The Emperor's sword is still young!
The servants had just put the cloth-faced armor on the dummy, when the emperor drew out his sword and slashed at it.
The knife was not enough to cut, so I picked up the Yanyue knife from the weapon rack, and with a twist of my waist, it hit the dummy.
Then eighteen kinds of weapons took turns to greet him. The originally brand-new cloth armor was beaten into tatters by the emperor in a short time.
The emperor also became interested, picked up his mace and smashed it on the dummy.
Fortunately, the dummy is made of ironwood, otherwise it wouldn't be able to withstand such a torment.
By the time the two of them were tired of fighting, the cloth mask was almost falling apart.
"It's really good, Jinyu. You can do it a few more times, and we can try our horseback riding skills!" The emperor took the wet cotton towel handed by the chamberlain and rubbed his face hard.
"There is also a foot battle, let's try it too." The emperor also rubbed his face and added.
Although the emperor had little potential at that time, he had spent time in the south of the Yangtze River to prepare front-line troops for the Japanese army.
Unlike the Jiangnan Camp, which has been reduced to a local garrison, the Jiangnan Preparatory Japanese Army actually goes out to fight with people every year.
Of course, it was Taizu who established the Japanese army, but since Taizong had already defeated the Japanese, the main target of the Japanese army was no longer Japanese, but it was still called the Japanese army.
Prepared for smuggling and piracy.
As the money bag of Da Qi, all emperors of the past dynasties hated smuggling and piracy.
As a standing front-line combat force, the Japanese Army has become the main force in destroying land dens of smugglers and pirates, and has been cooperating with the Donghae Navy to combat smuggling and pirates all year round.
When the emperor joined the army for training, he participated in the operation to eliminate the great pirate - Sea Dragon King Ruan Feng. He joined the gang with Pao Ze and captured one of Ruan Feng's main battleships.
This was the only highlight moment in the emperor's first half of his life.
Thanks to the emperor's strict education, the emperor himself also had good martial arts skills.
Unlike Jia Hui's violent beating of Chen Jingyuan, it was the emperor who violently beat Jia Enhou.
If he hadn't indulged in pleasure and neglected exercise after returning to Beijing, which made him gain weight and wasted his good martial arts, Prince Li wouldn't have rebelled and his whole family would not have been hiding in the hut.
But after he became the emperor, he spent all day reading memorials. His back ached and exercise became his most comfortable time. He lost weight and slowly regained his martial arts skills.
"I obey." The two princes wanted to find someone to fight with. How could Jia Hui miss it?
"Okay, go back and do your work. Remember to go to the Ministry of War to report the style of the cloth face armor."
The emperor began to drive people away.
"Yes, I beg you to retreat." Jia Hui slowly retreated to about five battles away before turning around and leaving.
The emperor nodded secretly.
This kid still knows the rules so well.
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Approaching the gate of Xiyuan, I saw a small butler walking in hastily and quickly, and I heard someone arguing at the door.
Jia Hui sped up and rushed over.
"I have become a prince now. I don't know how to say hello to Brother Wang. After all, I am just a prince. How can I accept the courtesy of a prince? Come on, come on, I, King Yizhong, pay my respects. Prince Yiyong!”
I saw a sinister man who wanted to punch him and saluted Chen Jingyuan exaggeratedly. Chen Jingyuan hugged the man's arm with a pale face. The man shook it hard, and Chen Jingyuan jumped back. He fell to the ground and rolled four or five times before he stopped and screamed.
Jia Hui saw it clearly and snickered secretly, then his face darkened and he shouted!
"You dare to hit my brother!" After saying that, he kicked the man on the buttocks. The man was caught off guard and fell down.
"Bah, bah, bah, who dares to plot against me!" The man got up and stared at Jia Hui fiercely.
"Who do I think I am? It turns out that I was raised by this little maid like you!"
Jia Hui was furious. At first, he was just trying to help his brothers, but now it is a problem between Prince Yizhong and himself!
"Looking for death!" A fist as big as a clay pot hit Yi Zhong's stomach. Yi Zhong instantly stooped like a cooked prawn and knelt on the ground spitting out sour water.
Yi Zhong felt that all the internal organs in his stomach were mingling together, his face turned red from holding back, tears and runny nose welled up, and his tongue stuck out stiffly, unable to speak.
"Stop it, stop it!" Chen Jingyuan stood up quickly, jumped up and hugged Jia Hui's arm to stop him from continuing to beat Yi Zhong.
"Get out of here, Mr. Chen, get out of here! If I don't beat the shit out of him today, my surname will not be Jia!"
"You are all dead people, come and pull them away!" Chen Jingyuan felt himself being thrown up by Jia Hui. He was so frightened that he let go quickly, stumbled a few times, then immediately hugged Jia Hui's waist and moved towards Jia Hui. The guards and the little eunuch who were shocked by Hui's beating of Prince Yi Zhong shouted.
Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and Yi Zhong's soldiers also reacted. One person lifted up Yi Zhong with one arm and dragged him out. Fortunately, Jia Hui still had sense, and after struggling twice more symbolically, he stopped.
The scolding was too vicious!
No matter how hard I try, my biological mother's origin will always be an unhealable scar - a maid.
Not even a concubine. Of course, her household registration has been changed in recent days, from slave status to good status, and it is written in the family tree that she has become Jia She's good concubine.
As a child, Jia Hui was often bullied in the palace by the princes and grandsons headed by Yi Zhong. At that time, he had not yet shown his natural talent for divine power. He was just stronger than his peers. In the hands of Yi Zhong and his group, who had the upper hand He had no power to fight back and was bullied miserably.
It wasn't until I started practicing martial arts that my strength grew day by day, and eventually I could pick up someone and hit them, and the situation got a lot better.
But this group of people became even more vicious, insulting themselves one by one as "little maids", and even Chen Jingyuan, who was also affected and came to speak for him, was beaten by them.
Naturally, Jia Hui would not let them insult him and chased these people everywhere, but no matter how many people there were, someone would always run away.
Either find the crown princess or someone's mother-in-law, and beat her up with added insults. It will be herself and Chen Jingyuan who suffer.
This feud was settled.
They started fighting when they met, starting from the first time they entered the palace at the age of four, and continued until the age of twelve, when Prince Li rebelled.
Yi Zhong and the nearly twenty pups around him, together, four survived.
Zhongshun and Zhongxin, these two young sons escaped disaster because they were not old enough to leave the palace and open a mansion.
As well as the eldest son of the Fourth Prince, he witnessed his entire family being slaughtered, went crazy, and was imprisoned in the Eastern Capital.
If it weren't for the bad atmosphere at the time, Jia Hui would have made a party to celebrate after learning the news.
There are only three enemies left, Yi Zhong, Zhong Shun and Zhong Xin.
"Ugh!" Yi Zhong, who was dragged behind by the guards, kept feeling nauseous. During the intervals between vomiting, he looked at Jia Hui with vicious eyes.
Jia Hui was disdainful and spat at Yi Zhong provocatively.
. . . . . .
"Fighting again?"
The emperor looked at the second young chamberlain who came over.
Not long after Jia Hui left, a young eunuch came over and reported that his eldest grandson and his most promising grandson met at the door to greet him, and there was a conflict at the gate of Xiyuan.
When he thought about Jia Hui heading that way, he had a hunch that the three boys were going to cause trouble. Sure enough, Yi Zhong beat Yi Yong, Jia Hui beat Yi Zhong, and Yi Zhong insulted Jia Hui. Jia Hui beat Yizhong again.
After rubbing his swollen temples, the emperor still used the simplest and roughest method, hitting everyone equally.
"Dai Quan, go out and tell them, I don't want to worry about who is right, give each of them thirty blows, and beat them hard!"
"According to the order..." Dai Quan accepted the order, took some embroidered clothes and walked towards the palace gate.
Dai Quan felt a little nostalgic for a moment.
Back then, I brought my embroidered clothes and water and fire sticks to beat the princes, dragons and grandsons. At one time, more than twenty snow-white buttocks were lined up in a row. I started beating them from both sides. After beating the two, I dragged them away and then spanked the two inside. Until the one or two people in the middle are scared to death!
Alas, it's a pity, there are not many left now.
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"Master Marquis, the beating is over!" Xiu Yi, who was panting from exhaustion after waving his military stick thirty times, carefully squatted down and said to Jia Hui.
"Ah, it's done. It's done."
Jia Hui immediately got up, turned his waist, and did a few more leg raises.
The embroidered clothes on the side were suddenly shocked.
They had beaten Jia Hui very hard, using the secret stick technique which was extremely painful but not harmful to the muscles and bones. As a result, the man didn't even cry out.
It's just a little swollen from the beating.
He pulled up his pants as if nothing had happened. When the pants touched the swollen area, his body froze after being scratched. Jia Hui tried hard not to cry out, his face turned red and his forehead sweated.
For someone like him who is used to being beaten, thirty sticks can be endured without saying a word, but the moment his buttocks swelled up and touched the clothes, it was a sore feeling that penetrated his whole body.
But a man with a military background, even if he is beaten to pieces, he still has to put on his pants calmly and go home calmly.
Then he lay down on the bed and waited for his wife and concubines to take the medicine.
"Oh, fuck, please, please!" Chen Jingyuan also helped the guard to stand up reluctantly and pulled up his pants.
Seeing Jia Hui standing there looking at him with disdain like a normal person, he sighed in his heart, this guy is really a beast.
He straightened his body again, resisting the burning pain in his buttocks, and walked towards Jia Hui with his hands behind his back.
"I'm in trouble."
"It doesn't matter. I have a grudge against Yi Zhong to begin with, right? If you can see him in such a mess, the beating he received will be in vain."
The two turned to look at Yi Zhong who was being carried on a stretcher into Xiyuan.
Her thin and tender buttocks were beaten to pieces. She lay on the stretcher and moaned unconsciously, drooling all over her body.
"Hey, I remember that this kid was trained in the Beijing camp, right?"
"Yes, although the Jingying camp is also considered a front-line force, except for fighting during the Northern Expedition, it will not even go to suppress bandits. I heard that he didn't even leave the city during the training. It is equivalent to being a famous food in the Jingying camp. Free pay." Chen Jingyuan looked at the stretcher going away with disdain.
Do you really think that if you join the army in name only, they will treat you as one of their own?
"Speaking of Jingying, did you know that your second wife's wife, Wang Ziteng, was transferred to Jingying?"
"Ah, when did it happen?" Jia Hui was a little surprised. Wasn't he a gate soldier in Datong?
"It is said that he donated 100,000 taels of silver to Jiang Sheng, and Jiang Sheng let him go. Then he used another 20,000 taels to establish relations with the Ministry of War in the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. The old marshals in the Governor's Mansion saw that the late For the sake of his face, Uncle Wang still took care of him and appointed him as the commander of Fenwu Camp’s Three Thousand Battalions.”
"Tsk, tsk, where did he get the 120,000 taels? Last year, his wife was still begging for food at my house."
"Who knows, maybe they used the treasury money at the bottom of the box."
The two chatted for a few more words.
"Okay, you must have something to do when you come to Xiyuan, so I won't delay you. Let's go." Jia Hui waved back to Chen Jingyuan, put his hands behind his back, and walked away with a square step, followed by his own soldiers holding horses. behind.
"Okay, come out for a drink when you have time!" Chen Jingyuan also said goodbye to Jia Hui, but when he turned around, he took a breath of cold air and walked towards the Xiyuan with his hands behind his back.
. . . . . .
The short steel spear swung to the left, blocking the Pu Dao which made a sound of breaking through the air.
Jia Hui's left hand went numb due to the shock, but he quickly tightened his grip on the handle of the knife. However, the man opposite him almost lost his hand with the simple knife held in both hands, and took two or three steps back before he could barely stabilize his body.
"Good boy, I'm much stronger than you, come again!" The emperor held the sword tightly in both hands, and slashed Huashan with both hands. Jia Hui also blocked with his spear.
Tired!
It's not that you can't beat the enemy, but you can defeat the enemy with one swing, but you have to control your strength carefully and control your instincts desperately so that you don't hit the emperor's weapon easily. The head of a rotten emperor.
This is more tiring than fighting on the battlefield for two full hours!
After fighting for an unknown amount of time, the emperor finally stopped after once again pushing the emperor's sword aside.
"If I don't want to fight, I won't fight. You kid, if you have to hold back your strength while sparring with me, I'm wronging you."
"No, I'm not aggrieved. It's too late to have fun sparring with the emperor. How can I feel aggrieved?" Jia Hui was a little touched.
Seven days after the fight in Xiyuan, Jia Hui had already fully recovered. By chance, he had made three more pieces of cloth armor, so Jia Hui took the three pieces of armor to Xiyuan.
What followed was sparring.
First put on the iron ring arm, then put on the full body cotton armor, put on the helmet, and the emperor took action first.
After his retirement, the Emperor no longer looked like he was terminally ill. Instead, his health was getting better and better, and he was ready to live for another thirty years. When he saw the figure racing wildly on the racecourse, waving a big gun from time to time, the corner of Jia Hui's mouth twitched.
Playing games with your boss has always been a painful thing.
Even though in my eyes, my superiors are inferior, they still pretend to be evenly matched and try to support themselves.
If you lose, your boss, who knows your level, will feel that you are perfunctory. If you win, you will worry that your boss will be unhappy.
It made Jia Hui want to climb the plateau again.
"Oh, it's finally over."
Jia Hui, who was sweating profusely, collapsed on the chair. He felt that he was not as tired as he was when he climbed the Hami city wall first while wearing heavy armor.
"Here, honey water." Chen Jingyuan came over with a pot of honey water, placed four cups and poured the honey water one by one.
"You kid, you're not good enough. You're already so exhausted after just playing for such a short time. Don't do more at night!" The old and crooked emperor drank the honey water in one gulp and then said teasingly.
"Ah..." Jia Hui didn't know what to say. Why was he so tired? You two didn't count!
"Hahaha..." The emperor was also laughing.
Since they finished allocating the credit for the Western Conquest last year, the relationship between the emperor and the emperor has gradually become closer. Now, the emperor dares to laugh in front of the emperor.
After laughing, the four of them leaned back on their chairs and drank the honey water in the cups silently.
Although it was just the most ordinary drink, it was the most delicious thing in the mouths of three people after a strenuous exercise.
Chen Jingyuan also leaned on the back of his chair and imitated the three of them drinking honey water.
The warm sunshine of April was gently blowing on the face, and the peach grove next to the horse farm was also in bloom. The pink petals were picked by the wind and slowly fell on the four of them.
The years are quiet.
Taolin is the emperor's first wife and Queen Xiaoren's favorite.
When they were newlyweds, the Emperor and Empress Xiaoren, who were still princes at that time, came to Yanjing and planted the 300 peach trees in the Xiyuan of the Great Khan of the former Yuan Dynasty. It has been more than forty years now.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, I won't accept the report all night!"
The person who ruins the scenery is here.
Xia Shouzhong stood anxiously on one side, becoming this evil person who brought disgrace to the scenery.
The emperor glared at Xia Shouzhong dissatisfiedly, but didn't say anything.
"What's the matter?" the emperor asked.
"This..." Xia Shouzhong was a little embarrassed. Prince Yiyong and Marquis Jia were here.
"Nothing, just bring him here. The Marquis of Wuwei is proficient in military affairs, and Prince Yiyong has also traveled eight thousand miles with the army. It doesn't hurt to listen."
"I dare not claim to be proficient in military affairs!" Jia Hui quickly became modest.
How the emperor brags about him is his business, and whether he accepts it or not is his business.
The emperor didn't reply.
"Yes, my slave, please bring Ye Buzai's brother here." Xia Shouzhong quickly turned around to bring Ye Buzai over. Although he was already the Chief of Ceremonies and could be called an internal minister, he still did not dare to speak to the emperor. Call yourself "Chen" in front of you.
Not long after, the two Ye Bu Sui followed Xia Shouzhong in. The accompanying Commander Ye Bu Sui walked over and nodded towards the Emperor. He had already exchanged secret words with the two Ye Bu Sui. Finally, it was determined that this was Ye Bushou lurking in the grassland, and only then did he dare to bring the two of them to the emperor.
"What happened to the grassland? What on earth caused you to break away from the lurking mission and come to report the news in person?" the emperor asked.
"Report to the emperor, the emperor, the king, the general, Yuan Ting, Yuan Ting and others..." It was also the first time that Ye Bushou saw so many top figures, and the words he had thought of all at once were stuck in his throat and he couldn't say them out.
"How is Yuanting? Speak!" When the emperor heard that it was about Yuanting, he couldn't help but become anxious.
Ye Buzai, who was originally speechless because of the excitement to see the emperor, was no longer afraid when he was in front of the emperor and hurriedly stepped forward to speak.
"Yuan Ting is fighting with the rebel Khalkha Alliance in the north, and the Khalkha envoy is coming to the pass.
Yuan Ting became anxious when he saw that he would not be able to capture Khalkha for a while. He wanted to form an alliance with Daqi to attack Khalkha together. At best, he had to buy some urgently needed supplies. Bilig Khan had also sent an envoy.
Beizhi was lurking in Buryatia. Their envoy and Beizhi set off at about the same time. Counting the time, they had almost crossed the Great Xianbei Mountains! "
