"Do you think you are very powerful? Or am I unable to carry out this bandit suppression without you?
Or do you mean that I can do a lot of things without you for half a year? "
Song Zhe's successive questions made Zhao Ming a little dumbfounded.
Why is this situation developing so differently than I expected?
"Sir! I don't mean to be humble, it's just... I just want..."
"Needless to say, you can go back. Your appointment will be issued soon, and I will give you a place to go."
Hearing these words, Zhao Ming became even more confused.
Then he was asked out in a daze, without even having time to talk about the gift.
Until I returned to the camp, I was still doubting myself.
"It shouldn't be! What's wrong with me? Or is it because I'm eager to show off?"
Zhao Ming was very confused and a little annoyed at the same time.
I tried so hard, just trying to fight with my head in my belt, but in the end I couldn't get a single word of praise.
No wonder history says that General Song was extremely demanding and strict in running the army.
There was no room for grievance in his heart, but of course Zhao Ming quickly adjusted his mentality.
Without him, his life would be dead anyway. You can't kill him because of the killing of prisoners. This is just a matter of talk, but it is absolutely impossible to do it.
Afterwards, the prisoners were handed over to other departments, and Zhao Ming and others started to do nothing.
As always, eating, sleeping, chatting, and occasionally patrolling.
Other than that, there's almost nothing else going on.
It was like this for four or five days in a row.
Moreover, there was no mention of restoring the original establishment. The brothers who were assigned to Zhao Ming still followed Zhao Ming.
Now, except that Zhao Ming is just a temporary battalion commander, nothing has changed.
And on the morning of the fifth day, Zhao Ming was appointed.
Zhao Ming was a little stunned when he heard the appointment mentioned by the messenger.
What does this mean?
Want me to go north? Going to the prairie?
Zhao Ming was confused. This was more of an appointment than a transfer. He was directly transferred from the rich Central Plains to the bitter cold land in the north.
The place he went to was nowhere else but Chahar.
This place may sound strange at first, but in this day and age, that’s what it’s called.
In later generations, Chahar should be located at the junction of Inner Mongolia, Hebei, and Shanxi, with jurisdiction over the three cities of Zhangjiakou, Datong, and Xuanhua, and 32 counties.
Zhangjiakou is now the capital of Chahar.
Moreover, the position appointed by Zhao Ming is also outrageous. Zhao Ming was appointed as the director of the Chahar Eight Banners and the Simu Qun Horse Camp, under the jurisdiction of the Military and Animal Husbandry Department of the Ministry of War.
It governs the Eight Banners and Four Herds Groups of Chahar, and is responsible for the civil affairs, taxation, money and food, and catching and stealing of the people of the Eight Banners and Four Herds Groups of Chahar.
The power seems great at first glance.
What is responsible for the civil affairs, taxation, etc. of the herdsmen, and the four major herds, which must have tens of thousands of horses.
But in fact he is just a racecourse director.
Of course, this official position can be regarded as a ministerial official in some big cities, but he only cares about herdsmen and horses.
It has certain military management rights, but it is limited to catching thieves. It is strictly a police department.
The description of the appointment above is also very interesting. Zhao Ming was allowed to take 300 people and travel northward with light equipment.
Each person can bring one horse and one knife!
What does this mean?
Seeing this, Zhao Ming felt something was wrong.
Why is this exactly the same as when he asked to take down Li Shuiwa?
Let yourself be a magistrate and not even give yourself a gun?
Zhao Ming is really depressed now.
After he entered the army, his initial idea was to make great achievements quickly and be promoted to brigade commander or even division commander as soon as possible, or even climb to a higher position.
At that time, he will be more or less a small warlord. In ancient times, he was also a prince.
He had a strong sense of autonomy, but now, everything is gone.
Some are just a piece of grassland that can't be seen to the end, and there is also a vast wilderness that day, and cattle and sheep can be seen on the grassland in the wind.
After calling Monkey, Dashan and other confidants over and telling them about the incident, everyone reacted in confusion.
Because this looks like exile no matter how you look at it.
Marshal Feng now has a very large territory, and Chief Song, as Marshal Feng's confidant, does have the ability to dispatch at will.
But who has made great achievements and rewards his subordinates like this?
Isn’t this setting people up for death?
"Master Zhao! Can we not go? I heard that there are not even a few women in that ghost place, either cows or sheep.
And after staying there for a long time, I couldn’t get rid of the sheep smell on my body, which made me sick. "
Monkey was the first to express his rejection.
Although Guanzhong is quite miserable right now, like purgatory on earth, everyone feels that this is only temporary and may get better soon.
Zhao Ming shook his head. It was impossible not to go. The order was issued. This was a military order.
He didn't know how he offended Old Song, but he knew that if he refused, Old Song would probably have an excuse to kill him.
He turned to look at Dashan and asked, "What do you think, Dashan?"
Dashan was silent, thought for a while and then shook his head, "Master Zhao, I may have to go back to Jinmen soon."
As soon as these words came out, there was some silence in the room.
It seems that he is afraid that Zhao Ming will misunderstand. After all, these words sound weird, as if he doesn't want to suffer with Zhao Ming.
"Master Zhao, I want to pay homage to my wife. I visit her grave every year, and it's almost time this year.
But Mr. Zhao, if you go to Chahar, I have some friends who are familiar with it.
When I go back this time, I can also help you win over some brothers. "
Dashan paused as he spoke, then hesitated and said, "But my brothers may be a little greedy for money.
They are the type who can't afford to work early without profit. If Mr. Zhao can pay wages, they will be very happy. "
Zhao Ming had no intention of doubting Dashan.
He now understands Dashan. If he is good to you, he means he is sincerely good to you, and there will be no frivolous things.
But I'm also quite curious. I didn't expect Dashan to have a wife, and she was already widowed.
But it's normal. Dashan is about 27 or 28 years old.
It was indeed the time when he had a wife and daughter, but what made Zhao Ming strange was, could it be that Dashan didn't renew his relationship?
However, Zhao Ming was embarrassed to ask directly about these matters.
But another thing Dashan mentioned made Zhao Ming interested.
"Da Shan, those friends you mentioned...were they the ones you met in the Eight Banners Camp? Are they the people in the capital?"
Zhao Mingke still remembered that the monkey once said that Dashan used to be Lord Baylor.
"Well, I know the son of the last Chahar Governor and Deputy Governor, and the second and last one, the General Manager and Deputy General Manager of the Eight Banners of Chaharbu, the white flag and the yellow flag."
Dashan nodded, but what he said made Zhao Ming's eyes brighten.
If you go to Chahar to take up your post without knowing anything, you will naturally suffer hardships, you will not know anything, you will naturally be hindered in many ways, and you will probably live a hard life.
But with acquaintances leading the way and even helping with management, maybe this is an opportunity!
"Chahar~Chahar!~What a place to raise horses! Raise horses and raise horses! What if I, Zhao Ming, raise horses?"
This is a place for raising horses, so why is it not a place for raising soldiers? "
Zhao Ming thought to himself, his eyes narrowed slightly, and a smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.
Maybe this time is both a disaster and a blessing!
