event in life."

He was also a married man, and he was old-fashioned when he said it, but at least there was one thing he could guide Zhang Shouren.

At this time, Zhang Shouren was so preoccupied with lawsuits all over his head, what else could he say?

Looking at the crowd, everyone's eyes are shining, and they are all staring at me... These subordinates were all pulled out by themselves. When it comes to loyalty, there is nothing to say.

"Okay, I'll go back to the castle!"

Since the Fushan camp was built, Zhangjiabao has been called "Old Camp" by many people, which was also the name people used to at that time, just like many people called Zhang Shouren "Master General" in private, or simply called him "Old Camp". Master."

This is an honorific title only given to military officers at the first level of the general army, but when everyone talks about it behind their backs, it feels very cordial and there is nothing wrong with it.

From the relocation to the present, many people traveled back and forth between the old camp and the big camp, but Zhang Shouren never went back once. When he thought about what he was going to do, he was also confused. [

The whole person felt a little dazed...

Regardless of past and present lives, it is the first time for him to get married as a groom... If he has experience the second time... Well, what are you thinking...

All the way out from the backyard of the Jietang, through the gate of the inner house, through the main hall, and then through the compound with guerrilla flags and various flags, the chatter and laughter outside can be heard very clearly.

The internal guards were talking and laughing, and they couldn't hear clearly. This is unimaginable in the past. Military discipline is strict, and the internal guards are selected from the best. Many of them are members of the Internal Security Bureau of the Secret Service. They have experienced Strict to cruel training, standing guard and joking, it is absolutely impossible.

Today, the rules have been relaxed. Seeing Zhang Shouren coming out, everyone did not give a military salute, but clasped hands, bowed and bowed, and all said with a smile: "My lord, we If you want wedding wine, you also need wedding candies!"

"You guys..."

When Zhang Shouren shook his head with a wry smile, the situation was not quite right. There were many people from all over the camp who heard the news and ran over, yelling and laughing as they ran, "My lord, I want wedding wine and candy."

"Congratulations to my lord...I want wedding candy too."

"Okay, okay, don't make noise..."

Zhang Shouren was overwhelmed by the crowd, so he had no choice but to say to Zhang Shiqiang: "Let's arrange it. At noon on the 26th, each team will be given two jars of wine."

"Yes, my lord!"

Zhang Shiqiang agreed with a smile. As a member of the Chinese army, he could not return to the old camp on the 26th. He had to stay at the camp, so after he agreed, he smiled again and said, "This subordinate is here to drink with the soldiers." , Congratulations to my lord."

"You're welcome, um... Anyway, you're welcome."

It had been a long time since Zhang Shouren was so perfunctory and courteous as ordinary people, and Zhang Shouren felt very unfamiliar with these polite words that related to him, so he dealt with it at least, and then rushed to the direction of Zhangjiabao's old camp.

This road is the best built among all the avenues in Fushan. It is as flat as a mirror and as strong as iron. It has cost a lot of money and a lot of manpower. At this time last year, there were still at least [-] workers building roads and construction along the way. Daying, by this time, the trees on the side of the road had turned yellow, and there were a lot of fallen leaves along the way, but they were all swept away in piles by the workers in charge of road maintenance, and gathered in one place, preparing to burn the fertilized fields.

Seeing Zhang Shouren on the horse, all the people on the road were avoiding, but no one lowered their heads, and they all smiled. Facing Zhang Shouren who was galloping, everyone arched their hands, using the oldest Congratulations to Zhang Shouren according to the etiquette.