Martial arts exams existed as early as the Tang and Song dynasties, but it was a rare thing in this dynasty. The reason is not difficult to understand, because the military system of this dynasty is different from that of the previous dynasty. Most of the military positions were inherited by Shiyin, and those who started their careers in the military, so martial arts
The military examination has always been regarded as redundant. It was only the year before last that Emperor Yongle discovered that the quality of hereditary officers had seriously declined, so he initiated another military examination.
Although compared with the Ming Dynasty's millions of troops, more than 300 military officers were only a drop in the ocean, but this method of selecting generals was regarded as a huge threat by the generals, so the Five Army Governor's Office refused to accept them. Remembering the old days
For reasons of love, Emperor Yongle had no choice but to give the generals two more years. These poor military officials were temporarily put aside by the emperor for nearly two years...
For two years, these martial arts examiners had no income and were unwilling to go home, so they had to work at the Ministry of War every day. Because the martial arts examination was originally hosted by Jin Shangshu, these martial arts examiners were also considered teachers and students, so of course he was embarrassed to expel them.
, he had no choice but to let them eat and drink. Although he didn't have to pay to feed them, these people were hanging around in front of him all day long, and he would pick them up when he got the chance. This still made Jin Shangshu extremely uncomfortable, and he even dreamed of settling them out.
, got rid of this heart disease.
In fact, when the young army was formed, Shangshu Jin had such a plan, but he gave up because he was worried that the general disciples and the martial arts people would become a mess, spoil the trial of His Highness Taisun, and make it difficult for the emperor to explain. But now, the young army
It seems that the situation over there in the army can't get any worse, so why don't you get rid of this burden?
Having made up his mind, Jin Shangshu immediately wrote a handwritten order and generously gave all 331 military officers to Wang Xian, "Let them come to the military camp to report to you tomorrow."
Seeing that the problem was solved like this, Wang Xian was very happy and thanked him profusely.
Afraid that Wang Xian would make any unreasonable demands again, Jin Shangshu asked someone to carry him out quickly.
Erhei carried Wang Xian out of the Yamen of the Ministry of War, got in the car and returned to the military camp. At this time, Zhu Zhanji had already asked people to clear out his residence. As soon as Wang Xian came back, he went directly to bed and lay down. Although he only suffered
He had some flesh injuries, but he had to stay in bed for a while before he could get off the ground. Otherwise, those guys who were beaten to bruises would be so angry that they would vomit blood.
"Jin Shangshu didn't embarrass you, did he?" Zhu Zhanji asked hurriedly after Wang Xian settled down.
"Fortunately, for Master Yao's sake..." Wang Xian glared at him and said, "I'll see how you end it.
"Hehe, there must be a way for the car to reach the mountain. Let's talk about it then." Zhu Zhanji smiled irresponsibly: "Have you asked about the officer?"
"For Master Yao's sake..." Wang Xian lowered his eyes and said, "Jin Shangshu gave us three hundred martial arts candidates."
"Martial arts examination people?" Zhu Zhanji was not excited at all, and frowned: "You mean, in the military examination of the Ministry of War the year before last, there were more than 300 people who passed the examination?"
Wang Xian nodded.
"Those people are useless, aren't they? I heard they are all trash..." Zhu Zhanji said without feeling too cold.
"Who said that?" Wang Xian asked.
"The general's people..." Zhu Zhanji's voice became smaller and smaller.
"Do you still expect them to say nice things?" Wang Xian rolled his eyes at him: "I think no matter how useless they are, they are all guys who have read military books and can ride a horse and draw a bow, right?"
"That's right." Zhu Zhanji nodded and said, "It is said that the Jin Shangshu exam was still very strict at that time."
"Then how do you say it's waste?"
"It's like this. At that time, the emperor wanted to assign these military officers to the guards in the capital camp to serve as officers for more than a hundred households," Zhu Zhanji said: "The people from the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion said that talking on paper and drawing a bow and shooting arrows could not prove it.
They are qualified officers, and if they want to convince the soldiers, they have to be proven on the battlefield."
Wang Xian nodded and listened to Zhu Zhanji continue: "The emperor felt that the military attachés were right, so he asked the military officers and the generals to each bring a guard and horse to conduct a real-life drill in the suburbs of Beijing. The result was a huge defeat.
They lost, and a big embarrassment occurred during the period. The emperor was so embarrassed that he appointed them as officers and let it go."
"..." After listening, Wang Xian pondered for a moment and asked, "Do you have any other ideas?"
"Okay, give them another chance." Zhu Zhanji could accept the reality and sighed: "I can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor..." As he said this, he slapped Wang Xian on the buttocks, which hurt.
He screamed, and His Highness Taisun suddenly felt happy and said: "Hao Yu, I'm optimistic about you."
In the evening of that day, when the people from the Military Examination Committee went to the canteen of the Ministry of War to have dinner on time, they saw Jin Shangshu, who always avoided them. The people from the Military Examination Department did not bother to grab the food, and surrounded Jin Shangshu, as if they were afraid that he would run away.
After the sir, "Master," screamed, a tall man with a broad mouth asked on behalf of everyone: "Last time, you always said that you could arrange for us to go to the British father's house. Is this still true?"
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"Haha." Jin Shangshu, where is the British prince? He is far away in Cochin. But if it is possible, who wants to go to that smoky barbarian land? Last time I said that they could be sent to Cochin, but it was just perfunctory.
They hoped that they would retreat in spite of the difficulties. Unexpectedly, these guys actually agreed... Fortunately, there was a result today, otherwise it would be difficult to explain to them: "The war in the British Army is going well, and there may be no need to increase the number of troops."
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All the military officers showed deep disappointment, and were about to go back to grab the meal when they heard Jin Shangshu change the topic: "But today, I am going to reveal a mystery for you... Why did the imperial court delay in taking you?"
Need not."
"Why?" This is a question that all martial arts practitioners want to know in their dreams.
"Because it is of great use to keep you here." Jin Shangshu lied without blushing. He clasped his fists towards the north and said, "I think you should know that the emperor has organized a personal army for His Highness Taisun, and ordered the Ministry of War to recruit 20-year-olds from all over the country.
The following young people have joined the army. Now more than 13,000 people have gathered in the military camp in the north of the city, and the officers leading them are you."
He was very excited when he said it, but the military officers did not appreciate it. Come on, they have been in the capital for two years. In addition to eating in the capital, they are just looking for information everywhere. What do they not know? What kind of Taisun's army is just a big toy?
.Is there any serious army called the Young Army?
Seeing that they couldn't cheer up, Jin Shangshu patiently advised: "His Royal Highness Taisun is the crown prince of my Ming Dynasty. It is really a great opportunity for you to serve as his personal soldier."
"I wonder what official position we will have after we get there?" the man in question asked in a muffled voice.
"The young army is still a fledgling army, and all ranks have not yet been determined. It will be determined by His Highness the Grand Sun based on your performance." Jin Shangshu said with a smile.
"Sir, can you guarantee that the young army can be transformed into a regular army?" The military commanders were not stupid and asked directly for the main point.
"Is this..." With Hanwang's gang here, Jin Shangshu couldn't guarantee it, so he had to suppress a smile and reprimanded: "Whether you can be converted into a regular army depends on your performance. If you perform well, of course there will be no problem. Performance
"No, let's just wait to be punished. I still have second thoughts." Finally, he said, "I'll report it tomorrow." Then he walked out of the canteen and left the cafeteria.
Watching Jin Shangshu's figure disappear at the door, all the martial arts suddenly started to move together. There was no way. Although Jin Shangshu acquiesced to their meal, the food prepared in the cafeteria was always not enough. If they were a little slow in grabbing, they would go hungry.
However, the square-faced man had a high status in the martial arts. He did not need to fight. A small man brought a dinner to him, sat down next to him and said: "Brother, are the words of Lord Shangshu true or false? At the beginning,
Is it really for your grandson to win us?"
"That's right." The square-faced man nodded, tore up the black flour pancake, soaked it in the vegetable soup, and said seriously: "I'm planning to let you become the consort when the princess grows up."
"Hey hey hey..." This caused the whole table to laugh strangely...
"How is that possible..." the little man said sarcastically: "It turns out that the Lord is deceiving us."
"Otherwise?" the square-faced man asked in return, picked up a piece of cake that had been soaked but was still hard, took a bite and said, "Sir, you are sending a message to the God of Plague, do you understand?"
"Then what should we do?" Everyone lost their appetite and looked at the square-faced man and said, "Let's just go there.
The square-faced man glanced at the crowd and saw that everyone was looking gray and their clothes were dirty and torn. He couldn't help but darken his eyes and said bitterly: "Do we have any choice?"
"Alas..." Everyone sighed in unison, and then complained about a young man with a gloomy expression: "It's all your fault. If we had won that time, maybe thousands of households would have been fooled by it now. How can it be like this?
He has become a piece of shit that everyone ignores.”
After hearing the accusations, the young man did not refute, but stood up slowly and walked out the door with a gloomy expression.
"Okay, don't talk about him anymore." The square-faced man waved his hands and said, "You still don't understand? Two years ago, it was clear that someone was plotting against us. How can this debt be placed on him?"
"If he hadn't stood up and insisted on unified command and made us all listen to him, we wouldn't have been annihilated." Everyone said in a muffled voice.
"Okay, okay, stop talking and eat quickly." The square-faced man frowned and said, "After eating, go back to bed and gather in front of the military camp before 10:00 tomorrow." Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit sluggish, he slammed the table hard to encourage everyone.
The son said: "Cheer up, don't embarrass us martial arts people. Clean up tonight. Put on the Sichuan brocade jersey given by the emperor after you won the exam, and cheer up to see His Highness the Grand Sun tomorrow."
"But brother..." the little man whispered: "My shirt has been pawned, what should I do?"
"Mine was pawned too..." "Mine too..." Everyone agreed.
"Who else has pawned?" the square-faced man asked with a frown. As a result, most of the people pawned, so he had no choice but to say: "Okay, wear your most decent clothes..."
Encouraged by the square-faced man, all the martial arts officials regained their energy a little. After dinner, they went home to clean up.