The carriage stopped in front of the gate of General Xuanwu's Mansion.
The father and son got out of the car, looked up at the imperial seal of Emperor Changxing on the plaque, and were speechless.
For more than six hundred years, the Ren family has flourished and has many outstanding descendants, but few of them have real achievements to speak of.
The Ren Ning in front of them was one, but unfortunately he was no longer part of the Ren family.
As the father and son were thinking about it, Yingpan, who received the news, quickly came out to welcome them into the house.
Of course, take the small door next to the main door.
After more than half an hour, the group from Taishi Mansion left with smiles on their faces.
"Advance and retreat in a proper manner, neither humble nor arrogant, and generous." The old master was very satisfied with Yingpan. "This guy is quite discerning, and he has married a wife who can support his family."
Ren Yi nodded in agreement, "It's just..."
She's just a girl from Xiliang.
The old teacher also fell silent.
No matter which dynasty or generation, the idea that people who are not from our ethnic group must have different minds has always been deeply ingrained.
Night had fallen when we returned to the Grand Master's Mansion, and the old Grand Master was still in high spirits after a busy day.
He immediately planned a courtyard to serve as a school, and then recruited a hundred boys and girls aged four to eight from his family to serve as students, and quickly launched an experiment in pinyin literacy.
Compared with the success of Pinyin literacy, the "Windmill Communication Method" submitted by Wei Junqian has disappeared since entering Star City.
Emperor Changxing looked at the memorial opened on Long's desk, his head swelling.
On the left is the "windmill communication method" sent by Wei Junqian, and the more he looks at it, the more excited he becomes; on the right is the military information sent back from the four western counties, and the more he looks at it, the more headache he gets from Emperor Changxing.
However, no matter where they are, they are asking for people and money.
There are so many people.
But there is really not much money in the national treasury now.
boom!
Emperor Changxing slapped the fold on the right side hard.
"This bunch of county lieutenants with their corpses lying bare their heads can't even pacify some small rioters. What's the use of them!"
"I can't bear it anymore..."
Chang Lu, who was next to him, kept massaging her, "Your Majesty, there is no need to get angry over trivial things. Taking care of the dragon's body is the most important thing."
He chuckled, "Besides, there are still many pillars of the country among the thirty county lieutenants. For example, the four county lieutenants in the south performed very well when they attacked Nanfeng."
Emperor Changxing's face looked better.
The old eunuch couldn't help but suggest: "Your Majesty must be tired after reading so many excerpts. How about we take a rest first?"
"I'm going to rest before the memorial is approved. Do you want the censors to accuse me of being a coward?" Emperor Changxing glared at him fiercely, "Besides, where should I rest?"
Changlu was speechless.
The harem and imperial gardens were full of concubines crying because they were worried about their sons, which was extremely annoying.
Concubine Qing's Qingyun Palace is undisturbed, so it is a good place to go.
It's just that the coffin of the Duke of Laozhen has not been returned to the imperial capital, and the doctors, medicinal materials, and food that the Yanchu Fortress urgently needs have not been delivered to the imperial court.
At this time, even Emperor Changxing felt that he was too embarrassed to go through.
To the south, there is Guangxin County and Yingshan Camp.
After Ren Ning gave Wei Junqian the pinyin and windmill communication methods, he ignored them.
In addition to daily training, he also proposed to add an additional subject to the forward soldiers.
Water combat.
It's just that there is no big river for training near Yingshan Camp, so everyone has to run to the Huchou River outside the Nanguan of the old town first.
On the river bank, Ren Ning stood there wet, looking thoughtfully at the soldiers splashing in the river.
The weather in Guangxin is sultry and hot. It is undoubtedly an extremely happy thing to take a quick bath in the river, but it would be a different matter if there are some heavy sandbags tied to the body.
However, there was no objection from the soldiers, and everyone was working hard to control their bodies.
When he first arrived in Guangxin, Ren Ning proposed weight-bearing mountaineering training.
At the beginning, the soldiers in the forward battalion were all trained to frown and complain. However, later in the battle at Huchou Pass, everyone saw the effect of this training.
Nowadays, weight-bearing mountaineering has been promoted not only among the main force of the legion, but also among the descendants of Xingluo's hometown and Zhennan Pass.
It was precisely because of this experience that when Ren Ning proposed water training again, both the forward leader Chu Jinding and the army general Wei Junqian agreed without hesitation.
Lei Er in the water shouted loudly: "Old Ren, come down and continue playing."
"That's right," Xiao Gang agreed: "The sun is too strong on the shore, but it's still cooler in the water."
Ren Ning laughed.
Although there is a large river in Xingluo County that connects Yingchuan County, most of Xingluo's soldiers are landlubbers. Lei Er is one of the few people who can move freely in the water and still have the energy to tease Ren Ning.
The most important thing is that water training has just begun, and the sandbags on the soldiers may not be as heavy as their clothes.
Moreover, the water in the Huchou River in front of us, which is used for training, is not fast. After a period of adaptation, most of the newcomers to Xingluo can stand firm in the water with the help of foreign objects.
As for Mr. Xiao, he used to go sightseeing with his buddies from Xingji City a lot, and he was a good swimmer.
Ren Ning shook his head and waved to them: "Lei Er, Xiao Gang, you guys come up first."
After all, in the army, the two of them talked happily but did not dare to hesitate, and quickly went ashore.
"What's wrong, General?"
"How long can you hold your breath for the longest time?" Ren Ning asked directly.
The two looked at each other. Although Lei Er was confused, he still replied: "It's not a long time. It's probably around two hundred."
"My subordinate, it may take longer," Xiao Gang chuckled, "I've tried it before, and I can close it for about three hundred and ten."
Ren Ning smiled: "Two hundred or three hundred is indeed a bit short. If I come up with a method that allows people to stay underwater for an hour or even a day, do you want to try it?"
"Think!" Their eyes lit up.
As professional soldiers, they understood its role immediately.
If there is such a method, it will be extremely useful in the future whether sending people across the river or hiding in the water to ambush.
Ren Ning nodded, turned around and waved.
The guards were familiar with his temperament and quickly brought the paper and pen over.
With ripe rubber in hand, there are so many things Ren Ning can do now. If he wanted to, he could probably make a submarine.
It’s just that there wasn’t much iron in this era, and various crafts were extremely backward, so many ideas had to be shelved.
Ren Ning drew a simple respiratory mask with a long tube attached to it.
"This mask can be worn on the face for people to breathe underwater. The hose is hollow and will float to the surface to pass the air down."
"That's it?" Lei Er and the two were a little disappointed.
They can swim, and naturally they have seen many ways to breathe underwater. Many people just cut a piece of bamboo or reed to open the middle, or they can also dive underwater and stay there for a while.
cough!
Xiao Gang coughed and came to the rescue for Ren Ning.
"The general's mask is better. The reed is too short, and people may be discovered when checking the water; the bamboo is too heavy, and it is not practical to use it as a breathing pole."
Ren Ning gave him a strange look, but did not explain aloud.
With the craftsmanship of this era, the simpler things are, the better. Moreover, he was also a soldier in his previous life and was familiar with various situations.
Using bamboo or reed as a breathing pole can only be used when it is expedient, and it is not practical for a long time.
Unless the lower end is kept in the mouth, due to the principle of the connector, water can fill the entire bamboo pole or reed in an instant as long as the mouth is loosened.
As for holding the hard bamboo in his mouth, it's okay for a short time, but over time it becomes uncomfortable.
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