Guo Dajing actually didn't care much about the emperor's awards. But it was better than nothing. In the eyes of others, the conferment of imperial power was still very authoritative and intimidating.
Mao Wenlong's feelings were stronger than those of Guo Dajing. After all, he grew up in a feudal society.
Besides, people are all vain and want fame and fortune. Even Guo Dajing is not that aloof, not to mention Mao Wenlong is enough to leave his name in history!
"Taibao, among the military generals of the Ming Dynasty, I am the second person to receive this honor. It is a great comfort for me in this life!"
Mao Wenlong picked up the wine glass and took a sip. His heart was filled with enthusiasm, and he was already sure that he would soon be the first. Because of Ping Liao's great achievements, it should be certain that he would be appointed as Taibao Jin Taifu.
"Sir, when Liaodong is pacified, will the imperial court grant you the title of Duke?" Shen diligently brought some vegetables to Mao Wenlong and asked with a smile: "Just for the false titles of Taibao and Taishi, how can the imperial court really do this?"
mean."
"A woman's opinion." Mao Wenlong waved his hand. Although he seemed to be scolding, his face was full of smiles and his tone was gentle, "Although the title of Sangong is empty, his status is the most respected. In the Ming Dynasty, he was awarded the title of military general.
The three gentlemen only have two ears."
Mrs. Shen came to visit her husband and stayed temporarily in Fuzhou. There is also a residential area for military officers in Fuzhou, so she thought it would not be difficult to find a mahjong match.
The main reason is that in Dalian, Fujino Hide, who is the most compatible with her, has already focused on her children, and Lin Waner has also returned to Jiangnan. She is a little lonely and wants to go out and relax.
Moreover, because of the Liaodong War, Mao Wenlong did not even go back for the New Year and stayed in Gaizhou, allowing Guo Dajing to fight abroad with peace of mind.
If they are separated for a long time, the relationship between husband and wife will naturally be affected. Mrs. Shen covets the position of the main wife.
Mao Wenlong's first wife Zhang was infertile, and his concubine Wen, Mao Chengdou's biological mother, died in the Liaodong War.
Moreover, Zhang has been living in Hangzhou and raising Mao Chengdou, so one can imagine his relationship with Mao Wenlong.
In the past, this desire for correction was not strong, but as Mao Wenlong's official position continued to rise, how could Shen not be tempted by the temptation of making his wife a wife?
The key is that Shen has nothing to do yet, and she also wants to understand that even if she adopts an adopted son, she can stabilize her status. The remaining shadow of the imperial court can also give her some light.
It's a pity that the imperial decree only names the first wife. Every time Mrs. Shen thinks about this, she feels very reluctant, but she can also secretly regret it.
"Before Liaodong is pacified, I will be ranked second. When the battle is completed, won't he be the first general of the Ming Dynasty?" Shen smiled and complimented: "I think so, right?"
Mao Wenlong chuckled, pretending to be humble and said: "Rewards are all due to the emperor's favor, so don't dare to speculate on your own."
"That's for sure." Shen said with a smile, stroking her palms: "Ping Liao and annihilating the captives is a great achievement. If the court doesn't grant me the title of Duke, it seems that the rewards and punishments are unknown."
Mao Wenlong shook his head slightly and said: "It's hard to guess what Long Live is thinking. It's just a coincidence that my husband can be granted the title of marquis. If it weren't for Man Gui in front of me, I'm afraid he wouldn't even be a count."
This makes it clear. Although Mao Wenlong didn't understand Chongzhen's harshness and kindness as well as Guo Dajing, he could still see some clues.
On weekdays, Chongzhen was mean and stingy, and when he was anxious and sick, he sought medical treatment. This was particularly obvious when Chongzhen changed his mind.
As the most capable and loyal Mangui outside the capital, Chongzhen first granted him the title of Wu Jinglue, and then granted him the title of Marquis of Dongping. He really had to be relied on.
After waiting for Mao Wenlong to finish his meal, Mr. Shen cooked the tonic with his own hands and served it to him.
She had saved a lot of things like deer antlers, ginseng, white fungus, etc. Some of them were bought by herself, and some were given by Shen Shikui.
Hehe, what do you mean? Naturally, I hope that Mao Wenlong can regain his glory and that Mr. Shen can have a son and a half.
Shen Shikui formed a partnership with the Lin family and prospered in silk, porcelain and other businesses with Japanese merchants, and his net worth was considerable. He also built houses in Shandong and Jiangnan, and had not lived in Liaodong for a long time.
However, Shen Shikui still has to protect this old man who is rising steadily. Speaking from outside, not only does he have a bright face, but others also give him a bit of a thumbs-down.
Mao Wenlong saw how diligent Mr. Shen was and the little girl who talked about Hideo Fujino every day after she arrived. How could he not understand in his heart, but he could only smile bitterly and shake his head.
I thought that this woman had been accompanying him through hardships in Liaodong, and I also hoped that she would have a good future.
After a few years, if there is nothing more to come up with, she can adopt or adopt a boy, and the court's remnant will also give the child a child, so that she can have someone to rely on, and she will feel at ease.
"Master." Mrs. Shen smiled happily when she saw Mao Wenlong drinking the tonic soup. She came close to hold Mao Wenlong's arm and said softly: "After Ping Liao, we will build mansions in Shenyang and Liaoyang. Where do we want to be?"
Just live wherever you want.”
Mao Wenlong laughed and said: "This is not a big problem, but it is useless to have so many houses. Shenyang is okay, forget about Liaoyang."
"Listen to the master." Ms. Shen was not stubborn and said with a smile: "But for the hot springs and Dalian, we all have to have separate courtyards. We also have a place to go for leisure and vacation."
Mao Wenlong nodded with a smile and said: "Actually, you don't have to worry about these, Dajing can arrange them."
Shen blinked her eyes, pursed her lips and smiled: "A Xiu is an honest person, but A Ying is just like my concubine, she loves to play and can't sit still. It's just that she chooses a good place to relax, so we will definitely be there."
Mao Wenlong tilted his head back on the armchair, closed his eyes slightly, and said slowly: "It looks like peace is coming. After so many years of hard work, I'm finally done. I may still feel a little uncomfortable when I'm free!"
"I want to teach you how to play mahjong?" Shen's delicate body leaned over and whispered against Mao Wenlong's ear: "It's very fun."
Mao Wenlong felt the warmth and softness of his concubine, and felt happy in his heart. He laughed twice and hugged Mr. Shen.
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Dongjiang Town no longer concealed the information that the Liao Dynasty was about to be defeated, nor did it deliberately spread it, but the soldiers spread it to the people, and it soon became known to everyone.
Launching openly and launching a fierce attack with crushing force is an existing battle plan, and there is no need to be sneaky.
Now, Guo Dajing was only afraid that Jianlu would flee without fighting, but the time, location, and people for a decisive battle were not yet completely satisfied.
"Wait a moment, don't be impatient." Guo Dajing flipped through the various data in the report and reminded himself repeatedly.
The ammunition was not sufficient, training and integration had not been completed, and the season was not suitable. Although there was a certainty of victory in a forced launch, the price paid was unacceptable to Guo Dajing.
Liaodong will be pacified soon, and peace will be enjoyed soon. Casualties will be reduced as much as possible, so that more soldiers can become famous, retire honorably, and enjoy peace and happiness with their families. This has become a matter that Guo Dajing attaches great importance to.
Of course, more than 100,000 troops were stationed at key points in southern Liaoning and eastern Liaoning, and they maintained a posture of launching an offensive. The consumption of food and grass was very large, and it could not last long.
"We can last until the end of the year at most." Guo Dajing finished his estimation, raised his head and said slowly: "This does not include the relief of the autumn harvest, so the time is enough."
Even if it is launched at the end of the year, it will still take three or four months until spring plowing next year. But Jianlu can also have a smooth autumn harvest and continue to hold on.
Therefore, launching an attack before the autumn harvest is the most appropriate and powerful time, and it is also the time when Jianlu is least willing.
It is similar to the Battle of Jianzhou. In addition to being able to attack and eliminate Jianlu, it can also destroy their autumn harvest and cause them to lose the material basis for confrontation with the Dongjiang Army.
This is also a manifestation of Guo Dajing's cautious character. If there is an unforeseen accident in the war, Jianlu will also be dealt a heavy blow in terms of logistics supply.
With backward productivity and a small population, Jianlu's weaknesses were so obviously exposed. In fact, as long as military pressure on Jianlu was maintained, three years would be enough to bring them down.
"That's no problem." He Kegang handed another piece of summarized information to Guo Dajing and said, "This is this year's farming data sent by Deputy Marshal Chen."
More than 100,000 troops faced off against the Jianlu, and they consumed a huge amount of grain and supplies. In terms of logistical supply, even if grain was purchased from overseas, the harvest of one's own land was also crucial.
Guo Dajing opened the book and read it, chin-jawed and smiling.
The data is summarized in quite detail, showing that government work is becoming more and more detailed and professional. It includes not only the number of acres cultivated in various places, but also the number of various crops planted.
This year, the government's guidance is for a variety of potatoes and rye, while corn has declined. These two are cold-resistant crops, and potatoes are particularly high-yielding. We must try our best to ensure production under unpredictable disasters.
But for the common people, the government has also given certain easing measures. For example, the planting area of corn cannot exceed one-quarter of the land.
Corn is a tall crop that plays a very important role in people's lives. Straw can feed livestock and can also be used as fuel with corn cobs.
Therefore, people will basically plant corn on all the land they have allocated, which is why the government does not enforce it.
"The local farming is gratifying!" Guo Dajing smiled and handed back the information and said: "The number of military villages has also doubled this year. As long as there is no major disaster, the harvest is still guaranteed."
He Kegang nodded and said: "Guo Shuai, I heard that this year's external procurement of grain has also reached a new high?"
Guo Dajing smiled and said: "Don't be surprised, this is just in case. Besides, food can be preserved and will not be wasted."
The food consumption in Dongjiang Town is increasing due to the influx of immigrants, the expansion of the army, and the natural growth of the population. Moreover, the food structure must be diversified, and we cannot just eat one or two kinds.
Although the consumption level of ordinary people is not high, rice and wheat can be used as welfare and distributed to military families during holidays, and the effect is still very good.
He Kegang's doubts were about the funds of the Dongjiang Army. Even if there was reward money from the imperial court and military pay, it seemed that it was not enough for Dongjiang Town to make such large purchases.
Of course, he now understands the brilliance of Liao banknotes better. He raised an army of 100,000 people with almost no money. But this also requires collateral to be recognized by the people and circulate in the market.
If Dongjiang Town does not have enough grain, the Liao banknotes linked to grain will be nothing more than waste paper.
He Kegang also heard that Guo Dajing was well-managed and generous. He helped Dongjiang Town through the most difficult period with his own efforts, and he is still making selfless contributions to this day.
But it’s not easy to ask about these things. Seeing what Guo Dajing meant, he didn’t want to go into details.
As Guo Dajing's deputy, He Kegang is quite serious about his work. It is precisely because of this that he can be appreciated and reused by Guo Dajing.
"The training progress of each department will not be reported until next month." He Kegang collected the documents and reminded: "Are we going to go on inspection again?"
Guo Dajing pondered for a moment and said: "That's fine. First inspect and patrol the Right Association nearby, and then go to other units separately."
Only the infantry training subjects include melee combat in the trenches. In addition to muskets, it is not difficult for the infantry to have another skill.
Some generals originally suggested setting up special hand-to-hand combat troops, but Guo Dajing rejected it after consideration.
In order to deal with Jianlu's trench defense tactics, hand-to-hand melee combat training was added. This is not the same as bayonet fighting on flat ground, and it is estimated that it can only have a temporary effect.
In other words, in the future, musket shooting and bayonet charges will still be the main methods of combat. Setting up dedicated melee soldiers will be useless after the Liaoshen campaign, and is unnecessary.
Moreover, in Guo Dajing's view, training in melee combat can enhance the bravery of soldiers. It has the same effect as bayonets seeing red, or even better.
Art is not a burden on one's body, and it is not troublesome to practice the same thing many times.
Besides, in a cruel life-and-death environment on the battlefield, how can you still fight without a musket and a bayonet? Knives, hammers, sticks, even stones and teeth are all weapons, and you're done with them.
At this time, Zu Dashou was watching on the training ground and was shocked by the passionate shouts of killing.
Are these still the officers and soldiers of Liao Town who can only huddle in the city and rely only on Hongyi cannons?
In line with the principle of leading the new with the old, the original officers and soldiers of Liao Town were dispersed and assigned to various departments of the Dongjiang Army after a month of musketry training. The first thing they engaged in was close combat.
It can be said that this expanded training model can form combat effectiveness as quickly as possible. Each recruit is not taught and led by one or two veterans. They are a minority in the army and are almost completely overwhelmed by veterans.
In that kind of atmosphere, recruits receive education all the time and are infected by the spirit and will of veterans.
Surrounded by reliable and strong comrades and soldiers, fear and tension are greatly relieved, and you can integrate into the new group as quickly as possible.
"That should be a soldier from the original Liao Town." Zu Dashou held up his binoculars and recognized a soldier who was conducting a killing drill. He opened his mouth in surprise.
Is this still the "idiot" with dull eyes and timidity? A cowardly guy who was bullied in the army, scolded, kicked and beaten by officers, but didn't dare to say a word?
Zu Zepu shrugged his shoulders. He didn't know any soldiers from the original Liao Town, and he didn't think it was useful to know them. Now they are all from Dongjiang Town, so why do they care?
In the field of vision of the telescope, what Zu Dashou saw was an "Er Idiot" with his eyes wide open and shouting to charge. No, it should be more accurately called Er Mengzi.
A person's state can be seen from his eyes. Whether there is light or not reflects the person's heart. If there is hope and ambition, there is momentum in the body, and there is a kind of vigorous and upward vitality.
Not deducting food and salary, having enough to eat and drink, having land at home, no worries, strict military discipline and training, and the influence and influence of robes, all these quickly washed away the original officers and soldiers of Liao Town, making them as if they were reborn.