Drawing pie in the air was a technique he learned from the old principal at school in his previous life. Yun Zheng didn't dare to recall it at all. He felt sad when he thought of the old guy deceiving him, and he made his blood boil and his eyes tremble when he deceived a promising young man.
Hong volunteered to teach the demon class.
If it were put to the current Yun Zheng, he would definitely shake his head resolutely and educate those good children who are obedient and as well-behaved as sheep. The group in the devil class received half a Western education in the West and were influenced by the thick black theory of China.
The hopeless little bastards are basically a teacher’s nightmare, mixed with some seriously distorted psychology and self-righteous little bastards who have no understanding of society and reality. As a teacher, there is no way to survive. You can’t be beaten, scolded, or...
We must be equal, and the word equality is what Yun Zheng hates the most.
Compared with those little villains, the soldiers of Wu Shengjun in front of them were so innocent that it was shocking. An illusory pie made these people disperse and return to their military camps one by one with their most wonderful fantasies. The commotion in Dujiangyan Military Camp
It ended before it could even begin, and the camp returned to its former peace at sunset.
After hearing about the commotion in the Dujiangyan military camp, Liu Yucheng rushed to the military camp as if he had been hit in the head, and hurriedly ordered the soldiers to open the door.
Bai Shiqi entered the military camp like a whirlwind, but did not see any rioting soldiers. He only saw small groups of soldiers sitting in the open space on the school field chatting at dusk. Yun Zheng was lying on the chair with his arms and legs spread out.
Seeing him coming, he hurriedly got up and prepared to greet him.
"Did you repress? How many casualties were there?" Liu Yucheng believed in Yun Zheng's ability to quickly quell the riots. Now he just wanted to know how many people died. As long as there were not many dead, he would not report it.
"Suppression? Who is suppressing? Ming Gong has military affairs assigned to you?" Yun Zheng scratched his head and asked in confusion.
Liu Yucheng said angrily: "You still want to hide it at this time? The Dujiangyan Water Supervisor reported that the people in your Wu Shengjun camp were shouting and making endless noises, which is a riot. This happens every time the Xiang Army changes camps. Is your Wu Shengjun an exception?"
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "That's it, no one rioted. It was the humble job that gathered everyone and told them about the past of Jiazi Camp. They didn't believe it and made some messy remarks. So what kind of riot happened? By the way.
, I will also dismiss the military personnel of thirteen households today and let them return to civilian households. I also ask Ming Gong to change the situation."
"No one died? You Yun Changsheng quelled the riot and no one died?"
"Oh, Ming Gong, no one really died. No one died in the riot. How can the camp be so quiet after the death? Look, the workers are working, the martial arts practitioners are practicing martial arts, and the marching practitioners are practicing the marching technique.
It will be time to eat in a while, you came just in time, and Bei Zhi was just about to say, can you give Bei Zhi some more low-priced rice?"
Liu Yucheng ignored the nagging Yun Zheng and quickly circled around the military camp on his horse. He even took a look at the houses behind him. The soldiers might be able to disguise themselves and make the women and children look like soldiers.
It's difficult to be calm.
The residential area is very quiet, it's already dinner time, so every household is cooking, and the smoke is lingering in a peaceful atmosphere. Children are playing in the big yard, and some old soldiers gather around and chat. It doesn't take much time.
, the voice of the woman calling her father and son came and went. She was calling her family to go home for dinner.
This was irrefutable evidence that no riot had occurred. Liu Yucheng returned to Yunzheng's office full of suspicion, only to see that Yunzheng had arranged a table full of food on the table.
Liu Yucheng and Yun Zheng were not polite. They came in a hurry and did not eat. Since Yun Zheng was so attentive, they would enjoy it. Considering how much they cared about him, there was no reason why they should not accept it with peace of mind.
Liu Yu was fifty years old and had bad teeth, but he liked the big bones stewed in Jiaziying the most. Yun Zheng knew Liu's habits, so he specially made a large pot of boiled and mashed big bones, and placed a reed pipe next to it.
It’s so convenient for Lao Liu to suck bone marrow and eat it.
Liu Yucheng, who was full of wine and food, regretfully put down a big bone and took a sip of wine and said: "What happened today?"
Yun Zheng said with a smile: "Several veterans of Wu Shengjun felt that the people in Jiaziying were too comfortable, so they clamored for the same treatment. You also know that this is the result of hundreds of battles in Jiaziying, and it is impossible for everyone to enjoy it."
So, I returned the citizenship of the few leaders who made a lot of noise and let them make a living on their own. Then I told the remaining people how to live a life like Jiaziying. Now everyone is in good spirits.
Very good, I'm eager to make meritorious service to the court."
Liu Yucheng sighed and said: "I know that the imperial court is unreasonable to you. It requires you to train troops and provide for the people, which makes it difficult for you. However, the requirements of civil servants for generals have always been like this, and they are not specifically aimed at you. This
You have to understand one thing."
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "Who said the people are a burden? Give me the people together so that I can have money to train my troops. If you only give me 10,000 soldiers, that will be a big trouble for me. Use the relatives of your subordinates.
At least feel relieved."
Liu Yucheng put down the linen cloth he was wiping his hands with and looked at Yun Zheng and said: "I always feel that your ideas are very different from ours. It's too late now. Since you have time, you can talk to me carefully.
How do you use these women and children to feed your ten thousand soldiers?"
Yun Zheng chuckled and said: "This matter requires Ming Gong's help, because the place where women and children are placed is not in Shuzhong, but in Huanzhou and Qinfeng Road. This is somewhat inconsistent with the imperial system, so it is necessary
Ming Gong, please be considerate."
Liu Yucheng laughed and said: "Xiang Bing's family is a piece of plaster that no state can get rid of. No one wants it. If Zhong'e and Fu Bi don't object, there will be no problem here. I don't need Zhou Quan."
, I can tell you now, and I will be very grateful."
After Monkey and Han Niu took away the remaining seats and served freshly brewed tea, and after Liu Yucheng drank the tea for a while to relieve the greasiness, Yunzheng took out the contract he signed with Zhonge and pointed at the map.
He opened a large piece of open space and said: "Ming Gong, this is a piece of open space that Hsiao Zong bought from Zhong E with his war horse. It is enough for Hzong to accommodate these women and children. As early as when the contract was established, I asked Zhong E to build a house here.
The fortress is just an empty city. Once these women, children, veterans and eliminated soldiers move in, the defense of this fortress needs to be handed over to their hands. This will be the fundamental location for our Wusheng Army and cannot be lost."
Liu Yucheng nodded and said: "I heard that during the battle of Kongtong Mountain, both Zhonge and Fubi owed you a favor. Isn't it difficult to build a fortress in the northwest? You only need to use loess and tamp it with wheat straw.
It doesn’t cost much food. If I were a traitor, I would give you a large piece of wasteland and build you a fortress. If I could exchange it for a thousand war horses, I would do the same.
I'm not surprised about this. I'm just curious about how you can support the people now that you have a castle? It's a wasteland, not suitable for farming or grazing. When people arrive in Huanzhou, they still need some industries that can make a living. If there is no industry, what do you think?
tyranny."
Yun Zheng thought for a moment, took out a black object with holes from the corner, placed it on the table and said, "There are two ways to survive, one is to make this thing, and the other is to smelt iron."
Liu Yucheng pulled the black thing and said, "This is coal, why does it look so weird?"
Yun Zheng clapped his hands, and the monkey brought in a hot briquette stove from outside and placed it on the ground, then walked out. Liu Yucheng put his hand on the briquette stove to test the heat, nodded and said, "It's really good.
The fire is fierce, more than enough for heating and cooking, and there is less soot."
Yun Zheng smiled and said: "That's not all. This kind of briquettes is extremely simple to produce. You can make it by mixing useless powdered coal with clay. The best thing is that after the briquettes are burned, the clay can be crushed.
reuse.
My Lord, please calculate how much firewood and charcoal we burn in Chengdu every year. Once it rains, the firewood will be soaked with water vapor and difficult to burn. If you have this thing, how much firewood can you save?
Aren't you always worried about those firewood mountains outside the city? With this thing, you won't worry anymore, right?"
Liu Yucheng walked around the briquette stove several times and said happily: "This is the right way to enrich the people and raise troops. I understand what you mean. Do you plan to implement this in the Song Dynasty? I'm afraid it will be banned in half a year."
I can copy it. I think this thing doesn’t seem to be difficult.”
Yun Zheng said with a smile: "Why do you think Beizhi created this thing? Just to make a lot of money. As for who will care about what happens next, Beizhi just needs to create this kind of thing in the beginning."
Iron stoves are sold throughout the Song Dynasty. It doesn’t matter who will do this business in the future. When I make the first money, I will start making steel in Huanzhou. This is the real idea of the humble job. Once Huanzhou’s
Wu Shengjun's camp has become the largest iron smelting place. Do you think a humble official will not have the money to feed ten thousand soldiers?
Hum hum, I have to arm these 10,000 warriors to the teeth, keep training, and keep fighting, and I will eventually create an invincible strong army. Then I want to see the fists of those barbarians.
It’s as hard as my steel.”
Liu Yucheng laughed and said: "Using equipment to make up for the lack of combat power, plus the gunpowder you developed, I think a strong army will definitely appear. Okay, bring the wine, and we will drink for a while..."
Liu Yucheng got drunk unknowingly and seemed to compose a few poems. When he woke up in the morning, he walked out of the room shaking his dull head, only to hear crying and wailing in the camp.
I was surprised and immediately lost my drunkenness. I walked to the school grounds with my hair down, only to find a large group of people lying on the ground with their white buttocks exposed and being beaten. Yun Zheng, fully clothed, was sitting on the stage with a loudspeaker shouting:
"Good days are earned by ourselves, we work hard for them. If we can't wait, or come, or ask for them, we are Xiang soldiers. We have nothing but a dead life. If we want to live like a human being, just
You have to fight with your life. Now is the time to practice your martial arts. Sweat more now and bleed less in the future. After all, wealth requires life to enjoy it.
Everyone is here, swing your sword three hundred times, one, two, three..." (To be continued)