Not to mention how Zhu Jingyuan arranged it, when Zhu Jinghong received the armor from the warehouse of the Ministry of Industry, he took his things and went directly to Shanglin Garden.
The soldiers have been undergoing rigorous training for half a month since they were deployed.
Under strict mission requirements and with the officers' eagerness to perform meritorious service, training here is still in full swing even if Zhu Jinghong is not here.
When Zhu Jinghong received the new armor, he did not distribute it immediately, but planned to use it for actual review.
Therefore, these more than a thousand sets of armor were just stored in another place, and the soldiers participating in the training could only watch.
After the armor was properly stored, Zhu Jinghong did not leave in a hurry, but stayed at the scene to supervise it personally.
With him personally watching, the leading officers and guards became more attentive, and for a while the school grounds were full of voices.
Although the practice was lively, the actual process was boring. They had walked the same turns and steps countless times these days.
While Zhu Jinghong was wandering around, a thousand households rushed over and reported: "Thirteenth Master, many of our brothers' shoes are worn out. Look..."
Large-scale events will always encounter various problems, and the main role of Zhu Jinghong, the general manager, is to coordinate all parties to solve the problems.
"All the new shoes in the warehouse are gone?"
"Thirteenth Master, I sent them out yesterday. You have also seen these days. Practicing the goose step you mentioned...it takes too much time!"
"I know, I will tell the Ministry of Industry and ask them to send shoes!"
The value of shoes is not high, so allocating one or two thousand pairs is not a big deal. With his Thirteenth Master's reputation, it is not a big deal at all.
Walking ahead with his hands behind his back, Zhu Jinghong ordered: "That's it for today. Let everyone eat first and rest for half an hour before starting..."
"yes!"
Military orders are conveyed using war drums. With the sound of specific drums, the soldiers participating in the training stopped training and gathered in line under the leadership of the team leader.
After more than ten days of intensive training, these elite soldiers drawn from the bodyguards have mastered all the essentials of movements.
If they put on modern military uniforms and say they are a modern army, most people will believe it.
Of course, Zhu Jinghong did not completely copy modern weapons, but modified some footwork in practice according to the current needs of weapon use.
Besides, it only took less than a minute for the teams scattered everywhere on the school field to line up in front of the reviewing stand.
Everyone remained motionless, and the scene was completely silent. Only the whistling of the north wind gave the school grounds a chilling air.
Zhu Jinghong stood on the stage, and in front of him was Hou Jing.
"stand at attention!"
As Hou Jing shouted, the soldiers on the scene tightened their bodies even more, and their momentum became much sharper.
"Master Thirteen is speaking, everyone be silent!"
Hou Jing was talking nonsense because the scene was already very quiet.
After Hou Jing retreated, Zhu Jinghong walked to the stage, first picked up the rack and straightened his sleeves, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone... today's training was very good, you are all serious!"
"I have been training for almost half a month. You can probably see it yourself. Now my energy and energy are far better than before!"
"This training was carried out under the emperor's order. You have achieved such results, so you will naturally report to the emperor!"
Even though Zhu Jinghong is young, his identity is there after all. He had previously convinced the military with his super force, so his words at this moment are naturally convincing.
So when they heard his praise, the soldiers present were very happy, even more happy than receiving seven or eight taels of silver.
"So after returning to the palace today, I will invite the Holy One to come to the school grounds and personally observe the training of Moore and others!"
These words excited everyone. If the emperor could be invited over, it would be an excellent opportunity to show his face.
Especially for officers, if they can be personally commended by the emperor, it will not only be their glory, but also a strong capital for future promotions.
"So next, you can't be complacent, you must train more rigorously and strive for excellence...".
"There will be exercises this afternoon. Can you do it if the team that performs poorly will run ten laps as a penalty?"
One lap of the school field is almost two miles, and ten laps is ten kilometers. You will be exhausted even if you run down it.
But after these days of training, all the soldiers' spirits have been improved, and they all screamed when they heard Zhu Jinghong's questions.
"OK……"
"OK……"
"OK!"
Feeling the warm atmosphere, Zhu Jinghong knew that the military spirit was available, and such spirit would definitely be recognized by the emperor.
After pressing down his hands to signal everyone to calm down, Zhu Jinghong then shouted: "Disband...eat!"
Hearing this, the soldiers became even more happy, but they did not move without receiving the order. They all stood in place like sculptures.
"not bad, very good!"
After he stepped off the reviewing stand, Qianhu, who was on duty, gave orders, and the sergeants of each team were taken away in an orderly manner. Military discipline must be maintained even when eating.
In the afternoon, Zhu Jinghong continued to spend time in the school grounds, supervising and correcting mistakes at the same time. Time flew by very quickly.
The final exercise was generally satisfactory to him, so he did not punish any team.
Only when the drills were over and the soldiers were resting, he summoned the leading officers and guards for a meeting.
The content is very simple, requiring everyone not to relax and train an iron army using the most stringent standards.
The so-called small meeting on big things, everyone was infected by Zhu Jinghong's seriousness, and a lot of the angry pride in their hearts dissipated.
Facing dozens of (reserve) officers in the room, Zhu Jinghong said earnestly: "Everyone... you are all young heroes. You must seize this opportunity!"
"As long as this errand is done well, I will give you all the credit!"
These words are simple and straightforward, but they have a very good inciting effect, especially for young officers who yearn for promotion.
At this moment, everyone's hearts were surging, and they admired Zhu Jinghong even more, and only regarded him as the leader of the official career.
There is no doubt that Zhu Jinghong held this small meeting specifically to emphasize the need to run errands well, but in fact it was an act to win people's hearts.
After a meeting, everyone went their own way, and Zhu Jinghong rushed to the palace.
When he arrived at Kunning Gate, the sun was almost setting. Logically speaking, he should avoid suspicion and return to his palace.
But...as the emperor's legitimate son and the queen's precious son, Zhu Jinghong always has some privileges.
At least entering Kunning Palace, no one dared to say anything.
Standing outside the small Buddhist hall of Kunning Palace, Zhu Jinghong took off his folded-brimmed felt hat and handed it to the maid serving outside the door.
"Mom, my son is here to greet you!"
At this moment, the queen was chanting sutras. When she heard the sound, she stopped singing the wooden fish and said softly: "Old Thirteen, you come here at this time, you are really more filial than before!"
"No matter how late it is, my son still has to come to say hello and talk to his mother!"
"Another day in Shanglin Garden?"
"Um...it's training in Shanglinyuan!" Zhu Jinghong corrected.
"Have you had dinner?"
"Never!"
"We will eat at Kunning Palace in a while. We two haven't talked to each other for a long time!"
Zhu Jinghong was getting what he wanted, so he immediately replied: "Yes!"
"You go out first, and I'll pass it on to you after I finish reciting the sutra!"
"yes!"
After answering, Zhu Jinghong exited the Buddhist hall, but did not wait in the warm pavilion of the main hall, but went to the east side hall.
Walking into the main hall and walking around to the west side hall, I saw several girls gathered together. There was a chessboard on the table in the middle, with black and white pieces scattered on it.
As a bystander, Zhu Yunsheng was the first to notice Zhu Jinghong and was surprised for a moment: "Brother Thirteen, why are you here?"
(End of chapter)
