"What's the explanation?"
Hearing this, Zhang Wei was a little suspicious.
He really didn't know much about Chahar's situation.
I'm just curious, what big event needs someone like Zhao Ming to go through?
After all, although Zhao Ming is still young and has only seen two or three incidents, he cannot see much, but youth is also an advantage. As long as he is carefully cultivated, his future achievements will definitely be high.
"Chahar is not peaceful now. The number of war horses provided to the front line is getting smaller and smaller year by year. Only fifty horses can be provided this month. What do you think is happening here?" Song Zhe asked rhetorically.
"How did I know this!" Zhang Wei rolled his eyes.
"Forget it, I won't go into details. Anyway, now Chahar needs a young boy to take care of him.
I wouldn't trust a mature person, but Zhao Ming is just right for him. Doesn't he like to fight and kill a lot?
I want to see if he can make waves there!
You must know that the director of Chahar's racecourse has been in office for three consecutive terms and has never been replaced...it's not that the boss doesn't change him~"
Song Zhe's words made Zhang Wei frown even more as he listened.
He vaguely understood Song Zhe's thoughts.
"Is this really okay for you? I know what you mean, but Zhao Ming doesn't know. He might be blaming you.
You have put so much thought into choosing such a place for him. Once he really succeeds, this kid will definitely be an all-rounder who can be both civil and military.
But...does he know? "
"Don't worry, this kid will definitely know. I told you, he looks a lot like me!"
Song Zhe shook the ashes from his cigarette, his face full of conviction.
——
"Oh, stop talking! That guy Lao Song is nothing. I live and die for him, and I will do whatever you ask me to do!
When I was asked to pull out the turrets, I took my brothers up without saying a word.
When Chencang was in trouble, I patted my chest and promised to capture Chencang within three days. But as a result, I came back the next day, not only annihilating them all, but also gaining something else!
Why? I owe him! "
"Hey! Brother Zhao! Brother Zhao be careful what you say!"
"Brother Zhao, you drank too much! You don't want to say these things!"
At this time, in the 323 barracks, which was originally a private temporary residence belonging to the battalion commander Zhang Kai, Brigadier Liu, several of his confidants and Zhao Ming were drinking and talking.
It was quite normal at first. Zhao Ming smiled and kept quiet about business matters. It was just the two brothers chatting and chatting.
I just heard that Zhao Ming had rewarded them, and the logistics department did not restrict alcohol in their camp, so they naturally drank to their heart's content.
Several people took turns pouring wine into Zhao Ming. Zhao Ming considered himself a good drinker, but he was also a little drunk.
Not too drunk, but really drunk.
After drinking too much, he had no control over his mouth, and his dissatisfaction with Lao Song was directly expressed with the most cordial greetings.
What old Song Dynasty, he is not a son of man!
What an ungrateful Song Zhe! Cross the river and burn the bridge, Song Laogou!
All kinds of comments made Brigadier Liu, Zhang Kai and others feel frightened.
Good guy, I heard that this drink was specially approved by Chief Song. Is it really okay for you to curse others like this while drinking their wine?
"Brother Zhao, stop talking and let's drink! Drink!"
"Yes, yes! Drink! Drink!"
Seeing that Liu Wu was the first to make a fuss, everyone hurriedly poured wine into Zhao Ming. Good guy, if Zhao Ming were to continue, he might scold all eight generations of Chief Song's ancestors.
Of course, this drink was not for nothing.
There are a total of 300 places available for Chahar.
Zhao Ming didn't want to apply for all the 300 places in Fengjiazhuang. The brothers in Fengjiazhuang had different levels of fighting power, some were very powerful, and some were very stretched.
He will only select a small number of people from Fengjiazhuang.
Therefore, Datou must recruit people from Zhensong Army.
For this drink, Liu Wu had already sworn that he could choose whatever he wanted, as long as he liked it and had the ability.
With this agreement in mind, Zhao Ming started picking people after he sobered up the next day.
After the appointment and transfer of orders, Zhao Ming's original establishment was completely useless.
The selection of people is done among these people. After all, the brothers here have followed him through life and death.
Firstly, it was easy to use, and secondly, these brothers also admired him.
After selecting more than 200 brothers and registering them, Zhao Ming prepared to take the brothers back to Fengjiazhuang first.
There are two full months for this appointment. With plenty of time, Zhao Ming can go home to visit relatives first.
The better thing is that the Fengjiazhuang farmers and swordsmen who were originally brought here by Zhao Ming can follow him back.
It's a small way to encourage Zhao Ming to go north. I don't know if it's for comfort.
This incident also made the brothers who came out of Fengjiazhuang breathe a sigh of relief.
The military camp was nice, but that was when Zhao Ming was there. Without their Mr. Zhao, life would have been miserable.
Moreover, many people have long regarded Fengjiazhuang as their hometown. If they died on the battlefield without Master Zhao, their death would have been in vain.
Soon, more than 300 people, including the nearly 300 selected brothers, rushed towards Fengjiazhuang.
Because most of the Fengjiazhuang brothers are just for reinforcements, the horses in the military camp cannot be ridden and can only be walked, so the team cannot speed up.
At the same time, Fengjiazhuang——
With Zhao Ming taking away most of the young people in Fengjiazhuang, the entire Fengjiazhuang seemed to be entering a countdown to its lifespan every day.
Just like the old Mr. Feng, the whole Zhuangzi exudes a sense of bleakness.
There are women silently doing physical work comparable to that of men, and children have more space to move around in the village.
Because there are less adult restrictions, it seems that there is more space for play, but everyone feels that it is not interesting just to play.
If you let them play seriously, they find it boring. It would be interesting if they had adult supervision and played secretly in a place where adults can't see.
In Zhuangzi, there were more faint sounds of crying. Some farmers still had some white sails and white cloth hanging at the door of their houses. Apparently, there had been mourning not long ago in Zhuangzi.
A few days ago, someone sent a letter from the military camp, and with it came many relics of the fallen soldiers.
When these relics were sent back, the entire Fengjiazhuang was instantly shrouded in sadness.
Although there are about a thousand people, the actual population is only two to three hundred households, half of which are old, weak, women and children. The loss of so many young people is a blow to Fengjiazhuang.
"Madam, please take a rest!"
The new residence where Zhao Ming originally moved to was previously an unused house.
It was the eldest son of the Feng family who lived there before. After the eldest son of the Feng family died, the house remained idle. After Zhao Ming and Feng Yunyun got married, it became their new residence.
But now Ah Fu saw Feng Yunyun doing needlework whenever she was awake for several days. He saw it in his eyes and felt anxious in his heart.
The young lady rarely sleeps recently. I heard from the maids that she has to stay up very late every day.
Needless to say the reason.
"Afu, if you want to be busy, go ahead and do it. If I don't do something now, I won't be at peace."
Feng Yunyun smiled and shook her head, then continued to work on the needlework on hand.
