The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 157 Whose Means Is This?

After hearing Zheng Yonglian's request, Wang Xin shook his head and smiled bitterly, saying, "Your Excellency Zheng, you don't know that my military camp is different from other places."

"Excuse me?" Zheng Yonglian asked politely.

"Military discipline is the strictest."

The young man was probably in his twenties. Seeing that the new general was the same age as him, he was wary of his high position and a little jealous. But now, hearing the implication in his words that he was worried that he could not endure the hardship, he felt a little dissatisfied.

But he is a guerrilla general, so even if he is dissatisfied, he has to hold it in and not dare to say a word.

Wang Xin had experienced a lot and had come into contact with many people. Young people are not good at hiding their thoughts, so he could see what the young man next to Zheng Yonglian was thinking. He almost showed it on his face, and he had a good impression of this young man.

Young people often treat their youth as capital to squander. They are always energetic and daring. This is a good thing. The bad side is that youth cannot be squandered because it is a non-renewable resource.

Time flies, and when it’s gone, it’s gone.

It seems contradictory, but it is not. Whether you want to be flamboyant or steady, you must first understand yourself instead of wasting your youth in a daze.

Zheng Yonglian has experience in science and technology, and he must also know how to train his own children.

This young man has received a good education, but he is not ostentatious. Instead, he can endure his own dissatisfaction. He is already a good young talent.

You can't compare yourself to others, that's shameless. What's so great about bullying children?

Zheng Yonglian understood the reason. It was not that General Wang was unwilling to agree, but that he was worried that his grandson could not endure hardship. Therefore, he was determined to send his grandson to the camp, regardless of whether Wang Xin stayed by his side as a clerk or was sent to do odd jobs.

Seeing Zheng Yonglian's firm attitude, Wang Xin did not refuse anymore. He stayed to see if it worked and would send him away if it didn't work out.

Zheng Hao followed his grandfather to the camp gate in a daze.

"You just stay here and do your job well. I think General Wang will have a great future. You will be able to rise with him. You can't concentrate on studying anyway." Zheng Yonglian instructed.

Zheng Hao wanted to cry, but he couldn't. "Grandpa, my dad doesn't know yet."

"I'll tell your father later. Will he ever rebel again?" The old man glared at Zheng Hao. Zheng Hao didn't dare to say anything more.

In Zheng Yonglian's opinion, none of his descendants were successful in studying, except for his second grandson Zheng Hao. Unfortunately, his talent was limited. The imperial examinations were very difficult, and so many people were trying to get in. If you were successful, you would be successful, and if you were not, you would not be.

With my grandson's qualifications, even if he gets lucky, he will be ranked low and will not have a good future. I don't know how many years he will have to endure.

It would be better to join the army, start as a minor official, and then gain military merit, which would be a shortcut.

Zheng Yonglian thought that the unsuccessful descendants would stay at home to take care of the family, while the promising ones would be sent out to work hard.

Seeing that the matter was settled, Zheng Hao said goodbye to his grandfather and his tribesmen, then cheered up and returned to the camp.

People.

You can't live too old, because if you are too old you will be too cunning.

Wang Xin could guess some of Zheng Yonglian's thoughts. Family is family, that's family. Of course there are disadvantages, but what about the advantages? How could one person catch up with the efforts of a group of people?

There are two reasons for not rejecting it.

The first reason is that no one would complain about having too many talents in their hands.

Zheng Hao is the son of an official and has a good personality. How can he not be a talent? He can stay and be observed for a while.

The second reason is, of course, Daizhou.

The army is not isolated, but interdependent with the people. The imperial court is not very reliable. What if it starts to default on their military pay and food? Things must be done in advance so that they will not panic when the time comes.

If Daizhou only demands money and grain, and the share is not high, Daizhou can reluctantly accept it, but in the long run, it may have to increase its share.

Therefore, we must integrate into Daizhou, promote the development of Daizhou, and expand Daizhou's production.

People say: I have set my eyes on Daizhou.

It’s the same reason why I fell in love with Yangzhong Island when I was in Yangzhou.

There are some mountain villages in the Yanmen Pass area, but how can there be any money in such mountain villages? Everyone in the village has lived in the mountains and become a mountain dweller. Looking around, Daizhou is the only richest one.

Wang Xin is not a destroyer who destroys wherever he goes. Instead, he considers himself a producer and is more willing to cooperate with others.

Daizhou's attitude is currently very good, and with Zheng Yonglian taking the lead, many things will be much easier in the future. Therefore, Wang Xin is willing to absorb the Zheng family's children, and the two sides hit it off.

The root of the problem is my own fault. Only when I lead good soldiers will others value me. Mutual benefit is the basis of cooperation.

In short, one must be strong first. Two hundred carts, two hundred and seventy animals, and nine hundred dan of rations, can still sustain the entire battalion for a month and a half, even if trapped in the wild.

Three cannon shots were fired and the army set out.

Along the way, Zheng Hao ran back and forth from time to time, and in just a few days, he turned dark.

The general didn't treat himself as a human being, but was treated like a donkey. Although he complained, he did his work meticulously. The whole camp soon knew that there was a new clerk with a good temper and a joking way of speaking, so many people teased him.

"Chanyu City is just a ruin. The leader is called Daerdai, who calls himself Chanyu. Because he has been giving gifts to Fatty Feng every year and is very obedient, Fatty Feng has not taken action against him."

Zhang Can hated Feng Yong. He had been suppressed in Datong for many years and had escaped death many times. Finally, he was sent to the Beijing camp.

What made him even more sad and angry was that Feng Yong might not even remember him.

Throughout the Datong military garrison, Feng Yong used his own men, and his own men promoted their own confidants. He was very xenophobic towards generals from other places. The people who suppressed Zhang Can were Feng Yong's subordinates, not Feng Yong.

But it's not that Zhang Can is so hateful that he goes crazy. Promoting confidants and excluding dissidents is human nature. Everyone does this. Isn't it the same in his hometown of Yulin?

Zhang Can didn't hate others for promoting their own people and excluding dissidents, but he hated Feng Yong's people for excluding him.

If I were in Fatty Feng's position before meeting the general, I would do the same.

Zhang Can told Wang Xin the truth. Wang Xin was not surprised. It has been like this since ancient times. Many people laugh at the ancients, but in fact they have the same thoughts as the ancients in their bones, but they just don't realize it.

Zheng Hao, who was organizing the catalog beside him, was stunned. This man told the general everything. Is he really stupid or just pretending to be stupid?

"This man is called Chanyu, which shows that he has great ambitions. Feng Yong didn't even bother to talk to me who was far away in Yanmen Pass, so why could he tolerate this man?" Wang Xin shook his head. This matter was not as simple as Zhang Can said.

Zhang Can was stunned. He really hadn't thought about it that way.

"General, do you mean that the Hu people are actually related to Jiedushi Feng Yong?" Zheng Hao was a young man after all, and the general had a good temper. After they got to know each other, Zheng Hao interrupted to show off himself.

Zhang Can looked at Zheng Hao, then at the general.

Forget it.

Let it be destroyed. I won’t think about these things anymore and have given up thinking about them.

Whether it was his own speculation, Zheng Yonglian's reminder, or Zhang Can's confirmation, all the evidence pointed to his departure this time to patrol the desert, which must be Feng Yong's conspiracy against him.

The suppression of dissidents to this extent shows that Datong has become semi-warlord.

This has to start with the internal struggle between the emperor and the retired emperor.

The out-of-control infighting in the court and the frequent changes in policies not only caused the Japanese invasion to corrupt the local areas, but also caused the local areas to lose balance. The literati lost control, that is, they controlled the local areas and did not pay taxes to the government.

If a military general loses control, he will control the army and turn it into his own private army.

Originally, in the time and space of the former Ming Dynasty, the Nine Frontiers were not so bad. Although there were frequent mutinies and rebellions, they were all stable. The reason was that the Nine Frontiers were rotten from the root. It is funny to say that the Nine Frontiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty are not rotten to the end, but have allowed the generals to maintain a positive attitude.
There are many things I can learn from, but this is the Great Zhou, and the Great Zhou has its own national conditions. If I only rely on past impressions to do things, it is easy to make wrong judgments. Wang Xin secretly warned himself.

Fatty Feng is too selfish and is not a good partner. What's more, he is so bold and presumptuous that he regards himself as an opponent.

In this case, what should I do to get the most value for money?

If he dealt with Feng Yong himself, suddenly, an idea flashed in his mind, and Wang Xin grasped the idea of ​​his superiors.

This is treating yourself as a pawn.

Feng Yong and Wang Ziteng didn't get along, and Feng Yong's personality was unique. Of all the places he'd been in, the court had to send him here, yet it wouldn't let him belong to Datong. This gave him a certain degree of self-preservation, but also ensured he would be entangled with Datong.
Whose method is this?

It is completely natural and leaves no trace. It is very majestic and extremely tricky. Even if you understand it and see through it, there is no way to solve it.

It doesn't seem like Zhang Jifu's method.

Could it be Zhou Daofeng?

Why did Zhou Daofeng want him to fight with Fatty Feng?

Wang Xin couldn't figure it out, but it didn't matter. It was fine for him to deal with Fatty Feng, but he had to get some benefits out of it. Since his superiors didn't speak directly, it was no wonder that he had to take action.

living comfortably without anybody's help.

Just as he was thinking about it, the scouts brought back news that they were being targeted.

(End of this chapter)