Chapter [-] (Apologize)
(Yesterday I drank heavily, today I have a headache, and tomorrow it will be normal. Sincerely, I have [-] now, please be careful, Brother Wanwang, don’t blame me.)
After more than four days of wind and snow, Wang Yan and his party finally rushed back to the station on the afternoon of the [-]th.

Seeing a group of people coming on fast horses from a distance, the soldiers standing guard outside hurried to the barracks.

"My lord is back..."

"My lord is back..."

"Hurry up and cook..."

When the people in the military camp who were chatting, playing, and gambling on the kang heard this, they rushed out in a swarm, and Sun Fugui and a group of Wang Yan's senior officials also came out to greet them.

Although he knew that Wang Yan was powerful, but every time he went out, he would put his head on his waist, and no one knew whether an accident would happen or not.Xiaobing is okay, after all, he doesn't know too much news.But people like Sun Fugui know the truth. If something happened to Wang Yan, then everything they have now will be wiped out, and everything they have is maintained in this guard who is about the same age as their son. superior.

Not a while after the people here came out, Wang Yan brought people over.

"Arrange to boil more hot water, brothers, wash well." Wang Yan got off his horse, then turned around and greeted: "Hurry up and get warm in the house."

In fact, there is no need for Wang Yan to say much, all of them flew directly down, no matter which house, anyway, except for the warehouse in the distance, there is a big kang in every house, and they just go in. drill.When Wang Yan turned around and ordered, it was just a few who heard it slowly...

Wang Yan knew that these big soldiers must have complaints in their hearts, but at the same time, he was such an awesome man who led the garrison of [-] soldiers and horses and went to battle in person. He ate and slept with them and suffered from the cold. Feather?It can also alleviate a lot of inner grievances.

Of course, Wang Yan's physique was there, although he was also cold, but he could resist more than them... It can't be called bullying, after all, he has so much energy that he is today, and he has already gone through countless times of suffering.

"Is there anything urgent?" Wang Yan looked at Sun Fugui and the rest of his staff.

Sun Fugui thought for a while, and replied: "No."

"Then let's talk about it tomorrow. Hurry up and ask the brothers in the kitchen to cook and bring out the wine. Today is the Chinese New Year, drink and eat meat, let the brothers have a good time."

"Yes, my lord."

Sun Fugui responded with a smile, and dispersed with the other high-level officials.

By the time Wang Yan took off his blood-stained battle armor, took a hot bath, and came out clutching his big bear fur jacket, the resident was already bustling with activity.There were no lanterns and festoons, but the whole resident was filled with a scent of slaughtering pigs and sheep.

I strolled to the kitchen to have a look. The dumplings were stuffed with pork and mutton. There were large pieces of meat in the pot, as well as stewed butchered vegetables.It is because of the transportation and storage that there are fewer green vegetables, and there are only a few carrots and Chinese cabbage to talk about. Generally speaking, it is relatively rich.

Wang Yan can guarantee that, apart from the more than 1000 people under his command, the two thousand households he took over and even the entire Ming army, and even the entire world including Hou Jin, Mongolia, North Korea, and the far west, etc. , the New Year's food is not as good as him.

As for why the two thousand households were not comparable, because he made some adjustments later.

After he took over two thousand households, Sun Fugui, at his behest, had a big contest.After some competition, the team was reorganized and trained. The first thousand of the three thousand households were all in the hands of him, and the rest were divided into the middle one thousand and the bottom one thousand.The original military households can still challenge, but they can only challenge the most rubbish thousand households, and so on.

In terms of treatment, it is naturally the best in his hands, and then it will decline step by step.One is to affirm the dedication of the top rankings, and the other is to stimulate the latter's efforts to make progress.Therefore, the other two thousand households do not have such rich material conditions.Of course, it's Chinese New Year, and Wang Yan must let them eat dumplings. As for other wines and other things, don't even think about it.

There is no room for thousands of people to eat together in the resident. Basically, dozens of people live in a room, sitting around the burning kang, drinking and bragging, lamenting the good life today.

Wang Yan took Sun Fugui and other high-level executives to condolences from room to room, and finally sat down to eat and drink together.

Although Wang Yan is now a defensive adult, he is still too young, only 17 years old after this year.Among his high-level subordinates, the youngest is 29, and the children are in their teens so they can catch up with Wang Yan.

It's not that Wang Yan doesn't give younger people a chance, but that these people in the previous environment, whether it's because of military merit or flattery with the leader, anyway, they came from nothing, the main reason why they can't be promoted is because Because the background is not enough.And the abilities that these people have cultivated in wasting time are just in line with Wang Yan's standards, so it is very natural for them to come up.

In addition, Wang Yan didn't have much airs, and he didn't dress like that, so everyone drank, ate and chatted very happily together.

And Sun Fugui and the others let go after drinking a little wine, nothing else can compare, the mother can't drink a child?That's an interesting Guan Wang Yan.

Wang Yan said that those who come are not afraid, they fight alone, and they will do it with a toast.

Seeing the last person fell down, Wang Yan drank the last sip of wine with a smile, got up and walked out unsteadily.

The wine-making technology is not bad at the moment, and all the alcohol they drink is high-altitude wine of fifty or sixty degrees.After drinking so much, Wang Yan couldn't stand it anymore, and his walk was shaking...

As soon as he went out and was blown by the cold wind, Wang Yan regained his energy. Looking at the sky full of stars, which was rarely seen later, and listening to the occasional yelling, he walked back slowly.

The last time he came back, he handed in more than 1000 heads. Although there were many people out this time, he dispersed the team, and his fighting power was not as different as that of him leading the battle, so in general, it looked like more than 1000 heads.

He didn't know Zhu Youxiao's reaction when he saw so many heads, but he thought he was happy, and expressed deep doubts about the generals who had led tens of thousands of troops before. Was it because Yang Kou Zizhong played them there?
After all, only a few hundred people attacked, and killed more than 1000 people twice. Compared with those generals and other soldiers before, they lost ground and were driven around. It was a battle of tens of thousands of people. Not worth the hundreds of people?What the hell did the tens of millions of taels of military spending do in that year?

Then he realized that he couldn't do anything. After planing the wood for a while to vent, he turned around and put it in the bottom of his heart, preparing to kill his mother to death one day...

The reason why Wang Yan thinks this way is not because he has not been promoted with more than 1000 heads, but because he gave 20 taels of silver as a symbol... It is still a matter of age, and the qualifications are not enough.But in the final analysis, it is the decline of imperial power, and Zhu Youxiao is not good at speaking, so he dare not talk nonsense.In this case, what else could he do without planing wood and building a palace?
If he participated in the martial arts competition, he might be able to get promoted faster, after all, the martial arts competition itself is for the selection of generals.But then again, if he is a worthless brat who goes to participate in martial arts, even if he performs well, it is basically in vain.Just like civil officials control Wenju, martial arts are also controlled by great Ming nobles, so it is still very difficult...

Back in his yard, after tidying up a bit, Wang Yan lay down on the warm kang, closed his eyes and fell asleep...

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