Walking out of the gate of the governor's camp, Chen Zhong and several guards were waiting here. Zhang Cheng took the reins of the war horse and was about to mount the horse when he heard Chen Zhong say: "General sir, the general is waiting for you back in the camp. I want you to go over there first."
trip."
Zhang Cheng agreed, got on his horse, and without saying a word, hit the horse and headed towards the east gate of Changping.
After riding his horse out of the east gate and outside the city, he heard the faint sounds of people shouting and horses neighing from the southwest of Changping City.
It is estimated that the generals of Guan Ning who were camped there were setting up camp and preparing to follow the general general to garrison at Marco Polo Bridge and other places.
Zhang Cheng couldn't help but stop his horse. He heard the neighing sounds of the people over there. After a long time, he snorted, raised his whip and whipped it in the air with a crisp sound. The group of people galloped towards the Xuanzhen camp.
And go.
After entering the camp, Zhang Cheng went straight to his uncle's general's tent.
Zhang Yan had just returned from patrolling the camp. The uncle and nephew met each other outside the military tent. Zhang Cheng dismounted, threw the reins to Chen Zhong, walked up to Zhang Yan, and called: "Uncle."
Liang Song, the Infantry Commander of the Zhenbiao Right Wing Battalion, caught up with him, put his arms around Zhang Cheng, and joked: "Master Lu, if I leave you alone, will I reward you with some treasures?"
Zhang Cheng glanced at him, reached out and took out the silk cover, waved it in front of his eyes, and said, "Look, Bao Qi is a good thing that you fool like you have never seen before."
Liang Song took it with both hands, carefully opened the silk cover, and took out the telescope. His eyes were full of surprise, and he placed it in front of his eyes, looking at the camp gate in the distance, constantly watching.
He said: "Hey, brother, this is the mirror, I'm a good boy."
Zhang Cheng looked at him, smiled, and said to Zhang Yan: "Uncle, what do you think of the division of troops?"
"Humph, without Guan Ning's army, my Xuanda Jingqi would not dare to fight the Tatars?" Zhang Yan said with a serious face.
At this time, Mr. Qian Liang Song had put the telescope back into its cloth cover and handed it back to Zhang Cheng. He said, "Hey, dear, good guy, it's not bad. It's made of brass. It's really clear."
Zhang Cheng took it with a smile and said to him: "Brother Liang, I will leave a jar of the good wine that Yang Junmen rewarded for you. Come over in the evening to make the hour."
Liang Song was overjoyed when he heard this, then he glanced at Zhang Yan, winked at Zhang Cheng and said, "No, I will move camp tomorrow morning and I will patrol the camp in the evening."
Zhang Cheng naturally understood what he meant and said no more.
He followed his uncle Zhang Yan into the military tent. Zhang Yan sat down at the first desk, looked at Zhang Cheng in front of him and said, "Sit down."
"Uncle, Cheng'er sees that Governor Lu is hampered everywhere. Although he can divide his troops today, he is afraid that he will run out of food tomorrow." Zhang Cheng asked Zhang Yan tentatively.
Zhang Yanhu stared blankly and said in a deep voice: "I am joining the army, and I should be loyal to the emperor, serve the country, and dedicate myself to the king's affairs. However, with our passion, we can repay the kindness of the emperor and protect the people. How can we act recklessly in the affairs of the court?"
Discuss."
"What uncle taught me, Cheng'er has memorized it." Zhang Cheng lowered his head and responded with an eyebrow.
He looked up and saw that there was no anger in Zhang Yan's eyes. He smiled and took out the telescope Lu Xiangsheng gave him. He handed it to Zhang Yan with both hands and said, "Uncle, this is a gift from Master Yang Tinglin of Hanlin. Cheng'er
I think you could use it more, uncle."
Zhang Yan reached out and took the silk cover, took out the telescope, held it in his hand and looked at it carefully, and then said to Zhang Cheng: "Looking at the workmanship and material of the telescope, Master Yang Tinglin should be preparing to give it to the governor.
It was because of the governor's shirk that Mr. Yang gave it to you as a gift."
When Zhang Cheng heard his uncle's words, he realized that it was similar to his guess, so he asked: "Cheng'er feels the same way, should I return it to the governor again?"
To be honest, Zhang Cheng was really reluctant to give such a good telescope back to Lu Xiangsheng, but his uncle had already said so, so he still had to be touched and expressed.
Sure enough, I heard Zhang Yan say: "That's not necessary. Lu Duchen is not a hypocritical person. He has high expectations for you. Mr. Yang, the Hanlin master, also appreciates you very much. You should be more sincere and practical."
Be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, and you must not let down Governor Lu’s expectations.”
Zhang Cheng had always admired Lu Xiangsheng and Yang Tinglin, an upright and capable official. Over the past few years, they had met many times, and his admiration had been renewed. Now, both of them have high expectations for him, and even gave him a telescope as a gift.
To show encouragement, how could it not move his heart?
He stood solemnly and clasped his fists and said: "Cheng'er will live up to the expectations of his uncle and the expectations of his governors. He will be loyal to the emperor and protect the country, drive away slaves and bandits, and protect the people."
"Okay, this is the good son of my Zhang family. You should go back early and make arrangements to move the camp and set up camp tomorrow morning." Zhang Yan looked at Zhang Cheng in front of him with a look of relief.
Zhang Cheng said goodbye to his uncle Zhang Yan, got up and left the military tent. As soon as he got outside, a cold wind blew past him, and he couldn't help but tremble.
Chen Zhong was accompanying Lin Zhiyi and Liang Song and they were chatting about something. When they saw Zhang Cheng leaving the military tent, they hurriedly ran over and asked, "Master, please go back to camp."
"Go back to camp." After Zhang Cheng said that, he walked towards Liang Song and Lin Zhiyi.
Liang Song came up to him and said mysteriously: "What do you think? We have a bacon leg here."
Zhang Cheng looked at Lin Zhiyi, who asked tentatively: "Regular?"
"That's it! Let's go back and make arrangements for moving camp first. Come in the evening, we'll have wine and strong liquor." Zhang Cheng's eyes narrowed and he looked sideways at the two of them.
At this time, Chen Zhong had returned with his horse, and Zhang Cheng got on his horse and ran to his headquarters camp.
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Zhang Cheng returned to his camp, and Chen Zhong quickly helped him take off his armor. At the same time, he ordered two soldiers to immediately summon the sentry commanders to discuss matters.
Not long after, the four sentry commanders arrived at Zhang Cheng's tent, only to find a small pot set up in the middle of the tent. It was still empty, and some makeshift tables and tables were scattered throughout the tent.
Wu Zhizhong said with a smile: "Master, this is a good thing."
The other three people all laughed when they heard what Wu Zhizhong said. Only the governor He Biao had a steel-like face without any expression.
Shen, then sat down.
Zhang Cheng saw that everyone was seated firmly and said in a deep voice: "Today, Grandpa Qian, the commander-in-chief of the army, came to Changping and divided his forces with Governor Lu."
"Dividing the troops? How..."
"How to divide it? Boss..."
Everyone in the tent was asking Zhang Cheng for information.
Zhang Cheng noticed: He Biao was still motionless, as if all this had nothing to do with him, and that's right, this separation of troops seemed to have nothing to do with him. This was Zhang Cheng's business, and Chi He Biao was just
A town governor is responsible for managing military regulations and disciplines, and conducting military merit inspections.
"Quiet, what's the fuss about?" Zhang Cheng shouted to silence everyone, and then said: "I, the army of King Xuan Zhenqin, still led by Governor Lu, will set up camp at 10:00 tomorrow and move to the east side outside Yongding Gate of the capital.
Garrison in the suburbs, as for the specific defense, it will be assigned by Yang Junmen."
Zhang Guangda said cheerfully: "Yes, we are closer to the Tatars. If we have time, we can kill more. Hehehehe..."
"Huzi, last time you were in the lead with the left sentry, this time it's our brothers' turn to step in." Brother Hu said to Zhang Guangda, Chen Zheng and Wu Zhizhong both nodded, causing Zhang Guangda to blow his beard again.
, staring again.
Zhang Cheng waved his hand to calm them down, and then said: "As for the camp move, the four of you will go back and arrange it first, so that the sergeants can be prepared. Eat early tomorrow morning, so as not to miss the start of the camp."
"Oh, by the way, make arrangements for moving the camp, and remember to come back. Mr. Liang Qian and Mr. Lin Qian will come over for a get-together later. You are all waiting for us." Zhang Cheng added.
The four of them agreed, got up and left the military tent, and went to make arrangements for setting up and moving the camp. Zhang Cheng told Chen Zhong to prepare a fire to stew the meat.
Only Zhang Cheng and He Biao were left in the military tent. Only then did He Biao speak: "President Qian, the battle at Ma Fang has been recorded as you requested. Please take a look."
He Biao took out a small book as he spoke. Zhang Cheng took it and flipped through it carefully. He read page by page carefully.
After Zhang Cheng read it, he returned the small book to He Biao and said to him: "He Zhenfu, from now on, this errand will have to be left to you. We are going to give it a name and call it 'History of War'. How about it?"
"'War history'? Mr. Qian, from now on every battle must be recorded?" He Biao asked.
Zhang Cheng explained patiently: "Yes, starting from today, after every battle in our department, the secretary will record the battle process in detail, compile it into a 'war history', and summarize good 'battle examples', which can
As a tutorial for everyone to learn;
Summarize the failed ‘battle cases’, learn from them, and avoid failure again. What do you think?”
After listening to Zhang Cheng's words, He Biao fell into deep thought. After a long time, he finally said: "General Qian's intention is to use today's affairs as tomorrow's teacher. He Biao is impressed by the far-reaching plans."
"Haha, we didn't ask you to praise us. Okay, you will take care of this matter. Don't worry." Zhang Cheng reached out and patted He Biao on the shoulder and continued: "There is also the matter of this symbol.
Let's also talk about it, look..."
As Zhang Cheng spoke, he picked up the writing brush on the desk and started writing on the paper. He Biao still sat and read at first, but then he actually stood up and hunched over to read Zhang Cheng's writing carefully.
A brief but detailed battle report, vividly written on the page.
The difference in this battle report is that in addition to the commas and periods mentioned by Zhang Cheng before, there are additional semicolons and double quotation marks.
The writing method of Ming Dynasty scholars had no punctuation marks. The entire article was written in one go without any symbols. It was entirely up to the reader to segment sentences based on the writing habits and personal knowledge of the time.
This method may not be a problem among scholars, but it creates difficulties when it comes to the popularization of words and articles. In addition to learning words and writing, one must also learn to segment sentences.
Zhang Cheng's idea is very simple, which is to introduce the punctuation marks of later generations into his military camp, and then slowly promote them within his control. In the future, they can be used to deliver military reports and even promote literacy in his army.
Already.
He was afraid that He Biao would not be able to accept too much at the moment, so he temporarily proposed these four most commonly used punctuation marks to let He Biao and the clerks get used to them, and then consider whether to add new punctuation marks.
Here Zhang Cheng was explaining the shape and usage of punctuation marks to He Biao, and over there Chen Zhongzheng was directing the soldiers to light a fire and add fuel to the fire. From the pot in the middle of the military tent, bursts of meaty aroma gradually came out...