golden scales

Yang Wei was convinced of his own judgment, and nodded while eating: "The entire vast sea must be covered, otherwise it will be a source of chaos for Western affairs. Hami is the gateway, and it is impossible for the Mongols to occupy it. But when it comes to fighting... Brother, if you are transferred to a soldier, but you are only responsible for stationing border guards, you will still be the main force for fighting..."

"That's better than being a food and grass officer!" Zhang Heng lost his composure for a moment and couldn't restrain his voice.

The inspector immediately looked over at their table, tapped his palm with his baton, and raised his index finger, indicating that this was the first warning.

Yang Wei nodded imperceptibly, it seems that many soldiers of the Ming army who were not born in the direct line still had the desire to kill the enemy and make meritorious service.

This is also a matter of course, they are not military households, but recruited soldiers.Without the awareness of licking blood on the knife edge, how can you eat as a soldier?Of course, it is not ruled out that some people have already worn out their blood and are more willing to stay in the logistics to make a living.

Returning to the workplace after dinner, Yang Wei quickly sorted out his thoughts and began to collect various data on auxiliary soldiers, conscripts, and logistics units directly under the army, as well as the time it takes for the army to screen volunteers.Once he entered the working state, Yang Wei didn't notice anything outside. When he finally finished his work, he was already the only one left in the office.

Stepping on the moonlight and returning to the dormitory, Yang Wei completely relaxed and fell on the bed, falling into a deep sleep.

……

"Huh? Who came first this morning? Did you see the report on my desk?"

Yang Wei slept until dawn, and didn't even hear the wake-up call in the dormitory.He hurriedly picked up two steamed buns and an egg in the cafeteria, and then ran to the office, as expected, he was the last one to arrive.

Yang Wei walked quickly to his desk, only to find that the report he finished last night had disappeared, and there were only dots of ink printed on the wool felt on the table, proving that he was definitely not writing the report in a dream.

"You didn't put it in the drawer?" The team leader came over, frowning.

Yang Wei was speechless for a moment.

The general offices of the General Staff are cleaned by hired workers, and all staff members must develop the habit of locking books and cases in drawers.

"Isn't there a lock for you?" The team leader asked sternly, "Even a piece of paper can't be leaked here, don't you know the rules!"

"Yes." Yang Wei felt a little regretful, but an irrepressible thought came to his mind: Someone must have taken his report!

The report is not complicated, the hard work is the preparation and data collection.

Yang Wei could only quickly spread out the paper and ink, and prepared to write another copy, preferably before the "thief" copied it.

"You Du will discuss with Sea Cucumber about the assignment of missions for overseas operations later, so you should clean up and make records," said the team leader.

"But...it's not my job!" Yang Wei retorted.

The team leader glared at Yang Wei: "This is an order!"

At first, Yang Wei thought that his boss had given him small shoes because of Zhang Heng's rudeness yesterday. When he was preparing charcoal pencils and sketchbooks, a flash of light suddenly flashed in his mind: "Leader, my report has been handed over to you, right?"

The team leader turned around abruptly, with a grim expression on his face: "What nonsense are you talking about! Hurry up and go to the meeting! I'll talk to you later about your absence!"

Yang Wei stood in the office in a daze, feeling a surge of enthusiasm, and it took him a long time to regain his composure.

——You must have taken it, because you never asked me about the content of the report...

Yang Wei was a little aggrieved, but finally suppressed the grievance.

Officials can talk back to their superiors, and even impeach their superiors, but military officers are a world with distinct classes, and it is by no means empty words that a senior official crushes people to death.Yang Wei knew that he was just a small shrimp in the entire Ming army, and he could only swallow his anger if he was really eaten by a small fish.

——Unless you appeal to the Procuratorate of the Five Armed Forces...

——Forget it, one thing more is worse than one thing less, and in the future, he will have to eat under his hands... It's just food.

Yang Wei felt that his steps were a bit heavy, but when he thought that he only needed to be worthy of the ration given by His Majesty the Emperor, he had a clear conscience.

I have to admit that none of the people who can be elected to the General Staff is easy to deal with.

The Army Staff Headquarters has a division, and under it, there are twelve divisions labeled in the order of heavenly stems.There are as many as dozens of groups under each department, and as few as more than ten groups. The captain and group leader can only be regarded as a small officer as big as a sesame mung bean.

However, this petty official didn't waste any of his power, first sent Yang Wei to a meeting, took the opportunity to copy Yang Wei's report last night, and handed it to the section chief.After receiving the approval of the section chief and the promise to submit to the superior, the captain and the team leader vigorously recommended Yang Wei to the Japanese inspection team under the North Korean General Military Office.

The transfer of officials in the Ming Dynasty is not the gentleness imagined by later generations, and there are still people who are responsible for talking and explaining... Regardless of military officials, as long as they get the transfer order, they must go to the post immediately, otherwise they will be imprisoned or even exiled.The ancients said in a poem, "Once you wear armor, you will be busy with the king for half your life", which is really a personal feeling.

After a sumptuous lunch, Yang Wei's transfer has gone through the procedures as quickly as possible.

Yang Wei had already adjusted his mentality when taking the minutes of the meeting, and even felt that no matter who took it, Daming would benefit in the end anyway.Besides, it is no longer possible for a report to rise to the sky in today's Daming. Some people value this, so what if they let him.

How could he have imagined that some people believed in "steadiness, accuracy and ruthlessness" and never believed that some people would be willing to suffer from being dumb, and they would definitely be beaten to death with a stick.

"Do well when you arrive in North Korea." The captain put the transfer order on Yang Wei's desk and patted him on the shoulder lightly.

Because this was a job transfer within the General Staff, Yang Wei didn't even have a chance to appeal.And even if he leapfrogged to appeal, everyone would only think that he was timid, greedy for the prosperity of the capital, and refused to go to North Korea's Dongyi land.

Having experienced the theft of his hard work in one day, and being driven to North Korea almost as if he was sent away, Yang Wei has forgotten even being angry.

"Humble job, please go back early to pack your luggage so that you can catch up with the ox cart to Tianjin today." Yang Wei said.

"When you go to North Korea this time, you are still Lu Shen's staff officer, so you can't lose your status." The group leader took out the post card that he had prepared: "The Ministry has specially prepared a carriage for you. Go back and pack your things and go."

——You are really willing to spend money.

Yang Wei grinned, not hiding his sarcasm at all.He took the post card and thought to himself: I deserve this, and I don't need to thank you.

"After you go, you have to report everything and supervise the local generals not to mess around." The captain said it as a matter of course, as if it was an ordinary job transfer.

"Yes." Yang Wei bowed and retreated without even turning his head.

Yang Wei's father was a businessman. Although he worked hard, he also made a little money, which was enough for Yang Wei to take the imperial examination.Besides, Boss Yang spent all his spare money on antiques.But once he died, all the antiques in the house were divided up by the creditors, and he said that these "fakes" were ignored because of his many years of friendship.

As for whether what Boss Yang collected is fake or not, it has become an unsolved case.Fortunately, the two souvenirs left by Yang Wei are [-]% authentic. The square stone inkstone was carved by Yang Wei standing beside his father watching the stonemason;

After Yang Wei returned to the dormitory, he took out the rattan box under the bed—this was the last thing related to his father.He put his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, wooden sword, changed military uniform, and the collection of books purchased with the allowance after school into a box, and raised one hand, feeling something shaking inside.

"Second Lieutenant Yang, are you going on a business trip?"

Yang Wei walked out of the dormitory and saw Lao Huang who was sweeping the courtyard.Lao Huang took the initiative to greet him, showing a mouthful of yellow teeth soaked in strong tea, and smiled brightly.

Yang Wei smiled back and nodded.

"Take care when you're single, and change into casual clothes when you go to a brothel. Don't keep a foreign house secretly... I heard that the Procuratorate of the Five Armies has arrested several of them." fear.Of course, in Lao Huang's view, he also eats the emperor's food, and he is in charge of the key to the courtyard!

Yang Wei smiled wryly, waved to Lao Huang, and strode out carrying the box.

It wasn't until he boarded the carriage that Yang Wei felt a string in his heart, which broke with a soft "bang".

In April of the third year of Longjing, Yang Wei's warship arrived at Jeju Island.

After spending two days resting on the island with nothing to do, Yang Wei received an order to go from Jeju Island to Tsushima Island to report to Major General Chen De, the commander-in-chief of North Korean military affairs.

Yang Wei was glad that he didn't get seasick. When he arrived at Tsushima Island, he was greeted by a North Korean private soldier who spoke Chinese as if he had a stone in his mouth.This is the superiority of officers stationed abroad, even if they are only a second lieutenant, they are also equipped with attendants.

In Chen De's words: North Korean soldiers are not as valuable as a pair of military boots!

"I'll carry it myself, the box is not heavy." Yang Wei pushed Pu Dehuan's hand away, got into the carriage, and said, "If there is no arrangement at the military gate, I want to stay in the dormitory first and take a bath."

Pu Dehuan made a military salute and uttered a monosyllabic word, but Yang Wei couldn't tell whether it was Chinese or Korean.

Although the clan of Tsushima was a vassal to Li Chao, it was still a Japanese daimyo in essence.Yang Wei sat in the carriage, looking at the Japanese-style houses on both sides of the narrow road, he felt that it was unbelievably low.Even with his not tall stature, he had to be careful not to bump into the eaves.

Because the golden dragon flag with a red background was hung on the carriage, the Japanese residents and North Korean businessmen on the island would kneel next to the wall and bury their heads deeply when they saw the carriage passing by. No one dared to look up.

——My Chaoguo prestige can be so...

Yang Wei sighed, but couldn't bear it.

Even in Daming, the common people don't have to be so cautious.

"Is there a book shop here?" Yang Wei suddenly asked, "Book, shop. A place that sells books."

Pu Dehuan was able to be selected as an attendant of an officer of the Ming army. He is already a person who is qualified in Chinese, listening, speaking, reading and writing. Of course he knows what Shusi is.But on this island, there are really no bookstores.

But there is a place where there are definitely books. rs