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Chapter 90 Sweet Potatoes

On the way back to Xuanfu, there were nearly a hundred cavalry on their way, and two burly men were following him. General Zhenshuo's face kept a mysterious silly smile on his face.

Ma is expensive!

Ma Gui was sent to him by Ma Fang!

Ma Fang gave away a full set of people. Ma Gui was a guerrilla general in Xinpingbao, Datong. In the past, he had been a guerrilla general in Xuanfu; his brother Ma Jin was the deputy general of Xinpingbao, also known as the deputy general.

However, the value of this deputy general is different from that of Chen Mu's previous deputy general in Changzhen. He is a local general, with only more than 800 people in the headquarters.

The procedures for transferring people are the same. After Chen and Ma told Governor Wang Chonggu in person, Chen Mu issued an order to the Ministry of War. The procedures for the Ministry of War were transferred back to Xuanfu, and Chen Mu sent them to Datong again, even if the matter of the two people's transfer was completed.

In his name, he is co-organized by the martial arts lecture hall.

After the spring plowing, Xuanfu suddenly became lively and with sufficient labor, the construction of the Military Equipment Bureau was very fast. In a blink of an eye, houses were built along the river, hydraulic forging and sawing workshops were built. Some craftsmen were involved in the workpiece making, and more craftsmen also came from all over the place.

The craftsmen were amazed by Chen Mu's wonderful ideas. Only when kiln makers and blacksmiths could design better iron smelting furnaces, brick factories and weaving factories were also put into construction. In addition, even the martial arts lecture hall located in the north of Xuanfu City was also put into construction.

After the busy farming season, the huge manpower of Wanquandushi invested in the construction outside Xuanfu. General Chen invisibly raised the status of craftsmen. As designers, teachers and supervisors, they led military officials to build martial arts lecture halls and military weapons bureaus, and the entire Xuanfu was in full swing.

"Ming Gong, this... is not easy to pick!"

Zhao Shizhen's face was extremely distressed. On the table in front of him were piled up with manuscripts, all of which were large characters written by Chen Mu.

Chen Mu wrote dozens of large characters, intending to make plaques and seal stone carvings. In calligraphy, he could not believe in his own aesthetics, so he asked Zhao Shizhen to select the best one from his own ink treasures and hand them over to craftsmen to carve plaques and stone tablets.

This is obviously a chore for Zhao Shizhen.

Chen Mu leaned against the window and pressed the tobacco into the short pipe, glanced at Zhao Shizhen, "Pick it quickly!"

Of course, he knew that his writing was simply unbearable to Zhao Shizhen, but the plaque and stone carvings must be written in his own handwriting, and it will be for future generations to see it in hundreds of years!

Barely, Zhao Shizhen picked out a pair. Just as Deng Zilong came to report the reason, he smiled when he saw the book being held by Zhao Shizhen. While looking at it, he said to Chen Mu: "General, Li Dan is here, and Yang Yinglong is also with him. He is going to study in the Imperial College... Xuanfu Martial Arts and Army Academy? General, this word is more than better than Xiangshan Shipyard!"

Chen Mu smelled the pipe, put it back on his waist bag, looked at Deng Zilong with satisfaction and said, "Changji, look at our general Wuqiao's eyesight!"

Zhao Shizhen suddenly realized and bowed to Chen Mu, "General, why don't you write another book and send it to Xiangshan and replace the plaque of the shipyard."

"If you don't change, don't change anything, future generations will see Chen's calligraphy progress." Chen Mu raised his hand to reject Zhao Shizhen's proposal and asked Deng Zilong: "You just said that Dan'er and Yang Yinglong came here? Where are they?"

As he said that, Chen Mu turned his head to Zhao Shizhen and said, "That's it. Ask someone to make a plaque and carve stones. In the future, this will be the sign of Xuanfu Martial Arts Hall!"

The second general walked out of the study one after another. Zhao Shizhen sighed helplessly, squeezed his eyes and looked at Mobao in his hand, and quickly rolled it up and clamped it on his side and followed it out.

When he walked out of the study, Zhao Shizhen clenched his fists. He decided that his first priority was to help General Chen practice his calligraphy well!

"Why is this martial arts lecture hall called the martial arts lecture army school?"

Deng Zilong asked while walking that the Army was not a new word. The Jin book mentioned the Army, which was opposite to the Navy. As an old subordinate who went north from Guangdong, Deng Zilong obviously heard Chen Mu's implicit voice and asked, "What does the general mean is that there will be a Wushu Academy in the future?"

"Nail Master? No, no, no."

"We need to use the Navy and Martial Arts School." Chen Mu walked in front and was full of enthusiasm. "The Xuanfu Martial Arts School was piloted. As long as there was no major problem, I will submit a memorial to build the Guangzhou Martial Arts School in Guangdong, and Tianjin Martial Arts School in Tianjin Martial Arts School. Now is the time for the cabinet ministers to make progress. Most promising memorials can be implemented freely, which is incomparable at any time."

Just in April this year, Gao Gong submitted a memorial to the court, asking every year to send special talents to the ministers to see the past, the current situation is to see the world, the number of money and grains, the number of soldiers and horses, the number of equipment, other methods of military farming and salt, and the number of things to expand. Understand the reward, if there is any increase compared to the past, it will be rewarded with the same merit as the previous wartime capture and killing; if it is only maintained in the past, the crime will be punished if it is missed.

Emperor Longqing's approval means that from now on, all local officials in the Ming Dynasty must conduct performance appraisals. Gao Gong was able to propose this, which shows his extraordinary talent.

When Chen Mu saw Gao Gong's memorial in the residence newspaper, he wrote a convenient and standardized performance evaluation standard. This was not from his wisdom but from his experience in different eras. However, after thinking about it, Chen Mu did not send this letter to Gao Gong.

He put it away.

Gao Gong has a bad temper, a slightly narrow mind, and a very high self-esteem. Of course, he has a very high self-esteem talent, but at this time Chen Mu believes that giving him a more standardized performance appraisal is not a good choice.

Mr. Gao was happy because of this memorial, so why bother Gao Ge Lao's happiness?

When he was about to reach the school, Chen Mu thoughtfully said to Deng Zilong: "We haven't stayed in the north for long. The court sent the Jinyiwei to Malacca. When the Jinyiwei came back, it was time for us to go to Southeast Asia."

Li Dan came at the right time, and Chen Mu had his next step to do.

"Greetings to your foster father!"

Outside the school grounds, Li Dan brought a dozen men who were looking for life in the sea and were waiting next to the convoy. The convoy was Yang Yinglong, and the ones standing next to the car were showing the nine Miao soldiers of the Yang family, each with a strong spirit, and a long and large crossbow was slapped casually, as if they were afraid that others would not see the momentum.

Seeing that Chen Mu came, Li Dan gave a big gift, Chen Mu hurriedly pulled up and said, "Get up quickly, I haven't seen you for a year! It's dark and strong, I've added a few scars to fight with people in Luzon?"

Li Dan's young face had traces of wind and sun, especially her skin became much darker, and the rolled-up sleeves revealed the old scar on her arms, which was not before. Chen Mu could feel that the pirate-like aura on her adopted son was heavy.

"The adoptive father was joking. If you fight the Tatars in Baoding, that's a war. The child is just a small fight. With the adoptive father, it's much easier to do anything at sea."

Li Dan said as he clasped his fists and whispered: "The child has fulfilled his mission and brought sweet potatoes back from Luzon. When he came, he was only Teng's seedlings, but now he has roots."

Chen Mu nodded with satisfaction, and looked around in the car room, thinking that he had come over. Where did Yang Yinglong run away? Turning his head and seeing a young man in green shirt poking his head and tiptoing at the gate of the school grounds, looking inside, and turning around, he still turned around and raised his hand and smirked: "Hey! I'm practicing soldiers!"
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