Who reprimanded the Jinling magistrate before? Of course the generals present knew that.
Now that the discussion was finally over and everyone was about to relax, they were suddenly called by Zhu Jinghong again. Anyone who knew this would feel uncomfortable.
Everyone looked at me and others, but in the end they turned around in desperation and followed the eunuch back to the forbidden palace.
But after walking for a while, they realized that the place they were going to was not the palace. Finally, they were taken to the west side of the palace, where there was a vacant school ground.
In the shooting range ahead, Zhu Jinghong had put on his fancy clothes and was aiming his bow and arrow at the target in the distance.
In today's Ming Dynasty, although firearms have been equipped on a large scale, strong bows have not yet been eliminated from the battle sequence due to accuracy, range and cost issues.
A group of military attachés were all experts. They knew at a glance that Zhu Jinghong was one hundred and fifty steps away from the target.
For precision shooting, this is already a very exaggerated distance. At least no one in this group of generals has this ability.
"Can this really hit the target?"
"I heard that Thirteenth Master is excellent at riding and shooting. I guess he is quite capable!"
"I'm afraid it's just the flattery in the capital. If you are so powerful at such a young age, wouldn't our lives have been in vain?"
"Don't tell me that if Master Thirteen can fully draw such a hard bow, he will already be the champion of the three armies!"
Everyone was talking about it, but several senior officials of the Weidusi did not say a word, thinking about the purpose of Zhu Jinghong's summons.
However, the next moment, everyone only heard the sound of piercing the air, and the arrows had roared out.
At a distance of more than a hundred meters, most of the generals present were elderly, so it was difficult to see whether the shot was successful or not.
"I hit it, right on the target!"
Hearing the shouts of the eunuchs in front, Zhu Jinghong breathed a sigh of relief.
He has not yet fully absorbed the abilities of his predecessor, and now that he wants to show off his skills to the generals of Jinling, he is worried about making a mistake and exposing his butt.
After laughing a few words, Zhu Jinghong threw his bow aside, then turned around and looked at a group of generals.
"See Thirteenth Master!"
After hurriedly taking a few steps forward, Zhu Jinghong motioned for everyone to get up: "This is not in the palace, so you don't have to be polite!"
After everyone stood up, they focused their attention on Zhu Jinghong, waiting for him to continue speaking.
"I called you here because I have something to discuss with you. Let's go for a walk... let's talk as we go!"
So everyone followed his steps and started to disperse in the school grounds.
"I looked at the map just now. The main forces currently encircling and suppressing Japanese pirates are Suzhou Guard, Zhenhai Guard, Gaoyou Guard and Yangzhou Guard, right?"
Wang Quanyi, who was following him, quickly replied: "Exactly!"
"Is the chief officer of these guards here?"
"Xie Jiang, you guys come here!"
Wang Quanyi shouted, and four officials came forward from behind. They were obviously the chief officers of the Four Guards mentioned above.
"You have to encircle and suppress Japanese pirates on land, and also send troops to defend Japanese pirates at sea. Are you busy enough?"
If you wanted a true answer, it would definitely be impossible to prevent, but everyone chose to remain silent.
"Envoy of the Royal Capital, what do you think?"
When asked by Zhu Jinghong, Wang Quanyi was greatly embarrassed and said: "It is indeed a bit stretched, but I have mobilized elite support from various guards. I think it can alleviate some of this!"
The total number of troops mobilized from the other guards is less than 3,000. It is difficult to say how much relief can be achieved.
"I have read the plan you came up with. It is indeed very detailed and feasible. However, it will take time to mobilize food and fodder. If there is a flaw in the defense of the four guards during this period, will your plan still be feasible?"
The answer is of course no. Everyone at the scene knew that this was a pain point that they did not want to mention.
After taking a look at these people, Zhu Jinghong stopped, turned around and said, "If you are suffering, you must speak out. Why didn't you speak to the court just now?"
Zhu Jinghong's tone at this moment was very similar to the leader of his company in his previous life, who was called a warm and kind person.
"Thirteenth Master, if we have superior military strength but cannot guard against the Japanese pirates, it means that our ministers are incompetent. How can we have the face to show our misfortune!" Wang Quanyi looked ashamed.
Zhu Jinghong waved his hand and said: "You can't say that. If we can solve the difficulties for you, Fourth Brother and I will definitely find a way!"
"Thank you Thirteenth Master!"
After pondering for a while, Zhu Jinghong raised his head and said, "How about this? I'll ask Fourth Brother to order Qiu Hong to lead the troops to Su Songer's land to help you guard against Japanese pirates!"
Qiu Hong was one of the two generals who came to Jinling. He had 1,500 cavalry under his command, and his combat ability was not ordinary.
Hearing this, everyone in Dusi showed joy. With the mobility of the cavalry, their participation in the battle will greatly relieve the pressure on the front line.
"Thank you Thirteenth Master for your understanding!" Wang Quanyi saluted solemnly, and all the generals behind him also followed suit.
At this moment, they were really grateful to Zhu Jinghong.
Zhu Jinghong smiled slightly and said: "You must hold on, don't let the prince and me down!"
"I will definitely live up to the great trust of the Thirteenth Master!"
Seeing this situation, Zhu Jinghong was very satisfied and felt happy in his heart.
He had left a bad impression on the civilian officials, and he had to win over some people to become his base, so military generals became the only option.
Zhu Jinghong is happy to see this pattern come to fruition, simply because he does not want to be a sage in Confucian classics.
Today's world is a critical period for reversing the destiny of the nation. He, Zhu Jinghong, does not want to be a sinner of history.
After encouraging everyone, Zhu Jinghong let them leave.
After these people left, Zhu Jinghong said to the eunuch beside him: "Ask Qiu Hong to wait in the garden. I have something to tell him!"
"yes!"
Although Qiu Hong is only a fifth-grade Beijing camp general, he has a lot of background. His father is Jingtian Hou Qiu Liang, who is currently the commander of the Five Cities Military and Horse Division.
Nowadays, there is no Duke in the imperial court, and Marquis is the highest level. This shows how strong the Qiu family is and how trusted it is by the emperor.
Qiu Hong is thirty-three years old this year, holds the rank of fifth-grade military commander, and is at the critical moment of promotion.
It would be a big favor for him to mention him at this time.
When he received the message, Qiu Hong had already walked out of the palace and was about to go to the army to check, in preparation for being ordered to leave at any time.
But since it was Zhu Jinghong who wanted to see him, Qiu Hong could only turn back.
Qiu Hong came out of Longjing Guard ten years ago. It can be said that he has watched Zhu Jinghong grow up, and the two of them are not strangers to each other.
When he came to the garden, the spring scenery of the lake came into view, but Qiu Hong was completely indifferent.
Because he only cared about meritorious service and promotion so that he could keep his family title, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to the military camp and became "someone else's child" since he was a child.
Arriving outside the pavilion, Zhu Jinghong was already tasting tea, and Yinglian, who was called over, was pouring tea.
With the beauty by your side and the beautiful scenery in front of you, wouldn't it be a happy life like this?
"See Thirteenth Master!"
Glancing at Qiu Hong outside, Zhu Jinghong stood up and walked over, smiling and helping him up.
"You guys have imitated those acid writers and become more polite!"
Qiu Hong smiled and then said: "The etiquette cannot be abolished, how dare I neglect it!"
"Okay, come and sit down... have a taste of the tea that South Vietnam sent as tribute, it's really good stuff!"
Pulling Qiu Hong to sit down, Zhu Jinghong poured him a glass himself.
"Thirteenth Master, I can't taste it, so don't waste your good tea!"
Anyway, I asked you to come here to stock up, so it would be nice if you can't taste the tea... While thinking about it, Zhu Jinghong handed the teacup to Qiu Hong.
The guy quickly stood up and took it, and then drank it all under Zhu Jinghong's gaze, grinning from the heat.
Yinglian was holding back her laughter, while Zhu Jinghong laughed out loud and motioned for Qiu Hong to sit down.
"I heard... that you are already a fifth-grade Martial Arts Commander?"
