All Heavens and Worlds Modified History System

Chapter 147 Xue Pan's Daily Life in the Army
Jia Baoyu returned to his room in a daze.

Xiren called all the maids to come forward and serve, "What happened today?"

"The government asked me to join the army." Jia Baoyu, with his back to the maids, groaned, "And I have to go to the frontier!"

"Outside the Great Wall?!"

A group of maids who had lived in wealthy families since childhood suddenly exclaimed in surprise.

In their eyes, the area beyond the Great Wall is a wild and desolate place!

"I heard that it's so cold outside the Great Wall that people can freeze to death in winter."

"I heard that people outside the Great Wall eat raw meat and drink blood."

"I heard that people outside the Great Wall don't wear clothes, they just cover themselves with sheepskin."

"I heard it's outside the Great Wall."

The maids were chattering, making Jia Baoyu upset.

He stood up suddenly. "Stop shouting! I'm so annoyed. Can't you give me some advice so I can stay at home peacefully?"

Xiren whispered, "The old ancestor and the lady."

"Don't mention it." Jia Baoyu waved his hand. "They all dislike me now. No one speaks up for me."

"How difficult is this?"

Qingwen pinched her long nails, her eyes flickered, "Just pretend to be sick. You can't force a patient to join the army and go to the frontier."

"That's a good idea!"

The next day, Wang Xifeng came to the East Mansion to discuss a multi-million-dollar project with Chen Ran. She wiped the sweat from her forehead and said with a smile, "I was planning to go find Baoyu and told him I could get away with it by pretending to be sick. I never thought that he would fall ill before I even got there."

"He is just a hopeless person. No, that is an insult to him."

Chen Ran shook his head, climbing up and down the mountain out of habit, "It's best not to go, so I don't have to worry about it."

"Let's not talk about him anymore. What's new in your house recently?"

"If you want to talk about new things, there is one." Sister Feng said with a charming look, "There is a bumpkin from Datong Prefecture, named Sun Shaozu. He is having a hot affair with the master, but he is so greedy that he wants to marry Yingchun. He doesn't even look in the mirror. Yingchun is the eldest daughter of the Jia family."

"Sun Shaozu~~~"

Chen Ran laughed, "I actually forgot about him."

"Who?" Feng Jieer asked in confusion.

"Mind your own business first." Chen Ran raised his hand and clapped his hands, saying "Fully automatic~~~"

Outside the capital city, there is the Beijing camp.

'Snapped! '

With a dull thud, Xue Pan, who was awakened by a big blow to the groin, opened his eyes angrily and stood up.

What he saw was not the maids serving him, but the squad leader of his team with a three-inch long scar on his face.

"Xue Pan, you can." The squad leader snorted and laughed, "The whole team is out for exercise, but you dare to sleep until now. You have guts."

The rest of the people in the barracks were all laughing with glee at the misfortune.

During the previous drill, no one called him at all.

The reason is very simple. The eldest young master's temper and big mouth offended everyone as soon as he arrived.

"I, I." Xue Pan subconsciously wanted to explain, but the last thing the army needed was explanation. All they needed to do was obey orders.

The squad leader patted his fat white face and said, "Go, clean all the toilets in the post first."

Xue Pan's face immediately fell.

He can use the toilet and can wash the toilet
"Ok?"

"I'll go right away." Xue Pan, who had been beaten up by the squad leader two days ago, shuddered and hurried to work.

After finally finishing his work, Xue Pan, who wanted to take a break, was dragged to the drill ground by the squad leader. "You didn't do drill today, according to the law, you should be punished with forty military sticks."

Xue Pan's face turned pale. "Please spare my life~~~"

Forty military sticks? He was beaten to death!

"It's okay if you don't want to be beaten with a military stick." The sergeant looked at him and said, "Let's continue the extra training today."

"More training?" Xue Pan, who had been doing extra training almost every day since entering the military camp, shuddered in his calves when he mentioned this.

"You should practice more with the military stick. You can choose it yourself."

After moving into the military camp, Chen Ran greatly increased the intensity of training and adjusted some training programs.

When the news came out, many people laughed at him for being ignorant, and the soldiers would soon cause trouble to embarrass him.

But the result was a great disappointment to those who were waiting to see the joke.

The training in the camp was tough, but no one chose to cause trouble.

After some investigation, we found out that Chen Ran did not withhold food and wages!
All the food and wages in the camp were paid out in full, and for this purpose several clerks, captains, and even captains who had committed fraud were executed.

If it were any other camp, the middle-level generals would have joined forces and caused trouble together.

But it’s different for Chen Ran. The middle-level generals in his camp all get double the amount.

Anyone who causes trouble will be fired immediately, and the competitor will win without a fight.

Compared with one's iron rice bowl and future, the withheld food and salary are not that important.

Without someone taking the lead, there will naturally be no trouble.

As I said, as long as the army in Middle-earth has enough food and wages, there is nothing they cannot do.

Xue Pan stood in military posture under the scorching sun for a full hour, which was called military formation drill in that era.

He was so tired that he couldn't bear it anymore. He tried to move a little and the stick hit him immediately, making him grimace in pain.

After finally standing still, I just ran, and ran non-stop.

In an era of low productivity, marching depends entirely on the legs, and running ability is also the top priority of training. Xue Pan kept running, running until he vomited, but he had to keep running after vomiting.

If he stopped, the squad leader following him would not say any words of comfort or encouragement, but would just hit him with a stick.

I kept running until lunch time, and then I had some time to rest.

The Beijing Camp has the best treatment, and this is not just talk. Among so many soldiers in the country, only the Beijing Camp is entitled to have three meals a day.

Border troops usually only have two meals, and local troops have difficulty even getting one meal.

Xue Pan ate voraciously while eating. He had never thought that rice could be so sweet and delicious.

"Eat more." The squad leader who followed him said with a smile, "You have to thank General Chen. We only had two meals before, and we were not full and had to scramble for food. With your body, you can't even get a bowl of rice."

After swallowing the food in his mouth, Xue Pan asked in confusion, "Hasn't the Beijing Army always had three meals a day?"

"They said it was this much." When the sergeant mentioned this, his face suddenly showed hatred, "But the generals wanted silver and deducted our food money. In the past, we couldn't even have enough to eat two meals a day. The deducted food was sold to grain merchants, and the silver in exchange went into the pockets of the generals."

"General Chen has arrived and killed all the Shi guys who were in charge of logistics."

The captain chuckled and said, "From then on, we will have three meals a day. You are lucky to be in luck."

"Some time ago, there were some blind people who wanted to gang up on the rioters and drive away General Chen. They were all stripped by the soldiers."

He patted Xue Pan's shoulder and comforted him, "Eat well and eat more. Only after you finish eating will you have the strength to continue practicing."

After a day of training, Xue Pan returned to the barracks and felt as if all his bones were falling apart.

He fell on the stinking bed and fell into a deep sleep immediately.

In his dream, he returned to his mother and sister.

He still lived a wonderful life with fine clothes and delicious food, and people serving him wherever he went.

When I dreamed that I was leaning in the arms of a beautiful maid, smiling and opening my mouth, waiting for the maid to feed me peeled grapes, I was kicked hard on the buttocks and the sergeant's angry roar boomed in my ears.

"Get up! Pack your bags and go out!"

Many people accompanied Chen Ran on his journey to the outside of the Great Wall.

There are people from the Ministry of Rites, who are responsible for all matters related to the alliance.

There are people in the palace. They are the military supervisors and eyes of the emperor and the emperor emeritus.

There were palace painters who used paintings to record the grand scene of the alliance and all the tribes honoring the retired emperor as the Heavenly Khan.

There are historians, and their mission is to record events that are worthy of being recorded in history.

There were people from the inner court who were responsible for escorting the retired emperor to give rewards to various departments.

There were also a large number of caravans that had established connections and obtained charters, transporting a variety of goods and going out of the border to do business.

It was a huge procession. The vanguard left the camp early in the morning, but the rear baggage train did not set out until the afternoon.

This team attracted a lot of attention.

Some people hope that they can successfully accomplish their goals, just like the emperor and the emperor emeritus.

They thought about coming back after reaching an alliance, and they didn't bother to care about the Rakshasas or anything like that.

Some people hoped that this trip would end in failure, just like those nobles.

The honor went to the retired emperor, but the benefits fell into the hands of the emperor. The nobles were very dissatisfied with the emperor's constant attempts to get money from the Beijing camp.

There are also people who don't want Chen Ran to come back alive at all.

Prince Zhongshun’s Palace, study.

"Your Highness." Shi Guangzhu, the current head of the Shanguogong Mansion, asked Prince Zhongshun, "I am here on the orders of the Second Prince to ask Your Highness how things are going."

Who is the person who hates Chen Ran the most at this moment, both inside and outside the capital?

Shi Guangzhu called himself the second, and no one dared to claim to be the first.

Taking advantage of his mourning period, he seized his own camp.

If Chen Ran returns with merit this time, Shi Guangzhu will never have a chance to make a comeback.

When his mourning period was over, the emperor would at most assign him a sinecure and easily take away his military power.

This is no longer just about cutting off the source of income, this is about cutting off the inheritance of the Shanguo Mansion!
Shi Guangzhu had only one thought, that is, the best outcome would be for Chen Ran to die outside the Great Wall.

It didn't matter even if he had to sacrifice the entire camp. He could just ask the emperor for money to rebuild the camp.

Apart from Shi Guangzhu, the person who hated Chen Ran the most was definitely King Zhongshun.

Let’s not talk about the previous incident with the eunuch who was the chief historian of the palace.

Chen Ran went to Yangzhou and took advantage of Prince Zhongshun's purse. The emperor took the opportunity to punish him, which made Prince Zhongshun very angry.

It just so happened that Shi Guangzhu and the second prince wanted to take back the military power, and the two sides hit it off.

"The messenger has already been sent out." Taking a sip from an exquisite snuff bottle, King Zhongshun, who looked relieved, blocked one nostril and sneezed. "He was sent directly to the Nayan tribe."

Previously, Jia Zhen and his son were convicted for colluding with border generals to resell contraband.

But in fact, there are many powerful people in the capital who do such things in private.

After all, in the Zhou Dynasty, salt, iron, tea and other things that were worthless could be exchanged for large quantities of medicinal materials, furs, livestock and horses after crossing the border, and there was no need to pay taxes. The profit was more than ten or twenty times.

For the wealthy and powerful who enjoy luxury, the salary is not enough for an extravagant life, so some of them will do anything when they can make money.

The tribe that did business with King Zhongshun was the Nayan tribe.

This is a large tribe with more than ten thousand soldiers.

The most important thing is that this tribe has a good relationship with the Rakshasa people and can contact each other.

"This time, with the help of the Rakshasa people, Chen Ran was destroyed. Everyone is happy."

King Zhongshun smiled with satisfaction, "I want all the women in his family!"

(End of this chapter)