King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 199
Not to mention how Zhu Jingyuan arranged, when Zhu Jinghong received the armor in the warehouse of the Ministry of Industry, he took the things and went directly to Shanglinyuan.

From the time the soldiers were transferred to the present, they have been undergoing rigorous training for half a month.

Under the strict mission requirements and the eagerness of the officers to make contributions, even if Zhu Jinghong is not here, the training here is still in full swing.

Zhu Jinghong took back the new armor, and did not send it out immediately, but planned to use it for real review.

Therefore, these more than 1000 sets of armor are just stored in another place, and the soldiers participating in the training can only look forward to it.

After the armor was properly stored, Zhu Jinghong did not leave in a hurry, but stayed at the scene to personally supervise.

With him watching in person, the leading officers and guards were even more dedicated, and the sound in the school grounds was like a rainbow.

Although the practice was lively, the actual process was boring. These days, they walked the same direction and pace many times.

When Zhu Jinghong wandered around casually, a thousand households rushed over and reported, "Master Thirteen, many of my brothers' shoes are worn out, look..."

Large-scale events will always encounter various problems, and the main role of Zhu Jinghong, the general manager, is to coordinate all parties to solve the problems.

"Have you run out of new shoes in the warehouse?"

"Master Thirteen, it was sent out yesterday, and you have seen it these days. Practicing the goose step you mentioned...is too much work!"

"Understood, I will tell the Ministry of Industry and let them send the shoes over!"

The value of the shoes is not high, and it is not a big deal to transfer one or two thousand pairs, and it is not troublesome at all with the face of his thirteenth master.

Walking ahead with hands behind their backs, Zhu Jinghong ordered: "Come here today, let everyone eat first, rest for half an hour before starting..."

"Yes!"

Military orders are conveyed by war drums. With the sound of specific drums, the soldiers participating in the training stop their training and gather to stand in line under the leadership of the team leader.

After more than ten days of intensive training, these elites drawn from the guards have mastered all the essentials of movement.

If they put on modern military uniforms and say that they are a modern army, I am afraid that most people will believe it.

Of course, Zhu Jinghong did not completely copy the modern ones, but modified some footwork in practice according to the needs of current weapon use.

Besides, on the school field at this moment, the scattered teams took less than a minute to line up neatly in front of the reviewing stand.

Everyone was motionless, and there was no sound at the scene, only the howling of the north wind, which added a bit of chill to the school grounds.

Zhu Jinghong stood on the stage, and in front of him was Hou Jing.

"stand at attention!"

As Hou Jing yelled, the soldiers at the scene tensed up even more, and their aura became much sharper.

"The Thirteenth Master gave a lecture, everyone is silent!"

Hou Jing was talking nonsense, because the scene was very quiet.

After Hou Jing withdrew, Zhu Jinghong came to the front of the stage, first picked up the shelves and straightened his sleeves, and then shouted loudly: "Everyone... today's training is very good, you are all very serious!"

"It's been training for almost half a month. I think you can see it yourself. Now your energy is far better than before!"

"This training is carried out by the emperor's order. You have achieved such results, so naturally you will go to the emperor!"

Don't look at Zhu Jinghong's young age, but his identity is there after all, and he used super force to frighten the army before, so his speech at this moment is naturally convincing.

So hearing his praise, the soldiers present were very happy, even more happy than winning seven or eight taels of silver.

"So after returning to the palace today, I will invite the Holy One to come to the school and watch Moore and other training in person!"

This remark made everyone excited. If the emperor could be invited over, it would be an excellent opportunity to show his face.

Especially for military officers, if they can be rewarded by the emperor personally, it is not only their glory, but also a solid capital for promotion in the future.

"So in the future, you can't be complacent, and you must train more strictly to achieve excellence...".

"There will be exercises this afternoon, and the square team that performed poorly will run ten laps, can you do it?"

One lap of the school field is almost two miles, ten laps is ten kilometers, and you will be exhausted after running down.

But after these days of training, all the soldiers' spirits have been raised, and they all hissed and shouted when they heard Zhu Jinghong's question.

"Row……"

"Row……"

"Row!"

Feeling the warm atmosphere, Zhu Jinghong knew that the army's spirit was available, and such spirit would surely be recognized by the emperor.

After pressing his hands falsely to signal everyone to be quiet, Zhu Jinghong then shouted: "Disband...eat!"

Hearing this, the soldiers were even happier, but they didn't receive orders and didn't move around. They stood in place like sculptures.

"not bad, very good!"

After he stepped off the reviewing stand, Qianhu, who was on duty, issued orders, and each team of sergeants was taken away in an orderly manner, and military discipline was maintained even when eating.

In the afternoon, Zhu Jinghong continued to soak in the school grounds, correcting mistakes while supervising, and the time passed quickly.

On the whole, he was quite satisfied with the final parade, so he didn't punish any of the teams.

It was only when the parade was over and the soldiers were resting that he called the leading officer and guards for a meeting.

The content is very simple, it is to ask everyone not to relax, and to train an iron army with the most stringent standards.

The so-called small meetings for big events, everyone was infected by Zhu Jinghong's seriousness, and the angry pride in their hearts dissipated a lot.

Facing dozens of (reserve) military officers in the room, Zhu Jinghong said earnestly, "Everyone...you are all young heroes, you must seize this opportunity!"

"As long as this errand is done well, I will give you the credit!"

These words are simple and straightforward, but they have a good inciting effect, especially for young officers who yearn for promotion.

At this moment, everyone's hearts are surging, and they respect Zhu Jinghong even more, and they only regard him as the leader of the official career.

Undoubtedly, Zhu Jinghong specially held this small meeting. On the surface, he emphasized the need to run errands well, but in fact it was an act of buying people's hearts.

After a meeting, everyone went their own way, and Zhu Jinghong rushed to the palace.

When he came to the Kunning Gate, the sun was already setting, and it stands to reason that he should avoid suspicion and return to his bedroom.

But... As the emperor's legitimate son and the queen's precious son, Zhu Jinghong always has some privileges.

At least when entering the Kunning Palace, no one dared to say anything.

Standing outside the Small Buddha Hall of Kunning Palace, Zhu Jinghong took off his felt hat with folded brims and handed it to the maid serving outside the door.

"Mother, my son greets you!"

At the moment the queen was chanting sutras, when she heard the sound, she stopped the sound of the wooden fish, and said softly: "Old Thirteen, you are more filial than ever for coming here at this time!"

"No matter how late, the son has to come to pay his respects, and talk to the queen with his mother!"

"Another day at Shanglin Garden?"

"Eh... it's training in Shanglinyuan!" Zhu Jinghong corrected.

"Can you have dinner?"

"Never!"

"I'll be eating in Kunning Palace in a while, we two haven't talked properly for a long time!"

Zhu Jinghong couldn't get what he wanted, and immediately replied: "Yes!"

"You go out first, and I will pass it on to you after reciting the scriptures!"

"Yes!"

After answering, Zhu Jinghong withdrew from the Buddhist hall, but did not go to the main hall to wait in the warm pavilion, but walked to the east side hall.

Walking into the main hall and walking around to the west side hall, I saw a few girls gathered together, and there was a chessboard on the table in the middle, with black and white pieces scattered on it.

As a bystander, Zhu Yunsheng was the first to notice Zhu Jinghong, and asked in surprise, "Brother Thirteen, why are you here?"

(End of this chapter)