But in this day and age, sometimes you have to do it.
Why is this era an era where heroes, heroes, and gentlemen emerge in large numbers?
Otherwise, sometimes the environment changes a person.
Just like counting ancient emperors in detail, you can find something very magical. It seems that heroes and heroes all appear together, and they are all in the same place.
For example, in the Ming Dynasty, why were all the fellow villagers around Lao Zhu talented?
Why are the fellow countrymen around Liu Bang also full of talented people?
It seems like these self-made emperors are surrounded by talented people?
Do times make heroes, or are they heroes themselves?
This is nothing more than environment shaping people.
Zhao Ming knew one thing well in his previous life: don't underestimate anyone.
Maybe you are a college student, and when you return to the village, you feel that the village is full of idiots. If you think so, then you may be one of them.
In fact, there are smart people in any poor and down-to-earth village.
In the same way, for the founding emperors in ancient times, their fellow villagers may not all be human beings, but as their status gradually rises and their horizons and identities change, even a fool can become a talent.
As long as anyone is given multiple opportunities to practice, unless the person is born with a brain disease, almost most of them can become a talented person in governing the country.
This is also the reason why the country was governed by villages in ancient times. Many of the first-generation emperors who started from scratch were surrounded by weaklings.
Zhao Ming does not have any imperial dreams, which is a reversal of history.
But since we have re-lived in this era, we have to do what we can to save some unhappiness.
Just as Zhao Ming's thoughts were racing, he suddenly saw a group of people coming from a distance.
"Master Zhao! It's Wang Er. The second master is back!"
A scout brother quickly stepped forward to report.
This is how the brothers now call Wang Er, although the boy is very uncomfortable with being called "Master" like this.
But everyone thinks that all monkeys can be called Marquis, and Wang Er is more reliable and stable in his work. It is not necessary to call him Er Ye, but it makes him feel closer.
Like a monkey, his title of Marquis was first spread from his confidants.
It's good for Wang Er here. He and his confidants were the last to find out. They refuted it several times and found that it was of no use, so they gave up.
Zhao Ming is not opposed to this. Now that his family has a small financial background, he is so friendly and his cohesion is strong enough.
But if you sit too far back, you have to restrain yourself from using this name, at least not in public.
Otherwise, when outsiders hear this name, they will think that they are just a group of bandit leaders.
Zhao Ming was a little surprised when he saw Wang Er and his party. Why had the team grown so much?
It's not that the number of people has increased, it seems that the number of people has not changed. There were a hundred people when I left, and it was still a hundred when I came back.
There were just many carts pulled by horses carrying loads of goods.
The weight seemed to be quite heavy, and the wheels of the car were pressed in quite deeply.
"Master Zhao!"
Four or five meters away, Wang Er quickly turned over, dismounted, and bowed his hands toward Zhao Ming as a courtesy.
Zhao Ming's group is different from other regular troops. During wartime, everyone will unconsciously perform military salutes, but in normal times, the etiquette is varied.
The herdsmen brothers have the etiquette of putting one hand on the chest on the grassland, and the Zhensong Army has even more bizarre shapes. Some of them are the etiquette of the old sword guild.
Some are a kind of etiquette in the world of circling one arm and giving a thumbs up. The more common one is to clasp your fists and bow.
"It seems like there are a lot of things coming back?" Zhao Ming asked curiously.
This is not just about getting things back, but a lot of things, including more than ten carriages!
At the same time, Zhao Ming also silently estimated the time.
It has been eighteen days since the last night attack.
Normally, the trip from here to Zhangjiakou Dutongfu can be reached in five days at a fast pace.
Even if you slowly bring the goods back and forth, fifteen days is enough.
Even though they were all traveling back and forth with their goods, Wang Er and his party were working very hard on the way there.
But considering that the other party deliberately took a long detour for this batch of goods, otherwise it would be difficult to escape the detection range of the Outer Mongolians.
After all, the cavalry's investigation scope is very wide.
"Master Zhao, the situation... is a bit special..."
Wang Er was a little late and didn't know where to start.
Old Suntou on the side smiled and started to help explain.
Lao Suntou explained in great detail, almost telling Xiangxiang in detail what they had seen and heard along the way, especially the things they encountered in the Dutong Mansion.
After listening for a long time, Zhao Ming became more and more confused.
"You are saying that this Chief Zhang not only generously sent us guns and ammunition, but also sent us food, and not only that, he also appointed me as the temporary commander-in-chief of Chabei, with the rank of lieutenant colonel?"
After saying this, Zhao Ming felt like he had said it wrong or heard it wrong.
Has the world changed somewhere?
When did this boss become so generous?
"Uh... Mr. Zhao, Mr. Sun is right, that's it. Chief Zhang is also very enthusiastic..."
Wang Er scratched his head, recalled carefully and added, "Oh, by the way, he also said that he can rest assured that the front line will be left to Mr. Zhao. In general, let us not worry about the rear.
Food, firearms and ammunition will be sent one after another in the future.
He also said that Mr. Zhao, you are a bit young now, and your rank of lieutenant colonel is already somewhat unusual.
But on his side, everything speaks for itself with military exploits.
It's just food, grass and ordnance. The Outer Mongolian offensive is currently in full swing. It's probably not easy to deliver the follow-up ordnance. The Outer Mongolian blockade will only become more and more serious. "
Listening to this, Zhao Ming vaguely understood something.
He couldn't help but ask, "It seems that Chief Zhang is hanging on to me! By the way, has anything major happened on the grassland recently?"
Zhao Ming frowned. If there was nothing serious, Chief Officer Zhang's reaction was completely unreasonable.
"This... seems to be a big event..."
Wang Er thought for a while and nodded, "Not long ago, about twenty-one days ago, Chief Zhang sent an independent regiment to station in Chazhong to prevent the Outer Mongolians.
In the end, I don’t know how they garrisoned, or whether they were greedy for merit and rushed forward. In short, they returned with a great defeat.
We didn't know about this at first, but on the way back, we found that the Mongolian enemy cavalry on the front line along the Chazhong route was becoming more frequent. We felt something was wrong, and we learned about it after asking nearby fleeing herdsmen.
Mr. Zhao, do you think that Chief Zhang is a little unsure and wants to spend money and effort to win people's hearts so that we can put more effort into defeating the Outer Mongolians? "
Wang Er's guess is somewhat reasonable, but it is still too far-fetched.
Zhao Ming shook his head. Considering his strength on paper, he was not confident in defeating the Outer Mongols, let alone Chief Zhang.
But why?
It makes sense to send food with guns and ammunition, and I want them to hold back more troops from Outer Mongolia.
It is very unreasonable to just appoint a temporary deputy commander of Chabei with the rank of lieutenant colonel.
The temporary deputy capital commander is just a gimmick, but the military rank is real. As long as Zhao Ming doesn't make any big mistakes, it is almost impossible to be demoted.
