003:Pan farm
After the Double Ninth Festival, the weather turns cooler.
The military system says: each team has 50 people, with one team leader, and 10 teams are led by a general and one person holding a banner.
A banner is a kind of flag. Ten teams of 500 soldiers get a banner, so these 500 people are commonly known as "a banner", and the general who leads a banner is also called "the leader of the banner".
The leader of the banner is not a high-ranking official.
Senior generals are basically monopolized by aristocratic families, and middle-level generals are mostly children of high-ranking families. A few outstanding generals from the bottom may also be among them through their own efforts and a little luck.
As for the first level of the banner, if it is not a private army, but a military system of the court, there are fewer children of aristocratic families, and most of them are ordinary people.
But ordinary people are also divided into levels. If nothing unexpected happens, the leaders of the banners are mostly the private plots of local tyrants in the countryside. The reason is also very simple. Their network of relationships is well-developed, and their children have better martial arts education resources. The starting point is different, and the competitiveness is naturally very strong.
The candidate for the new leader was finally determined, and it was Mi Huang, the Protector General of the Sikong Mansion.
According to Shao Xun's observation, Mi Huang's ability was limited and he was not a very suitable candidate for the leader.
This can be seen from daily training. All the content is rote and mechanical. He has no military experience at all and is not familiar with the basic situation of the whole flag. There is no way to talk about targeted training.
Sima Yue has too few available people. And he is suspicious and unwilling to hand over the flag soldiers to outsiders. He only wants to tap the potential within Donghai, and finally it becomes like this.
After ten days, more than ten of the old men died in training, and Mi Huang finally realized that something was wrong.
He organized the young and strong into three teams as the "elite" of the flag.
The elderly and children were also organized into separate teams, and at the same time, the Sikong was requested to select guards to serve as officers at all levels. In such a situation, Shao Xun and several trusted sergeants of this squad were actually promoted to the positions of team leader and squad leader, although they were only leading a group of children.
On September 15, a long team was heading east on the dilapidated post road.
Along the way, the autumn wind was rustling, and the sky was high and the clouds were light.
Shao Xun carefully watched the soldiers in the team. The youngest was seven to eight years old, and the oldest was sixteen to seventeen years old. Each of them was full of curiosity and fatigue.
It may not be a good thing to change from the squad leader of the Sikong Mansion to a "summer camp teacher". But dialectically speaking, everything has its pros and cons. If there is an opportunity to manage it - this is very important - it can also turn bad things into good things.
It depends on whether God gives him this opportunity.
"...Wang Bao is innocent. Although he was killed, the King of Qi and the King of Changsha are afraid that they will also tear their faces apart."
"The disaster is not far away... I just don't know which side the lord will choose."
Two horses came side by side, and intermittent voices reached his ears.
Shao Xun ordered his soldiers to maintain formation while listening with his ears perked up.
Wang Bao was very famous in Luoyang. He was the chief clerk of the powerful Sima and King of Qi Sima Jiong. How could he be killed?
(Wang Bao was a native of Shunyang (now Liguanqiao Town, Xichuan County, Henan Province) in the Western Jin Dynasty. He was initially a deputy governor of Yuzhou. When Sima Jiong (jiǒng), the king of Qi, was the Grand Marshal, he was appointed as the chief clerk. He wrote to Sima Jiong, the king of Qi, urging him to divide Shaanxi with the king of Chengdu and to expel all the vassal kings to avoid unexpected disasters. After the king of Changsha read the letter, he falsely accused Wang Bao of alienating his flesh and blood and urged Sima Jiong, the king of Qi, to kill him. In the end, Sima Jiong accepted the advice of the king of Changsha and killed Wang Bao. Before his death, Wang Bao shouted: "Hang my head at the gate of the Grand Marshal to see the troops attacking Qi!" Everyone thought it was unjust.)
The sound of horse hooves approached, but it was the military advisor Dai Yuan and the left Sima Liu Qia.
"I heard that before Wang Bao died, he shouted that his head would be hung at the gate of the Grand Marshal, and he wanted to watch the foreign army attack the Qi Wang(king of qi) Mansion."
"In fact, Wang Bao is talented and the strategy he proposed is quite feasible, but the Qi Wang is stupid."
"This is a good thing. If the strategy proposed by Wang Bao is really followed, the kings will leave the capital, and Luoyang will be completely controlled by the Qi Wang."
"The Qi Wang hasn't said anything yet, but the lord is a little scared and dare not leave his followers in the capital."
"Where is the Changsha Wang?"
"It is said that he kept more than a hundred followers, and the rest were all sent out of the city."
"He is strong. However, using Wang Bao to exchange for the followers and warriors of the kings to leave the capital is not a loss."
"Wang Bao is a great talent. The King of Qi's behavior may chill the hearts of scholars."
"Who cares! Spend more time these days. Most of the people in the King of Qi's mansion have left, so it is a good time to recruit them. Wang Cheng was born in Taiyuan and became famous when he was young. Danyang Ji Zhan is one of the five talents in Jiangdong..."
The voices faded away.
Shao Xun looked at their backs, silent.
He turned his head to look at the people in his own team and the neighboring team, almost no one was interested.
This is the Western Jin Dynasty!
There is a reason why the aristocratic families monopolize all kinds of resources. Not only because of power and connections, but more importantly, they have knowledge.
Dai Yuan and Liu Qia dared to talk about these sensitive things on the road. To put it bluntly, they didn't treat them as human beings, right?
Almost everyone is illiterate, ignorant, slow-witted, without any experience, unable to think effectively, and only has a superficial understanding of the general situation in the world. Even if you tell him confidential things in person, he can't analyze them well.
In this day and age, if you don't use talents from aristocratic families, who else can you use?
The team continued to move forward and arrived at a semi-abandoned farm before nightfall.
The manor was overgrown with weeds, foxes and rats, and looked very desolate.
"This is Pan farm, which originally belonged to Pan Yue, the Imperial Court Minister." Team 4 leader Wu Qian opened his eyes and searched for something in the courtyard. After a moment, he showed his disappointment and cursed in annoyance: "The bastards who confiscated the property didn't leave anything behind, they took it all away."
Shao Xun looked at him with amusement. He always thought that the old man Wu had a bad name. Isn't Wu Qian "poor"? No wonder he looked so sad all day long, as if everyone owed him a few hundred yuan.
After listening to Wu Qian's words, he roughly understood the origin of Pan farm.
Two years ago, Zhao Wang(king of zhao) Sima Lun(司马伦) captured and killed Pan Yue(潘岳), exterminated his three clans, and confiscated his property, including the Pan family's house and garden in Luoyang City and the farm outside the city.
The officials who confiscated the property were all veterans, so how could they leave you any treasures?
"Wu Qian, if you have the courage, you can go and rob people, and you will be rich and worry-free." Team leader Yang Bao passed by, laughed twice, and walked by arrogantly.
Behind him followed fifty soldiers, most of whom were strong and strong, holding spears and spears, looking like they were serious.
Shao Xun glanced at him with a smile on his lips.
Yang Bao caught his gaze sharply and shuddered subconsciously. Then he thought of the soldiers behind him, looked at Shao Xun provocatively, and left.
Mi Huang divided the whole army into ten teams. Teams one, two, and three were mostly children and teenagers, and Shao Xun was the leader of the first team; teams four, five, six, and seven were mostly old people, and Wu Qian was the leader of the fourth team, who was fifty years old this year; teams eighty, nine, and ten were strong and strong, and Yang Bao was the leader of the eighth team.
"Yang Bao deserves to be punished. Shao Langjun1 beat him a few more times and he will be honest." Wu Qian grinned with his toothless mouth and laughed.
"Private fighting is prohibited in the army." Shao Xun replied.
"Captain Shao, you are being polite." Wu Qian said dissatisfiedly: "Last month, under the big locust tree, you beat Yang Bao and Qin San down by yourself. Yang Bao was fine, but Qin San knelt down and begged for mercy, right?"
Shao Xun was stunned. He didn't expect the news to spread so quickly.
But this is not a big deal.
Before the conscription, all the people in their group were peasant soldiers. With his current martial arts foundation, it is easy for him to defeat Yang Bao and Qin San. In addition, although military law strictly prohibits private fighting, to be honest, this kind of thing has never been rare. It would be strange if a group of grown men got together for years and months without fighting.
"You beat well, you beat well." Wu Qian smiled and said, "You will have a greater hope of being promoted to an officer in the future. Don't forget to take care of me when the time comes."
"Why are you talking about something that doesn't exist?" Shao Xun shook his head and said.
"Hey, you can't say that." Wu Qian said, "No one from aristocratic family would be willing to be a low-level military general. You don't need to know any military tactics, just one thing: you have to be brave and have outstanding martial arts. Among us, there are only a few who have hope. My lord, you should beat up Yang Bao and the others more often and make a name for yourself in the army. When the governor is appointed in the future, you will be the first one considered by the superiors."
Shao Xun did not comment.
In fact, who doesn't want to be promoted? This is a world with clear classes. With each higher level, you enjoy more resources. Not to mention that this will be a chaotic world, and the fate of the bottom soldiers is cannon fodder. Although low-level officers are also cannon fodder, what if they continue to climb up? Climbing to the ceiling of the flag owner, life security will be much more.
"But-" Wu Qian looked around, quietly came over, and whispered: "I heard that Yang Bao is a relative of Sima Liu, and he may use shady tricks. Shao Langjun should be more careful."
"Liu Qia?" Shao Xun frowned and said puzzledly.
"It's Liu Qia." Wu Qian nodded heavily and said.
"How can a military household marry an outsider? Is it a mistake?" Shao Xun asked puzzledly.
The soldiers are the sons of the military families.
They can only marry within the family and cannot marry outside.
In fact, it is not just the soldiers. The whole society has this situation to some extent, that is, the so-called "endogamy", which means that they can only marry people of equal status.
The treatment of military households is very poor. In peacetime, they have to contribute most of their income to the court while farming. In wartime, they have to fight and their lives are unpredictable. Therefore, many people are unwilling to be soldiers, and the daughters of military families also want to marry outside the family to get rid of their military household status.
During the reign of Sima Yan, Emperor Wu of Jin, because the control was loose for a while, a large number of women from military households married outside the family and married ordinary civilians. After hearing about it, the court ordered rectification, taking these women away from their husbands and assigning them to the bachelors of the military families as wives, which caused the largest official NTR behavior in the history of the Western Jin Dynasty.
The strictness of the law can be seen from this.
"There are always exceptions." Wu Qian smiled, but the smile looked a little bitter, and he didn't know what he was thinking of.
Shao Xun patted his shoulder and sighed.
The "caste system" of the Jin Dynasty, good, wonderful.
If I don't smash this shit, won't I have to marry a woman from a military household?
He recalled the women from military households he had seen before, and he was even more speechless.
"With your physique, martial arts, and knowledge, it's a pity that you don't become a governor." Wu Qian muttered and walked away quickly.