Because of Xiao Shilang's selfishness, the entire court became a mess of porridge. However, these disturbances did not affect Jingshao's military camp very much, because they were going to go out in a few days, and the camp was busy with internal affairs.
Because the court had not completed the investigation of the case, the group of officials who seized their property first were just scumbags and could not plug the gap in the army. Emperor Hongzheng asked the treasury to allocate another silver tael to fill the vacancy in the army.
The army's account suddenly surplus a lot of money, and someone needs to quickly take over to rectify it, but Mu Hanzhang is only a sacrificial wine, and he has no power to manage this.
Zhao Meng suggested that Jing Shao raise him as a military division general, but Mu Hanzhang declined to say that he had just entered the military camp and could not hold the position. In the end, a compromise was made, and a military advisor was appointed as a general. Although he is a general in the military division, he can manage military affairs and cannot command the military division, but now there are no other advisers in the army, and the power given by this position is enough.
The Ministry of Households had no time to send new clerks, so Mu Hanzhang promoted several literate soldiers to serve as clerks. A few days ago, he asked clearly. Those clerks were arrogant, and most of the soldiers asked people they knew to write on their behalf. He wrote down the names that were mentioned one by one, and now they are all called to the middle account. Let them write, and finally leave eight literacy and will also settle accounts.
"Do you understand the accounts that each of you is responsible for?" Mu Hanzhang put away the books in the book and asked the eight people in the audience. Accounting in the military is relatively simple. He chose a method of bookkeeping that is studious and relatively meticulous. After teaching them all day, he must have learned almost the same.
"Understood!" The eight replied angrily.
"The strategist teaches so well that even those who are illiterate can learn it." Wang Er said with a smile. When he saw the strategist with a meal, he thought that this man was just a pedant and was of little use in the army, but now, only a few Today, this gentleman has a high reputation in the army, and he is transferred to be a secretary, so he doesn't have to do the hard work of carrying rice and burning fire, but he is willing to do so.
Mu Hanzhang nodded slightly: "Hand over the ledger to me at the end of every ten days, and ask me if there is anything you don't understand. If it's not important or important, you don't have to ask, you can do it yourself. make a decision."
When several people heard this, they were all overjoyed. Since then, not only did they save a lot of trouble, but this little power can also bring a lot of benefits.
"However, the ugly words are in front. If there are those who dare to embezzle the army's salaries or hide the seriousness of the matter and do not report it, they will be dealt with by military law, and there will be no mercy!" Mu Hanzhang lowered his face and said solemnly.
"Yes!" The few people hurriedly saluted, they were reluctant to throw away this good job, and naturally they wouldn't lose their heads for some petty gain.
After those people dispersed, Mu Hanzhang rubbed his brows a little tiredly. The expedition was imminent, and the army had to deal with a lot of things. There was no secretary these days, and the accounts were messy. It took him a day to settle the accounts yesterday. Shun.
"Young master, is you tired?" Yun Song came in to deliver tea, and when he saw Mu Hanzhang's tiredness, he couldn't help but be a little worried.
"It's okay," Mu Hanzhang shook his head and handed a piece of paper to Yun Song, "You can go back to the palace tomorrow to get all these things."
"Yes." Yun Song put the piece of paper in his arms, and seeing that Mu Hanzhang had something to deal with, he withdrew.
"Yunsong," Jing Shao, who came back from training, stopped his servant, "you go to another courtyard tomorrow and tell Ren Feng to bring everyone I want."
"Yes," Yun Song hesitated for a while, "but the young master explained that the young man will go back to the manor tomorrow to get something."
"That's it," Jing Shao pondered for a moment, "then go get something, and go to another courtyard the day after tomorrow."
"Yes," Yun Song responded, secretly saying that in the prince's heart, the matter of the princess was more important than himself, so he added one more sentence, "Those newly elected secretaries have already returned, and the young master seems to be a little tired."
Hearing this, Jing Shao frowned, lifted the curtain and walked in, only to see that his princess was still busy in front of the case.
"Why haven't you finished your work yet?" Jing Shao walked over and put him in his arms.
Mu Hanzhang struggled: "Wait a minute, I'll finish this." After he finished speaking, he wrote a few more lines on the booklet before putting down his pen, rubbing his aching shoulders, and glanced at the broad chest behind him. Can't stop relying on it.
Jing Shao hooked his lips, touched the tired face of the man in his arms, and hugged him up to make him more comfortable: "The accounts are not all shared, why are you still busy?"
"Soldiers in the army send letters to the outside world every month, but these family letters are likely to be used to deliver news, and some of them are even unintentional," Mu Hanzhang showed him a letter, which said that it was in the suburbs of Beijing. In the military camp, the food has become better in recent days, and I have eaten beef. "If these contents are seen by the enemy, they will know the location of the army and find the source of some special ingredients, which is very dangerous."
Jing Shao nodded. Before sending out letters in the military, there are usually special people to check them, but there are always omissions, and things like beef are generally not noticed.
"I wrote a letter to review the charter, and listed all the things that could not be written in. You see what else you need to add. Write it down together, and let them transcribe it a few times and send it to the secretary." Mu Hanzhang The charter that had just been written was handed to him.
Jing Shao took the charter but didn't read it, just looked down at the person in his arms.
"What's wrong?" Mu Hanzhang looked at him puzzled.
"I'm thinking about what kind of blessings I have accumulated in my last life to have you with me." Jing Shao looked at him without a trace of teasing in his eyes. He was seriously thinking about what he did in his last life. Treat him so kindly, let him live again.
Mu Hanzhang looked at his serious eyes, and slowly raised his lips: "If I can have a good person like you, I am the deep blessing."
The two looked at each other deeply, and they could see each other's cherishing and admiration in each other's eyes. They couldn't help but slowly approached and kissed each other's lips gently.
"Counselor!" Zhao Meng suddenly opened the curtain, and before he came in, he called out loudly.
The two who had just met separated hurriedly, Mu Hanzhang sat up straight and looked down at the account book on the table, while Jing Shao stared at Zhao Meng through gritted teeth.
"Your Highness is here too!" General Zhao raised his head to greet him, and sat down carelessly on the chair next to him.
"General, why are you running so fast, and you don't wait for me!" The right guards also ran in loudly, followed by the steady left guards.
"You come here at this time, but what's the matter?" Mu Hanzhang put down the wolf pen he was pretending to hold, and looked up at the three of them.
Zhao Meng touched his beard and winked at the right guard: "You say it!"
"Ah, we discussed it. The days in the army have suddenly gotten better in the past two days, so I just want to buy something new... Why are you dragging me?" Right Hujun was talking happily when he was suddenly dragged by Zuo Hujun.
"Hey, why are you so wordy," Zhao Meng said dissatisfiedly, "Let me tell you, it's really inconvenient for the strategist to live in the king's tent with the prince. Now that there is money in the account, we must quickly buy a better tent for the strategist. "General Zhao felt that the strategist was now in charge of the accounts himself, and he would definitely be embarrassed to offer to spend money for himself, so he pulled the left and right guards to persuade him.
When Jing Shao heard the words, the alarm bell rang loudly. Now that they live together for several days, they can't eat in their mouths. Wouldn't it be worse if they sleep separately! Yaxing's mood suddenly became worse after being disturbed, and he said coldly, "The strategist doesn't know how to use martial arts. If there are assassins, wouldn't they have no power to fight back? This king thinks it's good to live in the king's tent."
"How can there be any assassins in the military camp, and even if there are assassins, they will assassinate the lord, and there will be no military divisions. They want me to tell the king to stay in the tent... Oh, what are you pinching me for!" The right guard said half, Zuo Hujun pinched his waist suddenly, he couldn't help turning his head and shouting.
"The tent has to be prepared. Since ancient times, there has been no reason for military advisors to live in the king's tent." Mu Hanzhang glanced at Jingshao's obviously blue face, and couldn't help but smile, "But it will start in three days. Now, if you set up a tent, you have to move the tent to another place.
Hearing this, Jing Shao's face improved a little, and he waved away the three who had nothing to do with making up their minds.
"Jun Qing, do you really want to build another tent?" When everyone left, Jing Shao hugged his princess unhappy.
"I'm your military adviser now, not a princess. If you don't want to be criticized, you still have to do enough on the surface." Mu Hanzhang patted his head on his shoulder.
"Then don't we have to sleep separately!" Jing Shao protested dissatisfiedly.
"Well," Mu Hanzhang nodded, looking at Jing Shao's crying face, he couldn't help pinching his cheek, "However, the prince can go to the minister's tent at night to discuss the military situation."
"Yes, why didn't I think of it!" Jing Shao couldn't help but light up when he heard the words, and pulled Mu Hanzhang to get up, "Let's go, let's go back to the king's tent to discuss for a while!"
The next day, Yun Song went back to the palace and brought all the things Mu Hanzhang wanted.
There are a lot of things, but they are all small objects, so it doesn't cost much. Jing Shao leaned over curiously and saw a jasper flute at a glance.
"Junqing, you know how to play the flute!" He had never seen this thing used before, and Jing Shao took the flute back and forth curiously.
"I learned it when I was a child. The qin is too heavy and it gets in the way of marching, but this flute can be taken with you," Mu Hanzhang explained, "If you are short of money on the road, you can take it as your own."
Jing Shao paused for a moment when he played with the jade flute. Don't literati and writers cherish their qin flute very much? Why is my princess so special...
In the blink of an eye, the day of the expedition arrived, and the soldiers were in high spirits and ready to go. They are the elite in the hands of the prince, and the rest of the army will rush to the southwest from various places one after another, and finally meet at the border of the southwest fief three hundred miles away.
Yun Song said goodbye to Mu Hanzhang and returned to the palace. He originally thought that he would have to do all the daily chores himself in the future, but unexpectedly Jingshao brought him a maid, and this maid was none other than the ghost nine knives. Ge Ruoyi, who has been learning hidden weapons for months!
The author has something to say: Military division level:
"Sacrificial wine for military advisors" is a general military advisor, staff advisor, and has no military authority;
"Central Military Division" and "Military Division Zhonglang General" are chiefs of staff and have some military power;
The "general of military division" is the chief of the general staff, responsible for organizing and leading the military construction of the whole army and the leader of organizing and directing the military operations of the whole army. (This was invented during the Three Kingdoms period and used it, quack quack)