Chapter 370: The Greedy for Life and Afraid of Death
Du San always thought that the military attachΓ©'s top belt was worthless, and he never wanted to be stationed in the military camp two miles away from Benyimen, Yangzhou City, and found Zhang Yiguo, who was not an assistant camp but similar to the assistant camp, and found that he had not seen him for five days, and the complement on Zhang Yiguo's official uniform had become a white pheasant that symbolized leisurely and elegant, not impatient and impatient. The carved gold top on the official hat not only became a crystal top, but also had an extra flower feather, either the fifth grade or the fifth grade, and I don't know whether it was donated by the silver or Lei Yicheng.
The civil official is already a senior military attachΓ©, not to mention that Zhang Yiguo is now also a five-grade top belt, Du San didn't dare to slack off, and he didn't dare to take a closer look at the middle-aged Confucian sitting on the side, so he knelt down on one knee and reported: "The lower official Du Weifang visits Master Zhang......"
Zhang Yiguo didn't wait for him to finish, then asked with a gloomy face: "Du Weifang, the war is so tight, why did you not return to the camp until today?" β
"Master Zhang, what the lower official sued was a five-day vacation, and it was just five days from the time the lower official left the camp to the time he returned to the camp."
"It's just five days, and you're really accurate at this time." Zhang Yiguo stood up and stared at him: "If you return to the camp later, not only will you be punished, but the military attaches who guarantee you will all have to sit together!" β
"Master Zhang, the rules of the military order are like a mountain, so the subordinate officials understand, so they take the opportunity to give the subordinate officials, and the subordinate officials do not dare to delay, let alone involve the brothers in the camp."
"If you know, get up and speak."
"Master Xie Zhang," there was a Confucian student in the room, who was not very easy to speak, and that Confucian was extraordinary, and at first glance he knew that there was a bit of a background, Du San didn't dare to say it in front of outsiders, but he thought that if he didn't say it, he would have no chance, so he could only take out a letter from his arms and respectfully hand over to Zhang Yiguo: "Master Zhang, this is the letter that the lower official brought to you when the deputy envoy of the Lianghuai Salt Transportation Division, Master Han, entrusted the lower official to you." β
Zhang Yiguo took the letter, and asked curiously: "You went to Hai'an, do you know Master Han?" β
"I've been there, I can't hide it, I went to see Master Han when I took leave."
"I almost forgot, you and Master Han are fellow villagers."
Du San was about to say that he was not just a fellow villager with Master Han, but the Confucian student sitting next to him asked coldly: "Is Master Han okay?" β
"Master Han is all right, dare to ask this gentleman's surname?"
"Your surname is Wu."
"The subordinate alternate assistant to the garrison Du Weifang has seen Mr. Wu!"
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As long as Du San, who knew Han Si, wanted to stammer, he was busy setting up, and suddenly found that Zhang Yiguo, who was reading the letter, had a face that was not quite right, and even frowned slightly. Du San hurriedly stepped aside, drooping his head and not daring to squeak again.
"Yiguo, what did Zhixing say in the letter?"
"It's nothing," Zhang Yiguo took a deep breath, then raised his head and said, "Du Shoubei, you go back to the camp first, if there is something, the official will send someone to call you." β
"The subordinate obeys the order, and the subordinate retires." Du San was so frightened that he didn't dare to breathe, and hurriedly bowed and saluted.
Seeing Du San away, Wu Wenming asked puzzledly: "Yiguo, what did Zhixing say?" β
Zhang Yiguo handed over the letter and said with a wry smile: "The man surnamed Du just now and Master Han are not only fellow villagers, but also have some friendship. He was greedy for life and afraid of death, so he didn't dare to go into battle, and he didn't dare to escape from the battle, so he took leave and went to Hai'an to ask Master Han for help. He came to the door, even if it was just a fellow villager who didn't have a deep friendship, Master Han couldn't ignore it, so he asked him to come to me with this letter. β
"How did Zhixing get such a fellow countryman, I really don't know where he came from the top of the five grades!" Wu Wenming was also ridiculed.
"Slip around and shoot horses, drill camps everywhere, otherwise where else can this belt come from." Zhang Yiguo sighed and said helplessly: "I, Zhang Yiguo, a civil official, put life and death aside, he is a military attache who is so greedy for life and afraid of death, and there are countless people like him who are greedy for life and afraid of death, can this battle be won, can this Cantonese bandit be exterminated?" β
"Yiguo, don't say frustrating words, don't talk about it far away, there are at least Master Lei in Jiangbei, Shuanglai, Qu Tenglong, Wen Shaoyuan, and you and me." Wu Wenming put down the letter, thought about it and said: "As for this surnamed Du, as you just said, there are countless people like him who are greedy for life and afraid of death, rather than letting him stay in the camp for bad things, it is better to send him away." β
"Mr. Wu, it's easy for him to go, and if you find a reason, you can ask Master Lei to remove him, but if you really dismiss him, how can I explain to Master Han?"
"Zhixing only said in the letter that he would save his life if he could protect it, but he didn't say that he would protect his officials." Wu Wenming picked up the letter again and read it.
"Master Han didn't mention it in the letter, but I can't do that." Thinking of Han Xiufeng, who had intercepted bandits together at Wanfu Bridge, Zhang Yiguo said apologetically: "Master Han not only entrusted me with so many brothers Zhang Yiguo, but also left me more than 1,000 taels of public expenses in the camp. As a result, not only did I not even keep the money I carried, but the more than 100 brothers who died in the war didn't even have the money for the pension, so I'm really ashamed of Master Han! β
"Zhixing is not just entrusting those townspeople to you, but entrusting you and me. Blame me for this matter, at that time, if I hadn't been in a hurry to go back to Yizhen to do the funeral affairs of the two ancestors, and borrow him to bless Zhu Lang A few people and dare not blatantly rob our people and silver! β
Wu Wenming, who had just returned from Yizhen's funeral, became more and more angry the more he thought about it, clenched his fists and said: "It's come to this point, it's too late to say anything, but the pension can't be less, I'll go to Fuzhulang later, if he doesn't admit this account, I'll go to Lord Lei and ask Lord Lei to uphold justice." β
"Mr. Wu, I have already reported this matter to Lord Lei, and Lord Lei has already spoken, and when the gold is collected, I will allocate 1,500 taels to send Hai'an."
"More than a hundred lives, only worth 1,500 taels?"
"The imperial court really can't take out so much silver, otherwise it wouldn't have allowed Lord Lei to set up a gold bureau to raise salaries. 1,500 taels is already a lot, and this is still for the sake of those villagers who bravely defend Wanfu Bridge. If you want to talk about pension, there are many young and strong people who want to be compensated. How many kills Lin Fengxiang killed when he led his troops out of the city, and the casualties of those young men recruited later were estimated to be thousands, and they didn't even have a roster, let alone a pension. β
Thinking that the battle had reached this point, those green battalion soldiers in the economic system had died in battle and had not received a few taels of silver, Wu Wenming didn't say anything more.
Zhang Yiguo just said that it is not a lie to put life and death out of the way, because he has been dismissed, and now in the Jiangbei camp, the first two Huai salt transport envoys Dan Minglun, took the initiative to find the 10,000-pound cannon arrived, and more than 10,000 Eight Banners, Green Battalion soldiers and Xiangyong were about to attack the city of Yangzhou, and he had taken the initiative to ask Ying to be the vanguard, and as soon as the city gate was blasted open or the city wall was blown down, he personally led more than 200 carefully selected Xiangyong to attack the city.
Go into battle to kill the enemy, swords and guns have no eyes.
Zhang Yiguo didn't know if he could survive, he wrote a suicide note two days ago, and he didn't want to pay it back after he died, so he was silent for a while before he looked up and said: "Mr. Wu, didn't you just say that after meeting Lord Lei, you would go back to Yizhen to recruit young people to train Xiangyong, you might as well take this opportunity to ask Lord Lei for a few people." β
"Someone?"
"Regimental training, regimental training, always have to practice, how to protect the territory and the people without drilling, and how to help the same officers and soldiers to encircle the bandits? Since you want to practice, you can't do without a few teachers from the army, and you have to have been in battle to kill thieves. Although the surname Du is greedy for life and afraid of death, nine times out of ten he has never really been in battle, but in the eyes of others, he is an elite soldier transferred from Xiang Rong by Lord Qishan, as long as you open your mouth, Lord Lei will definitely agree. β
"It's not difficult to open this mouth, and Lord Lei will also give this face, but what is the use of me asking a person like him to be greedy for life and afraid of death?"
"It's useless to keep it, who made you and I owe Master Han such a big favor."
"Well, it seems that this is the only way to go."
"Since Mr. Wu is willing to help with this, then I have to hurry up and ask Lord Lei. The big war is imminent, and it is not too late to draw troops from the battlefield, because it will definitely affect the morale of the soldiers. β
"Okay, I'll go to the fairy temple." Thinking that as soon as the fight started, Zhang Yiguo was going to take the lead in rushing into the city, and this farewell was likely to be the eternal secret, Wu Wenming felt sour, and couldn't help arching his hands and choked up: "Yiguo, I'm leaving, you must cherish it!" β
"Thank you, Mr. Wu." Zhang Yiguo bowed back, then took off his official hat, looked at the crystal clear on the official hat, stroked the flower feather inserted in the jade tube, and said with a smile: "I'm fine, even if I, Zhang Yiguo, am shrouded in horse leather, I have no regrets in this life!" β
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