The five hundred and ninetieth chapter [old and not dead is also a thief]
Chapter 592 [To grow old and not die is to be a thief]
Du Wei looked pleased, accepting the awed looks of many students. After watching for a long time, these guys were still staring at him, but no one spoke. Du Wei pursed his lips and smiled, and said softly: "Oh? Look.
It seems like you don’t welcome me back... Why are you all so stupid and speechless?"
As soon as these words came out, the students immediately came to their senses and shouted loudly one after another. Some of them tried their best to squeeze out happy smiles on their faces. For a while, many students on the playground made noises and warmly welcomed the dean.
’s return, the scene was quite lively, but those guys were so frightened that they didn’t even dare to take a breath when facing Du Wei. This respectful look was like a mouse meeting a cat.
"Okay." Du Wei waved his hand, and those words of compliments and welcome suddenly stopped. Du Wei looked at these students and said slowly: "In the past few days when I have been away, I heard that you guys have been running wild like ducks. It's very sad.
Happy, isn't it?... Hehe, very good, very good! We are all young people, full of energy, and need to vent, I understand this. However, I think you will not waste your serious studies... Hmm
, now that I'm back, I have to take a good look at your progress. Let's do this. Tonight, all vacations will be cancelled. After training, everyone will gather in the auditorium. Let me see, during my absence,
, are you lazy? Speaking of which, if anyone’s assessment results are too disgraceful, alas..."
At this point, Du Wei sighed quietly and said in a soft tone: "I haven't seen you for many days, and I don't want to punish you when we meet. I hope you will keep up the good work, but don't let me down."
After saying that, Du Wei tilted his head, and the entourage around him immediately pushed the wheelchair and left the playground.
After Du Wei left for a while, the students all looked sad and wailed one by one. Some even ran to get close to Gabri: "Gabri, you are the dean's younger brother, and you are most familiar with the dean's temperament and this assessment.
What kind of things will be tested? If... I anger the dean, everyone will not have a good life."
Gabri also smiled bitterly: "My brother never mentioned anything about the academy at home a few days ago. How do I know what he will test against us? If you ask me, I don't dare to ask him. Besides..." He looked serious
Helpless: "Brothers, everyone has been living a very comfortable life recently. Even I, who was responsible for logistics in the past few days, didn't memorize the documents... Sigh. My brother often said that fighting a war is fighting logistics. He
He attaches great importance to logistics, and I think he will probably take a test on this aspect... A few days ago, he was not here. We have made enough noise, and last time we made several quartermasters from the military affairs department who came to give lectures angry.
I'm afraid my brother also knows about this..."
It's okay if he doesn't say it, but if he does, everyone will change their color.
These elite officers drawn from armies from all over the empire were originally high-minded and unruly people, but they were in awe of Du Wei to the core. When Du Wei came, they were all as silent as a child.
of obedience.
"Forget it, forget it." An officer sighed: "At least these days have passed happily. Now that the dean is back, the worst I can do is get a military stick. Anyway, if the dean wants to beat me, I will be convinced."
These words immediately resonated. One by one, they no longer bothered to play these cross-country competitions and fighting games on the playground, but ran back to the barracks one by one to read books.
Du Wei returned to his dean's office. He first called in a few instructors to ask about recent events, and then he had an idea. Then he called the captain of these students, Yaluoer, and asked them carefully.
.When he heard that those students were running back to flip through the books in disorder and had to deal with his own assessment, he couldn't laugh or cry. It was really not an easy task to control these Qiu Ba masters.
In the evening, Du Wei summoned all the students, and randomly pulled out a few of them who had violated discipline and made too much noise during his absence in the past few days and beat them with sticks.
These officers were not convinced by others, but they were convinced and awed by Du Wei to the core. I just felt that although the dean was seriously ill and sitting in a wheelchair, he looked extremely weak, but when he faced him, his heart felt
Not even the slightest thought of resistance could arise.
Du Wei had great prestige among these officer cadets. After being beaten with a stick, he would go to the barracks one by one in the evening and personally deliver wound medicine to the cadets who had been beaten with a stick. This was called a slap and a sweet treat.
Eat jujubes. Du Wei has already mastered this kind of trick. Those students who were beaten, instead of hating Du Wei, were moved to tears by Du Wei's warm words full of expectations.
Instead, I blamed myself for not respecting the dean's teachings. Seeing that the dean was so late, dragging his body and sitting in a wheelchair to see me, I felt ashamed and regretful. I just wished that the stick wound on my back was a little thicker.
, if you go a little deeper, you can reduce your own sins.
After claiming to be ill for many days, Duke Tulip suddenly walked out of his underworld without saying a word, without saying hello to the royal family, without notifying the military, and just ran back to the military academy to continue working. This weird behavior,
This has caused many people in the imperial capital to think deeply.
What's even weirder is that the royal family, which was about to fall out with Du Wei a few days ago, seemed to be indifferent to this, as if the turmoil a few days ago never happened at all.
Even after Du Wei returned to the Military Academy, he handed over a list of requirements for various supplies to the military department the next day. Camisillo smiled bitterly and showed it to the regent. As a result, the regent
He only glanced at it and threw it back to Camisillo, looking a little impatient: "Didn't I tell you earlier that all the supplies Du Wei needs in the military academy, whether it is ordnance or
If you want people who want food and wages, just provide them without asking me. Why do you come here to show me this again?"
Camisillo was also depressed, thinking: My Royal Highness. It was earlier, when you and Du Wei were trusting and had a close relationship. But now, the situation is always a little different...
He just acted more cautiously, but he didn't want to be scolded by the regent instead. He felt a little cowardly and didn't say anything. He took the list and returned to the military headquarters. He approved it with a stroke of his pen.
When he returned home in the evening, Camisillo respectfully ran to consult the old prime minister Rob Schell.
For the old prime minister, who is already in his 70s and 80s, the cold winter is the most difficult season for him. The old man got sick again in the winter, and he has barely gotten better recently, but people in the house don't say it, but they understand in their hearts.
Very: This old prime minister’s days may be numbered.
The weather has gotten warmer these days, and the old man can finally get up and go to the ground. Occasionally he can cheer up and walk around the yard twice. But when he walks, he has to be supported by someone beside him.
When Camisillo came over, the old man had already had dinner, was lying on the sofa, warming himself by the fire, and was taking a nap. Camisillo had the courage to wake up the old man, and then he explained everything in his heart.
I expressed my depression and doubts, hoping that this old fox, who had been immersed in the muddy waters of politics all his life, could give me some guidance.
The old prime minister's eyes were a little cloudy, and his eyes were half-closed. After listening to Camisillo's words, the old man's throat made a rattling sound. He gasped hard for a few times, opened his mouth and spit out thick phlegm, and then he finally regained his breath and let out a long sigh.
He took a breath, prolonged his voice, and whispered: "You...although you are a smart person, but sometimes, you want to show your smartness too much...Oh, it's a pity, I'm afraid I won't live long.
There won’t be many opportunities to watch you on demand in the future. As for this matter... you are wrong, that’s all. You won’t pretend to be confused.”
"Pretending to be confused?" Camisillo was a little confused.
The old prime minister smiled faintly. There was a glimmer of light in his muddy old eyes, but it disappeared immediately. He smiled brightly: "You don't understand, in this officialdom, the more people want to show their cleverness, they will die."
The faster. Pretending to be confused is the best way to protect yourself! Huh, don’t think it’s easy to pretend to be confused. It can’t be learned in three or two days.”
Having said this, the old man straightened up hard, managed to sit up straight, stared at Camisillo, and said slowly: "Let me ask you, the regent told you back then, no matter what Du Wei has in the military academy from now on
All requirements are met, have you ever said this?"
"I said it." Camisillo nodded, but then frowned: "But the situation is different now. At that time, Du Wei and the regent had not fallen out..."
"Stupid!" The old prime minister stretched out a finger, poked Camisillo hard on the forehead, and said coldly: "Did Du Wei and the Prince Regent fall out now? How do you know? How can you be sure?
Are you the only one smart? Are you the only one who understands? Everyone else is fool?"
Camisillo was speechless.
"Pretending to be confused." The old prime minister smiled slightly, and his smile was incomprehensible: "When the regent said that, you just did it! Whatever Du Wei wants, give it! Even if you gave it wrong, he will be held accountable.
, you did it according to the order of the regent anyway, no one can say you are wrong! But you want to show your cleverness and take credit in front of the regent? Hum... you have to know, what do emperors in the past like the most?
"
"What do you dislike the most?" Camisillo asked obediently.
The old prime minister took a deep breath, looked solemn, and stared into Camisillo's eyes: "What I don't like the most is... ministers speculating on the emperor's thoughts! Humph, how can I allow ministers to speculate on the emperor's thoughts? If the emperor's thoughts are
You ministers have already guessed everything, so what is the mystery of the emperor? What majesty is there?"
Camisillo stopped talking, his face changed several times, and he thought carefully about the old prime minister's words.
"Listen clearly, I have told you a long time ago. As the Minister of Military Affairs, you must estrange your relationship with Du Wei... This estrangement, I do not mean to put you on a hostile relationship with the Tulip family! What do you mean?
To be clear? No enemy, no friend! This is the real 'Qing'! Business matters are done openly! Just do what you have to do! Do everything according to the rules of the military. No matter what the outcome is, no one can say you are wrong.
Come on! Don’t keep trying to speculate on the regent’s thoughts. You’re not hot enough now. Just do things according to the rules, be honest and obedient, and work hard to do the things assigned to you. Don’t think about things that you shouldn’t think about! It’s not your business.
Don’t ask about things you want to interfere with!”
After saying this, the old prime minister leaned back again and sighed: "No one knows what the regent is thinking about Du Wei now. Many wealthy and powerful people in the imperial capital are guessing, but no one can figure it out.
At this moment, you stupidly took that thing to ask the Regent for instructions? What do you want to do? Do you want to test the Regent’s attitude towards Du Wei!"
"I...No." Camisillo smiled bitterly: "I just think..."
"There is nothing 'feeling'! You shouldn't think about this matter! It's none of your business! I understand your thoughts when you do this. You are thinking about the regent, want to get things done, and want to show him that you are
But in his opinion, he will suspect that you are using this matter to test his attitude towards Du Wei. Do you understand?"
Camisillo thought for a moment, looked solemn, nodded, then stood up and saluted to say goodbye.
But he took two steps before reaching the door, but suddenly stopped, turned around, and stared at the old prime minister. At this moment, there was a faint struggle in Camisillo's expression, but his face finally changed.
He changed, his face was as dark as water, he took a long breath, gritted his teeth and said: "I still have an important question in my heart. After thinking about it, I can only ask you for advice."
"...Say it." The old prime minister sighed.
Camisillo came back, but instead of sitting down, he suddenly knelt down on one knee in front of the old prime minister. The young military minister of the empire had a solemn look on his face and gritted his teeth and said: "What I want to ask
Yes...in the future, if...I mean if! If Duke Tulip turns against the royal family, how should I deal with it?"
The old prime minister shuddered, raised his head, and stared at Camisillo for a long time. The old man's face showed a little tiredness. He pondered for a while and whispered: "I'm afraid I won't be able to see that day.
However, according to the current trend, what you said may not happen."
After a pause, the old prime minister's eyes flashed: "If the regent is here, then you don't have to hesitate at all. You will naturally side with the regent."
After hearing this, Camisillo suddenly lowered his head, without looking at the old prime minister, but asked dully: "What if... the regent is no longer here?"
After hearing this, the old prime minister suddenly shook his hand, and the crutch he was holding fell to the ground with a bang.
The old man was shaken, but instead he stood up slightly. His head was full of wrinkles, his face was like dried orange peel, and the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes were densely packed, but they seemed to jump a few times.
His eyes suddenly became extremely sharp, staring coldly at Camisillo in front of him like a lion.