Early the next morning, Zhao Xin got the statistical list of everyone in Heilongjiang City. He was flipping through the pages while eating breakfast, and saw Li Bi's name on the last page.
"A native of Shaoxing, Zhejiang, a teaching assistant at a government school. Interesting!"
For a Zhejiang native to travel thousands of miles to come to the northernmost military fortress to support education, let alone, he must be in exile.
After breakfast, Zhao Xin called Mi Shilang over and ordered him to formally enter Heilongjiang City with the third battalion, cooperate with the administrative staff to inspect the government offices, gunpowder depots, and armories in the city, and inventory the materials left by the Qing army; military discipline must be strictly observed after entering the city. , don’t disturb the people.
Mi Shilang thought for a while and asked: "Then shall we stay in the city at night or return to the camp?"
Zhao Xindao: "Your battalion is stationed in Heilongjiang City." He thought for a while and then said to Mi Shilang: "There is a Han named Li Bi who is an assistant teacher at the official school in the city. You can ask him for help with writing matters. By the way, Look at what this guy is capable of doing.”
"yes."
This time, Michelang led two companies and performed very well in the battle of Karen Mountain. He led more than 200 people to block the retreat of nearly 10,000 Tsarist Russian troops. Zhao Xin planned to transfer Mishilang to the staff headquarters after the end of the war against Russia, and directly promote him to the head of the regiment a year and a half later.
This low-level farmer from Mutsu and his younger brother both went to private schools when they were in the countryside, and their starting points were higher than others. Over the past few years, Mishiro has participated in big and small battles one after another, step by step from ordinary people. The soldier became the battalion commander; and his younger brother Yonejiro had long been the director of the Fuldan City Police Station.
Compared with the farmers from these island countries, the educated refugees from Henan are basically unwilling to serve as soldiers. Many of them work in the civil affairs and military industry systems. Nowadays, most of the grassroots soldiers of the North Navy are refugees from Henan and Shandong who were illiterate in the past. The most outstanding among the middle-level officers is Monk Zhou. This situation gives Zhao Xin a headache. Soldiers are supposed to take literacy classes every day, but recently There have been a lot of wars in the past few months, and it was delayed all at once.
Thinking of this, he called Wu Siyu and Hu Ji over and told them that starting from today, all the drills and training of each department will resume. Morning exercises in the morning, military training in the morning, free activities in the camp after the literacy class in the afternoon, and commentary and thinking in the evening Education is taken care of personally by Wu Siyu.
When Hu Ji heard this, he pinched his teeth, and Wu Siyu also had a big headache.
Starting this morning, the construction team will find an open space south of the old city and north of Heilongjiang City. In accordance with Zhao Xin's requirements, they will cut down trees, clear grass, and level the land, and prepare to build a rostrum for the "public trial meeting" there.
Zhao Xin planned to take advantage of the days waiting for Liu Sheng and others to arrive to engage in pro-people activities with the people in Heilongjiang City, and then convene these people to hold a public trial to find out and shoot all the Rakshasa who participated in burning, killing and looting. The first purpose was to frighten this group of invaders; the second purpose was to disintegrate the Manchu rule in the middle reaches of Heilongjiang and let the border people of all ethnic groups know who was the one who made the decision for them.
With Zamusu as the main witness, Zhao Xin was going to let the people from the security company take him to find the cavalry captain Petrovich of the First Musket Regiment. Because no one in the North Navy currently speaks Russian, he will have to personally interrogate them when the time comes.
In fact, it doesn't matter if you can't find it. The "eleven-throw-to-kill rule" has been around since ancient Rome. For the invaders, since they failed, they had to accept their fate.
Zhao Xin planned to teach them a profound lesson, that is, there is no need to discuss territorial issues. Anyone who wants to get involved in the Far East will have his hands chopped off, such as Ivan Jacobi, the governor of Irkutsk.
Later, Zhao Xin found Saharian and asked him to find some of his Hezhe hunters to follow him to Heilongjiang City. When the time comes...
After Mishilang received the mission, he immediately ordered the battalion headquarters' signal corps to notify the three company commanders to go to the battalion headquarters for a meeting. When Monk Zhou and the three of them arrived, when Mi Shilang gave the order, Monk Zhou immediately laughed out loud.
"Hey, battalion commander, it seems that you are rewarding us. I have found out clearly that the barracks in the naval camp are enough for us, so we don't need to lay the floor now!"
When Mi Shilang and the other two company commanders heard this, they immediately couldn't laugh or cry. They laughed and scolded Monk Zhou for being really worthless.
At 11 o'clock in the morning, the Third Battalion of the 1st Regiment of the North Navy held high the battle flag, sang "The River is Red", and entered the north gate of Heilongjiang City with high spirits.
When the soldiers sang "Jingkang is a shame, it has not yet snowed... The ambitious people are hungry and eat Hulu meat", more than a dozen lightly wounded Qing soldiers or family members of the bannermen who could understand Chinese in the crowd of onlookers showed their faces. With a panicked expression, I thought to myself, are you trying to settle the accounts with us?
For a moment, the family members of the bannermen who were watching turned around and left. They made up their minds not to go out on the streets except to go to the granary to receive three meals a day.
As for the border residents of Hezhe, Oroqen, Daur, and Solon who couldn't understand Chinese at all, they were all amazed when they saw the Northern Navy's majestic troops and their neat formations, which were not even a bit stronger than the imperial troops and horses. ; A few naughty children were still running into the Beihai Navy team, or learning to walk beside the queue.
A Sauron man said: "This soldier looks really majestic, but I don't know what his salary is."
Another Oroqen man said: "Yes, if they are like the imperial court, who pay two taels a month and take care of food and land, I will go with them to fight Rakshasa."
At this time, a hunter from Balke Village who was standing behind them interrupted: "I heard that it is much better than the imperial court. The new recruits receive twelve taels a month and are fed three meals a day. After serving as a soldier for one year, their families are also allocated fifty acres of land." . If it weren’t for the fact that a lot of my wives and children were gone and no one was there to take care of them, I would have gone a long time ago!”
"Ah?!" Everyone around felt unbelievable, thinking to themselves, is this still a soldier? This is no longer an uncle!
An hour later.
In the back hall of the Naval Battalion Office, Mi Shilang glanced at the tattoos on Li Bi's left and right cheeks and asked with a smile: "Are you Mr. Li?"
Li Bi knew what Mi Shilang was looking at. His face suddenly turned red and he said with shame, "I don't dare. I just teach some Chinese in the official school and make a living."
In the June weather, Li Bi couldn't cover his face with a cloth. The bright light in the room made the tattoo on his cheek very clear. Having been in Heilongjiang City for several years, the locals are no longer surprised by exiles like him. Those who are knowledgeable will generally not be harshly criticized; but those murderers, thieves, and even disobedient and unfilial exiles are looked down upon by both adults and children.
No matter how Li Bi adapted, he was an official from Gongju after all; as a scholar, the strong sense of shame caused by tattoos tortured him all the time.
In the Ming Dynasty, the "Da Ming Code" stipulated that family members of rebels should be tattooed, while thieves only had tattoos on their forearms. After the Manchus entered the customs, this Song Dynasty penalty was restored. Moreover, from the seventh year of Yongzheng's reign onward, both sides of the face had to be tattooed; the left cheek was tattooed with "Crime" and the right cheek was tattooed with "Place of Exile". This is also the reason why many officials and literati who were exiled to the Northeast often stay behind closed doors at other times except on official business.
For example, Zhang Runan, who was exiled to Heilongjiang together with Li Bi and was one of the criminals in the "Gansu Relief Case", has not left his house all day long since arriving in Qiqihar. Baotai, the Minister of Household Affairs, admired his knowledge and character and wanted to invite him to teach at the official school several times, but Zhang Runan refused to go; he even refused to receive help from kind-hearted people.
This time, had it not been for the resistance against Rakshasa, there were too many wounded soldiers in need of treatment, and Li Bi would not have gone out.
"Please sit down." Mi Shilang saw the other party's helpless look and motioned for him to sit down and talk. Li Bi cupped his hands and said "I don't dare," and Mi Shilang didn't force himself any further.
He smiled and said: "Mr. Li, don't be nervous. Since you teach in the official school, do you also understand Manchu?"
Li Bi said: "Of course I know a little bit about this, but I only have a brief understanding of it, not a master."
"That's great. We are lacking people like Mr. Li. I would like to ask Mr. Li to write two notices in Manchu and Chinese characters and help inform the residents of the city."
"This should be no problem, just ask the general for instructions."
Mi Shilang nodded, got up, walked to the door and shouted, "Is Guo Dalu here?"
As soon as he finished speaking, Li Bi heard someone outside the door say "We're here!", and then a young man walked in.
Li Bi looked sideways and saw that this man looked very young and of medium build. He was wearing a colorful short-sleeved shirt and trousers like that of the Northern Navy, and a pair of black low-waisted leather boots. His hair was also styled like Mishilang. With short hair and no facial hair, he looks very capable.
Mi Shilang introduced to Guo Dalu: "This is Mr. Li. He used to be a teacher at a government school in the city. He is proficient in Manchu and Chinese characters. I will ask him to work with you. If you need any notices for our cadres to write, let Mr. Li I’ll help you.”
"Yes!" Guo Dalu didn't talk nonsense and immediately stood at attention and saluted.
Li Bi saluted Guo Dalu, and then followed him out of the back hall with anxiety and came to an official room in the naval camp. Before he entered the door, he heard chatter in the office room. When he followed Guo Dalu into the house, he found that there were not only two men in the office room, but even two girls. His jaw dropped in surprise. on the ground.
Several young people looked young, and they were wearing the same clothes as Guo Dalu; the men were just fine, and the women all had two big, shiny black braids. When the four of them saw Guo Dalu coming in with a stranger, they all stopped talking and looked at Li Bi curiously. As a result, Li Bi was even more ashamed and his face almost turned purple.
Seeing Li Bi's face, Guo Dalu immediately remembered what Zhao Xin had said to them before setting off in the morning, so he comforted him: "Mr. Li, please relax and do your work. We adults asked me to tell you that there is a kind of medicine in Beihai Town Hospital. The machine is specially used to remove tattoos and tattoos. When you go to Beihai Town, within three or four months, they will be completely removed without leaving any scars."
Li Bi's eyes lit up, then dimmed again, thinking to himself how could there be such a thing in the world.
Seeing that he didn't believe it, Guo Dalu added, "Our first regiment leader will be here in a few days. He escaped from Ninggu Pagoda. You can ask him in person then."
Li Bixin wished that if there really was such a magical weapon, he could be buried in his ancestral graves a hundred years later. So he raised his hands and said to Guo Dalu: "Thank you very much! Mr. Guo has something to do, but please give me your instructions."
Guo Dalu smiled and said: "What kind of master am I? I am less than twenty this year, you can call me Xiao Guo."
Li Bi quickly said: "You can't do it, you can't do it!"
"Okay, then just call me Director Guo."
"Officer? What official position is this?"
"I'm not an official, I just work for the common people."
"..."
After one o'clock at noon, two notices written in Manchu and Chinese, with the ink still wet, were posted outside the gate of the rice storage warehouse; the first notice was "Announcement of the North Korean Navy Military Control Commission", and the second one stated that the North Korean Navy Notice on the discipline of entering the city. Because it was just after lunch time, all the people who came to the granary to receive meals had already left, and no one was watching at all.
After that, Guo Dalu and others, together with two soldiers from the Northern Navy, took two other notices and first went to the Qing Army's lightly wounded garrison in the school military field to post one, and then went to the Great Buddha Temple.
On the campus military field, several Qing soldiers who had just changed their gauze bandages saw that the Northern Navy men had left. Then they curiously walked to the notice board, looked at the two notices written in Manchu and Chinese, and muttered.
"Northern Navy, Heilongjiang City, military control, committee, proclamation, order..."
The injured Qing soldier who was reading the announcement paused for a few words, and several Qing soldiers around him listened with great difficulty. A Qing soldier with a bandage on his arm interrupted: "Sir, what kind of yamen do you think this committee is?"
The one called "Sir" rolled his eyes and cursed: "How the hell did I know? You interrupted me right at the beginning of my reading. If it had been before, I would have whipped you!"
Several other wounded soldiers advised: "Sir, please calm down. You don't remember the faults of small people."
The Qing army with a bandage on his arm quickly knelt down to plead guilty and beg for mercy. The "adult" felt that he had achieved enough, so he cleared his throat and continued to read.
In fact, what these Qing wounded soldiers were most concerned about was how the Beihai Navy would deal with them. After all, that group of people were Han rebels who wanted to "hungry for Hulu meat". Among the majority of the wounded Qing soldiers present, Han, Hui, and Manchu There were soldiers from , Oroqen, Daur, and Sauron, and these people all joined the Eight Banners.
There are not many Eight Banners and Han troops in Heilongjiang City. The banner soldiers have two assistant leaders, with a total of less than 200 people. Counting family members, there are only 500 or 600 people. They are mainly the descendants of the Dengzhou soldiers who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty with Kong Youde in the early years. During the Battle of Yaksa during the Kangxi Dynasty, they were recruited from Ningguta, Shengjing and Jilin Ula to operate the red cannons. Later, they were organized into the white and red flags. The Han army commander stayed here to guard the border.
As for the Hui people, there are not many of them. They all came here with the naval camp during the Kangxi period and were left behind after the war. Compared with the three waves of Manchu, Han and Hui people, the Oroqen and Daur soldiers are the old residents of the area.
As the Han army sergeant read the notice louder and louder, other wounded soldiers also helped each other and gathered around. After they listened to the Han army commander read the two notices, they realized that the entire article did not say how to deal with them. It only mentioned that "it is prohibited to destroy and rob, steal, and disturb the people. Reports will be merited, and violators will be severely punished." Class words.
A group of people thought that the people in white coats from the Beihai Navy had been busy treating the wounded since they entered the city yesterday, applying medicine and bandages to themselves, so a quick-talking guy suddenly said after a while: "They don't want to Shall we submit and become soldiers?"
coax! One stone stirred up a thousand waves, and all the wounded soldiers immediately started talking about it. If you think about it carefully, it's really possible. But the problem is that people like me were eating the salary from the imperial court two days ago, and now they are about to take up arms against the imperial court. How the hell is this possible?
As a member of the Eight Banners, do you oppose yourself? Shame!
On the other side, Li Bi also asked Guo Dalu the same question. Guo Dalu laughed and said, "Mr. Li, let's not talk about whether they can eat the food of the Northern Navy; even if they want to eat, they have to go back to the furnace and retrain. , it’s impossible to do without it for a year and a half!”
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