Family Rise: Beginning with Grandfather

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"Has the messenger left?"

"Let's go!" the old servant replied.

Tan Jingtai stood up and paced back and forth in the yard with his hands behind his hands for a long time.

The letter was naturally sent by Yang Zhengshan.

Yang Zhengshan didn't have the habit of doing good deeds without leaving his name behind. Since he wanted to help Tan Jingtai, he naturally wanted to let Tan Jingtai know that it was his credit.

After all, Tan Jingtai will be his immediate boss in the future, and he will still need Tan Jingtai's help in many areas in the future.

"Grandpa, what's wrong? Can't you play chess anymore?"

Tan Jingtai's doubts and hesitation made his grandson who played chess with him dissatisfied.

Hearing his little grandson's voice, Tan Jingtai stopped and stared at his little grandson.

The little people are smart, well-behaved and cute.

This boy was his most beloved grandson, but it was a pity that this little grandson came too late.

"Grandpa~~" the little grandson called again.

Tan Jingtai came back to his senses and showed a kind smile: "Xiaocheng, you can play by yourself first. Grandpa still has things to deal with."

For the future of his grandson and the future of his family, he should fight.

If you don't fight, your grandson will have to start from scratch in the future. If you fight, even if you can only pull your grandson back, it will be worth it.

Thinking of this, Tan Jingtai straightened his back a lot, and the leisurely look in his eyes disappeared, replaced by two sharp gleams.

"Prepare your horses and go to the General's Mansion!"

…

Anyuan City, garrison office.

Yang Zhengshan walked from the backyard to the study room in the main hall. Zhou Ren, who had been waiting for a long time, immediately stepped forward and said: "Sir, Master Han sent someone to say that the first batch of training soldiers have completed basic training, and the second batch of soldiers will receive training the day after tomorrow. , Mr. Han wants to ask if you want to go over and take a look at it then!"

Yang Zhengshan walked into the study and said, "Well, I will go there then!"

The soldiers from the camp outside the city came to train, and Yang Zhengshan had to go there and show his face.

To let the soldiers know who feeds them, gives them drink, and spends so much time training them.

"Mr. Wu sent someone to say that Shuiquanbao has started to be renovated, but Shuiquanbao is somewhat short of money and food. He wants our government to allocate some money and food!" Zhou Ren said again.

Yang Zhengshan felt a headache when he heard the words "money and food".

Although Xu Jin had brought some food and grass for him before, the money and food of the garrison office were currently too high.

For the training of batches of soldiers, the garrison office must provide money and food. The camp outside the city should be self-sufficient in name, but in fact Yang Zhengshan has already subsidized them a lot of money and food.

Coupled with the food and salary of the garrison camp, Yang Zhengshan would not be able to support such a large stall without putting some thought into it.

It's no wonder that the former Chongshan Town declined. Without the support from above, and if the chief officer didn't have some ability, the garrison office could only follow the nonsense and couldn't do its job at all.

"Let him work first, he should have money and food after a while!" Yang Zhengshan could only say this.

The position of Songzhou Guard Commander is still vacant, and now he doesn't know who to ask for money and food.

You can't go to Wang Bin. Wang Sheng sent him a batch of food and grass years ago, and it was only a few months ago.

Then Zhou Renyou said a few things. In fact, all things boiled down to money and food.

Soldiers and armor, chariots and horses, training, people's livelihood, etc. all require money and food.

After Zhou Ren left, Ding Qiu came to the study again.

"Master!" Ding Qiu cupped his fists and saluted.

Yang Zhengshan nodded slightly, "What's going on?"

Ding Qiu has been outside for the past two days, and Yang Zhengshan has not seen him.

"Li Chunhui and the others live in the backyard of Zhizhou Yamen. Due to the tight security, we didn't find much." Ding Qiu said with some embarrassment.

They stared at Li Chunhui for two days, but found nothing.

"Nothing found?"

"No one has contacted him?"

Yang Zhengshan asked with a frown.

"Probably not, we can't enter the backyard of Zhizhou Yamen!" Ding Qiu said hesitantly.

Yang Zhengshan sighed softly.

There are specialties in the art industry.

Although Ding Qiu's strength is good, he is not good at doing this kind of tracking and monitoring.

At this time, Yang Zhengshan was a little envious of Wei Cen. Wei Cen's subordinates were all good at monitoring.

As for cultivating capable people like Ding San and Ding Si, it will definitely not work for a while.

And he doesn't know how to do it. Even though he wrote a lot about the training methods of fine craftsmen and scouts in the military training records, they are just talks on paper after all. He doesn't have much confidence in himself when it comes to cultivating secret agents.

"Go and invite Ding San over!" Yang Zhengshan pondered for a moment and said.

"Here!"

Ding San and others are cooperating with Li Chunhui and others to ransack their homes. Of course, their so-called cooperation is actually more like surveillance to prevent anyone from taking advantage of the situation.

But Ding Qiu quickly invited Ding San over.

"Greetings to Mr. Yang!" Ding San was as respectful as ever to Yang Zhengshan.

"Well, I have something to ask you!" Yang Zhengshan said with a smile: "Do you have any spies who have retired from the secret military guard?"

"Back off!" Ding San was a little confused.

Yang Zhengshan nodded, "Yes, those who were injured or had to leave the secret military guard due to other reasons."

He had no right to mobilize Ding San and the others, nor could he go to Wei Cen for everything. Moreover, Wei Cen would leave Chongshan Town in a while, so he thought about whether he could train a group of people like the Secret Military Guards himself.

You don’t need too many, a dozen will be enough.

If he encounters surveillance again in the future, he will not be without someone to use.

"Sir, those who join the Secret Guard can only die!" Ding San said calmly.

Yang Zhengshan was stunned. Damn, the Secret Guard does not allow anyone to retire!

But think about it, what kind of people are in the Secret Guard?

Death soldiers, the emperor's death soldiers.

No one knows how many insidious things they have done for the emperor in secret.

If someone leaves the Secret Guard and tells others what the Secret Guard has done, the emperor will be embarrassed.

"So, I just want to train the scouts in the army, but unfortunately I can't find a suitable instructor!" Yang Zhengshan said with some regret.

Training scouts is just an excuse, his purpose is to cultivate the power in his hands.

Ding San heard this, but he didn't doubt it.

He had read the training records written by Yang Zhengshan, and knew that there were many descriptions about spies and scouts on it, and many of them were also very useful to them.

"Well, sir, I do have a candidate, but I don't know if he is suitable?" Ding San suddenly said.

"Oh! Who?" Yang Zhengshan became interested.

Ding San hesitated, but still said: "My father!"

Yang Zhengshan looked at him in astonishment.

Most of the members of the Secret Guard are hereditary, that is, all their descendants are Secret Guards, but some are recruited or selected from outside.

For example, Wei Cen joined the Secret Guard after being selected, but from him, his descendants will all be Secret Guards.

His wife and children are all in the Secret Guard's guard station, and his children will receive training and cultivation from the Secret Guard since childhood.

"Who is your father?"

Ding San said: "My father was originally a scout of Haizhou Guard. He broke an arm in the Battle of Black Cloud Mountain more than 20 years ago. My father taught me all these skills!"

Yang Zhengshan was even more astonished. He didn't expect that Ding San's father was actually a comrade-in-arms with him.

Alas, they are all wounded soldiers who retreated from the Battle of Black Cloud Mountain.

Haizhou is located in the east of Anyuanzhou, connected to Anyuanzhou, and is the easternmost guard post in Chongshan Town.

"Is he willing to come?" Yang Zhengshan did not despise a wounded soldier, and wounded soldiers also have their strengths.

The wounded soldiers who can survive the battle of Heiyun Mountain are all capable wounded soldiers.

"Of course!" Ding San grinned.

He is the only son in the family, but he joined the Secret Guard, and he can't think of being filial to his parents in this life.

Although the treatment of the Secret Guard is very good, his parents will not live in poverty, nor will they be bullied by income, but he still wants to give his parents a stable home.

He trusts Yang Zhengshan, so he is willing to entrust his parents to Yang Zhengshan.

"Well, don't worry, as long as your father comes, my Yang family will support him for life!" Although Yang Zhengshan didn't know the situation in Ding San's family, Ding San asked his father to come, which must be because there was trouble at home.

People work for him, so he naturally has to take care of them for the rest of their lives.

In fact, regardless of whether Ding San's father can help him or not, he is willing to help Ding San.

Although the Secret Guard is an existence that everyone avoids in the officialdom, it is also very beneficial to be on good terms with several people in the Secret Guard.

This is true for Wei Cen and Ding San.

"Thank you very much, sir!" Ding San bowed and thanked him.

Yang Zhengshan quickly stood up and helped him up, smiling: "I should thank you, you also know what I want to do."

Training scouts is just a trick, how could Ding San not know?

However, Ding San did not take it to heart.

Which of those families that have been passed down for more than a hundred years does not have a group of servants and guards?

Yang Zhengshan's desire to train some capable servants is not an exception.

"My surname is Zhu, and my father's name is Zhu Shanghe. My father should be able to come here within this month!" Ding San said.

Ding San is not his name, but his number in the Secret Guard.

"Don't worry, I will prepare a place to stay in advance!" Yang Zhengshan promised.

Ding San thanked again.

After sending Ding San away, Yang Zhengshan couldn't help but feel sorry for the Secret Guards.

In front of people, the Secret Guards were so glorious that even if they were just ordinary soldiers, ordinary people would not dare to provoke them easily.

But behind people, the Secret Guards were a group of poor people locked in several shackles.

Just as Yang Zhengshan was sighing, Han Fei walked into the study.

"Sir, there is a prince outside the government office asking for an audience!"

"Prince? Did he introduce himself?"

Yang Zhengshan asked in surprise.

He is the garrison commander of Anyuan City, and not just any prince can see him.

"No, but he has several guards around him, and he looks very unusual!" Han Fei said.

Not ordinary!

If Han Fei says he is not ordinary, he must not be an ordinary prince.

Yang Zhengshan thought about it and said, "Then please come in!"