Lin Yi took leave and would be in charge of Taishan Academy. Zhao Tai learned about it immediately and immediately contacted the Ministry of War.
Song Zhong, the Minister of War, also conveyed the news to the officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army who came from the north.
at this time.
Song Zhong led more than thirty northern soldiers to the foot of Mount Tai to meet Zhao Tai.
"Master Zhao!"
"Master Song!"
The two greeted each other with smiles on their faces, like old friends they hadn't seen for many years.
More than thirty soldiers of the Zhenbei Army watched this scene with expressionless faces.
To them.
The trip to the capital was a task arranged by the King of Zhenbei. They didn't need to show any deliberate performance. They just had to endure it for a month.
It happened to be the prince's birthday at that time.
Everything is calm.
Don't compete for credit or fame.
"His Royal Highness the Crown Prince ordered Zhao to lead people up the mountain. It has been a hard work for Mr. Song during this time!" Zhao Tai said with a smile.
Song Zhong's expression changed slightly and he said, "His Royal Highness...didn't Song go up the mountain together?"
He felt a little lost inside.
Strictly speaking, he really belongs to His Highness the Crown Prince. Is it possible that His Highness the Crown Prince is still worried about what happened to Ni Zi?
Zhao Tai said: "Master Song, don't think too much. You are the minister of the Ministry of War and hold a high position in the court. Without His Majesty's will, it will not be good for you to enter the mountain..."
Song Zhong was shocked and immediately understood the key point. He nodded and said, "Thank you, Mr. Zhao, for reminding me!"
He is now the Minister of War, and if he is too close to His Highness the Crown Prince, it is inevitable that he will be told the truth.
In particular, Taishan Academy is so famous that all parties are paying attention.
Every move will be magnified, and the deeper meaning can be speculated.
Zhao Tai smiled slightly, "Zhao went up the mountain first!"
"Master Zhao, please!"
Song Zhong was riding on his horse, clasping his fists and saluting.
Zhao Tai nodded, then looked at the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army, and the corners of his mouth curved.
Tiger Guard?
What did King Zhenbei mean by choosing such a name?
Before the Yuanxi case.
He felt that the Dragon Guard and the Tiger Guard were both guards of the Dayan brothers. Now it seemed... King Zhenbei obviously had a big plan.
"First of all, congratulations!"
Zhao Tai looked at the Baihu and Qianhu among these guards and said, "I am fortunate enough to be admitted as a student in the special training class of Dayan First Academy."
"Come up the mountain, His Royal Highness has been waiting for you for a long time!"
Zhao Tai turned around first.
The more than thirty officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army looked at each other without saying anything, and were as quiet as a group of little sheep.
But the more this happens, the more it shows their terrible discipline.
'It seems that before they left, King Zhenbei still issued a military order... But this time it seems that the old prince's military order worked, or His Highness the Crown Prince's method of instigating rebellion...'
Zhao Tai muttered in his heart.
The entire journey was silent.
There was no discussion, no disobedience whatsoever.
They passed the Shushan Trail and stepped onto Taishan Academy Square. They looked at everything in Taishan Academy and were attracted by the gorgeous and dreamy scenery.
They were accustomed to the harsh terrain of the north, and they were deeply shocked when they saw the scene of cranes circling the Hongqiao and waterfalls hanging over the stars.
This place is...so nice.
But their hearts are as hard as iron, and they just watch all this with the mentality of enjoying the mountains and rivers.
at this time.
A figure came from a distance, wearing a Confucian robe, with white hair and beard. It was He Wancheng, Lin Yi's second disciple.
"Dean He!"
Zhao Tai saluted and said: "The thirty-seven advanced officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army are all in place."
"Thank you, Mr. Zhao!"
He Wancheng nodded.
The officers and soldiers of the Zhenbei Army also began to take a look at He Wancheng at this time. They believed that this was the dean of Taishan Academy.
He does have a somewhat elegant temperament and possesses considerable strength.
But no matter how you look at it, he is not as good as the prince.
They became much calmer. What kind of temptation could such a dean give? I’m afraid no one will betray the prince!
"When you first enter the academy, please change into the Taishan Academy robe!"
He Wancheng flicked his sleeves and robes, and more than thirty sets of courtyard robes flew out of the hall, falling one by one in front of the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army.
This method is meticulous and meticulous.
Zhao Tai sighed to himself.
The soldiers of the Zhenbei Army did not resist or ask, and changed at Taishan Academy on the spot.
When they put on the academic robes, they lost the evil spirit of the battlefield and had more of the scholarly spirit of scholars.
This is Lin Yi's arrangement.
People's ideas will change, especially if they are subtle.
When animals put on suits, they will gradually become more like humans.
When people put on military uniforms, they will naturally develop a temperament, so letting these people take off their armor and put on the Confucian shirt of scholars will naturally have the magical effect of suppressing their nature.
detail.
Lin Yi doesn't know much about other things, but he always knows the details.
'My mentor is great. The evil spirit in these people is really reduced. They themselves think that they are scholars...'
He Wancheng was surprised.
He actually didn't know Lin Yi's purpose of letting the soldiers of the Zhenbei Army to further their studies, but since he did so, he must be a mentor.
"Okay, in the next month, you will study in the 'Bingyuan' of Taishan Academy and study the holy book on the supreme art of war!"
He Wancheng looked at the soldiers and said, "Follow me!"
He took the lead towards the military academy.
All the soldiers looked at each other, slightly moved.
The holy book of war?
The temple that the imperial court obtained from the military academies of hundreds of schools of thought?
impossible.
The various schools of thought are not vassals of the imperial court. The holy book of military strategists is the treasure of the family. Your Majesty cannot borrow it even if you want.
They still remember that King Zhenbei once borrowed it from a military strategist, but without success.
Even if the price is too high, the military strategist will directly refuse.
With doubts, everyone followed He Wancheng to the Military Academy.
But the curiosity in the heart about the holy book of the art of war has been completely aroused, and the seeds of curiosity have been planted.
They have no interest in reading.
But the military books are regarded as treasures.
The King of Zhenbei once collected all the military books in Duobao Pavilion for the generals of the Zhenbei Army and placed them in the Northern Palace.
Only those who have made great military exploits and been promoted to generals have the opportunity to have a look at the military books.
…
at this time.
Military Academy.
Lin Yi, wearing the Confucian robe of the dean, was waiting outside the Military Academy. He held a saint's ruler, his hands behind his back, and tapped rhythmically.
"Zhao Tai said that the officers and soldiers of Zhenbei Army are not very interested in reading and practicing, but they are particularly eager for military books. There are only a few thousand families who are lucky enough to read military books in the palace..."
Lin Yi murmured in a low voice: "If I ask He Wancheng to plant this seed for them, I can capture their sense of expectation..."
The sound of dense footsteps sounded.
Lin also knew that they had arrived at the military academy, and he was inexplicably looking forward to it.
He hoped that these people could become his arrows to break through the impregnable Zhenbei Army Group and pierce his heart with one arrow...
The military academy is huge.
A martial arts arena, a sand table, a map, weapons... everything a military strategist should have, Wuwei Sage has collected.
The small military academy is like a miniature military camp.
The construction style is also somewhat similar.
All the soldiers suddenly felt like they were back in the military camp in the north, and they felt inexplicably familiar.
People's hearts will change all the time depending on the environment.
"Welcome to all the soldiers who have come from afar. The dean has been looking forward to seeing you for a long time. The journey has been hard, so there is no need to be restrained when you come to the academy. Just treat this place as a military camp!"
Lin Yi delivered a speech, looked at Deng Bin and said: "Serve the wine!"
