"Okay, okay, I said, eldest sister, don't cry. You are in the midst of blessings and don't know how blessed you are!" The well-informed strong man next to him really couldn't bear the noise and couldn't help it.

He spoke.

"Huh?" His fresh words were very effective. He immediately made the woman stop crying and asked in a whimpering voice: "Brother, what are you talking about?"

When someone asked, the brawny man's talkative temper came back. He pointed at Luo Yangxing who was just retreating and said, "Did you see that this gentleman, Jin Yiwei, is still a hundred households. Look over there, here,

The man standing in front of everyone has such a demeanor that you can tell he is the general of this team at a glance. Look at the clothes your son is wearing. He has a mandarin duck war coat on the outside and a leather armor on the inside. He is definitely treated like a servant."

The strong man had a broad knowledge, and he recognized everything present with his fingers. "The general who can control the Jin Yiwei is definitely this one." He gave a thumbs up.

"Your third son is lucky to have such a general." After saying that, the strong man shook his head and left, "If only I had such a general..."

"This..." The young daughter-in-law, the woman, and his nephew were stunned for a moment, "Is my third son going to be successful?"

"Set off!"

After beating Liu Wei's military stick, Zhu Youxiao returned to the front of the line and gave the order to start again. Liu Wei, on the other hand, returned to the line, still standing in his original position, limping along.

.Although he has some inconveniences in his legs and feet, his movements are still very standard. He steps and swings his arms, completely keeping up with the rhythm of the team.

He also suppressed his desire to look back, lowered his head, didn't even look, and hurried on with his head down. He really didn't dare to make it again. If he made such a serious mistake again, he would probably be kicked out.

Every night's cultural education, in addition to literacy, will also be mixed with the study of disciplines and regulations. This is completely compiled by Zhu Youxiao based on the regulations he learned in his previous life and combined with the current reality. It is very comprehensive and battle formation.

Queues, housekeeping, and daily routine are all included.

And these were slowly handed over to them on weekdays. Although it was just the beginning, the concept that discipline must not be violated was gradually established in the minds of these teenagers. It was also in this process that the three major disciplines and eight provisions were taught to them.

What is proposed is the most direct disciplinary provision for them to abide by.

The various punitive measures during the training and the instructor's instructions in the evening made the idea that discipline is the most important deeply rooted in my heart.

After such a moment, the whole team became dull, with only the rustling sound of walking. Everyone was immersed in their way, and even their waists seemed to be a little bent. Zhu Youxiao himself was also a little worried, so he asked Luo Yangxing's men to open the way ahead.

I was carrying a big backpack and watched before and after I ran.

With his strength, this backpack was basically out of the way and was easy to carry. Carrying the spear, he kept patrolling. He also noticed the dull atmosphere of the team.

"We can't go on like this, we have to find a way, otherwise our morale will be ruined." Looking back and forth, Zhu Youxiao frowned and thought silently.

Suddenly, he thought of a way.

"Let me teach you how to sing!" He said loudly with anger in his Dantian. Under his control, the voice spread throughout the team, allowing everyone to hear it.

"Sing?"

The teenagers all became confused and raised their heads to look at him.

"The name of this song is very simple. It just sings out our three major disciplines and eight points of attention!" Zhu Youxiao explained, and then started.

"Everyone in the East Palace Forbidden Army must pay attention to the three major disciplines and eight points of attention." The familiar tune came out of Zhu Youxiao's mouth. He changed it slightly, replacing the four words "revolutionary soldier" with "East Palace Forbidden Army", and the inappropriate places in the back were also replaced.

He changed it, and although it may sound a little strange to future generations, it did not affect the singing.

"Everyone in the East Palace Forbidden Army must pay attention to the three major disciplines and eight points of attention." After Zhu Youxiao sang a sentence, everyone sang along, but the voice was a little sparse, and most people were embarrassed to speak.

"Everyone sing, open your mouths!" Zhu Youxiao shouted again, and then repeated the first sentence. This time there were more people singing along, and the tones were more uniform.

"First of all, follow the command in all actions, and only by working in unison can we win!" Zhu Youxiao sang another line, and the whole team sang along. In this way, he sang one line, and the teenagers learned one line, and soon the whole song was sung.

That's it. The tune of this song is very simple. Every lyric is in the same tune, so I can remember it right away.

"Come on, I'll start, let's all sing along and do it all over again."

"Everyone in the East Palace Forbidden Army must pay attention to the three major disciplines and eight points of attention." The melodious singing gradually sounded. Under the influence of the singing, the young people suddenly became energetic and no longer as depressed as before.

The whole song was sung by Zhu Youxiao in modern Mandarin, which is somewhat different from Beijing dialect. But fortunately, the instructors in Qingyi also always had this pronunciation during class. They are also Beijingers, and Mandarin itself is defined and standardized based on Beijing dialect.

Yes, they don't even need to learn, they can basically understand it. What's more, after so many months, whether Zhu Youxiao or Qingyi instructor, they all say this, they have long been used to it, although there are still some

I stutter, but it doesn't affect my singing.

Mandarin is also what Zhu Youxiao wants to promote, but he is currently small and weak and can only promote it within his own sphere of influence, such as those eunuchs and his Donggong soldiers. Since it is an innovation, everything is new,

We need to break the old things, create our own unique new culture, and transform them, otherwise why would he be so thankless?

After singing this song several times, seeing that they were still not satisfied, Zhu Youxiao taught two more songs, one "Unity is Strength" and one "We Soldiers", each song was like this

It's so inspiring, so morale-boosting.

The three songs were sung over and over again, and time passed unknowingly. The road was also walked by them unknowingly, and time slowly ran to noon. I asked Luo Yangxing’s current location, and Zhu Youxiao

I roughly estimated that I have only walked about 40 kilometers now.

From morning to now, they have been walking for about five hours, at a speed of eight kilometers per hour, and carrying so much supplies. According to his prediction, they will arrive in Tianjin in the dark. It is winter now.

, it gets completely dark around six o'clock, and the distance between Tianjin and Beijing is almost 120 kilometers. At the current speed, it will be impossible to catch up in the dark.

If he wanted to follow his original plan, he would have no choice but to rush in the dark.

"This is just right. You can practice your ability to march at night. But you still need to make some preparations." Zhu Youxiao lowered his head and thought for a moment, then called Luo Yangxing over, "Luo Baihu, please take a few of your men and go to the salt field and ask Wang Wenyan

Prepare food and hot water for two hundred people. Don't worry about anything else, just food and hot water."

"Yes, I obey." After receiving the order, Luo Yangxing went down to make arrangements. He directly discharged four people in one breath, two in groups, and divided them into two groups. He didn't know whether Wang Wenyan was in Changlu or the salt field at the moment.

, can only be arranged this way.

Although Changlu Town is close to the salt field, it is still thirty or forty kilometers away. Although the quick ride only takes more than an hour, His Highness's affairs cannot be delayed.

"Stop marching, rest where you are, and have lunch." After arriving at a gentle hillside, Zhu Youxiao shouted and ordered the entire team to stop.

The team did not stop, but dispersed in an orderly manner as a class. They each found a place, took out the oil paper cloth from their backpacks, and placed it on the ground. For the safety and hygiene of the team, Zhu Youxiao

Very attentive.

After everyone sat down, the teenagers took out the dry food, drank cold boiled water from the wooden kettle, and started eating lunch. The dry food was a kind of pancake, which was a bit hard when it was lit, but with salt, seasonings, and beef cubes in it, it still tasted good.

It was very good, salty and fragrant, and it also had beef. Although the cake was cold, the teenagers still ate it with gusto.

They all come from poor families, and the cake they eat now is almost the same as what they ate during the Chinese New Year. It is even worse than what most people eat during the Chinese New Year. They cannot afford beef during the Chinese New Year.

Seeing that everyone was having lunch, Zhu Youxiao found an open space in the middle where he could see the whole situation, unpacked his backpack, and took out the dry food he had prepared.

The same cakes as the teenagers, the same cold and free.

At this time, the teenagers who had originally planned to see what the majestic Emperor Taisun planned to eat were stunned. Luo Yangxing, who was looking over there, was also stunned. The teenagers didn't have any bad intentions, they just wanted to grow up.

To gain knowledge, see what the big shots in the royal family eat, so that you can brag about it to others in the future.

But they never expected that their grandson would eat exactly the same as them. Suddenly, an indescribable taste swirled in their hearts and mouths, and some even had inexplicable tears in their eyes.

Li Yuyu, who comes from a military family, felt the deepest impression. Even though his father was only from a small household, he still showed off his dignity and would not eat with his subordinates at all, let alone eat the same thing.

"Your Highness, would you like me to go get some game from the surrounding area and grill it?" Luo Yangxing, who was standing next to him, came over and asked quietly.

"No, don't be troublesome!" Seeing him like this, Zhu Youxiao's tone couldn't help but be a little harsh, and his eyes swept over him like a sword.

"Your Highness, please don't blame me. I know you are wrong." Luo Yangxing was startled and secretly yelled that the flattery had hit the horse's leg.

How can we give up halfway at such a moment to win over the military's morale?

Normally, due to the need for martial arts training, I have to eat more, and because of my status, I have to be a little more particular about eating them separately. But if I still pay attention to it after going out, I am really an idiot. Looking at the somewhat touched young people around him, Zhu

It was decided by the school that in the future, all officers in the team must eat together with the soldiers, and eat the same food, and are not allowed to cook small dishes, and he himself is no exception. Except when he is stationed in the palace, he will be treated the same as officers and soldiers everywhere.

, including himself.
Chapter completed!