The invasion of the abyss begins with the Laughing at the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 320 National Blood

"Of the eight million standing troops, one third are on guard, one third are in training, and the rest are resting."

"Use these soldiers as Jiazhang and Baozhang to train the militia, and let as many people as possible embark on the path of martial arts and awaken the hidden blood in their bodies."

The flickering lights illuminated Shen Yuanliang's stern face, his deep eyes were illusory and uncertain, as deep as the starry sky.

Shen Yuanliang felt sorry for the ignorant people outside the Great Wall and was angry at their lack of resistance. He could not bear to see them. They were too docile, like sheep, who did not know how to resist even when a knife was cut on their necks.

Since the Song Dynasty, the imperial power has gradually reached its peak, and the people who struggled to survive have retreated step by step, not to live up to the bravery of their ancestors, especially during the Qing Dynasty.

With one hand holding a literary inquisition and the other holding a butcher's knife, the surviving people are numb and live just for the sake of living, without any hope in their eyes.

"My lord, the standing army is very busy. Not only do we have to suppress bandits from time to time, but we also have to suppress local forces. I guess it would be too busy for me to be a head of a village or a head of a police station."

Seeing Shen Yuanliang allocating another piece of the pie to the military, Gongsun Shaojun could only bite the bullet and persuade him: "I think it would be better to let people with reputation in the village serve as low-level officials."

Since the baojia system came into being, the so-called jiachang and baochang were all clan leaders or prestigious village elders, in order to reduce the cost of ruling and even take the opportunity to win over the gentry class.

It was the first time in the history of the world that a group of soldiers, no, warriors were appointed as heads of the Jia and the village heads. Although there had been rumors before, Gongsun Shaojun still wanted to struggle.

Waving his hands, Shen Yuanliang narrowed his eyes and refused expressionlessly: "No need, this matter is decided."

With the change of dynasties and the replacement of one class by another, Shen Yuanliang did not choose to rule the world together with the literati. Instead, he took the path of military aristocracy. Whoever shed blood and sacrificed would be the best!
Everything else is fake!
Shitou, the Grand Commander of the Military Governor's Office and the Commander-in-Chief of the Imperial Guards, stood up with a snap, clasped his hands together, and said with a sob: "On behalf of the officers and soldiers, I thank you for your kindness! We will not let you down."

With fertile fields, beautiful houses, and a status that can be passed down from generation to generation, the soldiers of the standing army can quickly gain a foothold in the areas outside the Great Wall, and small families are born.

"Large-scale banditry has disappeared, but there are still sporadic small-scale bandits occupying the mountains and threatening local villages. The construction of a militia team is urgent."

Shen Yuanliang walked down the Danbi, patted Shitou's shoulder, and said solemnly: "Ask the chief and the head of the garrison to pass down the "Martial Code" as soon as possible."

In fact, there is another reason that has not been mentioned. After the changes in heaven and earth, the vitality between heaven and earth has become extremely active, and the animals are almost becoming spirits. If it is not curbed, chaos is imminent.

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Baopingzhou, Duwei Mansion.

"Shhhhh!"

Facing the morning glow, Captain Xu Ziling, dressed in frost-white tights, was practicing the "Yijianshu". His every move was as smooth as flowing water, fully displaying his kendo style.

Whether picking, stabbing, or chopping, dazzling white lights emerged, like the Milky Way hanging above the sky, dazzling and brilliant, yet containing boundless murderous intent.

“Another day full of energy!”

Half an hour later, Xu Ziling exhaled, and with a "click", the long sword with a cold glow went straight back into the scabbard. Then he washed his face with the cold well water, feeling very refreshed.

"grown ups."

The lawyer Ding Dian, who was waiting at the side, handed over a towel woven from white cloth. He had a friendly face and eyes as warm as jade, looking like a handsome young man.

After the incident of Emperor Yuan of Liang's treasure, Ding Dian, Ling Shuanghua and others, recommended by Shen Qianqian, went to live in Qingdi City and served as advisors to Xu Ziling, the commander of Baopingzhou. It was a good job with little work and high pay.

"What are your plans for today?"

After wiping his hands, Xu Ziling asked casually. Although Shen Yuanliang had not proclaimed himself king or emperor, he had already established a government and appointed various officials, including the Duwei, the highest military commander of a state, and commanded a standing army of 100,000.

Xu Ziling, a calm man, has been training in the conquest army for a year. Tired of fighting and slaughtering, he now serves as the commander of Aquarius state, holding a high position of power.

"According to the schedule, we need to go to Xiangyashan in Wenqu County today to inspect the development of the militia team."

Slowly unfolding the folding fan in his hand, Ding Dian, who was wearing a sky-blue round-necked robe, exhaled a breath of turbid air and said, "The people are so ignorant that they don't know a single word. The progress of their martial arts training is not ideal."

After two or three hundred years of "foolish" rule by the Qing Dynasty, the literacy rate was much lower than that of the previous dynasty. Only one in a thousand people in a county could read.

Give them a copy of "Wu Dian", but the "illiterate" people who don't recognize a single word will find it like reading a foreign book, with stars in their eyes. After the novelty wears off, the book will just be left in a corner gathering dust.

"That is to say, literacy campaigns must be carried out before martial arts training."

Picking up the teapot and pouring a cup of tea for himself and his master, Xu Ziling frowned and said with some emotion: "There is no better person in the world than the city lord to teach the people to read and practice martial arts."

The literacy campaign has been in full swing since Shen Yuanliang founded the government. People are busy with their lives during the day, and at night there are as many literacy classes as the stars in the sky.

Xu Ziling, who grew up eating at many people's homes, not only practiced martial arts, but also learned three thousand Chinese characters, common addition and subtraction, etc. He was full of knowledge and elegance, and now he looked like a modest gentleman.

"Sir, the literacy campaign is under the jurisdiction of the governor."

Ding Dian bowed his hands and said in a serious tone, "The governor is in charge of the government affairs and finances of a state. He is the highest civil official. The Duwei Mansion must not interfere."

Under the Qingdi City, each state has a governor, a commander, and a judge. The three offices each have their own duties and are in charge of government affairs, judicial affairs, and military affairs. They divide local power and prevent the three major powers of government affairs, judicial affairs, and military affairs from being concentrated in one person.

It is a taboo in the officialdom for the Duwei Mansion to interfere in political affairs.

"I know this."

After drinking the boiling hot tea, Commander Xu Ziling waved his hand and said, "Prepare the horses. We will set out for Xiangya Mountain in Wenqu County in half an hour."

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Meanwhile, Ivory Mountain.

April is a warm spring in the south, but it is damp and cold in the areas outside the Great Wall. The frozen rivers have just melted and the cold wind blows straight into people's collars, making them feel chilly.

"Boom boom boom!"

Zhao Si, wearing a tattered jacket, picked up a broken gong and started beating it. The harsh sound pierced the tranquility of the early morning, and the sounds of roosters crowing and dogs barking could be heard one after another.

There was a lot of noise and bustle.

"Every household should be ready. Gather at Sun Valley Dam at 1:00 pm."

"There are important people coming to inspect today, so be smart and don't make any mistakes, otherwise you know the consequences."

Amid the sound of broken gongs, Zhao Si followed the head of the village's request and notified every household one by one. He spoke until his mouth was dry, sweat was dripping, and his legs were thin.

Ten households form a bao, five bao form a big bao, and ten big bao form a du bao. The entire Xiangyashan is a du bao, with 500 households and 3,000 people, most of whom have various surnames.

(End of this chapter)