The next morning, Zhao Xin got the statistical list of everyone in Heilongjiang City. He flipped through while eating breakfast, and only saw Li Bi's name on the last page.

"A native of Shaoxing, Zhejiang, is an assistant to the official school, interesting!"

A Zhejiang man can travel thousands of miles to the northernmost military fortress to support the cause of education. Not to mention, he must have been exiled.

After breakfast, Zhao Xin called Mislang over and ordered him to take the Third Battalion to formally enter Heilongjiang City, cooperate with administrative personnel to check the government offices, gunpowder depots, and armory in the city, and take stock of the Qing army's remaining materials. After entering the city, you must strictly abide by military discipline and not disturb the people.

Mislang thought for a while and asked, "Then should we stay in the city or go back to camp tonight?"

Zhao Xin said: "Your camp is stationed in Heilongjiang City." He thought for a while and said to Mislang: "There is a Han man named Li Bi who is an assistant to the official school in the city. You can ask him for help in writing and see how this person is capable of doing things."

"yes."

Mislang performed very well in the Battle of Mount Karen this time, and led more than 200 people to block the retreat of nearly 10,000 Russian troops. Zhao Xin planned to transfer Mislang to the General Staff after the war against Russia this time, and directly promoted him to the regiment commander a year and a half.

This lower-class farmer from Muo and his younger brother went to private schools when they were in the countryside, and the starting point was higher than that of others. Now, in the past few years, Mislang has participated in big and small battles one after another, step by step from ordinary soldiers to battalion commander; and his younger brother Mijiro has long been the director of the police station in Furdan City.

Compared with these island farmers, those who have read books from Henan are basically unwilling to join the army. Many of them work in the civil affairs and military industry systems. Now most of the grassroots soldiers of the Northern Navy are Henan, who were ignorant of big words before, and the most outstanding among the middle-level officers of Shandong is the monk Zhou. This situation has caused great headaches for Zhao Xin. Soldiers should be taught literacy classes every day, but in recent months there have been a lot of wars, which has been delayed immediately.

Thinking of this, he found Wu Siyu and Hu Ji and told them that from today on, all exercise training in each department will be restored, morning exercises, morning military training, afternoon literacy classes will be free activities in the camp, and evening comments will be given, and ideological education will be personally arrested by Wu Siyu.

When Hu Ji heard this, he sucked his teeth, and Wu Siyu was also very impressed.

Starting this morning, the construction team will find a piece of open space south of the old city and north of Heilongjiang City. They will cut down trees, clear weeds, level the land, and prepare to build a rostrum for the "public trial conference" there.

Zhao Xin planned to take advantage of the days when Liu Sheng and his friends came to engage in people-friendly activities with the people in Heilongjiang City, and then convened these people to hold a public trial meeting to uncover all the Luoshasha who participated in the burning, killing, looting and shooting them. The purpose is to shock these invaders; the second is to disintegrate the Qing Dynasty's rule in the middle of Heilongjiang, so that the border people of all ethnic groups know who is the one who decides for them.

With Zamusu as the main witness, Zhao Xin was preparing to ask the guard company's people to take him to find the cavalry captain Peterlovich of the First Musket Regiment. Because no one in the Northern Navy can speak Russian at the moment, he will have to go out and interrogate him personally.

In fact, it doesn’t matter if you can’t find it. The “Eleventh Slaying Law” has been happening since ancient Roman times. For the invaders, they have to accept their fate since they fail.

Zhao Xin planned to give them a profound lesson, that is, there is no need to discuss the territorial issue. If anyone wants to get involved in the Far East, he will chop off his hands, such as the governor of Irkutsk, Ivan Jakarbi.

After that, Zhao Xin called Sahalian and asked him to find some of his subordinates, Hezhe Hunter, to go to Heilongjiang City, and then this will happen...

After receiving the task, Mislang immediately ordered the communications corps of the battalion headquarters to inform the three company commanders to go to the battalion headquarters for a meeting. When Monk Zhou and the other three arrived, Mislang said the order and Monk Zhou immediately laughed out loud.

"Hehe, battalion commander, it seems that the lord is rewarding us. I have found out clearly that the barracks of the Navy Camp are enough for us, so there is no need to build the floor now!"

When Mishilang and the other two company commanders heard this, they were so amazed and laughed at Monk Zhou for being so fucked.

At 11 o'clock in the morning, the Third Battalion of the First Regiment of the Northern Navy held high the battle flag, sang "Manjianghong" and entered the north gate of Heilongjiang City with great pride.

When the soldiers sang "The shame of Jingkang is not yet achievable... Ambition to eat the meat of the barbarians in hunger", the dozen or so Qing soldiers who could understand Chinese and the families of the bannermen in the crowd showed panic expressions, thinking that they were going to settle the accounts with us?

For a moment, the families of the onlookers turned around and left. They made up their minds to never show up on the street except to go to the granary to collect three meals a day.

As for the Hezhe, Oroqen, Daur, and Soren border people, they could not understand Chinese at all. They saw that the Northern Navy was powerful and the line was tidy, and they were not even stronger than the imperial court's troops. They were all amazed and kept admiring. A few naughty children were running into the Northern Navy's team, or following the line to learn to walk.

A Sauron said, "This soldier looks so powerful, but he just doesn't know what his salary is."

Another Oroqen man said: "Yes, if it's like the court, I'll take care of two taels of food and land in a month, and I'll go with them to fight Rakshasa."

At this time, a hunter in Balk Village standing behind them interrupted: "I heard that it is much better than the imperial court. The recruits are ten taels a month and three meals a day. After serving in the army for a year, the family will be divided into fifty acres of land. If it weren't for the fact that the wife and children at home left and no one took care of them, I would have gone long ago!"

"Ah?!" Everyone around felt unbelievable, thinking that this was still a soldier? Is this a soldier no longer a master!

One hour later.

In the back hall of the Navy Camp Office, Mishilang glanced at the tattoos on Li Bi's cheeks and asked with a smile: "Are you Mr. Li?"

Li Bi knew what Mislang was looking at, and his face suddenly turned red and said with shame: "I dare not. The villain is just teaching some Chinese in the official school and can barely make a living."

In June, Li Bi could not cover his face with a cloth. The bright light in the house made the tattoos on his cheeks very clear. He has been here in Heilongjiang City for several years, and locals are no longer surprised by exiles like him. If he is knowledgeable, he will generally not be criticized; but for those murderers, thieves, and even those who disobey and unfilial exiles, both adults and children, they look down on them, and they will scold and scold them without any mercy.

No matter how Li Bi adapted, he was an official from a tribute. As a scholar, the strong sense of shame brought by tattooing faces and tattoos torture him all the time.

In the Ming Dynasty, the "Ming Dynasty Law" stipulated that the families of the treacherous people were tattooed on the faces, while the thieves only tattooed on their forearms. After the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, the punishment of the Song Dynasty was restored. Moreover, since the seventh year of Yongzheng, they had to tattoo on their left and right faces; the charges of being stabbed on their left and exiled on the ground. This is also the reason why many officials and literati who were exiled to the Northeast often stayed behind closed doors at other times except for working on work.

The most serious thing is that some Chinese medicine is added to the ink used for tattooing. After the tattoo, the potion will seep into the muscles and can penetrate into the bones over time. Unofficial history of the Qing Dynasty records that someone picked up a skull in a mass grave in the wild, with the word "escape slave" vaguely on it.

For example, Zhang Runan, who was exiled to Heilongjiang with Li Bi, was also one of the officials in the "Gansu Relief Cases". Since he arrived in Qiqihar, he has never left all day long. Baotai, the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue, admired his knowledge and wanted to ask him to teach in the official school several times, but Zhang Runan just refused, and even Zhou Ji, a kind-hearted person, didn't want it.

If it weren't for resisting Rakshasa this time, there were too many wounded soldiers who needed treatment, Li Bi would have refused to go out.

"Please sit down." Mislang saw the other party's helpless look and signaled him to sit down and speak. Li Bi bowed and said, "I dare not", and Mislang did not force him anymore.

He smiled and said, "Mr. Li, don't be nervous. Since Mr. Li is teaching in the official school, does he also understand Mandarin?"

Li Bi said: "Of course I understand this a little, but I just understand it a little, and I'm not proficient."

"That's great. We are missing people like Mr. Li. I would like to ask Mr. Li to write two notices, written in Manchu and help inform the residents of the city."

"This should be fine, please give me instructions."

Mislang nodded, got up and walked to the door and shouted outside, "Is Guo Dalu here?"

As soon as Li Bi finished speaking, he heard someone outside the door responding, "Come!", and then a young man walked in.

Li Bi looked at him sideways and saw that the man looked very young and medium-sized, wearing a colorful short shirt and pants like the Northern Navy, and wearing a pair of black short-waisted leather boots. His hair was made of short hair like Mislang, with no beard on his cheeks, and he looked very delicate.

Mislang introduced to Guo Dalu: "This is Mr. Li. He used to be a teacher in the city's official school. He is proficient in Manchu and Chinese. I will let him follow you. If your cadre team needs to write, please let Mr. Li help you."

"Yes!" Guo Dalu didn't say nonsense and immediately stood attentively to salute.

Li Bi bowed to Guo Dalu, and then he followed out of the back hall with trepidation and came outside a business room in the Navy Camp. Before he could enter the door, he heard the chattering voices in the business room. When he followed Guo Dalu into the house, he found that there were not only two men, but also two girls in the business room, and his chin fell to the ground in surprise.

The young men looked not old and were wearing the same clothes as Guo Dalu; the men were fine, while the women were all wearing two big black and shiny braids. When the four of them saw Guo Dalu coming in with a stranger, they stopped talking and looked at Li Bi curiously. As a result, Li Bi was even more ashamed and his face was almost purple.

When Guo Dalu saw Li Bi's expression, he immediately remembered what Zhao Xin said to them before leaving in the morning, so he comforted him: "Mr. Li, please relax. We lord asked me to tell you that there is a machine in Beihai Town Hospital that is specially used to remove tattoos and tattoos. When you go to Beihai Town, you will be able to remove all those things in less than three or four months, and there will be no scars."

Li Bi's eyes lit up, and then dimmed again. He thought to himself that there was no such thing in the world. He just wanted to make me work hard for you.

Seeing that he didn't believe it, Guo Dalu said again: "Our regiment commander will come in a few days. He escaped from Ningguta. You can go and ask him in person."

Li Bixin wanted to have such a magical weapon that he could be buried in the ancestral tomb in a hundred years. So he bowed to Guo Dalu and said, "Thank you! Mr. Guo has something to do, but please give me instructions."

Guo Dalu smiled and said, "I am not a master! I am less than twenty years old this year, so you can call me Xiao Guo."

Li Bi hurriedly said, "You can't do it, you can't do it!"

"Okay, then you can call me, Doctor Guo."

"Sergeant? What official position is this?"

"It's not an official, it's just a job for the people."

“…”

After 1:00 noon, two notices were written in Manchu and Chinese, and the ink was not dry before they were posted outside the gate of the rice storage warehouse; the first notice was the "Announcement of the North Navy Military Control Commission", and the second was a notice declaring the North Navy's entry discipline. Because just after lunch time, all the people who came to the granary to receive the meal had been exposed, and no one looked at it.

Afterwards, Guo Daluhe and others and two Northern Navy soldiers took two other notices, first to post a copy of the Qing army's light wounded garrison at the school's military site, and then to the Big Buddha Temple.

On the school field, several Qing troops who had just changed their gauze bandages saw the people from the Northern Hai Army leaving, then walked to the signboard curiously and muttered as they looked at the two notices written in Manchu and Chinese.

"Northern Navy, Heilongjiang City, Military Control, Committee, Notice,..."

The Qing army wounded man who was reading the notice paused a few words, and the Qing army around him struggled to hear it. One of the Qing army with a bandage hanging on his arm interrupted: "Sir, what kind of yamen do you think this committee is?"

The person who was called "adults" rolled his eyes and cursed: "How the hell do I know? I just started to think about it. If it were before, I would have to use a whip to slap you!"

Several other wounded soldiers advised: "Sir, please calm down, you don't remember the villain's mistakes."

The Qing army with bandages on his arms hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy. The "adult" felt that he had made enough style, so he cleared his throat and continued to recite.

In fact, the most concerned thing about these Qing army wounded was how the Northern Navy would deal with it. After all, that group of Han thieves who wanted to "eat the meat of the barbarians". Among the majority of the Qing army wounded soldiers present, Han, Hui, Manchu, Oroqen, Daur and Soren had soldiers, and these people all entered the Eight Banners.

There were not many Han troops in the Eight Banners in Heilongjiang City. There were two subordinates in the banner, with less than 200 soldiers, including the family members of five or six hundred. They were mainly descendants of the Dengzhou soldiers who surrendered to the Qing Dynasty with Kong Youde in their early years. During the Battle of Yaksa in the Kangxi Dynasty, they were transferred from Ningguta, Shengjing and Jilin Wula to operate the red-clothed cannons, and then they were organized into Zhengbai. The subordinates of Han troops in the Han Dynasty stayed here to guard the border.

As for the Hui people, there were not many. They all came here with the Navy camp during the Kangxi period and were also kept after the war. Compared with Manchu, Han, Hui Sanbo people, Oroqen and Daur soldiers were the old local residents.

As the notice of the Han army leader became louder and louder, the other wounded soldiers also supported each other and surrounded hundreds of people. After they heard the Han army leader recited the two notices, they found that the whole article did not say what to do with them, only mentioned words such as "Disaster robbery, robbery, thievery, irresistance, irresistance, and those who report meritoriously, and those who violated the violations" were mentioned.

A group of people thought that those in the North Hai Army in white coats had been busy treating the wounded since they entered the city yesterday and putting medicine on their own. So a quick-mouthed guy suddenly said, "Don't they want us to surrender to the army, right?"

Coaxing! A stone caused a thousand waves, and the wounded soldiers immediately discussed it. Everyone thought about it carefully and it was really possible. But the problem was that these people were still consuming the salary of the court two days ago, and they were about to take up weapons to oppose the court in a blink of an eye. How could this be possible?

As a member of the Eight Banners, I am against myself? It’s a shame!
Chapter completed!