Why fight?! If it had been half a month ago, Ma Yueding would have written the four words "fame, wealth and honor" without hesitation. Tang people are straightforward and don't have so many secretive things in their thinking. They never shy away from expressing their feelings about power and power.
The desire for wealth. Especially for military generals, "Fame depends on horseback" is almost everyone's creed, and they don't care to say it in public.
However, now Ma Yue's heart is full of confusion. He has tasted the taste of wealth, and at the same time experienced a bloody betrayal; together with the leader of the local regiment, he gained the unprecedented wealth in just one month.
Unexpected fame, but they were pushed under the enemy's hooves like rubbish by the people who promoted them, becoming abandoned sons and flesh and blood fences; the position of fourth-grade general neither brought him any glory, nor gave him any glory.
Any sense of security he brought only caused him to have a painful and humiliating Spring and Autumn Dream. When he woke up from the dream, all that remained in his heart was deep regret and hatred.
He hates Fang Guan, hates this shameless dog official who tries to use the hands of the rebels to eliminate dissidents. He hates the imperial court, hates this group of blind people, who let down the passion of his brothers. If someone brings it up now, let him do it for him.
If he were fighting for the imperial court and for the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, he would definitely drop his sword and walk far away instead of seeking his own death. But if the battle is not for fame and wealth, not for the imperial court and the emperor, then why?
Thinking of the eyes that could not be closed by the people in front of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, Ma Yue felt chills running down his spine. Unknowingly, sweat dripped down his forehead and his temples in clusters all over his face. No, he, Ma
The reason why a person raises the sword is not for the imperial court, not for fame and wealth, not from the beginning! He just can't stand the atrocities committed by the rebels in his hometown, and can't stand the last bit of his property being taken away. The neighbors and fellow villagers are here.
He was being insulted before his eyes. He and his brothers were fighting for survival and dignity, not for the eternal inheritance of a certain family or surname! But they themselves didn't know it at the time, and they were just acting based on men's instincts.
The purpose of fighting with swords is not for fame and wealth, nor for the power of one family. This Tang Dynasty does not belong to one family. It is the Tang Dynasty of all Tang people, not the private property of a certain family. If the rebels fight
If a man does not stand up and resist when he arrives at the door of his home, he can only watch the last morsel of food being taken away, and his wife and children being bullied. There is no way to escape, and there is nowhere to escape. In the eyes of the intruder, everyone
They are all prey. People don't have time to distinguish who is an obedient citizen who welcomes the king's master, and who is a loyal minister of the Tang Dynasty!
Recalling his experiences over the past month or so, a crazy yet clear thought quickly emerged from Ma Yue's heart and flowed to the tip of his pen. He raised his sleeves, wiped the sweat from his face, and waved his brush. His handwriting was messy and messy.
, but the words are written clearly on the back of the paper. He doesn't care what the consequences will be after handing in his answer sheet. He just wants to write out his feelings and write them out happily. This kind of idea is crazy and is not seen in any sage.
He will not be accepted by most people in the world. If even the Anxi Army cannot tolerate his madness, he can leave without hesitation. From now on, he will not defect to any force, but will raise his own banner and fight with the rebels to the end.
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In only half of the allotted time, Ma Yue handed in his test papers and strode out of the examination room. Compared with the dejected appearance before entering the venue, he could be said to be a completely different person at this moment. From head to toe, he was filled with excitement.
A confidence that cannot be concealed.
Seeing Ma Yue's appearance, the readers such as Guozi Liantian and Mei-beard Shen guessed that he had done very well in the exam. They walked over with a smile and asked in a low voice: "How is it? Is it easier than the questions we encountered?"
many?!"
"It's hard to say, easy to say, it just depends on each person's luck!" Ma Yue smiled and gave an ambiguous answer.
Several readers were not willing to be dealt with by him using such vague words, and gathered around to ask about the specific content of the exam. Ma Yue answered without any concealment, which naturally triggered a heated debate.
Fortunately, with the previous exam as a foreshadowing, although everyone could not reach a consensus on the last question, they did not have to fight each other again. I just felt that based on the huge differences between each other's opinions, some people must have no chance with the Anxi Army.
Unexpectedly, a few days later, a petty official suddenly came to deliver the order and summoned all those who had taken the exam, regardless of their views, to the Military Envoy Yamen.
Zhao Huaixu, the military envoy of the Anxi Army, was a neat man. He simply said a few words on behalf of the Jiedu Envoy, and then ordered his subordinates to take out a pile of gold-painted petitions and distribute them to everyone one by one according to their names.
Exit. Then he ordered everyone to enter the camp as soon as possible to familiarize themselves with the rules of the Anxi Army and the specific responsibilities of each person.
The person whose surname is Tian Mingmao, who reads the Chinese character face, was awarded the seventh-grade civil service, and was sent to serve as an adviser to Song Wu, the envoy to the Anxi camp. The man with the beautiful beard, whose surname is Shen Mingbin, was also awarded the seventh-grade civil servant, and stayed with Zhao Huaixu. Other readers, or
He stayed in Anxi as an errand in the governor's camp, or joined the army as a soldier in each battalion. His official position ranged from seventh to eighth rank.
Ma Yue was originally a fourth-rank Mingwei general, but this time he still received the same rank. What he was actually awarded was the captain of the selected front camp. Although his power was far less than when he was under Fang Guan's tent, he still had three hundred
Yu Xinbing became a direct subordinate and was no longer an ordinary general.
Everyone was overjoyed and congratulated each other one after another. Apart from being happy, they also felt that this time they were not able to be personally received by the Jiedushi Master, which was a bit of a fly in the ointment. They frowned and talked reluctantly: "I don't know what the Jiedushi Master is busy with these days.
What, you can't even spare the time to meet me, this, the Anxi Army, the threshold is too high."
"That's right, that's right. The ancients still knew how to buy horse bones with a thousand pieces of gold. Although we are not as talented as wind instruments, we..."
"Yes, although the official position given to us is not low, it is not suitable for employing people after all!"
"Alas, who knows what your lord thinks..."
While I was sighing, I suddenly heard someone next to me say: "Isn't it easy to see my general? Take the initiative to go to the front line. As long as you dare to rush to the front row, you are guaranteed to see the grace of my general!"
Everyone was shocked and turned around quickly, explaining to the speaker that they were not dissatisfied with the treatment provided by Anxi's army, but that they had admired Wang Xun, the governor for a long time, and regretted that they could not thank him in person for his promotion. That Anxi
The military general shrugged, his bronze face full of goodwill: "No need to thank you. The Anxi Army is not like the imperial court, which does not pay attention to the red tape. As long as everyone has real skills and is willing to work hard, there will be no worries.
I won’t use him again. I won’t tell you anymore, you can feel it yourself. Hurry down and familiarize yourself with military affairs. In three days, we will set off together to fight Sun Xiaozhe!”
"Decisive battle?!" Everyone was in high spirits. They stopped thinking and went to report to their respective commanders. The bronze-faced Anxi Army general took a few steps outside, then turned around and asked loudly: "Ma
Yue, Sun Anguo, Zheng Qigui, the three of you go back to the inn to pack your luggage first, and then follow me directly. The chief officer of the Xuanfeng camp is Zhu. We will take you there directly to save you from wasting your efforts to find Xuanfeng.
The camp of the camp!”
Hearing this, Ma Yue and others secretly screamed "bad luck" in their hearts. They hurried back to tidy up and followed the boss surnamed Zhu in fear.
Although the general surnamed Zhu spoke directly, he had a good heart. Seeing the cautious looks of Ma Yue and the others, he smiled and comforted in a low voice: "You don't have to be like this. Who is behind your back? Why don't you say a few words?"
Complain?! Not to mention that the general had no chance to hear what you just said. Even if he heard it, he wouldn't care. Don't worry, in our Anxi Army, we have never heard of anyone being deliberately made difficult for just because he said a few complaining words.
It’s there!”
"Thank you for your advice, General!" Ma Yue, Sun Anguo, and Zheng Qigui bowed their hands to Mr. Zhu in thanks.
"Why are you being so polite? I told you, there are not so many red tapes in the Anxi Army!" General Zhu waved his hand, pulled his mount forward quickly, and ordered loudly, "This place is still far away from the front selection camp.
Let’s get to know each other first. My name is Zhu Wuyi. I am currently the General of Guide. I am in charge of the forward selection battalion. I am responsible for training new recruits and strong civilians, and delivering elites to other battalions. The three of you also signed up with your own surname. Zhu, okay now?
Number!"
"Ma Yue, the last general! Once upon a time, I was on the Lingwu side, where I was a small school leader who led a charge into battle. When he was defeated in front of the Yellow Emperor's Mausoleum, his life was saved by the general, so he rushed over to follow him."
"Your Majesty, Sun Anguo! I have admired the reputation of the General for a long time, so I am willing to do my little bit."
"Humble job, Zheng Qigui! I was originally working as a clerk in the Ministry of Household Affairs. I just escaped from Chang'an City half a month ago and wanted to find a job under the general's command!"
The three of them quickly stopped and solemnly introduced themselves to Si. Zhu Wuyi listened quietly, nodded, and said with a smile: "That's right. There is a shortage of a manager and a manager in Zhu's camp.
Sicang and a general who are familiar with recruit training probably sent the three of you here because they were annoyed by Zhu. Now that's good, Zhu will be able to worry less with you here in the future. No need.
Like a while ago, I was so busy that I couldn’t even find the time to get a good night’s sleep!”
"Please ask General Zhu for your support in the future!" Ma Yue and others bowed their hands and greeted Zhu Wuyi politely again.
"You're welcome, you're welcome. We just take care of each other. Zhu has not read for a few days and is not very good at talking. In short, everyone, please relax, as long as you work hard, Zhu will never treat anyone badly!"
"General Zhu thinks so highly of us, how dare we not die?!" Everyone nodded and responded in unison.
Although the polite words were spoken loudly, they each had different feelings in their hearts. Especially Ma Yue, who had gone from being a leader of the people to a new military captain. No matter how he thought about it, he felt that he had to walk the same path all over again. It was inevitable.
I was secretly vigilant in my heart. In the dead of night, I thought to myself: "It is said that it is a vanguard camp, but it is probably like the Lingwu side. It is just destroying dissidents under some pretext. Regardless of him, if the Anxi Army here and Lingwu side
If he is virtuous, Ma will just find an opportunity and run away. Anyway, on the battlefield, no one has time to keep an eye on a little captain."
