Mandalay, the Burmese Captain's Mansion. This mansion was greatly damaged in the attack in April this year. The stone walls and foundations were fine. The other wooden houses with exquisite style were basically burned in the fires after the attack. Several surviving houses were also destroyed by the rioters and bandits in Mandalay City in the following time, leaving only a ruin for future generations to pay tribute.

However, after the Battle of Baka Village, the situation changed drastically. The first order of the new king Luo Qin, who had just ascended the throne, was to order the reconstruction of the Dashun Guman School Office, to provide pensions to the merchants of Shunguo who were attacked before the war, and to compensate them for their losses. The required expenses were provided by the auction of the family property and fields of the nobles who did not flee with the pseudo king, and the rest of the shortcomings were left to the temples and nobles of the pseudo king's government. It was not necessary to understand that the new government could not be separated from the support of the powerful neighbor in the north, so no matter how compassionate it was, it was not an exaggeration.

Soon, a large amount of the best wood and craftsmen gathered at the former site of the Protectorate. Myanmar is famous for producing teak, and the ones placed here are the best. Many of them were simply moved from the materials for building the Burmese Palace. In Chen Zaixing's words, "Fortunately, this place is not Hanjing, and there are no crows from the Censorate, otherwise I could be crushed to death by just impeachment and over-order complaints." Chen Zaixing, who had been sentenced to protect the Burmese School Office, simply found a house next to the Burmese Palace. He was busy every day, and his head was on the pillow for as many hours every day, and he lost all his life.

In the courtyard of the house, more than a dozen Shunbing men stood straight on the veranda, with bayonets in their hands shining coldly in the sun. The atrium was kneeling with gorgeously dressed Burmese monks and nobles, all waiting to meet the Lord Shangguo who actually held the power to remove his name from the list of deadly house searches. Zhang Qi looked at these "noble men" in a crowded group, with contempt in his eyes. He witnessed the bloody activities of many Burmese kings before sending troops in Mandalay City. Now he lost but lying on the ground like a dog of a family begging. This capricious behavior made this strong man really look down on him.

An officer came over and whispered to Zhang Qi: "Palm Flag, these guys are really boneless. When I killed our Chinese people in the city, many of them had a share, and now I can't bear it."

Zhang Qi studied in a private school for several years before joining the army and sneered: "Didn't the saint say it? The nature of a barbarian dog and sheep is afraid of power but not virtue! Look at these guys, the saint is really right!"

"Yes, that's true!" The officer nodded repeatedly and whispered: "Palm the flag, why don't the adults take the opportunity to kill all these guys and have no property. Wouldn't it be better to eliminate the root of this disaster first?"

"You guy knows nothing!" Zhang Qi snorted coldly. He looked around and said in a low voice: "The relationship in Mandalay City is complicated, and it will move the whole body. We, an outsider, entered the city with these thousands of soldiers. If we were tortured as you said, we would not have to make a fuss. Those who are alive have gone to the pseudo king? Our two adults are very humble. First, comfort these guys and beat the Burmese king down. Let's settle the score with them in the future. As long as Myanmar is in the hands of the two adults, are they still afraid that these guys will fly to the sky?"

"It turns out that the flag is clear!" The officer quickly flattered: "You have made the most contribution this time. I heard that Lord Badu mentioned you specifically in the report of the war. It seems that your clothes will be changed immediately. At that time, the villain will have to ask for a drink!"

"Okay, okay, your boy's mouthful of cat pee will be indispensable at that time!" Zhang Qi waved his hand, trying to hold back, but his face was already smiling. Seeing this, several confidants on the side surrounded him and took out all kinds of flattering words like they didn't have money, slapped Zhang Qi with all his body. Finally, the officer just smiled and said, "Preserve the flag, when you entered the city, you entered the Burmese King Palace. What was that scene? Tell us and let us open our eyes!"

Zhang Qi coughed lowly, looked around and saw that there was nothing to do. He made a gesture to everyone gathered, and whispered: "Well, let you open your eyes! There is no need to say about the various magnificences of the Burmese King Palace. On the day he entered the city, Lord Badu led a few of our most meritorious brothers to a small hall behind the palace. He heard that it was a family temple of the fake king. The four walls of the hall were painted with gold lacquer, the Buddha statues were made of gold leaves, and the various treasures in the hall were even counted. Just one word, just light a few candles at night, it was like daytime."

Zhang Qi said this and everyone was silent, with envious and fascinated on his face. The clever first reacted and asked, "Zhangqi, sir, take you there, you won't just take a look!"

"Hehe!" Zhang Qi smiled slightly, and suddenly sighed, "I have always regretted something these days: I really should have brought that marching backpack that day!"

"Oh!" Hearing this, everyone couldn't help but sigh in unison, as if they were facing the magnificent walls in the small hall that day, not Zhang Qi.

Everyone was talking excitedly, but they didn't see Ba ​​Du coming in from the outside. He glanced at him with a keen eye and shouted, "What are you saying over there? Is Lord Chen inside?"

Zhang Qi hurriedly came up and said, "Mr. Chen is inside!"

Ba Du snorted coldly, waved his hand and called Zhang Qi to a place where the soldiers on the side could not see, and whispered: "You are also going to be the whistleman. This is the capital of the enemy country, so it's better to be alert!"

"Yes! I have no responsibilities, please forgive me!" After hearing the boss's words, Zhang Qi was so scared that he bowed to apologize. Although he had been in the army for twenty years and had only been less than thirty years, the most important class method in the army, the difference between superiors and subordinates is not limited to qualifications.

More importantly, after suppressing the rebellion in the south, the Shun Army carried out a major change in the early 1870s with the example of Western powers: it changed the system of promoting promotion or selecting officers from Yin officials in peacetime in the past based on qualifications or superiors, but established a special military school, and then selected officers from graduates of these schools. Even the children of high-ranking officials changed the method of directly entering the army as Yin officials, but gave it to the higher military school by not being able to enter the examination.

Preferential treatment. To be honest, after the reform, the new military selection method adapted to the progress of modern military technology, and the selection standards were more reasonable than the old system, greatly improving the combat effectiveness of the Shun Army. However, the new system also brought new problems. Since the new military school requires students to have a considerable knowledge base and the tuition fees are also quite high, in some cases, even members of the local consulting bureau even had to write recommendation letters. Therefore, in fact, those who can enter the military school are generally at least medium-sized merchants and rural areas

Lord, it is absolutely rare for children from the rich peasant class to enter the officers' school. However, if you are not a graduate of the officers' school, you will retire if you are a master of the flag unless you can make special military achievements. However, if you are a student who graduated from the Beijing Military Academy, you will usually be the deputy flag once you enter the army, and you will surpass your colleagues who are not a military school student in a few years. Therefore, there will be a phenomenon that the official rank is less than 30 years old but the official rank is far higher than Zhang Qi, who has served in the army for twenty years. Moreover, the Dashun Army adopts the "local army"

The system of "the system, that is, except for the imperial guards near Hanjing, the rest of the army are all organized according to the local birthplace. In this way, those who are officers in the troops are often also local landlords, merchants, and tyrants. Therefore, no matter what kind of thorns come to the army, they must be obedient, otherwise the officer will return a letter to make your family look good. Therefore, in the Shun Army at that time, officers and soldiers were completely distinctly divided in terms of treatment, origin and other aspects.

Seeing Zhang Qi like this, Ba Du frowned and said, "Zhang Zhang Banqi, you should also pay attention to your identity in the future and keep a little distance from those soldiers. Some things are just for the officers and veterans below to do, and there is no need to do everything by themselves. Also, do you know why I asked you to go to the side hall of the fake king that day? I know you are all veterans, your family has a weak foundation, a large population, and more places to spend money. Although you are an official this time, you are an official.

The job was promoted, but the cost was too much. I was afraid that it would be a little tight by relying on salary. I was afraid that I would lose the decency of the officers. I gave you a chance to make a small fortune, and after you go back, you will also buy some family business, and live a more decent life, and be worthy of the tiger skin on your body." At this point, Bayou smiled on his face: "Don't you have two boys? With this foreign money, if they are more determined, they can go to the military school, so there is no need to endure so hard as you!"

Hearing this, Zhang Qi couldn't help but burst into tears. He wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say for a moment. Seeing him like this, Ba patted his shoulder lightly: "Is Mr. Chen here?"

Zhang Qi hurriedly stood at attention and replied, "Mr. Chen has not gone out, he should have seen the guests inside!"

Badu nodded, walked out and looked at the soldiers who had swept the yard, snorted coldly, and walked in quickly. He walked through the two yards, and before he even entered the door, he shouted loudly: "Resurrection! Resurrection!"

"Is it Zhenwu?"

When Badu came in, he saw Chen Zaixing sitting in front of the desk. There were two Burmese monks sitting opposite him, looking like they were talking. He couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed. The two monks recognized that Badu were both senior generals in the Shun army. They hurriedly stood up and recited the Buddha's name and bowed to Badu. Badu had to return the gift to him. For a moment, a storm broke out in the house. When the two monks saw Badu coming, they stood up to say goodbye. Chen Zaixing had to send him out of the door himself before returning to the house.

Ba Dujue was not polite. While pouring tea for himself, he smiled and said, "Brother Fusheng, he is just a few greedy bald donkeys, just the meat on the chopping board, why should you be so respectful to him!"

Chen Zaixing gave the two of them, turned around and smiled and said, "Brother Zhenwu, you also know that the people here in Myanmar believe in Buddhism. If they do not have the support of these monks, I am afraid that Na Luoqin will not be able to sit steadily on the throne!"

"So what?" Badu sat down and said: "Myanmar is a place that is thousands of miles away. Now it is a place where all directions are looking at it. The British are also staring at it. Just two and a half-year-old children can sit firmly in this seat?" Speaking of this, Badu drank the tea in the cup and smiled and said: "Brother Fusheng, you are so active in running for those two. Could it be that you are attracted to the eldest princess and are trying to be the husband of Burmese! If so, I will help you!"
Chapter completed!