"Commander, this is a serious matter, so please be careful."
Fu Yijian is going crazy.
Never would he have thought that Zuo Mengeng would want to shave his head on a whim.
This is a barbaric act by shaving your hair to change clothes!
"It's just a matter of shaving my hair. I've wanted to do it for a long time. If you keep your hair long, can you ask them if they feel uncomfortable during the war?"
As soon as this statement came out, the mentality of the entire New Army changed. More than 80% of the people nodded in unison.
Long hair is definitely a taboo on the battlefield, as it has too many disadvantages.
First of all, because of long hair, wearing equipment will cause a lot of trouble. And sometimes it will get in the way and seriously affect the movement.
Although the ancients have known for a long time that wrapping the hair with a cloth kerchief only slightly alleviated some troubles.
The real trouble is cleaning.
The generals in the army are better off, and the conditions are more comfortable. Although cleaning the hair is laborious and laborious, it can still be done.
For ordinary soldiers, there is really nothing they can do.
Even in the military camp, cleaning hair is a big deal.
Once on the battlefield, it's almost impossible to care whether your hair is clean or not.
"This long hair, once it is not cleaned for a long time, it will get lice and fleas. These things sucked the blood from one of you, and then ran to the other person. If one of them has something,
If you are sick, you will infect other people. Then everyone will get sick. Isn’t it scary?”
Zuo Menggeng’s popular science has made many people shudder.
The soldiers of the new army are different from the traditional army. They have to learn.
Regardless of your academic performance, at least you know a lot of common sense.
They have long understood the spread of the disease and have paid attention to personal hygiene for a long time.
But only today do I know that there are so many problems with long hair.
Mao Yuanyi and others did not dare to persuade him any more, and their scalps always felt itchy.
Seeing that everyone had been calmed down, Zuo Mengeng sat down with a golden sword and ordered: "What are you waiting for? Shave your hair, starting with me."
There are no skilled barbers in the army, it's just a man who is relatively good with a knife.
When it was time to shave Geng Xiaoer's hair, he didn't take it seriously; but now when he had to shave the commander-in-chief's hair, he almost peed.
Before he could take action, the surrounding guards were staring at him like tigers.
The knife in his hand is a knife. If he has any evil intentions...
Poor barber, how could he have any bad intentions? He was so frightened that he couldn't even hold the knife.
Zuo Mengeng felt it.
"Don't scare people, it's just a haircut. Later, he will shave it for you. Be careful, he will avenge his private life and shave you into a monk."
Everyone in the guard company felt a chill, and all of them thought they looked much kinder.
Good guy, the old tiger shows a kind smile...
Even more terrifying.
It took a lot of effort and more than an hour to finish Zuo Mengeng's hair shaving.
The long hair that was originally over the shoulders, after his request, turned into a short shaved head. The top of the head suddenly became clear, as if a huge mountain had been removed.
"Oh, it's refreshing, it's really refreshing. This is what our soldiers should be like!"
Zuo Mengeng stood up happily, asked for a mirror from Li Zhenli, and kept observing his new hairstyle.
In a trance, it seemed as if I had traveled through time and space, and finally met the soul of the later generations.
Others looked at his new appearance, but they always felt it was strange and had difficulty adapting to it.
Zuo Mengeng didn't know it, but he happily took the hat and put it on casually. It felt very good. He took off the hat again, feeling the cool air on his scalp, and his whole body seemed to become wiser.
Li Zhenli stood aside, looking confused as she watched that strange man who had experienced the world turn into a "monk".
Why is he so happy?
Zuo Menggeng was so beautiful that she returned the mirror to Li Zhenli and said to Geng Xiaoer on the hospital bed: "Look, if I just shave my hair, what will happen? No. So, don't have those unnecessary worries. Those
It’s just the dregs of feudalism, and like binding women’s feet, it’s a vulgar custom that should be despised.”
It must be said that Zuo Menggeng set an example and gave Geng Xiaoer great courage.
"I...I listen to the commander-in-chief."
Zuo Mengeng found Mao Yuanyi.
"How about it, Commander Mao Da, why don't you come and set an example for the whole army?"
Mao Yuanyi took a breath of cold air.
"Me? I don't have this need, right?"
Zuo Mengeng, with quick eyes and quick hands, caught him and pinned him down on the stool.
"You come and lead by example, so that you can promote the whole army, and in the future you can promote the world."
Mao Yuanyi's whole body felt bad.
"The Jurchens in Liaodong will force people to keep money and rat tails, so that they are reviled by everyone in the world. What you do is even worse than the Jurchens."
Zuo Mengeng didn't feel dissatisfied.
"This is historical progress, and it is completely different from the bad habits of the Jurchens."
He raised his head, faced the countless doubtful eyes around him, and said loudly: "Since we started wearing clothes, we have been changing from complicated to simple. Why is this?"
"It's just for convenience."
"This is the trend of our existence in the world. Even the words we write are much simpler than those of the ancients. In the future, this trend of simplification will continue. Why don't we go ahead and wait until the end?
After causing countless troubles, why do you want to learn from the experience and make changes?"
The benefits of spreading cultural education throughout the military have emerged.
Many soldiers are able to think independently and discern the meaning of his words. Combined with their actual combat experience, it is of course easy to understand the benefits of shaving their heads.
Mao Yuanyi couldn't escape, and her hair fell in the wind.
"Well, back then, Mr. Shi Min went boating on the West Lake, accompanied by beautiful women, and sang his generous tragic songs, which were praised in the south of the Yangtze River. But today, he looks like this, and his style has been lost."
Seeing the two bald heads standing together, Li Zhenli couldn't help but cover her mouth and chuckle for a moment, and also talked about Mao Yuanyi's old things.
Mao Yuanyi touched the stubble on the top of her head, with a look on her face that was worse than death.
"Hey, you are not a kind person when you meet someone."
Then his expression changed.
"That's not right, Zuo Zhongheng, why is my hair shorter than yours?"
Zuo Mengeng's short hair is a straight cut, while Mao Yuanyi's hair is basically shaved close to the scalp. If there wasn't a layer of cyan, it would be no different from a real monk.
Zuo Mengeng takes it for granted.
"I am the commander-in-chief and am responsible for both military and political affairs. I should consider my dignity. You are fighting on the front line, so naturally you can do whatever is convenient for you. You see, this hairstyle is so convenient. When you want to wash it, just rinse it with water and everything will be fine."
Mao Yuanyi stamped her feet and gritted her teeth angrily.
"You, you, you...are not the son of a human being!"
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of Zuo Yong walking out again.
"Deputy Commander Zuo, where to escape?"
Zuo Yong failed to escape and became bald. Seeing his appearance, Mao Yuanyi finally felt much more mentally balanced.
"Don't tell me, this hairstyle is really suitable for people in the military like us."
Zuo Yong grinned, thinking that the army commander had rebelled very quickly.
On that day, under the leadership of the commander-in-chief, corps commander, and deputy corps commander, the Second Army of the New Army began a vigorous head-shaving campaign.
The big flashing bald heads compete with the sun and the moon, and they are nicknamed the Monk Army.