The Reborn Duke of Ming Dynasty

"Uh...going to the battlefield?" Zhang Fan was still a little overwhelmed, "Did I hear correctly?"

"That's right, that's exactly what I mean." County Magistrate Ma said, "But nephew, you don't have to be afraid. It's not that you are going to charge forward, but just serve as a clerk with the army. Besides, Wang Chonggu is very good at governing the army, and his soldiers are brave. What's going to happen."

"Going to the battlefield...I..." Zhang Fan seemed to have never heard the words of magistrate Ma, and just muttered to himself.

"How can my nephew be so useless?" Seeing Zhang Fan's appearance, magistrate ma thought that this well-educated young man was usually just a hype, but once he was really asked to play, he would show his true colors, so he was so afraid of talking with those who only talked about it Ma County Magistrate couldn't help but feel disappointed, and his words were a little cold, "My nephew is now famous, and he is Xie Yuan from Shaanxi. He should be a role model for scholars, not to mention The imperial court has needs, and this is a good time to display your ambitions."

"Uh... Your Excellency misunderstood, I am not afraid of going to the battlefield." Zhang Fan came back to his senses and said, "I just want to know if I can see the scene of fighting on the battlefield?"

"Nephew, as the leader of the army, you should follow the main force of the army. It is also your job to record and summarize the situation of each battle. Of course you can see the fighting on the battlefield." Magistrate Ma thought that Zhang Fan was just afraid of seeing bloody scenes, so he couldn't help but to Zhang Fan. Fan's tone of voice also improved, "But nephew, don't worry, everyone will have this once in the beginning, after watching it a lot, you will get used to it."

"Well, what your lord said is true, but being able to see it with your own eyes is really a great blessing in life!" Zhang Fan said happily.

"Uh... what is my nephew talking about?" Magistrate Ma realized now that he had misunderstood it. It turned out that Zhang Fan's expression just now was happy!

"Of course it's the ancient times... on the battlefield!" Zhang Fan was so happy that he almost slipped his mouth, and hurriedly changed his words, "It's the first time I can personally experience a war, how can I not make people excited!" To be honest, as a citizen of the 500st century who was born in New China 21 years later, I have the opportunity to see the battlefield there, but what I watch is only edited TV clips or film and television works designed by people!And how can Zhang Fan be unhappy if he can have a zero-distance contact with the ancient cold weapon warfare with real swords and guns!

"This..." County Magistrate Ma never thought that Zhang Fan would have such thoughts, and he was taken aback, but after thinking about it again, this was not a bad thing, and thought in his heart: "At least this good nephew is right. Wang Chonggu's temper, he hates those sour scholars who are full of hype. At least Wang Chonggu won't give him little shoes with the appearance of a good nephew."

"Looking at my nephew's appearance, the old man misunderstood you earlier. I thought you were afraid, but I didn't realize it was the complete opposite." Magistrate Ma said with a smile.

"How can you deserve such a compliment from an adult." Zhang Fan also felt a little embarrassed.

"Haha... This is not a compliment. The old man has met many civil servants. After being assigned such a job, there are not a few people who vomit without going on the stage. It is very rare for a nephew to have such courage. But..." Ma County magistrate suddenly became serious when the subject changed.

"What's the matter, my lord, but it's okay to say, Wansheng must keep it in mind." Seeing the appearance of Ma County Magistrate, Zhang Fan knew that the next words must be serious, so he also had a serious expression and listened attentively.

"Well, nephew, you have to keep in mind that this can't be a game, especially since you are the boss, responsible for recording various matters on the battlefield. In the future, it will be referred to the records of the imperial court for inspection. Remember to be pragmatic and not to speak nonsense."

"Yes, late students must always remember the teachings of adults." Zhang Fan said, then thought of something else, and asked: "It's just my lord, what if I see something in the army...something that is degrading? "Zhang Fan thought of something not so good.

"You are asking the right person. I think I also held the position of director. If I hadn't held this position for a long time, I wouldn't know the truth about it." Ma County Magistrate said, "The government and the government reported to the army. Major events, regardless of victory or defeat, must be recorded according to the facts. If there are some trivial matters that are out of order, the nephew will turn a blind eye and close his eyes. If the scale is slightly larger, the master will not want to report it to the courtiers to chew their tongues, but also fears that the matter will be stabbed later. If you go out and cause trouble, you have to report it. If you don’t do it well, you will be blamed.”

"My lord, please teach me!" Zhang Fan said.

"Actually, it's very simple. You record the major military affairs according to the facts, and you have to record those things that can't be put on the table and can't be missed, my nephew." Ma County magistrate seems to have this idea deeply, "send it back to the court at that time At that time, the DPRK and China will submit it separately for the record. Although this is not a rule, it has become an unwritten rule."

Ma County magistrate said, and another yamen servant rushed over with a letter.Ma County magistrate read the letter, and his face was even happier.

"The imperial court has issued food and salaries to relieve the victims and organized a large army. It's just that we suffer the least here, and the military salaries and supplies will come first, but the food relief for the refugees will be later." Ma County Magistrate said, "This place is too close to Yan'an Mansion, but The Tartars seem to have no intention of continuing the southward attack. Wang Chonggu has ordered the Qingyang Guards to do their best to prevent the Tartars from invading southward. Ten battalions from all sides of Shaanxi have been dispatched to come here, and it is estimated that they will pass by this place in two days. When the time comes, the order will accompany the army Served, nephew, you are going north with the army!"

"Huh..." Zhang Fan breathed out, and solemnly said to Ma County Magistrate, "Wansheng will definitely live up to the imperial appointment."

"Well, my nephew, let's go home and spend a good time with Lingtang these two days." Ma County Magistrate said.

"Yes, then the late student is leaving." Zhang Fan said.

After bidding farewell to County Magistrate Ma and leaving the county government office, Zhang Fan saw that this small Anhua county town was already overcrowded with refugees like a flood!Looking at this situation, it must be that Ningzhou City under the jurisdiction of Qingyang Mansion, as well as the three counties of Heshui, Huanxian, and Zhenning will not be much better.Zhang Fan sighed and walked towards home.

When Zhang Fan arrived in front of his house, he found that there were still many refugees at the door. After all, there was not much food in Anhua County, and the refugees had already taken it away.There are still many people who have not received food, waiting to beg for a bowl of porridge and rice to satisfy their hunger.Zhang Fan also found that many families on the street were helping refugees. It wasn't that every family was as kind as Zhang Fan's family. After all, they all lived in the frontier. If it was their turn to suffer, they would have to rely on other people's relief.

When Zhang Fan entered the house, he found that his mother was setting up a big pot to make porridge, and seven or eight sacks filled with rice had already been empty.One of the two policemen was maintaining order, and the other was serving porridge for people.

When my mother saw Zhang Fan coming home, she had no time to take care of it in her busy schedule, so she just said "Fan'er is back" and started cooking porridge and rice again.The food issued by the imperial court will not arrive until tomorrow at the earliest, it seems that today is a busy day!

At night, it was considered that they had survived, but now that it was almost the end of the year and the weather was cold, how to resettle these many refugees became a big problem.I heard that the lobby of the county government office is full of people.Mrs. Zhao also had no choice but to give up her own room to those children, and the small yard was full of people, and there was no place to set foot.Only Zhang Fan's study room was not allowed to enter.

At night, Zhang Fan and his mother were sitting in their study.Zhang Fan didn't know how to tell his mother that he was going north with the army, but he had to say that he was worried.Mrs. Zhao saw that Zhang Fan was upset, and said, "Fan'er, what did you hear when you went to the county government office today?"

Seeing his mother asking about it, Zhang Fan had no choice but to tell his mother about the current situation in various prefectures, and also said that the imperial court was planning to send troops to Hetao.

My mother was also very happy when she heard this, and said, "It's a good thing that the imperial court is willing to send troops. Why are you still frowning?"

"Boy... let's talk to mother!" Zhang Fan planned to tell his mother, "The imperial court is planning to break into the Hetao and attack the main force of the Tartars, but there is no leader in the army. The imperial court has appointed the boy to replace him, and he will join the army in two days. arrive."

"This... this..." My mother lost her mind when she heard about it for the first time.Thinking that his son is just a weak man, and the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, what if he hurts Zhang Fan, what should he do!

"Mother, don't worry." Zhang Fan immediately comforted his mother when he saw his mother's appearance, "This time, the child is only serving as the commander of the army, recording a secretary or something, and it is not for the child to go to the battle. There is no danger."

"But... but you are a scholar, and you say that no one can make decisions on the battlefield. Swords have no eyes. If there is a good or bad, what should I do!" Zhao cried bitterly.

Seeing his mother crying, Zhang Fan comforted him again.He grabbed his mother's callused hands, gently wiped away the tears on her face, and solemnly said: "Mother, please rest assured, since the imperial court has issued an order, the matter of the child going to the army cannot be changed. The child promised the mother , will take good care of myself, and when the army returns to the division victorious, the child will come back with him."

Although Mrs. Zhao still couldn't accept it, it was a foregone conclusion at this time.She reminded Zhang Fan ten thousand times that Zhang Fan must pay attention to safety and return safely.