The incense of the Heroes Hall fills the square of the huge martial arts school.
The majestic white tower enshrining the ashes of heroes and martyrs is right in front of you.
The flag of the sun, moon and stars, representing the Ming Dynasty, stretches out in the wind and makes a sound.
Eight hundred and sixty-two martial arts students were divided into several square formations and stood in silence.
Among them were fallen scholars who joined the army, some were from good families with a clean family background, some were soldiers selected from the grassroots, and some were generals' children.
They all wore four-color mandarin duck war jackets, mainly red with purple, green and yellow, and iron helmets on their heads, with red tassels flying.
"The Emperor has arrived!"
"Long live my emperor! Long live!"
Amidst the sound of kowtows, Zhu Yunxi slowly walked up to the high platform holding the six pounds.
He looked around condescendingly and saw eager and excited faces, and pairs of loyal and fanatical eyes.
I also saw an indescribable arrogance...
"I'm here to see you today!" Zhu Yunxi's voice slowly sounded, "Look at my future generals, generals and even generals of the Ming Dynasty..."
There was sudden silence on the school grounds.
Only the battle flag swayed in the wind.
But the students' eyes became even more fanatical, because the emperor said that they were the future commander-in-chief and the future generals...
"Martial arts was advocated by me back then? Do you know why?"
Zhu Yunxi said loudly, "Because some people say that the world is at peace, and if we want to rule the world with civilized society, we cannot raise millions more soldiers. But I said that the ancients said that if you forget to fight, you will perish... Our Ming Dynasty was built on the golden sword and the iron horse who fought a hundred battles for the rest of their lives.
Can you enter Kuma and release Nanshan with swords and guns?"
"I ask you, are the Tatars still there?"
More than 800 martial arts students shouted in unison, "Here we are!"
"where?"
"In Mobei, in Monan!"
"Yes, the so-called peace in the world is just them licking their wounds temporarily!" Zhu Yunxi said loudly, "I ask you again, is the territory of the Ming Dynasty...enough?"
"Not enough! Not enough!" the martial arts students fell into a frenzy and roared.
Zhu Yunxi shouted again, "Do you remember what you swore when you entered school?"
More than 800 students shouted almost madly, "Everywhere the sun and moon go is my territory of the Ming Dynasty. All the people in the world are my servants of China!"
"The Ming Dynasty's tigers and eagles fly to show the majesty of the kingdom of heaven. We, the imperial minions, should guard the four directions for His Majesty!"
The shouts turned into roars, and everyone tried their best to make sounds from their chests.
"My seed spreads far and wide, my country is protected from all directions, my army is invincible, and my emperor... long life spans no boundaries!"
"Haha!" Zhu Yunxi laughed amid the roar.
These people... are the capital of his emperor, the capital of the Ming Empire, and the capital of the people of Ming Dynasty.
It is the capital that dominates the world and will always be at the top of the world.
Liujin, on the other hand, had his eyes gleaming and his little fists clenched tightly.
"This place is much better than Wenhua Palace! These people are much more pleasing to the eye than the Masters!"
"My Ming Dynasty still has enemies, what should we do?" Zhu Yunxi shouted again.
"kill!"
"My Ming Dynasty's territory is far from enough!"
"kill!"
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The sound of killing echoed between heaven and earth.
Zhu Yunxi took a deep breath, "Can you smell the incense in the Temple of Heroes?"
"I took the prince along all the way, looking at the portraits of the heroes and heroes of the Ming Dynasty and their names, I was so inspired by recalling the past!"
"The Ming Dynasty came into existence from scratch. How many heroes and martyrs were buried in horse leather? How many good men died in the wilderness?"
"Today, next to the Heroes' Temple, which honors the heroes of the Ming Dynasty, and in the midst of your martial arts, I ask you. Are you willing to shed your blood for the Ming Dynasty, and even...become a wisp of heroic souls in the Heroes' Temple?
?”
"Be born as a minister of the Ming Dynasty, and die as the soul of the Ming Dynasty!"
"Okay!" Zhu Yunxi said solemnly, "I will remember this! Before the end of the year, you all will go to the frontier to defend the country..." As he said, he looked around majestically, "Anyone who survives...
Survive for me! Survive and be the commander-in-chief of my Ming Dynasty, general! Let my Ming Dynasty be independent from the world!"
"If... if someone dies in battle, I..." Zhu Yunxi said, paused again, and said, "I will sacrifice the hero's soul in the Temple of Heroes!"
"The emperor has decreed, grant the sword!"
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"After the New Year, martial arts students should recruit more students!"
On the way back to the palace, Zhu Yunxi whispered to Mei Yin who was riding beside him.
The latter pondered for a moment, "The more the merrier?"
"Yeah!" Zhu Yunxi nodded, "But we can't distinguish between good and bad! It's best to be a son of a good family, the son of a soldier who died in the battle!" He said with a smile, "If the building is not enough, you can go with Ru Yu and Xu Huizu
Reach out and ask for money! Also, the monthly salary of the students must be doubled, the food must be careful, and weapons and horses and other supplies must not be neglected! The guns and artillery of the Firearms Foundry Bureau are free to use!"
"I obey your decree!" Mei Yin replied solemnly.
The treatment of martial arts students is equivalent to that of thousands of households in the military.
But according to the emperor's wishes, it is better to be better.
As for the emperor's intention, of course he understood.
These students of martial arts are the emperor's most loyal minions in the army and the serious disciples of the emperor.
After saying a few words to Mei Yin, Zhu Yunxi lowered the car curtain and leaned against the back of the chair with his eyes closed to relax.
The six-pound man next to him suddenly came over a little bit, his little eyes darting around, "Father, you must be tired! My son, I'll hammer your legs!"
As he spoke, he lifted Zhu Yunxi's legs and beat them with his small fists.
"Ha!" Zhu Yunxi smiled.
"Father, you are so majestic today!" Liu Jin's little mouth started.
"Well, how can I not be awesome?"
"The eyes of those medical staff are shining brightly when they look at you!"
"Um!"
"Father, father!" Liujin said with a smile, "Can my son...?"
"Um?"
"Can my son also come here to study?" Liu Jin tugged on Zhu Yunxi's sleeve and swayed coquettishly, "The bachelors in Wenhua Palace are too rigid. They study the knowledge of saints every day. What the ancients said..."
With that said, he climbed up to Zhu Yunxi and leaned against him intimately, "My son wants to choose a few reading companions, but they won't allow this or that! How about you let your son go to a martial arts school?"
"Don't you have martial arts classes?" Zhu Yunxi scratched his six-pound nose and said with a smile.
"It's just horseback riding and archery... My son has never touched a musket until now!" Liu Jin said aggrievedly, "I heard that artillery is more powerful than muskets!" He said loudly, "Listen
When we attack Burma, we can knock down the city gate tower with a single blast!"
"Who did you listen to?"
"Well..." Liujin immediately shut up and continued to tug on Zhu Yunxi's sleeve, "Father, good father, please promise my son!"
Then he said loudly, "My ancestor is the emperor of Ma. You have also personally conquered Goryeo. I, the son of the Zhu family, are all proficient in military affairs. I can't be here with my son and know nothing, right? Then in the future... if foreign enemies invade in the future
, your son doesn’t know anything when you ask questions, isn’t that the person who embarrasses you?”
"Haha!" Zhu Yunxi flicked his six-pound head, "You kid, do it one after another!"
As he said that, he pinched Liu Jin's cheek and said, "Martial arts is not a place for nonsense!"
"My son will never mess around!" Liu Jin quickly promised, "What do you gentlemen say? I beg you, father!"
"That's all!" Zhu Yunxi was so exhausted that he smiled and said, "In the next month, you are allowed to come for five days."
"Long live my father!" Liujin smiled and clapped his hands.
At this time, Zhu Yunxi suddenly seemed to remember something.
He lifted the car curtain and looked at Mei Yin who was standing on the horse.
The latter quickly lowered his head and said, "Your Majesty?"
"All the members of the clan who have not yet matured must enter martial arts and gain experience!" Zhu Yunxi said sternly, "There is no need to give preferential treatment, all will be in accordance with the rules for students!"
"According to the order!"
"In addition, by selecting a few teachers, the prince and the rest of my disciples will also enter martial arts!"
Mei Yin was stunned for a moment, and then quickly said, "I am quite familiar with military strategy..."
"okay!"
Zhu Yunxi pondered slightly, Mei Yin was a man of both civil and martial arts, and what was even more rare was that he was not like other martial arts teachers, who were always talking about his mother, and would eat at the enemy at every turn.