After breakfast the next day, Wang Xiaolie ordered Zhang Jun to be called over. I arrived in the capital yesterday and paid my wages, but the porters haven't left yet.
After entering the tent, Zhang Jun saw Wang Xiaolie sitting behind the desk and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.
Wang Xiaolie looked at Zhang Jun and said, "The wages have been settled, right? Are you still satisfied?"
Zhang Jun said: "This has been agreed upon a long time ago. There is no shortage. If you say you are satisfied, of course you are not satisfied. How can people be satisfied with money? They all think that more would be better."
Wang Xiaolie smiled softly: "There is no way, the army is also short of money."
Make some small talk. Wang Xiaolie said: "I saw you fighting with Zhang Yong on the street yesterday. Your skills were very strong. Have you ever practiced martial arts before?"
Zhang Jundao: "To be fair to the little officials, my family has a small amount of land, and my parents love me very much. I have practiced since I was a child. They were all taught by people from the countryside who know how to throw a few punches. There are no famous teachers."
Wang Xiaolie smiled and said: "In boxing and kicking skills, famous teachers are of course important, but the most important thing is talent. Just like in the army now, among the famous generals in the formation, how many of them have been taught by famous teachers? Fighting in the formation is nothing more than that. Just go for it."
Zhang Jun handed over his hand: "I don't understand this, but I heard it from Xiao Sheren. It does make some sense."
Are the moves useful? Of course it works. However, its usefulness cannot be overestimated. The real Kung Fu of killing people is actually just a few moves. As long as you practice it skillfully and be bold and careful, you will be a good player. In military martial arts, there are actually not too many tricks, they are very simple and practical.
I have to admit that being a good fighter depends on talent. With a body like an iron tower and strength like an ox, it is difficult for anyone to deal with it. Zhang Jun's body is not huge, but he is born with great strength and quick movements, which is another kind of thing.
The matter of strength is actually very metaphysical. There is generally no need to doubt that people who are tall and strong naturally have greater strength. There is a different kind of person who is puffy and fat, and it has nothing to do with being truly strong. But there is another kind of person who looks inconspicuous, but is powerful beyond common sense.
Wang Xiaolie looked at Zhang Jun, thought for a while and said, "You said that after arriving in the capital, you would go back to your home in Yingchang Mansion. We were hit by the military disaster last year. Is there anyone at home? How will you, mother and son, make a living after you return?"
Zhang Jun said: "When I return to Xiaosheren, there is actually no one at home. However, the land at home is still there. I just need to pack it up and hire a few people to farm it. The wages I got this time should be enough to pay for the trip back to my hometown."
Wang Xiaolie shook his head: "What year is this? Even if you have land, where can you recruit people? When you go back to your hometown, no matter how much land you have at home, you can only cultivate it. Yingchang Mansion doesn't even have officials now, even if It will be difficult to live even if you go back. Well, let’s see how strong you are. If you want, you can stay in the army. Be a general and follow me to fight against the Jin army. Once you drive away the Jin people, you will naturally be able to live a stable life."
Zhang Jun was overjoyed after hearing this. After killing someone in Caizhou, he could only escape to other places. You say you are going back to your hometown, but why are you going back to your hometown? Most of the people there are gone, and I don’t know how many people are left. What is the use of having land at home? There are vacant lots everywhere. Zhang Jun was unwilling to hire anyone and had to do the work himself. He is a person who has been accustomed to leisure since childhood and has no interest in farming.
After saluting, Zhang Jun said: "I would like to join the army. I just don't know what kind of duties the family will arrange for me?"
Wang Xiaolie thought for a while and said, "Are you good at horn fighting?"
Zhang Jun said: "I barely learned it when I was young, but I'm not proficient in it."
Wang Xiaolie said: "Don't take it seriously as a joke. The best in our army is Shao Ling. You go and have a fight."
After finishing speaking, he did not wait for Zhang Jun to agree. He called a soldier and asked him to summon Shao Ling to the open space in front of his tent. He got up and left the tent first, and Zhang Jun hurriedly followed.
Kokutai was also called sumo at this time, and it was different from wrestling in later generations because it was not as technical. Jiaodui was extremely popular at this time. It was not only a training project in the military, but also a civilian entertainment project. The military prefers actual combat, while the civilians prefer performances.
Not long after, Shao Ling arrived and saluted in front of Wang Xiaolie.
Wang Xiaolie pointed at Zhang Jun and said to Shao Ling: "This time, Zhang Jun came here to carry grain from Caizhou. Yesterday, Zhang Yong was robbing grain. He forced Zhang Yong back with a pole. He is a good man. Today you fight with him. Let’s see who wins and who loses.”
After hearing this, Shao Ling looked up at Zhang Jun. Seeing that he is not tall, he is just extremely strong, and it is unclear how strong he is. Yesterday, Zhang Jun relied on a pole to force Zhang Yong back. Everyone saw it and thought it was not easy to deal with.
The soldiers gathered around the place, Shao Ling and Zhang Jun took off their clothes and got off the field together.
Kakuta's clothes were taken off, leaving only a piece of cloth between the crotch, which is very similar to later Japanese sumo wrestling. This kind of clothing is the daily clothing worn by working people in summer at this time, and is not exclusive for competitions. The Chinese are not as rigid and incomprehensible as the Japanese.
When the two of them got ready, Wang Xiao started shouting and stood aside to watch.
Wang Xiaolie couldn't see the beauty of the angles. He didn't have the cultivation to appreciate it. However, the strength of the two men can still be seen in actual combat. Zhang Jun was obviously very strong, but Shao Ling was so skilled that he couldn't tell the difference for a moment.
Seeing the stalemate between the two in the field, Wang Xiaolie said loudly: "The army bought wine yesterday. Whoever wins will drink three bowls!"
They both thanked each other. It can be seen that Zhang Jun is even more excited.
In this era, wine is still considered a luxury product, especially wine that tastes decent. At this time, the order in the city of Kaifeng was out of order. Each army brewed its own wine, which was rarely available on the market and was extremely expensive. For three bowls of wine, Wang Xiaolie was not stingy.
With the stakes in hand, Shao Ling and Zhang Jun were obviously working harder. Shao Ling kept changing his moves and was about to knock Zhang Jun down several times. However, Zhang Jun is so powerful that he can turn danger into safety every time, making it difficult to separate and solve for a while.
As the sun rises, more and more people come to watch. Xie Linong and Cao Zhiyan stood next to Wang Xiaolie and discussed in low voices.
After tea time, Wang Xiaolie saw that the two of them still couldn't tell the winner. He said: "Zhang Jun is very good, he can resist Shao Ling for so many rounds! That's it, you separate, let's drink together!"
After hearing this, the two had no choice but to reluctantly separate. They all stared at each other, obviously not convinced.
Wang Xiaolie originally thought that no matter how strong Zhang Jun was, he would not be a match for Shao Ling. He is a porter. If he can withstand a few rounds, he will be very good and can become a small leader in the army. As a result, Shao Ling couldn't do anything to him, and things became a little difficult to handle. If Shao Ling loses in the end, it will be difficult for the two of them to get along in the future. Stop early and don't hurt your harmony. This is what Wang Xiaolie needs to do.
There was nothing going on, so he let a few people into the tent, and Wang Xiaolie ordered the wine to be served. It's summer and there are a lot of fruits and vegetables, so I washed some to accompany the wine.
After everyone sat down, Wang Xiaolie ordered his soldiers to pour wine. Said: "I just said that the winner will be rewarded with three bowls of wine. In the end, there is no winner, but the wine cannot be missed. Come on, drink three bowls first, and then we can talk!"
Zhang Jun was overjoyed after hearing this. He picked up the bowl, saluted Wang Xiaolie, and drank it all.
Shao Ling felt a little unhappy. But he is a generous person and doesn't really care. He also picked up the bowl and drank together.
After drinking, they sat down again and poured more wine.
Wang Xiaolie said: "We are originally the Qinwang's army. It has been more than a year since we came out from our hometown. To be honest, we have not had anyone familiar with military affairs to guide us in the past year, so it is inevitable that we have neglected our training. Now in Kaifeng, it is rare. In peacetime, I plan to invite a few people who are familiar with military affairs to help with training. While I am learning, you will learn together."
Xie Linong frowned after hearing this: "Xiao Sheren, what can we learn? Since last year, it has been difficult to win against the Jin army. Only we have won two games in a row and beheaded many people. It can be seen that we have learned those military rules. , it’s of no use.”
Wang Xiaolie shook his head: "What we leaders are most afraid of is your thinking. After winning one or two battles, do you feel that you are invincible? If you think like this, sooner or later you will suffer a lot. Leader. Soldiers have their own rules. In fact, it is more than just leading troops. Training in peacetime, marching and setting up camps, forming formations to meet the enemy, there is knowledge everywhere. There were no big wars in the past, and there were not many people in our army, so the use of these cannot be shown. In the future, there will be more soldiers. How can we do it without this knowledge? Otherwise we will become a rabble."
Shao Ling said: "That's what Xiao Sheren said. None of us have ever led soldiers before, so we need to learn from it."
Wang Xiaolie nodded: "You all have to be careful about this matter. By the way, in addition to us, the officers and generals at the bottom of the army must also study. I want to recruit about thirty people to study together with me. . Whoever learns it will go down and lead the troops, and then select others. Zhang Jun has just joined the army, and there is no one who can match his bravery, so he should be in this group."
Zhang Jun heard this and hurriedly thanked him. Although I don't know what position I am in, there are always opportunities when I am with Wang Xiaolie. Zhang Jun's mind has always been very flexible. He knows very well that in this troubled world, only by joining the army can he have the opportunity to develop.
What Wang Xiaolie wants to train is actually the teaching team. From the memories of past lives, I know at least that without the formal education of a military academy, in order to train officers, especially lower-level generals, a teaching team is absolutely indispensable.
