The Qing Dynasty explicitly ordered that all the garrison of the Eight Banners would be left behind, and the remains would be returned to the Beijing Division. After Huiyang's coffin stayed in Gu'an for three days, it was also to be buried in Beijing according to the rules. Guo Xing'a has planned a lot of affairs for himself to be busy, where does he have time to go to Beijing for some reason. It happened that Qi Buchen and Erdenbu's little brother were arguing to go to Beijing to see the world, so Guo Xing'a sent Xiande to take them to Beijing for funeral, while he stayed in Gu'an.

The first is that Rong Hong and the machines he purchased need to be placed, in this era, all countries have no awareness of technological blockade, and the machines that Rong Hong bought back are very sophisticated, so a bunch of treasures Guoxing Ake is reluctant to let them idle. A hidden place was selected in the north of the city, and Guoxing A allocated 10,000 taels of silver, which was jointly supervised by Rong Hong and Xishou, and began to build an underground factory.

The second is this group of banner people in Gu'an, although Bai Li came to give Guo Xing'a a promise to accept the reorganization, but if he didn't look at these Eight Banners with his own eyes, Guo Xing'a still couldn't rest assured. The children of the Eight Banners are first-class, and there is no one they are not proficient in all kinds of fun, and they even have a special children's book, so that these uncles can be soldiers.

Guo Xing'a changed into a white robe and prepared to go out for a walk, which can be regarded as a reflection of the people's feelings. Of course, the first stop on the door is not to wander around, and there is an uncle in Goxinga who has never met and needs to visit. Fuquan led the way and took Guo Xing'a to the door of Huiteng's house, Guo Xing'a glanced at the house and knew that his third uncle was not a fuel-efficient lamp. The small courtyard of the three entrances is not big, the walls and houses are very dilapidated, but the gate is very beautiful, if there is no wall for those vendors to keep accounts and draw the way, just look at the gate is definitely a rich official family.

"Nephew Guoxing, please say hello to the third uncle!" Fuquan introduced Hui Teng to Guo Xing'a, and Guo Xing'a hurriedly gave Hui Teng a thousand salutes. This third uncle is indeed a character, knowing that Guo Xing'a is coming, he actually changed his formal clothes early in the morning and sat in the middle hall waiting, and people in their forties are quite old children.

"Hmmm! Old Five! Let's go to our own family, don't make these false courtesies! Hui Teng still sat very formally and accepted the gift of Guo Xing'a, with a look of enjoyment, this is also the first time in Hui Teng's life that a court official saluted him.

"Third uncle, you are in good health!" Guo Xing'a really didn't know what to say to Hui Teng, and the two had no common language at all, so they could only say a few common words casually.

"Well, I've been in good health lately, you're busy with business, so you're worried!" Whitten's pie is a little scary.

"My nephew came back in a hurry, and I only brought some small gifts to the third uncle, don't mind the third uncle!" Guoxing Arang Fuquan and others brought up the gifts. These gifts were bought by Fulai before going out this morning, and Guo Xing'a was originally going to come over empty-handed. Seventy-seven, eighty-eight bought a few things, that is, a meaning, Guo Xing'a also guessed that Hui Teng was not rich, and directly asked Fuquan to put three hundred taels of silver in a small box.

"Well, you have a heart, and you are still thinking about the third uncle! Well! Hui Teng looked at a few boxes of cloth at first, his tone was quite gentle, after Fu Quan opened the small box containing silver, his tone was directly an octave, and finally said "Hmm! "Scared Guo Xing'a.

"Third uncle, are you alright?" Guo Xing'a found that Hui Teng's eyes seemed to be green, if he gave some silver, Hui Teng went over directly, and this matter would be troublesome.

"It's okay, it's okay! Or do you know the third uncle! Hui Teng couldn't hold it at all, and hugged the silver box in his arms, his face bloomed with joy, and he didn't even look at Guo Xing'a, and looked at the silver directly.

"Hehehe! Which third uncle, you are resting, and your nephew will come to see you another day! Hui Teng's expression was a little scary when he looked at the silver, and Guo Xing'a felt that if he touched the silver in the past now, Hui Teng would be able to bite people.

"Hmmm! Well! You're busy, you're busy! Hui Teng agreed without a word.

"Where is my nephew gone!" The so-called poor relatives are not like this, Guo Xing'a shook his head and got up to leave.

"Wait!" Hui Teng suddenly thought of something, and suddenly jumped up and stopped Guo Xing'a.

"Is there something wrong with the third uncle?" Guo Xinga tried his best to maintain respect for an elder, and Hui Teng was too cheap.

"I heard that you are going to arrange for the sixth and seventh children to join the teaching team, what do you do!" Hui Teng finally had a hint of embarrassment on his face.

"Yes, he is not young at two years, and he can't study, and when they come back from Beijing, I will arrange for them to train in the teaching team." Guo Xinga thinks that they are two children at all, and it is good to play with mud at home, but Sotulu thinks that they are problem children, and they should find an errand when they are not young. Goxinga didn't want to disobey poor Sotulu, so he prepared to put his two younger brothers into the teaching team. Although many projects have been added to the teaching team, the main body is still a group of orphans, and it is appropriate for them to go anywhere.

"Where is this teaching team under its jurisdiction, and what kind of official position can it give?" Huiten's eyes lit up.

"The teaching team is not the yamen of the imperial court, it is a company in our department, mainly to train officers and educate teenagers, and if you pass the assessment, you can be an officer above the platoon level in our department. This official position depends on the fact that after the military exploits, the court will be rewarded! Goxinga hurriedly explained.

"How big is a platoon-level officer?" Hui Teng obviously thought about it for a moment before continuing to ask, and his mood was not as high as just now, as if he was still a little disappointed.

"Our department is temporarily divided into battalions, companies, platoons, and squads, with battalion-level officers being the fifth grade, company-level officers being the seventh grade, and platoons and squads without grades, and the platoon commander being in charge of 42 people and the squad leader being in charge of 12 people. That's pretty much it! Guo Xing'a talked about the formation of his team with difficulty, and Huiteng's state made him a little uncomfortable.

Hui Teng stopped talking after getting the answer, and sat back in his chair alone, his eyes began to roll back and forth, obviously weighing some of the more tangled questions.

"Old Five! Your third uncle has a son and a daughter, and your sister doesn't say it, just talk about your brother. The former uncle of these two armies was also a little reluctant to let him go, but if he had no future at home, he would starve to death sooner or later, your third uncle was a useless waste, and he couldn't let your brother be a waste! The third uncle wants to send your brother to your teaching team, don't you think? Hui Teng pondered for a long time and finally made a decision.

"Third uncle! Swords and guns have no eyes! I won't talk about it, you see my nephew's current scenery, but my nephew also has times when he is shirtless and desperate with others. If you ask your brother to go to the teaching team, your nephew will definitely agree, and your nephew also wants to have his own brother by his side on the battlefield. But the third uncle! The nephew is the one who leads the soldiers, and the so-called mercy is not in charge of the soldiers, and the nephew will not take care of anyone on the battlefield. Think about it, if you are willing, let my brother cut his braids and go to me. Third uncle, what does it mean for our banner people to leave their braids at home, you know! Guo Xing'a deliberately took off his hat and showed Hui Teng his Mosingan head shape.

"Let your brother stay at home with me and your aunt for two more days, and early in the morning, I will ask him to leave his braids at home to find you!" Huiteng hesitated for a moment, but finally made up his mind.

"Good!" Guo Xing Ayou scared Hui Teng for a while before patting his ass and leaving.

Guo Xing'a has been scaring Hui Teng, that is, to give this third uncle a vaccination, and Guo Xing'a is in favor of his cousins taking the initiative to join the army. At least it can play a role in demonstrating and taking the lead, and the other flag people will not hesitate more when they see that Guoxing's own family is gone. Otherwise, nine out of ten of these people who Bai Li promised came for silver, and it was hard to guarantee that they would not escape after discovering the hard training.

The flag people are a very strange group, most of them are not afraid of death, but their record after Kangxi is miserable. This is almost a paradox, a group of fearless death squads have been defeated repeatedly, and it is unacceptable for any Chinese to change. When it comes to the decay and degeneration of the Eight Banners, many people can cite jokes such as the Xiao Cavalry School can't get on the horse, but this Xiao Cavalry School who can't get on the horse is likely to die in battle.

The Eight Banners are so wonderful, and after seeing too many banner people, Guo Xing'a gradually found out why this group of death squads always lost the battle. They are a unit with a very high sense of combat and a spirit of sacrifice, but extremely poor combat skills. The soldiers of the Eight Banners are not afraid of death, even Tomina of Texas is not a person who is afraid of death, the history of the Eight Banners is martyrdom, and there are many cases of death in the city. But these people have almost no combat skills, just like a frail and sickly person, even if he is not afraid of death, he can't beat a strong man who is afraid of death.

Why is the military literacy of the Eight Banners so poor, Guo Xing'a can probably see the way. After the founding of the Qing Dynasty, these children of the Eight Banners have always been pampered, and this military quality has naturally plummeted. Although all the bannermen were nominally soldiers, they almost never participated in the prescribed training. In the Qing Dynasty, all good things were given priority to the Eight Banners, but whether it was foreign guns and foreign artillery or the Western European military system, no matter how good things were, they had to be practiced before they could be used, but the Eight Banners never practiced guarding things. During the Xinhai Revolution, the Eight Banners came out to suppress the revolution, but they did not win in any place. Zhang Xun's department, who was greedy for life and afraid of death, could still hold Nanjing for nearly a month, but a group of death squads of the Eight Banners were crushed at the first touch, and they were killed without leaving a piece of armor. Because they learned the truth from the scholars, a stinky sweat is a cheap servitude, and the noble children of the Eight Banners will not participate. Once the war starts, these guys who have never trained still have a heart to serve the country, they are not afraid of death, but they can't do anything, so they can only die.

Scholars talk about the wind and moon on weekdays, and report to the king when they die, and these Eight Banners disciples are similar, they are usually holding cages and birds, and they will die when they die. Hundreds of thousands of Eight Banner soldiers will not do anything except die, and they are also stinky and sick, it is not easy for Guo Xing'a to train them, and he must have a convincing iron-fisted style to do it. Guoxing is more familiar with the iron fist than anyone, and he doesn't know anything else, but it is difficult to convince people. Guo Xing'a came up with a solution, that is, to take his relatives under the knife, the original plan was his two younger brothers, but they were too young, and the effect was worse if they couldn't go to the battlefield. Now that the cute third uncle has sent a qualified benchmark, of course Guo Xing'a has to make good use of it.

Out of Huiteng's house, Guo Xing'a took a turn on the street again, the wind and rain of the past year and the age of his adolescence have made his appearance change greatly, except for his closest relatives, ordinary people really can't recognize him. Guo Xing'a first went to the teahouse to listen to the children's book and ate rotten meat noodles, then went to the opera garden to watch a play, and watched the accounts again, and then returned to the mansion.

"Eat for nothing! How boring it is for them to live like this every day! Guo Xing'a sat in the house, lit a cigarette, and began to chat with the Zhang family brothers who were standing below him.

"My ancestors have lived like this for eight generations, and I have studied the meaning even if it is not interesting! Fifth master, you are not used to it, you will get used to it if you go a few more times! "Fulai didn't know the official affairs arranged by Guo Xing'a, and simply thought that Guo Xing'a was not suitable for ordinary days.

"Rotten meat noodles are fresh, not delicious! The teahouse is not as good as what I say! Listening to the drama is all literary drama, and I don't perform it for half a day! "Guo Xing Ake is not used to the art of the Qing Dynasty.

"You've eaten and seen it, of course you don't like things in a small place in Gu'an. Ming'er, the slave asked someone to get you an eagle, and it's fun for you to play! Fuquan knew that what Guo Xing'a said was not the same thing as what his eldest brother said, but he couldn't interject when his eldest brother spoke. Fulai glared at the two younger brothers with strange faces, and he wanted to get an eagle for Guoxing Ah seriously.

"Let's talk about the eagle! Tell me that the children of the Eight Banners in this city live this day every day, won't they get tired of it? Guo Xing'a especially wanted Fulai to shut up, and the two were no longer on the same channel at all.

"The banner people can't leave the station for twenty miles without permission, there are regulations for the monthly money and food, and if you can't get rich, you can't starve to death, so you live in this cage, you can't advance or retreat, you can only have fun in the bitterness!" Fuquan knows Guo Xing's mind better.

"yes!" Guo Xing'a also understood that the banner man who was not an official could not buy an industry, and it was useless to save money, and he had no head in his life, so he could only play and have fun. Locked in this cage, you won't be allowed to do anything, and there is no modern network technology, so you can't be an otaku if you want to. The flag people can only do boring things in different ways, so as not to be bored to death.

"Didn't we return a batch! Why is it that the whole city is still full of accounts? Guo Xinga also watched a show that made his vocabulary increase greatly, and the scene was very spectacular.

"It is the tradition of Yin to eat grain, and my father's generation spent all the money of his son, and now the money and grain are in arrears, and we are also our own people. The people who stayed behind, hehe, there is no way! "The flag people have no industry, they eat a dead salary that cannot be beaten, there is nothing to do, and it is useless to save money, of course, they can only spend as much as they want. But the plan does not change quickly, one hole today, one hole tomorrow, and the debt is naturally higher and higher.

"How much money and food can be distributed now?" Guo Xing'a never counted on the food and salary of the imperial court, so he never paid attention to the matter of money and grain.

"When it's good, it's seventy percent, and when it's bad, it's fifty percent, not to mention paying off the bill, it's not even enough to eat and drink, except for Gyeonggi, there are banner people starving to death." Fulai's answer this time is compared with Guo Xing'a's mind.

"What kind of money is this! This is a subsistence allowance! "Guoxing Asuan knows why the banner people are so not afraid of death, in addition to their education since childhood, this living environment is also a major factor. Guo Xing'a asked himself if he was chased by his ass every day to ask for accounts, he would rather die clean.