On the fifth day of the first lunar month of the first year of Jingping, the heavy snow in Yuanyang had stopped for three days.
Outside the gate of the Privy Council, sergeants arrived one after another, standing in groups and talking in groups.
“I don’t know if it’s a blessing or a curse when I go to the North this time!”
"We don't know whether we are dead or alive, but as long as we can come back alive, we may be able to live in hundreds of thousands of households!"
"You kid, stop bragging. How can Qianhu be that easy? Maybe Baihu still has a chance!"
These are ordinary soldiers. They jumped from the grassroots soldiers to become members of hundreds of households, which is equivalent to being promoted three levels in a row.
It was definitely a rare thing to be promoted to three levels in a row, but at this moment, in the eyes of these soldiers, it didn't seem to be a big deal.
"Since they are willing to submit, our safety is guaranteed, so killing us will do them no good!"
"That makes sense!"
While everyone was discussing, there were also several people talking in the Privy Council.
"Lao Gao, this time His Highness gives you the opportunity, you must seize it!" Chen Anming said seriously.
Standing in front of him was an old man. He was actually a few years younger than Chen Anming, but he looked much older than him.
This man's name was Gao Yongfa, and he was the former commander of the Longyou Capital Division. However, because Zhao Yanxun was on the wrong team when he seized power, he was deprived of all official positions.
Fortunately, Gao Yongfa was on the wrong team and did not cause trouble for Zhao Yanxun at the critical moment, otherwise his family would have been executed like those powerful people.
Now that they have become ordinary people, the life of the Gao family is very difficult, and their neighbors are alienated from them. Who allowed them to make mistakes?
When the Gao family originally thought that their family would never be able to turn over, an official letter was sent from the Privy Council on the third day of the Lunar New Year, giving the Gao family hope in the New Year.
"I understand!" Gao Yongfa said solemnly.
In the past year, Gao Yongfa first had endless hatred for Prince Yong's Palace, believing that it was because of the Palace that he lost everything.
But as the palace's strength continued to grow, and as various magical legends about Zhao Yanxun leaked out, Gao Yongfa's hatred turned into helplessness.
King Yong upheld his destiny, and Gao Yongfa went against the will of heaven. He deserved to be in this situation, and he could only blame himself.
Now, since King Yong gave him the opportunity, he will do everything he can to seize the opportunity and let the Gao family stand up again in Long.
Chen Anming continued: "When you go to the North this time, you must try your best to make the Longyou Dusi and other Dusi join His Highness. Once the matter is revealed... you must be very clear about how much credit this is!"
Gao Yongfa was a high-ranking official in Longyou Dusi and was familiar with the Qianhu envoys brought by Ding Hong to the north, so it was appropriate for him to do this job.
Pointing to Zhang Ziming on the side, Chen Anming continued: "This Zhang Qianhu went to Beidi with you. If you have anything to do, you can discuss it!"
Zhang Ziming bowed his hand in greeting to Gao Yongfa, and after Gao Yongfa returned the greeting, they were considered acquainted.
Standing up, Chen Anming said: "I believe all the members of the teaching team have arrived, you can set off!"
The three of them got up and walked out of the hall. There were several petty officials waiting outside. These people were subordinate officers assigned to Gao Yong.
Walking outside, I heard Zhang Ziming say: "I am a surrendered general, Sir Gao, you can also be regarded as a surrendered general... Now that this important task has been entrusted to us, His Highness is really trustworthy in employing people!"
Gao Yongfa sighed: "Your Highness has a broad mind that cannot be imagined by mere mortals like us!"
Outside the gate of the Privy Council, soldiers were already present. When they saw someone coming out of the hall, officers began to form a team.
"Everyone is here, line up!"
Upon hearing the military order, the soldiers immediately transformed into robots and lined up on the spot.
A total of thirty people stood in three rows, and everyone was silent.
The entire gathering process took no more than five seconds, and was witnessed by several people coming out of the hall.
Everyone was used to this, but Gao Yongfa couldn't help but sigh in his heart, King Yong was really good at running the army.
The officer in charge of the assembly turned around and reported to Zhang Ziming: "The Privy Council Teaching Team has assembled. Please give me instructions!"
Zhang Ziming stepped forward and looked at the sergeants lining up. They were all new faces and had been selected from individual guards.
There are only two requirements for selecting these people, one is absolute loyalty to the palace, and the other is that they are strong enough.
The so-called training team is sent to Beidi County to train various guards' troops, and during the training process, they are allowed to accept the rule of the royal palace.
Their training content includes military formations and ideological transformation.
If the transformation under the leadership of the Northern Capital Division was carried out quietly, then the teaching team was carried out openly.
Ding Hong said that he was willing to join Prince Yong's Mansion, so he could use the teaching team to conduct experiments. If he refused or obstructed, it would mean that he had different intentions.
"Brothers, we are going to Beidi County this time to capture the guards of various capitals for the prince. Our mission is glorious!"
"Your Majesty trusts us, so we must complete this mission to live up to His Majesty's trust!"
Looking at everyone, Zhang Ziming continued: "So even if we die, we must complete the mission. Do you... have the confidence?"
Zhang Ziming's question was extremely serious. All the soldiers present looked solemn and answered in unison: "Yes!"
From the answers of these soldiers, Gao Yongfa saw that he was ready to die, which shocked him greatly.
With such a strong force at hand, even if those people in the North did not surrender, the royal army could beat them to pieces.
"very good……"
Zhang Ziming was extremely satisfied and then ordered: "Everyone...turn to the right and walk together!"
The soldiers followed the order and left from the palace gate. Horses were ready outside for them to go on their way.
The group of them walked out of the palace gate. The horses were indeed ready, but there were women and children watching in the distance.
Seeing this situation, Zhang Ziming sighed and said to the soldiers: "I'll give you a moment's leave. If you have any last words, please tell me quickly!"
Those women and children were the families of the soldiers on this trip, and they obviously came to see them off.
Of course, there are also some soldiers drawn from other prefectures and counties who are staying where they are and waiting.
"No one from Zhang Qianhu's family came?" Gao Yongfa asked calmly.
"No one is home anymore!"
"I made a mistake!"
After all, the two had just met, but for a while they couldn't find anything to say.
At this moment, outside a private door on the east side of the palace, women walked out one after another, all wearing civilian clothes.
The most important thing is that these people came out in an endless stream, and eventually more than 200 people came out.
"Who are these people?" Gao Yongfa was full of doubts.
Zhang Ziming replied: "These are representatives of the families of those who died in the war. They came to the palace to receive the reward from the princess. The ceremony must have ended at this moment!"
Gao Yongfa suddenly realized that he had heard about this incident, but he did not know that it had happened before his eyes.
"It seems that the prince is very concerned about caring for the martyrs' families!"
Zhang Ziming replied: "This is natural. In addition to year-end rewards, as long as all prefectures and counties also send condolences during the holidays, the martyrs' families can at least survive!"
"In this way, the soldiers can fight the enemy on the front line with peace of mind!"
Time gradually passed, and the quarter of an hour soon came, and all the soldiers who said goodbye to their relatives returned.
"Mount!"
After everyone mounted their horses, Zhang Ziming looked back at the plaque on the gate of the palace, and then ordered: "Let's go!"
