Rebirth at the turn of the Zhou and Sui dynasties

Chapter 120
Because of the slow movement of the third battalion, Cui Che was unable to form a team for a long time, so he punished all the soldiers of the third battalion and joined in himself.

Wang Qing, the chief officer of the second battalion, shouted to his soldiers:
"The captain begged for an annual salary for us, and I was exempted from tax and labor. We have received his great favor, and we will not be able to repay it in ten thousand deaths! Now that the captain is punishing himself, how can we stay out of it!"

All the soldiers under his command responded and followed Wang Qing to participate. Seeing this, Qin Qiong and Zhou Kan also joined the team running in circles.

Originally, Cui Che only punished the third battalion, but now the four battalions are moving together, which also allows Cui Che to see the formation of team cohesion as he wished.

The third battalion's actions were slow. Naturally, the chief officer Zhang Heng was ordered by Cui Che to do so on purpose.

And the impassioned speech of Wang Qing, the chief officer of the Second Battalion, was also deliberately arranged by Brother Che. In order to achieve his goal, he used to use this kind of trick.

After the punishment, the chief officers of the four battalions each led their subordinates to conduct drills. The salt soldiers had just been formed, and they were not in a hurry to learn fighting skills.

Near noon, following Cui Che's order, the fourth battalion of salt soldiers assembled again.

Cui Che was still standing on the high platform, but there were buckets of food under the high platform.

"Exercising is hard work, how can we not fill our stomachs, from today onwards, we should eat three meals a day!"

After Cui Che finished speaking, the whole army cheered thunderously.

In ancient times, the saying of two meals a day was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, but the three-meal system has also existed for a long time, not to mention Cui Che and other nobles, farmers would also have an extra meal at noon when the farming was busy, called lunch.

The reason why the salt soldiers cheered was because the government only provided them with morning food and evening food, but did not say that they would let everyone eat an extra meal at noon.

"However, Mr. Cui's salary is meager and cannot provide for the whole army, so he has to lose a battalion's meals. From now on, only the soldiers of the third battalion who trained the most vigorously the day before will be able to enjoy lunch on that day. As for today's lunch."

Before Cui Che finished speaking, he turned his gaze to the third battalion.

Seeing Cui Che's view, the soldiers of the third battalion were all downcast. They also knew that their own battalion performed the worst this morning, and the whole army was punished together. If someone was hungry, it must be them.

But Cui Che suddenly smiled and said:

"Although the third battalion made a mistake, it was already punished earlier. As a general, rewards and punishments should be clearly defined. How can one crime be punished twice? Since today is the first day of training, Cui has to serve meals for the whole army no matter what. Food!"

When everyone in the third battalion heard this, they all raised their hands to celebrate, and the noise they made was even louder than the cheers of the soldiers of the fourth battalion before.

The troops from the four battalions ate the food one after another, and they were even more delighted to find that there were some slices of meat mixed in.

This lunch is much better than the morning and evening meals provided by the government two days ago.

The leader of the third battalion, Zhang Heng, got up with the meal and said:
"My comrades, I, Zhang Heng, dare to ask, who is using his salary to support us!"

"Captain Cui!"

"Director Cui!"

Not only the third battalion, but also three thousand salt soldiers answered loudly.

Zhang Heng asked again:

"Who selected me again, let me wear the salt soldier robe!"

"Captain Cui!"

"Director Cui!"

Zhang Heng continued to instigate:
"Everyone, tell me, how will Director Cui treat me?"

The commander of the second battalion, Wang Qing, got up and said:

"Director Cui treats me like a father like a mother!"

Zhou Kan, the commander of the fourth battalion, also stood up and echoed:

"If it weren't for the parents, who would use their salary to support us!"

Qin Qiong, the head of the first battalion, did not fall behind, and said loudly:
"Director Cui has treated me with great kindness, and we should work hard and not slack off in the slightest."

Three thousand salt soldiers responded in unison.

Zhang Heng didn't stop instigating, the script Cui Che gave him still had two lines.

"We eat the food of Director Cui! Wear the clothes of Director Cui! Who should we work for!"

All the soldiers heard this and shouted:

"Contribute to Director Cui!"

Cui Che was furious, pointed at Zhang Heng and reprimanded him sharply:
"Zhang Heng! Don't talk nonsense! Cui formed the Salt Army for the purpose of serving the country. You have absolutely no selfish intentions. How dare you confuse people with demonic words. If such words are circulated in the army, Cui would rather deafen himself. ear!"

After all, he threw the big bowl in his hand on the ground and returned to the city in anger.

Wang Qing stepped forward, picked up the food in Cui Che's bowl from the ground, and said to everyone:

"Let's take a look, is there any difference between Cui Manager and what we eat?"

For a while, many people gathered around, and it really was the food they ate.

Zhang Heng said with tears in his eyes:
"Director Cui shares food and clothing with us, how can we not share the same hatred with Director Cui!"

The soldiers of the fourth battalion were all moved, and all the three thousand salt soldiers returned to their hearts.

Cui Che returned to the mansion he bought in Dongyang City, and immediately ordered the kitchen to prepare lunch.

Although Brother Che is usually frugal and not easy to decorate, he never treats himself badly in terms of diet. The beef must be stewed slowly, and the goat milk must be squeezed on the same day.

What is the same clothes and food, just acting!

Cui Che praised Zhao Wen beside him:
"Zhang Heng and Wang Qing are really good."

Obviously, Brother Che is quite satisfied with the acting skills of the two.

Zhao Wen laughed and said:

"If these two people were not clever, Zhang Wu would not have sent them here."

Cui Che nodded upon hearing this, and then ordered:
"Send someone back to Boling to bring Zhang Heng's and Wang Qing's family members to Dongyang. They must be resettled safely."

Zhao Wen agreed, bid farewell to Cui Che, and went to the front yard to send someone to handle errands.

On the 584th of the first month of the fourth year of Kaihuang (24), Yang Lihua and his group, who stopped and stopped along the way, finally arrived in Dongyang City.

After bringing everyone back to the mansion, before Cui Che and his wives and concubines had a moment of tenderness, he was summoned by Cui Zhaorong, and his grandmother, Mrs. Feng, was also there.

Seeing his aunt's displeasure frowning, Cui Che felt bad.

Sure enough, Cui Zhaorong asked in a deep voice:

"Ache! What's going on with the two-year agreement you made with the eldest princess!"

It turned out that Cui Zhaorong and Yang Lihua chatted on the way, talking about the things in the boudoir, but Yang Lihua slipped his mouth.

Cui Che explained:
"Aunt, my nephew feels that he is still young, so why not have sex with her when he is older."

Before Cui Zhaorong had time to reprimand, Mrs. Feng was already crying:
"I am nearly seventy years old, and I still have a few years to live. In this life, I am looking forward to hugging my great-grandson, but you insist on delaying the time. Do you really want me, an old woman, to die with regret! Under the Nine Springs, your grandfather, My father asked me what my great-grandson looked like, and asked me how to answer!"

"Grandmother, grandson is only 15 years old."

Cui Che defended in a low voice.

Cui Zhaorong patted Mrs. Feng on the back and retorted:
"So what if you're 15 years old? In the former Qinahui, a man in the Kanto region is an adult at the age of 15."

In the end, it was Mrs. Feng who made the final decision:
"No matter what, this year I will have my great-grandson in my arms. If you don't worry about it, just wait to make arrangements for my funeral!"

Speaking of which, what else can Brother Che do, he can only wait for the Queen Mother of Northern Zhou and Princess Da Sui to discuss and exchange ideas at night.

(End of this chapter)