Chapter 1,075 Corporal Punishment

Such a change of formation would cause short-term chaos even for elites like Xixia Iron Kites, but in the eyes of the kneeling Tibetan people, this kind of equipment and skills were like heavenly soldiers and heavenly generals.

By the time the two armies completed half a circle around the camp, the chaos had miraculously disappeared and turned into a neat column array again, gathering in front of Empress Dowager Liang's cavalry.

The heavy cavalry stopped, and the two leading cavalrymen hung their lances on their saddles and ran out of line.

The knight on the left skillfully wiped his goggles with a glove covered with fine armor, then took off the helmet that covered his entire head, and smiled at Empress Dowager Liang: "Your Majesty, this is a test to compare with my nephew, please spare my nephew."

My son is wearing armor and cannot perform the courtesy properly. Please ask the empress to punish my nephew for his crime of rushing against Luan Jia."

On the other side, Jia Liang also took off his helmet: "Jia Liang has met the Queen Mother, please forgive me."

Empress Dowager Liang smiled softly: "Advance with the beat of drums, retreat with the sound of gold, and give orders, even if there are mountains of swords and seas of fire ahead, even if there are thousands of horses and thousands of troops in front."

"Even if... in front of me are the emperor's and my guard of honor! This is the victorious army!"

"Yongneng and Mr. Jia swept through three thousand miles and captured everything. They added 300,000 tents to the Tibetan tribe for our dynasty. They wiped out 13 rebels and captured countless cattle, sheep and horses. In one fell swoop, they conquered those who were ready to move.

If you make great contributions, you will be rewarded later."

"After traveling a thousand miles, my sons have worked hard. Order them to disarm, take the rewards from the Aijia, go home to see their relatives, and show off among the tribe."

"His Majesty."

Bingchang rode forward, bowed and said, "Queen Mother."

Empress Dowager Liang seemed to be looking at Bingchang's expression with admiration: "Don't you want to say something to your two ministers?"

Bingchang bowed again: "Yes."

After saying that, he straightened up and said: "The two generals have stabilized the north, shocked the Liao Kingdom, and established special honors for Daxia. I have held a banquet in Wuying Palace to cleanse the two generals."

Liang Yongneng and Jialiang handed over their hands together: "Your Majesty, thank you for your kindness!"

Bingchang then bowed to Empress Dowager Liang again: "Empress Mother, will you drive back to the palace?"

Empress Dowager Liang said with a smile: "Your Majesty and the two generals can go by themselves. The Ai family will not be needed. There are so many people here waiting to be received."

Bingchang looked ashamed: "The child is incompetent and has to work hard for his mother."

Empress Dowager Liang said angrily: "What are you talking about? Mother is only temporarily helping you to take care of things. This world belongs to you, so go ahead."

Bingchang nodded, then turned around and said happily to Liang Yongneng and Jia Liang: "Let me take the lead for the two ministers today!"

Jialiang bowed his hand to Bingchang and said, "Your Majesty, how dare you, the ministers, dare to be so arrogant? However, please be the bodyguards on your left and right, and accompany your Majesty to go to the soldiers' formation for a review first."

Bingchang glanced at Empress Dowager Liang's face. Empress Dowager Liang's eyes were full of smiles: "Go."

Liang Yongneng spread his hands: "Your Majesty, please!"

Bingchang moved his horse forward, and Liang Yongneng and Jialiang, one on the left and one on the right, were half a horse behind Bingchang, accompanying him.

The kites set up their spears and shouted in unison: "Long live! Long live! Long live!"

Looking at the mighty and powerful army with high morale, at this moment, Bingchang felt that he had reached the pinnacle of his life.

At this moment, on this road, I just wish I could walk a little slower, and a little slower.

…

Songshan, Royal Military Academy, a fat man was explaining the principle of parabola in class.

"The motion trajectory of the horizontal throwing motion, the relevant formula elements include: displacement, initial velocity, horizontal throwing time, horizontal throwing height, acceleration of gravity..."

"The flat throwing motion can be regarded as the combined motion of the following two motions. One is that the object is not subject to external force in the horizontal direction and makes a uniform linear motion with a constant initial velocity due to inertia."

"The second is the free fall motion of an object whose initial velocity in the vertical direction is zero and is only affected by gravity."

"These two sub-movements are independent of each other and proceed at the same time. They have the independence and isochronism of sub-movements..."

Zhong Ji was also sitting at the end of the lecture hall, shaking a big cattail leaf fan and taking notes in his notebook with a pencil.

The boys in front were passing notes, pretending they didn't see them.

The teacher who gave the lecture was Wang Zhongzheng's great treasure in training the new army - Guo Long.

This man came to teach gunnery to the students, but he went through a lot of troubles and troubles, including the Military Aircraft Department and the Education Department.

Gunnery involves physics, mathematics, parabola initial velocity, mass, weight, explosive equivalent, and the explanations are as big as one or two.

Zhong Ji never considered himself a fool. After all, he was a great Confucian and a military strategist. He had no problem with mathematics and literary theory.

It turns out that there is so much truth in accurately delivering a cannonball to the intended target a thousand steps away.

Zhong Pu was passing a note to Qian Gu, and there was Yao Xiong in the middle. Miao Lu was the second passer: "Who is this?"

After a while, the note came back. In addition to Qian Gu, it was written: "Instructor of 200,000 Imperial Guards of the Western Army, and Guo Long, Commander of the Artillery Regiment."

There are still a few lines left: "Guo Zhutou tells the Book of Heaven", "Guo Dapao" and "Grandma Wang's concubine".

Then Zhong Pu felt a cool breeze blowing behind him, and he immediately knew something was wrong. He was about to destroy the note and remove all traces of it, but he was grabbed by a big hand.

It's over this time. The rules of the military academy are that students cannot be dealt with arbitrarily without proof. This time... everyone will gain.

June is the time when the sun is poisonous, and the daily corporal punishment of Artillery Squadron 3 has begun again.

Each member of the 3rd artillery class dragged Qian Gu across the playground with a rope.

The cadets in the military academy have long been accustomed to strange things. When they walked towards the cafeteria with their own enamel lunch boxes, they did not forget to joke: "Hey, it's neat this time. What did you guys do?"

Some of them did not forget to tap the bottom of the basin with their chopsticks: "Qian Xiucai, hurry up! You are just about to be carried away like this. Where is the bride coming in?"

"When it comes to physical strength, I have to give in to Yao Dunzi. If he hadn't been tied to the shaft, Dunzi would have run faster than his wife's arrows!"

"The worst thing is that Brother Jun Wan is always implicated by these guys..."

"Come on, Paosan! Today it's the turn of class 1 to help you prepare meals! Relax and run happily, you won't be hungry!"

After completing four laps of the school field, Wang Junwan led the group of boys to the parasol held by Guo Long on the edge of the school field.

"Report to the mountain chief, the corporal punishment of the third artillery squad has been completed! The 3,200-meter run has been completed! Please give instructions!"

Zhong Ji returned to Guo Long and waved a big cattail leaf fan: "Instructor Guo, why don't we continue the whole process? There's no problem for these guys to come four more times..."

"No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no."

Zhong Ji then turned to Artillery Squadron 3 and said, "Instructor Guo begs for mercy on your behalf, and I will spare you this for the time being."

"The instructor is a genuine Jinshi and has come to teach you in Shacai Group. Do you know how much effort Zhe Lao and I have put in?"

"In the end, it was Duke Yu who sought the imperial edict from His Majesty and released the person with high moral standards. From now on, whoever dares to be disrespectful to Coach Guo will be detained for not less than an hour for five days!"

A group of boys trembled when they heard this: "Yes!"

"Get out of here!" Zhongjie waved his hand and drove all these boys away. Then he smiled and took out a notebook from the writing bag on the side: "Teacher Guo, one of the questions assigned today was not answered thoroughly.

Please give me some more advice..."

…

In June, Gengzi, Wang Cun of Taichang Temple, who was also sentenced, said: "Liu Ji, the secretary of the recent imperial edict, went to the suburban temple to discuss the music discussed in the ritual documents. Fushimi, the minister of the Ministry of Rites, went to Fanzhen to taste the elegant music, and begged the town to consult with Ji.

Gains and losses.”

After Fan Zhen became an official, he lived in Dongyuan outside Bianjing City. Whenever he met the same day festival, he would beg to follow the official class to celebrate his birthday. Zhao Xu sympathized with the old officials and issued an edict: "Fan Zhen's class used to be Hanlin bachelors. From now on,

For officials who are far away from home to celebrate Christmas and present great gifts to the court, they are still listed in the old class."

Later, Fan Zhen lost his etiquette when he entered the court, and asked for an edict to acquit him. Zhao Xu issued an edict again: "From now on, when I become an official and establish a dynasty, I will not impeach me for my indiscretions. I will write this as an order."

Fan Zhen had studied music, so Wang Cun asked His Majesty to summon him to discuss rhythmic music.

This is a very important event, related to the issue of determining the tone of music, and it is also an issue that has troubled the Song Dynasty for a hundred years.

Secretary Cheng, Tongzhi Liyuan Yang Jie once wrote: "Twelve are the original tones of the law; fourth are the echoes of the precepts. The original tones are powerful, and the echoing tones are light and clear; the original tones are the king's father, and the echoing tones are the ministers, so

Its four tones may be called clear tones."

"Since Li Zhao discussed music in Jing Youzhong, bells, chimes, and flutes have not used four tones. They have roots but no response, and advocacy but no harmony. How can the eight tones be harmonious?"

"Today's Chao Sheng and He Sheng have nine out of ten pipes. Twelve pipes are used to produce the original sound of Lu Lu, and seven pipes are used to respond to Yuzhong. They have been used for a long time, and the sound reaches Hexie. Please refer to the ancient system.
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