Jia Hui learned the craft of making clothes in the auxiliary military camp in Ningxia Town.
The auxiliary barracks of Daqi is a magical place. It is a place that integrates engineers, fire-headed troops, domesticated war horses, weapons casting, medical houses and many other logistics departments.
And they are not civilian men who were temporarily recruited during wartime like the previous dynasty. The various craftsmen, cooks and even grooms in the Daqi Auxiliary Barracks are all officially established in the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion.
Even the military pay is at the same level as regular soldiers in the combat troops.
In addition, it also has the role of allowing the auxiliary barracks to truly stand up and cultivate noble children.
Although there are many people who would take their children with them to train them, the founding fathers of the Lin (Zi) Cao (Gang) dynasty in the early years did this. I don’t know who specifically proposed it, but the purpose seems to be It looks exciting
Cultivate camaraderie among future generations.
Although this was no different from forming a party for personal gain, Emperor Taizu didn't say anything after he found out about it, and this rule was passed down.
Almost all the noble children, including Jia Hui himself and even his grandfather Jia Daishan, first developed their skills in the auxiliary barracks before being assigned to the main battle force.
The reason is that the auxiliary barracks have to go to the battlefield, but most of the time they don't need to join the battle.
The general training process of the auxiliary barracks starts with a month of military training after entering. The noble disciples who can be assigned to the Jiubian Auxiliary Barracks are generally determined to pursue martial arts, so they have already developed strong martial arts at home, so as long as they train a little and mainly practice battle formations, it will be enough. It's over.
Of course, there are exceptions to everything. If you really don't know martial arts or fail the martial arts test, you will be centralized and retrained until you can't stand it or pass the test.
After that, three months of survival training in grasslands, deserts and mountains. If there is a war during this period, battlefield adaptation training will be started in advance.
For example, watching a battle, or cleaning the battlefield.
Cleaning the battlefield is actually not an easy task. The soldiers who were fighting on the battlefield before did not feel any smell or fear after being slapped on the head. But when the auxiliary barracks began to clean the battlefield, the most terrifying thing appeared in front of them. .
Dirty blood that gathered into streams of water, mutilated corpses that had been slashed and mutilated, broken limbs and broken arms everywhere, the smelly internal organs flowing all over the ground, and a piece of shit could come out if you step on it accidentally. The intestines, the wails of the still-dead people around him, and the enemy soldiers pretending to be dead and hiding among the corpses.
Those who are not dead are easy to deal with. You only need to carry your own people on stretchers and send them to the hospital, and the enemy can kill them with one last blow, in order to let the noble sons of the auxiliary camp see blood and adapt in advance.
However, the enemy soldiers hiding among the corpses are the most terrifying.
Several young brothers who were also members of the "Bad Army" with Jia Hui were not cautious enough. When cleaning the battlefield, they directly picked up the corpses with their hands and were wiped by the enemies who suddenly came out and wiped their throats.
When these three trainings are completed, the noble disciples can enter the combat force.
Jia Hui was more unlucky. His survival training actually only lasted about twenty days. When the prairie survival training was about to end, Timur made a mistake.
Let’s talk back to Ningxia Town at that time.
Daqi was poor at that time, and Ningxia Town had not even changed its military uniforms for eight years. There was no other way. In order to save trouble and effort, the court gave each town the right to prepare mandarin duck war jackets.
In order to reduce costs, each border town just ordered some red cloth and thread and then made it in-house.
At first, they were thrown directly to the families of the soldiers to make, but after a while, they found that all these materials were made into children's clothing for the children at home.
The mandarin duck jackets worn by the soldiers were still from eight years ago. At most, they were just randomly sewn with a few patches on the rags used to make clothes. As a last resort, they were all sent to the auxiliary barracks for production.
At that time, Jia Hui, who was studying various knowledge in the auxiliary barracks, was naturally assigned the task of sewing a mandarin duck war jacket for himself.
I almost pricked my fingers into a sieve!
"Originally, as a noble son, I don't need to make clothes. If there is a shortage, no one will be short of us. But..." A trace of complexity flashed on Jia Hui's face.
"But what?" Chen Si didn't even eat, but listened carefully to Jia Hui's story about his time in the auxiliary barracks.
Chen Si joined after the Qi army recovered the Hami Guards, so naturally he didn't know what happened to Jia Hui when he was in Ningxia Town.
"But a letter came from home saying that the second bedroom had a baby born with jade in mind. I was scared!"
"Ah, I understand!" Chen Sishu understood in seconds.
Yuan Chun also told him about this matter. Chen Si was very unhappy at first, but when he heard that Jia Baoyu arrested Zhou, it was Rouge. His behavior at home also showed that he would definitely be a lustful ghost when he grew up. He was doted on and allowed to grow up by his mother and grandmother, so they no longer paid attention to him.
"In addition, it wasn't the incident in the East Palace that happened at that time. My father happened to be the concubine of the East Palace, so I was worried that one day this incident and the incident of Baoyu holding the jade in his hand would lead to an old feud and involve me. Be prepared to run away in advance. After you escape this storm, at least you can still make a living with your tailoring skills." Jia Hui hugged her chest and pressed it against the table, becoming more and more excited as she spoke.
"And not only did I learn tailoring, I also seriously learned several crafts such as blacksmithing and leatherworking, as well as several languages. I can speak and write Mongolian, Tubo and Uighur, and even Turkic languages. I’ll do that a little bit.”
"You even thought of running to the Turks?" Chen Si looked at Jia Hui in shock.
"Hey, if you have too many arts, you won't be a burden. If you have many arts, you won't be a burden!" Jia Hui was very shy.
Although the purpose of learning these is not so serious, and it is even forced by life, but, when I think about it, I can learn three languages and characters in just a few years, and there are many skills that are above the passing line. , Jia Hui is particularly proud!
I'm so awesome!
"Haha, haha, indeed." Chen Si was completely speechless and could only sip the white porridge and then bite into the steamed bun.
They don't have the same conditions as at home when they go out. Besides, Jia Hui and Chen Si all climbed out of the ice and snow and rolled out of swords and guns. They are never picky about food and will eat anything when they are hungry.
The main idea of the two brothers is that people who stutter can live, and filling their stomachs is the most important thing.
"Ahem. Mustafa, the Ottoman Pasha of Babylon, pays homage to King Yong, and pays homage to Lieutenant Jia!"
Just as Chen Si was enjoying his meal, a Chinese voice with a Turkic accent next to him attracted the attention of everyone present.
Chen Si and Jia Hui quickly stood up and returned the courtesy.
Nothing short of etiquette.
"I wonder if the pasha is here, what's the point?" His mouth left the rim of the bowl, and Chen Si returned to his elegant look from an old farmer in the countryside, showing off his demeanor as a prince of Daqi.
"It's nothing. I just saw the king and the lieutenant here, so I came over to say hello." Mustafa smiled and sat down at the table of the two of them very familiarly.
Jia Hui and Chen Si looked at each other and probably understood what he was here to do.
"When the pasha comes here, he must have something to discuss with my two brothers, right?" Jia Hui and Chen Si are not sloppy. They have to go through eighteen twists and turns before saying a sentence. In addition, with the I am really unfamiliar with this Mustafa Pasha, so I don’t plan to say anything more.
"I'm just here to say hello to the King and have breakfast together." Hearing such straightforward words from the two people opposite him, Mustafa was stunned.
No, aren’t the Han people known as a country of etiquette, with a set procedure for everything they do, and then when they speak, don’t they have to make several twists in every sentence before they are uttered?
Everyone I met before was like this, so why are these two people so different?
"So you're here for breakfast, so I won't disturb the pasha's meal and take my leave." Jia Hui nodded, put all the egg skins on the small tray, and got up to leave.
I have already finished my breakfast, and I am still here just because I am waiting for Chen Si.
"Ah, wait a minute, Lieutenant, wait a minute, I really have something to talk to you and the king about!" Seeing that Jia Hui was really going to leave, Mustafa quickly stood up and grabbed Jia Hui's sleeve, and finally said it. Advised him to sit down
"Huh!" Mustafa took a long breath, feeling very tired when he saw the righteous prince who was indifferent throughout the whole process.
Oh my God, are you really civilized people?
Why do you feel that we nomads who have only founded our country for a century know more etiquette than you?
According to the industry rules, shouldn't everyone chat and laugh at the table for a while, and say a few meaningful words from time to time to compete in a battle of wits, and finally refine their respective conditions in the eighteen twists and turns of the conversation?
ah!
You guys are simply more barbaric than the Turkic tribes on the grasslands of Central Asia!
Both the Turkic and Mongol tribes know that one should pretend to be a good guy and the other a bad guy, and help them keep the person when they leave the table!
I have never suffered such grievances in my life!
"So, Sir Pasha, why are you here to find us?" Chen Si spoke again.
Mustafa did not answer immediately. He was worried that he would curse if he spoke directly. After taking a deep breath seven or eight times to adjust, he regained his senses.
"It's the matter between the Ottomans and the Persians. I don't know what the king and the lieutenant think of it. No, no, no, what's their attitude?"
Chen Si and Jia Hui were silent for a moment, looked at each other and decided to let Jia Hui speak.
Chen Si? He is said to be a popular candidate for crown prince, but in fact he has almost no power now. Unless he can become the prince and form his own team, he will not be ranked in front of Jia Hui at all.
So just leave all these matters to Jia Hui, since he can't make the decision anyway.
"What do you think? I don't have any idea. Your country is really far away from Daqi. If it weren't for the Persian incident, there wouldn't even be any intersection between you and me." Jia Hui took over the food prepared by the very discerning cook. He took a sip of tea.
"It's true. I started from Baghdad and walked for nearly half a year before arriving in Chang'an. This is because there are few of us and we don't have many things with us. If there are more people, it will take even longer." Mustafa He nodded and said pointedly.
Jia Hui thought so.
"So to put it bluntly, the relationship between Daqi and your country is actually dispensable. It is no more important than the relationship between Daqi and Persia. My tone is a bit strong, I hope you don't mind."
mind? Of course I mind! But since you said that, wouldn’t it be too disrespectful for me to mind?
Resisting the urge to curse, Mustafa said with difficulty: "The captain is really kind, of course I won't mind, but why do you say that?"
"Because Persia borders Daqi." Jia Hui said matter-of-factly.
Mustafa fell silent and quickly sorted out the cause and effect.
Yes, there is a border. Although Qi people are very good at fighting, they will not wantonly cause any disputes with neighboring countries and cause pressure on border defenses.
If Jia Hui knew Mustafa's thoughts, he would definitely sneer at him. Boy, you don't know that our country's supreme emperor, "do whatever you want but exceed the rules" is his old man's life creed, and his main theme is rebellion and disobedience. Just do it.
It would be better for him to retreat now, otherwise the emperor would have sent a large army to fight the two countries together.
Whether the fight is better or not is another matter, but let’s fight first!
"Then, Lieutenant, can you tell me what Daqi's plan is?" Mustafa is also accustomed to speaking directly.
"Plan." Jia Hui paused and turned to look at Li Yan, who had been eavesdropping at the next table.
When Li Yan saw Jia Hui looking at him, he did not answer immediately. Instead, he turned his head to discuss with several Jiu Qing, and then turned his head and nodded with Jia Hui.
Jia Hui understood, and then turned his head to look at Mustafa who was looking at him.
"Daqi is willing to be impartial and promote this peace negotiation. I just hope that your country and the Persians will each take a step back, and your country will spit out part of the Persian land, while Persia will recognize your country's sovereignty over the occupied land and pay compensation." Jia Hui There was a pause.
After all, it was Persia who took the initiative to stir up trouble, so he would naturally have to pay the price for his actions.
"After all, the Persian territory your country has occupied this time is too huge, and there are many problems that need to be solved one by one before the land can be digested. After all, I heard that there are constant uprisings of Persians against your country, right?"
Hu Lushu, a Qi merchant and translator, was taken away by the imperial court after following the Ottomans to Beijing. Through him, the imperial court also learned a lot about the current situation of the Ottomans a few months ago.
Mustafa was silent, thinking in his mind.
"Is this Daqi's attitude? Let us spit out the land dyed red with the blood of our tribe?" Mustafa looked directly into Jia Hui's eyes.
"I hope the Pasha can understand something," Jia Hui leaned on the back of the chair and took a sip of tea. "Daqi just found it troublesome and expensive, so it only expanded to the current territory."
Otherwise, I will fight the Persians and the Ottomans too!
Mustafa Pasha's breath froze, and he understood what Jia Hui said.
After taking a few deep breaths, Mustafa sighed.
In fact, we should not have come to Han in the first place. Although what they said made sense, it was useless. The caliph would not spit out the land he had eaten.
Still, send a letter and ask.
Thinking of this, Mustafa suddenly felt a lot more relaxed. It was better to leave this matter to the Caliph.
but
Mustafa stared at Jia Hui closely.
"Your country's attitude will be truthfully submitted to His Majesty the Caliph. I just have an unkind request. I wonder if the Lieutenant can do it."
"It's easy to talk, Pasha, please speak."
"Okay, let me tell you the truth. I saw the Taiwei fighting a tiger yesterday, and I am very attracted to him, so..." Mustafa Pasha leaned forward and looked at Jia Hui.
"I hope the Lieutenant can learn from me!"
Revenge, revenge, revenge!
Thanks to book friend Xuanyuan Yu for the reward!
(End of chapter)
