"Recruitment ......, heh, ......, recruiting ......"

The sun of more than three months is hanging in the sky with a lazy appearance, and the sunlight is lukewarm, and there is no strength to knock on the gong, Mao Jue yawns and leans against a wooden pole, rubbing the tears in his eyes weakly, and the other is sleeping like a kitten in plain clothes, leaning on Mao Jue's shoulder, sitting on a chair, and Mao Jue himself is mouth is constantly twitching.

It's not that no one has passed, on the contrary, there is an endless stream of Yiwu people wearing tattered clothes and carrying hoes to mine, and now the pit under is still busy.

Indeed, Mao Jue's price is not too high, one tael of silver a month, one stone of grain, that is, the general level of the Ming army, and even a lot lower than some soldiers, but for these mining underneath, it is definitely a high-paying industry, and this desperate work can't get a few big sons a month, why bother?

Is Lao Tzu's face so dark?

"Zhao County Order, is this really a place where Qi Dashuai recruits troops?"

"Back to Mao Shuai, this is really the place where Qi Dashuai recruited Qi's army back then!"

There is a proverb in the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty, if you are not behaving properly, you will be an official in Jiangnan! This Jiangnan literary style is too prosperous, God knows who has a high-ranking official in Beijing, and the magistrate can't establish a majesty at all, this Zhao County Order is particularly in line with this image, he looks chubby, a pair of rat whiskers, small eyes are dripping and round, where is he smiling and holding his fists in compliment.

"General! That's how the Qi family army is returned! Let's go! ”

It can be regarded as stuffing a snot bubble back, rubbing his eyes full of sleepiness, Mao Lance couldn't help but impatiently clench his fists on the side and ask for instructions.

"Wait."

Glancing at the crowd coming and going in the mine, Mao Jue still let out a rough breath unconvinced.

The breeze blew and rose, and fell in a trance, a recruiting flag also floated and fell, the sun also changed from yellow to red, and finally fell heavily on the West Mountain, Mao Jue watched thousands of Yiwu mountain people in tattered clothes carrying hoes and exhausting back to the tattered village where they lived.

There wasn't even a single one looking at Mao Jue.

In the morning, Mao Jue rushed in high spirits, and carried the roster of recruits, but when he went back, he went alone, and he still went back with the roster alone.

"Damn, I still don't believe it!"

Early the next morning, a recruiting banner was once again hung high on the mine, sitting on the stool, Mao Jue gritted his teeth and roared, holding the gong and Mao Lance and crying with a sad face, pulling his throat, shouting at the busy Yiwu mountain people on the mountain road.

"Recruitment!!

…………

But again and again, again and again, and again and again, Mao Jue was like the cheap men of later generations, carrying a big flag there for more than three days, and he still didn't fill in a name on his recruitment roster, and on the fourth day, he finally couldn't carry it.

The unlucky Mao Jue was sent by Mao Jue again, and then recruited troops for him, Mao Jue was lazily nested in the black wounded building, and dragged Zhao County's order over, and drank with him.

"Come, Zhao County Order, please, this thing is called roasted sweet potato, Western crops, any mountainous woodland barren land can grow, a large area, our Liaodong people are blessed, all rely on this thing to fill the stomach, the taste is a little tasteful, come, taste!"

The roasted black two sweet potatoes were pushed in front of Zhao Xianling, this guy was obviously not a good official, and he frowned, but after listening to the last few words, his little eyes lit up with interest, and then he opened the sweet potato, and the burnt yellow melon pulp with a fragrance immediately entered his nostrils, and he took a bite, he was interested in making do with the old face.

"Lord Mao, is this thing difficult to plant......

"Lord Zhao, do you say that the folk customs of this place have become so fast? It's only been a few decades, and the Yiwu soldiers who once followed Qi Dashuai in the cross-section, don't even have the courage to be a soldier and the responsibility to improve the situation at home? ”

Before he finished speaking, he had already drunk several times, and Mao Jue, who was drunk, had a big tongue and sent it with a grumbling stomach, blocking Zhao County's words back, and the old face of this guy was red.

"No, General Mao, how is this sweet potato grown............"

"As long as you follow me Mao, I don't dare to guarantee that everyone will come back alive, but I Mao Jue can guarantee that no matter if I fight for my life or die for me, I will come back with wealth and honor! Hey, these one by one, I'd rather suffer from poverty than dare to fight, right? ”

"Lord Mao, this sweet potato ......"

"Okay, these last two days! Tomorrow, if there are a few recruits, there will be a few recruits, and if they are not pulled down, let them be poor if they are willing to be poor! ”

"Lord Mao!"

Just when Mao Jue was playing drunk and pouting his glass, the surnamed Zhao finally couldn't help but stand up suddenly.

"Lord Mao, before the apocalypse, the southern soldiers were everywhere, the three major expeditions, which time did not our Zhejiang soldiers shed blood and landed in the city, but over the years, you have fought in the north, and you have seen our Zhejiang soldiers a few times, do you know why?"

"Ahh Why? ”

These days, aren't the people who are entangled in this matter? The wine woke up a little, and Mao Jue raised his neck in annoyance, but the person surnamed Zhao seemed to have drunk too much, slapping the table and shouting.

"The court did it! It's chilling! Master Mao, you keep talking about Qi Jiajun, do you know what happened to Qi Jiajun in the end? ”

slapped his thigh, Zhao Xianling sat back on the chair with a hard butt, panting and shouting.

"We were killed, not by the Japanese Invaders, not by the Jiannu, not by the Mongols, but by our own people! They all fell under the butcher's knives of your Liao soldiers!"

"What?"

Mao Jue's eyes widened in disbelief.

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Qi Jiguang's Qi family army era, can be regarded as a dream era of the Ming Dynasty, this army is strictly disciplined, brave in combat, especially outstanding combat skills, extremely high combat effectiveness, fighting is not afraid of death, even if it is dead, will not give up the position, it is simply a copy of the Yue family army, but this army is not without weaknesses, Qi Jiguang can maintain such combat effectiveness, it is piled up with silver.

At the beginning, the salary of the Qi family's army was the same as that of other armies of the Ming Dynasty, however, it was able to be rewarded for meritorious service and punished for mistakes! A wolf's head is a real thirty taels of silver! Never in arrears, so Jiajing has been fighting for so long, but Qi Jiguang can be pacified, and with Qi Jiguang promoted to the governor of Jizhen, the Yiwu soldiers brought to the north officially became high-paid professional soldiers, at that time, the annual salary of the northern soldiers was twelve to eighteen taels, in order to appease these southern soldiers from the north, their military salary was as high as forty-three taels a year.

But they are indeed worth this price, in the first year of Wanli, the little prince of the Northern Barbarians and Dong Fox attacked, Qi Jiguang defeated the attacking Northern Tartar, not to mention, but also captured Dong Fox's brother Dong Changbald, forcing the northern chieftain to take more than 300 people to Jizhen to ask for guilt, and kept the peace of Northern Xinjiang for decades.

But this high salary also caused the tragedy of the Qi family's army, if it was in an enlightened and prosperous era of fairness, this army would be the invincible sword of the imperial court, but this is an era of civilian officials and partisans, after the death of Zhang Juzheng, the first auxiliary university scholar who supported Qi Jiguang, Qi Jiguang was transferred to the Guangdong army, and three years later he was framed and dismissed, and then returned to his hometown and died.

But even so, this sword was still not buried, Wanli Korean War, Li Dynasty's "Korean Seonjo Record" recorded this southern soldier in this way.

"The southern soldiers don't care about life and death, they have always moved forward, and Wu Weizhong's merit is the highest!"

"The guerrilla Wu Weizhong led the southern soldiers to attack the Mid Peony Peak Cave, and his army fought with many casualties."

And the North Korean Li Shifa's "Mr. Biwu's Posthumous Manuscript" also recorded in this way: "Vice President Wu Weizhong, a native of Yiwu County, Jinhua Prefecture, Zhejiang, has captured Pyongyang in the battle of Gui, and he made the most meritorious contributions first!"

But such a meritorious army, not only did not get the due reward, but ushered in an unprecedented massacre, Wanli 23 October 20, Jizhen general soldier Wang Bao convened the three associations in the south barracks in the school field, killed more than 3,300 people, and stained its resentment plot to make a rebellion, known as the Wanli 23 years Jizhou mutiny!

The death of more than 3,300 people for the party and government of the imperial court, not even a little stir up, but forever hurt the hearts of people in a place, before, in the area of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Yiwu, the brave and powerful people to join the army in the north to serve the country is a fashion, but after this incident, this kind of southern mercenaries almost came to an abrupt end, in the north left a small part, and then the Apocalypse years of the battle of Shenyang, more than 4,000 white pole soldiers and more than 3,000 southern soldiers were surrounded by Nurhachi in the Liao River, a bloody battle was annihilated, after that, There is no longer such a well-trained voice of southern soldiers in the history books.

"General Mao, although these are not recorded in the local chronicles, but the veterans who returned from the north have been passed on by word of mouth, and some of them have not died. Mining in your own home, although you are poor, you can make some money at ease, you can make a living by planting some land, and you can go to Beizhen to be a soldier? If you can't get the silver, don't say it, you will die and die! Who can apply? ”

Zhao County's alcohol is getting higher and higher, but Mao Jue's alcohol can't help but wake up, he put his head down, he, the audience, is full of righteous indignation, he can understand that in that bloody day, in the face of the comrades of the Qi family army and Zhejiang soldiers, how wronged, angry, desperate, his family did not return with wealth and honor, but it ended in such an ending, how these Yiwu fathers and villagers were wronged, angry and desperate.

"This ghost world!"

I also have to thank Chongzhen, he opposed Wei Zhongxian, and took Jinyiwei down, if Jinyiwei during the Jiajing Wanli period, they slandered the government so much, they had to be taken off the official uniform and put in prison.

However, after sighing for a long time, this Zhao County Order is still a good official, and he is shy and smiling.

"That General Mao, this sweet potato, is it difficult to plant......"

"Ben is decided!"

Before he finished speaking, Mao Jue slapped the table again, making him tremble, his eyes were surprisingly hot, and Mao Jue shouted excitedly.

"This Yiwu soldier, this general has to be recruited!" Please Baidu "Throw Book Network" Thank you for your support!