Zhao Xing's home is deep in the Yaowang Hutong in Qianmen. The long alley blocked the hustle and bustle of Qianmen and the rising Dashilan. It was remote but quiet. Because of Zhao Xing's kindness, the neighbors did not reject and alienate their family because Zhao Xing was a member of the Jinyiwei. Instead, because of Zhao Xing's tiger skin, he helped his neighbors solve their problems and was favored by his neighbors.

When neighbors saw Zhao Xing coming back so early, they greeted him differently.

"Xingzi, why did you come back so early?" An old lady holding half a bag of rice asked enthusiastically.

"Xingzi, have you eaten? Why don't we guys have a drink tonight?" This is Mr. Zhao, who is the snack opposite.

"Brother Xingzi, I have a relative who has been buried. Please help me."

"Xingzi, what do you mean by the last girl I introduced to you? Let me give you a message."

There are so many people, everyone is enthusiastic and friendly, Zhao Xing was moved and perfunctory, is the neighbor? That's it?

Zhao Xing carried an embroidered spring knife in one hand and half a bag of rice in the other. While walking home with a warm smile and a greeting neighborhood Q&A.

When I pushed open the door of my house, the sound of weaving in the room stopped. My mother appeared at the door. The little girl and the puppy ran out with six short legs together.

The little puppy didn't smell the scent of the buns he used to, shook his tail in anticipation, raised his head, and stuck out his tongue to hug Zhao Xing's thighs and screamed, expressing absolute dissatisfaction.

The little sister didn't smell the sound of the buns, and her eyes were red and complained: "Sister Xiufen doesn't like me."

He handed the embroidered spring knife and half a bag of rice in his hand to his mother, and Zhao Xing picked up the aggrieved little sister and explained: "It's not that Sister Xiufen doesn't like Xiaoya anymore, but that Sister Xiufen moved away."

My mother asked in confusion: "Have you really moved away?"

Zhao Xing smiled at his mother and put down his sister in front of the door: "Go back to the house to play first, I have something to say with my mother."

Xiao Ya immediately ran into the house with her little dog obediently. It was very cold outside the house.

He helped my mother into her weaving hall and asked her to sit down. Zhao Xing said embarrassedly: "It's not that Xiufen's family has moved out, but that my work choreography will be gone tomorrow. According to my unpopular situation, I guess I will have to be idle at home tomorrow."

My mother was not surprised or complained, but just nodded calmly: "I have heard that the emperor is going to abolish the Jinyiwei, and I said it is not good or bad, but since the emperor decided, we have no way to change it. You can rest for a few days first and then find a way to live. My mother can weave cloth, you have hands and feet, and you can't starve us to death."

The people in the imperial capital love gossip the most, and the news is the most well-known. A small matter in the palace is known in the blink of an eye. The court is still arguing about the fact that Chongzhen had abolished the Jinyiwei, and the court is still arguing that there is no result in the discussion. It has long been known on the street, and the spread will become more and more mysterious. Zhao Xing has become accustomed to this kind of oral transmission speed without the Kuaishou era.

"My wife, don't worry, my brother's livelihood is covered by me." An enthusiastic but careless voice came from the gate of the courtyard.

Needless to say, the little fat man is chasing him.

Zhao Xing smiled bitterly, he was still chasing his family.

Sure enough, before Zhao Xing and his mother could pick them up, the little fat man had already entered the house with great honor.

"Hello, Mangma," the fat man gave Zhao Xingma a proper salute, and then patted his chest to report proudly: "Mangma, I have begged my father to give my brother a title of 1,000 yuan in the Beijing camp, which is the kind that only receives salary and does not need to go, and then my brother will do whatever he should do."

Zhao Xing smiled and handed him the bench, but said helplessly: "I meddled with other people's business and deserve a beating."

My mother has long known the identity of this fat man, but this guy is actually very kind and has a sweet-mouthed person, so he has long resolved his restraint.

At this time, my mother was bringing out a small basket of dried fruits from melon seeds and sweet dates. She fell in front of the little fat man and thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you for your care of the prince. Now, we won't have to worry about our livelihood."

The little fat man, while giving the dried fruits to his mouth and chewing them, showed off proudly: "If I weren't a garrison, I was afraid that I would give my brother a higher position than me, and I was bullied by him, I would let my father give him a bigger official according to my brother's ability."

Facing the kindness of his brothers, Zhao Xing refused to take it because he knew that this year was the year of Chongzhen, and next year, the wild boar skin Huang Taiji would fight from Xifengkou to the door of the imperial capital. At that time, the Beijing camp overestimated its power and took the initiative to attack. Just outside the capital, more than 5,000 were killed in battle and injured countless wars. At that time, the Beijing camp was afraid of the enemy and never dared to go out of the city to fight. He became an official in the Beijing camp and had to go out of the city to fight. He had no eyes on his sword and gun. He was not a member of the Ming Dynasty. There was no need to be cannon fodder for this doomed dynasty. He should stay away from the war and be a spectator.

In the future, wild boar skin invaded Jingji. No matter how he fought and killed outside the city, the city of Beijing was not broken in the end. Therefore, it would be better not to be a Jinyiwei. You can stay at home with your mother and sister, and the little puppy, and escape the war peacefully. When you have the chance in the future, you will take your family to the south of the Yangtze River and finally open your golden finger and float across the ocean, regardless of the flood behind him.

Who said that time travelers must worry about the country and the people and turn around history? I don’t care about others. Anyway, I don’t care about that leisure. I don’t have that ability either.

According to this, I sat down for my brother and said in a calm tone: "Thank you for your concern, but I do not understand the military--"

"Isn't you really going to fight and kill, just like me, get a salary, and then what we brothers should do." The little fat man explained tightly.

Zhao Xing smiled and shook his head: "I am different from you. I firmly stick to the principle of whoever I eat, and I will eat the empty amount for free. Since I have received the money and food of the imperial guards, I have to fight. But look at my family, I am still waiting for me to support me, so I can't take that risk."

The little fat man smiled helplessly and shook his head: "Why am I just a brother with a elm-headed head? The imperial guards in the Beijing camp are the royal army. They are just as legitimate as they eat less than half of the vacancy. Why are you so despicable?"

Like the Jinyiwei, the Jingying was also a personal army of the royal family. He was not under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War. His money, grain and equipment were all distributed by the royal family's treasury. Therefore, this is also an institution where the royal family can make independent decisions and reward meritorious officials.

As long as there are meritorious officials, the emperor can directly reward a child of the minister without going through the cabinet and the Ministry of War, and become an official of the imperial guards in the Jinyiwei or an official of the imperial guards. This is called Enyin, which is the only privilege of the royal family.

Therefore, this is why the 13th Battalion of Beijing Camp should have a quota of 200,000, but in fact, there are less than 100,000 people on duty. Most of them are the Enyin soldiers who are not reported at all.
Chapter completed!