In the Jinyiwei's torture room, more than a dozen criminals were tied to a bench.

Today, people are relatively in line, and Ji Gang's confidants are all here.

Looking at these bloody criminals on their bodies, no one present changed their color, and they had long been accustomed to it.

Ji Gang sat next to a basin of charcoal fire and said with a smile: "This group of people has given us, we have made a contribution. Come and bring the wine and food in."

The wine and food were sent in like running water. One of the dishes was hot pot, but the firepower of the small carbon stove was not enough.

Ji Gang smiled and said, "The weather is getting colder and hotter. Get some oil to boil it."

Zhuang Jing said hurriedly: "Then get some hot oil."

Fierce tinder oil is a strategic material, but Jinyiwei is not short of it.

A large wooden barrel was lifted in by a thin Jinyiwei. He lowered his head, took a spoon and scooped a small amount of hot turmeric oil, and poured it into the carbon stove. Suddenly, black smoke rose and the flames suddenly burst into flames.

Pang Ying smiled and said, "This hot tinder is pretty good. It's a bit bigger and smelly, and it's hard to extinguish it when it's ignited."

Ji Gang said with a tight grip on his hands: "Everyone has worked hard during this period. Come and sit down. Let's have a good drink."

After everyone sat down, Wang Qian said in surprise: "Sir, is this the freshest dish?"

Ji Gang nodded, "Let's have a meal, and that's when we wake up, we won't be rich. Come and drink!"

...

The autumn sunset is beautiful, and it feels golden and shines on the eaves, like planting a piece of rice that is about to be harvested on it.

But the mood of Fang Xing is not beautiful.

In Taisun's mansion, a child who was only tall at Fang Xing's ribs, dressed in a worn-out dress and obviously had a fat fight jacket was kneeling on the ground in a daze.

Fang Xing went in and saw this scene and asked, "Who is this?"

Zhu Zhanji was not here, and Du Qian said, "This is a soldier from Yingzhou Guard."

"Soldiers of Yingzhou Guard?"

Fang Xing picked up the child who was at most seven or eight years old and asked, "Who asked you to join the army?"

The child said blankly: "Sir, the youngest family...no one is left."

Fang Xing looked up and happened to see Zhu Zhanji coming in.

Zhu Zhanji waved his hand and sighed after sitting down: "The child's father and uncle died in the grassland and the other died in Jiaozhi. According to military rules, those people went to his house to choose, but there was only a 70-year-old grandfather and him left in the house, and finally he was hooked away."

Fang Xing was shocked, touched the child's head and asked, "What's your name?"

This sergeant who may be the youngest soldier in Daming said, "Sir, the youngest is called Yue Baoguo."

This man's father must have been illiterate, and the anger in Fang Xing's heart was rushing around.

"Is grandfather still here?"

Yue Bao Guodao: "It's still here."

Zhu Zhanji said: "This time, his grandfather Yue Xingbin learned about this, so he wrote a letter to the Ministry of War."

Fang Xing said sadly in his heart: "What did the Ministry of War say?"

Zhu Zhanji shook his head and said, "Mr. Jin is very sympathetic. He has written to the emperor and wants to remove his family."

The Ming Dynasty's military household registration system, once you are selected, as long as you die or cannot perform military service, the military will immediately contact the local government and continue to select the male members in your family to supplement it.

Moreover, this rule is so strict that it is almost inevitable that apart from bribery and escape.

Fang Xing smiled bitterly and said, "The soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will not be removed unless they become the Minister of War. This depends on whether His Majesty is incompatible with the law."

"I want to submit a memorial!"

...

Zhu Di received a memorial from Jin Zhong, and after reading it, he was as deep as water.

"Your Majesty, you have the memorial of Xing and Bo."

The eunuch carefully presented the memorial.

Zhu Di took it casually.

"...There are two family members who sacrificed their lives for the country, so this is not loyalty or good? However, after the loyalty or goodness fell here, wouldn't it be heartbreaking? Your Majesty, is there anyone willing to serve the country in the future?"

"Damn it!"

Zhu Di threw the memorial out, got up and circled it.

Recalling Fang Xing’s memorial last time, the purpose is obvious: change the check-up system!

Zhu Di was a little annoyed, no, it should be said that he was embarrassed and angry!

If this matter is spread, those people will regard the Ghou Army as a fear of their own. Where can they find the source of troops?

"Let Zhanji deal with this matter."

Zhu Di knew very well that reform was not easy. When there were still great enemies on the northern grasslands, the reform of the military system must be cautious, otherwise once there were recurrences, the Ming Dynasty would be in danger.

"The prince is ignorant!"

...

"Your Majesty said that you are ignorant!"

Huang Yan left proudly, Du Qian sent him out diligently, leaving Fang Xing and Zhu Zhanji behind.

Zhu Zhanji said awkwardly: "Brother Dehua, will Yue Baoguo be placed in the academy?"

Since you are a loyal and kind person, you should be treated preferentially.

Fang Xing nodded and agreed, and then said helplessly: "Military system reform must be cautious. I understand this principle, but being cautious is one thing, and not making any noise is another thing. Everyone drags it. If you delay it for decades, then it will be really difficult to get back!"

When Zhu Zhanji saw Du Qian coming back, he coughed dryly and interrupted Fang Xing's words, "I'll send someone to pick up his grandfather, Brother Dehua, you can take this child back."

So Fang Xing had a little tail on his return trip.

When he arrived at the academy, Fang Xing called Ma Su and introduced: "His name is Yue Baoguo, and he will be a disciple of the academy from now on. You can arrange someone to take care of him and talk about it when his grandfather arrives."

Yue Baoguo turned around and looked at Fang Xing, his eyes full of fear.

"grown ups……"

The tender voice made Fang Xing feel a little sad. He said, "Don't call him an adult here, he is the chief of the mountain."

"The mountain leader."

Yue Baoguo pulled the sleeves that had already been completely wrapped around his hands and said timidly: "Big... the mountain is long, the small ones can work, they can brush horses and feed them, and they can also do laundry."

"This is a college. You will be a student in the future. Don't say anything small, just call yourself a student in the future."

Ma Su didn't know what the origin of this child wearing a big ridiculous military uniform was, but since it was arranged by Fang Xing, he would definitely take good care of him.

Yue Baoguo looked at Fang Xing with a hint of dependence in his eyes.

This is a sensible and sensitive child. From the conversation in Taisun’s mansion, he keenly realized that the most reliable one was Fang Xing.

Fang Xing comforted: "You can stay there with peace of mind. There are people taking care of your life every day, and there are people helping you with your studies. If you have any questions, go to the professors."

Yue Baoguo nodded. After Fang Xing turned around, he knelt on the ground, staring straight at Fang Xing's back, choked up... tears flowing!

Fang Xing heard the sound, but did not look back, and left with a hard heart.

A child of a few years old was selected into the army, and God knows what he had experienced!

The soldiers of the local garrison have long become free laborers for officials and local gentry. Such a young child can imagine the pain he has experienced.
Chapter completed!