of Thoughts

On November 13, the 16th year of Chongzhen, Yuezhou Fucheng.

Although the weather was very cold, Mi Cang and Old Man He, who were wandering around the city with the crowd, were full of interest.

Today, except for the emergency response and prisoner of war guarding troops, all troops and support battalions inside and outside the city are on holiday, including those undergoing recruit training.

Zhang Xianzhong's army has undoubtedly moved further to the northwest. As long as the naval battalion is not stupid, it can run rampant around the empty Dongting Lake. Even Zuo Liangyu of Wuchang is still embarrassed to send a single soldier.

Going south to get closer to them, Yuezhou is almost as safe as ever.

Such a stress-free situation was something Li Ping had never experienced before.

He felt that it was necessary for everyone to take a good rest and relieve their tense nerves.

And when his order was conveyed, the entire Yuezhou instantly burst into cheers.

No matter what they could do, almost everyone ran out.

People have been depressed for too long and tense for too long.

The streets and alleys were filled with officers and soldiers wandering around like loose horses, as well as men and women from the support camps. There were even many people scattered outside the city.

Mi Cang, who was being tortured by officer training, was naturally no exception, and he and Old Man He, who had been in the support camp, had not seen each other for some days.

Although the unprecedented holiday for everyone happened suddenly, Yuezhou City became very lively because of it.

Street performers who had disappeared since the beginning of the war soon began to appear, and there were more and more grocery stalls selling old items. Some people were trying to take out their treasures and valuables to see if they could exchange them for some food or other items.

Bartering, and even more clever people directly took out cloth, silk and satin, and exquisite ready-made clothes that they didn't know where to sell to the groups of women in the security camp.

Fishermen and farmers outside the city also came to the city after hearing the news, selling fish, delicacies, bacon, firewood, etc.

Then many amorous people, including some poor and well-educated women, began to do business with officers and soldiers who rarely came out to hang out in the alleys and even on the streets without any cover, and caused serious queues and congestion.

Although there are no restaurants or shops open for business, the city still seems to be back to before the war, full of vitality.

This further increased the interest of the officers and soldiers and the men and women of the support camp who had been depressed for a long time and now had some money in their hands.

After successive great victories and successive astonishing captures, Li Ping did not forget to share the profits with his subordinates.

The city became more and more lively and noisy.

However, after getting together, Mi Cang and Old Man He didn't talk too much. They mainly just watched the fun.

After all, their age difference is there, and their experiences are so different. In addition, the two people are currently doing things that are getting further and further apart, making it harder to find enough common topics and resonance.

After defecting to Li Ping, Old He was directly assigned to do some ordinary work in the support camp.

However, Mi Cang was first assigned to the staff office to help sort out information about Li Zicheng's army. Then he was put under the command of Song Baolai to assist in a large number of tedious engineering and manpower dispatching tasks in the defense of Yuezhou.

After Li Ping's victory over Baishui and his return to Yuezhou, Mi Cang decided to serve as a soldier. He was then directly incorporated into the officer training team, working with those pre-provisional officers and soldiers who had performed outstandingly in continuous battles and junior officers who had just been promoted.

Receive intensive training for officers together.

Since Mi Cang and Old Man He used to get together more out of instinct and a special emotion, their stomachs that could be filled every day hardly made them interested in talking about the three meals a day they liked to talk about in the past.

So we quickly and tacitly moved the topic to former acquaintances.

The big-necked Wu Yougen and his family of three, the sharp-tongued Aunt Feng, the lonely old man Cai Yinjiang...

These people were all peasant soldiers who had escaped from Li Ping in Xiangyang and then defected to the peasant army with them.

But now, the two of them were not originally from Li Ping's camp, but they have switched to Li Ping's camp.

Things in the world are unpredictable, which is really sad.

Mi Cang knew that Wu Yougen's child was dead. In a small-scale sneak attack by the remnants of the government army somewhere in Chengtian Prefecture, the child who was incorporated into the boy soldiers was killed because he happened to be at the outermost edge of the attack path. Wu Yougen's mother-in-law was killed at that time.

Crazy.

Originally, I happily returned to Xiangyang City, and it didn't take long for Aunt Feng's family and Cai Yinjiang to have a good life.

Li Zicheng went north to attack Sun Chuanting. Since Aunt Feng's child was almost adult, he was immediately incorporated into the team of General Liu Zongmin under Li Zicheng who was expanding his troops in Xiangyang, and then went north.

Of course, this may also be because they don’t want land-based households like them to continue to stay in Xiangyang, because all three of their family were taken away.

As a craftsman, Cai Yinjiang, especially the most preferred gold and silver jewelry craftsman among Li Zicheng's troops, always took him wherever Li Zicheng went. When Li Zicheng went north, Cai Yinjiang naturally had no choice but to follow.

Finally, Wu Yougen's troops, who had planned to stay in the garrison area of ​​Chengtian Mansion, also followed Yuan Zongdi northward.

Speaking of these people, Mi Cang and Old Man He were filled with emotion.

Sometimes, the choice is really important, and it may even be just a thought, and you don't know whether they are doing well now or whether they are still alive.

Yonekura even regretted that he had been blinded by lard and misunderstood the world. He felt that he had also made a mistake.

If I had not been impulsive, even if I still stayed at Li Shengcai's place, at least my sister would not have died.

And if he could join Li Ping earlier, a lot of this could have been avoided.

But there is no regret medicine in this world.

After expressing their feelings, the two of them found that there seemed to be nothing to do, no place to drink, they were both alone, and there was nothing to buy.

Two grown men, one old and one young, couldn't just wander around like girls. They were not scholars and had no interest in going to see the scenery outside the city.

In the end, the two of them thought of one thing at the same time, a happiness that only belongs to men.

But the two people soon found out awkwardly that they had pondered this matter too late.

It's not hard to find a young lady, and there are quite a lot of them who are public or semi-public. Dignity is completely worthless in the face of survival.

But no amount of force can stop the wolves!

There are long queues for those half-aged MILFs and even pure half-old women.

Mi Cang and Mr. He even witnessed a fight caused by queuing, and then watched the brawlers being taken away by pickets and police who rushed over with whistles.

Today, the pickets attached to the army and the newly formed police officers commanded by the support battalion who are dedicated to handling violations of laws and disciplines within the support battalion are not only working around the clock, but also busy.

The word "police" is an original word in Chinese characters. It began in the Song Dynasty and was commonly used together with the words "inspection inspection" and "police inspection" at that time. However, it was gradually forgotten due to specific historical reasons. It was not until Japan began to imitate the West in forming modern

Police system, the Japanese found this word from Chinese characters and began to use it.

Finally, the Chinese introduced the word back from the Japanese in the late Qing Dynasty.

This kind of word that goes around in a circle and comes back is called "returning loanwords" in language. In modern Chinese, there are endless such "returning loanwords", such as "photography", "popularity" and "first-class"

, serious ones such as "freedom" and "progress" all belong to it.

Since Japan had not yet begun to westernize at this time, the term police was well-founded, and the law enforcement behavior within the security camp was also necessary to be distinguished from the government's police officers. Therefore, Li Ping asked Song Baolai to use the term police directly and did not cause any trouble.

Strange and incomprehensible.

Zhou Wen even praised a few words about how well he found the word.

The only thing he was a little confused about was why it was so unnecessary to set up a police agency in the support camp. Wouldn't it be all under the control of the relevant functional departments in the army?

As for Li Ping's behavior of clearly skipping the government, even those who are foolishly loyal to the government don't think there is any problem.

What a cowardly general he must be if he wants others to interfere in his own camp's affairs!

Even on this day, all the police officers in the yamen who had appeared on the streets with great fanfare just a few days ago disappeared from the streets.

Since they didn’t bring any real hard currency - food, they didn’t know how long they would wait in line, and it was impossible to find a place to eat outside. In the end, Mi Cang and Old Man He could only go back to each camp to have lunch, and then meet again in the afternoon.

Come out and try your luck.

During lunch, Yonekura, who has always been a bit naughty, secretly hid a small pocket on his body and planned to order some leftovers.

He was in the officer training corps, and the food was always plentiful.

Mi Cang didn't have much money, so he naturally thought of saving as much as he could. He had already inquired about it, and for some girls, a steamed bun or a bowl of rice was enough.

Even if there are many sisters, children, and wolves, and the tide is constantly rising, bringing food will always save a lot.

But he soon discovered that he had miscalculated this time.

Because there are many people who have the same idea as him, many of the guys who are eating are sneaking around. In the past, there was always some surplus, whether it was rice or noodles, which were all gone in an instant. There are even many slow-headed people who just came to eat.

People were immediately dumbfounded.

And the kitchen probably also reacted.

So what if they are all quasi-officers? Anyway, it doesn’t matter whether they have enough to eat or not.

While Mi Cang was plucking the rice out of his bowl in frustration, Chen Zidao sat down next to him.

Chen Zidao joined the officer training team later.

He and some Peasant Army officers were also incorporated into this training team after several days of individual training.

As the scale grew larger and the sources of the troops became more and more complex, Li Ping no longer conducted uniform training for all newcomers indiscriminately. It was obvious that the original policy was outdated.

Although he had only joined the class a dozen days ago, Chen Zidao quickly identified Mi Cang and liked to hang out with him no matter what happened.

In the past, Mi Cang was somewhat aloof from Chen Zidao's overtures. This was not because he was sensitive to both sides' former peasant army identities, but because he had an instinctive guard against guys with a keen sense of smell.

Chen Zidao was able to decisively choose to defect before a battle with such a huge disparity between ten thousand and one hundred thousand. This sense of smell is terrifying.

Yonekang didn't believe that Chen Zidao's choice at that time was just ideal and justice.

Choosing ideals and justice does not mean that you are going to die, nor does it mean that you have to run for your life with the weaker party.
To be continued...