Li Chenglin did not admit defeat, and continued to fight Yang Ying. At first, he attacked directly, and later he used various methods, but Yang Ying "used force to overcome skill".
After more than ten rounds, Li Chenglin finally fell to the ground exhausted.
"How dare you hit my son!"
Concubine Zhang was unwilling to give in. She rushed up with teeth and claws, and was about to hit Yang Ying.
Suddenly, there was a slap, and Concubine Zhang was knocked to the ground.
"The royal concubine!"
Princess Linyang stood in front of Yang Ying: "Now that the country is in crisis, please respect yourself."
"You dare to hit me? Linyang, you bitch, you dare to hit me!"
Concubine Zhang's eyes were full of shock, and the people around her were dumbfounded: Princess Linyang actually beat the late emperor's concubine in full view of everyone.
Xu Shaogong ran out: "Princess, how can you be so rude and disrespectful of etiquette!"
Li Chenglin quickly jumped up, pointed at Linyang and shouted: "Linyang, do you dare to hit my mother-in-law?"
As he was about to fight, Yang Ying stood in front of Li Chenglin.
"Your Highness King Qi, let women take care of women's affairs."
"you!"
Li Chenglin stared at Yang Ying for a while, then said: "Okay, okay, let women handle women's affairs. Prince Consort, please accept me as your disciple!"
ah?
There was another moment of jaw-dropping, but Li Chenglin knelt down on one leg and said, "Master, please bow to me as a disciple!"
Li Chenglin really kowtowed. Yang Ying was startled and hurriedly stepped back. He couldn't bear King Qi's kneeling!
"Scaling!"
Concubine Zhang scolded: "You are simply ridiculous. How can you worship this soft caterpillar?"
"Mother Concubine!" Li Chenglin shouted: "I have always respected warriors. I have never been defeated by anyone in my life. But now that my consort has defeated me, he is the best warrior in the world."
Yang Ying breathed a sigh of relief: Although this Li Chenglin is a brainless waiter, he is still a person with a free and easy temperament.
Concubine Zhang was so angry that her face turned red and she kept saying the word "you": she was here to fight for the throne for her son, but the son actually went to worship the enemy as his teacher.
"His Royal Highness King Qi, I don't dare to be this master, but if you want me to teach you martial arts, of course you can, but I have a condition."
"Don't mention one condition, ten conditions are fine."
Yang Ying said coldly: "The King of Qin, Li Chengba, your brother has rebelled. I want you... to break up with him..."
Originally, he wanted to say "Fight with me", but when he saw Xu Shaogong beside him, he changed his mind.
Li Chenglin's face immediately filled with anger: "Li Chengba killed my eldest brother, and he and I are at odds with each other."
"Okay, in that case, His Highness King Qi will come with me."
Yang Ying looked at Xu Shaogong: "Master Xu, please send the imperial concubine back to the harem."
Yang Ying ignored Xu Shaogong's suffocated look and took Li Chenglin and greeted Princess Linyang back to the imperial study. At the same time, he ordered the guards: "No one is allowed to come near."
When they arrived at the imperial study, Li Chenglin saw Li Qiyuan and said, "Nephew Chenglin."
"His Royal Highness King Qi, this is the emperor! He is the grandson of the emperor appointed by his father himself."
Seeing that Li Chenglin was hesitating, Yang Ying knelt down and bowed to Li Qiyuan: "Long live my emperor."
Yang Ying is not used to this kind of etiquette, and she is not willing to worship Li Qiyuan, a weak person, but now she must have a backbone, and she must maintain Li Qiyuan's backbone.
Finally, Li Chenglin also knelt down and saluted.
After the etiquette was completed, Yang Ying said: "Your Highness, King Qi, is about to go out of the city to fight against the traitor Li Chengba. Are you willing to fight with me?"
"Hit Li Chengba? Okay!" Li Chengba didn't hesitate at all.
"His Royal Highness King Qi, do you have soldiers and horses in your mansion?"
"Yes! I am the King of Qi, and I have two hundred soldiers!"
Only two hundred people?
It is true that Li Chenglin did not have a military position like Prince Li Shengli or Li Chengba. Having two hundred soldiers was already beyond the ceremonial system, and it was only with Joan's tacit consent that this was possible.
"How effective are these two hundred people in combat?"
"Those are all warriors!" Li Chenglin said proudly: "When you think of serving as a soldier in this palace, you can't do it without some skills."
Yang Ying smiled secretly: Only those who are truly capable are not willing to serve as soldiers in your mansion, but at least they are more effective than ordinary soldiers.
Princess Linyang said from the side: "Consort, the soldiers of Prince Qi's Mansion have been recruited by the father."
"Ah?" Yang Ying felt chilled: "Have all the soldiers of the major palaces and lords in the capital been recruited by the father?"
"When my father ordered the recruitment, many people did send out people. I don't know whether there are any. I have to ask someone from the Ministry of War to know.
The cadres are not allowed to keep private soldiers, so those who have soldiers in each prince's palace and minister's palace are registered in the Ministry of War. "
"Whoever is in charge of recruiting new soldiers these days, ask him to come see me immediately."
Princess Linyang asked curiously: "Consort, what do you want to do?"
"Qianjing has a population of hundreds of thousands. It should not be possible to recruit only 50,000 soldiers and horses. It should be possible to recruit tens of thousands more into an army."
Moreover, the people Yang Ying wants to recruit must have extraordinary combat capabilities: otherwise they will not be able to defeat Li Chengba's army.
The person in charge of recruiting new soldiers these days was none other than Cui Yuanrang. Soon he was called in. When Yang Ying asked him, he was obviously embarrassed.
"Your Majesty, General Huaihua, in Qianjing, all the people who can be recruited have been recruited. There is really no one left."
"You're talking nonsense."
Li Chenglin pointed at Cui Yuanrang and said: "At least the private soldiers in Uncle Lu's family did not respond to the call of the father."
"Servant Cui, is this so?"
"General Huaihua, this..."
Cui Yuanrang had a look of embarrassment on his face, and Yang Ying asked directly: "Is it like this?"
"yes!"
"Besides King Lu, how many private soldiers from the palace have not responded to the call?"
Cui Yuanrang named several mansions "tremblingly". Even though Yang Ying rarely paid attention to the nobles in Qianjing before, he knew that the mansions he mentioned were all nobles and relatives.
These distinguished relatives usually enjoy the country's dividends the most, but they are unwilling to serve the country in times of crisis.
Yang Ying unconsciously thought of her previous life, when the last king of the dynasty, known as the most courageous dynasty, had no money to provide relief when faced with internal and external troubles. In the end, he could only watch the country perish.
"Although I am not an emperor, I will never hang myself from a tree like others."
A hint of cruelty flashed through Yang Ying's heart: If you want to learn, just imitate Cao A'ao, "I would rather let the world betray me than let the world betray me."
Yang Ying asked Cui Yuanrang: "Where is the imperial decree from the late emperor ordering the recruitment of militiamen?"
Cui Yuanrang: "I carry it with me!"
"Okay! I'll go recruiting with you."
"General Huaihua?"
Yang Ying ignored Cui Yuanrang and turned to Princess Linyang: "Princess, your Majesty, please be patient with me. If it doesn't work, go to His Royal Highness the King of Han and Lord Huangfu."
