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Chapter 889 Indifference remains, angry memorial

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    Xuanfu is a place full of hostility to Fang Xingxing.

    The first time I participated in the Northern Expedition to explore the road, I was almost tricked by Zheng Heng.

    After arriving in Xuanfu Town, Guo Yi and Jin Yu were very enthusiastic and confident.

    Zhu Gaoxu was quite familiar with these two people, so after entering the city, he said carelessly: "Do your subordinates have free salary? Are there any generals who have occupied the fields? If so, please tell me and I will deal with it as appropriate."

    Guo Yi said with a smile: "Your Majesty, Xuan Mansion faces the grassland. No matter how courageous a subordinate is, he will not dare to take advantage of his free salary!"

    "How many escaped?"

    Although Guo Yi is the Marquis of Anyang, Fang Xing asked directly.

    Guo Yi muttered: "About ten thousand."

    ¡°It¡¯s not much!¡±

    Zhu Gaoxu praised: "There are more than 100,000 troops in Xuanfu, but only more than 10,000 escaped. It shows that you lead the army well."

    Yang Rong was speechless. According to the civil servants' thinking, it was a mistake for you to escape someone.

    But after seeing the miserable situation of the three guards in Tianjin, Yang Rong could not be too demanding.

    The Xuanfu controls more than a thousand miles of border walls. The affairs are complicated and the logistics are huge. Except for the Ming Dynasty, no other country has such strength.

    After entering the city, Guo Yi couldn't help but invite the three of them to drink.

    "Is there any warning in the grassland?"

    Yang Rong is always worried, especially Aru Tai.

    Guo Yi smiled and said: "Master Yang, Arutai was defeated last year, and we are currently reorganizing our army. We will probably have a decisive battle with Wala next year, so we don't have to worry about the border wall recently."

    "That's good!"

    After learning that Bian Qiang was worry-free, Yang Rong would not say anything like not drinking.

    So after some tidying up, a large pot of braised mutton was brought up.

    Of course you can¡¯t drink in the lobby, this is the backyard where Guo Yi lives.

    "In the past, when we ate mutton, we cooked it or grilled it. Someone had a meal of this kind of braised mutton at Jinling No. 1 Fresh, and went to the shopkeeper to ask for a recipe. Nowadays, many of us eat beef and sheep in frontier fortresses.  This is the way to do it.¡±

    Guo Yi cupped his hands at Fang Xing and said, "Speaking of which, I have to thank Uncle Xinghe. The shopkeeper was not happy at first, but then he went to the village to ask. When he came back, he said that Uncle Xinghe said that since he is a fellow soldier in the army,  Give it to me if you want it, and you¡¯ll get free of charge for the meal, hahaha!¡±

    Fang Xing smiled: "Fang used to not talk about fine clothes and fine food at home, but he refused to make mistakes when it came to food. It wasn't until he moved to many places and was tormented by the cooks in the army several times that he realized that it turned out that  There is no such thing as delicious food in the army.¡±

    "That's the truth!"

    Jin Yu agreed: "Those cooks are used to using big pots. If you add water to stir-fry meat and vegetables, it's not even a stir-fry. You can't even bite it."

    Zhu Gaoxu ate a piece of mutton and recalled: "At the time of Jingnan, when he finally had a good meal, a cook put too much salt in it. The soldiers who ate it were furious, but he was very plausible and said that sweating is sweating.  Salt, if you don't eat more salt, how can you defeat the Confederate army? In the end, even my father didn't blame him."

    Both Guo Yi and Jin Yu intended to close the distance between them, and Fang Xing cooperated. They talked and laughed for a while, and the previous conflicts seemed to have disappeared.

    After dinner, Zhu Gaoxu and Yang Rong went to rest, but Fang Xing was invited by Guo Yi to drink tea.

    In the study room, Guo Yi¡¯s skinny face was full of guilt: ¡°Back then, when Zheng Heng was in power in the Xuan Mansion, Guo was helpless! Fortunately, Xinghe Bo had a plan, otherwise Guo would have died.¡±

    Fang Xing said calmly: "Fang has only more than two thousand soldiers under his command. Anyang Marquis does not need to be so cautious. As for the past, let it pass, there is no need to worry about it."

    On the way from Peiping to Xinghe, the Jubaoshan Thousand Households were really fighting for their lives. If Fang Xing hadn't brought out a lot of supplies, there wouldn't have been more than 300 people who could have made it to Xinghe.

    " Guo Yi's expression was just because Fang Xing's identity was completely different from that of back then, and he was worried that he would be tricked by him in the future.

    Hearing this, Guo Yi smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest with Uncle Xing, Guo was indeed standing by and watching without raising a hand, but that's how it is in the military. The hierarchy is very strict. If he interferes beyond his level, there will be retaliation afterwards"

    Guo Yi's calmness was beyond Fang Xing's expectation. He said calmly: "It is human nature to seek advantages and avoid disadvantages. Fang naturally understands this, but this is not acceptable!"

    Is this Uncle Xinghe still a man of noble character?  Otherwise, how could he be so naive as to think he could change people's hearts!

    Fang Xing said in a deep voice: "Fang, please tell me if you are not afraid of going too far. Strict hierarchies are necessary in the army, but the Ming army is not private. Public revenge is a matter of private revenge."Damn, with all due respect, this is a bad habit!  He should be beaten as soon as he shows up!  "

    Seeing that Guo Yi was disapproving, Fang Xing said, "In Tianjin, do you know where those soldiers who dared to report the lawlessness of the generals went?"

    Guo Yi said nothing, do you still need to say!

    "Everyone in the family died, and no one survived!"

    Fang Xing¡¯s voice was filled with anger: ¡°Those beasts, I have reported to Your Majesty, requesting that the main culprits be imprisoned, all their families sent to Yingzhou, and they are not allowed to return home for three generations!¡±

    Guo Yi smiled bitterly and said: "To be honest, Uncle Xing, we have already conducted an inventory of the guard station below. We have arrested five people above the rank of Qianhu official. We are waiting for the prince to make a decision."

    Fang Xing sneered and said, "The prince is also furious. None of these people can do well!"

    "There are also those who have invaded and occupied fields. Guo's apology memorial has been sent to Beijing. It is difficult to absolve himself of the blame!"

    Guo Yi's guilty look did not move Fang Xing at all. He knew that this person just wanted to escape responsibility, and that guilt was completely unnecessary.

    After a conversation, the relationship between the two parties remained the same.

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    Many places in the Ming Dynasty were developed from military towns, and Xuanfu was one of them.

    There are more than 100,000 horses, people eat horses and chew them, and the military dependents accompanying the army are scattered everywhere. This is a business opportunity.

    After the original Open China Law was abolished, the south-to-north grain diversion became the lifeline of the Xuanfu.

    Walking on the street, Fang Xing thought about the future prospects of expanding potato planting in the north, and felt that it shouldn't be bad.

    "Master, there is an old man in front of you."

    The knife reminded Fang Xing.

    The old man is naturally not unusual, but this old man is wearing a tattered military uniform, has one arm, and is missing an ear.

    The old man's face was red, sitting on the edge of the steps of a cloth shop, holding a broken bowl in his hand, and taking a sip from time to time.

    This is a military household. After the father dies, the son succeeds. Unless he flees, this is his fate.

    "This can't go on like this!"

    Fang Xing returned to his residence and began to write the memorial.

    "I heard that during the Han and Tang Dynasties, the people were brave enough to apply for the army, why? Because they received generous rewards for their military merits, the people's bloody spirit was not lost"

    Yang Rong walked in, Fang Xing did not stop him and continued writing.

    "Since the beginning of the Song Dynasty, everything has been of inferior quality, except for good academics. How about that? A good man should not be a soldier!"

    Yang Rong couldn't help but shook his head slightly when he saw these contents beside Fang Xing.

    "I have seen the misery of military households along the way, and I can even be moved by the hardness of my heart. This is the same as a lowly servant. How can I raise a strong man!"

    Yang Rong felt like he had a headache. With Fang Xing's memorial, many more people in the Northern Guard would be unlucky.

    "I think about it. One is that the country has too many troops and spends a lot of money. However, the method of farming has been corrupted by the collusion between military generals and local officials. Even if it is renewed for a short time, the same mistakes will be repeated. This person's heart is inherently greedy!  "

    "Whether the rewards and punishments in the army are clear, the sergeants can have hope, if not, then they will be lazy. I lied, if the military households are not as good as the farmers, they will"

    "Xing Hebo!"

    Yang Rong grabbed Fang Xing's pen-holding wrist and said solemnly: "This matter requires collective wisdom and is not something we can say."

    Fang Xing shook his head and continued writing.

    " Farmers can study, but why do military households have to serve for generations? The father is a hero, but the son is not a hero. I suggest recruiting soldiers, with officials from a hundred households as the backbone, and the rest can be recruited" (Remember the website address: www  .hlnovel.com
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