Zhu Gaochi, who was in the small study, trembled with his hands.
Before Zhu Yunxi could ask a question, he had already turned around and looked at Sun Cheng, who was approaching the two of them.
Zhu Gaochi opened his mouth, but finally held back and turned his head to look at Zhu Yunxi, who was standing behind the desk with a frown.
At this time, Zhu Yunxi was also very suspicious.
It has been two or three years since the establishment of the Military Academy. Every year, officers and soldiers from the army are selected in turn to enroll.
The content of the lectures was summarized by the founding military generals of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion.
These people are all meritorious generals who have followed the old man in the north and south and fought for most of their lives, fighting with swords and blood. Their life-long battle experiences are enough to write a book of war worth tens of thousands of dollars to a military strategist.<
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On weekdays, the martial arts hall is hosted by meritorious veterans of the Fifth Army Governor's Office in Beijing. They also conduct actual combat drills in units and rectify and train the martial arts students entering the school.
Since ancient times in the Central Plains, the military experience that veteran generals have treasured and kept as personal property has been widely disseminated to the younger generation in the army. The effect is remarkable and the changes are visible to the naked eye. p>
According to the opinions of many people, many bright new generation generals have emerged in the military in the past two years.
Just.
Although the martial arts hall is a gathering place for martial arts students on weekdays, and there are conflicts and even private fights between martial arts students who dislike each other, there has never been anything that escalated to a riot.
After Zhu Yunxi thought for a while, he said in a deep voice: "What happened because of it? What damage is it now?"
"When my subordinates received the news, dozens of martial arts students were already injured and bleeding in the martial arts hall. Now I'm afraid there will only be more."
Sun Cheng's face was solemn and he spoke quickly.
The Martial Arts Hall is not the Imperial Academy, but the people gathered there are all powerful soldiers in the army. What they know best is how to defeat and kill their opponents.
If he were like the group of Confucian scholars in the Imperial College who had the power to bind chickens, he would definitely not be so worried and uneasy if he was a dignified and well-dressed guard of thousands of households.
No matter how hard those Confucian scholars beat them, they wouldn't kill a few people. At most, they would just have a few bruises on their bodies, or maybe a few more teeth marks.
Sun Cheng was nervous about how far the situation in the martial arts hall had developed at this moment, and explained even faster: "According to the news coming back, there was a quarrel between people from the Governor's Office of the Hou Army and people from the Imperial Guards.
Afterwards, the former military governor's office also participated in the dispute and supported the people of the rear military governor's office.
Then the two parties turned from a verbal dispute into a private fight. Later, for some reason, the Chinese Army Governor's Office, the Left Army Governor's Office, and the Right Army Governor's Office all participated.
The veteran generals who were in the lecture hall today couldn't hold back, and the situation kept getting out of control. If the officers and soldiers on duty at the lecture hall hadn't closed the camp door, they would have stormed out of the lecture hall."
While Sun Cheng explained the cause of the matter, he kept observing the changes in Taisun's face.
At this time, Zhu Yunxi's face was gloomy.
A bunch of overfed bastards!
There was no place to vent the energy. It must have been because no one looked down on the other, and the quarrel broke out, which then evolved into the current riot situation.
Among the five military governors, those from the later military governors have always been the bravest.
This is because the Houjun Dudufu is responsible for the entire nine-sided army on the northern front of the Ming Dynasty.
The Houjun Dudufu has the most valiant generals and the most ferocious soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, as well as the largest and most elite military force.
There is no one under the command of the Commander-in-Chief of the Rear Army who has been fighting outside the Nine Frontier Fortresses for many years who is not a hero in the army who has his eyes set higher than the sky.
The Shangzhiqin military guards are the emperor's personal troops who are stationed in Yingtian all year round to protect the emperor's safety.
It has the most sophisticated equipment, the most complete armaments, and the most comprehensive military system.
Their status as the emperor's personal soldiers gave them a special status that was detached and independent from the Governor's Office of the Five Armies.
It is precisely because of this that the direct military guards have always looked down upon their colleagues in the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion.
Although, in many cases, the direct military guards are selected from the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion.
As for the Commander-in-Chief of the Chinese Army who later led the regiment to participate in the battle today, it is also of a special nature.
Most of the guard posts directly under the jurisdiction of Yingtian and surrounding areas are affiliated to the Chinese Army Governor's Mansion, and there are a large number of guard posts under the governor's office.
Likewise, because he has the title of Beijing Army, he is also arrogant and looks down upon others.
Okay!
Today, all three gangs have to be beaten into pig brains.
Zhu Yunxi felt vaguely angry in his heart and said in a deep voice: "Where are the people in the camp over in Xicheng?"
There are many military camps in Xicheng, and there are generals in charge of them.
Sun Cheng immediately replied: "Several large camps near the martial arts hall have sent people out to suppress the riots, but... no one has been allowed to enter the martial arts hall to directly suppress the riots."
"Bastard!" Zhu Yunxi shouted, then showed a helpless expression on his face and smiled bitterly: "At least they have some conscience and did not let those martial arts students rush out of the lecture hall and harm the people in the city."
Zhu Gaochi also heard clearly what was going on in the martial arts hall at this moment, and whispered: "It's time to send people in to suppress the martial arts students, so as not to cause trouble later."
"Pai Yu..." Zhu Yunxi frowned. As soon as he started to speak, he was immediately suppressed. His eyes suddenly bloomed: "Order the Jinyi guards to surround the martial arts hall and enter to suppress the rioting martial students."
At this time, Jin Yiwei was probably the only army in the entire Yingtian City that was relatively independent and impartial.
Although Jinyiwei belongs to the 26th Guards of the Shangzhi Army, because of Jinyiwei's own rights and responsibilities, it can be said to be isolated from the entire Yingtian Chaotang.
Sun Cheng immediately accepted the order, and after taking a look at Taisun's face, he simply resigned and left.
At this time, Zhu Yunxi sighed slightly, and then chuckled.
Zhu Gaochi looked puzzled and looked at the other person curiously: "Such a big thing happened in the martial arts hall, and you still have the heart to laugh? If you go by now, if you see a few more lives, something big will happen.
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Taking the Imperial College as an example, even if the prison students died in a fight, it would be nothing more than a case handled by the government.
The martial arts hall involves the relationship between various factions in the entire Ming Dynasty military.
Especially those aggressive army lieutenants, generals and soldiers, if they heard that one of their own had been beaten to death, they would not turn around and rush into the martial arts lecture hall to make the whole school proud.
However, Zhu Yunxi looked relaxed and said softly: "They are all a group of hot-blooded young men. I originally thought that something like this should have happened a long time ago, but I didn't expect that it had been quiet for two or three years, and now something like this happened."<
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Zhu Gaochi asked curiously: "Are you not surprised by this?"
Zhu Yunxi snorted coldly: "If this kind of thing never happens, I will look down on them. The army has always strived for the first place. If these people are selected and trained as the new generation of generals in the Ming army,
If we don’t have the ambition to be the first, how can we, the Ming Dynasty, strive for supremacy under the sky?”
Zhu Gaochi opened his mouth and shook his head, feeling that it would be better for him to be the Crown Prince of Yan.
It was obviously a riot incident that had a very bad impact, but when it came to Brother Xiu'er's mouth, it became something that should be done.
Isn’t this the same as the old man’s nature?
Warriors should strive for first place.
This means that only the kings and princes of the Ming Dynasty, as well as military commanders such as King Zhongshan, King Kaiping and his father, would have such thoughts.
"Hey, what are you thinking about? Are you leaving yet?"
A shout came to my ears.
When Zhu Gaochi looked up again, he saw that Zhu Yunxi had walked to the door of the small study at some point and was looking back at him with doubtful eyes.
"Hey, let's go, let's go."
……
The side hall of Huagai Hall.
Even though it is getting very hot outside now, and ice cubes have been placed in the small study room of the East Palace to cool down the heat, everything in the Huagai Palace is still as before.
Zhu Yuanzhang was wearing a half-sleeved shirt, leaning on a wicker chair and reading memorials.
Prince Zhu Biao stood at the door of the side hall, listening carefully to the report of Sun Gouer who rushed back from outside the hall.
A few moments.
Zhu Biao frowned, walked quickly to Zhu Yuanzhang, bowed his hands and said in a deep voice: "Father, the martial arts students in the lecture hall had a quarrel today due to grudges. They are currently in a riot and fighting each other."
"Oh?" Zhu Yuanzhang just lay down on the wicker chair, put down the memorial in his hand, and looked sideways at the boss: "Is Wu Sheng dead?"
Zhu Biao was stunned and said hesitantly: "When the report came, there were only injured and bleeding people, and I never heard of anyone dead..."
Under Zhu Biao's gaze.
Zhu Yuanzhang's expression suddenly dropped: "What a bunch of idiots and trash!"
The prince opened his mouth and frowned, not knowing how to speak.
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the boss and said in a deep voice: "What's going on outside now?"
"Yunxi took Gao Chi and asked the Jin Yiwei to go to the martial arts hall. They probably just left the palace at this moment, and it will take some time to get there." Zhu Biao came one by one.
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded slightly, and then asked: "What else?"
Zhu Biao continued: "Most people at the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion are already on their way there at the moment. The various ministries and offices have heard that some ministers and ministers are also passing by."
After finishing speaking, Zhu Biao raised his head and looked at the old man silently, only to see that the old man had already picked up the memorial and started reading it again.
Frowning, Zhu Biao finally had no choice but to shake his head and sigh. He returned to his seat and glanced at the memorial in front of him, but he still had no intention of it.
Then he turned to look at Sun Gou'er.
"Sun Banban, please go and ask Xie Jin to enter the palace."
Sun Gou'er nodded repeatedly with a smile on his face: "I obey, my slave."
……
To the west of Yingtian City, the land is endless and flat.
A few scattered streets are scattered towards the north of the city, while to the south are large tracts of camps and rice fields mixed in between the camps.
The martial arts hall is located at the foot of Jing'er Mountain on the south side of Xiaomenkou Street. Both the north and south of the mountain are the military camps stationed in the capital.
To the southwest are Gupingsong and Ma'anshan.
Although it is not one of the many beautiful places in Yingtian, the location is actually quite good.
The imperial court placed the martial arts hall here, which can be regarded as a serious matter.
However, at this moment, the martial arts hall located at the foot of Jing'er Mountain was already surrounded by officers and soldiers from the two major camps in the north and south.
In the martial arts lecture hall among the officers and soldiers, there were continuous noises, sounds of fighting, and sounds of fighting.
The courtyard wall on the side of Xiaomenkou Street was knocked down by something unknown. From the outside, you can see those inside who had been beaten to death and were in ragged clothes. They were still charging towards their opponents without fear of death.
Wutang students.
And just outside the inverted wall, sitting or standing on the roadside were a row of distinguished veterans of the Ming Army.
The martial arts students did not take a step beyond the inverted wall, and the veterans who came out from it did not even take a step closer to the inverted wall.
In the end, all they could do was make the generals who led troops from the camp to surround the martial arts hall look ugly, and they could only pray in their hearts that these martial students could retain their last bit of sanity.
Even if you kill someone, don’t fucking run out of the martial arts hall.
"Fuck these bastards!"
"Ouch..."
Outside the wall, among the veterans, Cao Zhen, the Marquis of Jingchuan who had just returned to Beijing from Jiaozhi Road this year, covered his face with his hands, first cursed and roared, and then bared his teeth and screamed.
Under his palm, the corners of his eyes were still purple, and his cheeks were slightly red and swollen.
The robe he was wearing was also a little messy, and one of his boots had gone somewhere.
Around him, the other veterans are almost similar, but all of them can still show their faces.
Hearing Cao Zhen's howl, the veterans looked over with a strange look on their faces.
Cao Zhen's face turned red and he looked angrily into the fallen wall: "You damn bastard, you really dare to do something evil! Don't let me find you, I will throw you to Changhua County to mine!"
Zhang Wen, the Marquis of Huining, who was sitting next to him, bumped into Cao Zhen with his shoulder and said, "Forget it, my waist is numb now. These bastards really know how to pick places to do evil."
Cao Zhen said with a straight face: "I was slapped in the face!"
On the other side, Dongguan Bo He Rong raised his eyebrows and said, "Both my boots and footwear are missing. If I hadn't run so fast, my pants would have been stripped off."
Cao Zhen's face was gloomy: "I was slapped in the face..."
Huixian Bosang, who was separated by two people, gave a hum, nodded, and affirmed in a pertinent and dignified manner: "You have been slapped in the face."
"Fuck it!"
……
"Zhan Shangshu, are there no political matters in the DPRK that need to be dealt with? I'm sorry to thank you for your kindness."
On Sanpailou Street leading to Xiaomenkou Street, Tang Li, the governor of the Chinese Military Governor's Office, looked sideways at Zhan Hui, who was sitting on a sedan chair on Dama Street, and said lightly.
Zhan Hui looked back at his colleagues from various ministries and yamen who were sitting on sedan chairs behind him, smiled slightly, and looked at Wei Guogong Xu Huizu and other meritorious generals of the Fifth Army Governor's Office who were walking with Tang Li.
"Doctor Tang knows about our official department, and how much political affairs does the Inspectorate have?"
Tang Li's face condensed slightly and he snorted coldly: "I heard that the martial arts students in the Jiangwu Hall are practicing in actual combat today. If Zhan Shangshu wants to go there, be careful not to be affected."
Following Zhan Hui in the sedan chair was Ren Hengtai, the Minister of Rites. After hearing this, he immediately said: "Captain Tang, this martial arts hall has been established for several years. It is rare to have actual combat training today. I would like to go there."
Take a look."
"Ahem."
Just as the two sides were confronting each other and ridiculing each other, a light cough came from the side.
Everyone looked sideways.
I saw Wei Guogong Xu Huizu sitting on a rare horse, looking calmly at the martial arts hall that had appeared in front of him, and said calmly: "The Jin Yiwei has already reported the news to the great grandson. I think your highness will bring it with him soon."
People are coming."
After saying this, Xu Huizu ignored the fight between these people and lightly whipped the whip in his hand. The beautiful horse from the Western Regions raised its front hooves and began to speed towards the Lecture Hall.
Tang Li, Zhan Hui and others looked at each other in disgust, silently turning their heads.
At this moment, behind Sanpailou Street, there was a sudden sound of horse hooves.
Everyone turned around.
Then I saw groups of Jin Yiwei with swords riding on horses to clear the way ahead, followed by a larger number of Jin Yiwei officers and soldiers.
With just one glance, Tang Li, Zhan Hui and others saw the emperor's grandson in the team.
The officials and military officers walking in front of Sanpailou Street immediately gave way to the middle road and retreated to both sides.
"I see you, the Emperor's grandson."
On the street, officials greeted him in unison.
Zhu Yunxi was sitting on horseback, and he just glanced at the officials and generals who were rushing ahead, turning a deaf ear, and followed the team of Jin Yiwei through the crowd and went straight to the martial arts lecture hall.
The Jin Yiwei will arrive in an instant.
In a short while, the officers and soldiers who had surrounded the martial arts hall had already passed through and reached the innermost part.
The arrival of Jin Yiwei was unexpected and expected by everyone.
"I see His Highness Taisun."
Before the wall fell, the veterans bowed and saluted Zhu Yunxi as he dismounted.
Zhu Yunxi waved his hand and said with a smile: "Excuse me."
After finishing speaking, he stopped talking and chose a good place to look at the martial arts students from the Jiangwu Hall who were still fighting in groups behind the fallen wall.
Sun Cheng, who was rushing over with guards in royal robes, glanced at Taisun's face and immediately waved his hand.
In full view.
At this moment, there were thousands of Jinyiwei officers and soldiers surrounding the martial arts hall. Following Sun Cheng's order, they actually moved ladders one after another and set them up on the wall of the martial arts hall.
Afterwards, these Jin Yiwei climbed onto the courtyard wall using their hands and feet, and then turned around to pull their companions behind them onto the courtyard wall.
Nearby, those Jinyi guards climbed directly to the roof and stood on the ridge, watching the silent group fight in the martial arts hall.
Not one of the Jin Yiwei stepped onto the ground of the Lecture Hall. They all surrounded the surrounding walls and roofs. They didn't say a word, didn't make any repressive moves, and just watched quietly.
This kind of movement naturally quickly attracted the attention of the martial arts students who had been beaten into pieces in the martial arts hall.
"Jinyiwei is here."
Already holding a leather boot exuding the stench of salted fish in his hand, the rear army commander silently bumped into his companion and winked at the wall of the courtyard beside him.
"They won't come in? What does this mean?"
"You need to keep your hands clean. Don't touch your eyes, waist, and skin."
"You guys, keep your moves clean."
On the other side, several military students who were directly involved in the military guards also retreated to the side while fighting.
"It's the people from Jin Yiwei who are here."
"Why don't these people come in and help us with these fucking rear army?"
"They will definitely not come down. Let's keep the people from the Chinese Army. These people are the most damn evil!"
Therefore, Jin Yiwei's indifferent behavior finally only made these martial arts students who had been fighting for a long time put away their evil hands, but the group fight showed no sign of stopping.
Outside the wall.
Although the veterans look calm on their faces, they are already anxious in their hearts.
Especially after Zhan Hui and his gang of old court officials arrived, all the veterans felt their faces burning.
Cao Zhen, the queen of Jinchuan who suffered the most, was the most angry.
Even though his grandson was right in front of him, he turned a blind eye to what was going on in the martial arts hall.
He was extremely anxious, so he had no choice but to step forward, feeling the pain in his back teeth, and hummed: "Your Highness, when will this farce be put to rest?"