prosperous age

Chapter 46
Time flies like an arrow, time flies, spring goes and autumn comes, cold comes and summer goes, time flies, and it is fleeting.

After talking a lot of nonsense, a year has passed, and it is already the early spring of Jiajing's 31st year.

In this hasty year, nothing happened in Wei Guangde's family.

The Emperor's Northern Expedition plan, which he was worried about at the beginning of the year, somehow happened, and there has been no follow-up.

But the news from the capital was even more surprising. The mutual market with the Mongols that Emperor Jiajing had refused for 20 years had actually opened.

However, the news did not go to the Tang newspaper, and along with the news, it also brought the news that the mutual market was just a tactic to slow down the troops, and the imperial court's plan for the northern expedition had not been cancelled, and it might be launched at any time.

As time went by, Father Wei's worries became more and more serious day by day.

According to the news from Jiujiang Mansion, a lot of food and fodder collected by the government has been sent to Jiujiang Mansion, and the ships distributed by many guards in the Yangtze River Basin are also gathered in Jiujiang, as if ready to set off at any time, just waiting for that A decree has arrived.

At this time, in the water transportation of the entire Ming Empire, except for the Cao army who continued to transport grain to the north according to the plan, there were no official ships on the big rivers.

According to the news from above, although the Cao army is still undertaking heavy grain transportation tasks this year, the planned transportation volume this year is far higher than in previous years, and it is not known whether it is to store grain in the north in advance or what.

When the time finally passed through September and the best time to march north to the grasslands had disappeared, Father Wei finally breathed a sigh of relief, and even the whole Wei family relaxed, no longer worrying about possible wars in the north.

For more than half a year, there was no news about the war in the north in the Tang newspaper, and there was no order to transfer troops and food, but no one dared to take it lightly.

The middle and high-level generals in the guard have more or less sources of information, and they are well aware of this year's abnormal actions, and now they can finally relax.

"I didn't expect that the Northern Expedition, the retaliation action discussed by the imperial court, turned into an action to build a side wall."

At the end of September, Father Wei returned from the Qianhu Office and brought back definite news that the Beizheng revenge plan had been cancelled.

"Hey, the emperor's father is really good. He made us worry about it for half a year."

Undoubtedly the eldest brother Wei Wencai was the happiest one when he heard that there was no need to go to the north.

Just kidding, even if he is destined to attack the post, he doesn't want to be promoted in such a way, and most of the people on the entire line in the guard will be taken away, and he will take this position in the guard that has been emptied I'm afraid it's wobbly and unstable, but it won't be as comfortable as it is now.

"The soldiers of the two hundred households that were trained were disbanded on the spot or something?"

Don't worry about Bei Zheng, then you have to consider what to do with the sons who have been trained for more than half a year.

This year's military training was led by Wei Meng, and Wei Wencai and Wu Dong were responsible for the drills. The team of more than 200 people was allotted 120 blunderbusses, and [-] spares were reserved to replace broken firearms.

In half a year, a dozen or so guns were broken. Wei Guangde's original bird gun was found to have some problems and could not be fired anymore, so he also changed a gun.

Zhang Qing and Wu Zhankui divided up dozens of blunderbusses in private to arm their own soldiers, but not a single blunderbuss fell into the guard.

Now the two hundred soldiers of the Jiujiang Weiyou Army Qianhu Office may already be a unit with the highest rate of firearms in the world, reaching the level of [-]% firearms.

As for the fixed-load ammunition proposed by Wei Guangde, the test results are very good, and the firing rate has been increased. It has been popularized in this firearms unit.

"Master Zhang's intention is to keep it for now. Training is not easy. Even if we really want to disband, we have to assign people to the generals of our department to serve as family soldiers."

Father Wei held the wine glass in his hand and didn't drink, but spoke instead.

"There are more than 200 people, it is not easy to raise, and it costs a lot of money."

When Wei Wencai heard that he wanted to keep this army, he frowned and said.

"It's enough to squeeze it a little more. Doke deducts the military expenses of other hundred households and transfers them to us to raise soldiers. The soldiers of the imperial court can't be raised by us."

Wei Guangde also put down his chopsticks and said, he can drink a little wine outside, but at home, he can only watch his father and big brothers drink.

"The above also means the same. Soldiers come from hundreds of households under the thousand households. Afterwards, the military pay will be paid according to [-]% of the troops, and the rest will be directly transferred to us. We will help them train soldiers."

Father Wei drank his wine and said, "Several other thousands of households will do the same. The bosses at the top have reached a consensus that they still have to keep a soldier in their hands. If there is another game like last year, everyone will not want to fight." ".

"Those hundreds of households may not be willing."

A hundred households lacked [-] or [-] soldiers, and a hundred households would lose a portion of their income. Only then did Wei Wen realize that the other hundreds of households might have to skip their feet.

"It depends on their ability. As long as they can bring the matter to the Nanjing Metropolitan Government, I think they are capable. I am afraid that they will not dare to poke it open, and they will be the first to be dealt with."

Father Wei laughed.

These deduction of military pay are all out of the question. What reason do they use to make trouble.

In Jiujiangwei, who cares about them.

Those who are in charge, from the command to the affairs, have to keep a soldier unit as a backup, and everyone has to share the money in it. As long as their share is not short, the affairs of the Thousand Households will still be there. Who cares.

The Bengshan Hundred Households had more than a hundred soldiers than in previous years, and they trained outside the fort on weekdays. Wei Guangde's life did not change much, he still got up early every day and went to the school to study hard.

It's just that their children have changed from the original six to four, and two families feel that it is enough to learn to read and write, and there is no need to learn it again. They are not material for academic achievement, and continuing to study is just a waste.

After the fifteenth day, on the twentieth day of the first lunar month, Master Sun's private school started again.

This year, there are ten children in the private school who are going to take the county examination, and these are the students that Master Sun thinks they have a chance.

The reason for making up ten is not because the Ming Dynasty exam requires mutual protection of five lives.

Those who failed to pass the test in the past two years and those who have reached a similar level this year are these people.

Because the county examination is held in February, Mrs. Sun also mainly pays close attention to the homework of these children during this time. One stereotyped article every day is unshakeable. You can pass through smoothly.

"Why didn't Qin Jingchuan come today?"

After the Gaozuotang case, Mrs. Sun looked at the Yinyin students below, and found that a seat was actually empty, so he asked.

He couldn't help but be distracted, this absent student was going to take the county examination this year, and the county examination was still more than half a month away, it was time to work hard.

In the dozen or so papers in front of him, Mrs. Sun has already read the articles written by the other nine people and Wei Guangde and other Future Seeds, but Qin Jingchuan still hasn’t come. Looking at the time, it’s already past the time for school. is late.

At this time, a student next to the empty seat stood up, bowed slightly to Master Sun and said, "Jingchuan's grandfather passed away yesterday. I only found out this morning when I asked him to come to school with me."

"What? Mr. Qin has gone?"

Madang Town is only so big, and the town has a small population. Everyone knows each other without looking up and down. Master Sun inevitably lost his composure.

(End of this chapter)