Because Zhang Yu and others have read "Australian Military Science" magazines such as "War History Research", they all know that Australians attach great importance to the "sense of military honor" and insist on "valuing literature over military affairs" and "using culture to control military force" since the Song Dynasty. There was a lot of criticism, especially towards Ming Dynasty's extreme devaluation of the status of generals - this was even echoed by Li Ziyu. %乐%文%精品 www.しwxs.com
"Only soldiers with a sense of honor can form an invincible army." This statement made a deep impression on Zhang Yu at first, but he had no idea what it meant to have a "sense of honor." Now, from these "senator soldiers", he probably understood what "soldier's sense of honor" is.
The soldiers of the Fubo Army stood like a pine tree and sat like a bell; they walked in an orderly manner with two people in a row and three people in a row, and their appearance and attire were neat and tidy... all of which gave people a strong sense of intimidation. The fear generated by ferocity and savagery is entirely on two levels.
Despite this, they spoke very kindly to the people and did not ask for anything from them. Zhang Yu's family was overrun by Chaozhou Yong, who came to "assist in defense" a few years ago. His parents knelt on the ground, kowtowed, and begged, so the little boss dropped a bunch of bad money that would break into eight pieces if dropped on the ground, patted his butt and left.
Sure enough, the world has changed. Zhang Yu sighed in his heart.
Taking advantage of the opportunity of delivering goods everywhere, he went to find his friends. Zeng Juan is almost like him now: he helps with the work at home and sometimes goes out to deliver goods; but the door of Li Ziyu's house is closed, and no one answers after he knocks on the door for a long time. Zeng Juan said that his family might have fled to the countryside - the Australians posted a notice. The military households of each guard station in the city are required to report for inspection and reorganization. Many guardsmen officers fled.
"Why are you running away? What use are those soldiers in the guard station?" Zhang Yu knew that the soldiers in the guard station were of no use at all. The Australians don't want to massacre, and they don't necessarily want to serve as soldiers - besides, there is nothing wrong with serving as soldiers for the Australians, at least they will be paid on time.
"Ordinary military households are ordinary people, so there is nothing to be afraid of." Zeng Juan said, "But Li Ziyu's family is a hereditary military officer... This time the Australians punished the subordinate officials in the yamen and allowed the common people to complain. The public was very angry. All those with blood debts were captured. Now they are in prison and tortured..."
"So what? They are military households, not subordinate officials." Zhang Yu was puzzled.
"My young master, why don't you understand? The officers usually enjoy a good life, but the military households work for them all year round. They are beaten and scolded, and in the end they end up selling their sons and daughters, and even suffer from cold and starvation. And died. What do you think will happen after this comprehensive test?"
"So that's it!" Zhang Yu understood immediately, "So..."
"That's right. I heard people say that all the troops who surrendered are gathered in the school grounds these days, and the soldiers and military households are called to report. Many officers have been arrested." Zeng Juan said, "How can the Li Ziyu family not run away?"
"There should be nothing wrong with Ziyu's family..." Zhang Yu originally wanted to say "nothing happened", but thought again. Li Ziyu said that his uncle was very rich, and the money was not obtained by exploiting military households. As for whether his uncle had blood debts, it was not something they could know.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know where Ziyu ran away now."
"I don't think we can see him anymore. Maybe he has gone north." Zeng Juan also sighed. No matter what Li Ziyu's temper was like in the past, they are good friends after all, and they are still part of their small group. "Finance Master", everyone has benefited from him. Just disappeared so suddenly. I can't help but feel sad.
That day he went out to deliver goods and came back. As soon as he entered his store, he saw several more people in his store, led by a few "Australians" wearing black uniforms, and beside them there were a few "followers" wearing copper hats. . He had seen them on the streets in recent days, checking people and patrolling the streets. I heard people say that this is the "Australian fast class" - the Australian name is "police".
For no reason, what was this Australian fast class doing at his house? Zhang Yu suddenly became panicked. Looking at someone inside, I knew him. He was the local commander-in-chief, Father He.
Seeing acquaintances makes me feel more at ease. When his mother saw him coming back, she quickly greeted him: "Yu'er, come over quickly and give me a gift!"
Zhang Yu hurried over and bowed, and saw the Australian leader saying: "You're welcome. Since I'm back, let's hurry up and fill out all the forms. There are still many people to go to."
Only then did Zhang Yu know that these policemen came to his home to "register their household registration." This matter is not unfamiliar, because every year the chief security officer and the chief A will inevitably accompany the yamen to "check the card list". In fact, they don't check what they are checking. A few hundred dollars worth of "straw shoe money". His mother once said, "If you do an inventory, the whole day's work in the store will be in vain."
But if you don't handle it carefully and offend the bosses, they will accuse you of "concealing gangsters" and lock you in the yamen with a chain, then it won't be a matter of a few hundred dollars. Once a person enters the class room, he cannot come out without taking out some real money. Shopkeeper Cao, who ran a small wooden shop, suffered like this. He was locked next to a urinal without food or water all night, and was released the next day after spending several taels of silver.
"Is this your son?" the policeman asked.
"Yes, it's Quanzi." Zhang Yu's dad quickly replied.
"This is the only child you have?"
"There were still a few left, but none of them were kept..."
"Name?"
"My name is Zhang Yu."
"How do you write? Do you know how to read? Come on, write!" He said and handed over the paper, pen and ink.
Zhang Yu quickly wrote down his name. The policeman looked at it for a moment and handed it to a policeman who looked like a clerk next to him. "Write it down." He ordered, "Name Zhang Yu, relationship to the head of the household: father and son." Then he asked: "Date of birth?"
"Born on the ninth day of the third month of the Wanli calendar year."
"What year is it in the Gregorian calendar?" the policeman who was the scribe asked the policeman who asked after writing.
"Wanli Wuwu is the forty-sixth year of Wanli..." The policeman opened the book, "1618!"
None of the Zhang family knew what 1618 meant, and they didn't dare to ask.
"Was it born here? Was it born between you and your current wife?"
In medieval society, the mortality rate of women during childbirth was extremely high, so men with some financial means would naturally have to continue their marriage. In addition, there are various complicated factors such as the birth of maids and concubines, the birth of married women, etc. It is not uncommon for children not to be born to the housewife.
"Yes, it is at home." Father Zhang Yu replied, "The son is indeed the son of Shan's Wife."
"Education level?" After the police asked, he probably felt that it was inappropriate to ask, so he added, "Are you studying?"
"Yes, Quanzi is studying in social science school..."
"Shopkeeper Zhang," the policeman said, "let your son speak for himself."
Zhang Yu thought for a while and said: "I have been studying in Social Studies for seven years. I can read all the four books and five classics. I have already taken the pen study to write articles and poems. I took the boy's examination last year..."
However, his article only resulted in filling in the form "Private School Intermediate".
Because it is difficult for the Senate to measure the level of education in traditional education, a simplified model is used to fill in the household registration. For those who have meritorious titles, their educational level is filled in directly according to the meritorious titles they have obtained; those who do not have meritorious titles are divided into three levels. Those who have attended private schools for several years and have not learned eight-legged essay writing are considered "junior students"; those who have participated in the boy's examination are considered intermediate; those who have participated in the boy's examination twice or more are considered advanced.
Because the lists of those who participated in the imperial examination and each boy's examination were archived in the government office, they could be compared and approved. Avoid someone deliberately over-reporting or under-reporting.
"Do you know how to make an abacus?"
This was added to meet the needs of this time and space. After all, those who could use an abacus to calculate were considered professionals in the 17th century. Still useful to the Senate. Therefore it must be registered.
"Yes." Zhang Yu secretly wondered, should he also ask about the abacus?
"Are you married?"
Zhang Yu couldn't help but blush: "No."
"Okay." The inquiring policeman said, "Next house!"
After saying that, they packed up their things and started to leave. Father Zhang Yu quickly handed over a bunch of money and said with a smile on his face: "Thank you for your hard work, gentlemen. This is straw shoe money. It's just disrespectful..."
Zhang Yu saw that the eyes of several "conformists" were shining, but the policemen in black were unmoved. The leader said: "Shopkeeper, we don't do this under the rule of the Senate! You cooperate with us Work is the best help. You get the money back, and you do small business. It's not easy to make a few bucks."
Zhang Yu's father wanted to be polite, but the police had already led the people out. Father He said: "Shopkeeper Zhang, no need! Now the world is dominated by the Senate, and this is not the way to go."
His father whispered: "Dad He, you can't just try to trick people."
Father He smiled and said: "I have already gone to six houses with them today, and I didn't even take the money for straw sandals. I will make an exception when I come to your house. Your free money is so touching, so you should take it back and spend it yourself."
Hearing what Paijia said, the family felt relieved. Zhang Yu went out to take a look, but saw that a group of people had already entered the tofu shop. Only two people were beating on the lintel of the tofu shop with hammers, which scared him. One jump. Taking a closer look, he saw that a wooden sign had been nailed down and the words were written on it with fire. On one side it says Welfare Street, but on the other side it says the "big food numbers" that I have seen in "Australian Magazine". There are Chinese characters marked next to it.
Then they saw that every house along the street where they came had already nailed this sign, and the numbers on each house were different. He also nailed this house sign - he thought to himself that the Australians had a clever idea! Every household is numbered, making it much easier to find them. When he goes out to deliver goods, it's okay to deliver to teahouses, but judging from the sign, it's difficult to deliver to private homes. Because we only talk about the number of XX Street/Alley from east to west. At most, add a sentence such as "There is a big tree at the door" or "There is a well not far from the street." (To be continued.)
