People in martial arts are very familiar with this voice. It is the voice that greets them every day.
More than mere greetings? What Wang Xian gave these martial arts men was respect and love that they had never experienced before. Although more than 13,000 people were crowded together in one place and the military camp was overcrowded, Wang Xian still managed to free up the most important space in the military camp.
They were given a good courtyard to live in, and there was a room for two people. He said that this was the dignity that an officer should have. In addition to housing, this dignity is also reflected in all aspects such as clothing and armor, food, etc. There are many things that people in martial arts are embarrassed to say.
He had already made arrangements for them in advance. He even asked them to report the number of their family members in order to reunite them with their long-awaited family members...
Although Wang Xian is cunning and cunning, he is really sincere towards these martial arts people. Because he knows very well that the wisdom of management lies in heart-to-heart communication. These martial arts people are sensitive and have low self-esteem, and are full of distrust of their superiors. He can only truly control them.
Only when they regard them as their own family will they trust and respect him. And he believes that once this bond is established, it will be unbreakable.
"Military advisor." "Military advisor." Everyone quickly put down the water ladles and basins in their hands, stood up straight, and saluted Wang Xian who came in on crutches... Since the Xue brothers can walk on crutches, naturally he can also walk on crutches.
Can't fall behind.
"Don't be nervous, I am not a villain, and His Highness is not a narrow-minded person." Wang Xian looked at them and smiled: "I see that you have not been very energetic in the past few days, so I came to take a look. It turns out that there is really something there."
Emotions."
"Military advisor, we..." Everyone murmured, not knowing where to start.
"What else should I avoid?" Wang Xian looked at the square-faced man with a smile and said, "Old Xu, tell me."
"Military advisor..." The square-faced man's name is Xu Huaiqing. He is from Jinan Prefecture, Shandong Province. He is a forthright and warm-hearted person. He has the attitude of being the leader of this group of martial arts officers. Wang Xian also entrusted him with the important task of taking charge of this group of martial arts officers.
, I couldn't help but feel guilty at this moment: "We are indeed a little crazy."
"What are you thinking about? Let me guess," Wang Xian said with a smile: "Do you think that those general disciples are back and His Highness is going to put you in the cold palace?"
"We are not women," everyone said with a smile, "and we are still in the cold palace..."
"Oh, she's not a woman?" Wang Xian smiled and said, "Then why do I smell jealousy?
"Forgive me, military advisor, my brothers have been unpopular for two years and it is inevitable to worry about gains and losses." Xu Huaiqing said in a low voice.
"Are you afraid that you are not as good as those general disciples?" Wang Xian sneered.
"What the military advisor said is wrong," the military officers all became excited and said, "We have been practicing martial arts since childhood and have read military books familiarly. Regardless of our personal martial arts skills or leading troops to fight, our self-confidence is not inferior to anyone's. What's more,
They are those second-generation ancestors who are ignorant and incompetent.”
"Then I don't understand, what are you afraid of?" Wang Xian asked curiously.
"We're afraid..." The crowd's voices suddenly trailed off, and Xu Huaiqing said on their behalf: "We're afraid that no matter how good we do, we are just making wedding clothes for them, and we will still be beaten back to our original shape, packed up and gone." Everyone nodded one after another.
, obviously he expressed everyone’s feelings.
"That's it." Wang Xian nodded, stared at him with a strange look and said, "What did I tell you back then? Have you forgotten?"
"It's unforgettable. The military advisor said that since it was you who asked us to come, you will naturally be responsible for us to the end." Xu Huaiqing said with excitement in his eyes.
"If I remember, you can't trust His Highness, and you can't trust me..." Wang Xian asked forcefully.
"That's not true..." Xu Huaiqing's voice gradually became softer: "We are not unreasonable. We know that many times, His Highness and the military advisor are unable to help themselves."
"Don't worry too much here." Wang Xian interrupted him rudely: "His Royal Highness is a great grandson. Although what he said is not a golden rule, he will not change it easily. If someone really puts a big hat on us, I will ask my master to come forward.
Helpful”
"Who is the master of the military division?" After the military commanders came to the Young Army, they had not even left the barracks. Naturally, they had no way of knowing the rumors that had spread outside.
"My master's surname is Yao, and he became a monk at Qingshou Temple." Wang Xian said with a profound expression. Anyway, he has already pretended once in front of the Minister of War, so what's the point of pretending a few more times?
"Oh?" Wu Juren said with wide eyes, "Who is Master Yao?"
"It's him." Wang Xiandao.
"Scared" I heard the sound of a washbasin falling to the ground, and all the military officers looked at Wang Xian differently, because in the hearts of the people of the Ming Dynasty, the old monk had been either deified or demonized. In short, he had escaped from the world of mortals.
Category. Wang Xian is actually his disciple, so at least he is... half-human, half-god, or half-human and half-demon, right?
In short, in the eyes of martial arts people, Wang Xian is different from just now. At first, they just thought that this person was very good, but now they feel that he is very powerful. Why do they feel this way? Nonsense, can Yao Guangxiao's apprentice be very powerful?
Wang Xian once again used the banner as a tiger's skin, which greatly increased the weight of his words and finally calmed their injured hearts. After changing the topic, he said again: "But don't think that I will blindly protect you. Your Highness and
All I can give you is a fair environment. If you don't work hard and are compared with others, then your highness and I will not be blamed."
"Of course." Xu Huaiqing and others were aroused and said loudly: "As long as there is fair competition, we will have nothing to say if we are kicked out." After a pause, they said louder: "But we will never lose.
"
"Don't talk nonsense too early." There was a muffled groan at the door. When everyone saw it, it was Young Master Xue Xun who was also on crutches. They saw him saying with disdain: "You will know who is the idiot after a comparison."
After saying that, he turned around and walked away with his crutches.
"Why is he here?" The military commanders were puzzled. Because they were afraid of conflicts between the two sides, they were far away from the barracks of the generals' disciples and could not normally touch them.
"You continue to wash." Wang Xian said with a smile without any surprise: "I'm leaving first." Then he walked away with the help of everyone.
Wang Xian walked out of the courtyard not far away and saw Xue Xun standing there angrily, so he walked slowly over on crutches.
Young Master Xue has a very strong body, with high protrusions at his temples, as if he has two walnuts hidden inside. He is obviously a master of internal boxing, otherwise he would not have been able to eat forty military sticks without any serious problems. Although Wang Xian can also do some boxing and leg embroidery
, but it was definitely not his opponent. So Xianyun followed behind uneasily, lest he suffer a loss.
Wang Xian waved his hand to signal him not to follow, and laughed loudly on purpose: "Don't worry, Mr. Xue understands the rules now and knows the consequences of beating Shangguan."
The corner of Xue Xun's mouth twitched. If he had done this earlier, he would definitely not have done this. But after knowing that Wang Xian was the old monk's disciple, he could only suppress his anger and said in a low voice: "You walked me here just to let me know."
I listen to this"
"There's no harm in listening, right?" Wang Xian said with a smile: "Does the young master want to back out? No problem, I will give you a way out, just say that your injury has worsened and you need to go home to recuperate, how about?"
"Leave your mother alone..." Xue Xun was about to scold when Wang Xian said coldly: "Insulting a superior officer will punish you with twenty sticks."
"Relax your mother's heart." Xue Xun changed his words subconsciously, because he believed that Wang Xian really dared to fight. A good man can't suffer the consequences of his immediate loss, so he can't let his tongue suffer for a while, and then let his butt suffer. "Didn't you hear what I just said? Than
You won’t know until later”
"This looks like a man." Wang Xian snorted.
"Of course it's a man."
Wang Xian smiled lightly and asked, "How is your injury?"
"I've been torturing my muscles and bones since I was a child. What's this injury?" Xue Xun said, throwing away the crutches, standing up straight, looking at Wang Xiandian as if to demonstrate: "Can you do it?"
"No." Wang Xian shook his head and said with a smile, "It's good if you can stand up straight, otherwise I won't be able to bear it."
"You don't need to be pretentious." Xue Xun curled his lips and said, "Tell me, what are you comparing?"
"We'll know tomorrow."
"Hmph..." Xue Xun groaned and limped away.
Xue Xun walked away before Xianyun came over and said with a frown: "He wanted to do something to you several times just now. What if he can't hold it back?"
"Can't I even parry a round?"
"That's not true, but there is probably a short blade hidden in his sleeve." Xianyun said quietly.
"What?" Wang Xian opened his mouth in shock and said with a numbness on his back: "Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I thought you were confident." Young Master Xianyun said calmly.
"Please, can you have some professionalism?" Wang Xian said depressedly: "You should remind me in time at this time.
"I'm not a professional bodyguard." Xianyun rolled his eyes and said, "I'm hungry."
"Okay..." Wang Xian said helplessly: "Go back and eat."
Early the next morning, His Royal Highness Taisun went to the hall, and all the officers of the young army arrived and filled the courtyard in front of the hall.
Wang Xian stood beside Zhu Zhanji, glanced at everyone with a cold look, and said in a deep voice:
"There are three things. First, after His Highness Taisun's repeated efforts, the Ministry of War has decided that our officers and soldiers will receive equal treatment as those of the pro-army Jingwei."
As soon as this statement came out, all the officers couldn't help but be overjoyed. The army of the Ming Dynasty can be roughly divided into the Jingwei, the personal army directly under the emperor, and the Weisuo army under the jurisdiction of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. There is no doubt that the former's treatment is higher than that of the latter.
Quite a lot, and it is a financial priority guarantee. During the New Year, the rewards received are far more than the latter.
The officer of the Young Army thought that the treatment of reserve soldiers like himself who were not on the roster would not be as good as that of the Guard Army. However, he was naturally surprised that he was treated the same as the Beijing Army.
And does this also mean that in the eyes of the imperial court, the status of this young army is actually very high? Thinking of this, even the Xue brothers, who did not care about the salary at all, felt very excited.