All the guards looked at each other in silence, not knowing what Dakui meant.
Dakui did not care about the others, pointed to the official uniforms and seals on the table and said: "Please send the official uniforms and seals to the Ministry of Personnel tomorrow." After thinking for a moment, he added: "My saddle, armor and weapons.
, you can just leave it to Madam."
A guard surnamed Niu couldn't help but asked: "Sir, when will Madam arrive in the capital? How can we find her?"
Dakui chuckled and said, "I forgot, I have a mansion in the capital. You guys can move there right away." After saying that, he pointed out the location of the mansion. The guards took orders and took Dakui's luggage and weapons to Da Kui.
Farewell.
Before leaving, Dakui took out the money bag from his arms and kept only a hundred taels of silver notes on him. He sealed the rest and gave it to the guard surnamed Niu, saying: "Give this money to Madam." The guard surnamed Niu took it.
After taking the money bag, everyone left the post house.
At this moment, Dakui was alone, but he felt at ease. After having a full meal, he went to bed early. He had to get up early tomorrow, and it was not yet known whether the road going down would be bumpy or smooth.
Early the next morning, Dakui was ready to rush to the military camp in the south of the city. The soldiers came to wait in front of the post house early. The soldier Niu Bao even hired a cart to park in front of the post house. There was still a long way from the city to the south camp.
It's a long way to go, so it's convenient to hire an oxcart. Da Kui wanted to go alone, but the soldiers insisted on sending him off. Now that Da Kui is the cook captain in the army, there will naturally be no more soldiers. Everyone knows that when the time comes,
When Da Kui's family arrives, they will return to serve in the army.
People are destined to meet each other in life, but separation is the most painful.
Looking at everyone, Dakui smiled and said: "If you have Niu Bao, you can send it to me alone. You go back home and wait until you meet the others, and then you can decide whether to stay or go."
All the soldiers looked at each other and said nothing. Niu Bao laughed and said: "Okay, Mr. Zhang is going to join the army just with us. If he joins the other brothers within three days, who knows?
When we can meet Master Zhang in the army again." Niu Bao said, jumping on the bullock cart, turned around and said with a smile: "By then, we might still be with Master Zhang."
Dakui then followed him and got on the cart, but he corrected him: "I am no longer an adult. Don't call me that in the future. Let's go!" After Dakui finished speaking, Niu Bao agreed and slapped the cow on the buttocks with his whip.
The cow was in pain and ran forward quickly. Dakui sat in the cart and waved to the soldiers, who responded in succession. It was not until the cart gradually moved away that no one could see the trace, and then everyone went back.
The military camp in the south of the city is not big. In fact, most of the soldiers and horses of the capital are stationed in the Shishidu area in the north of the city. Another battalion is set up in the south of the city for the convenience of logistics and recruitment. Busy traffic and people can be seen everywhere in the camp. Here it is said that
The military camp might as well be said to be a market, with people cheering and horses neighing, making it very lively.
The oxcart arrived at the gate of the military camp, but it was almost midnight. Even if he had an appointment to arrive at the Mao time, Da Kui naturally could not delay. Da Kui understood the rules in the army, and military regulations were like a mountain of orders and prohibitions. If he was late on the first day, it would be unjustifiable.
Dakui jumped off the bullock cart, looked for a soldier at random, and asked: "Brother, where is the place to recruit soldiers?"
The soldier looked Da Kui up and down and asked with a smile: "You look like a wealthy gentleman at first glance. You are not enjoying yourself at home, but you come here to suffer and eat the royal food?" Da Kui was stunned when he heard this, and looked down at the blue satin he was wearing.
The robe, just taking it off and pawning it would be worth several taels of silver.
"Haha, brother, I'm just kidding. I'm just a cook, but not a nobleman." Dakui looked kind. The soldier smiled, turned around, pointed to the east of the camp and said: "Go straight east along this road, and you'll be there when you see the old locust tree.
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"Thank you very much." Da Kui thanked the soldiers, then turned around and came to the bullock cart and said to Niu Bao: "Brother Niu Bao, please go back. No one is allowed to come in and out of the camp. I will go in alone."
Niu Bao nodded and said, "Sir, please take care, Niu Bao has gone back." As he was about to drive away, Dakui called out, "Don't tell my wife that I am in the army."
Niu Bao agreed, turned the cart around and drove along the way he came. Sitting in the cart, Niu Bao raised his voice and said, "Don't worry, sir. If I wait for you, I will go to the army to look for you."
Dakui smiled and said that it is difficult to leave one's homeland and the love between brothers is deep. At this moment, Dakui's eyes felt sour and his heart was full of mixed feelings. But he was reporting to the army. How could it be more important than the love between sons and daughters?
Da Kuiju stepped into the military camp and walked eastward along the road. There were many camps on both sides of the road, and occasionally there were grain and grass hoards piled on the roadside. The patrolling soldiers passed by in a file, and the carriages and horses transporting grain and grass were constantly coming and going. This scene was like this.
Dakui seems to have returned to the time when he joined the army.
There was a long line of people lined up under the big locust tree, and everyone looked like ordinary people in their attire. They were all in ragged clothes, with yellow faces and thin muscles. It was obvious that they had no way to survive, so they came to join the army. After years of fighting, the people suffered greatly, and now even though they are the best in the world
It's initially decided, but that's what happens with national affairs.
When the Yuan Dynasty was in power, a scholar named Zhang Yanghao wrote a poem in his hometown of Jeju in Dakui. The poem said: The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like anger, the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road inside and outside. Looking at the Western Capital, I hesitate. Sad Qin and Han Dynasties
Wherever I go, thousands of palaces and palaces are made of earth. When they prosper, the people suffer; when they die, the people suffer. This poem really hits the point. When Da Kui saw that the people were in such distress, he couldn't help but sigh with emotion.
I stood at the back of the queue and slowly moved forward. It took more than half an hour before it was Dakui's turn.
A table was set up under the big locust tree, and a frail old soldier sat behind the table, taking notes and muttering. The reason why he was said to be frail was because he was thin but could write. In this day and age, ordinary people would
There are not many people who write.
"What's your name?" Laojun asked without raising his head.
Dakui responded: "Zhang Dakui, yesterday I made a copy of the military records for you, and I'm here to report."
After hearing this, Lao Jun raised his head and glanced at Dakui, and then asked: "Who was registered yesterday? What military position is it?"
Dakui replied: "Captain Huotou Military Colonel." As Dakui answered, he not only stretched out his hand to touch his body. The robe he wore did not look like he was born in poverty, so his decision to join the army naturally attracted a lot of strange looks.
"Wait a moment, let me look for it!" As he said this, Lao Jun rummaged through a large pile of account books at hand, and picked out one from the large pile of account books. Dakui saw the cover of the account book.
What was written was the five small characters of the "Arms Roster". Since it had just been added to the roster yesterday, the old army immediately found Dakui's name.
"Recruiting Army, Tanghe Department, Captain of the Reserve Battalion?" the old army muttered, and then rummaged through the account books.
When Dakui heard Tang He's name, he couldn't help asking: "Brother, where is the Zhenglu Army?"
The old army was still engrossed in looking through the account books. Da Kui asked twice before the old army replied: "He is under the command of Marshal Xu Da, the right prime minister of Zhongshu Province, now in Shandong and Shanxi." Finally he found the account book he was looking for.
Jun looked through it, then found a piece of yellow paper, picked up a pen and wrote a line of words on the yellow paper.
"Take it and go to the camp over there to collect military supplies, and then follow the instructions to take office." The old army handed the yellow paper to Da Kui. Da Kui looked at it and it read: Zhang Da Kui, Zheng Da Kui.
There is a captain in charge of the army. This yellow paper is the kind of yellow paper burned by dead people. Because of its low cost, it is the first choice for paper used in the army.
Da Kui took the yellow paper and found the tent that the old army mentioned. There was a strong man sleeping soundly on a chair in front of the tent door. Maybe the strong man didn't sleep well last night, but he was sleeping very sweetly now.
In his early years, Dakui had never seen such a derelict soldier in the army. When he walked to the camp, he immediately shouted: "How brave." This voice was really loud. The strong man who was sleeping soundly stood up smartly.
, rubbed his eyes and looked at Dakui again. He was wearing a gorgeous uniform. Could it be that general who came to inspect the post incognito?
The strong man did not dare to neglect, he quickly adjusted his clothes and hat, and stood bowed by the door of the tent. He was as quiet as ice and did not dare to say a word.
Dakui was unreasonable and asked in a cold voice: "What is your name and what position do you hold? Tell me one by one."
How could a strong man dare to tell the truth? He immediately knelt down on the ground, kowtowed like pounding garlic and begged: "Sir, spare my life, I know I was wrong." Normally, dereliction of duty in the army is not a trivial matter, but when you encounter a cold-faced officer, you will
A slap in the face is considered a minor thing, but if it's more serious, it can cause your head to fall off.
At this moment, Dakui had a murderous look on his face. The strong man just kowtowed and begged for mercy. He looked very frightened.
Dakui said angrily: "How dare you openly sleep soundly when you are on duty?" Dakui paused and said angrily: "Find your officers and me!"
The strong man couldn't help being shocked when he heard this. As the head of the Munitions Department, he was already a popular figure in this military camp. The visitor actually wanted to see his officer without asking any questions. The officer in charge was
Yuanwailang. Could it be that the person who came is Zhu Zhen, the minister of the Ministry of War?
At that moment, the munitions chief begged: "Sir, I have an old mother and a wife and children. I hope you will spare my life. I will never dare to do it again." The munitions chief was crying as he spoke.
When the soldiers coming and going saw something happening here, they all looked sideways, but no one stopped to watch the fun.
Even the dignified military commanders have to kneel on the ground and beg for mercy. Aren't those in fine uniforms great officials? Who dares to neglect their duties and stop to watch the excitement?
Dakui sighed and said: "You can improve a lot if you admit your mistakes. Get up. I won't embarrass you!" The military quartermaster who was kneeling at his feet quickly raised his head when he heard this and kept saying thanks: "Thank you, sir, for not killing me.
Thank you for not killing me!"
"Get up and do your errands." Dakui said and handed the yellow paper in his hand to the munitions manager. You said that you were holding an eight-foot man in such good shape, but he actually cried with snot and tears. At this moment, the munitions manager turned his back to use it.
He wiped his face with his sleeves, then turned around and took the yellow paper respectfully.
"What the adults have told me, I will definitely do it! I will definitely do it!" The quartermaster hunched over and smiled as he looked at the writing on the yellow paper. Perhaps he was afraid that he would be blinded by crying just now, so he rubbed his eyes vigorously.
Looking carefully at what was written on the paper, my face turned green with anger...