high official

Chapter 257

Martial arts existed as early as Tang and Song Dynasties, but it is a rare event in this dynasty.The reason is not difficult to understand, because the military system of this dynasty is different from that of the previous dynasty. Most of the military positions are inherited by Shi Yin, and those who start from the army, so martial arts have always been regarded as superfluous.It was only in the year before last that Emperor Yongle launched another martial arts exercise because he discovered that the quality of hereditary officers had seriously declined.

Although compared with the millions of troops of the Ming Dynasty, more than 300 martial arts candidates are just a drop in the ocean, but this method of selecting generals is regarded by those generals as a great threat, so the five army governors refused to accept them.Because of old love, Emperor Yongle had no choice but to give Jiangmen another two years, and these poor martial arts people were temporarily put aside by the emperor, and it lasted for nearly two years...

For two years, these martial arts practitioners had no income and were unwilling to go home like this, so they could only rely on the military department every day.Because Jin Shangshu presided over the martial arts at the beginning, and these martial arts practitioners were considered teachers and students. Of course, he was embarrassed to push them out, so he had to let them eat and drink.Although he didn't need to pay for them to support them, these people dangled in front of his eyes all day long, and when they seized the opportunity, they were soft-spoken, which still made Jin Shangshu extremely uncomfortable. He even wanted to resettle them out in his dreams.

In fact, at the beginning of forming the young army, Jin Shangshu had such a plan, but he was worried that those general disciples and martial arts practitioners would get into a pot of porridge, which would ruin the trial of His Royal Highness, and the emperor would not be able to explain it.But now, it seems that the situation on the side of the young army can't get any worse, so why not get rid of this burden?
After making up his mind, Jin Shangshu immediately wrote a transfer order in hand, generously donating all 330 martial arts candidates to Wang Xian, "Let them come to the barracks to report to you tomorrow!"

Seeing that the problem was solved in this way, Wang Xian was very happy, and he quickly thanked him.

Fearing that Wang Xian would make any more unreasonable demands, Jin Shangshu asked people to recite him quickly.

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Erhei carried Wang Xian out of the yamen of the military department, got into the car and returned to the barracks.At this moment, Zhu Zhanji had asked his residence to be cleaned up. As soon as Wang Xian came back, he went to bed and lay down.Although he only suffered a little flesh injury, he had to stay in bed for a while to get out of the ground because of all the acting.Otherwise, those guys who were beaten to pieces would have to vomit blood in anger.

"Jin Shangshu didn't make things difficult for you, did he?" Zhu Zhanji hurriedly asked after Wang Xian settled down.

"Fortunately, for Young Master Yao's face..." Wang Xian gave him a look and said, "I'll see how you end up."

"Hey, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. We'll talk about it then." Zhu Zhanji smiled irresponsibly: "Did you ask about the officer?"

"For Master Yao's sake..." Wang Xian lowered his eyelids and said, "Jin Shangshu gave us three hundred martial arts examiners."

"Wuju people?" Zhu Zhanji was not excited, and frowned, "You mean, did you mean that there were more than 300 people who passed the military examination in the Ministry of War?"

Wang Xian nodded.

"Those people are useless, right? I heard they are all trash..." Zhu Zhanji said not too coldly.

"Who said that?" Wang Xian asked.

"The gatekeeper..." Zhu Zhanji's voice became smaller and smaller.

"You still expect them to say good things?" Wang Xianbai glanced at him: "I think, no matter how bad they are, they are all guys who have read military books and can ride horses and bows, right?"

"That's right." Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "It is said that Jin Shangshu's exam was still very strict at that time."

"Then how do you say it's trash?"

"It's like this. At that time, the emperor wanted to assign these martial arts candidates to the guards of the Beijing camp to serve as officers of more than a hundred households," Zhu Zhanji said: "The people in the five-army governor's mansion said that talking about soldiers on paper and drawing bows and arrows can't prove it." They are qualified officers, and to convince the soldiers, they have to see the truth on the battlefield."

Wang Xian nodded, and listened to Zhu Zhanji's words: "The emperor felt that the military officers were right, so he asked the martial arts officers and the generals to bring a guard and horse, and practiced in the suburbs of Beijing with real soldiers, and the result was a big defeat. Lost, and there was a lot of ugliness during the period, and the emperor felt ashamed, and using them as the appointment of officers would be nothing."

"..." After listening, Wang Xian pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you have any other solutions?"

"Okay, give them another chance." Zhu Zhanji could accept the reality, and sighed: "I can only be a dead horse as a living horse doctor..." As he said, he slapped Wang Xian's ass, which was so painful He let out a cry, and His Highness Taisun suddenly felt relieved and said: "Do well, I am optimistic about you!"

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In the evening of that day, when the Wuju people went to the canteen of the Ministry of War for dinner on time, they saw Jin Shangshu who was always avoiding them.Wuju people didn't care about grabbing food, they surrounded Jin Shangshu in the middle, as if they were afraid that he would run away.

After yelling "Lord of the Ministry" and "Teacher", a tall man with a wide mouth asked on behalf of everyone: "Last time you kept saying that you can arrange for us to go to the British public, but I don't know if you still say that. Count?"

"Hehe." Jin Shangshu is sweaty, where is the Duke of England?Far away in Cochin!But it is possible, who wants to go to that kind of smoky and barbaric place?Last time I said that I could send them to cochin, but I was perfunctory to them, hoping that they would retreat in spite of difficulties.Unexpectedly, this group of guys actually agreed... Thanks to the results today, otherwise it would be really difficult to explain to them: "The war is going well with the British Duke, and there may be no need for additional troops..."

All the martial arts men showed deep disappointment, and were about to go back to grab food, but they heard Jin Shangshu change the subject: "But today, I will reveal a mystery for you...Why did the imperial court take you, but it took so long Need not."

"Why?" This is the question that all martial artists want to know in their dreams.

"Because it is of great use to keep you!" Jin Shangshu lied without blushing, cupped his fists and said to the north: "I think you should know that the emperor formed a pro-military army for His Royal Highness, and ordered the Ministry of War to recruit 20-year-old soldiers from all over the country. The following youths have joined the army, and now more than [-] people have assembled in the barracks in the north of the city, and the officers who lead them are you!"

He was very excited when he said it, but all the martial artists didn't appreciate it.Please, they have been in the capital for two years. Apart from spending time in the capital, they are just looking for news everywhere. What don't they know?What Taisun Qinjun is just a big toy.Does the serious army have a young army?
Seeing that they couldn't cheer up, Jin Shangshu patiently persuaded: "His Royal Highness Taisun is my heir apparent, it is really a great opportunity for you to be his pro-army."

"I don't know what kind of official position we will be in after we pass by?" the man on the other side asked in a muffled voice.

"The young army is still in its infancy, and all ranks have not yet been determined, and His Royal Highness will depend on your performance." Jin Shangshu said with a smile.

"Master Butang, can you guarantee that the young army can be converted into a regular army?" The martial arts masters were not stupid, and asked the main point.

"Is this..." With Han Wang and his gang around, Jin Shangshu didn't dare to guarantee the ticket, so he could only suppress his smile and reprimanded: "Whether you can be converted into a regular army depends on your performance! If you perform well, there will be no problem. If you don’t perform well, just wait to be punished, and think twice!” Finally, he said, “Let’s report tomorrow.” Then he walked out of the crowd and left the cafeteria.

Seeing the figure of Jin Shangshu disappearing at the door, all the martial arts suddenly moved together.There is no way, although Jin Shangshu tacitly allowed them to eat, but the food prepared in the cafeteria is always not enough, if the food is a little slow, you will be hungry.

However, that square-faced man has quite a position in martial arts, so he didn't need to grab it. A small man brought a dinner in front of him, sat down beside him and said, "Brother, are the words of Master Shangshu true or false? To win us, is it really for the grandson?"

"That's right." The square-faced man nodded, tore up the black-faced pancakes, soaked them in the vegetable soup, and said solemnly: "I'm planning to let you be the son-in-law when the princess comes of age."

"Hey hey..." The people at the table laughed strangely. .

"Then how is it possible..." The little man said awkwardly, "It turns out that Master Butang lied to us."

"Otherwise?" The square-faced man asked back, picked up a piece of pancake that had been soaked and was still hard, took a hard bite and said, "The Lord of the Ministry is sending the plague god, understand?"

"Then what should we do?" Everyone lost their appetite, looked at the square-faced man and said, "Just go like this?"

The square-faced man glanced over the crowd, only to see that everyone's complexion was gray and their clothes were dirty and torn. His eyes darkened and he said bitterly, "Do we have a choice?"

"Alas..." Everyone sighed in unison, and then they all complained about a young man with a gloomy expression: "It's all your fault, if we won that time back then, maybe thousands of households would have become it now, why is it like this now, It has become a stinky piece of shit that everyone ignores!"

After hearing all the accusations, the young man didn't refute, but stood up slowly, and walked out the door with a gloomy expression.

"Okay, don't talk about him anymore." The square-faced man waved his hand and said, "You still don't understand? That time two years ago, it was clear that he was plotting against us, how could this be blamed on him! "

"If it hadn't been for him to insist on unifying the command and let us all obey him, we wouldn't be wiped out." Everyone said in a muffled voice.

"Okay, okay, stop talking, hurry up and eat." The square-faced man frowned and said, "Go back to sleep after eating, and gather in front of the barracks before [-] o'clock tomorrow." Seeing that the atmosphere was a little sluggish, he patted the table again to encourage everyone The son said: "Cheer up, don't embarrass us martial arts people! Clean up tonight, put on the Shu brocade battle robe given by the emperor after winning the exam, and go to see His Royal Highness tomorrow!"

"But big brother..." The little man whispered, "My shirt has been pawned, what should I do?"

"Mine was pawned too..." "Mine too..." Everyone echoed.

"Who else has been pawned?" The square-faced man frowned and asked, but most of them were pawned, so he had no choice but to say, "Okay, wear your most decent clothes..."

Encouraged by the square-faced man, all the martial arts talents raised their spirits a little bit, and after a few bites of dinner, they went home to pack up.

(End of this chapter)