I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 163 The correct posture of the prodigal son
That night, Black Dragon City cheered and the lights were brightly lit.

Infected by this inexplicable joy, some Japanese who came to do business secretly sneaked out of the hotel one by one, tentatively joining the carnival of the Ming Empire.

According to the will of the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian, tonight, all fine wines and delicacies, as well as daily necessities such as grain, salt, and vegetables, will be half priced!
Thus, the carnival in Black Dragon City soon reached its climax.

And the happiest ones were the students of Ming Dynasty and those [-] veterans of Ming Dynasty.

After Zhu Youjian was full of wine and food, he rode his horse to the square, took a jar of wine, and "bumped the jar" with those Ming veterans one by one, drank four jars of spirits in one go, overwhelming the crowd.

The veterans are all rough guys, and they recognize their strength.

Whether it's drinking or fighting, as long as you are a real man and can bring your opponents down one by one, you are the emperor.

Otherwise, who the hell are you?
The veteran of the Ming Dynasty who has experienced too many ups and downs, has long seen through those high-ranking and dog-like elders.

You can't ride on your crotch, and you can't shoot with a bow.

Hiding in the big tent and putting on airs, fighting a battle and losing a battle, during the Hongwu period and even the Wanli Dynasty, the prestige of the Ming Iron Army has long been worthless...

"Brothers, I... can still drink, but you, can you still fight?" The idiot emperor staggered up to the high platform with an empty wine jar, and asked loudly:
"If you can fight, then follow me to charge into battle.

If you can't fight anymore, early tomorrow morning, get a few gold coins, take a boat to the Heilongjiang area, and go to farm and raise chickens. "

"Battle! Fight! Fight!"

Thirty thousand veterans had nominally experienced a 'martial arts contest to recruit relatives', but Zheng Zhilong roughly figured out what the idiot emperor was thinking.

Not one of these 3 people is missing.

Therefore, the so-called martial arts competition to recruit relatives was more like a martial arts competition for officials. Nearly [-] heroes were quickly selected and directly appointed as guerrilla generals.

As for the big official, wait for Zhu Youjian to decide for himself.

"Everyone is fine, he is a good man of my Daming," Zhu Youjian hiccupped loudly, and said with a smile: "Zhen, I almost got you bastards drunk.

That's fine.

Our Ming Dynasty, no, it should be Zhen, needs a real iron army, an iron army that cannot be defeated or dragged down.

You guys, are you confident? "

"Yes! Yes! Yes!"

3 people shouted in unison, and the momentum was like a tide, shaking the entire Black Dragon City.

"That's good, I'll talk about it today," Zhu Youjian said with a chuckle, "Before, King Zhenhai presided over a martial arts contest to recruit relatives, and selected [-] heroes to be the first batch of guerrilla generals in my iron army.

What I want to say is that if you want to be officials, generals, lords, dukes, or even princes, that's fine.

As long as your contribution is great, even if I sell the Forbidden City, I will reward you heavily..."

Hearing that Lord Long Live was going to sell the Forbidden City again, Zhenhai King Zheng Zhilong took half a step back silently.

Even with that, Wang Chengen took half a step back.

Some of the courtiers around the idiot emperor know that once the master says 'sell the Forbidden City', they will usually make big moves...

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Next, Zhu Youjian really didn't know how to lecture, so he simply asked several new "guerrilla generals" to speak and talk about their feelings.

Naturally, what was originally a vigorous mobilization meeting turned into a memory of bitterness and sweetness.

Those guerrilla generals were full of snot and tears, accusing the former generals, guerrillas, and general banners of not being human, not giving them enough food, and withholding food and wages. Many of them have eaten shit from hunger...

Zheng Zhilong, Wang Chengen and others naturally frowned secretly.

Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor, always listened with great interest, and inserted a few words from time to time to show encouragement.

So, that group of veterans, from the beginning scolding the former generals, gradually became presumptuous.

In the end, someone actually blatantly scolded the imperial court, scolded the eunuch party, scolded civil servant Qingliu, Liaoxi generals, wealthy aristocratic families...

Zhu Youjian was very satisfied.

These [-] veterans, who are rooted and young, are more dissatisfied with the Ming Dynasty than the tens of thousands of soldiers under Mao Yuanyi.

Since they want to rebel, the soldiers under their hands must hold back their dissatisfaction. Only in this way can their greater potential be stimulated.

Chattering, those veterans talked for nearly two hours, seeing that there are more people eager to try.

It's not your fault.

The main reason is to scold the court and officials vigorously in front of the dog emperor, and still get the emperor's appreciation. This feeling is simply too sour.

"I roughly understand everyone's suffering," Zhu Youjian finally made a concluding speech, "I won't talk nonsense, I just want to give you one guarantee.

Those who follow me from birth to death, princes and generals can't promise, but I promise to treat your wife and children well.

There is a sentence in the Book of Songs, which is very good.

Qi said that he has no clothes, and the same robe with his son.

From now on, you will be my personal barracks, equivalent to my other brocade guards! "

Thirty thousand veterans cheered in unison.

The emperor's personal barracks is completely different from the guards back then. Don't worry about food and clothing in the future, even if you fight to the death, as long as you are not too unlucky, you can always make a name for your children and grandchildren!
Next, one thing Zhu Youjian announced made everyone more at ease.

"Wang Cheng'en, draw up my decree: 3 people in the military battalion, everyone will be awarded the title of Colonel Dunwu, enjoy the rank of seventh-rank military officer to be continued, and double the payment of food and salary!"

"The specific matters such as money, food and equipment will be handled by Zhenhai King Zheng Zhilong!"

Zheng Zhilong: "..."

Long live Lord is such a big hand, just said it casually, yes, I have to find a way to support [-] elite soldiers... No, double the salary, it is equivalent to the food and clothing of [-] elite soldiers, all relying on Zheng Zhilong up.

However, this is also an unprecedented trust!

Zheng Zhilong understood Zhu Youjian's intention in a blink of an eye, and immediately he was overjoyed, knelt down on one knee, and said loudly: "Master, obey the order!"

Zhu Youjian nodded secretly, thinking: "This Zheng Zhilong really has a quick mind..."

The next step is to arrange the recent recruit training. Zhu Youjian took out a booklet from his sleeve. It was a "New Firearms Assault Battalion Field Training Manual" compiled by him and Mao Yuanyi when they "conspired to rebel". .

There are no more than seven or eight items such as formation, capturing the enemy, individual tactics, physical fitness, and ideological education;

Under each item, there are many details and regulations, such as steps, boxing, grappling, fighting, lying down with a gun, crawling forward, rolling in, blasting, breakdown of assault actions, individual soldier pits...

It was so complicated that the idiot emperor didn't even bother to look at it, so he handed it over to Wang Cheng'en beside him: "Cheng'en, I leave the training of this team to you.

You are limited to three months, and you must train to a similar appearance.

Remember, during training, you must not physically punish my own barracks!

Because, each of them has drank with me and worshiped me, and they are my good brothers! "

Wang Chengen almost believed what he said.

However, what surprised the great eunuch was that the [-] veterans, after hearing Zhu Youjian's words, showed determination on their faces, and looked up at the idiot emperor full of admiration and reverence.

In their eyes, they seemed to be shouting: "Order, we have already, can't wait!" '

'Our guns thirst for blood! '

Only the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian knew in his heart that the reason why these [-] veterans appeared in such a state of excitement seemed to have been beaten to death.

All because, this time, he was right.

The so-called loyalty and daring are not about offering huge rewards, nor are they high-ranking officials and generous salaries, sex and wealth.

But a kind of trust.

One kind, indescribable, unclear, obscure...

Together with the enemy!

(End of this chapter)