A group of yellow and red ribbons turned their heads and ears around, ready to move, Yi Zhicontent saw it in his eyes, but he didn't have the slightest intention to stop it, he just deliberately indulged, if this group of Zi Zong Jue Luo disciples took the initiative to withdraw, it would save a lot of worry. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

He knew very well that most of the sect Jueluo disciples were forced by Daoguang's holy decree and the elders in the family, and they were all reluctant, if they could provide them with a decent opportunity without worrying about being punished, I believe that most of them would choose to quit, if this was the case, Daoguang would not blame him.

Seeing that the two guards ignored the resistance of Bato, and was about to go down to be executed, he immediately stretched out his hand to stop him: "Right here, execute in public, to set an example." He planned to beat it in public and release it on the spot, stimulate this group of little bastards, and give them a chance to emulate.

In addition, he is still thinking about whether to expel half of the Eight Banners disciples, the bigger the trouble, the smaller the possibility of returning to Beijing to be punished, and the more courageous these children of the sub-sect will be.

When he heard that he was going to be executed in public, Barto's face was swollen and red, and he struggled to scold, "What kind of thing are you? It's just a child of a merchant who is indiscriminate, and dares to humiliate his master like this? ”

"Shut up!" Su Shun in the queue shouted at this time, then turned to stare at Bato, and said with a gloomy face: "If you are quick to talk, you are not afraid of harming your family?" ”

Woe to your family! Bato calmed down instantly, and he was afraid for a while, Daoguang ordered the intention of the sect's Jueluo disciples to join the navy, and he also vaguely knew a little, if it really ruined Daoguang's good deeds, it would definitely harm his family! He landed like a frosted eggplant.

Seeing this situation, a group of sub-sect Jue Luo disciples were shocked in their hearts, one by one, they immediately closed their mouths, and stood up with the rules and regulations of not squinting, and the whole school field could be heard when the needle fell, Yi Zhizhi secretly said in his heart that it was a pity, with this layer of scruples, it seemed that this group of sub-clan Jue Luo's disciples was difficult to dispel.

However, for Bato, a fool who took the initiative to jump out to make him stand up, he didn't plan to let it go lightly, "Add two more crimes, humiliate the officials, incite the crowd to make trouble, and punish several crimes, according to military regulations, how should they be punished?" ”

Wu Mengtian, who rushed over, hurriedly stood up and saluted, and said in a deep voice: "Go back to the military gate, and those who incite trouble in the military camp will be killed!" ”

No mercy! Everyone's hearts jumped, Su Shun knew that he was content and intended to stand up, and he also knew that the Yuanqi regiment was strict in military discipline, for fear that he would be fast-mouthed, so he hurriedly lifted his robe and knelt down and said: "Bato has just joined the camp and does not know the military regulations, so I sincerely pray that the military gate will remember his first offense and spare his life." ”

Su Shun is the sixth son of Prince Zheng, and he has the title of a third-class auxiliary general, and he actually knelt down in front of everyone to plead for Yi Zhishan, and a group of children of the sub-clan Jueluo were all heartbeats, and one by one they realized that Yi Zhishu was the commander of the Nanyang Navy, and a word was enough to decide their life and death.

Yi Zeng of Prince Yi's family also quickly turned around and knelt down at Yi Zhizhi and said: "Bato didn't choose what to say, fortunately it didn't cause bad consequences, and I implore the military gate to remember his young and ignorant and spare his life." ”

Following Yizeng, Qi Shushu knelt down more than a dozen, and without waiting for them to speak, Yi Zhizhi shouted: "There is no kneeling in the navy, and there is no precedent for interceding for the offender, all get up!" As he spoke, he turned to look at Bato and said, "The state has its own laws, the army has its military regulations, and the military regulations and military discipline of the Nanyang Navy cannot be corrupted because .......of you." ”

Hearing this, everyone's hearts were chilled, and their hearts were raised to their throats, but Yi Zhizhi changed his words, "However, strictly speaking, you are not a member of the Nanyang Navy now, and you are responsible for twenty military sticks and expelled from the Nanyang Navy!" ”

Hearing this, Barto's face turned pale, the twenty military sticks were small, he was expelled from the navy alone, and today's events will definitely not be hidden, and it will definitely harm his family! And he himself was sent to Shengjing Jilin for the rest of his life, and he might be executed by Daoguang!

Su Shun sighed secretly, such a disposition, it seems to be high-sounding, but in fact, Bato is extremely miserable, however, he doesn't dare to say more, who let Bato be open-mouthed, I don't know how to measure, I insult in public and I am content, I can't live for my own evil!

A group of Zizong Jueluo's disciples are all in their hearts, and they are all worthless for Bato, this is a big deal, and they have fallen into this step, it seems that the military regulations and military discipline of the Nanyang Navy are really not a joke, and this Yi Junmen is obviously not a good talker, Su Shun and the others are all kneeling and begging, or so unrelenting!

Barto finally came back to his senses at this time, and hurriedly struggled to kneel, but Yi Zhizhi didn't want to give him a chance, and waved his hand: "Take it down!" ”

Hearing this, Barto hurriedly struggled and shouted: "The subordinates know their mistakes, but the military gate can't be punished without teaching, and the subordinates and other new recruits don't know the military rules and discipline of the Nanyang Navy, and those who don't know are not guilty." ”

This kid is not stupid, this reason is indeed in the past, Yi Zhixiang groaned for a while, and then ordered: "Bring it back!" ”

After being escorted back, Bato quickly knelt down obediently and said: "My subordinates have violated military regulations and are willing to be punished." ”

"Twenty military sticks shall not be promoted for three years." Yi Zhishu said coldly, then swept the queue, and said in a deep voice: "The intercessor is out of the queue and runs twenty laps around the school field!" Everyone stands in a military posture for two hours! ”

Nima, this is to kill the dead, this day to stand for two hours in a military posture! Everyone's faces were pale, and one by one they secretly cursed Batow in their hearts.

On the morning of the next day, the combined fleets of France and the United States left the ocean of Tianjin with 1,500 recruits.

On the deck of the "Feiyan", Yi Zeng, who went to sea for the first time, felt fresh everywhere, glanced at the fleet that was left far behind, he was excited, and caught a sailor like a curious baby to ask questions, Li Wang walked over briskly, and said: "Yi Zeng, the military gate is invited." ”

Yi Zhizu deliberately left Yizeng on the ship just to inquire about the situation, he knows a little about Yizeng, he is a straightforward and fast-talking, heartless city, although Su Shun is more familiar, however, Su Shun has a high prestige among the children of the clan Jueluo, and wants to stay in the fleet.

Yi Zhixing's cabin, seeing Yi Zhizhi leaning against the porthole with a cigar in his mouth, said a little stiffly: "Military Gate-." ”

"There are no outsiders, no need to be restrained." Yi Zhishu smiled and threw over a cigar and said, "My boat is fast, and it is easier to get seasick, you have the best physique, you should be able to adapt to it." ”

Seasickness? Yi Zeng said: "My subordinates have never been seasick, I don't know what it's like."

Yi Zhishu smiled and said, "Looking at yesterday's situation, it seems that there are many sect Jueluo disciples who have been forced to ......?" ”

"Not really." Yi Zeng said: "Although the title of military merit is loved, but it also has to be enjoyed, the Nanyang Navy is not comparable to the Eight Banners Green Battalion, nor is it comparable to the coastal naval division, and it is easy to go to sea and sail far, and the Western warships are dense with artillery, and the risk is not ordinary...... As he spoke, he sighed and said: "After two hundred years of entering the customs, it is said that it is the son of the noble clan of the clan, and even the child of the Eight Banners has long been consumed without blood, and the gentle township is a hero's mound, which is true and true." ”

Yi Zhisuff said with a smile: "Isn't there still a part of them vying to join the navy?" ”

Yi Zeng glanced at him and said slowly: "Our clan lords, except for *****, the other titles are all inherited by one level in each life. Even if it is a prince, it will fall very quickly, the prince, the prince of the county, Baylor, Beizi, the prince of Zhenguo, and the duke of Fuguo, will not enter the ..... of the eighth town of the town, and after four generations, it will fall to the prince of the town.

Two hundred years later, many clans have been reduced to idle clans without titles, don't look at the yellow ribbons of the Beijing division walking all over the streets, in fact, most of them are idle clans without titles, hanging with a four-rank title, hanging without death or alive, outsiders look glamorous, Tianhuang nobles, royal clansmen, in fact, there are bitter self-knowing, those who are unemployed, only dozens a year, a hundred taels of silver, it is enough to barely live.

Although the navy is not a small risk, but now the Yuanqi regimental training is not under the name of the navy, for the combat power of the Yuanqi regimental training, the people of Beijing may not know, a number of clan nobles, the central government is quite clear, plus the military is strongly advocating foreign expansion, joining the navy to win military merits, it is undoubtedly a shortcut, especially rare opportunities, like the war in the northwest, we just want to participate, and the imperial court will not give the opportunity. ”

The consumption of Jingshi is high, but more than 100 taels of silver a year is enough to preserve decency, after all, in addition to silver and rice, Yi Zhixiang did not refute it, but asked: "Yellow ribbons are all over the street, how many yellow ribbons and red ribbons are there in Jingshi?" I heard that there are tens of thousands of people? ”

"It's all a lie." Yi Zeng said and lit a cigar, took a slow puff, and then said: "So far, the royal family's distant clan is only five factions and thirty-four branches, a total of eight near sect branches, and twenty-six non-close sects, and the specific number is not clear now, but when Renzong (Jiaqing), it was only about five or six thousand, but if you add Jueluo, there are still twenty or thirty thousand." ”

Twenty or thirty thousand! This is also an extremely terrifying number, how many people are in Jingshi, one million people? This ratio is scary enough, Yi Zhishu secretly stammered, and muttered for a while before he said: "Listen to Su Shun, the yellow and red belts of Jingshi are all lawless and troublemakers. ”

"That's fine." Yi Zeng said with a smile: "Su Shun is a mess in Sijiu City every day, and most of the people he deals with are some troublemakers. After a pause, he continued: "In fact, the emperor is very strict with the clan, frequently proclaiming and repeatedly admonishing, and most of those who violate the law are severely punished, and few are maintained.

Not to mention, in the tenth year of Jiaqing, the close branch of the clan has been passed on, and he went out of Beijing without permission and drank with prostitutes. With his despicable and shameless deeds, Renzong ordered to pass it on to the 40 boards outside the Yuanmingyuan Gate, and gathered the princes of the nearby clans to look at it to show warning. After Mianchuan was sentenced, he was also sent to Shengjing and imprisoned for six years.

In the thirteenth year of Jiaqing, the clan Yixu and Yiping brothers were prostituting outside, how big of a deal is this? stabbed to Renzong, Renzong immediately ordered to remove the top belt of the two.

In the same year, the clan Min Xue was lawless and lost the face of the clan. Renzong ordered strict punishment, heavily punished 40 boards in front of the palace gate, gathered the former ministers of the imperial palace and the minister of military aircraft to observe the punishment, and sent them to Rehe to be imprisoned forever.

In the fourth year of Daoguang, Larsen of the clan wore a small coat and went to the deputy command yamen of Xicheng, overturned the public case, and shouted and scolded on the ground. The emperor's edict said that Larsen was willing to be lowly and defiled with his ancestors, and ordered Ge to remove the yellow belt and reduce it to a red belt.

In the eighteenth year of Daoguang, Prince Zhuang and Fuguo Duke Puxi went to the nun temple to smoke opium, and the emperor was shameless with his contempt for his behavior, and ordered that Yimaige go to the prince and Pu Xige go to the duke.

In the same year, the Duke of Zhenguo was dismissed as a duke because he brought prostitutes to the temple to sing songs.

The title is difficult to earn, but the removal is just a will, and even ***** dare not be lawless, let alone the ordinary clan? Most of the clans with titles cherish their feathers, and they will not easily give people a handle, of course, it is difficult to say what they are doing in secret, and if they really want to say that they are causing trouble, most of them are still idle clans, anyway, there is no title, and it is a big deal to send Shengjing, Rehe, and Jilin to be banned.

However, then again, who wants to suffer that sin after staying in the prosperous land of Beijing? The vast majority of them still follow the rules and keep to themselves, even if there are a handful of restless people, they are all secretive and dare not be presumptuous, otherwise there are tens of thousands of sects in Beijing, how can there be a way for the people to live? ”

Speaking of this, he sighed, "Actually, those so-called restless ones are nothing more than trying to make some money from the sideways, not to mention those idle clans, just those of us who have knighthoods, if we can't afford to get an official position, we will rely on that bit of money all year round, and it is also tight, not to mention the high price of the Beijing Division, there are more favors, and we are not afraid of military jokes, in order to maintain decency, we often borrow money." ”

Yi Zhizu nodded slightly, he believed this, the imperial court's Yulu is indeed not high, a third-class auxiliary general like Yizeng is only two hundred and sixty taels of silver a year, Lu rice is two hundred and sixty stones, and the combined attack is only one thousand taels of silver, which is not a decimal number for ordinary people, but for a clan with a knighthood like them who have to decorate the façade everywhere and pay attention to pomp, it is really not enough to spend.

As for the positions, it is obvious that there are more monks and fewer porridges, the clan is not allowed to go out of Beijing, and it is not allowed to find another career, even if there are many yamen in Beijing, the total population is only one million, how many jobs can be provided? Moreover, there are even more numerous Eight Banners Honors.

For those idle clans who have no money and no job to hang up a four-grade crown, the imperial court adopts the method of wrapping them down and raising them, and gives them living subsidies -- supporting silver, including silver and rice, is only 100 taels of silver a year, which is not enough to toss for the idle clans with good faces.

However, then again, with such a large number of clans, how much silver do you need to make a year's offering? Yi Zhishu sighed secretly in his heart, how much silver is wasted in the imperial court a year to support these parasitic classes? (To be continued.) )