High-intensity training consumes the most energy. Why are special forces, both ancient and modern, an inconspicuous minority among hundreds of armies?
This is not only because the requirements for candidates are high and the elimination rate is high during the selection process, but also because their training is basically done with money.
Otherwise, everyone knows that special forces have high combat effectiveness. Why can only a small number of special forces be cultivated when future generations are so wealthy?
Therefore, whether it is Cheng Wuting or Su Qingjie's dream, it is actually just a thought. If we really want to implement it, it is completely impossible to meet the needs of a few thousand people at most with one bathroom. It's okay to train a group in secret, but it's weird if the generals in the DPRK and the Central Government don't fight each other if it's officially implemented.
Don’t worry about the scarcity but the inequality. This principle is common to both ancient and modern times.
After listening to Li Xian's words, Cheng Wuting and Su Qingjie felt as if they were mourning for their heirs.
It is rare to see the rumored military training strategy, but it cannot be implemented, which is really sad. This is like a golden mountain placed in front of you, but you find that it is in one piece and cannot be transported at all.
Unlike Cheng Wuting and Su Qingjie, Li Zhi was not sad or even frowning.
The army couldn't implement it, which seemed to him just right. Since there is no way to promote it on a large scale, we can only secretly experiment with small-scale teams. And for such a team, is there anyone more suitable than Qianniuwei? With the wealth of the Ministry of Internal Affairs, it can fully afford the consumption.
As for how to arrange it, we need to think about it carefully after returning to the palace.
I visited the palace today just to see if these equipments are really useful.
Now that the goal was achieved, Li Zhi couldn't help but think about other things.
Looking at the now heroic second son, Li Zhi thought for a moment before saying: "Xian'er, I came to your palace secretly today. There are so many tourists on the streets of Chang'an now, and it is easy to be exposed when I return to the palace. So. , I plan to go back at night and find a place for me to rest."
Hearing this, Li Xian quickly said: "I didn't think well and forgot that Aye has just recovered from his illness. I also asked Aye to take a rest in the lobby of the palace and drink a cup of hot tea to warm up."
After glancing at the respectful Li Xian, Li Zhi raised the corners of his mouth slightly, put down the dumbbells in his hands, and walked towards the lobby under Li Yong's guidance with his hands behind his back.
Cheng Wuting and Su Qingjie looked at each other and hurriedly said goodbye to the emperor.
Anyone who is not a fool can see that the emperor has other things to do when he stays. The two military generals only need to worry about the affairs related to the army. They will not interfere with other matters if they can.
Li Zhi was also very satisfied with the two people's mutual understanding and agreed with a wave of his sleeves.
The palace is very big, at least the current owner, Li Xian, has not seen every corner. As for the distance from the martial arts arena to the lobby, he has not yet remembered how many intersections there are.
Under the leadership of Li Yong, Li Xian followed Li Zhi and slowly entered the lobby.
For a short distance, Li Zhi walked for more than ten minutes, stopping and going.
Even though he was walking so hard, Li Xian still didn't reach out to help him. At most, he just followed him closer.
He understands the thoughts of these high-ranking people very well. In words, it is okay to show concern based on filial piety, but if he shows concern in actual actions, it will be regarded as "contempt" and the consequences will be disastrous.
Therefore, he would rather risk being reprimanded than actively try to get into trouble.
Sure enough, Li Zhi didn't complain a word along the way. He finished the last section of the road in one go and sat down at the main seat in the lobby.
Although the main seat in the lobby belongs to the host's family, obviously this rule does not apply to the emperor.
In this era where imperial power is supreme, not to mention your position in the family, your heart, liver, spleen, stomach, and kidneys belong to the emperor according to the rules.
Although Li Xian was the master of this palace, after the emperor took the throne, he was not even qualified to sit with him and could only kneel down behind the emperor. As a son-in-law, this is what the rules should be.
Li Yun was well prepared. As soon as the emperor sat down, tea was served. The warm tea was just the right time to drink.
After touching the warm tea bowl, Li Zhi turned around and said to Li Xian: "The rules are like this, but this is your palace, and I don't need you to sit behind me. Come to the front."
Li Xian agreed, stood up and sat down.
When he opened the lid of the tea bowl, no smell of onion, ginger, and garlic came out, which made Li Zhi say "Eh" in surprise.
I lowered my head and saw that there was no onion, ginger, or garlic in the tea bowl, let alone orange peel and longan.
There is only light yellow tea in it, without any additives.
Seeing that Li Yong actually brought the tea, Li Xian explained: "Aye, I don't like onions, ginger, and garlic. I just think tea soaked in water is bitter at first and then sweet. It is a kind of artistic conception in itself. Aye, you might as well try it." , if you don’t agree with me, I’ll ask them to bring tea and soup.”
After listening to Li Xian's words, Li Zhi thought about it and took a sip.
The tea is indeed a little bitter and has a grassy smell in the mouth, but as Li Xian said, the hint of sweetness after the bitterness is so clear. Tea is like life, and life is like this. If you want to taste the sweetness of victory, you must first endure the pain.
The taste was not too pleasant, but this feeling made Li Zhi very obsessed with it.
With a satisfied "Hmm", Li Zhi took another sip, enjoying the artistic conception again, and then said: "As you said, it is indeed good. How to make this tea, you write it down on paper, and wait until I return to the palace. , and also command to do so.”
Li Xian nodded and looked back at Li Yun. He immediately understood and went down to write the prescription.
After exercising for a while, Li Xian was also very thirsty. He drank up the tea in one breath, regardless of the fact that he was in front of the emperor.
Seeing Li Xian's action, Li Zhi didn't know what was going on. He laughed so hard, pointed at Li Xian and clicked a little, then laughed and said: "Your rhetoric sounds good, but in the end, you still drink it in one breath." If you drop it, it’s like quenching your thirst.”
Li Xian explained with a wry smile: "My son has not had any water in the martial arts arena just now. Now that he has encountered tea, he can't care about taste. It is important to quench his thirst, so I made Aye laugh."
After saying that, Li Xian changed from sitting on his knees to sitting down normally with his legs stretched out, as rude as he wanted.
However, Li Xian's behavior made Li Zhi smile.
What he just said was to show Li Xian that he didn't have to be so formal when getting along in private. And Li Xian wisely chose to do so.
Although Li Xian chose to throw away etiquette and act according to what the emperor wanted to see, in reality, he was walking on thin ice.
How many times in history have emperors and princes killed each other? Ordinary father and son may still believe unconditionally, but royal ones should take it easy!
