After dinner and doing business, Chu Qing returned to the commander's tent. Wang Tianyu and others knelt there again, with a particularly good attitude.
Chu Qing rolled his eyes and whistled.
The third brother shouted: "Meeting!"
As soon as Third Brother finished shouting, Wang Tianyu stood up immediately.
Chu Qing said angrily: "You don't need to participate."
"I didn't say I would participate."
"Then what are you doing standing up?"
"I'm afraid of losing my seal. After the meeting, I will kneel again."
Chu Qing: "..."
The third brother, who has been practicing a minority language recently, became upset when he heard Wang Tianyu's bird-like words: "Otherwise, you will speak Mandarin from now on, or else, you will speak dialect, and don't change it after a while."
Wang Tianyu looked innocent: "It's not the reason."
"That mouth of yours was picked up and is not yours to control?"
Wang Tianyu thought for a moment, then kicked each of the boys in the front row and shouted: "Call someone."
The kid who was kicked turned back to look at Wang Tianyu, with a puzzled expression on his face.
Wang Tianyu said happily: "Shout Dudu!"
Younger Brother A: "Captain."
Brother B: "Dudu."
Brother C: "Dudu."
Younger brother Ding: "Tap."
Younger Brother E: "Silly Pi."
Wang Tianyu looked innocent: "I understand."
Chu Qing had a dull look on his face: "Why do you have men everywhere?"
"In the death camp, my parents were both exiled."
Chu Qing suddenly realized.
Most of the people Wang Tianyu took away when he was a fugitive were from the death camp. Most of the soldiers in the death camp were exiled from other places, and they were not locals from the East China Sea. So they had accents from all over the world.
, and Wang Tianyu spent all day long with his subordinates, and his accent was distorted. In the end, it was not the accent of one place, but the accents of many, many places.
Chu Qing, who was extremely speechless, didn't care anymore and took his third brother back to the tent.
After a while, the friends all came.
Just like last night, I handed over my work and asked everyone if they encountered any problems.
There are definitely problems, but the work has just started and the specific things have not yet emerged. This is something Chu Qing expected, and then explained a few things.
The first thing was about Hucheng's support for Guocheng. Cao Hu took charge and immediately sent people back to Hucheng, dispatched troops to Guocheng, and asked Nangong Ping and Changxian how their work in Shangyundao was going.
The second thing is the training of the descending soldiers. It should be carried out immediately. These panic-stricken descending soldiers should not be given any chance to cause trouble. They will train to death and punish them to death.
The third matter was left to Chen Yan, who was lying flat and lying in ruins. He immediately led Tan Ma to find out who in Shang Yun Dao was still closely associated with the Ying thieves, and arrested them all.
Just implement these three things immediately.
After everyone dispersed, Chu Qing stayed behind with Chen Yan.
"Brother Ninth, there is one more thing."
"What's wrong?"
"Inquiry into the whereabouts of Master Xi, the specific origins of this person, etc., and then let Zhao Baodan draw the portrait."
"Okay, I'll take the people out before noon."
As soon as Chen Yan left, Chen Dinglan came in again, smiling bitterly before opening his mouth.
"I did some research in the camp last night." After Chen Dinglan sat down, he poured a cup of tea and shook his head repeatedly: "It's chaos, the people are in chaos, the military's morale is in chaos, and all the camps are in chaos."
Chu Qing shrugged: "I'll beat you up if you mess up."
"Have you never practiced military training, Dudu?"
"I have never practiced, but the most important thing around me is people who train soldiers."
"That's not what I mean. The so-called warriors are not about their ability to kill the enemy, but their military spirit."
Chen Dinglan stood up, poured a cup of tea for Chu Qing and said: "The ten soldiers are all fierce tigers on the battlefield, but their hearts are not for the people or the court. There are ten soldiers whose hearts are
The imperial court is willing to die for the people, Dudu, which ten troops do you want?"
"A murderer who loves the people but not the people can do it if he can kill the enemy. I don't care whether he has military spirit or not."
Chen Dinglan was dumbfounded.
Chu Qing said angrily: "The salary is doubled, the children can go to school, and the family is taken care of. I am satisfied. Even if he doesn't fight to the death, he will have to fight to the death for Ben Dudu."
"Hey, how come Dudu doesn't know what I mean? In this world, not everything can be done with money..."
Chu Qing looked at Fu San: "Third brother, go out and tell Brother Dajun and the others. Notify the army that pay will be paid every ten days, in units of troops. Within half an hour, register the living location of the relatives. Ten days later,
The commander-in-chief sent people to their homes to distribute them, including money and food."
"Young man, let's go right here."
Chen Dinglan was confused: "Why should it be given to their relatives?"
"Because when they don't want to do it..." Chu Qing showed an inexplicable smile: "Their parents will go to the army and break their legs!"
Chen Dinglan: “…”
Chen Dinglan, who had been in the military for half his life, was confused in the commander's tent. He opened his mouth, swallowed everything he wanted to say, and quickly left the commander's tent.
It is true that Chu Qing does not know how to train soldiers, but it is not accurate to say that he has no experience at all. He understands what the army wants because he has been to the border.
When the military comes to the military camp, what they are most concerned about must be their wives, children, and children. If the money is given to the hands of their wives, children, and children, the military will feel at ease. If they are not at ease, they will get money or double their military pay, and they will see their own sons or their own men doing something.
If you can't go down anymore, you can imagine the reaction. It would be easy for my parents to run into the camp and break their legs.
Of course, if there are people who don't even care about their parents, wives, children, and children, Chu Qing won't bother to let them stay in the military camp. People who don't even love his parents, wife, and children, he expects him to protect his family and country and protect the peace of the country.
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On this day, Chu Qing barely left the commander's tent, writing and drawing, hoping to bring over the Border Army Security Office intact.
In fact, the most direct conflict between the military and the court is an issue of "respect".
This respect, to put it bluntly, is reflected in material aspects. It is not just a few words of chicken soup for the soul or a few words of feelings about family and country that will make the soldiers rush to the battlefield without hesitation.
If you fight for the country and guard the borders, the court will take care of your wife, children, and children. This is respect. If you die for the country, but the court ignores your family, this is not respect, but use.
A strong military may not necessarily lead to prosperity for a country.
But if the military power is not good enough, the country will perish sooner or later.
It's as simple as that, and if a country wants to prosper, it must be based on a strong enough military power.
With his head buried in the papers, the day passed quickly. When Chu Qing knocked on his waist and walked out of the handsome tent, Wang Tianyu was still kneeling outside with a group of people.
Chu Qing took Fu San to the beach without even taking a second look.
Jiang Zu and the veterans from Hucheng had just finished training and were about to have dinner.
The Feng Taoist held his riding whip and roared into the wind: "I retreat!"
The soldiers shouted at the top of their lungs: "I retreat!"
The sound of "I retreat" resounded through the sky.
It doesn't matter if you don't shout loudly. Zhao Baodan was exhausted today. He practiced the chore of dividing muscles and bones thirty-four times in one day. Three riding whips were broken. Now Zhao Baodan
As we walked towards that point, the captain and his soldiers were all trembling.