(Yesterday I drank heavily, today I have a headache, tomorrow I will be fine. Now I have two thousand, please be careful, I hope you don’t blame me.)

After more than four days of wind and snow, Wang Yan and his party finally rushed back to their base on the afternoon of the 30th.

I saw a group of people approaching on horseback from a distance, and the soldiers standing guard outside quickly ran towards the military camp.

"My lord is back..."

"My lord is back..."

"Hurry up and boil water for cooking..."

When the people in the military camp who were chatting and gambling on the kang heard this, they cheered and ran out in a swarm. Sun Fugui and a group of Wang Yan's senior officials also came out to greet him.

Although they knew that Wang Yan was powerful, he always kept his head on his waist every time he went out. No one knew whether an accident would come. Xiaobing was okay, after all, he didn't know too much information. But people like Sun Fugui knew the truth.

If something happens to Wang Yan, then everything they have now will be wiped out. Everything they have is tied to this senior guard who is about the same age as their son.

Not long after the people here came out, Wang Yan came roaring with people.

"Arrange to boil more hot water, brothers, take a good wash." Wang Yan got off his horse, then turned around and said, "Hurry up and come in to warm yourself up."

In fact, Wang Yan didn't need to say more. Everyone flew down directly, no matter which room they were in. Anyway, apart from the warehouse in the distance, there was a big kang in every room, so they just went in.

When Wang Yan turned around and gave instructions, only a few of them were slower to hear...

Wang Yan knew that these big-headed soldiers must have complaints in their hearts, but at the same time, he, who was so outstanding, led a garrison of three thousand soldiers and horses and went into battle in person, eating, sleeping and freezing with them. They had many big-headed soldiers.

Chicken feathers? It can also weaken a lot of inner injustice.

Of course, Wang Yan's physique is there. Although it is cold, it is better than what they can withstand... It can't be said that he is bullying others. After all, he has so much energy to get where he is today, and he has suffered countless times.

"Is there anything urgent?" Wang Yan looked at Sun Fugui and the rest of his men.

Sun Fugui thought seriously for a moment and replied: "No."

"Then let's talk about it tomorrow. Let the brothers in the kitchen cook and bring out the wine. Today is the New Year. Let's drink wine and eat meat, so that the brothers can have a good time."

"Yes, sir."

Sun Fugui responded with a smile, and he and the other senior executives dispersed.

When Wang Yan took off his blood-stained battle armor, took a hot bath, and came out with his big bear skin coat, the station was already bustling with activity. There were no lights and decorations, but pigs and sheep were being slaughtered.

The whole place is filled with a scent.

I wandered over to the kitchen and took a look. The dumplings were stuffed with pork and mutton. The pot was full of large pieces of meat, and there were stewed butchered vegetables. There were not many green vegetables because of transportation and preservation.

I only had some carrots and Chinese cabbage to talk about, but overall it was quite rich.

Wang Yan can guarantee that in addition to the more than a thousand people under his control, the two thousand households he later took over and even the entire Ming Dynasty's army, and even the entire world including Houjin, Mongolia, North Korea, and the far west, etc.

The meals during the Mid-Autumn Festival and Chinese New Year are not as good as his.

As for why the two Qianhu Institutes are not comparable, it is because he made some adjustments later.

After he took over the troops of two thousand households, Sun Fugui held a big competition under his instruction. After some competition, he reorganized the team, and the top one thousand of the three thousand households were all

It was under his control, and the remaining ones were divided into one thousand, and then one thousand. The original military households can still challenge, but they can only challenge the most rubbish thousand households, and so on.

In terms of remuneration, the one under his control is naturally the best, and then it goes down step by step. One is to ensure that the top ones pay, and the other is to stimulate the latter. Therefore, the other two thousand households do not have such rich material conditions.

Of course, it's Chinese New Year, and Wang Yan must let them eat the dumplings. As for other wines, don't even think about this and that.

There is not enough space for thousands of people to eat together in the camp. Basically, dozens of people live in a room, sitting around a hot Kang, drinking, bragging, and lamenting about the good life today.

Wang Yan took Sun Fugui and other senior officials to visit each room to express condolences, and finally sat down to eat and drink together.

Although Wang Yan is now a garrison master, he is still too young. He is only seventeen years old after this year. The youngest among his group of senior officials is twenty-nine, and his children are all in their teens to catch up with Wang Yan.

It's not that Wang Yan doesn't give opportunities to younger people, but that in the environment like before, whether it's because of military merit or because of currying favor with the leader, they came up from nothing. The main reason why they can't be promoted is that

Because the background is not enough. And the abilities these people have developed in their wasted time are up to Wang Yan's standards, so it is natural for them to be able to excel.

In addition, Wang Yan didn't have any airs, and he didn't dress up to show off, so everyone had a great time drinking, eating, and chatting together.

But Sun Fugui and others drank a little and let go. Nothing else could compare. Damn, you can't even drink a child. That's a lot of effort to feed Wang Yan.

The king said that he should not be afraid of those who come, he can fight alone and do it with a toast.

Seeing the last person fall, Wang Yan drank the last sip of wine with a smile, got up and walked out unsteadily.

The wine-making skills are not bad at this time, and the wine he drinks is 50 to 60 degrees high. After drinking so much, Wang Yan couldn't hold it anymore, and he was shaking in the aisle...

When he was blown by the cold wind when he went out, Wang Yan regained his energy for a moment. He looked at the stars in the sky, which was rarely seen later, and listened to the shouts coming from time to time, and slowly walked back.

The last time he came back, he handed over more than a thousand heads. Although there were more people this time, he dispersed the team, and the combat effectiveness was different without him taking the lead, so in total, it was almost more than a thousand heads.

He didn't know what Zhu Youxiao's reaction was when he saw so many heads, but he thought he was happy and had deep doubts about the general who had led tens of thousands of troops before. Was it Yang Kou Zizhong who acted as the two of them?

After all, it was only a few hundred people who attacked, killing more than a thousand people in two times. Compared with the previous generals and that army, they lost ground and were driven around. It was a battle of tens of thousands of people, and the result was a victory.

Not worth those hundreds of people? What the hell did the military expenditures of tens of millions of taels a year go to?

Then he found that he couldn't do anything. After digging wood for a while to vent his anger, he turned around and put it in his heart, preparing to kill them all one day...

Why did Wang Yan think so? It was not because he was not promoted because he had more than a thousand heads, but because he was given twenty taels of silver as a token... It was also a matter of age, and his qualifications were not enough. But in the final analysis, it was the decline of imperial power, and it was Zhu who

Yu Xiao couldn't speak well, and he didn't dare to make blind remarks. In this case, what else could he do if he didn't plan wood and build a palace?

If he participated in the martial arts examination and came out, it is impossible to say that his promotion would be faster. After all, the military examination itself is to select generals. But then again, he is a useless little guy who participated in the martial arts examination. Even if he performed well, he would be basically useless.

It's all in vain. Just like civil servants control the civil examination, the military examination is also controlled by the nobles of the Ming Dynasty. It's still difficult...

After returning to his yard and cleaning up briefly, Wang Yan lay down on the warm Kang, closed his eyes and fell asleep...

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