As the saying goes, to govern the army, you must first govern the mind.
In this era, including the Guan Ning cavalry, the Qin army, and the Chuang soldiers, they basically all followed the trend of profit, so that they could be unfavorable.
However, Zhu Yixi felt that if another layer of hatred was added to the interests, it would be enough to make the military morale more stable.
As the saying goes, money is not enough to save money.
After all, if someone lends you ten thousand, you can easily forget about it, but if someone lends you one hundred, you will always remember it.
"The morale of the military is available!" Zhu Yixi nodded. The soldiers who were inexplicably angry were the best sharp blades.
"But this is not enough!"
Thinking in his mind, Zhu Yixi turned around and said to Zhu Meng: "In troubled times, business is not easy to do. Go and ask some storytellers to tell the stories of Guan Yu, Yue Fei, Wen Tianxiang and other loyal and patriotic people. Don't be stingy with money and food."
"Yes!" Seeing the increasingly majestic sect leader, Zhu Meng couldn't help but feel nervous.
Immediately, Zhu Yixi selected a dozen or so people among the two thousand people who were proficient in writing, and taught them to write first, and then taught them to others.
In this way, it only took him an hour.
At this time, the sun was setting in the west, leaving only the afterglow.
"Sect Master, the city gate is about to close." Zhu Yi said anxiously.
"Yes!" After putting away the pen, Zhu Yixi got on the carriage and headed for Xi'an City.
Just a hair's breadth away, and the Yongning Gate is closed.
In fact, the Heyang Prince's Mansion is located in Xianning County, but there is no one to inherit the title, so it can only be left empty.
After several generations of Fengguo generals who had been reduced to the lowest level and moved again and again, Zhu Yixi was forced to choose Jinyiwei Qianhu Station.
At night, the city of Xi'an looks particularly empty, with sparse lights and no one on the wide streets. There is only the sound of wheels touching the ground.
"With this situation, no wonder there are gangsters!"
Zhu Yixi opened the car window and couldn't help laughing.
The other people also laughed.
Happy laughter echoed throughout the street.
From Zhu Yi to Zhu Shi, these ten people are all young men of fourteen or fifteen years old. After many days of eating, drinking and training, they have become stronger day by day.
Except for the two guardians left behind, the other eight people are always with him, serving as messengers and personal guards.
“The Dragon Boat Festival is coming——”
After sniffing through his nose, the smell of sulfur was very strong, and Zhu Yixi couldn't help but sigh.
Three months have passed since time travel, which is too much time.
When I returned home and crossed the yard, I saw Wang Xi's study brightly lit.
Zhu Yixi smiled slightly, she was indeed a conscientious person.
Then he knocked on the door: "Prince?"
"Come in!" Wang Xi said casually.
Zhu Yixi opened the door and saw that his desk was covered with pictures of self-generated muskets.
"The flintlock gun you mentioned has a good spring, but the flint has been hard to find."
Wang Xi frowned and said: "I'm afraid there aren't many good flints near Xi'an."
"Don't rush, take your time!"
Zhu Yixi rubbed his head and said: "Flint is usually found by the river bed or in the mountains. If the best flint is not available, you can only use medium flint."
Flint, also known as flint, is the folk fire sickle and can be seen everywhere in nature.
However, if ordinary flint is used with a flint gun, the fire rate will be very impressive.
Therefore, it is best to use good quality flint as much as possible.
Wang Xi could only nod and leave it at that.
Zhu Yixi left his courtyard and returned to where he lived.
"Creak——"
After opening the door, Zhu Yixi glanced at the room and frowned.
I saw that the window was actually closed.
You know, ventilation is good for air circulation, and he is also afraid of the plague.
Is there a thief in the room?
"Zhu Wu, Zhu Liu——"
He closed the door in time, exited the room, and then asked: "Did you close the window?"
"No, Sect Master!" Zhu Wu said aggrievedly: "Without your permission, how could we go in?"
"That would be fun!"
Zhu Yixi smiled: "The thieves hit the bandit, it's really boring."
"Go and bring Xiao Huang over. Then call everyone over. Today we are going to catch the thief."
"Woof woof woof -" Xiao Huang shouted as soon as he smelled the stranger's breath.
For a time, the whole courtyard became lively.
After a while, the two gangsters hiding on the rafters were discovered.
Seven or eight people went up together and won it after a lot of struggle.
Really good skills.
"Spare your life, we are not thieves, we are not thieves -"
One of the men hurriedly said, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe.
"Xiaoba, are you very scared? Do you have any courage?"
At this time, the other one with his face covered made a clear sound.
"Huh?" At this time, Zhu Yixi became interested.
"Take off your face!"
He said softly, found a chair and sat down, like an official reviewing a case.
Soon, a man and a woman appeared in front of everyone.
The man is young and immature, looking about fifteen or sixteen years old, but the woman has an oval face, delicate skin, and charming eyes. There is no autumn in her eyes, only the opposite perseverance.
"Tell me? Why do you want to steal things from me?"
Zhu Yixi glanced sideways and asked: "Who doesn't know that I, Zhu Yixi, have a breeze in my sleeves and a righteousness in the sky? If I come here, you are in the wrong place."
"We are not stealing."
The woman glared and said directly: "We want to take you hostage to save my uncle."
"I want to save my dad!" the boy said hurriedly, struggling.
"Taken hostage?" Zhu Yixi was stunned, looking at the young faces of the two of them, and couldn't help but said: "How can I save your uncle and your father? They were kidnapped by robbers?"
"You forced my uncle into the plague camp. You were so cruel and ruthless."
The woman gritted her teeth and said viciously.
"Plague camp?" Zhu Yixi was stunned, and then said: "Your uncle must have the plague, otherwise how could he enter the plague camp?"
"No!" the boy said hurriedly: "He just coughed and occasionally coughed up blood, and he didn't have any pimples. How could he get the plague?"
"No pimples?"
Zhu Yixi squinted her eyes. Could someone use this to slander her?
"No one has ever had the plague?"
"No."
"Is this true?"
"It's absolutely true."
The two nodded seriously.
"What's your name? Which workshop are you from? I'll find out once I investigate."
When there are many and mixed people, it is inevitable that someone will take advantage of the gaps and take advantage of the opportunity. This is unavoidable.
Zhu Yixi sighed in her heart. If something was inevitable, it would be better to save it in time.
"Sun Changzhou, Tianjingfang."
The girl said crisply.
"I see!"
Zhu Yixi nodded, and then asked others to take him down: "You broke into my home after all. You just stay here tonight. When the matter is investigated clearly tomorrow, I will let you go back."
"OK--"
The girl made the decision directly: "As long as I can save my uncle, it's nothing."
After they were taken away, Zhu Yixi shook his head and thought about it: "Either a yamen servant, a village chief, or finally a soldier."
"Perhaps, we can use this incident to scare the soldiers and make it a long memory."
Turning disadvantages into advantages, Zhu Yixi lamented that she was so smart.