In this way, the words were settled, and the words that Xu Yi originally prepared were useless at all.

I don't know if the saint is big or too proud, so I can rest assured that Xu Yi will lead the new army, or the firearms army!

In fact, if you think about it, in the eyes of the sage, the 2,000 new army, even with this powder bullet and the so-called fire gun, really can't make any big waves.

But in Xu Yi's view, these two thousand new troops are the spark of the new army of the entire Dasheng Dynasty in the future······ The king is wise, but the times limit his imagination.

"Brother Yi, I'm in a bit of a hurry. The old man understands what you do, but he is still in a hurry. ”

"King Xin'an, why?"

"Do you know that the military system of the imperial court is now a reality of collapse?"

"The kid heard about it."

"In fact, as far as Chang'an's sixteen guards are concerned, the shortage of thirty percent is considered normal, and half of them are old, weak, sick and disabled. The generals deceived the saints according to their salaries. As the sage said, if you are allowed to choose soldiers in the Sixteen Guards, how many useful soldiers can you choose? ”

"This is not Longyou, and the soldiers are not the style of the Longyou soldiers you see, this is Chang'an, the entire military camp in Chang'an, even the old man, is helpless, and he has no intention of doing it."

"The elite soldiers who once guarded the sixteen guards of Chang'an are now only famous. Now it is a conscription system, and the recruitment quota of the entire Chang'an Sixteen Guards is sufficient, but the actual soldiers in the barracks are less than seventy percent, and there are still a mixture of government soldiers, recruits, and athletes. ”

"What's even more ridiculous is that those recruits have their own livelihoods in Chang'an City every day, and they are nothing more than a little bit in the barracks, and let the generals give a few dollars at will. This is the current situation of the sixteen guards in Chang'an. ”

This is the basis for the sage Yun Xuyi's selection and training.

When King Xin'an informed Xu Yi of this, Xu Yi was really a little skeptical about the so-called words of the deceived saint. Otherwise, the implementation of the conscription system would not have been granted.

The saint is confident and arrogant, and always feels that the entire dynasty is in the palm of his hand, whether it is the frontier or the Jingshi, so as long as there are soldiers in this dynasty, it doesn't matter whether he is in the frontier or in Chang'an.

In general, in the past few years, the frontier has been full of good news, whether it is Tubo or Dashi, including Khitan and Murowei, the annual conquest is frequent.

Therefore, it should be that the saint turned a blind eye, which is also the reason why the saint generously gave Xu Yi a new army of 2,000.

"Brother Yi'er, the old man originally wanted you to stay in Zuojin Wuwei for a little longer, so that I could rectify it and recruit some useful people for your use, so as to make some preparations for the future conquest of the frontier."

"The old man is old, and it is difficult to go out again······ You are so prematurely proposing to train the new army, alas······ It's a bit of a castle in the air. In Chang'an, you don't have a foundation yet, and this is not something that your grade and sub-identity of Changgongism can change. ”

Li Wei can be regarded as serious, and he told Xu Yi what he could say and what he couldn't say.

"Sixteen guards out of two thousand, King Xin'an, it shouldn't be difficult, right?"

"It's not difficult, how to say it's nearly 100,000 soldiers. But have you ever thought that there is a shortage of these four guards, and you can't show your bottom in front of the saint, how many soldiers can you choose from? ”

"In the same way, the remaining twelve guards, those stationed in Chang'an, have 60,000 soldiers, but the actual number is less than 50,000, and they all need to be kept for the imperial court and the saints to see, how many soldiers can you choose?"

"It's Zuo Jin Wuwei, the old man, the so-called General Zuo Jin Wuwei, can't let his subordinate generals release all the elite soldiers for you to choose. In the military camp in Chang'an, everyone has a heel, everyone is afraid of committing crimes, and they are all in a well-known balance. ”

"Two thousand, maybe easy, maybe hard. If you stay in Zuojin Wuwei for three or two years, find out the truth, and even find out the situation of the entire Sixteen Guards, and then present your idea of training the new army to the sage, then you only need an edict from the imperial court to select and transfer soldiers. ”

"From the formation training in the Eastern Capital, the old man knows that you have ideas about military training, but the time is not long, and even the old man has never known much about the current situation of soldiers in Chang'an······

"That's why the old man said you were in a hurry."

Xu Yi was stunned. Whether it was in Longyou at the beginning, or later going to Shuofang, whether it was fighting against Tubo or conquering Khitan, what Xu Yi saw was the fierce soldiers of the Dasheng Dynasty who were not afraid of death.

It's just this Chang'an······ Xu Yi believed that Li Wei didn't need to lie to him. From the collapse of the military system to the chaotic historical trajectory of the entire Dasheng Dynasty many years later, the current situation of the Sixteen Guards of Chang'an really dare not have extravagant hopes.

However, he only needs 2,000 soldiers!

"If you really can't do it, let's recruit again."

That's all there is to it. Anyway, the saint allowed 2,000 soldiers······

On Xu Yi's day, he was excited, lost, turned around, and was disappointed again, and his mood was really up and down.

After bidding farewell to King Xin'an, Xu Yi once again took his only team of four or five people and returned home sullenly.

For a while, Xu Yi even retreated a little, and even expected the saint to forget that there was such a thing.

It's a pity that early in the morning, the envoy in the palace arrived at Xu's mansion: "Fengtian carries Emperor Zhao: the founding Jincheng Hou, General Dingyuan, Zuo Jin Wuwei Zhonglang General Xu Yi, General Jin Mingwei, Si Dasheng New Army Military Envoy, the main new army preparation and training." ”

I don't have a choice.

If you want to say that you are sad, then it is not enough, and the mood is definitely not much better.

"Lord, there are people from the Guangping Mansion outside the door asking to see ······"

Since Xu Yi was sealed as the candidate of the country, Xu Qing is no longer called the general, but the lord.

"Let him ······ Wait, Quang Binh Mansion? ”

"Yes, claiming to be from the Quang Binh Mansion."

Guangping Gong, Xu Yi remembered that at the banquet yesterday, there was a sentence or two of dealings, and Xu Yi still felt strange at that time, the old man was very enthusiastic.

It's a very common polite word to visit a few days later, but I didn't expect someone to come today.

"Ask someone to come in."

The general people send people to send a greeting post or something, but the official family on the Guangping Mansion is mysterious, saying that it is his Guangping Gong, and I implore Jincheng to wait for a while.

Xu Yi didn't have the heart to put on a show, it was this inexplicable invitation······ After thinking about it, being in Chang'an is almost equivalent to having a black eye, so it doesn't matter if you want to visit.

Xu Yi took Xu Qing with a light car, and directly followed the steward of the Guangping Mansion to visit the Guangping Gong.

"Old man Cheng Boxian, dare to ask Jincheng Houzi?"

Xu Yi didn't expect that after arriving at the Guangping Mansion, just after the greetings, the Guangping Duke came to such a sentence.

"Cheng Gong is on top, so that Cheng Gong knows, the kid is respectful."

"That's it. Submit ······"

Xu Yi was very confused by Guangping Gong's operation, and he didn't understand these meanings at all, it was not an ordinary hospitality procedure at all.

The guest can only do as the host pleases, only as the old man pleases.

It was a scroll, which looked a little old, and was respectfully held by a middle-aged man in his thirties, and slowly entered the middle hall.

I don't understand, I can only watch it like this.

That Guangping Gong got started and opened the scroll with him: "Jincheng Hou, please move and watch." ”

Xu Yi stepped forward······ This... So familiar? Looking closely, Xu Yi feels that this is his portrait, maybe there are some differences, too much like himself.

Xu Yi was even more stunned, looked at the portrait, then turned his head to look at Guangping Gong, and looked at the middle-aged man whose eyes were a little red. I don't know what to call ······

"Jincheng Hou, this painting is made by Yan Liben in Zhenguannian, and the person in the painting is Li Ji, the founder of the British Gong of the Assassination Dynasty······"

This ······ Xu Yi understood. I remember that when I met Yingniang, her master said that she looked like Yinggong, and Xu Yi didn't take it seriously at all.

Now, in this Guangping Mansion, I actually saw a portrait that looked so similar to myself.

Xu Yi didn't respond, pretended to look at the portrait very casually, then retreated to the chair and sipped the tea gently.

"Jin Chenghou, the old man is the grandson of Lu Guogong Cheng and the son of Guangping County Gongcheng Bi. As for him······" As he spoke, Cheng Boxian pointed at the middle-aged man: "His name is Xu Sishun, Xu Jingzhen, that is, the eldest son of the third son of Duke Ying." ”

The reason why Xu Yi didn't speak was to consider the gains and losses of his identity after it was exposed.

This old Cheng family really gave Xu Yi a problem.