I can't help but dad doesn't believe it.
Han Du shrugged noncommittally. Although he didn't know how effective this arrangement was, Han Du had a hunch that this matter was not that simple.
Sure enough, Han Du's worries came true.
That day, my father invited an eminent monk to come to his house. The eminent monk walked around Han's house and left only one sentence: "Your house has excellent feng shui and wealth is endless" before he left. He didn't even accept the incense and money prepared by the Han family for him, and ran away as if a ghost was chasing him.
Han De was stunned and at a loss.
Han Du changed rooms that day, but at night the knock on the door seemed to follow him like a shadow, ringing outside the house where Han Du lived. Han Du glanced outside the door coldly, ignored it, and continued to sleep.
Early the next morning, my father and mother hurried to Han Du's house.
Ask him: "Is there any knocking on the door last night?"
Hearing this, Han Du nodded calmly.
When Liu saw it, he suddenly panicked and said to himself: "What should I do? Tianjie Temple is already the number one temple in the capital. I didn't expect that the eminent monks of Tianjie Temple could not do anything. How about you invite me again? Would a higher master come and take a look?"
Han De also looked anxious, but he did not answer the madam's suggestion.
Since we know that Tianjie Temple is the number one temple in the entire capital, how can it be so easy to recruit the eminent monks in the temple? How many princes and nobles are there in the entire capital, and how many eminent monks are there in Tianjie Temple? As for the person from yesterday, he could only come because I, a former second-grade official, had some friendship with him before.
Now Han De is helpless.
Seeing that his father had no choice, Han Du directly waved his hand and rejected his mother's idea, saying: "I don't care anymore, it's just some knocking on the door, nothing special. It doesn't have any impact on me. I was not at ease last night." Did you have a peaceful sleep?"
Han Du winked at his father.
"But..." Mrs. Liu wanted to say something more, but was stopped by Han.
"Okay, Du'er has more opinions than us, so let's just listen to him on this matter."
When Mrs. Liu saw that her master had said this, she had no choice but to let it go for the time being.
Han Du settled down with his parents, and went on his errands as usual, as if nothing had happened.
When we arrived at Shanziying, a simple military stronghold was built.
Li Wenzhong has been running here every day for the past two days. They didn't come to see Shanzi camp set up camp, but came to instruct the craftsmen of the Banknote Bureau on how to build the wall.
Han Du told Mr. Huang and Xiong Shi to follow Cao Guogong's arrangements for building the wall and stop caring about him.
As soon as Han Du arrived at the military camp, Xu Chengfei greeted him.
"The last general has met the general."
It was the first time that Han Du was called a general. He felt a little weird. He touched his nose and said sheepishly: "You don't need to call me general, just call me your lord."
In Han Du's opinion, someone who can be called a general should at least be a major general. It feels very awkward to be called a general at such a young age.
"There are only generals in the military camp, no adults." Xu Chengfei replied coldly.
Now in the Ming Dynasty, because the four sides are still uncertain and the residual Yuan still exists, the status of military generals is not at all inferior to that of civilian officials, and is even a little higher than that of civilian officials. However, there are already signs that the civil and military officials are not compatible. It is not known whether Lao Zhu deliberately let it go, or whether the civil and military officials were born with different horoscopes.
As the commander of the first battalion, Han Du likes to be called "sir". This naturally made Xu Chengfei, who was purely a military commander, feel a little dissatisfied, thinking that Han Du meant to look down on military commanders.
To be honest, Xu Chengfei was not very convinced of Han Du. In his opinion, it was an absurdity that someone like Han Du, who knew nothing about leading troops in war, could become the commander of Shanzi Camp.
But there was no way. With the orders from the Ministry of War and Cao Guogong personally coming forward to support Han Du, Xu Chengfei could only swallow his complaints no matter how much he complained.
Xu Chengfei can look down on Han Du, but he can't look down on the Ministry of War, let alone Duke Cao. When it comes to leading troops in war, he is not worthy of holding horses for Duke Cao. In addition, as soon as Han Du got the news, he said that he would not lead troops to fight. This made Xu Chengfei's impression of Han Du much better, and he had no resistance to Han Du.
Seeing Xu Chengfei's insistence, Han Du let him go.
A general is a general, not to mention hearing others call him a general, which sounds quite enjoyable. Let me ask, that man doesn't have a passionate dream of "high mountains, dense forests, deep pits, and armies galloping across the sky"?
Waving his hand, Han Du ordered Xu Chengfei, "Gather the people together, I have something to say."
Xu Chengfei glanced at Han Du with a stern expression and remained motionless.
Han Du came to his senses, thinking that what he said was wrong and deliberately not listening. He smiled flatteringly and said seriously again: "Okay, I have an order to gather people together."
"Yes!" Xu Chengfei bowed, cupped his fists and saluted.
I did not see the shocking scene of neatly running in line in my impression. Following Xu Chengfei's order, several young generals passed the order separately. Soldiers came out in twos and threes and came listlessly to Han Du's wooden platform.
The old ones have a vicissitudes of life on their faces, and the young ones are also listless, not to mention comparable to the army under influence. The feeling these people gave Han Du was worse than when students in school gathered together to do exercises.
There was no queue, no standing posture, everyone looked lifeless. Han Du deeply doubted whether they would have come to him if someone hadn't driven them away from behind.
Standing on the wooden platform, Han Du felt like students were gathering in a playground, and the scale was similar.
Seeing that no one had gathered again, he turned around and asked Xu Chengfei, "Has everyone come out?"
"General, everyone is here." Xu Chengfei replied.
Han Du nodded and asked: "How many people are there actually now?"
"Well," Xu Chengfei hesitated and replied uncertainly: "About 1,600 people."
Han Du glanced at him, okay, the deputy general didn't know the exact number of people in Shanzi Camp, so it was enough.
But Han Du didn't say anything, let alone get angry. They will not inventively ask these soldiers to stand in line to report their numbers. It's not that they are unwilling, but that they can't do it.
If Han Du told these soldiers now, they would be as confused as if they were listening to a book from heaven.
He cleared his throat and shouted loudly: "I was a civil servant a few days ago, but now I have become your general. I am also very surprised, because I never thought that such a day would come to me since I was a student. "
