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Chapter One Hundred and Ninety-Two

Even for these young soldiers who have been working hard since childhood, they spent the whole day standing in line and dividing the banners into hundreds of households, and then played multiple tug-of-war games. At noon, they only used four white-faced curtain heads.

By evening, almost everyone was so hungry that they could eat a cow.

As soon as we arrived at the meal time, there was a long queue of people waiting in front of the four large pots. I saw that the men who said they were adding vegetables were holding a large piece of braised pork belly in addition to a few steamed buns.

The others were so embarrassed that their eyes were filled with confusion. Especially those who queued up to take their turn, but only got two sour buns, and they suddenly looked weak.

Winners get extra meals, losers get half of their meals, how can it be so unlucky!

Seeing several ill-intentioned glances directed at the lucky ones, Xu Xun, who was watching coldly, suddenly shouted: "If you want to eat well, work hard during practice tomorrow! If you find anyone who is worthless and robs others,

If you have twenty military sticks, they will be kicked out immediately! If you want to make things right, you have to rely on your own abilities. I don’t want any crooked ways here!"

As soon as these words came out, several young men who were usually shy suddenly looked away in dismay. At this time, five hundred households who had already gone to have dinner also came back and stood next to Xu Xun one by one. Among them

A man with a strong body like a black tower said: "Sir, now we have divided the general flag, but no one has designated the general flag or the small flags below. I'm afraid there will be chaos during the drill tomorrow.

.If you ask me, instead of kicking out those twenty useless ones, we might as well bring in a dozen or twenty experienced generals and subordinates from outside."

"It's enough to have experienced ones like you." Xu Xun immediately replied casually when he saw a group of young soldiers packed up their food and squatted down somewhere to devour it. Looking back, he saw that the five of them were all very happy.

, he smiled at the big man in the black tower and said, "Maqiao, the one under you who won today is the right lion. Among them, the little fat guy holding the rope at the end is good. I plan to promote him to be the general flag. In addition, the front shouts:

The pock-faced boy in the trumpet and the square-faced one in the middle who always loves to laugh are the two of them called Xiaoqi. Whether we do well or not will be discussed later. For now, let them take the lead."

The ancestors of the black tower Han Maqiao were under the gate of Dingguo Gong. Because of his father's diligence, Xu Guangqu was the first to think of him and recommend him when Xu Xun was training this time. He was a man with no city government.

He just mustered up all his energy and wanted to do it well, so when Xu Xun asked him, he was stunned and immediately agreed, without noticing that the other four people were looking at each other.

Unexpectedly, this afternoon's tug-of-war was not just for running-in, nor was it purely for the purpose of motivating people through reward and punishment competition, but it also meant to select talents!

Xu Xun told Ma Qiao about the three people, and then turned to the other four people and selected eight more people, either assigning general flags or assigning small flags, but this time he still left a vacancy for them.

Go and fill it up. Seeing that the four of them were surprised and happy at the same time, he withdrew his gaze and glanced at the young soldiers in the greenhouse who were busy eating, and then said: "In short, after eating, these will be used to make the general flag."

Gather everyone from Xiaoqi, I have something to say to them."

The new official had three things to do when he took office. Who among the hundreds of households who didn't know about it immediately agreed solemnly. Seeing that they dispersed to go to the well, Xu Xun turned around and went to look for Wang Shouren. As soon as he entered the house, he saw this man who had always been there.

He was calmly picking at the rice grains in the bowl absentmindedly. He was obviously distracted, so he coughed.

"Huh?" When Wang Shouren turned around and saw Xu Xun, he realized that the food was already cold. He immediately put down the bowl and smiled bitterly, "If you hadn't really surprised me today," I would have thought you were a hands-off shopkeeper.

I’m telling some young soldiers who may not even know their words about marching formations, and I’m not one of those saints who can teach anyone in just three months!”

"Saints are also human beings." Xu Xun almost wanted to say that you, Yang Mingzi, were almost regarded as saints in later generations. At this time, the conversation changed and he said sincerely, "Saints are well-educated, but these young soldiers have poor foundation."

, but everyone is holding back their energy and wants to make progress. Moreover, it is not necessary for the king to govern and you should teach them the way of sages and sages. In addition to being loyal to the king, you should only talk about the rules of advance and retreat, etc. As the saying goes, a raging army will destroy the general.

In a raging den, if we want to keep our troops simple and our generals simple, these junior officers at the lowest level are the most important."

"Okay, then I'll give it a try!"

Wang Shouren, who was in his early thirties, was still unsuccessful in the imperial court, but after presiding over a provincial examination, he could actually be called a master by many people, not to mention that he had also given lectures in the capital, so he was not a newcomer.

He was a young man. It was not that he disliked the fact that those young soldiers were all remnants of the army, but he couldn't help but think about the impact of spreading the word. However, Xu Xun's "Jingbing Jian" really spoke these four words to his heart, so he thought about it.

Again and again, I finally agreed.

That night, Wang Shouren taught the fifteen young officers who had just been promoted to the rank of commander-in-chief of a small flag and couldn't hide their joy about military formations. Xu Xun followed closely and told them about the formation and orders. As for the rest,

Most of the young soldiers who had just entered Xiyuan for a day were either burping with contentment or hungry and falling asleep soundly in their hearts. And around this temporary military camp, there were no one who knew how many big guards had sent them.

The spies who came here were quietly watching, especially the Chief of Ceremony and the Royal Horse Supervisor.

After having dinner with Zhu Houzhao at Kunning Palace, he admonished and comforted his son for a while. Now Emperor Hongzhi, who had returned to Qianqing Palace, got his subordinates to agree to report, and learned that Xu Xun and Wang Shouren were still not relaxing at night.

, one person gave a lecture to the young men who had just been promoted to officers, and immediately asked questions with great interest. Finally, he waved his hand and asked people to leave, but he sat on an armchair and began to think deeply.

Zhu Houzhao has never been able to sit still, so he can only go to the Wenhua Hall for half a day of classes. This is a big improvement compared to before. If he wants the little guy to stay the same as he did when he was the prince.

Sitting there is just wishful thinking. In this case, let Xiyuan give it a try. Anyway, Wang Shouren doesn't know the prince, but the trouble is the name. The name can't just send the prince there. By then

I don’t know how many people it will scare.

After paying court early the next morning, Emperor Hongzhi personally visited the Wenhua Hall and listened to the lecturers giving lectures to the crown prince Zhu Houzhao. It was difficult for the emperor to come in person, so all the lecturers from the chief assistant Liu Jian to the next were naturally excited. Liu Jian

He wished that the Analects of Confucius could tell the most incisive way to govern the country, and other lecturers were also full of witty words. However, as a student, Zhu Houzhao was very dignified and did not twist around. He also sat upright.

, but as a father, Emperor Hongzhi couldn't see his son's lack of interest?

So, after giving Liu Jian and other lecturers platinum gold as usual after the lecture in the morning, after leaving the Wenhua Hall, Emperor Hongzhi took Zhu Houzhao's hand without saying a word and started to inspect it. Zhu Houzhao, who had just finished the lecture, was full of energy. Emperor Hongzhi was in such a state that he thought his father must be angry. He immediately lowered his head and did not dare to say a word. Until he followed the grave-faced Emperor Hongzhi into the East Nuan Pavilion of Qianqing Palace and saw Bie Hong and those who had promised to follow him. Everyone was pushed back, so he was the first to shout: "Father, I know I was wrong!"

Unexpectedly, Zhu Houzhao admitted his mistake when he opened his mouth. He kept looking pitiful. Emperor Hongzhi steeled himself and said with a straight face: "Then you know where you went wrong?"

"My son should not be able to cheer up when my father comes to the Wenhua Hall to see my son listen to lectures, giving Mr. Liu Ge and the others another reason to complain about my son in front of my father."

Seeing that Zhu Houzhao was speaking listlessly, Emperor Hongzhi remembered that he had always been vigilant and introspective when he was the prince, and wanted to reach out and pat his son on the shoulder, but in the end he held back and said sternly: "It's good that you know! You were so tired when I went to the Wenhua Palace, let alone why I didn’t go? You are the prince now and will be the emperor in the future. In front of your ministers, you have to show your majesty even if you stand up! You told your mother before that you can’t Those who were instigated by others, they mistakenly looked at you as the prince, so you don’t know how to act like a prince and show it to others?"

Zhu Houzhao's eyes widened when he heard this, and he suddenly realized that when he complained to Queen Zhang, his father heard it. He immediately jumped up angrily: "Father, you actually listened to the corner!"

"Don't change the topic!" Emperor Hongzhi was both angry and funny. He slapped the armrest hard. Seeing Zhu Houzhao immediately calmed down, he just said with a low face, "In short, next time I see you lazily, I will I will punish you by not allowing you to leave the palace, and you will be allowed to stay in Qian Palace for me!"

"ah!"

Seeing Zhu Houzhao exclaiming, his face was even more bitter than eating coptis, he softened his tone and said: "Of course, if you can listen well and don't let those bosses complain in front of me, I will also reward you. Yesterday, you went there dressed as a young eunuch. After all, it was extremely shameful. I mentioned it to your mother and queen, and you just went there to watch in the name of your cousin Shouning Hou Shizi. "You said that I intend to train the Shouning Hou family. people.

As long as Xu Xun calls him "Little Marquis", no one else will suspect him."

"Dan"

After two jaw-dropping exclamations in succession, Zhu Houzhao stared at his father and suddenly burst into a loud cheer: "Long live my father!"

"Brat!"

Emperor Hongzhi couldn't help but cursed such a common saying that had never been uttered before. Seeing how happy Zhu Houzhao was, he said angrily: "But this time, you should be more vigilant. If another birthday comes out, Mr. Zhu Xiaohou from Ninghou Mansion is here, so don’t think about going out in the future. No matter how much trouble you make, I have to keep you in the palace!"

"Father, don't worry, it's Mr. Zhang Xiaohou!" Zhu Houzhao agreed without any trace of reluctance on his face. "The surname Zhu is after the father, and the surname Zhang is after the mother? Well, don't forget to go to Shouning Houfu with the surname father." Say hello, don’t end up asking my uncle to help me, he is the most unreliable person!"

Although Zhu Houzhao's evaluation of Zhang Heling was still not very good, he at least called him uncle.


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