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Qi Jiguang took the lead, and the ministers surrounded Zhu Yijun and walked to the barracks. They were passing by a phalanx of soldiers standing in formation on the playground.
Wang Guoguang had previously accompanied Zhu Yijun to inspect the project to see the progress of the project. I only glanced at the new recruit training from a distance.
At this time, when passing through the Beijing Camp Square Formation, I saw that all the soldiers were standing like javelins. The entire formation looked like a straight red line when viewed horizontally, vertically, and diagonally. I was secretly shocked by the appearance of the new army.
Zhu Yijun was very happy when he saw that he had implemented the methods of formation of the People's Liberation Army later generations that he and Qi Jiguang had explained. He waved Qi Jiguang over and talked while walking.
Zhu Yijun asked: "With such training, will the soldiers be annoyed?"
Qi Jiguang smiled and said: "To tell you what the emperor is saying, although these new recruits are suffering a little bit, they are very energetic!"
Then he flattered and said: "I think that in terms of military training, no one in the world has surpassed the emperor! As for marching and fighting, the soldiers trained in this way can sweep the world with ten thousand people!"
This flattering Qi Jiguang made Zhu Yijun blush. Although it was pleasant to his ears, "soldiers are a major matter for the country", so one should not relax due to flattery.
Su Rong told Qi Jiguang: "I don't have any methods for training troops. I just read Aiqing's "Records of Military Training" and carried forward a few words. It is only a method for training military discipline and has nothing to do with commanding in battle. There must be no stalemate. Pillar, drum and harp!"
Then he said: "This is a war. The arms are incompatible with each other, the terrain is different, and the battlefields are very different. All these tactics must be studied carefully, and only when you are proficient can you fight."
Qi Jiguang also said solemnly: "This is the reason why the emperor established martial arts. I dare not slack off."
After hearing this, Zhu Yijun earnestly warned him twice. He also said to Tan Lun beside him: "My soldiers will tilt the policy towards Yuan Jing, and all reasonable logistical requirements will be met. If the Ministry of War does not help, let Zhang Jing talk to me."
After hearing this, Tan Lun wiped the sweat on his head with his sleeves and returned with a wry smile: "Your Majesty, how could the Ministry of War ever be in charge? Every day the soldiers in the Beijing camp receive three ounces of meat and two eggs. Thirty-six thousand people spend more money than the original 150,000 people! - If the emperor is considerate, he will allocate some money to me."
Qi Jiguang smiled after hearing this. Zhu Yijun laughed loudly and changed the subject: "Although it costs more money - if I give you 150,000 ordinary soldiers, can you use these 30,000?"
Tan Lun passed the Jinshi examination at the age of twenty-four. When he took office as the magistrate of Taizhou on the thirty-first year, he started to fight against Japanese pirates. After three dynasties, he continued to fight, and finally became the Minister of War. He has been training, leading and fighting for more than 20 years.
He himself also likes military affairs. As the deputy commander of martial arts, he often came to watch the training of the new army during his rest. When Zhu Yijun asked about it, he smiled bitterly and replied: "The soldiers I brought with me when I was the governor of Jiliao may not be the ones we have now." This is the enemy of the new army. Good soldiers and generals, but too expensive."
While talking, I passed by the second square formation, but it was a square formation composed of students arriving one after another. There are health posts from various places here, as well as seedlings and backbones selected and sent by the border army. At this moment, they were all standing upright like ordinary Beijing soldiers.
Because Duke Dingguo said during the admissions process that as long as he can graduate from the martial arts school, he will be promoted to a higher level - the military attachés all over the world are vying for this position to be able to beat their brains out. Brother Xu Wenbi, less than two months apart, had already presented two 33-pound pure gold Buddhas and two flawless white jade Guanyin to the empress dowagers of the two palaces.
Later, after Zhu Yijun called him into the palace and scolded him, and asked Zhang Hong to stare at him, Duke Dingguo restrained himself. In accordance with the "Nanyuan Martial Arts Enrollment Regulations", some good candidates were recruited based on scores and assessments in several aspects such as performance, education, and martial arts. But Zhu Yijun also knew in his heart that it would be difficult to eliminate favors and favors in future generations, let alone now.
When everyone looked at this phalanx, they felt the gap between the Beijing camps. It's just that they are arranged from big to small. What the hell are there several people in the front row with bulging bellies? Couldn't Qi Jiguang put them in a position where it wouldn't hurt their eyes?
After thinking about it, Qi Jiguang must have done this on purpose. When he looked at Zhu Yijun again, the emperor pretended not to notice and walked straight past. Qi Jiguang had no choice but to follow.
The group of people entered the camp gate and saw that the long square tents with beams in the camp were arranged neatly, radiating around Qi Jiguang's circular tent. The surrounding environment was clean and tidy. This first impression was excellent.
Wang Guoguang followed the emperor and walked more than a hundred steps into the camp. Qi Jiguang asked the emperor which tent he wanted to see. Wang Guoguang suggested randomly from the side: "Your Majesty, why not go to the Jiawu tent and take a look."
Zhu Yijun was just doing spot checks, so he did nothing wrong after hearing what he said. So Qi Jiguang led a group of people to Jiawu's tent. This big tent is one foot high, three feet wide and ten feet long.
When the tent guard opened the curtain of the tent and everyone walked in to take a look, as Zhu Yijun expected, half of them took a breath of cold air from their throats, and there were a few who called them "Mother" and "Tianye".
It turned out that after everyone entered the tent, the first thing they saw was the two rows of extremely clean beds. There are wooden bunk beds on the left and right sides of the tent - this one compares to the Datong bunk in the best barracks in the world.
What made everyone gasp and scream was that every bed was extremely clean and tidy! Not to mention that the light blue bed sheets are very different from the military camp in everyone's impression. What's even more surprising is that the quilt on the bed was folded into an angular cube-this is what every military training student in future generations will know. The discolored "tofu cubes".
Wang Guoguang marveled and asked, "How is this quilt folded?" Not only did he see that the quilts were neat, but all the edges of the quilts on each row of beds in the house were in a straight line, which was breathtaking.
Tao Dalin followed Wang Guoguang and saw that everything in the camp was neat and tidy. The soldiers' face kerchiefs and sweat towels are all in the same position on their respective beds, and the patterns on them are in exactly the same direction. When I looked down under the bed, I saw that the wooden basin under the bed was in the same position.
He raised his hands and said to Qi Jiguang: "Yuan Jing is a good man. You have trained this soldier to fold his quilt so neatly. He must have ordered and prohibited him when marching and fighting."
How could Qi Jiguang covet Zhu Yijun's achievements? He smiled and said: "This is the emperor's request. When I was in Ji Town, the regulations were not so strict." The officials from various ministries and officials who followed Zhu Yijun and the Imperial Academy were all shocked and speechless.
Seeing that his requirements were basically met and it was getting late, Zhu Yijun said to Qi Jiguang: "Go and eat your big pot of rice."
Qi Jiguang hurriedly bowed and led everyone to his big tent. At this time, the internal officials had set up a throne in the tent according to Zhu Yijun's schedule. There was a dragon table in front of the throne. Facing the east and west, there are long tables, with small pillars placed behind the tables.
Zhu Yijun was on the throne, pointing to the two large bowls in front of him and said: "There are no delicacies in the military camp. The food is the same as that of the big-headed soldiers. Let's all have a taste."
The ministers saw that there was white rice in a bowl in front of them and pork stewed with vermicelli in another bowl. I thought to myself: "It seems that these soldiers are really eating fine food." This white rice and vegetables are extremely delicious to the soldiers in the Beijing camp, but for many ministers here, they are difficult to swallow.
Seeing the emperor picking up the rice bowl and eating in front of the ministers, the officials of the Ministry of Rites and the Imperial Academy, because of Dai Xun's example, kept silent and did not dare to speak out. The ministers had no choice but to pick up their bowls and eat. Because there is coarse salt in the dish, the soup is inevitably a bit bitter, which makes some ministers who are used to refined salt feel nauseous.
No one knew that the pork vermicelli in front of Zhu Yijun was specially made by the imperial chef. The vermicelli is cooked in chicken soup to get the flavor, and a lot of shredded abalone and shark fin are mixed in. On the surface, Zhu Yijun shares the joys and sorrows with his ministers and soldiers, but in fact, this guy is just a small person.
Zhu Yijun was wondering as he was eating, this big pot of rice shouldn't be so delicious, so he glanced at Wei Chao. Seeing Wei Chao nodding, Zhu Yijun had no choice but to smile bitterly, ate up all the food, and destroyed the corpse.
When the minister saw that there was not a single bit of the emperor's coarse food left, he wailed in his heart and ate the portion in front of him with humiliation, not to mention the sour taste.
