Breathe in, breathe in, breathe in, breathe in

Facing the rising sun, Zhu Youxiao stood on his feet and practiced martial arts, breathing in and out. His chest was rising and falling, his muscles were bulging, and his color was bronze, shining brightly under the sunlight.

Being in the royal family, Zhu Youxiao came into contact with things that ordinary people in his previous life had no access to. The magical martial arts was similar to what was written in some martial arts novels in his previous life. He used certain mysterious postures and breathing movements to transport energy and blood.

Exercise your body. Zhu Youxiao is naturally very interested in this.

After becoming the emperor, he asked people to collect the treasure trove, and actually found some exercises and secret books collected by the royal family. After raiding the homes of several nobles, he also found some similar secret books, among which

There are several books on "Heng Lian Waigong", "Golden Bell Cover, Iron Cloth Shirt" and the like.

With the help of Yu Zigao and Qi Jin, he focused on one exercise and combined the advantages of other exercises to create a very complete and comprehensive Henglian exercise method, which he practiced both internally and externally.

Today is his first practice, and the results are pretty good. There are basically no problems. There are just a few places where Qi is circulated that need to be slightly modified to improve efficiency.

After finishing the work, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but think of the scene of going to Tiangong Workshop yesterday. He originally thought that after three months, Xu Guangqi should have almost figured out a lot of methods for refining steel. Unfortunately, nothing was accomplished.

A stupid way to mix raw and wrought iron.

This method is cumbersome and troublesome, and the output is still small, which cannot meet Zhu Youxiao's huge needs. Moreover, it has only been a successful experiment and has not yet been mass-produced. It is not known when it will be available in batches. This is also my fault.

, who knew he could travel back in time, so most of the information he collected were text descriptions, with few pictures. These things are fine for novels, but if you follow them, you will be completely blind.

Just like the easier-to-use open-hearth steelmaking, we can only know from the text that pig iron is put in, iron ore is put in, limestone is put in, and then smelted, but how to smelt it? Like iron smelting, is coke mixed with these raw materials and burned directly? Or is it heated air?

, to open a hole in the side and burn it through the air? Zhu Youxiao couldn't understand these at all. In the end, he had no choice but to blame Xu Guangqi and let this historical master figure it out for himself.

It's just that he doesn't know when the results will be produced. Thinking of this, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but feel irritated. But in an instant, he was still in a cold and peaceful state after finishing the meditation. He suddenly woke up and realized that his mentality was abnormal.

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"Am I too impatient?" Zhu Youxiao thought with cold sweat on his forehead. Thinking about his thoughts and actions in the past few months, there was a chill in his heart. The chill quickly spread to his limbs, making him

Entering the falling ice cellar.

Ever since he wiped out the rebellion in the palace, he has been a little impatient. Wang Wenyan's attention is good, but he can't be so impatient. He actually wants to use the Hongwan case to involve a large number of nobles and gentry. He is simply confused. At this moment

If you think about it carefully, this method is not used at all.

As long as a few top figures are detained for a few more years and the case is not concluded, other civil servants will naturally understand what he means and will not completely obstruct his reforms. Fortunately, Fang Congzhe later came to dissuade him and asked him to stop, otherwise he would not have known.

How far will it go?

There is also the crazy idea of ​​exempting the world from taxes on money and grain. Once the profits from the salt monopoly are in hand, the central government will naturally not be short of money, but what about the local governments? What should the local governments do? What about the grain? These are all problems, not tax exemptions. It can be solved.

My own idea of ​​​​carrying out land reform is even more fallacious. In today's world, where private property is rampant, how can it be possible to nationalize all land? Of course, this is a beautiful goal, but it still needs to be planned slowly.

Standing in front of the Qianqing Palace, Zhu Youxiao just thought blankly and deeply reflected on himself. If he hadn't suddenly woke up today, he wouldn't have known how long he would have to keep this mentality and how dangerous the consequences would be.

"What's wrong with the emperor today?" Looking at the emperor's stunned expression and sweat-covered forehead, Liu Ruoyu kept guessing in his mind, but he didn't dare to go forward and wake up the emperor. He had given instructions before practicing, so he didn't do it casually. disturb.

"Drink..."

It took a long time before Zhu Youxiao came back to his senses. He exhaled loudly and exhaled a burst of stuffy air from his chest. The air quickly condensed in the cold weather and stabbed forward like a sharp sword. See It looks quite magical.

With his thoughts clear and his mood at ease, Zhu Youxiao felt that he had endless energy in his body and had nowhere to vent it. He set up his posture and began to practice the horizontal kung fu movements. , the airflow rotates, and the mist follows, which is quite magical.

The sun gradually rises, and the sunshine fills the earth, bringing a little warmth to the cold bodies and minds of the subjects of the capital. Under the warm winter sunshine, people feel lazy and want to sleep.

"Snapped!"

The crisp sound of the whip sounded, and the fierce instructor whipped a recruit who was wearing a thick cotton-padded jacket to wake up. With the cotton-padded jacket blocking him, the whip did not cause any scars, but severe pain was unavoidable. When the whip came down, all the sleepiness in the recruits disappeared.

"It's been three damn months, you guys haven't had enough whips, and there are still people who dare to squint." Zhang Shize waved his long whip and roared, his spitting words and ferocious face made him look completely He is just a rude military man, without any manners like a son of aristocratic family.

But Zhang Shize didn't care. His family was gone, so why should he be graceful? He had only one thought in his mind at this time, which was to revive the family business, inherit the title of British Duke again, and prevent his father and uncle's sacrifices from being in vain.

Since he was in the Yulin Army and beside the emperor, he had more confidential contacts. He had heard a little bit about the results of the Benimaru case, so he only killed the culprit, and the rest were exiled to Liaodong.

To be honest, after hearing the news for the first time, Zhang Shize was so ashamed and angry that he wished he could die immediately. With such a lenient punishment, how did the British father-in-law, who committed self-immolation with his whole family, cope with himself? During that time, he didn’t even know how he got there. He was so confused. , ignorant of human affairs.

It wasn't until later that he discovered that his family was not on the list of people who were deposed, and he finally understood everything. The emperor had feelings for him after all, and his grandfather's actions had an effect after all. The British Duke's name was put first. Wait until he has made a great contribution and then inherit it.

After having hope, Zhang Shize immediately regained his energy and devoted himself wholeheartedly to the army. In just half a month, the leader of the new battalion he led rushed from the last to the top three. That was really an order, regardless of the front. Whether it's ironclad or a pond, you can walk straight across without any turns.

The vast inner school field is now full of heads, and the battalion heads are scattered in formation, covering most of the school field. After half an hour of military postures, the next step is the spear formation drill, with spear points like forests,

Uniform.

While these groups of energetic young soldiers were training hard, a dozen cavalrymen came quietly, riding their horses around the school grounds, watching everywhere.

Occasionally, the new recruits saw it, but they didn't take it seriously. People often came to watch these days, some of them were senior officers of the Yulin Army, and there were also some old people wearing various colorful outfits. They had long been used to it.

But this time it was completely different. Around this man in bright yellow clothes, all the officers whom he rarely saw usually gathered around him and showed great respect.

The recruit, who had just been whipped and driven away from sleep, watched helplessly as his battalion commander suddenly became very scary. He also greeted him with a smile on his face. The sudden smile frightened the recruit's body.

Shaked.

"The battalion commander still looks good when he smiles." Such a thought suddenly flashed through his mind.

The man in bright yellow clothes is Zhu Youxiao. In the palace, he prefers riding a horse rather than riding a car. This is more convenient and less troublesome. Since he ascended the throne, many rules and regulations in the palace have been abolished and all have been simplified.

Mainly to facilitate daily life and mobility.

If things were left to normal, there would have been countless memorials flying in, saying that he was the ancestral system, and there might even have been fierce court invitations from civil servants, which was like forcing the palace. However, at this moment, with Benimaru in charge of the case, Zhu Youxiao was sober.

All actions went smoothly, and no one stood up to obstruct it.

"The training is not bad!" Zhu Youxiao said with a satisfied smile after inspecting it. From the time he started recruiting troops after he ascended the throne to now, it has been two and a half months since the recruitment was completed. The recruits have now basically taken shape, and they will be recruited after being incorporated into the veterans.

He is ready to fight. Zhu Youxiao is still very satisfied with this training speed.

Unlike people in later generations who received training from middle school to university, the recruits here didn't know anything before they came in. They had to start from scratch, which took a lot of effort. Now that they can roughly master it, the speed is already very fast.

"Haha, your majesty, the whip is still effective, Zhang Heidan... Well, that guy Zhang Shize was polite and polite at the beginning. What kind of preaching did he preach? In the end, he didn't rely on the whip."

, with an expression full of contentment.

In the military, nicknames are not allowed, so when he saw Zhang Shize's twitching face mid-sentence, he quickly changed his words.

"Don't be rude in front of His Majesty." Li Yuyu reprimanded. His calm voice made Xie Gao feel a little annoyed. When the others saw him, they would all smile.

After the Benimaru case, many young people emerged in the Habayashi Army and were promoted in official positions. Some were on par with the first two hundred people who came in. However, the core of the army is still those people, and among these people,

Li Yuyu is recognized as the big brother, not only because he is older, but also because he has the strongest ability and the most accurate grasp of His Majesty's various ideas.

Therefore, when he opened his mouth, no one else dared to refute. Although Xie Gao was quite dissatisfied in his heart, he did not dare to show it on his face.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not in the army now, it's my free time, just be more casual." Zhu Youxiao smiled and comforted Xie Gao. His warm and casual words made Xie Gao, a careless old man, feel comfortable and endure.
Chapter completed!