In the early morning, a loud wake-up call was blown at Jingshan Back Campus.
The soldiers all jumped up, put on their clothes and armor, and carried their luggage. Today was their day to bid farewell to the capital. The luggage has already been packed.
Under the command of their respective captains, the luggage, ordnance, and baggage were loaded onto the carriage. Then silently went to line up for food.
In the early morning, Chongzhen got up very early. He was a little worried about whether Yang Fan would withdraw from the capital as scheduled.
Although he now has no shortage of manpower, there is really no army in the capital that can be Yang Fan's opponent. Wei Wei's situation is over, and as soon as the imminent crisis disappears, he immediately becomes worried about Yang Fan. Yang Fan began to feel uneasy in the capital.
In fact, Yang Fan should be given a commander. For his great contribution to protecting the sky, it is okay to be granted the title of earl. However, he could not sleep for several days. The seal of the commander of the Zunhua Guard was already engraved, and he played with it in his hand. After waiting for a long time, I felt so entangled in my heart that I still couldn’t let go.
Yang Fan was too independent and did not have the slightest slavishness and dependence on imperial power that people of this era had. Chongzhen also saw clearly that there would be no change in Yang Fan whether he was rewarded or not. He would do whatever he was willing to do, whether he was rewarded or not.
Maybe it's because he is originally a mountain man. Chongzhen thought secretly.
In the end, he still didn't give Yang Fan real power. Yang Fan waited for a while to let him fully consider it.
Then he submitted a memorial, requesting His Majesty to allow the couple to resign from all positions in Dongchang and Jinyiwei, and Xinghe Tuanlian to resume their original status.
Chongzhen didn't know how to speak, so Yang Fan spoke himself. Yang Fan was always so considerate, thinking ahead in everything, and not giving himself any embarrassment.
However, this time, for some reason, Chongzhen felt inexplicably uncomfortable.
"How's it going with Yang Qing?" Chongzhen asked.
"Your Majesty, Yang Tongzhi packed his luggage last night and was scheduled to set off at four o'clock today. His family is also scheduled to leave the city this morning. They will meet in Zhangjiawan, Tongzhou in the evening and take a boat back to Zunhua. Before Dongchang reports that Xinghe Tuanlian is having dinner and is probably leaving soon," Wang Chengen said.
Chongzhen nodded, and a stone fell to the ground in his heart. If Yang Fan refused to leave, he had no good solution.
After a while, the rumble of war drums came from Jingshan Mountain. Eight strong men, with bare shoulders, vigorously waved their arms and beat the big cowhide drum with sweat. Because the eight-sided drum is set up on Jingshan Mountain, the sound travels far.
"Why is Yang Qing's war drum different from other military camps? It sounds very rhythmic and quite majestic." Chongzhen asked.
"Your Majesty, Yang Tongzhi made the drum beats he used to play the drum to gather the generals. It seems to be called the general order." Wang Chengen replied.
Chongzhen vaguely seemed to hear Yang Fan singing. After all, he was too far away to hear clearly, but he still vaguely felt that there was singing again. After all, thousands of people singing at the same time are still very outstanding in the quiet morning.
Military singing basically relies on roaring, almost at the top of one's lungs. It doesn't matter whether it sounds good or not, what matters is the momentum, otherwise Chongzhen would not have heard it at the Xuanwu Gate. (In the Ming Dynasty, the north gate of the Forbidden City was called Xuanwu Gate. In the Qing Dynasty, in order to avoid the taboos of Emperor Kangxi Xuan Ye, it was changed to Shenwu Gate.)
Wang Chengen thought about it and hesitated. He did not expect that His Majesty would come to the Xuanwu Gate near Jingshan. Finally he said: "Your Majesty, this is Yang Tongzhi's military song. After Yang Tongzhi gathered the soldiers, he would first sing the military song and then give lectures. Finally set off."
"What are they singing?" Chongzhen asked.
"Our team is in the east, with our feet on the land of the Ming Dynasty. Carrying the hope of the Han nation, we are an invincible force."
Wang Chengen said this and looked at Chongzhen's face carefully.
Chongzhen was expressionless.
"We are the sons of workers and peasants, and we are the armed forces of the people... The soldiers marched in unison to the battlefield to kill the enemy, and the soldiers marched in unison to the frontiers of the Ming Dynasty."
Chongzhen was a little serious at first, but when he heard the second half of Wang Chengen's words, he suddenly laughed.
Somewhat speechless, he said: "Yang Qing probably wrote these lyrics himself. The writing is not clear and white, just like the style of his writings. Sons of workers and peasants, armed by the common people, hahaha, isn't this just group training? . It’s a shame that I promoted them to Jinyiwei, but it’s a pity that in my heart I still regard myself as a group coach. Yang Qing is good at everything, but this pattern is, alas, too small.”
Seeing this obviously problematic lyrics, Chongzhen actually didn't get angry.
Wang Chengen breathed a sigh of relief.
This song is very exciting to listen to. Your Majesty has never heard it live. It makes my blood boil and I want to rush to the battlefield to kill the enemy immediately.
Wouldn't it be great if future generations could sing military songs? Yang Fan's entire training was for future generations, so naturally he changed the military songs and copied them.
At this time, the bugle sounded again.
"Your Majesty, the army has set off." Wang Chengen said.
"Let's go back to Qianqing Palace. I still have a lot of memorials that I haven't approved yet." Chongzhen put his mind down and had no interest in blowing the wind here.
Xinghe Tuanlian arranged the neat team, set off one by one, and left the city through Desheng Gate. Of the nine gates in the capital, only Desheng Gate is used for walking vehicles. When I came, I broke in through the door, so I couldn't care less about it, but when I left, I had to go through the Desheng Gate.
The people in Beicheng came out to watch the fun.
To be honest, the people in the capital are a little reluctant to leave these regiment training. These soldiers are all handsome young men in their eighteen or nineteen years old. They are wearing straight military uniforms and have a refreshing temperament. They are also polite when talking, respecting the elderly and caring for the young. When shopping, We always pay according to the price, and we never bully the people.
This is the first time in more than two hundred years that the people of the capital have come into contact with such disciplined soldiers. I have never seen anyone from the Yue Family Army, but I have seen the Qi Family Army, and they don’t have such good military discipline.
The pay for these soldiers was astonishingly high. An ordinary soldier only had three taels of silver per month, while the soldiers in the Ming Dynasty only had three taels of silver, which was a tenfold difference. It is said that they also have bonuses.
These people greatly increase the consumption in the capital. They are all big benefactors. The soldiers do a life-threatening job and do not know what will happen tomorrow, so they are particularly willing to spend money. Even the performance of Bada Hutong has been rising steadily. Not to mention restaurants, bathhouses and other places.
Many soldiers secretly took out the things they were issued and sold them, adding a new business to the capital called military conduct. All kinds of canned meats, canned fruits, compressed biscuits, instant noodles, bagged coffee, candies, chocolates, cigarettes, etc. were distributed in large quantities, allowing the rich and powerful in the capital to enjoy themselves. These things were all at sky-high prices and ordinary people could not afford them. rise.
But it’s funny to say that most of these things came from the sweethearts of these soldiers. These women shrewdly asked to use these materials to offset the price, and then resold them on the black market and made a lot of money.
Seeing that these soldiers were about to leave, groups of young ladies waved their handkerchiefs and burst into tears. They really couldn't bear to let these stinky brothers leave.
