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Chapter 15 Can we start?

Nagata Haruka left the market in a sad way and quietly "housed" on a certain mountain; Jinghu sister successfully speculated in real estate and entered the new land king of Echigo Kasugayama Castle. Echigo was basically pacified and everything went on track... Except for Li Wei.

In order to thank all the people and lords who performed outstandingly in the last joint battle, on the night of entering Kasugayama Castle, all Echigo, big and small, had a nose and eyes, and held a performance meeting to thank everyone.

But this is also obvious. This thank-you meeting is not just a thank you, but also a provocation. The performance is not only the lowly artists on the stage, but also the "noble people" off the stage.

Those who stand in the wrong team naturally cannot miss the only chance to perform. Although Sister Jing Hu is generous and bypasses a large number of right-leaning opportunistic reactionaries, these may be just temporary, just to let her brother Qingjing go.

It's just a temporary solution to trigger civil strife. If these guys who were on the wrong team did not express their loyalty at the first time, they might be able to use a banner like "three against five against the five against the two, five against the other" in the future to kill these two, five against the other, and the other against the bones. At that time, they would really be crying without tears.

It's right.

So, these original Qingjing reactionaries were ready to memorize the lines that indicated that they had no relationship with the Qingjing reactionaries. Most people may think it was not enough, so they wrote another article with "

Song of Jinghu", "the flag, leader, helmsman of the long-tail family!" "Women can hold half of the sky" and so on.

Various gifts piled up into hills.

"Lord." Li Wei walked into the Tianshou Pavilion in Kasugayama City with another pile of letters. Speaking of which, the Tianshou Pavilion in Kasugayama City is much taller than that in Tochio City. Today, he enjoyed the "sense of up and down" more than ten times, which was simply torture.

A wry smile: "This is another pile of letters from the 'surrender faction'."

Sister Jing Hu leaned on a table and looked up. She saw the letter in Li Wei's hand holding and frowned. She said in disgust: "Take it away!"

"...Isn't you even reading this time?" Li Wei hurriedly said: "At least, I know who wrote it..."

"It's useless! The more you read, the more useless it becomes! If you read too much, it will only make me disgusted." Sister Jing Hu put down all kinds of documents that were really useful in her hand, shook her wrist and said, "They only know how to flatter her, but they just want to blame her brother and Master Zhengjing.

Humph, they are all a bunch of scum that is only worthy of being called fence-breasted grass, but the wind here is a little harder."

"You can't say that." Li Wei blinked, and then threw the letter in his hand aside without hesitation: "They are all forced, and people are forced out. They are not only worthy of being fence-branded, but only being fence-branded.

There is a problem that most people in the world cannot avoid.”

"…'"It's not just a wise man who has his heart, everyone has it. A wise man can do not have a muslim ear." Finally, Jing Hujie summarized it with a sentence from Mencius. I hope that Li Wei, a Ming Dynasty man, could be speechless. Unfortunately, Li Wei was not reading it at all.

The man who wrote a sage.

"So, you can't treat a bunch of fence-bearing grass as sages, right?" Li Wei smiled and relaxed the girl in front of him: "Sage, basically everything is hard. The Confucius and the Sage (Mencius) I know are both depressed.

Life."

When Sister Jing Hu was stunned when she heard the other party disrespectful to the saint's remarks, she asked, "Zhongren, are you really from the Ming Dynasty?"

"Of course!" Li Wei looked like a "best man, a true man in the blood" expression, which was beyond doubt.

"Then why... forget it." Thinking of the other party's appearance that he hardly cared about all the worldly rituals, Jing Hu was too lazy to teach him to respect the saints, otherwise he would be struck by lightning: "Is there anything else?"

"Of course there is." Just stop sending me downstairs, and pressing on the elevator is almost the same: "Although we are in trouble now, we must also grasp the top priority! The rules and regulations of the country and the country (national socialism) can be implemented!"

"Oh? Tell me more clearly!"

"Strong economic backing, developed agricultural planting, and stable social system are not as important as an army in troubled times." Li Wei, who has experienced the test of life and death, couldn't help but feel scared. On the battlefield, he urgently hoped to see a powerful one, the most important thing.

The troops that he didn't need to draw his sword and desperately appeared: "The regularization of the army is imminent, and soldiers and peasants must be separated! This will not only improve the combat effectiveness of the army, but also leave vitality for our future implementation of internal political reforms."

"Well, you're right." Sister Jing Hu nodded: "Separation of soldiers and farmers...? What do you have specific opinions? Let's talk about it more specifically."

"Yes, my simple opinion is: it is best not to put the training of soldiers into the hands of a general. This will lead to "the soldiers recognize the general but do not recognize the emperor", but what if they do the opposite?"

"Do it the opposite? Wouldn't the soldiers be trained enough?"

“It’s right.”

"To you!" Sister Jing Hu grabbed the fan in her hand and gave it to Li Wei. Although it didn't hurt, it was a warning: "Did you only talk a little nonsense after talking for a long time?"

"Hi, hi, hi, hi, hi, hi." Li Wei rubbed his head and said that he had been too excited again. It seems that Sister Jing Hu really has the temperament of a feline. She usually just makes her laugh. If it goes too far, it will be stumbled: "We must curb the generals, we must build a

Establish a brand new force! This force must be fully obedient to the Lord while being able to complete the general mission..."

"Tell the point!" Lift the fan.

"We must send "political commissars" to be inserted into each team, and do whatever manpower and material resources. More than one political commissar who is absolutely loyal to us will be inserted into local troops!"

"Nonsense!" After hearing Li Wei's words, Sister Jing Hu was furious and gave Li Wei a folding fan on the spot: "Do you have to come up with such a bad idea? Although I don't know much about the history of the Ming Dynasty, I also know that one of the reasons for the demise of the Song Dynasty is that he

Our army actually sent eunuchs to supervise or even command the army! Even if such a person is loyal, he will only cause trouble!"

"You are right." Li Wei didn't dare to refute. What dare you say about an angry big cat? So he said kindly before he dared to say: "But, the people we arranged must not be concerned about military actions.

His name is 'Political Commissar'! He must only work hard on 'literature'."

"...You continued to say that the more I listened, the more confused I became. What text does the soldiers need?"

"What soldiers need most is literature!" This is the bloody and tears lesson of Taizu's work behind enemy lines in N years. You Japanese will know in the future: "Dare you ask the soldiers why they are fighting?"

"Of course, it is forced to be recruited, or they will eat food and earn military pay." Sister Jing Hu replied without hesitation.

"Oh..." Li Wei sighed, unable to argue with the ancients: "No, no! My lord, Lord Jinghu! Think about it, why are you fighting?"

"I? Of course I am fighting for righteousness... Could it be that you also want the soldiers to fight for righteousness? How easy is this?"

"Yes, not all." Li Wei said temptingly: "Let them fight for nothingness... I'm sorry. Fighting for the sacred but invisible truth seems to be harder for them, but letting them fight for themselves

It's OK? We must let the political commissar say to them every day: 'You fight to defend your hometown from invasion', 'Fight to the wife and children behind you're not killed', 'Fight to the land in your home not being killed!'

After that, we can also sublimate and add some ideas of loyalty to the lord, such as: Lord Jinghu is the red sun in our hearts, Lord Jinghu is the patron saint of the common people who come to the world! Lord Jinghu is the greatest, she will always be

Correct, those who understand must be implemented, and those who do not understand must deepen their understanding in execution! The sailors rely on the helmsman to sail, and Lord Jinghu is our red sun..."

"Stop it, the more you say it, the more outrageous you become, the more disgusting you become." Sister Jing Hu obviously has never read the quotes, nor has she traveled to later generations. Of course, she has never heard of this kind of high-purity and intensive flattery: "Why are you even more disgusting than those letters? Let's talk about these things.

Does it work?"

"Of course it works. If it is something else, I may not be able to guarantee it, but if it is Lord Jinghu, I have one thousandth of confidence!" As he said that, Li Wei also remembered the courage of Sister Jinghu to charge and lead the way on the battlefield.

The most amazing heroic figure: "Because you really have indescribable charm, you are simply the Ji (female) martial god on the battlefield! You truly bless the soldiers on the battlefield with strategy and courage..."

"Okay, stop talking." Sister Jing Hu was obviously a little embarrassed, but she shook the fan and avoided this topic. Li Wei obviously did not dare to say anything more: "Middleman, I understand what you said. Are you saying that the 'political commissar' is just managing the soldiers' thoughts and prescribe the right medicine. Let them be loyal to me instead of their subordinate generals?"

"Yes! Of course, there must be various corresponding welfare and reward systems. For example, if you support the widows of the dead, let them work hard, and gather the soldiers' families to let them either farm or do something else, they will really not betray..."

"Well... it's very interesting, what you said is really interesting!" He leaned on his face with one hand and held the other hand on the edge of the desk beneath him, and his fingers kept hitting the table. Sister Jing Hu's smile became stronger and stronger: "Your method is indeed feasible! I will experiment in the small army for a while now!"
Chapter completed!
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