"Commander, this is a serious matter, so please be careful."
Fu Yijian was going crazy.
He never thought that Zuo Mengeng would want to shave his head on a whim.
This is a barbaric move by shaving your hair to change clothes!
"It's just a matter of shaving my hair. I've wanted to do it for a long time. If you keep your hair long, can you ask them if they feel uncomfortable during the war?"
As soon as this statement came out, the mentality of the entire New Army changed. More than 80% of the people nodded in unison.
Long hair is definitely a taboo on the battlefield, as it has too many disadvantages.
First of all, because of long hair, wearing equipment will cause a lot of trouble. And sometimes it gets in the way, seriously affecting movement.
Although the ancients had known for a long time that wrapping their hair with a cloth kerchief only slightly alleviated some of the trouble.
The real trouble is cleaning.
The general in the army was fine, and the conditions were more comfortable. Although cleaning his hair was laborious and laborious, he could still do it.
For ordinary soldiers, there is really nothing they can do.
Even in the military camp, cleaning hair is a big deal.
Once on the battlefield, it's almost impossible to care whether your hair is clean or not.
"This long hair, once it is not cleaned for a long time, will get lice and fleas. These things sucked the blood from one of you, and then ran to the other person. If one of them has something If you are sick, you will infect other people. By then, everyone will be sick. Isn’t it scary?”
Zuo Menggeng’s popular science has made many people shudder.
The soldiers of the new army are different from the traditional army. They have to learn.
No matter how good your academic performance is, at least you know a lot of common sense.
They have long understood the spread of the disease and have paid attention to personal hygiene.
But only now do I know that there are so many problems with long hair.
Mao Yuanyi and others did not dare to persuade him any more, and they always felt that their scalp was itchy.
Seeing that everyone had been calmed down, Zuo Mengeng sat down with a golden sword and ordered: "What are you waiting for? Shave your hair, starting with me."
There are no skilled barbers in the army, it's just a man who is relatively good with a knife.
When it was time to shave Geng Xiaoer's hair, he didn't take it seriously; but now when it was time to shave the commander-in-chief's hair, he almost peed.
Before he could take action, the surrounding guards stared at him like tigers.
The knife in his hand is a knife. If he has any evil intentions...
Poor barber, how could he have any bad intentions? He was so frightened that he couldn't hold the knife.
Zuo Mengeng felt it.
"Don't scare people, it's just a haircut. Later, he will shave it for you. Be careful, he will avenge his personal revenge and shave you to become a monk."
Everyone in the guard company felt a chill, and all of them thought their eyes were much kinder.
Good guy, the old tiger shows a kind smile...
Even scarier.
With great difficulty, it took more than an hour to complete Zuo Mengeng's hair shaving.
The long hair that was originally above the shoulders, after his request, turned into a short haircut. The top of my head suddenly became clear, as if a huge mountain had been removed.
"Oh, it's refreshing, it's really refreshing. This is what our soldiers should be like!"
Zuo Mengeng stood up happily, asked for a mirror from Li Zhenli, and kept observing his new hairstyle.
In a trance, it seemed as if he had traveled through time and space, and finally met the soul of the later generations.
Others looked at his new appearance, but they always felt it was strange and found it difficult to adapt to it.
Zuo Mengeng didn't know it, he happily took the hat and put it on casually, it felt very good. He took off his hat again, feeling the cool air on his scalp, and his whole body seemed to become wiser.
Li Zhenli stood aside, looking confused as she watched the strange man who had experienced the world turn into a "monk".
Why is he so happy?
When Zuo Menggeng was satisfied with her beauty, she returned the mirror to Li Zhenli and said to Geng Xiaoer on the hospital bed: "Look, just shaving your hair, what will happen? No. So, don't have those unnecessary worries. Those It’s just the dregs of feudalism, and like binding women’s feet, it’s a bad custom that should be despised.”
It must be said that Zuo Menggeng set an example and gave Geng Xiaoer great courage.
"I...I listen to the commander-in-chief."
Zuo Mengeng found Mao Yuanyi.
"How about it, Commander Mao Da, why don't you come and set an example for the whole army?"
Mao Yuanyi took a breath of cold air.
"Me? I don't have this need, right?"
Zuo Mengeng, with quick eyes and quick hands, caught him and pinned him down on the stool.
"You come and lead by example, so that you can promote the whole army, and then you can promote the world in the future."
Mao Yuanyi's whole body felt bad.
"The Jurchens in Liaodong will force people to keep money and rat tails, so that they are reviled by everyone in the world. What you do is even worse than the Jurchens."
Zuo Mengeng didn't feel dissatisfied.
"This is historical progress, and it is very different from the bad habits of the Jurchens."
He raised his head, faced the countless doubtful eyes around him, and said loudly: "Since we started wearing clothes, we have been changing from complicated to simple. Why is this?"
"Just for ease of movement."
"This is the trend of our existence in the world. Even the words we write are much simpler than those of the ancients. In the future, this trend of simplification will continue. Why don't we go ahead and wait until things come to an end? Why, after causing countless troubles, do you have to learn from the experience and make changes?"
The benefits of spreading cultural education throughout the military have emerged.
Many soldiers were able to think for themselves and discern the meaning of his words. Combined with the reality of their combat, it is of course easy to understand the benefits of shaving their hair.
Mao Yuanyi couldn't escape, and her hair fell in the wind.
"Well, back then, Mr. Shi Min went boating on the West Lake, accompanied by beautiful women, and sang his generous tragic songs, which were praised in the south of the Yangtze River. But today, he looks like this, and his style has been lost."
Seeing the two bald heads standing together, Li Zhenli couldn't help but cover her mouth and laugh for a moment, and also talked about Mao Yuanyi's old things.
Mao Yuanyi touched the stubble on the top of her head, with a look on her face that was worse than death.
"Hey, you are not a kind person."
Then his expression changed.
"That's not right, Zuo Zhongheng, why is my hair shorter than yours?"
Zuo Mengeng's short hair is a straight cut, while Mao Yuanyi's hair is basically shaved close to the scalp. If it weren't for the layer of cyan, it would be indistinguishable from a real monk.
Zuo Mengeng took it for granted.
"I am the commander-in-chief and am responsible for both military and political affairs. I should consider my dignity. You are fighting on the front line, so naturally you can do whatever is convenient for you. You see, this hairstyle is so convenient. When you want to clean it, just rinse it with water and everything will be fine."
Mao Yuanyi stamped her feet and gritted her teeth angrily.
"You, you, you...are not the son of a man!"
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zuo Yong walking out again.
"Deputy Commander Zuo, where to escape?"
Zuo Yong failed to escape and became bald. Seeing his appearance, Mao Yuanyi finally felt much more mentally balanced.
"Don't tell me, this hairstyle is really suitable for people in the military like us."
Zuo Yong grinned, thinking that the army commander had rebelled very quickly.
On that day, under the leadership of the commander-in-chief, corps commander, and deputy corps commander, the entire Second Corps of the New Army began a vigorous head-shaving campaign.
The shining bald heads compete with the sun and the moon, and they are nicknamed the Monk Army.
