Zhang Xiaowu knew that Hu Sanwan must have exchanged military rations for some money, but he did not care about these small things. Sometimes a leader does not have to worry about his subordinates. Greed is human nature. As long as the bottom line and position are not lost, a little corruption is acceptable. No leader is a fool. If he only has honest subordinates, these people will never protect him when he suffers. After all, we are not a community of interests. Who will help a leader who is suffering? And a leader Appropriately allowing your subordinates to make some small mistakes and be greedy for a small amount of money can actually twist everyone into a rope and unite closely around you.
So Zhang Xiaowu immediately interrupted Wu Song and said, "Which Wu is Wu? How to write it?" Wu Song took out a pen and paper from the bamboo basket and wrote down his name. Zhang Xiaowu couldn't help but said, "Which Wu is this?" ,Isn’t this π? The Greek letter, 'pie', 3.1415926535898..."
Wusong blushed and emphasized angrily: "The word is pronounced Wu, which means sudden."
Zhang Xiaowu asked: "You are such a weak scholar, how did you become a martial arts scholar?"
Guan Xiang explained on the side: "Wusong was a member of the imperial examination in the military affairs department in the 24th year of Taiqian."
"What is the General Section?" Zhang Xiaowu asked with a smile.
Wusong sighed and said, "Let me explain it, sir."
The Imperial Court of the Holy Han Dynasty held a martial arts competition every three years. The martial arts competition involved the general examination and the military general examination. The familiar martial arts competition was the basis for the important examination of the military general examination.
The General Examination consists of wrestling, infantry combat, cavalry combat, archery, and literacy. Among them, literacy is a compulsory test. The Imperial Examination is a competition in front of the emperor. Therefore, the number one scholar is naturally the most capable one, General Anyuan. Li Cunyi was the number one scholar in martial arts in the fifteenth year of Taiqian.
In the General Examination, you can choose any three from the following: Military Preparation Outline, Marching and Formation, Literary Literary, Arithmetic, and Restoration of War History. However, those who pass the General Examination are only Jinshi and are not eligible for the imperial examination.
Wusong's ancestor was not only a famous general, he was also the rival of the Xuanyuan clan of the Holy Han Dynasty for world supremacy three hundred years ago. However, after his defeat, he lived in seclusion in the countryside, and his ancestors remembered the glory of the past. By Wusong's generation, the Wu family was already one of the salt merchants in Yangzhou. First, the only child of the Wu family started to do business not far away from the army. He took the military examination for the first time at the age of fifteen. After failing, he worked hard to become stronger. He took the exam again at the age of eighteen, but still failed. At the age of twenty, he failed. When he was one year old, he took the exam again and finally passed the martial arts examination to become a general.
Most of the people who participated in the military examination were assigned to civilian positions in the army, but Wu Song was arranged by the Ministry of War to go back to his hometown in Yangzhou and became a secretary to the rural soldiers. There were not many soldiers in the village, so the secretary was idle most of the time. The ambitious Wu Song stayed in his hometown. After spending five years in a state of confusion, I finally got my chance, and the battle in Saibei began!
Regardless of his family's objections, Wu Song wrote a letter pleading to join the Qinglong Army in the north to fight against Wu Xin. Seeing that Wu Song's father could not stop him, he spent money to move Wu Song to the Sixth Army Group where there was no need to fight, and then to the epidemic camp.
"He will be the secretary of the epidemic camp from now on. If you need any assistance from the epidemic camp, you can go to him directly." Guan Xiang said.
Zhang Xiaowu quickly remembered the clerk named Wu Song, not because he always held a book and read when he had nothing to do, but because he recorded the grain accurately to a few taels when handing over. To say it's good is to be meticulous, to say it's not to be is to be fussy. In the rough and arrogant military camp, this loose approach will offend people.
Hu Sanwan complained that he had never seen such a superior officer, and his subordinates still remembered it in such detail. Xiao joked and said: "We are no longer subordinates of the epidemic camp. Remember, we are now the death camp, the most important place in the entire regiment."
A terrifying death camp."
Zhang Xiaowu needs such a secretary. After all, Hu Sanwan needs someone who cares about the logistics to manage the logistics. Just look at Wu Song who abandoned the flowery land of Yangzhou and ran to the north of the Great Wall. He likes to seek death, and you can tell that this person is
If you are unwilling, you must be a stubborn and competitive person.
Soon, Huang Sheng and his nephew Huang Qi came to the Epidemic Village to inspect the territory. Although they were just taking temporary positions to gain some military qualifications, after all, Huang Sheng was a serious captain of the dead soldier camp.
After Zhang Xiaowu learned about it, he immediately led his generals to greet Huang Sheng. But when he saw Huang Sheng himself, Zhang Xiaowu was also shocked by him. This man was said to be in his forties, but he had white hair, a thin body, and two eyes.
Some were muddy and lifeless, but they were dressed very delicately. Ordinary military uniforms were just coarse cloth, but Huang Sheng's military uniform was made of silk and satin. He obviously brought his own military uniform. But Zhang Xiaowu looked at his sick appearance and was afraid that he would die in the next second.
In the epidemic village, he was stunned for a while, then he stepped forward and saluted: "I have the humble rank of Colonel Zhang Xiaowu of the Sixth Regiment's Death Battalion. I pay my respects to the Colonel."
Unexpectedly, Huang Sheng looked like a sick man, but his voice was very loud. He smiled and stepped forward to help Zhang Xiaowu's hand, and said emotionally: "Master Zhang, Colonel Zhang, I will rely on you more in the death camp in the future.
You are the mainstay of the death camp, the mainstay! Thank you for your hard work, thank you for your hard work."
Seeing his enthusiastic attitude, Zhang Xiaowu immediately thought of his immediate boss before time travel, the Director of the Library's Logistics Department. That fat man looked like Maitreya Buddha when he smiled. He was kind to others on the surface, but sinister and cunning in private. He always laughed at everyone he saw.
A person must have a deep mind. He was extremely alert in his heart, but he also had a welcoming smile on his face. He stretched out his hand and said: "Please, sir, I will lead the way."
"Please, please."
After a moment of false humility, the uncle and nephew followed Zhang Xiaowu into the epidemic village.
Huang Sheng was previously the captain of the baggage battalion. The baggage battalion was responsible for guarding the warehouses and transporting supplies. There were basically no arrogant soldiers. However, Huang Sheng ignored the characteristics of the criminals and deserters in the epidemic village. These people were definitely not good people.
While Huang Sheng was visiting the military formation for practice, someone deliberately threw his sword over. It struck Huang Sheng's feet with a "cang clang" sound. Huang Sheng was so frightened that he fell back three steps. Huang Qi hurriedly supported his uncle, and Huang Sheng also gulped.
I took several deep breaths to regain my composure. Well, I almost died in the epidemic village.
Zhang Xiaowu was furious and said sternly: "Who did it? Stand up!"
Naturally, no one stood up, and only a fool dared to offend Zhang Xiaowu.
Huang Sheng was furious in his heart, but he smiled awkwardly and said, "Nothing, nothing. The sergeant is not careful. It doesn't matter."
Someone shouted from behind: "Captain Huang, our Death Soldier Battalion is a battle camp ready to die at any time. If you want to lead the Death Soldier Battalion, you must first defeat us."
Huang Sheng opened his eyes and looked around, and saw an unruly soldier holding his arms and looking at him with a sneer. The man was of medium height, with a square face, and the tendons on his body were particularly eye-catching. He felt a shiver in his heart. This man could kill him with one punch.
He had to beat himself to death. Zhang Xiaowu also recognized this man. He was one of the first four soldiers who harmed the wives of the Northern Tartars.
"What's your name?" Huang Sheng asked.
The man chuckled and said: "I am in Guancheng, Colonel Huang, if you can beat me, I will obey you."