It's hard to explain why a scholar meets a soldier. This sentence is so true. Why does this phenomenon occur? It's because what civil servants have to do is too complicated and brain-consuming, and it is difficult for big-headed soldiers to understand it.
They did not understand the rules for the allocation of money in various regions of the Qing Dynasty, nor did they understand the rules for the flow of money and food between the central government and local governments. They could not understand the numerous factional fights in the imperial court.
The thinking of the big-headed soldier is very simple. I am a soldier and you are an official or a civil servant in charge of money and food, so I have to come to you for food!
You can't do it if you don't have money, and you can't do it because you've been beaten. I can't do anything to you right now, but the problem is settled.
Shen Baozhen was not willing to take the blame for the imperial court, so he quickly begged for mercy: "Commander Ma, that brigade commander... look at what happened. If I hadn't suddenly wanted to come to the barracks to take a look, this mess wouldn't have happened..."
"Brothers are suffering. The court did something wrong in this matter. The Ministry of War and the Ministry of Household Affairs can't come up with money or food...I am also incompetent and can't defeat those big guys in the court. That's why...hey..."
"Let the remaining whips be recorded. Don't hit them. If you hit them again, something will happen..."
Ma Ming said with a livid face, "Master Shen, don't worry, the Emperor's Imperial Guard still understands the truth. They are not the ancestral soldiers of the Eight Banners, nor the beggar soldiers of the Green Camp... We are learning the military training method of the head of state!"
"We have regular class meetings every day, and many truths are discussed at the meetings... We brothers actually all know the twists and turns involved!"
Hiss... Shen Baozhen was stunned at that time. He wanted to speak but he shrank back. He thought to himself, "Are you going to hold meetings every day for soldiers? Are you going to give these mountain people the inside story of the court?"
"No wonder the army has to devote half an hour every day to some kind of literacy class... Is this to develop soldiers into scholars?"
Ma Ming proudly looked at the formation of the soldiers who were being whipped, and at their tough-guy energy that was in pain but kept silent, "Why does the emperor want to train a new army of imperial guards? Isn't it to create the most unique iron army in the entire Qing Dynasty!" "
"If Mr. Shen is still looking at this army with the old eyes, he is totally wrong. Military regulations are military regulations. If you make a mistake, you must accept the punishment! This is natural and justified. My brothers have nothing to be dissatisfied with. !”
"You won't hold grudges against others just because of these whips! The emperor's army is not so petty!"
Shen Baozhen blushed a little after saying a few words, "Yes... yes! But the health of the brothers is important. After all, the emperor will be back soon. When the time comes, there will be a group of people lying on the bed... Anyway, these brothers will not be able to see Tianyan by then." , which is also a pity!”
This plea was on point. Ma Ming's face changed and he suddenly shouted "Stop!"
"Master Shen is right, I can't let my brother wait in bed waiting for Master Long Live to see! The remaining whips will be recorded first...the confinement will also be recorded...wait!"
When Ma Ming and Sanbao's eyes met, they suddenly said in unison, "Is the emergency call to the South China Sea sent by Long Live Lord? Hurry, go back to Fuzhou City as soon as possible..."
Mawei Shipyard is only forty miles away from Fuzhou. A quick horse can run back and forth in a short time, but at this time, the soldiers can't wait.
The lighthouse at Mawei Shipyard received the order from the New Army. The flag bearer of the Yulin New Army ran up to the lighthouse to send a flag to the clipper ship going upstream at the mouth of the Minjiang River.
"The British flag is flying, this is a British merchant ship... They are coming from Hong Kong..."
"I, I, I...fuck..." The flagman stuttered. He suddenly shouted at the herald below, "The British cargo ship Victor has sent an urgent message..."
"His Majesty the Emperor of the Qing Dynasty has returned...Long Live Lord is right behind...he will be here in half a day!"
People really can't help but think about it, the new army is thinking about the emperor, but good news has arrived. When Ma Ming heard the news, the whole army was in an uproar, followed immediately by the sound of shouting "Long Live the Mountain".
"Long live! Long live the return to China! Long live! Long live the Lord is coming to Fuzhou..."
Shen Baozhen was also frightened. He suddenly stood three feet tall and said, "Come here in half a day? Oops... The welcome ceremony is not prepared at all... Send me back to the city quickly!"
"Calling together civil and military officials from all over the province, as well as local elders and gentry... to welcome the Long Live Lord!"
Ma Ming and Na Sanbao were also frantic with anxiety. "What are you still doing? The whole army is getting new uniforms, wiping weapons and cleaning the barracks...waiting for the Long Live Lord's military parade!"
"We are finally leaving. Brothers, we are going north to go home... The rest of your life will be under the emperor's feet!"
"When I, Ma Laosan, return to the capital, I will smash the door of the Ministry of Revenue and see who dares to owe us military expenses!"
The army suddenly became panicked. As fast horses sent messages and newly laid telegraph lines delivered the news, all the 30,000 new Yulin troops in ten camps around Fuzhou knew the good news.
Ma Ming, Duncheng, Bomin, Na Sanbao, Duoluo...the guards and white flag disciples from Beijing began to gather at Mawei with their soldiers.
The 30,000-strong army marched out, and the entire Fuzhou ground was in shock. Group after group of soldiers wearing European-style military uniforms carrying brand-new weapons gathered at Mawei.
The common people crowded to the roadside to watch the majestic troops flowing in. These soldiers, who strictly followed military regulations and never disturbed the people, were welcomed from the bottom of their hearts by the common people.
"I heard that you are leaving with Long Live Lord... My children, will you come back?"
"What do you say when you see Long Live Lord... Do you know how to speak Mandarin?"
"Follow Master Long Live, don't lose the prestige of us Fujian people! Don't be afraid of being bullied when you go out, fight back!"
Everyone in Fujian knows that the 30,000 troops outside Fuzhou City cannot be stationed here permanently. They are just waiting for the return of His Majesty the Emperor.
Usually they don't show it, but once they know that these hometown soldiers are leaving, people really feel a bit unbearable!
Many women, children and elderly people all shed tears. These are all soldiers from their hometown. Who knows how many of them will come back alive after they go out?
Even if he came back alive, he would still be a young man who ran away from home, his local accent has not changed, and his hair on his temples has faded!
These young men are destined to see this for the last time in their lives. When they get old and leave the army, and return to their hometowns, it is not known how many of these farewells will survive.
The squad and platoon leaders in the New Army were all native mountain people. Seeing more and more people seeing them off, their eyes suddenly turned red and tears fell down.
"Everyone... salutes my fellow villagers...!"
With a bang, the marching team gave a military salute to all the people, and the iron flow was still rolling forward!
The collective mobilization of 30,000 people was indeed a very spectacular event. They pushed out all the equipment they could get their hands on.
The strong horse ran forward with the field gun grunting, and the four of them shouldered the heavy machine gun while walking with white smoke coming out of their heads. The Mauser rifles were all bought from Prussia thanks to the relationship between the Führer.
The limited war horses were given to the messengers. These cavalry galloped back and forth on the official road outside Fuzhou City, passing on the latest orders one by one.
"At 4:30 in the afternoon, the entire army must assemble into a square formation at Mawei... No matter when Long Live Lord arrives, we must stand and wait..."
"Order the Logistics Department to immediately use cash to recruit people to make field rations and distribute all the canned food in the warehouse..."
"Some fishermen reported in advance that the British fleet on which Long Live Lord was riding has seen its shadow... It will definitely arrive at the tail of the horse in two hours..."
"The whole army is running and walking... forward! Cheer up and move forward!"
