Chapter 303

is different from the small officials in the Yamen, Yang Shangjing, the county commander, also has a military department, although he is still a civilian official, but because he carries the errand of the governor's military affairs, overall, he is still half a military position.

If he was still as decadent as before, Yang Shangjing might just stuff a few mouthfuls of Chinese New Year's Eve dinner by himself, and deal with it, but now that he has added such a breath to himself with the memories of his previous life, he can't continue to be decadent at home.

Stumbling and silently writing the legendary "Declaration", Yang Shangjing lowered his head, looked at his words, and let out a smirk.

Maybe it's because of that memory, or maybe it's because of some strange reason, anyway, the words he writes now can't find the slightest shadow of the original Yang Jian, in other words, the words written in this soft pen calligraphy are not much different from a dog crawling.

"Since it's yourself, let's be yourself." Yang Shangjing shook his head, "This matter...... It can't be delayed any longer. ”

Yang Shangjing slowly closed his eyes, then took a deep breath, slowly spit it out, and when he opened his eyes again, there was only a clear picture in his eyes, he looked down at the dog-like words on the table, stretched out his hand, held it in his hand, and slowly folded it, the ink that had not dried was in the shade on the other side, and then stuck to his hand.

"The princes and generals who go to the special, the talented and beautiful women who go to the special, in the end are just a pile of dry bones in the grave, and only productivity is eternal!" Yang Shangjing gritted his teeth and muttered, slowly walked to the side of the brazier, threw the paper in his hand into the fire, and watched it be flamed

Doing this action is not because he wrote an anti-book, too many words in the "Declaration" are beyond this era, not to mention taking them out to show Qianshou, that is, from the point of view of those scholars who are known as the rich and wealthy five cars, one or two are also confused, and he does this, it is just to burn away some hesitation in his heart.

It's very simple, very pure, and very useless formalism, of course, there is also the meaning of hiding his own shortcomings, anyway, there are not a few people who can write a good word under him Yang Shangjing, and when the time comes, write an official document, the last song or something, just catch someone out.

"Zhiqin!"

Yang Shangjing looked at the ink on his paws, shook his head with a wry smile, raised his head and shouted, he is really a young master who doesn't touch the spring water with his fingers at this time, and he even has to be served by someone to wash his hands.

Zhiqin, who was waiting in the small room next to her, listened to this shout, and instinctively felt that the current young master's voice was a little different from the past few days, or rather, there was more vitality in the voice.

Although I don't know what happened to my young master, and I don't know what Uncle Zhong said to the young master just now, Zhiqin, as a maid, has no status, and she depends on the maid of the main family to live well, she doesn't have so many ideas, in short, Yang Shangjing is happy, and her life is relatively better.

So hearing this voice, Zhiqin hurriedly trotted over, pushed open the door, and his face was filled with a bright smile, as if the clouds outside the window were dispelled by this gentle smile: "Young master, what are your orders?" ”

Yang Shangjing looked at Zhiqin's smile, and also smiled, although in the moral standards of this era, he did not need to be responsible for a maid, but as a normal liberal arts monk who crossed over, his own psychology is also very complicated, while having the possessiveness of a normal male creature, he also has the moral outlook of a normal man in that era more than five hundred years later.

Of course, if he hadn't thought too much about it just now, I'm afraid he wouldn't have thought of this point now.

So his gaze was a little complicated at this moment, but this wisp of complexity was fleeting, he stretched out his hands, and his face was full of smiles: "Don't you see that the young master's hands are full of ink?" Hurry up and prepare some boiling water, let Ming Qi prepare his official uniform, and the young master will go to the barracks in the north of the city to have a look in a while. ”

Zhiqin answered, went down with a smile, Yang Shangjing looked down at his paws again, the smile on his face became brighter and brighter, turned his head, and beckoned to the family waiting at the door: "Go and invite Uncle Zhong back, just say that the young master I want to go to the barracks in the north of the city to have a look, and ask him to accompany the old man on a trip." ”

Jiading responded, immediately turned his head and ran down, and it didn't take long for Uncle Zhong, Zhiqin, and Mingqi to arrive on the front and back feet, and the Mingyan girl followed behind the two veteran maids with a timid face, holding Yang Shangjing's official boots in her hand.

"Young Master, ...... you are" Uncle Zhong narrowed his eyes and looked at Yang Shangjing's face, with a little hesitation in his voice.

Yang Shangjing smiled, and said while washing his hands: "No matter what, Jian's body is still carrying the official position of the imperial court's Zhengwu Pinlang, and he is in charge of the military affairs of Ningbo, Taizhou, and Huangyan. ”

In the north of the city, when Yang Shangjing set off to the south, he had already started to build the barracks, although it was cold, but Yang Shangjing was rich, or rather, he scraped a lot of money from big households, so he hired a group of farmers and military households to work, that was a race and worked hard, before Yang Shangjing asked Yang Qin to bring people back, in fact, the barracks could be put into use, that is, to live in people.

As for the other sports equipment...... Yang Shangjing didn't think about doing it now, those things would be more than 500 years later, any middle school student could come up with them, but put it on now, that is an advanced training method, not to mention absolute secrecy, but the first batch of beneficiaries must be his Yang Shangjing's people.

In other words, these soldiers who were transferred from various guards had to be brainwashed by him Yang Shangjing and swore allegiance to him Yang Shangjing before they could access the most advanced training methods.

Uncle Zhong glanced at Yang Shangjing deeply, sighed silently, sadness flashed in his eyes, with his experience, he had actually concluded that no matter how hard Yang Shangjing tried, it was in vain, and the game in the court would not make any changes because of the efforts of Yang Shangjing, a junior official who was not much bigger than sesame.

But even so, Uncle Zhong still showed a look of relief: "The young master is loyal to his duties, and this matter is always good." ”