Chapter 3 The King
As soon as the feeding time passed, the long march stopped at the sound of the sound of the camp. The camp arrived, and relying on the logistics ships advancing westward against the Huai River, the military ration officer was distributing the food and fodder and dry firewood into the camp in units of hundreds of people according to the intervals between the soldiers during the camp.
This system comes from Xiong Jing. He used to read Jiang Weiguo's memoirs and saw that he said in the book that the mountain division where he was traveling through the Alps to march into Austria. The soldiers did not issue ammunition at first, but when they stopped on the ridge for lunch, they found piles of ammunition boxes placed on the roadside, and their distance was exactly the same as the length of the marching of the company, battalion and regiment.
Inspired by this, Xiong Jing also asked the Chu army to distribute food according to the military tent before the camp, instead of the soldiers who received the food gathered around the gate of the grain camp and waiting for the marquis and military officials to distribute military rations one by one, there was no need to send people to risk being arrested by enemy scouts when the weather was cold and cold, and ran several miles to collect firewood.
Xiong Jing was just envious of the accuracy of the German army's management. He wanted to introduce digital management into the Chu army, that is, everything in the army must have a fixed number, so that the march and formation can be convenient. After ordering, each soldier will naturally be able to make it easier, and the military ration officers will go crazy. Catching firewood was the business of each soldier, but now it has become the task of the military ration officers. In the past, each soldier sent people to collect grain, but now he actually has to deliver it to his own door, and he also needs to "distribute it accurately according to the distance between the soldiers' camps."
Although the order came from the prince, the military ration officer still reported the dissatisfaction to the two division commanders. The final solution was to hold a meeting. The two divisions randomly selected several old commanders, sergeants, and kids, and then several military officers who distributed military rations, military ration officers who were in charge of food and fodder, as well as the two division commanders, army Sima, and army leader. In the end, the prince Xiong Jing and the old veteran Lian Po.
More than 20 people discussed three times before they barely decided the regulations. The price was that the military food officials and carriages were doubled, otherwise there would be insufficient distribution of food, fodder, dry wood, and the distribution of military food would also face the risk of theft. If a soldier arrived for some reason, the military food would probably be stolen by others.
In addition to marching every day, Xiong Jing also inspected various camps accompanied by Lian Po. He used to live in the royal palace, but now he is experiencing the sufferings of the people. He doesn't like it, and he can't bear it. For example, the soldiers of Yue do not wear shoes, and their feet are either swollen or cracked; the soldiers rarely have winter clothes, and there is no fur, and the military tent they live in is leaking and there is no warmth; there is no hygiene, and they are not allowed to drink raw water from the first day, but the soldiers have no kettle, and even if they use cauldrons to burn hot water, they have nothing to put on.
‘Kata Kata…’, when the military rations were distributed, Xiong Jing was digging a stove. After these days, he had become accustomed to things he was not used to, and turned into an ordinary disciple, who was with Lian Po, his eldest son Lian Yu, Ge You, and Yu, and five of them were formed into a team, and they took turns digging a stove to cook every day.
Lian Po was happy that Xiong Jing, as the prince, could share the joys and sorrows with his disciples, and he was a good player in digging the stove. That day it was his turn to dig the stove, and he dug out a military stove with a short spear and then started to make a fire to cook. When it was the other people's turn to dig, it was not so easy to cook. No one could do it. The water in the steamer would be less, and the vegetable soup underneath would sometimes burn.
Carrying the north wind, Kada Kata, Xiong Jing digs down one by one, and turns out the soil one by one. After all, he is weak. Even if Yu helps dig the soil, he has to dig out a standard military stove. When he sets up the firewood to light the fire, he has no strength, and Yu is all rushing alone.
"Why should Zijing do this?" Naojiu looked at it for a long time and stared at him for a long time. When the stove started to smoke, he sighed like this.
"Teacher, why can't this be so?" The two historians of the left and right stood behind Xiong Jing. Xiong Jing had long been used to treating them as non-existent. "I, Chu people, were expelled and killed by the Yin people and lived in a place without a fixed place to have a great country in the world today. Isn't it just that the swords and halberds in their hands? You must understand that the swords and halberds must be personally entered into the army, and start by digging a stove. The Qin people dominate the world because of an invincible strong army?"
"Even so, where is Zijing's etiquette and law like this? If this matter is passed down to the world..." Xiong Jing said rationally, and emotionally cunning could not accept Xiong Jing, who was about to become the king of a country, and had to dig a stove and cook.
"Teacher, the ancestor King Wu often said: 'I am a barbarian.' Since the people of Chu were originally barbarians, why should we pay too much attention to etiquette and law?" As soon as Xiong Jing barbarians said, the people around him changed their colors, but no one refuted them. "The current children of the princes have long since no such spirit as the ancestor King Wu. They all boast about poetry and essays and clothes, and the students are puzzled. What is the benefit of the country and the army?"
Digging a stove was exhausted, Xiong Jing no longer had the usual tolerance, and the more he spoke, he became more and more angry: "The day before yesterday, I ordered Xiang Yan not to go north, but he replied after he pulled out the camp. In his eyes, there was no such eldest son as me; the Qin people did not attack Han Wei or Zhao, but only attacked our Chu State, so he thought I was weak and could be bullied. Xiang Yan had no self, and the Qin people bullied me, why did this? Isn't it because I don't understand military tactics and military tactics, and even if I lead the army, it is vulnerable. Since this is the case, how can I abide by etiquette and law without practicing military tactics and battle formations?"
Xiong Jing spoke very quickly. Before Naojiu could comfort him, he raised his sword and chopped it into the mud with all his might, and said loudly: "Everyone, let's see, they will always have to be willing to surrender to me one day, not just because I am the king, but because I am stronger than them!"
Since becoming the prince, Xiong Jing has paid great attention to his words. This time, he complained and complained. There is a reason why Xiang Yan was angry: he asked him to wait for the Jiangdong army but he didn't wait, so he didn't go north, and he went north. The most anger was that he would go back to Feixun after the camp the next day. He was just killing first and then reporting. Xiang Yan was also angry at the current situation: Yesterday, the news came that the Qi State's front army had already left the Qi Great Wall and headed south to Muling Pass, and was heading towards Ju County; and Wei State was said to be gathering and would soon be invaded to take advantage of the situation, but there was no news about Zhao State. Unfortunately, Huang Xie even gave Guo Kai Wanjin, which was wasted all the money!
Qin, which obviously destroyed Zhao first, actually sent 300,000 troops to destroy Chu. Qi and Wei, who had been watching, also took action one by one, while Zhao's ally, did not send troops. Helpless, resentful, angry, unwilling to accept... Xiong Jing, who had never been under such pressure, was now overwhelmed and had to speak out to vent his heart to regain balance.
The prince vented this way, as the prince's guard, Naojiu, as the prince's guard, did not interrupt, and no one dared to speak. In the silence, only the noise of the soldiers in the military camp and the snoring of Lian Po's dozing off were heard. The rice was cooked and the soup was hot, and the five people shared it and said nothing more. When the next day, when the time came to pass, Xiong Jing, who was cold in his heart, looked at the coffin of his father, was crying without tears, and howled in the crying of everyone.
"The Emperor and Heaven are Taiyi, and they are the order of the destiny, the talismans are drawn, the text of the talisman, the letters of the Jinkui, and the gods are announced to the people of Chu..." The cries of the court in the ancestral temple were a little rest, and all the officials and court officials were wearing filial piety clothes. Only the Grand Sima Naojiu, who presided over the ceremony of the throne, was wearing red clothes. Naojiu read the prayer loudly, and his voice echoed among the layers of black curtains in the ancestral temple.
After finishing his short confession, Naojiu said again: "The destiny of heaven is over, but he will not return. Before the king passed away, he had already established his eldest son. The eldest son immediately became the king in front of the coffin. He asked the eldest son to ascend the throne and the queen would be the queen."
Xiong Jing and Concubine Zhao were already in the central court. After saying this, Song Yu, holding the king's seal, Zhaoshu, holding the wine-gourd, tortoiseshell, came up from the east stairs, and Zuo Shizhuyuan, holding the book of books, came up from the west stairs. The three of them were wearing red clothes.
Zuo Shi Zhuyuan followed Zhou Li and said: "Before the King's death, he was the last one, and ordered his lord, Chu Bian, to lead the Dabian and Xie to help the world to answer the light of Yang's ancestors..."
The etiquette of ascension is extremely particular. According to Song Yu's teachings, Xiong Jing should answer after saying this: "I am a fool, and my ability to confuse all directions, so that I respect the power of heaven?" This is a humble word, meaning: How can I, a slight boy, govern the world in harmony and respect the power of heaven?
Humility is a virtue, but Xiong Jing, who is still in an imbalance, did not answer any questions about the little boy according to Song Yu's explanation, but murmured: "Who else can I give me the danger in this day?"
"King..." Zhu Yuan stood in front of Xiong Jing, surprised when he heard this. He corrected: "The King should say, 'Boy, 'Boy, '"
"No need!" Xiong Jing did not correct his previous words, but picked up the wine from Zhaoshu and began to offer wine to his ancestors. Later, he sipped wine to the coffin. After Zhaoshu said 'Feast', he drank the wine in the cup. At this time, the ceremony for ascending the throne had been completed. Although the new king did not feel that it was empty, the court officials still bowed: "I pay homage to the king, the queen."
The Qisizong Temple was small. Although not all court officials came here to worship, the voices of two or three hundred people still roared and rushed straight into the eardrums. It was supposed to be the Queen Mother Zhao who asked the ministers to get up, but when Zhao, who heard his son's words just now, only looked at Xiong Jing, and Xiong Jing understood, "All the ministers were exempted from courtesy."
"Thank you," Since Xiong Jing did not say "Miaomiaozi", the etiquette for ascension began to be out of order and disobey the etiquette. Fortunately, this is Chu State, not Lu State, and Xiong Jing's words "Who else can I do but me?" are deeply cunning, enfeoffed the monarch and the county lord. At this time, what they are worried about is that the new king is not tough enough. How can they expel the Qin people if they are not tough? How can they restrain the county lord?
"The Qin people attacked me, and the outer city of Chengyang was broken..." Xiong Jing's unexpected speech extended the ceremony that should have ended. He did not speak falsely, but said bluntly that the current crisis was at the moment. "The Qi people have surrounded Ju County, and the Wei people are eyeing each other. His father was sick and personally fought in the army. Although he was young, he knew that his father had lost his son and he would not die.
The ancestors have been hard-working and have been passed down for thousands of years; the State of Chu has established its country, with hundreds of thousands of descendants and hundreds of thousands of soldiers. Now the city is in danger! The State of Chu is in danger! The country is in danger! The country is in danger! The country is in danger! The country is in danger! The land of Chu is in danger! The land of Chu is in danger! The land of Chu is in danger! Use my sword to kill all those who invade Chu; use my blood to defend every inch of the land of the ancestors. May the same clan of Chu help me, and may the wise men of Chu help me."
Chapter completed!