There were red candles burning in the wedding room, and as far as the eye could see, it was all festive red.
The bride is sitting on the edge of the bed, with a red hijab covering her head, and a special tool for picking off the red hijab is placed on the table.
Su Yonglin went straight forward and sat down next to Zhao Xirui, making Zhao Xirui tremble as if he was frightened.
"What, you were scared?"
Su Yonglin asked warmly.
"It's just a little unexpected...Why don't the officials follow the custom?"
Zhao Xirui's voice had a slightly undetectable tremor.
nervous?
"Some customs can control the sky, the earth, and your and my wedding room? If you and I can't even be the masters of the wedding room, wouldn't that be too helpless?"
Su Yonglin laughed and did not lift the red hijab. He lay half of his body on the soft bed and breathed comfortably: "From early morning to now, I have been working all day and night. I am exhausted. Are you too?"
"I'm fine... I'm just sitting in the back."
"Sitting is also very tiring."
Su Yonglin straightened up, stretched out his hand and slowly lifted off the red hijab on Zhao Xirui's head, and a beautiful and lovely face lightly painted with pink and white appeared in front of Su Yonglin.
"The official is really unique."
Zhao Xirui didn't seem surprised by this, and just made a complaint.
"It may be new to you, but you will get used to it soon. There is nothing that I, a private salt dealer who was born in the South but came to the North to rebel, can't do."
Su Yonglin laughed and stared at that beautiful and charming face for a while.
Zhao Xirui looked away slightly, feeling a little embarrassed.
"Do officials have to look at me like this?"
"Of course, you are my wife, why can't I look at you openly?"
Su Yonglin took action directly, caressing Zhao Xirui's face with both hands, feeling very happy.
Zhao Xirui seemed to feel Su Yonglin's happiness.
With Su Yonglin holding his face in his hands, Zhao Xirui was extremely embarrassed, but he didn't know how to stop Su Yonglin. His eyes were darting around, and his face was slightly hot.
Fortunately, Su Yonglin's stomach rumbled, breaking the strange atmosphere.
"hungry."
Su Yonglin retracted his hands, stood up with a smile, walked to the table, and looked at the rich food on the table.
"I haven't eaten anything decent since morning. I'm so hungry. How about you?"
"I'm not hungry……"
As soon as the three words were spoken, Zhao Xirui's stomach rumbled.
Then the little head bowed deeply, as if it were curled up into a ball, which was quite interesting.
Su Yonglin laughed, walked forward and bent down, grabbed Zhao Xirui's hand, held it, slowly pulled her up, and then held her hand and sat at the dining table.
"There are no other people here. This is the first time for us and our husbands to eat at the same table. Don't worry, and don't hide it. You can eat whatever you want, and how you want to eat."
Saying this, Su Yonglin first stretched out his chopsticks, picked up a large meatball, stuffed it into his mouth, and started chewing it beautifully.
Zhao Xirui looked at Su Yonglin devouring the food, and was stunned for a moment. Then he swallowed. Unable to resist the temptation of delicious food, he stretched out his chopsticks to pick up a piece of stewed mutton and brought it to his mouth. He immediately covered half of it with his sleeves. Her face didn't look like she wanted Su Yonglin to see her eating.
Su Yonglin didn't care either.
Zhao Xirui obviously didn't know what to say. It would be too embarrassing to just eat, so Su Yonglin took the initiative to start talking.
"Such delicious dishes can only be eaten on special occasions like my wedding."
Zhao Xirui looked at Su Yonglin curiously.
"How could it be? The official is the lord of Hebei. Even though he lives a simple life, he can't eat all these things, right?"
Su Yonglin smiled and shook his head.
"Of course you can eat it if you want, but I usually spend my days in the military camp. The army doesn't pay attention to these things. The army pays attention to fast, convenient and filling food. These dishes are too complicated."
"Then what do the soldiers usually eat?"
She is obviously more interested in this.
"Relatively monotonous."
Su Yonglin pointed at the dishes on the table and said with a smile: "Don't even think about this. It's not easy for the old firemen in the Huotou Camp to have time to make a meal of cakes for the soldiers. When they are busy, thick vegetable porridge is the best choice. A good choice, it is common to steam the wheat directly and eat it.”
"Did you steam the wheat?"
"Well, it's the kind of wheat that has not been shelled, steamed with water, and eaten bowl by bowl. The side dishes are also very simple, some salt pickled vegetables, occasionally some oil and water, and some bacon, which can be eaten every month Eat three to five times, of course, to ensure that you are full, you will never be starved of food."
Su Yonglin said with a smile: "My promise to every soldier is to keep them well-fed and never let them go to the battlefield hungry. However, it is very difficult to go further than this.
Most people like to eat cakes and make cakes as their staple food, but this takes too much effort. Grind the wheat into powder, and then make the powder into cakes, cooking cakes, soup cakes and other cakes. Only the army is stationed there. When there is no fighting in the country, the Huotou Army has time. "
"That's it."
Zhao Xirui nodded slowly: "Do the officers usually eat the same kind of wheat rice and salted vegetables as the sergeants? Nothing else?"
Su Yonglin nodded.
"I have formulated the military law myself. In the army, everyone from the commander to the soldiers eats the same meal. Only those who win battles and perform meritorious service can get extra meals. Since it is stipulated by me, the commander, then as the commander, I must set an example."
“Lead by example.”
Zhao Xirui smiled slightly: "No wonder the official became the first general of the Liberation Army. When I see him today, I know that the rumors are true."
"The first general of the Liberation Army...it's just a false name. I don't care. I only care about whether I can win the battle and whether I can overthrow Jin Ting."
Su Yonglin swallowed two more big meatballs, and then said with a smile: "The sergeants eat very quickly, and I am just like them. I eat very fast. It can even be described as rude. I hope you don't mind."
"Will not."
Zhao Xirui immediately shook his head: "Officer, I don't care about this kind of thing."
"Then what do you care about?"
Su Yonglin heard what she meant, put a piece of meat into his mouth, and looked at Zhao Xirui while chewing it.
"I will care whether the officials treat me sincerely."
Zhao Xirui put down her chopsticks and looked at Su Yonglin seriously, losing her previous shyness.
Su Yonglin also became a little more serious, put down his chopsticks, and looked at Zhao Xirui seriously.
The first heart-to-heart talk between a couple on their wedding night is of great significance.
"How do I treat you sincerely?"
Zhao Xirui pursed her lips and hesitated for a while before speaking.
"No matter what happens outside, I hope that the official will not bear it alone and hide all the sorrow and anguish in his heart. You can tell me that although I can't help the official solve difficult problems, I can at least make the official feel better.
My father was like this in the past. No matter what happened, as long as he was unhappy, he would hide it in his heart. He would only smile at me, as if nothing was going wrong, but behind my back, he would frown and sigh. He thought I couldn't see it, but I've seen it all.
It doesn't matter if I can't see it, but if I can see it, then I will be worried. I will be very worried about what happened, whether it is dangerous to my father, and whether it is dangerous to my family. I will have random thoughts and can't sleep. , that feeling is really uncomfortable. "
Zhao Xirui put her hands on her chest and looked at Su Yonglin as if praying.
"Just because I am a little girl, why don't you say anything to me? I am also a member of that family. If the family is in trouble, can I live alone?"
This is a very good question.
Su Yonglin also thought of his past self in a trance.
"In the past, I was the same as you, and my father and grandfather were the same to me. They were the heads of the family and the elders, so they should take full responsibility. As a child, I should not think about anything. Don't worry about it, just be obedient and do things as you are told.
As long as I can follow the path they planned, that's fine. They won't tell me or discuss anything else. They will only tell me how to do it when the time comes and tell me how to do it. is right. "
"Yes yes, that's it!"
Zhao Xirui raised her voice: "No matter what happens, whether it makes me happy or unhappy, dad will never discuss it with me. If you tell me when something happens, does that mean you have discussed it with me?
"Yes."
Su Yonglin nodded: "So I can understand what you have experienced and how you feel in your heart. I have experienced it too and feel the same way. For my parents and elders, my opinions are insignificant and they don't care at all. .”
"Yes, yes!"
Zhao Xirui nodded vigorously: "That's why I am very sad and unhappy. I always don't know until the end of the matter. It even makes me feel scared. Even every time my father enters my room, I can't help but be frightened."
Su Yonglin looked at Zhao Xirui's appearance and couldn't help but laugh.
"There are really few women in the world who can express their dissatisfaction like you. As far as I know, most people may think that it is natural for their elders to do this, and then they get used to it, and then they think it is natural. Of course, few people would think this is wrong."
Zhao Xirui was stunned.
"So, do you think I shouldn't be like this?"
"No."
Su Yonglin picked up the chopsticks, picked up a piece of fried shrimp balls with a smile and brought it to Zhao Xirui's mouth: "You are right to do this."
"real?"
Zhao Xirui's eyes lit up: "Does the official really not think that I am wrong?"
"Of course, I think so too. If you are wrong, doesn't it mean that I am wrong?"
Su Yonglin smiled and said, "Open your mouth."
Zhao Xirui smiled sweetly, opened her mouth and took a bite of the shrimp balls. She chewed them for a few times before she realized what she was doing and quickly covered them with her sleeves.
However, this is of no use.
"You've seen it all, why are you covering it up? Aren't you tired? You're covering me up in front of me, your official, and you don't treat me like a family member?"
Su Yonglin picked up another piece of shrimp ball and stretched it out in front of Zhao Xirui.
This time Zhao Xirui figured it out, put down her hand, lifted up the hair that fell to her mouth, took the shrimp balls into her mouth in one bite, and then started chewing them generously.
Su Yonglin nodded happily.
"Now that we are married, you and I are one husband and wife. I promise you that I will not hide any unhappy things in my heart and not tell you. I will also tell you all about our progress and the dangers we encounter, so that you can have something to say. A clear judgment, whether we win or lose, whether we are safe or in danger, I will never hide it from you."
Zhao Xirui nodded repeatedly while chewing, looking very happy.
She is really happy.
Of course, Su Yonglin was really happy.
The only thing he worried about was that if Zhao Xirui could not understand his thoughts, his actions, and the beliefs he upheld, it would be a bit sad.
But for now, it seems that we can still look forward to it.
This woman is very extraordinary and is of great value for guidance.
Isn't Xin Qiji a good example?
In addition to coaching drillers and attending classes, and participating in various training activities of the Guidance Department, Su Yonglin felt that he would compete with Tian Guizi for a job and replace Tian Guizi as the chief clerk of the Guidance Department.
The most powerful instructor in the Red Ax Camp led by Xin Qiji was not a real instructor, but Xin Qiji himself.
Sometimes the instructor's skill was not as profound as that of Xin Qiji, and Xin Qiji could explain things clearly that the instructor could not explain. So many times, the instructor of the Red Ax Battalion followed the soldiers to listen to Xin Qiji's lectures.
Listen to Xin Qiji talk about the conflicts between local tyrants and evil gentry and peasants and how peasants should resist.
It seems that Xin Qiji has forgotten that he was once a traditional intellectual from a big landowner family.
But really speaking, Xin Qiji's transformation of himself was quite thorough.
Before he rebelled against gold, he was worried that he would not be able to persist for a long time, or that the Liberation Army would not be able to persist for a long time. In order to leave him with no way out, he spent all his wealth to recruit volunteers.
Dispersing one's wealth means dispersing one's wealth in the literal sense.
There were only three generations in his family, so there was nothing to worry about. He dismissed all his servants and children, sold off all the land and houses except the ancestral home and ancestral hall, and then recruited soldiers and horses.
After Su Yonglin arrived, he also handed over the remaining unused military funds to Su Yonglin as a personal sponsorship for the Liberation Army's uprising.
To be honest, Xin Qiji is also a standard proletarian now.
He now relies on military pay and free meals and benefits in the army. He has no material desires. He has little interest in matters such as allocating land. All he can think about is training troops and refining theory.
Another option is to become a teacher and explain Su Yonglin's theories to the soldiers.
He never gets tired of training soldiers and being a teacher explaining theoretical knowledge to soldiers.
He seemed to have found a channel to greatly satisfy his spirit, so that after having this kind of spiritual satisfaction, he didn't care much about material enjoyment.
Xin Qiji, who has a profound cultural foundation, can also use more refined language and excellent logic to explain Su Yonglin's ideas, make some exquisite metaphors, and skillfully let soldiers with poor cultural foundation understand what he is about to say, thus allowing the soldiers to You can accept this set of theories faster and better.
I have to say that Xin Qiji is a good candidate for an instructor.
With him around, the instructors at Camp Red Ax felt like there was no need for them to exist.
Tian Guizi talked to Su Yonglin about Xin Qiji's advanced deeds several times. After realizing Xin Qiji's strong language organization ability and infectious ability, he even suggested that Su Yonglin transfer Xin Qiji from the front-line troops to be specifically responsible for the work of the guidance department.
Tian Guizi believes that Su Yonglin continues to expand the scale of the Guidance Department and the number of instructors. This is certainly a good way to strengthen control over the military and grassroots, but it is a great challenge to the Guidance Department's training capabilities.
Because he spends all his time planning training plans and assessing the quality of instructors, Tian Guizi is already very busy. He really needs some talents who are proficient in theory and good at preaching and teaching to be his deputy and help him train instructors together.
After choosing and choosing, he took a fancy to Xin Qiji and wanted Xin Qiji to help him.
Su Yonglin didn't mind this. He also felt that Xin Qiji was a good candidate, but he still felt that Xin Qiji's military ability was indispensable at present. He believed that Xin Qiji's military ability would be very important in the many upcoming wars. .
However, he also promised Tian Guizi that after overthrowing the Jin Kingdom and unifying the Central Plains, he could consider letting Xin Qiji participate more in the work of the Guidance Department and train more outstanding instructors.
By then, the important task of controlling the peasant uprisings in the Southern Song Dynasty, Dali, Goryeo, Xixia and other countries and exhausting them may fall on Xin Qiji.
With such a successful case, Su Yonglin is not worried about being in the same bed as his bed partner.
And more importantly - she is only sixteen years old.
A sixteen-year-old girl can do anything.
However, after thinking about it, Su Yonglin suddenly felt that it was necessary to establish an organization with more complete functions, expand the Guidance Department and add some functions.
Perhaps in addition to administrative functions, the Guidance Department can be established as an organization more consistent with its own goals, to be responsible for tasks that cannot be undertaken by government agencies.
With such an organization, Su Yonglin can have another arm to perform tasks outside the Liberation Army organization, and even bypass the bureaucracy when necessary, do his own things, and suppress the bureaucracy.
When an average emperor feels the constraints of the bureaucracy, he or she will tend to establish a spy organization to perform such tasks. However, the bureaucracy has always been vigilant and suppressive of the spy organization, and the spy organization relies too much on the emperor's personal power, which is unfounded. Ping, can't last long.
A strong emperor can use a good secret service organization to suppress the bureaucracy, but once the emperor is no longer so strong, the strength of the secret service organization will no longer exist, and may even become a problem for the emperor.
If you want to achieve long-term and sustainable goals, you must give this organization an upright identity, power, and foundation.
As an aboveboard organization with aboveboard powers, the Guidance Department has shared some of the tasks that should have been the responsibility of the bureaucracy, and it has done a very good job.
Without the Guidance Department's control over grassroots rural areas, Su Yonglin would not be able to control a stable source of troops and tax revenue.
As the occupied areas continue to expand, strengthening the functions of the Guidance Department seems to have become an option that must be put on the agenda.
