Xiang Zhong naturally didn't know that Xia Jian was talking about his system mission. He thought that Xia Jian was talking about fulfilling his responsibility of supervising the army.
Xiang Zhong's good impression of Xia Jian immediately increased. He felt that this eunuch wasn't as bad as Wang Zhen.
Xiang Zhong's actual martial strength was actually very strong. The situation where he was unable to fight the four of them previously was actually an act.
He was sent flying by a kick from Hu Feizhou. Although it looked very heavy, in reality, when the kick landed on Xiang Zhong, he had already withdrawn his strength.
There are two reasons why Xiang Zhong is doing this. One is to numb those three people. When their vigilance is lowered, he will kill them in one go.
Although Xiang Zhong's martial strength was very strong, it was still rather troublesome to capture the three of them.
As for the second reason, he wanted to see what Eunuch Xia would choose.
When he was still in the capital, he had heard that the newly appointed Seal Eunuch of the Bureau of Rites was very skilled in martial arts and had saved the Emperor twice. Xiang Zhong also wanted to see for himself.
Having seen it, Xiang Zhong also has to deal with his own matters.
As the saying went, a new official had three fires. The first fire was to get rid of the person who led the evil in the army.
The second fire was to rectify the morale of the army.
The border guards had just been defeated by the Mongolian Maoli child's army, and their morale was low. At this time, they urgently needed a general with cohesion to stand up.
If the morale of the army was allowed to fall apart, the next time Mao Li child brought the army to Qingyang city gate, he would probably be able to scare the Ming border guards into fleeing.
This made things difficult for Xia Jian. He was the chief eunuch supervising the army. He had to supervise the army from the side no matter what the commander was doing. This was his duty.
Initially, Xia Jian said that he didn't need supervision and believed in Xiang Zhong. However, this guy was stubborn and wanted to drag Xia Jian out no matter what.
So be it if he wanted to supervise the army. In the end, Xiang Zhong even forced Xia Jian to follow him to raid the residences of the three commanders who had been killed by Shang Fang's sword.
This raid was not a small matter. In the residences of the three commanders, they found a large amount of gold and silver. Even the number of concubines exceeded ten.
The commander's life was even better than the emperor's in the capital.
Initially, Xia Jian had thought that no matter how greedy this general was, he would only be able to lead a hard life. After all, he had suffered a lot in the border area. What good life could he have?
Now, Xia Jian had discovered that even in a tough place, as long as one's heart was big enough, one could still live the life of a local tyrant.
As the saying goes, kill the chicken to warn the monkeys. Xia Jian, the eunuch in charge of the army, had killed three corrupt commanders the moment he arrived.
After the guards around Qingyang City received this news, they all retracted their tails, afraid that they would follow in the footsteps of these three commanders.
Of course, it was not enough to just kill the three of them. They had to remove the henchmen and trusted aides of the three commanders to restore the military's prestige.
Killing the chicken to warn the monkeys was not enough. Even the chicken feathers had to be plucked out.
He counted all the soldiers in Qingyang City. There were a total of 18,640 people. Excluding the wounded, cooks, medical troops, and so on, the actual combat personnel was less than 14,000.
Originally, a city only had one Guard rank soldier, which was about five to six thousand. Qingyang City had four Guard ranks because of the war.
A few days later, Xia Jian ran to Xiang Zhong's residence with a secret letter. He slammed it on the table and said,""Xiang, let me ask you, what did you write for the 800-mile express two days ago?”
Xiang Zhong smiled foolishly." Eunuch Xia, what's the rush? I'm just writing down your achievements."”
"It was clearly you who wanted to kill those three people. How did it end up being me killing the treacherous officials alone?”Xia Jian was speechless. He had encountered such a stupid teammate.
The group of honest officials in the imperial court had a good opinion of Xia Jian, the supervisor of the army. They even told them the standard of eunuchs.
F * ck, this was far from what Xia Jian wanted. How would the corrupt officials in the court view him in the future? Would corrupt officials still dare to show filial piety to him?
This was forcing him to be a clean official!
"F * ck, Xiang, you win!"
Xia Jian slammed the door fiercely and left. He was furious.
Xiang Zhong, this pig-like teammate, blamed the matter of killing the treacherous officials all on Xia Jian, while he himself was fine, hiding at the side and doing nothing.
"Damn it, if it wasn't for the system mission, I really wanted to chop you up.”Xia Jian snorted.
"Sir, are we still going to the arms camp?" asked one of his trusted followers.”
"Nonsense, of course, why not?”Xia Jian was very angry, so his words were naturally blunt. His trusted aide could only shut his mouth resentfully.
The Great Ming Dynasty was still very passionate about firearms. Only the people of the Qing Dynasty who had closed off their country would abandon such weapons.
However, passion was passion. At this time, Da Ming's weapon manufacturing level was average, and the firearms he fiddled with were limited to hand-held handguns.
There were many rockets invented, such as single-shot rockets, multi-shot rockets, multi-barrel rockets, winged rockets, and so on.
However, the political problems of the Ming Dynasty in recent years had led to the lag in the development of firearms. At the same time, the West had developed various types of artillery, as well as the predecessor of rifles, the musket.
As for the rest of the weapons in the Armament Battalion, they were still cold weapons.
Xia Jian, who came from the 21st century, naturally scoffed at these things after seeing them. They were too f * cking trash!
Suddenly, at this moment, Xia Jian had a bold idea. Why not build an army of his own and turn it all into firearms?
Even if Xia Jian couldn't make a Gatling gun, with his intelligence, wouldn't a shotgun be a piece of cake?
Don't look down on hunting rifles. One must know that the Ming muskets of this period were far less powerful than the hunting rifles that Xia Jian wanted to make.
Craftsmen were required to make a spear. There was a Ministry of Works in the six departments of the Ming Dynasty, and the transfer of craftsmen needed to be approved by the Ministry of Works.
Xia Jian would not go to the Ministry of Works. If someone questioned him, he would just say that he was outside and did not accept military orders.
Thus, Xia Jian boldly gathered all the usable craftsmen in the surrounding cities and reforged these firearms that were about to be scrapped.
At the same time, a portion of the stolen money that Xiang Zhong had confiscated from the corrupt personnel in the military camp was taken by Xia Jian to be used as the expenses for the construction of the craftsman camp.
Two days later, Xia Jian secretly deducted the stolen money and Xiang Zhong found out about the establishment of the labor camp.
Xiang Zhong brought a team of soldiers to Xia Jian in a rage and questioned him about the illegal detention of stolen money and the private mobilization of craftsmen.
Xia Jian was the supervisor of the border guards, and Xiang Zhong was the commander. In other words, Xia Jian only had the power to supervise the army, but he did not have the power to mobilize the soldiers, nor the ability to withhold the stolen money.
"Eunuch Xia, who gave you the authority to mobilize craftsmen and set up camps? Do you know what crime it is to detain stolen money without permission?”Xiang Zhong angrily slammed the table and said.
Xia Jian smiled and imitated Xiang Zhong's usual simple and honest appearance. He said,"Lord Commander, don't be anxious. I wrote a memorial to the Imperial Court the day before yesterday and reported this matter in your name. In a few days, the Imperial Court might issue an imperial edict praising you.”
After Xiang Zhong heard this, the veins near his temples popped out one after another, and his face turned as red as pig liver.
The Imperial Court was deep, and Xiang Zhong was most afraid of being in the limelight. He might even be criticized by those censors.
After Xia Jian's ruckus, the group of censors seized the opportunity to scold him.
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