Holding the diabolo, which was covered in scratches but still strong, Wang Hongyu realized Zhang Juzheng's wisdom and hard work. All this will not be a flash in the pan, because it is in my hands, Wang Hongyu.
"Uncle...look at me!"
Wang Hongyu's eyes were full of determination.
"By the way, what does seal whip feel like?"
Qi Jiguang gave Zhang Juzheng a seal whip, which I had never heard of before.
Zhang Juzheng does not need Wang Hongyu's sympathy. After all, he is a great man who has enjoyed all the fun of this era while pointing his left hand to the sky in a super luxurious sedan.
I'm still too far behind, let's make some money through the watch shop first.
Return to the courtyard in the city and arrange for the clock shop to focus on repairs first, then to make some larger clocks that cannot yet chime on their own, and then to make self-chiming clocks.
Li Tiezhu is the core craftsman, and he is the only one who has mastered the technology of making clocks so far, so he wants to stay in the capital; Meng Biao can act alone, is good at intelligence and combat, is very credible, and is the most suitable person to be in charge of this intelligence point, so
It should also stay.
"No! I want to go with my cousin!"
Li Tiezhu was still shaking his fat head like a rattle, and he was determined not to stay in the capital.
"You can stay and specialize in making clocks. You will have enough money to eat delicious food every day, and you can also make more money for your brother. You will have a good life in the future~" Wang Hongyu persuaded Li Tiezhu with the most tempting content.
"delicious......"
Li Tiezhu's expression was a little painful, and the small features on his fat face were squeezed together little by little, but suddenly he became fierce and said resolutely:
"No, I must go with my cousin!
It will be dangerous if you go to the Liaodong front line!
I want to follow suit and build armor and firearms."
Li Tiezhu burst into tears. Although he had read little, every word he spoke came from the bottom of his heart.
Wang Hongyu patted Li Tiezhu on the shoulder.
The Liaodong group was very dangerous. Wang Hongyu knew better than most people of this era how powerful Nurhaci and Huang Taiji were, so of course he felt fear in his heart.
However, I have no intention of escaping, nor do I want to become Ding Yuanbo and hide away from my life in a wretched way.
Because that means that the last field elites of the Ming Dynasty will be destroyed, and they will abandon all existing relationships and fetters, and recruit, raise, and train troops from scratch, and conduct actual combat exercises...
All of this will still be watched by the Crown Prince and the Donglin Party... Isn't this nonsense?
Who doesn't want to do something? If you use you, you are a talent, if you don't use it, you will be a waste. If you seize the opportunity, you can achieve something. If you miss the opportunity, you will regret it for the rest of your life.
"Wait carefully. I will return victoriously from Liaodong and enjoy the money you helped me earn."
When Li Tiezhu heard what Wang Hongyu said, he stopped sobbing, with a strange expression on his face. He hesitated for a while and said:
"What you said seems too unreliable. Besides, compared to clocks and briquettes, I am better at making weapons!
Especially firearms and armor! I am from a military background and can make them. If you look for other craftsmen, most of them can't make them. Of course I will do it at all costs!"
Li Tiezhu's determination shocked Wang Hongyu. He was really not qualified to let him stay here and only do the single thing of making clocks.
It was irresponsible to take him to Liaodong, but it would be even more irresponsible to leave him behind.
When going to Liaodong, you can also stay in safe areas such as Guangning, which does not mean you must go to the front lines of Liaoyang and Shenyang.
"Well, then I'll leave it to my cousin!"
"Yeah! Look at me!"
Li Tiezhu followed, and Meng Biao walked past the shops in this area of the capital.
There must be someone who can control it.
Of course, Meng Biao understood and agreed to Wang Hongyu's arrangement to search for information, accumulate resources, and provide them with as much support as possible.
...
After making arrangements, we left the city and returned to Shunyi and the Southern Army camp in Pinggu the next day.
"What! You refused to go back to the Southwest and insisted on going to Liaodong!"
After Zhou Dunji heard this, the veins on his forehead jumped and he stared at Wang Hongyu like a child who made a mistake.
"Well, I think Liaodong is the most critical, so of course I have to be with you."
Wang Hongyu did not say anything exaggerated about his rejection of Ding Yuanbo, but he concealed something and showed some guilt.
Zhou Dunji shook his head after hearing this.
The third brother originally went to take the martial arts examination, but when he encountered danger, he came to serve in the army and became famous for his meritorious service.
Logically speaking, one should return to the martial arts examination to gain status, improve his position, make good friends with the royal family, and strive for a title.
"Third brother should go get the martial arts scholarship and compete for the martial arts champion!"
The eldest brother is serious and considerate, and he is doing everything for his own good.
However, Liaodong is the most critical node at this time.
The bloody battle of Hunhe River was the last roar of the Ming Dynasty field army since the Wanli period.
If we don't change, the eldest brother will be killed in the Hunhe River, and the second brother will rush forward with a death wish...
Wang Hongyu organized his words and spoke very calmly: "Today's martial arts officers have mostly forgotten their duties as generals. Whether they are taking the martial arts examination or receiving military honors, these are not their duties."
I lamented in my heart that the Ming Dynasty was not a brave army and people. The last field army since the Three Great Conquests of Wanli was right in front of me. How could it be that they were shouting about defeating the Manchus and actually watching their destruction?
"The ambition is to eat the meat of Huns when they are hungry, and to drink the blood of Huns when they are thirsty!"
Yue Wumu's words tell the generals and soldiers what their duties are."
If you don’t do this well, are you waiting for history to be deleted and poetry to be castrated?
Sighing, Zhou Dunji certainly understands this truth. If his third brother can do this, he will definitely be able to revitalize China's martial ethics in the future.
However, he still didn't want his third brother to go to Liaodong.
"Look who should go to Liaodong!"
Zhou Dunji dragged Wang Hongyu outside the camp and walked past each military camp. Each camp was filled with veterans, either with gray hair or with scars all over their bodies, as well as ex-offenders who had been tortured in prison.
Most of the Sichuan troops are veterans, 70% are veterans over 40 years old, and nearly 40% are over 50 years old.
The generals are also veterans and have committed crimes. The eldest brother, second brother, Zhang Mingshi, and even Qi Jin all committed crimes and made meritorious deeds.
"He is a veteran! He is a criminal! He is a person who is about to be forgotten, a person who will not be recorded in the history books!" Zhou Dunji angrily yelled.
"You are still a child, and you are the one we want to protect. Please go back and grow as much as possible, and become as strong as possible in peace..."
When Zhou Dunji said this, he recalled too many colleagues who had stayed in Liaodong forever and no one remembered them...
"They will not be forgotten, because I am determined to eat Hulu meat!"
Hold the elder brother's shoulders and tell him that he is with these veterans.
There is no doubt about his attitude. The more veterans are at the front, the harder it is to leave them alone.
"You! Who did you learn these words from..."
The wrinkles on Zhou Dunji's face became deeper, but he couldn't refuse without mercy.
"You are so dishonest~"
Qin Ling said leisurely and leaned over gently.
"Yes, if you continue to refuse, you will be looking down on him."
Zhang Shenwu also watched for a long time, although even Zhou Dunji may not have noticed that he was nearby just now.
The eldest brother no longer refused, and Wang Hongyu was finally able to embark on the road to Liaodong.