Suddenly a winter wind came one night, and the plum blossoms were in full bloom, filled with snow.
Different from the shallow white snow of the previous few days, this time the snow fell one after another, making it difficult for the branches to hang on.
The snow is heavy and the cold is heavy.
Outside the Jingren Hall in the East Palace, Wang Sha commanded several palace attendants to carry several silver-covered charcoal basins to the palace, for fear of making any noise and disturbing the discussion of the emperor's grandson and his ministers inside.
In fact, the emperor's grandson's palace has floor heating, but the emperor's grandson is naturally afraid of the cold.
Zhu Yunxi wasn't afraid of the cold, he was afraid of the cold in the south, the kind of cold air that followed him everywhere and couldn't stop it, making people shiver uncontrollably.
"How are the preparations for the martial arts school going? Has the school site been cleared out?"
At this time, the military ministers from the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion summoned by Zhu Yunxi were not discussing matters in the main hall, but in the relatively small sleeping hall.
The courtier, Xu Huizu, stood up and said, "Your Highness, the school site, martial arts arena, etc. have been prepared, and the military horses and equipment are also in place. This is the professor's husband..."
As he said that, he smiled awkwardly, "How do you choose a professor's husband? His Highness has to appoint him!"
Inadvertently, Zhu Yunxi saw a few strands of white hair on Xu Huizu's head. These days, his Xu family's life was not easy either. In the autumn, the brothels that were destroyed by the second generation riots were said to be the property of his Xu family.
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Although it was finally found out that he was the steward of his younger brother Xu Zengshou's family, making money outside in the name of his master. But the Xu family couldn't escape the involvement. If it weren't for the sake of the late mountain king, the old man personally gave Xu Zengshou his life.
For the sake of the people, some handling is indispensable.
However, despite this, Xu Zengshou's official position as hereditary commander was reduced, and he was asked to stay at home and reflect on his mistakes.
In fact, if this incident had happened when Zhu Yunxi was in the early days of the Eastern Palace, he would have given the Xu family serious eye drops. After all, Xu Zengshou was a famous young man in history.
But at this time, his position was as stable as Mount Tai, and Xu Huizu was doing his best in the East Palace. Furthermore, considering the old man's preference for Xu Da's family, he let it go.
"I still remember that on my last birthday, you gave me a copy of Gushan King's military experience compiled from his lifelong battles." Zhu Yunxi tightened the fox fur cloak on his body and said with a smile, "At that time, I said, I will use martial arts in the future.
Learn, use these things to teach the military juniors of the Ming Dynasty!"
"Since you are the legitimate son of the Xu family, and you have been practicing in the military for many years, I will grant you the position of martial arts professor!" Zhu Yunxi continued quietly, "As for the other professors, I will choose from the veterans. They have all been fighting all their lives.
After fighting, I must have some experience!"
After the words fell, the palace ministers looked at each other.
Xu Huizu pondered again and said, "Your Highness, this...the veterans' fighting skills are naturally first-class. But teaching...you
I also know that the old coaches are wild and dissolute by nature, that..."
"Haha, are you afraid that they will scold you with knives in class?" Zhu Yunxi laughed and said, "It's okay, martial arts? What you learn is the true nature of a man, and what you learn is the blood of a man. Martial arts is not an Imperial Academy, nor is it an official school, but
This is not a place to cultivate gentlemen."
"At first, I was worried. Those old marshals couldn't read a single word and would always take out a knife and stab someone to death. How could they teach students? But then I thought about it. It's easier to teach students than to lead soldiers. Those in the army don't lose their heads.
They can teach even the tough soldiers who are angry, so there is nothing they can't teach some soldiers!"
With that said, Zhu Yunxi looked at the military ministers in the palace.
"Song Guogong!"
The old Feng Sheng bowed and saluted, "I'm here, veteran!"
"You are a veteran. I will be the chief instructor of martial arts. You can take on this responsibility! You are a veteran who founded the country and have great prestige. I entrust you with the management of martial arts. Don't worry!"
Feng Sheng was obviously a little surprised. Although he was one of the founding fathers of the country and had made great contributions to the wars in the north and south, he had been keeping a low profile and not meddling much in recent years.
It's not that he doesn't like to take care of things, as the saying goes, people become better with age. He has seen with his own eyes how the other founding princes died tragically, so he has been trembling with fear these years for fear of offending the emperor. The emperor also understood his heart and gave him a lot of money.
He has a false title and is allowed to be honored and raised.
But now, the emperor's grandson suddenly ordered him to do an errand, which surprised him.
"This... Your Highness, I am old and can't bear the heavy pressure. Moreover, these martial arts people are all disciples of the emperor. How can I be so virtuous and capable..."
"My husband is too self-effacing!" Zhu Yunxi answered with a smile, "Martial arts is to train generals for the Ming Dynasty. You are a veteran of many battles. Although you are old, you still have strength, so there is no need to decline."
As he said that, he looked at everyone again, "Just now Song Guogong said that martial arts students are all disciples of the emperor. This is true. Martial arts is like a forbidden army. It directly obeys the instructions of the emperor and no one else is allowed to interfere!"
"Here!" the military officials responded with military salutes.
At this time, Cao Guogong Li Jinglong smiled and said, "Your Highness, since you are selecting generals for the Ming Dynasty, and the emperor and you are used to it, do you think the name Wu Xue is not impressive enough?"
"What do you think?" Zhu Yunxi picked up the hot tea and said with a smile.
Li Jinglong thought about it, "Martial arts, take the martial arts men in the world and make them disciples of the emperor. From the next day, they will be the mainstay of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty has Guozijian, if not this martial arts is called Guowujian!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the warriors' eyes became hot.
Don't look at the fact that the status of the Ming Dynasty warriors in the court is no less than that of the ministers, and even slightly higher. But for thousands of years, the nobles and warriors have always been the inferiors. In the court, the nobles of the military are superior to the officials, but apart from these nobles,
Most of the warriors of the Ming Dynasty could not hold their heads high in front of officials.
Officials all come from good families, and even if they study hard for more than ten years, they may not be able to pass the exam. Once selected, it will be a glorious ancestor. The entire country, and even the entire nation, has inexplicable admiration for the number one scholar, Qu Xing, and the master of the people.
In the eyes of the world, warriors' status is far inferior to that of human beings.
What is a warrior? A warrior is a thief who joins the army, a butcher who brings disaster to the country and the people. It doesn’t matter whether he is a prisoner or a treacherous person. As long as he puts his head in his belt and walks among the dead a few times and the king of hell refuses to accept him,
He became a warrior.
In the hearts of most people, warriors are far from being regarded as pillars of the country, and are even objects that the country needs to guard against.
Now the emperor's grandson established the martial arts school in order to promote the martial arts to a higher level, and the martial arts men also became the men of the country. If the martial arts and the national schools like the Imperial College were juxtaposed, who the hell would dare to give these scholars in the future?
What does the martial artist look like?
In fact, deep in the hearts of these warriors, there is an extraordinary desire for fame recognized by the country!
"National Martial Arts Supervisor? What a twist! It's inappropriate!" Zhu Yunxi thought about it and said loudly, "The Royal Martial Arts of the Ming Dynasty, among martial arts, the word "Royal" is used. The Ming Dynasty established the country with martial arts, and the emperor and the martial arts of the world are one and the same!"
"Your Highness, Holy Ming!"
The ministers praised him, and suddenly one of them started to cry.
When Zhu Yunxi saw it, he turned out to be Mei Yin, the Prince Consort. He immediately asked, "Why are you crying?"
"Your Highness!" Mei Yin wiped her tears, "People in the world value martial arts over martial arts, as if martial artists were all born from little mothers. In their hearts, those scholars call us Qiu. Brothers in the army, even if they become generals, we can't compare.
A county magistrate is so majestic!"
"Your Highness's holy grace has given us warriors face, and also given us a future. From now on, warriors in the Ming Dynasty will also be able to read and write, and they will be able to stand up straight in front of those scholars!"
"Okay, okay!" Zhu Yunxi said softly, "You are also a warrior who was killed in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood. You shed tears at every turn. Don't you think it is embarrassing? Soldiers work hard for the country. Naturally, you have to be given a good background. The country one by one
Wu is the two legs of the country. Without one, our Ming Dynasty will not be able to stand firmly!"
"The purpose of setting up martial arts schools, selecting generals, and giving warriors a good background is to turn warriors into men of the country and to make the country have a martial culture. To make warriors no longer look down upon, they are also serving the country. Therefore, warriors are humble.
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"Your Highness!" Li Jinglong said loudly, "If the army officers and soldiers hear what Your Highness said, they will remember it for sure!" He continued, "I sincerely ask Your Highness to copy what I just said and send it to the army so that the Ming Dynasty can
All soldiers can bathe in God’s grace!”
"It doesn't have to be like this!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Don't be too deliberate...just tell others, don't copy it!"
After saying that, he paused and continued, "Now that martial arts has been established, the first batch of students will be selected by your Fifth Army Commander-in-Chief to join the army. First, select those who have merit but are not rewarded or promoted!"
Military people are not as good as officials, and official promotions are based on actual duties. As for military people, they are a carrot and a pit, even if they have made some achievements. But the superior officer has not died in the battle, so he can only arrange his seniority obediently.
Let those who have merit but not yet been promoted to the capital to be disciples of the Emperor. As long as they are not stupid enough, they all know that their future is bright.
"There are also the children of the noble family of Jingxun!" Zhu Yunxi looked at the generals again, "For example, if you let your nephews wander around the capital, they will inevitably cause trouble. Send them to martial arts schools. Only by tempering iron can it become steel. I understand.
?"
"I obey the order!"
"Okay!" Zhu Yunxi waved his hand, "After talking for a long time, you are all hungry. Today, we monarchs and ministers will eat something hot in the snow outside!" After that, he said to Wang Shai, "Prepare meals!"
The emperor's grandson was enjoying the banquet, and all the military ministers were beaming.
After a while, the palace people jumped in. It was not delicacies from the mountains and seas, nor the warm fire meals in the palace. Instead, each person had a brass pot, two plates of chopped mutton, mushrooms, dried vegetables and other items.
Everyone is familiar with this thing. Everyone has fought with the barbarians all their lives, and when it comes to food, they prefer this simple but delicious way of eating.
"It's winter, so we have to eat mutton!" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "This is an unofficial statement. The Mongolian tribe that submitted to the Ming Dynasty will try all the fat sheep they offer!"
After finishing speaking, he just picked up the chopsticks, but stopped again.
On his table, in addition to the pot of mutton, there were several hot steamed buns.
"This is?" Zhu Yunxi asked.
Wang Shai laughed at the side and said, "Your Highness, Madam Chengenhou came to the palace and brought some food. The empress sent someone to deliver it, saying it was made by Madam Chengenhou herself!"
It turns out that the mother-in-law is here!
This chapter has been completed!