Xue Pan looked at the young military attache riding a tall horse, leading his retinue, rushing past him. He swallowed the words that came to his lips. His big eyes like copper bells turned around, although he felt that he was facing the other side. The young man became a little more indifferent, but for a while, he didn't feel anything was wrong.
On the contrary, I felt extremely majestic and arrogant, and I didn't recognize my relatives.
At this time, Baochai in the carriage also opened the cotton curtain with one hand. Under his beautiful eyebrows, a cluster of flame-like red was first reflected in his watery apricot eyes.
That is the young man's cloak.
Then there was a young man wearing a Wuyishan crown and a third-grade military attaché robe embroidered with exquisite gold and red animal patterns. He sat upright on the horse, holding the reins in one hand and holding the sword at his waist with the other.
The young man's side face has sharp lines, and he has a heroic and pure temperament. Two slanted eyebrows fly into the temples. His eyes are like paint, black and white, bright and shining. He looks ahead, with an expressionless face and a calm demeanor.
At first glance, he looks young. He seems to be no more than a year or two older than himself.
Looking at the burly military attachés behind him who were in their thirties and above, with beards and beards, they were all half a horse's head behind, following suit, like stars holding the moon, and they were clearly dominated by young people.
And the Jinyi guards in brightly colored flying fish suits and black cloaks, with attendants on the left and right, hold the embroidered spring knife in one hand and the reins in the other, with alert expressions.
Under Baochai's slender eyebrows, her pair of watery apricot eyes were looking at the young man approaching. Suddenly, the young man who was about to pass by him frowned, as if he was aware of it. He turned around and glanced at the carriage. His gaze was like a hawk, sharp and clear.
this……
Baochai had a sudden thought in her heart and quickly put down the curtain. The jade face, as crystal clear as snow, suddenly changed. Even though she knew that the bamboo curtain could not see anything from the outside, her eyes met each other, and she still felt like she was being "stared at".
"Cousin Heng has such a sharp gaze."
Baochai pursed her lips, lowered her eyelashes slightly, and thought.
Jia Heng, on the other hand, frowned and, surrounded by a group of people, drove his horse past the city gate.
"Girl." Ying'er also sat in the carriage at this moment. Looking at Baochai with a gloomy look, she didn't notice anything strange for a moment and said with a chuckle: "Was that Uncle Heng from Dongfu just now? This style of traveling is so impressive. He said that our old relative from Beijing is from a double family, rich and luxurious, and I can see him today."
At that time, the Xue family's carriage was turning and heading towards the city.
Baochai held a handkerchief in her hand, nodded her head lightly, said "hmm", and then fell silent.
Xue Pan, on his side, also watched the young dignitary go away, the joy on his face could no longer be concealed, and he thought to himself that when he settled down in Huayin County, he would have to pay a visit to cousin Heng so that he could get closer and closer.
The Xue family entered the county town and found an inn in Huayin County. Xue Pan spent generous money to rent out the inn, and asked several residents who were living there to use the money to choose another inn to live in. .
After just settling down, Xue Pan came to Aunt Xue and Baochai's room with a smile on his face.
As soon as he entered the house, Xue Pan smiled and said: "Mom, did you see that just now? Cousin Heng, the trip is really grand. We really came to the capital at the right time!"
Aunt Xue took the towel handed to her by the maid Tong Xi and wiped her face. When she heard this, she also said with a smile: "My son, I saw you just now. He was cheering and cheering, so majestic."
That kind of momentum not only left a deep impression on Baochai, but also made Aunt Xue extremely happy.
I am helpless in Jinling, and my business is getting worse year by year. It's really... I should have come to Shenjing a long time ago. The Jia family is like this, and I wonder how rich and respectable the Rong family is!
Xue Pan stroked his palms and smiled: "I don't know what kind of scenery it is, uncle?"
Aunt Xue deliberately said with a straight face: "If you dare to mess around again in Beijing, your uncle will not spare you."
When Xue Pan heard this, the smile on his big face froze for a moment. This...he almost forgot that there was an uncle above him controlling him, how could he be happy?
Baochai listened to the conversation between her mother and brother, holding the handkerchief in her hand, and sighed softly in her heart.
At this time, Xue Pan smiled softly and said: "Mom, I'm thinking that I'll have to visit cousin Heng later. You said you could bring some gifts or something, so you can't go empty-handed."
Aunt Xue smiled and said, "It's time to go and meet her, otherwise it would be rude. As for the gift, let me think carefully about what to give."
Gold and silver will definitely look tacky, but side effects can only be a specialty of Jinling.
A trace of thought appeared on Baochai's face as white as a pear, and she said softly: "Mom, I see that she is busy with military affairs, so I'd better ask my brother to go to the military camp to pay his respects first. If I have time, People can also come over to see my mother, and if they don’t have time, it’s the same as seeing her in Beijing. You can give her gifts or something, and pick out some candied fruits brought from Jinling to eat, which is both intimate and natural.”
For some reason, she had a vague feeling that cousin Heng didn't seem to like his elder brother... very much.
Otherwise, logically speaking, he should have a few words with his brother.
Of course, maybe she was overthinking it. That cousin Heng might have a cold temperament, or he might be busy with military affairs, or there might be a friendship between the east and west houses of the Jia clan... all of these things existed.
However, after all, Uncle Heng is the patriarch of the Jia clan. If he accepts the invitation, he will always come here to say a few words. If he does not come to see him even if he makes excuses, it means that the relationship between the east and west of the Jia family is indeed very different.
Baochai's apricot eyes narrowed, thinking this way.
The principle is actually very simple. The leader of the Jia clan treats his old relatives, welcomes and greets them, and treats others. No matter what he thinks, his appearance must be generally acceptable. When Dao Zuo met, Jia Heng just said a few words.
But not too enthusiastic, appearing polite and distant.
If he is sincere, in Baochai's view, even if he does not abandon the military affairs around him and orders his soldiers to escort relatives like them who have come from afar to settle down, this is a decent and close behavior.
"Cousin Heng is young and can be a third-grade military attaché. He treats people very appropriately and meticulously, but..."
This was the reason why she vaguely felt that Jia Heng "didn't want to see" her brother and the Xue family.
Aunt Xue just nodded when she heard this. She felt that her daughter's words were appropriate and comprehensive, so she turned around, smiled at Xue Pan and said, "Pan'er, please give me the instructions, and then go see him with the greeting card. See if your cousin Heng is free."
Xue Pan smiled, and was about to agree happily when he suddenly slapped his head and said, "Hey, I didn't prepare even the name card."
Xue Pan went to and fro, and just sent the servants to inform him. Wherever he had prepared any famous cards, this was all the fun of educated people.
Aunt Xue also frowned and said, "Good girl, write one for your brother."
Baochai nodded and said softly: "Ying'er, go get the blank name post and the pen and ink."
Ying'er responded and soon found a blank name card and pen and ink.
Baochai gently rolled up her cuffs, revealing a piece of wrist as white as a lotus root, and wrote her brother Xue Pan's name and greetings on the name card.
After a long time, the pen and ink were dried, and he handed it to Xue Pan and said softly: "Brother, just deliver it to him."
"I'll go in person." Xue Pan quickly took the name card, responded with a smile, and left happily.
When Xue Pan ran away, Aunt Xue couldn't help laughing and said: "Your brother is always frizzy."
Baochai's almond-shaped eyes flashed, but it was hard to say anything.
Here, Jia Heng left Huayin City and entered the camp in the south of the city.
Since nearly 10,000 soldiers could not be stationed in the county to cause nuisance, they set up camp outside the city, dug ditches and set up antlers.
In the Chinese army’s tent——
Jia Heng sat down behind the handsome case. The flames in the surrounding charcoal brazier were burning brightly. Although it was not as warm as spring, it also dispelled some of the chill. All the generals in the tent took their seats one after another.
At this time, Song Yuan, who temporarily served as a reporter and joined the army, raised his hands and said: "Sir, Cai Guerji asked when our army will be reorganized?"
Because Cai Quan led the cavalry all the way to sweep westward, it was much easier than Jia Heng who had to make arrangements to block the enemy bandits from escaping. It was like an armed parade, wiping out several groups of bandits, large and small.
Jia Heng said in a deep voice: "Our army will take charge tomorrow and let him return to Beijing first."
Song Yuan cupped his hands and responded, "Then I'll send someone to inform Cai Guoqi immediately."
Jia Heng nodded, then glanced at the generals below, and said: "Tonight there will be a commendation meeting. Generals and meritorious soldiers will be present. Silver rewards, wine and meat will be distributed to all camps. Guo Yong Camp Except for the 2,000 people from the fifth military camp who are stationed in the city, and the governor Shan Ming is helping the people of Huayin County build houses, the rest of the troops are packing their bags and the whole army will return to Beijing tomorrow!"
There are nearly ten thousand soldiers, and there is no such a big place to gather together.
We can only select representatives and meritorious officers and soldiers from each battalion, and commend the meritorious officers and soldiers, so as to have the effect of motivating the soldiers.
"Yes, sir." Except for Shan Ming, all the generals responded happily and in unison.
After being away for so long, I can finally go back. This time, I don’t even delay the Chinese New Year.
Jia Heng was silent for a moment, then said in a deep voice: "In assessing the merits of this campaign against bandits, I will give you grades based on your performance when you went to suppress the bandits. After you return to the capital, I will also assign the generals to their respective positions after they return to the capital." Chen Bingbu.”
As soon as these words came out, the smiles on the faces of several generals and guerrillas who were originally in high spirits disappeared.
After rectification, two of the original five generals suffered some injuries, and the rest were all injured.
Of the eight remaining guerrillas, except for Cai Quan's new appointment, two were beheaded for making noise and inciting soldiers to "mutiny", and one was beheaded for capturing.
There are still four guerrillas left, and one is Lu He's crony, who is still worried about being involved in the short quota issue.
At this time, General Xiao Lin cupped his fists and said, "Sir, can we still stay in Guoyong Camp?"
This general is one of the two who did not take up any vacancies among the five generals.
Facing the gazes of everyone, Jia Heng pondered for a moment and said: "This depends on the intentions of the Ministry of War and the Commander-in-Chief. I believe you have also heard some rumors. The reorganization of the Beijing camp is imminent. Not only the soldiers must use the method of selecting fronts to eliminate the old and weak." Generals and commanders must also be graded based on their talents and conduct. If I don’t take charge of this matter, I can’t make the decision. Everything depends on the wishes of the Ministry of War and the Commander-in-Chief. But everyone, this time the Beijing camp is reorganized, it will inevitably be the same as Donglu in the future. War is dangerous and dangerous. It goes without saying that when you were young, you all risked your lives to gain wealth. As you get older, many of you lose your courage and courage. You can go to the Ministry of War and ask to remove your armor. You have toiled for half your life and led a group of people. It is a pleasure to feed them with Fenlumi and entertain their grandchildren at home."
Some veterans who were over forty-five years old couldn't help but have complicated expressions when they heard Jia Heng's words of "persuading them to quit."
Who would be willing to take off his armor and return to the field after spending half his life struggling in the military camp?
A real man cannot live without power for a day.
However, there are still a few people who are interested.
After Jia Heng said this, he said nothing more.
If he is Wang Ziteng, there will definitely be no place for the old guys who are waiting to die in the Beijing camp after the reorganization. It is imperative to promote the young faction and realize the iteration of the generals and schools.
Because some of the generals are old, as Liu Xuande said, their muscles have regenerated, their courage is no longer fierce, and they are too timid to fight against the Eastern captives.
Take his five generals as an example. They all consider themselves generals of the Jia family and have successively worshiped Shan Ming and Shao Chao from the dock. They are about forty years old. Xiao Lin is from the local capital and is also nearly forty years old. The other two generals are already in their fifties.
His hair is gray and he doesn't seem to have much enterprising spirit anymore. He is basically a gangster when he goes to suppress the bandits. However, because he has some close ties with the Jia family, he is not too ruthless. The heart of a general.
The remaining four guerrilla generals are slightly younger. Three were transferred from the three sides, and one was transferred from the local garrison.
"These people don't actually lead troops in training. Some of them have insufficient talents and are greedy for life and fear of death. They just don't need them."
As far as the Chen-Han military system is concerned, at the level of guerrillas and generals, there is no quota for leading troops. They often follow the orders of the regiment and camp commander based on specific battles.
After the discussion was over and the generals were dismissed, Jia Heng also took the summary book delivered by Song Yuan and flipped through it.
After continuous recruitment, Guo Yong's battalion has now reached more than 20,000 troops, including 10,000 new recruits. Each battalion has 500 men and is temporarily divided into 20 battalions, waiting for him to go back and train in person.
After the remaining Yuan Guoyong camp generals return, they will also have to eliminate the old and weak and retrain them.
"The new recruits undergo a new drill and draw on white paper. It is actually easier to organize than the soldiers in the original Guoyong camp. First, establish general discipline and military appearance. After returning to Beijing, we can go to the weapons inspection."
Just as Jia Heng frowned and thought about his next plan after returning to Beijing, he heard a soldier calling from outside the Chinese army tent:
"Sir, there is a man named Xue Pan outside the camp. He handed over a greeting card and asked to see you."
Jia Heng frowned and asked, "Xue Pan?"
While the soldier was talking, he entered the tent and stepped forward to hand over the greeting card.
Jia Heng held the name card in his hand, and what he saw was a line of beautiful and plump plum blossom regular script. He knew that this was not written by Xue Pan. As for who wrote it, he had some guesses in his mind.
"Go let him in."
After all, he is an old relative of the Jia clan. Even if he doesn't like to see this idiot Xue, he doesn't want to see him.
But outside the camp, Xue Pan and two young men got off their horses and stood outside the camp gate. They saw groups of soldiers in the camp lined up with swords in their hands, looking powerful and orderly.
Xue Pan raised his big head with a smile on his face. Although the expression on his face was not quite like "Victory Parade", it was still close.
Seeing that Xue Pan was happy, the boy on the side smiled and joked: "The troops under Uncle Heng are really strict. They are in charge of so many people. This is the general mentioned in the play."
"No, my cousin is a very capable person." Xue Pan said with a smile.
In real terms, Xue Pan is actually a bit older than Jia Heng, but he calls himself his cousin, which naturally adds to his power.
Not long after, a soldier came out from the camp gate and shouted: "My lord, let you in."
When Xue Pan heard this, he was very happy. He greeted the boy and walked into the military camp in a big way.
