Gu Zhengchen handed over the official seal to the county magistrate Luo Shao for safekeeping and gave some instructions to Luo Shao, Zhou Mao, Yang Liang and others.
Luo Shao promised: "We will work seriously and live up to the county's respect and trust."
Zhou Mao, Yang Liang and others expressed their opinions one after another.
Gu Zhengchen felt relieved. The sealing of the twelfth lunar month was a normal arrangement, and this was not the first or second time.
Because there were few vacation days, there was an obvious conflict between Lao Zhu and the officials.
The Ming Dynasty founded the country based on filial piety and strongly respected filial piety. However, the emperor only allowed officials to work all year round, and it was inappropriate not to accompany his parents. You must know that when an official takes his wife and children to his appointment at most, not many people will bring their father or mother to their appointment. If they want to, the court will not allow them.
Lao Zhu thought about it, he had lost his parents, and he also knew that Pai Dalang and others paid homage to him from time to time. The officials' parents were still there, so he couldn't "take care of his son while his relatives are not there", so he got the seal of the twelfth lunar month government office and took a month's rest. system.
The government seal is only used to seal the chief seal official. There is no need to use the big seal for daily operations. The basic work of the county magistrate, chief registrar, and historian, such as catching robbers, collecting taxes, and investigating cases, does not require the use of the official seal. .
From this point of view, the sealing of the government office does not mean that the government office has ceased to do anything.
Gu Zhengchen looked at Gu Cheng: "You are now the big shopkeeper of the three courtyards. You are responsible for all accounts, shipments, delivery, taxation and other matters. If you can't leave at this time, you will stay in Jurong until the end of the twelfth lunar month. After the last batch of goods, let’s reunite at home.”
Gu Cheng smiled frankly and said: "Master, I have nothing to do when I go back. I might as well take the goods in Jurong, not to mention there are Shiba left to help."
Sun Shiba nodded repeatedly.
There is no need to worry about Gu Zhengchen's safety on his return trip. With Yao Zhen and Wu Rong around, there will be no accidents.
But when Jurong is in need of manpower, it always needs to put in more effort.
After Gu Zhengchen made the arrangements, he got on the carriage, with Yao Zhen as the driver and five soldiers on horseback as escort, and the three of them headed for Jinling.
The road was more bumpy and bumpy than before.
Stopping at the inn for one night, we arrived outside Jinling City near dusk the next day.
After getting off the carriage, Gu Zhengchen looked towards the city gate. The sergeant's armor was bright and he was fierce in his majesty. From time to time, he would stop a few people for questioning.
"What happened in the city?"
Gu Zhengchen saw that the city gate was somewhat guarded and couldn't help but look at the five soldiers.
Wu Rong shook his head slightly: "It's not that there is something going on in the city, but that as the New Year approaches, envoys from Ryukyu, Siam, Champa, Annan, Korea and other countries will come one after another to congratulate the Ming Dynasty on the New Year and good weather in the coming year. At this time of year, the city gates are patrolled There will be more sergeants, and there will be more interrogations than usual."
Gu Zhengchen nodded.
This is not a superficial job for Lao Zhu to do for international friends, but to establish prestige for his younger brothers and take this opportunity to promote the Ming Dynasty's military power.
It's just that this kind of muscle show is not shocking enough and it is not easy to impress people, so that their respect for the Ming Dynasty only exists in the documents and envoys, not necessarily in their own kingdom, and they may send troops to seize the counties and counties of the Ming Dynasty. Common people, such as Annan.
"Brother Wu Rong."
When the patrol sergeant saw the five soldiers, he quickly stepped forward to say hello.
Wu Rong grinned and said to Gu Zhengchen: "This is Liu Nanshan. He has thousands of families in the army and is a fierce general. Brother Liu, this is Mr. Gu."
Gu Zhengchen looked at the general in front of him. He had an imposing aura, his eyes were like lightning, his temples were slightly bulging, and his resolute face was dotted with pits, like marks left by acne.
"Liu Qianhu!"
Gu Zhengchen handed over his hand.
Liu Nanshan looked at Gu Zhengchen and asked without saluting, "Mr. Gu, are you from Jurong?"
"Exactly."
Gu Zhengchen said calmly.
Liu Nanshan took a step back, looked at Gu Zhengchen, clasped his fists and bent over: "Liu Nanshan has met Mr. Gu!"
Gu Zhengchen was a little surprised and asked quickly: "Do you know me?"
Liu Nanshan straightened up and said solemnly: "I am Qianhu of Shence Guard."
"Shencewei?"
Gu Zhengchen understood immediately.
The sergeants such as Zhao Hailou and Wang Liang who went to Jurong to help Gu Zhengchen catch the tiger were from Shence Guard.
Liu Nanshan looked at Gu Zhengchen with admiration: "Zhao Hailou and Wang Liangyuan are inconspicuous deputy Qianhu, and they are nothing in the Jinling Guards Camp. But now these two people have caused a stir between the Governor's Office and the Ministry of War. Pay attention, and all this depends on Mr. Gu’s guidance.”
Gu Zhengchen was a little confused.
Wu Rong explained on the side: "After Zhao Hailou and Wang Liang returned to the military camp from Jurong, they were promoted to Zhengqianhu, and the other sergeants were promoted to Hundreds. They followed Mr. Gu's teachings and requested to learn to read and read. Don't say anything now. In the Shence Guard, even the Yulin Guard is somewhat famous."
A warrior who wants to study is an outlier.
But how many people envy these outliers but can't?
Liu Nanshan also longed to be literate and read, but he couldn't handle those damn words. He could swing a knife left and right, and when he picked up a pen, he couldn't even write his name.
The characters all look similar. Who knows what they are called? After three days of learning, the military clerk just lay on the ground and foamed at the mouth. Didn't he just say to himself: Who is Cangjie? I want to compete with him in swordsmanship. , as for being so exaggerated...
However, Zhao Hailou, Wang Liang and others are really working hard and studying every day. Their perseverance is amazing. I heard that they both know more than 60 Chinese characters and can even write their own names.
Liu Nanshan was envious. According to this momentum, within a few years, Zhao Hailou, Wang Liang and others would likely be promoted to command officers, command colleagues, or even commander envoys.
After all, there are many people in the army who are good at killing people, and there are too few who are good at cutting people and can read. A guard with 5,600 sergeants, in addition to the military scribes, can find the top leader and write his name neatly. All of them are considered “cultured”.
"How did Mr. Gu make Zhao Hailou, Wang Liang and others determined to become literate?"
Liu Nanshan hopes to find the secret.
Seeing this, Gu Zhengchen smiled warmly: "The Yuan Dynasty has not yet been wiped out, and it is time to make contributions and find a prince. On the battlefield, the sword has no eyes. If you want to survive and make military achievements to protect your descendants, you naturally need some knowledge."
"That's it?"
Liu Nanshan couldn't believe it.
Gu Zhengchen nodded seriously and pointed at Liu Nanshan's chest: "For your own life and for the sake of future generations, you should bet everything on yourself! You are soldiers who have fought in hundreds of battles, and you are not afraid of thousands of troops. You can Killing through the enemy's formation, mere words are nothing. If you can't conquer words, it only shows that your heart is slack."
"I……"
Liu Nanshan clenched his fists.
Wu Rong stepped forward and patted Liu Nanshan heavily on the shoulder: "You heard me, bet everything on yourself and go study."
Gu Zhengchen nodded slightly and looked at Wu Rong: "Are you literate?"
Wu Rong suddenly felt bad and looked a little pale. He quickly said: "Mr. Gu, I don't need it. We are just guards. Guards don't need to be literate. Hehe, hehehehe..."
