Chapter 325: The Black-Hearted Prince on (Second Update, Asking for a Monthly Pass)
When Daming Chongzhen was in the seventeenth year and thirtieth year of the Chinese New Year's Eve, thousands of sect sons who were soldiers in Xiaolingwei barely managed to discharge a few not very square phalanxes.
Xiao Lingwei commanded Feng Sizhong to ride a horse, circling around these phalanxes, and scolded from time to time - although these sects are all unable to beat the existence of military sticks, but they are really not a weapon, practice and practice, and they can't even put out a decent phalanx. In a while, the prince of Fujun will come to the military parade, how can he see people like this? Don't anger His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and give him the title of commander.
He turned out to be the foreman of Prince Zhu's guard, and he only connected with the commander of Xiaolingwei more than a month ago.
Before taking over the dispatch of Xiao Lingwei's commander, he thought that Xiao Lingwei would burn incense and kowtow to the errand, which was very leisurely - he was originally from Lingwei, and he was very familiar with this line. But after taking the errand, I realized that I was cheated by Zhu Cihong, the black-hearted prince.
That's right, Zhu Cihong is black-hearted!
He still remembers Zhu Cihong telling him this a month ago: "...... Sizhong, there are many clans who are now hanging under the Lingwei to receive a life ration, but the sects who are selected to join the new army of Xiaolingwei are different from those who eat white food, and they still have hope. Therefore, we must train them well, we can't treat them as sectarian privileges, three or two exercises a day are indispensable, we should beat, we should scold, and the palace will come to the military parade in the Chinese New Year's Eve! This is also an assessment of you! ”
By the way, Zhu Cihong is not a good official here, and there has never been a saying that he can't go up or down-unless it's Wu Xiang and Wu Sanfu, who have enough merit to eat for a lifetime. Slightly smaller officers, even with the rank of commander, have to undergo various assessments.
Not only to evaluate, but also to conduct a public evaluation based on military merits and deeds - that is, a group of officers or officers of the same rank will give you a rating of your performance in the past period. There are nine grades, such as upper, upper, upper, upper, middle, lower, lower, and lower. Those who are rated as third-class, of course, will be punished. But this is not the most torturous, the most torturous is a legendary last elimination system! It has not yet been officially implemented in the whole army, but it has already begun to be implemented on a pilot basis in the four fire gun associations, the two cavalry associations, and the Xiaoling Wei New Army—all officers of the flag team with the worst annual evaluation will be demoted to samurai, and the battalion officers of the battalion to which the flag team belongs will be demoted to take over the worst flag team...... This is a night back to the pre-liberation period!
In order not to be demoted, the battalion commanders and flag captains of these units were under great pressure and had to go all out to train the army.
Of course, the new army of Xiaolingwei commanded by Feng Sizhong will not be eliminated at the end of the competition with the four firearms associations and the two cavalry associations. Everyone knows that this guard is the penultimate among the divisions and the new army of the guards. And there is a huge gap with the penultimate one! If the last place is eliminated at the level of the assistant guard, then Feng Sizhong will soon be demoted...... However, the performance of the new army of Xiaoling Wei can't be too bad, otherwise Prince Zhu will turn his face!
Just when Feng Sizhong and his officers couldn't sort out the formation, the melodious military horn suddenly sounded, and then there was a rapid sound of horses' hooves, and the two horsemen galloped over, entered the Xiaoling Wei New City, and shouted loudly: "The prince of Fujun Chitose has arrived!" ”
The eldest prince Zhu came here in high spirits today, and he had high hopes for these brothers from the same clan...... These people were the burden of the court when the world was peaceful. But now the situation is different, because Zhu Cihong can let go of his hands and feet to rectify these thousands of burdens!
He had already planned to implement the most complete last-position elimination system in this new army of Xiaolingwei composed of Zongzi - it was not only the officers at all levels who could be eliminated, but also the identity of Zongzi! All the first-to-last flag team of the Quanwei every season, all the soldiers will lose their status as sect sons, and then they will face the punishment of dismissal or transfer from Xiaolingwei.
However, correspondingly, there is also a reward for the first promotion. Every season, all the soldiers of the first flag team of the whole guard will get the opportunity to be promoted, not promoted, but transferred from the Xiaoling Wei New Army to the General Taxation Department School for a one-month tax officer training. Then they will be sent to act as the guards of the tax department and the military guard, that is, the "armed tax collector", which can participate in the military camp and the tax office!
At that time, their hard life will come to an end......
Of course, the military cantonment office and the tax office will also implement a variety of assessments and the last elimination system, and if you don't do well, you have to be eliminated! Who made this year's Daming Sect have a hard time, first met a thief, and now he has met a black-hearted prince who is more ruthless than the thief Li Zicheng?
Even if they are brothers of the same clan, the black-hearted prince will fully exploit their surplus value - this group of sect sons is basically well-read, and so-so can act as a low-level civil servant. And although they have noble blood, they are now at the end of their lives, and now they have left their hometowns, and they have no way to join their relatives and friends, so they can only go with Prince Zhu.
There was no arrangement before, mainly because there were not enough seats, and there were many low-level officials who could not sit on them casually.
It is not very difficult to be a petty official and a trick official in the yamen of Nanjing City. After all, it's good to enjoy the shade under the big tree, and it's all under the nose of the imperial court, what's not to hold on? But if you go out to be a tax collector and manage the army, hehe, this is an errand that offends people.
It's not a little ferocious, and it's the life of being bullied by the local heroes when it is sent out. Therefore, Zhu Cihong set up the Xiaoling Wei New Army, and selected a group of young and strong sectarians who did not have much ability to come in and train them fiercely.
Zhu Qirui, who was born in the Minwang family and grew up in Wugang Prefecture, Huguang, is only 16 years old this year, and Zhu Qiyun, the king of Min, who was killed by Zhang Xianzhong's troops in the sixteenth year of Chongzhen, is the same generation. His parents also disappeared in that flying disaster, while he and several brothers of the same clan escaped, first exiled to Nanning, and relied on the sons of King Ning's family to help them for a while. Later, he came to Nanjing with the children of King Ning.
And the prince of Fujun took good care of the children of the Minwang family, and chose an old man with the word "dry" to attack the prince, which can be regarded as supporting the Minwang family. He also let many children sent by King Min enter various yamen of the imperial court as officials, but Zhu Qirui was not so lucky, and only mixed with a small soldier of the Xiaoling Guard. After entering the camp and practicing hard for a month, the bones were about to fall apart, and there was no holiday until the thirtieth of the Chinese New Year's Eve.
Now that it is finally time for His Royal Highness the Prince of Fujun to take a look, maybe this hard time will come to an end......
Thinking of this, Zhu Qirui straightened his waist, raised his head and bulged his belly, and took out a twelve-point spiritual head!