"Young master is very good, and I miss you very much!"
Shuanzhu represents the young master and shakes hands with everyone present. This is a unique etiquette among members of the group, and it is the highest etiquette besides bowing.
However, bowing usually occurs only at memorial services.
"The young master asked me to bring you sincere greetings! He said that you have worked hard for more than a year. If you had not sacrificed your lives and blood for the Qing Dynasty in Huguang, we would not be in today's great situation!"
Due to the warm atmosphere and the fact that it had been a long time since he had been with this group of people, Shuan Zhu was in a bit of a mood and unconsciously imitated the young master's tone of voice.
"When I came, the young master held my hand and told me that he missed the good times with you all in Jinchuan very much. He said that he would take time to get together with you no matter what this year, eat meat and drink wine.
We sleep together and work together for a better life in the future!"
"good!"
Wang Fu took the lead in applauding, pushing the atmosphere to a new climax.
Zu Yingyuan pinched his chin and grew a half-inch long beard. Thinking of Guiziliu's appearance in Sichuan, and looking at the moral character of this guy's slave, he couldn't help but feel a chill, wondering whether he should leave.
It is best for the master and servant to stay far away from each other, otherwise speaking will not be natural.
Shuan Zhu was thinking about business, so he was going to ask Wang Fu to arrange a meeting so that he could fully convey the spirit of the young master's "living in mud" tactics.
"No rush, no rush,"
With a smile on his face, Wang Fu said that Director Yang must have been very hard on the road when he came from afar, so they should show their friendship as landlords, so they had already set up a banquet to welcome Director Yang.
"eat?"
Shuan Zhu looked embarrassed, "It's not good, let's talk business first. Besides, when I came, the young master told me that I was not allowed to eat and drink at your place in his name."
"What do you mean? What is eating and drinking? It's just a few local specialties. It doesn't matter. It doesn't matter."
Wang Fulian smiled and pulled Shuan Zhu towards the dining hall at the back.
“This is not good, it’s really not good”
Shuan Zhu wanted to refuse but Wang Fu dragged him away for more than ten steps.
"Zhuzi, why don't you take us back to the capital with your young master?"
Chang Bingzhong pretended to look unhappy.
"No, Mr. Chang, what you said is obvious."
Shuan Zhu was helpless, he didn't have to listen to what others said, but he had to listen to what Mr. Chang said, so he had no choice but to go to the dining hall in the backyard with everyone.
After entering the room, he found that a large table of wine and food had been set up, which was very sumptuous. The standard was almost the same as the table that Xiling Minister Hadman arranged for his young master. Anyway, he couldn't even name several of the dishes.
"People in Hubei are suffering from military disaster. Isn't this a bit too much? The young master has always been very strict on corruption issues. He often said that official corruption starts with food and drink."
Shuan Zhu felt a little panicked, mainly because the people in Sichuan Green Camp were too enthusiastic towards him, so enthusiastic that it seemed a bit unreal.
"Don't worry, Director Yang, some of these game are hunted by ourselves, and some are bought from hunters. They look rare, but in fact they are not worth much."
Wang Fu's tone was similar to Harden's, as if they both came from the same school.
"No matter what is corrupt or not, we have worked hard for the Qing Dynasty. Not to mention eating some delicacies from the mountains and seas, even a taste of the imperial dining room is nothing special."
Chang Bingzhong is a quick talker and a straightforward talker.
"Yep."
Everyone agreed, chatting and laughing and took their seats. Shuan Zhu didn't want to spoil everyone's mood, so he reluctantly sat down.
Immediately afterwards, Wang Fu began to express his respect for Director Yang's arrival on behalf of all the soldiers of Sichuan Green Camp, that is, he would have a drink from Director Yang no matter what.
Shuan Zhu couldn't drink wine, but he couldn't stand the enthusiasm of everyone, so he had to say something, but the end of the wine bowl was full of meaning.
I couldn't do it without drinking, and in the end I was fed four large bowls by Lao Chang without me realizing it.
Needless to say, this was the first time for this person who had never drank alcohol before, and he was really gifted with the ability to drink. Even after four bowls of Luzhou Laojiao, he didn’t knock the bolts down. Lao Chang and the others were also stunned for a moment.
He wanted to persuade him again, but was stopped by Wang Fu, who said that was enough. He then winked at Lao Chang, who quickly stood up and patted the post with a smile on his face, signaling him to follow him.
"Is there a meeting?"
Shuan Zhu rubbed his head and wanted to ask someone to give him a basin of water to wash his face and feel better.
I don't want Lao Chang to whisper in my ear: "What kind of meeting are we going to have? Let's talk about it tomorrow. Today, my brothers have made arrangements for you and asked you to be the groom's official again."
"Well?"
Shuan Zhu didn't understand it at first, but when he saw the silver smiles everyone looked at him, he immediately realized it. He became red-faced, shook his head repeatedly, and refused to go without saying anything.
Zhang Dabiao burped and said "hehe": "Director, if you don't go, how can we have the nerve to go?"
Zu Yingyuan saw something was wrong and couldn't help but feel happy: "Okay, don't embarrass Zhuan Zhu, he is probably still a baby."
"No way?"
Everyone didn't believe it.
"no no,"
Shuan Zhu was too shameless to admit that he had never tasted women. He repeatedly said that business matters were more important. Finally, he was forced to do nothing by Lao Chang. Then he had no choice but to say that the young master was very careful about the people around him. If he accepted the special arrangement arranged by everyone,
Serve, call the young master later and he might be buried alive if he finds out.
After finishing, he added: "The one who invited me will not end well."
As soon as the words fell, the scene immediately became quiet.
Following Wang Fu's "Meeting" call, everyone immediately packed up their clothes and headed to the venue.
The place where the meeting was held was the place where the City God slept, but the clay statue of the City God was carried to an unknown location.
After shaking his head, Shuan Zhu explained the young master's strategic idea of "harming the mud" to everyone.
"To be precise, the tactics of peace and mud are to penetrate into the enemy's interior, turn the enemy into us, and turn us into the enemy. It is said that you have me in you, and I have you in me. In this way, we have no enemies."
The general meaning of Shuan Zhu's summary is similar to what the young master explained.
Wang Fu and Zu Yingyuan almost understood it, but Zhang Dabiao was confused and asked: "What on earth does Mr. Jia want us to do?"
Shuan Zhu said: "Young Master wants us, Sichuan Lvying Kecheng, to join the organization, but we will not accept the adaptation there. While remaining independent, we can also influence the decision-making there, so that people can be used by me, not me by others."
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"It means surrendering to the enemy."
What Zu Yingyuan gave should be the most correct statement.
"Surrender to the enemy?"
Everyone was stunned.
The good officials of the Qing Dynasty should not surrender to the enemy and become rebels. It was indeed a bit difficult for them.
"What the young master means is that it would be best if one or two of them form an organizational structure. This way, not only can we gain a firm foothold there, but we can also ensure that our combat effectiveness does not decrease."
Shuan Zhu looked at Wang Fu, "It's up to you as the Sichuan Commander-in-Chief to decide on the specific implementation of this. However, the young master has said that all the brothers who have submitted to the army will be promoted to the third level when they come back in the future."
He also said that the young master has written to the governor and governor of Sichuan, that is, the two presidents and deputy presidents, asking them to prepare to recruit new soldiers to build two or three more towns to ensure that the direct army controlled by the Gongjin Association can play a decisive role in the Huguang war situation.
The safety of the families of the officers and soldiers who surrendered to the enemy was absolutely guaranteed. The main force of the Sichuan Green Battalion was from Sichuan, and Sichuan was firmly controlled by the Gongjinhui.
As for the other officers from the Eight Banners, they don't have to worry about their relatives being implicated, because the Eight Banners of the Han Army in the capital can already compete with the Eight Banners of the Manchu and Mongolian forces, and with Master Jia Jia mediating between them, they don't have to worry about the safety of their relatives at all.
"I would like to say that your lord's tactics of peace and mud are very good. They cleverly take advantage of the contradiction between the enemy and ourselves, as well as the particularity of the Huguang battle situation."
Without thinking, Wang Fu stated that he would implement Mr. Jia's tactical proposal and immediately made relevant arrangements and mobilizations for this matter.
Zu Yingyuan thought for a moment and believed that Guiziliu's method was feasible. After all, he could not let the Xinghan Army really grow out of control.
Instead of fighting them with real swords and guns on the frontal battlefield, it is better to infiltrate them.
But he had a bold idea, so he told everyone: "If you must do this, then you might as well give a big gift to the Xinghan Army."
"What kind of gift?"
Madri beside him asked in a low voice.
"Feng Sheng Amount,"
Zu Yingyuan tapped the table lightly and said, "If we don't do anything we won't stop. Anyway, three Dingxi generals have died in our hands. We might as well kill one more, so that the Han army will feel that we are sincere and willing to accept us."