Chapter 12 Decree of the Imperial Court
"Uh...... To the battlefield? Zhang Fan still couldn't react, "I heard you right, right?" ”
"Yes, that's exactly what it means." Ma Xianling said, "But the virtuous nephew doesn't have to be afraid, and it's not for the virtuous nephew to charge into battle, just to be a clerk with the army." Moreover, Wang Chonggu has a good way of governing the army, and his soldiers will be called brave, and nothing will happen. ”
"Go to war...... I ......" Zhang Fan didn't hear Ma County's words, and just muttered to himself.
"How can a virtuous nephew be so cowardly?" Ma Xianling saw Zhang Fan's appearance, thinking that this young man who reads well is usually just a fool of the sky, once he really wants him to play, his true form will be revealed, so afraid of the sour appearance of those who only talk about the world, Ma Xianling couldn't help but feel disappointed, and his words also brought three points of coldness, "The virtuous nephew is now famous, and he is the Xie Yuan of Shaanxi, so he should be an example for scholars, not to mention that the court is in need, this is a good time to display his ambitions." ”
"Uh...... My lord misunderstood, but I wasn't afraid of going to war. Zhang Fan came back to his senses and said, "I just want to know if I can see the scene of the battlefield fighting?" ”
"As the main force of the army, it is your job to record and summarize the situation of each battle, of course, you can see the battlefield fighting." Ma Xianling thought that Zhang Fan was just afraid of seeing the bloody scene, and couldn't help but improve the tone of Zhang Fan's speech, "But don't worry about the virtuous nephew, everyone will have such a time at the beginning, and after seeing more in the future, I will get used to it." ”
"Well, that's what my lord said, but it's a great blessing in life to be able to see it with my own eyes!" Zhang Fan said happily.
"Uh...... What the hell is the nephew talking about? Ma Xian Ling now knew that he was wrong, it turned out that Zhang Fan's expression just now was happy!
"Antiquity, of course...... It's time to go to war! Zhang Fan was so happy that he almost missed his mouth, and hurriedly changed his words and said, "It's the first time I've been able to experience a war in person, how can I not be excited!" Zhang Fan is telling the truth, as a 21st century citizen born in New China 500 years later, there is a chance to see the battlefield, and all you see is edited TV clips or film and television works designed by people! And Zhang Fan was able to make a zero-distance contact with the ancient cold weapon war with real swords and guns, how could he be unhappy!
"This ......" Ma Xianling didn't expect Zhang Fan to have this kind of thought, so he was stunned, but when he thought about it, this is not a bad thing, and he thought in his heart: "At least the old man, this virtuous nephew, is right about the temper of Wang Chonggu, and he hates those sour Confucians who are full of grandeur in his life." The virtuous nephew looks like this, at least Wang Chonggu will not give him small shoes to wear. ”
"Looking at the appearance of the virtuous nephew, the old man blamed you before, and the old man thought you were afraid, but it was the complete opposite." Ma Xianling said with a smile.
"Where do you deserve such praise from adults?" Zhang Fan was also a little embarrassed.
"Haha...... This is not a compliment, the old man has seen a lot of civil officials, after being assigned such a job, there are not a few people who vomit without playing, and it is very rare for a virtuous nephew to have this courage. However......" Ma Xian Ling suddenly became serious.
"What's the matter with adults, but it doesn't hurt to say it, you must keep it in mind when you are late." When Zhang Fan saw Ma Xianling's appearance, he knew that the next heavy words must be heavy, and his expression was serious, and he listened attentively.
"Well, virtuous nephew, you have to remember that you can't use this as a game, especially since you are the master, responsible for recording all matters on the battlefield, and in the future, it will be recorded and checked by the court, remember to be pragmatic and not talk nonsense."
"Yes, the late students must remember the teachings of adults." Zhang Fan said, then thought of something again, and asked, "It's just my lord, if I see something in the army...... What is degrading to the decency? Zhang Fan thought of something not so good.
"You are the right person, I think I also served as the chief secretary back then, if I hadn't held this position for a long time, I wouldn't know what was going on." Ma Xianling said, "It is a major event in the army to report to the DPRK and China in the open, and no matter whether you win or lose, you must record it truthfully." If it is a small matter that is not in accordance with the rules, the virtuous nephew will turn a blind eye, and if the scale is a little larger, the lord will not want to report it to those courtiers to chew their tongues, and he is afraid that the matter will be stabbed out in the future and cause trouble, and he can't help but report it. If you don't get it right, you'll be to blame. ”
"Please teach me!" Zhang Fan said.
"It's actually very simple. You should truthfully record the major events of the military strategy, and those things that cannot be put on the table and cannot be omitted, you have to record them separately. The Ma County Order seems to be deeply implicated in this, "When the time comes to send it back to the imperial court, the court and the central government will hand it in separately for the record." It's not a rule, but it's an unwritten rule. ”
As Ma Xianling spoke, another official rushed over with a letter. After reading the letter, Ma Xianling's face became even happier.
"The imperial court has already issued food and wages to relieve the victims and organized a large army. It's just that we suffer the least here, and the military pay and baggage will come first, but the food for the relief of the refugees will be more later. Ma Xian Ling said, "This place is too close to Yan'an Mansion, but the Tartars don't seem to have any intention of continuing to attack south." Wang Chonggu had already ordered the Qingyang Guard to make every effort to prevent the southern invasion of the Tartars. At present, 10 battalions from all sides of Shaanxi have been transferred to come here, and it is estimated that they will pass through this place in two days. When the time comes, the order will be delivered with the army, and you will also go north with the army! ”
"Huh......" Zhang Fan exhaled and said solemnly to Ma County, "Wansheng will definitely live up to the appointment of the imperial court." ”
"Well, nephew Xian, go home, and accompany Lingtang for the past two days." Ma Xianling said.
"Yes, then I quit my late life." Zhang Fan said.
After bidding farewell to the Ma County Order and leaving the county office, Zhang Fan saw that this small county town of Anhua was already full of refugees and overcrowded! Looking at such a scene, presumably Ningzhou City, which is under the jurisdiction of Qingyang Mansion, as well as the three county towns of Heshui, Huanxian and Zhenning, will not be much better. Zhang Fan sighed and walked in the direction of his home.
When Zhang Fan arrived at his door, he found that there were still many refugees at his doorstep, after all, there was not much food in Anhua County, and it had already been collected by the refugees. There are still many people who have not received food and are 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, not all of them were as kind as Zhang Fan's family, after all, they all lived in the frontier, and if it was their turn to suffer one day, they would have to rely on other people's relief.
Zhang Fan entered the house and found that his mother was setting up a big pot to make porridge, and there were already seven or eight sacks of rice empty on the side. One of the two catchers was maintaining order, and the other was serving porridge to the people.
When her mother saw Zhang Fan coming home, she didn't have time to take care of it in her busy schedule, so she just said, "Fan'er is back", and began to make porridge and rice again. The food distributed by the imperial court will not arrive until tomorrow at the earliest, and it seems that today is busy!
At night, it can be regarded as a safe birth, but now that it is close to the end of the year, the weather is cold, and how to resettle these many refugees has become a big problem. I heard that the county hall was full of people. Zhao also had no choice, so he gave his room to those children to live in, and the small yard was full of people, and there was no place to put his feet. Only Zhang Fan's study did not let others enter.
In the evening, Zhang Fan and his mother sat in their study. Zhang Fan didn't know how to open his mouth to his mother, saying that he was going north with the army, but he had to say that he was worried. Zhao saw that Zhang Fan was upset and said, "Fan'er, what did you hear when you went to the county government today?" ”
When Zhang Fan saw his mother asking, he had to roughly tell his mother about the current situation in various provinces, and said that the imperial court was ready to send troops to Hetao.
The mother was also very happy when she heard this, and said: "The court is willing to send troops, this is a good thing, why are you still frowning?" ”
"Child...... Let the child tell his mother! Zhang Fan planned to tell his mother, "The imperial court is preparing to break into the Hetao and raid the main force of the Tartars, but there is a lack of master in the army. The court has appointed the child to replace him, and the order will arrive with the army in two days. ”
"This ...... This ...... "When my mother first heard about it, she lost her opinion. Thinking that his son is just a weak person, the sword on the battlefield has no eyes, in case he hurts Zhang Fan, how can this be good!
"Mother doesn't have to worry." When Zhang Fan saw his mother's appearance, he immediately said comfortingly, "The child is just being the chief of the army this time, recording a secretary or something, and not asking the child to go into battle and charge, there is no danger." ”
"But...... But you are a scholar, and no one can do anything on this battlefield, and the sword has no eyes, in case there is a good or bad, how can I be good! Zhao burst into tears.
When Zhang Fan saw his mother crying, he was comforted again. He grabbed his mother's calloused hands, gently wiped away the tears on his mother's face, and said solemnly: "Mother, please rest assured, since the court has issued an order, the matter of the child going to the army cannot be changed. The child promised his mother that he would take care of himself, and when the army returned victoriously, the child would come back with him. ”
Although Zhao was still a little unacceptable, it was a foregone conclusion at this time. She told her that Zhang Fan must pay attention to safety and return safely.