Wang Chengen glanced at Yang Fan who was kneeling on the ground.
He read aloud: "Yang Fan accepted the order and led the Xinghe Group of Zunhua County to Beijing to wait for dispatch. I admire this."
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment, that was it. He understood the vernacular completely. The emperor asked him to take the regiment to Beijing, but he didn't say what he was going to do specifically.
Seeing that Yang Fan was a little unresponsive, Wang Chengen smiled and said: "Yang Qianhu is not ready to accept the order."
Yang Fan quickly thanked him and accepted the order.
"What does Yang Qianhu think of the current situation in the court?" Wang Chengen said with a smile.
"Now in our Ming Dynasty, we have sages and ministers who are virtuous, rivers are clear and seas are beautiful, and all the people praise us. The world is peaceful and prosperous. I am truly lucky to be able to live in this prosperous age."
Yang Fan didn't even think about it, and rainbow farts came rolling out.
"Hahaha" Wang Chengen laughed loudly, "Yang Qianhu is really an upright minister,"
If you want to hear me tell the truth, just dream.
I won't lose my mind and give advice to the leader.
Some of those who gave advice to leaders ended up well.
Don't join the crowd if you don't have money, don't persuade others with soft words.
Even if I really say some good words, what will happen to my current situation?
Although Yang Fan hasn't read much, he still knows the allusion of Tomoko's suspicion of his neighbor. It depends on who can tell him the same story.
Some time ago, Yang Fan went online to browse information about the prosperous ages of Kangxi and Qianlong. He wanted to know how the Qing Dynasty supported 300 million people, but he almost died of nausea due to being kicked by Shiquan.
All the suggestions were given to him, and some of his reasons for giving them were even ridiculous.
These fools who gave opinions thought they were loyal to the emperor, but in the end, others did not need your loyalty, just like Jiao Da in Dream of Red Mansions, who was stuffed with horse dung in the end.
Yang Fan would not do such stupid things out of his mind.
When the leader asks you for your opinion, it’s not that he really doesn’t know what to do. In fact, he has already made a decision himself. Most of the time, it depends on whether your thoughts and concepts are consistent with his. If you answer wrong, I’m sorry.
If you stand aside, you will no longer have a share in the core issues.
"Yang Qianhu, how many people do you have in your team training?" Wang Chengen finally asked a nutritious question.
"To be honest with you, the mountain bandits and horse bandits in Zunhua are very rampant. There are too few people in the 100-household residence of the lower official, and they are often killed and robbed. So we recruited 3,000 regiments, and after more than ten battles with the horse bandits, we suffered heavy casualties.
After the war, there are actually 1,235 soldiers, 255 of whom are disabled. They are currently assigned to Xinghe Academy. Five hundred people have changed their jobs to become steel workers. Currently, there are actually 480 people in the camp. This time I brought 300 people for group training.
.75 servants and 150 workers."
Yang Fan knew that he couldn't hide the fact that he had recruited a group to train to fight against the Jiannu horse bandits at the rocky beach. The emperor wanted to know it was very simple, so he simply told it himself to avoid causing trouble in the future.
I had no choice but to recruit additional troops. When the matter was over, I dismissed all the troops. This was not an act of ambition.
After all, I am a serious military attaché of the Guard, so it would be inappropriate to have additional regiment training. Fortunately, I am still the owner of an iron factory, and using guards to protect my own property is considered to be a public weapon for private use, so I might as well fund a regiment training.
The emperor must also understand this.
Unexpectedly, Wang Chengen sighed: "Why should we disband such good soldiers? It's such a pity."
In his opinion, these veterans who have spent their remaining years after the war are worth their weight in gold. Now is the time for Your Majesty to hire people, so the more soldiers who can fight, the better.
"Well, this official, I really didn't think about it that much. After the war, I just wanted to save some money." Yang Fan said with some fear, "How about I recruit them all back and find some refugees to replace them.
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Wang Chengen understood that the generals of the Ming Dynasty were all hard-hitting people. When soldiers were needed, they held them high and kicked them away when they were not needed. They would not waste a penny of money.
"That's very good, very good. Yang Qianhu, take your servants and these people with you and go to Beijing with our family to wait for orders."
"Your Majesty, I'll send your horse to quickly recruit them to Yangliuqing Town. It will only take two days to take a boat down the river."
"Okay, Yang Qianhu is serious. Your Majesty will never forget your loyal ministers." Wang Chengen looked like you understand.
Yang Fan immediately and knowingly took out a stack of banknotes from his sleeve, stuffed it into Wang Chengen's hand, and whispered: "Please forgive me, father-in-law."
Wang Chengen squeezed it with his hands and found that there were about twenty banknotes worth one hundred taels, probably two thousand taels. He was very satisfied.
If a hundred households come up with this number, that is quite sincere.
How much money can a hundred households make? I guess they made some money in the Chen family this time.
After saying goodbye to Wang Chengen, Yang Fan went directly to find Xiao Niangpi.
Xiao Niangpi and Yang Fan both live in the military camp.
The military camp was set up just outside the town, near the newly built road.
Yang Fan's team training attaches great importance to setting up camp. He first divides the area, then digs drainage ditches, sets up tents, and builds public toilets.
The engineers dug a pressurized water well according to the size of each squadron to solve the water problem. The cooking squad was also responsible for providing two tons of boiling water every day.
A surrounding trench was dug on the outside, a barbed wire fence was erected, and a two-meter-high wall was built with sandbags on the inside. The camp was dismantled, and the soil in the sandbags was poured back into the trench during the exodus to fill the trench.
There is a small courtyard in the middle of the camp, which is the residence of Yang Fan and Xiao Niangpi.
Tu Shanyue got up early and was practicing her gun in the yard. The little girl was wearing a double-breasted hood and looked heroic. She was holding a big gun and the sound of dancing was everywhere.
From the corner of her beautiful eyes, she saw Yang Fan stretching over and shouted, "Hey! You little thief, take a shot from me."
The spear went straight towards Yang Fan.
This shot was as fast as lightning, and it was in front of you in an instant.
The little girl twisted her body and shook, the four and a half meter long gun shaft vibrated, and the whole spear came to life as if it was alive.
The tip of the gun was covered with a red tassel that was more than a foot long, and in an instant, the shadow of the gun filled the sky, sealing a circular area of one meter in diameter in front of Yang Fan.
Yang Fan was stunned for a moment. Dozens of spearheads with red tassels were stabbing at him. He had no idea which one was real and which one was a phantom.
"Ah!" Yang Fan shouted, he was so scared that he peed his pants, and shouted in his heart, these girls are crazy.
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During this period, Yang Fan meditated every night, and his reaction speed and eyesight improved greatly. Although he was regressing at this time, he was still very fast.
"Hey, you hid pretty fast." The little girl was a little surprised.
But then I became even happier. Isn't this the fun thing?
If you're just scared out of your wits, why are you playing?
With a bang, Yang Fan hit a brick wall behind him.
This time we set up camp and surrounded a small courtyard. Zhang Gedao specially prepared it for Yang Fan and Tu Shanyue. After all, the tent was not as comfortable as the house.
"Hahaha, let's see where you, the little thief, are going now." Xiao Niangpi was overjoyed and stabbed him with a spear.
In desperation, Yang Fan twisted his waist to the right, and his little girl's skin was pierced into the brick wall.
Brick dust flew everywhere, and the one-foot-long spear head directly poked a hole in the blue brick wall, and a burst of blue-gray dust was brought out.
Yang Fan was horrified, this girl is really crazy, if she stabs her in the body, she will be ruined even if she wears armor.
I hide, I hide, I hide.
Yang Fan twisted like a loach, making the little girl's petite smile tremble.
"Hey! Little thief, look at the gun." Xiao Niangpi shouted and shot Yang Fan's crotch.
"Oh, you can't pierce it here. If it's damaged, you won't be able to use it in the future." Yang Fan shouted in desperation.
"Young disciple, what are you talking nonsense about?"
Xiao Niangpi instantly blushed with embarrassment, stamped her feet, and angrily stabbed the wall below Yang Fan's crotch.
A murderous aura passed straight through his crotch, and Yang Fan felt a chill down there. Through his clothes, his skin felt goosebumps, and his hair stood on end.
Yang Fan exclaimed in his heart, Kuye, now he has to go with the prince to keep company.
My legs softened and I sat down.
Xiao Niangpi hurriedly turned the gun head sideways, otherwise Yang Fan would sit on the gun blade and really have no choice but to attack and serve the emperor.
"Hi!" the little girl scolded, drew back her spear, turned around and was taken out.
Then the spear was as fast as lightning, thrusting out one after another. Each time it hit the brick, it was immediately withdrawn. The tip of the spear seemed to have viscosity. Each time, a complete green brick was pulled out, without any broken bricks.
Yang Fan sat down on several stacked green bricks. He was still frightened and glared at her angrily.
Looking at the limp Yang Fan, the little girl smiled and cursed: "It's finished."
Throwing down the gun, he walked over and grabbed Yang Fan's belt with three fingers. He picked up Yang Fan and put his arms around Yang Fan's shoulders like a buddy. Yang Fan was 1.75 meters tall and the girl was 1.71 meters tall. Her figure was almost just right.
