Han Du shrugged noncommittally. Although he didn't know how effective my mother's arrangement was, Han Du had a hunch that this matter was not that simple.
Sure enough, Han Du's worries came true.
That day, my father invited an eminent monk to come to his house. The eminent monk walked around Han's house and left only one sentence: "The feng shui of your house is excellent, and the wealth is endless." Then he left. Even the Han family gave
He didn't take any money from the incense he had prepared, and ran away as if a ghost was chasing him.
Han De was stunned and at a loss.
Han Du moved to another room that day, but at night the knock on the door seemed to follow him everywhere, ringing outside the house where Han Du lived. Han Du glanced coldly at the door, ignored it, and continued to sleep.
Early the next morning, my father and mother hurried to Han Du's house.
Ask him: "Was there any knock on the door last night?"
Hearing this, Han Du nodded calmly.
When Liu saw it, he suddenly panicked and said to himself: "What should I do? Tianjie Temple is already the number one temple in the capital. I didn't expect that the eminent monks of Tianjie Temple could not do anything. How about you go and invite me again?"
Would a higher master come and take a look?"
Han De also looked anxious, but he did not answer the madam's suggestion.
Now that we know that Tianjie Temple is the number one temple in the entire capital, how can it be so easy to invite eminent monks in the temple? How many princes and nobles are there in the entire capital, and how many eminent monks are there in Tianjie Temple? As for the one from yesterday, who can come?
It was all because I, a former second-grade official, had some friendship with him in the past.
Now Han De is helpless.
Seeing that his father had no choice, Han Du directly waved his hand and rejected his mother's idea, saying: "I don't care, it's just some knocking on the door, nothing special. It doesn't have any impact on me. I was not at ease last night."
Had a peaceful sleep?"
Han Du winked at his father.
"But..." Ms. Liu wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Han.
"Okay, Du'er has more opinions than us, so let's just listen to him on this matter."
When Mrs. Liu saw that her master had said this, she had no choice but to put it down for the time being.
Han Du settled down with his parents, and went off on his errand as usual, as if nothing had happened.
When we arrived at Shanziying, a simple military stronghold was built.
Li Wenzhong has been running here every day for the past two days. He is not here to see Shanzi Camp set up camp, but to instruct the craftsmen of the Paper Bureau on how to build the wall.
Han Du ordered Huang Lao and Xiong Shi to obey Cao Guogong's arrangements for building the wall and then stop caring about him.
As soon as Han Du arrived at the military camp, Xu Chengfei greeted him.
"The last general has met the general."
It was the first time that Han Du was called a general. He felt a little weird. He touched his nose and said sheepishly: "You don't need to call me general, just call me your lord."
In Han Du's opinion, someone who can be called a general should at least be a major general. Being called a general at such a young age feels very awkward.
"There are only generals in the military camp, no adults." Xu Chengfei replied coldly.
Now in the Ming Dynasty, due to the uncertainty of the four directions and the remaining Yuan Dynasty, the status of military generals is not inferior to that of civilian officials at all, and is even a little higher than that of civilian officials. However, there are already signs of disloyalty among civil and military officials, and I don't know if it was Lao Zhu who deliberately let it go.
, or the civil and military officials are born with different horoscopes.
As the commander of the first battalion, Han Du liked to be called "sir". This naturally made Xu Chengfei, who was purely a military general, feel a little dissatisfied, thinking that Han Du meant to look down on military generals.
To be honest, Xu Chengfei was not very convinced of Han Du in his heart. In his opinion, it was ridiculous that a person like Han Du, who knew nothing about leading troops in war, could become the commander of the Shanzi Camp.
But there was no way. With the orders from the Ministry of War and Cao Guogong personally coming forward to support Han Du, Xu Chengfei could only swallow his complaints no matter how much he complained.
Xu Chengfei can look down on Han Du, but he can't look down on the Ministry of War, let alone Duke Cao. When it comes to leading troops to fight, he is not worthy of leading horses for Duke Cao. In addition, as soon as Han Du got the news, he said that he would not lead troops to fight.
This made Xu Chengfei's impression of Han Du much better, and he had no objection to Han Du.
Seeing Xu Chengfei's insistence, Han Du went with him.
A general should be a general, not to mention that it is quite satisfying to hear others call him a general. I want to ask, does that man not have a passionate dream of "the mountains are high, the forests are dense, the pits are deep, and the armies are galloping in all directions"?
Waving his hand, Han Du ordered Xu Chengfei, "Gather the people together, I have something to say."
Xu Chengfei glanced at Han Du with a stern expression and remained motionless.
Han Du came back to his senses. He thought what he said was wrong and deliberately refused to listen. He smiled flatteringly and said seriously again: "Okay, I have an order to summon people."
"Yes!" Xu Chengfei bowed, cupped his fists and saluted.
Instead of seeing the shocking sight of neatly running in formation, Xu Chengfei gave an order, and several young generals passed the order separately. Soldiers came out in twos and threes and came listlessly to Han Du's wooden platform.
The old ones had a vicissitudes of life on their faces, and the young ones were also listless, not to mention comparable to the army that had affected them. The feeling these people gave Han Du was worse than the state of the school where students gathered for exercises.
There was no queue, no standing posture, and everyone looked lifeless. Han Du deeply doubted whether they would have come to him if someone hadn't driven them away from behind.
Standing on the wooden platform, Han Du felt like students were gathering in a playground, and the scale was similar.
Seeing that no one had gathered again, he turned around and asked Xu Chengfei, "Has everyone come out yet?"
"General, everyone is here." Xu Chengfei replied.
Han Du nodded and asked: "How many people are there actually now?"
"Well," Xu Chengfei hesitated and replied uncertainly: "About 1,600 people."
Han Du glanced at him and said, well, the deputy general didn't know the exact number of people in Shanzi Camp, so that was enough.
But Han Du didn't say anything, let alone get angry. He also wouldn't ask these soldiers to stand in line to report their numbers. It wasn't that he was unwilling, but that he couldn't do it.
If Han Du told these soldiers now, they would be as confused as if they were listening to a book from heaven.
He cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "I was a civil servant a few days ago, but now I have become your general. I am also very surprised, because I never thought that such a day would come to me since I was a student.