Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

The other team officers each had their own errands, and sometimes they practiced hundreds of miles away, and it was not uncommon for them to not see Zhang Shouren for more than ten or twenty days. Gradually, the Fushan Camp also had its own hilltop, a small group , but the sense of closeness and admiration for Zhang Shouren is increasing day by day.

Zhang Shiqiang is the role in charge of the battalion affairs department in the military attache. As long as it is related to military affairs, big or small, as a middle officer, he is obliged to intervene. Many tedious tasks are also led by him, and other departments cooperate.

There are so many things like the Chinese New Year, so Zhang Shouren just called him over to give instructions carefully. This kind of honor is really rare.

But sometimes, Zhang Shiqiang was not so [-]% obedient to Zhang Shouren's decision.

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He poked his tongue out, looked at Zhang Shouren with surprised eyes, and asked in a low voice: "My lord, there are at least four or five thousand letters, and you always sign and seal them all yourself?"

"Of course, stop talking nonsense!"

Zhang Shouren also felt that he was a little out of play, but after thinking about this matter again and again, he still had to do it himself.

Zhang Shouren has seen a lot of things played by the chief executives in later generations who come to visit, condolences to their families, give things away, take pictures together, and so on, and he has learned some of them himself.

Those who lead soldiers must first love soldiers, and they must also convey their love for soldiers to their families.

Especially in the Ming Dynasty, the custom of emphasizing civility over martial arts cannot be broken all at once.Now Zhang Shouren is a military officer at any rate, and he is a second rank, plus he is a guerrilla guard. In the eyes of the common people, he can be regarded as a big man like a heavenly man. With his autograph and official stamp, I am afraid that many people will take it to pay tribute. Get up, and worship as a god to ward off evil spirits.

This matter must be of great benefit. Every family who receives this condolence letter and autograph will be deeply moved. The trust and support of the family will definitely be conveyed to the military camp without reservation.

In fact, with the current training and salary, Zhang Shouren doesn't have to worry that no one will serve him, but this is still an old proposition. What he wants is not a feudal army or a modern army, what he wants is to understand him and understand him wholeheartedly. career, and then take the initiative to devote themselves to it as a soldier.

A modern army composed of such soldiers will beat those ignorant enemies all over the place!

"Tell those boys to do it themselves, wash the paint with paint, arrange it neatly, and then stop setting off firecrackers. When it's time to set off firecrackers, ask the firecrackers to shoot a volley, and ask people to listen to what is the strongest voice of the era!"

In the end, Zhang Shouren was also exhausted. This day, he buried his head in documents, approved endless official documents, read endless pond newspapers, and held endless military meetings with the staff office.

In addition to mobilization, these chores from years ago, and the daily meeting and study with the boss Sun Chengzong... In short, the iron man Zhang Shouren is a little bit overwhelmed. Just turn off the lights, except that there are lights on in the premises of the on-duty personnel, that is, Zhang Shouren's place is still brightly lit... He felt really tired, too tired.

Coupled with the inherent lazy feeling during the New Year's Eve, even Iron Man can't stand it anymore.

"My lord, go back quickly."

Zhang Shiqiang began to urge him: "If my wife knows that I am here to delay your lord's return home, I can't bear the wind blowing on this pillow."

Zhang Shouren glared and shouted, "She dares?!"

But in a blink of an eye, he changed his face, rubbed his face with his hands, laughed, and said with a smile: "Since this is the case, we will leave. You have worked so hard, I will go home and prepare for the New Year!"

Amidst Zhang Shiqiang's loud laughter, Zhang Shouren's heart was filled with peace and joy.

In this era, in his second year in Fushan, he finally had a small harbor in his heart. [

It is no longer about military affairs and government affairs, and it is not about people separated by a layer. In his home, there is a small corner that completely belongs to him and he completely belongs to her. It is a warm corner, a home, and a place where you can rest as much as you want. The place.

Now, finally, I can go home.