The world is really starting to look different.
Two years ago, when there was no revival of spiritual energy, the total number of Huajin masters in the entire court and the world was less than ten. But now there is a martial arts examination, and all the participants are under thirty years old, and there are actually Two Huajing masters appeared.
If this was done two years ago, it would be like a fantasy.
But now the facts are before his eyes, and Zhu Biao cannot allow him to question them.
Obviously, the rise of martial arts is becoming more and more unstoppable.
Zhu Biao clearly felt what is called the torrent of the times rolling forward.
"Uncle Tang, how will the court arrange these people after the imperial examination?" Zhu Biao suddenly thought of this question and couldn't help but ask.
"Except for a very small number of particularly outstanding ones who stay in the capital, the rest will be sent to the Nine Sides Army to hone their skills for two to three years. The specific position will depend on their ranking and performance."
"But if you can pass the martial arts examination, you will be assigned a position in a hundred households at least. For those who are in the martial arts examination, they can only start from a small banner official."
At this point, Tang He suddenly smiled and continued: "His Majesty has mentioned to us that he intends to reduce the number of military households year by year, and the imperial court will implement a policy of elite troops in the future."
"This year's martial arts examination is just a small attempt by His Majesty. In the next few years, the scale of the martial arts examination will be gradually expanded, and a martial arts academy will even be established to recruit real elite soldiers and generals, and gradually replace the current veteran soldiers."
"Perhaps one day in the future, we, Lao Tang, will be lucky enough to see the day when the entire army is a powerful warrior!"
"Isn't this my position as a military guard?"
"Lao Zhu is thinking about himself!" Zhu Biao thought to himself.
At the same time, he had to lament that Lao Zhu was really amazing. While times were changing, it was obvious that he was also trying to change.
He is worthy of being a man who built the Ming Empire step by step with just one bowl at the beginning.
But soon Zhu Biao couldn't help but become worried. He had only trained 800 people, but Lao Zhu had to face more than one million troops across the country and the families behind them.
It can be said that such a reform can affect the whole body, and it will definitely touch the interests of many people, and it may even be those groups of nobles who have just been awarded the title.
I wonder how Lao Zhu will solve this problem?
Zhu Biao thought hard for a long time.
Suddenly he realized that he actually wanted to solve the problem for Lao Zhu. He was really a little carried away!
Isn’t it good to continue lying down and be taken away by the boss?
His old man is almost killing Ming Dynasty. How can this difficulty be called a difficulty?
After figuring this problem out, Zhu Biao suddenly felt that his whole body became much clearer.
While Zhu Biao and Tang He were chatting, the Wu Jinshis on the other side had also begun to enter the venue one after another.
Seeing Zhu Biao standing on the high platform, wearing a python robe, many martial artists couldn't help but look happy.
No one who has been able to reach this point is a fool. They all understand what Zhu Biao's appearance here means.
It is obvious that the Crown Prince is here to preside over the palace examination for them today. If His Highness can be selected as the number one scholar in martial arts, wouldn't he become the Prince's disciple in the future?
What an honor this is!
At this moment, everyone couldn't help but feel their hearts jump, and at the same time, a chilling atmosphere began to spread among everyone.
"What a heavy evil spirit!" Zhu Biao was keenly aware of the changes in the aura of these guys.
"These little guys saw you coming, Your Highness, and they all want to show off in front of you!" Tang He was an old man, and he could see the reason for these people's reaction at a glance, and couldn't help but laugh.
In the previous joint examinations and provincial examinations, these martial arts candidates had already participated in written examinations such as policy theory and art of war. Today, in the palace examination, which is about the real ranking, there will no longer be a written examination, and the final ranking will be determined purely by personal bravery.
When everyone arrived and the palace examination was about to begin, Zhu Biao and Tang He finally stopped chatting.
The two returned to their seats and sat down.
Naturally, there are corresponding officials below to start arranging the process for today's competition.
The competition begins, Rong Jin versus Rong Jin.
Next to him, Tang He continued to introduce Zhu Biao.
"One of these two boys is the son of Yingchuan Marquis Fu Youde, and the other is the son of Nanxiong Marquis Zhao Yong. They are both relatively strong guys in Rongjin. I didn't expect to face each other so quickly."
Zhu Biao was stunned when he heard this. These two people were one of the twenty-eight princes who were just conferred by Lao Zhu last year. Unexpectedly, their son would participate in the martial arts competition this year and reach this day.
"Among these Wu Jinshi, are there many disciples of our generals?" Zhu Biao asked.
When Tang He heard the words "we", a flash of joy suddenly flashed in his heart, and he thought to himself that it seems that His Highness the Crown Prince still regards them as his own.
"Almost 30% to 40%!"
Tang He said in a more friendly tone: "Thanks to His Majesty's system. When a noble's military merit is not enough, he will be demoted to a higher rank. Once this system comes out, which of these boys dares to slack off?"
"Even if they slack off, I will still have a whip to whip them forward."
Zhu Biao couldn't help but smile when he heard this. This is good news. At least the Xungui Group will not become a worm waiting to die in a few decades.
Even if there really is the kind of mud that can't hold up the wall, it doesn't matter. After two or three generations, the family will decline on its own.
It will not be like in the original history, the entire Xungui Group is in ruins, and the court will have to carry their burden forward.
One joust followed another.
In every game, Tang He would introduce to Zhu Biao the origins of the people participating in the war and the performance of the previous assessments. Zhu Biao listened carefully and watched even more seriously. He came today with the intention of selecting a few talents.
Finally, the competition reached the most critical stage.
A contest between the only two Huajin masters among all the martial arts masters.
These two people are very interesting. One is tall and strong. Zhu Biao visually estimated that this person should be about 2.34 meters tall, which is a head taller than Yao Ming. And most importantly, he is also a bit stronger than Yao Ming.
The other one with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks looked very thin. Zhu Biao could tell from the way he walked that this guy must be very fast.
This is a battle of strength and speed.
"It's interesting!" Zhu Biao showed a hint of interest.
Game start.
The two of them fought fiercely from the first encounter, and they obviously knew what the outcome of this match meant.
The remaining Rongjin warriors could not possibly be their opponents, and the champion of martial arts could only be produced between the two of them.
You must know that this is the first martial arts champion in the history of the Ming Dynasty, and His Royal Highness is also present. The gap between victory and defeat is not ordinary.
Everyone, including Tang He next to him, was attracted by the wonderful battle between the two.
Only Zhu Biao felt something was wrong the more he looked at it, and gradually he couldn't help but frown. He found that one of them seemed to be in a dangerous state.
