Civil and military officials of the Manchu dynasty, begging me to ascend the throne

On the other side, those original Beijing camp commanders were also very annoyed.

Even when Xie Mingtang was the president of the Beijing camp, he still had to pay them three respects.

What kind of guy is this Li Yancheng?
Didn't he once be the commander of the Imperial Army?

Just relying on this status, you want them to bow their heads first?The commanders looked coldly, none of them were from noble royal families.

If you really go back a few generations, which father or grandfather didn't make a few great achievements?

When did the rewards from the palace in the room end?
So they were not convinced that Li Yan became the commander of the Beijing camp, and they were even more unconvinced that he could still control them.

Li Yancheng was also very annoyed.

Originally, when he and Xie Mingtang faced off against Jiangzhou and Quanzhou, they only felt that Xie Mingtang was just a general with some skills, but was far inferior to him in terms of military management.

But now that he came to Jingying, Li Yancheng realized that Xie Mingtang was not easy.

In this group of moths who can't fight, or even scold, it's more troublesome and aggrieved to go to military training and fight than to fight the capital once.

It's not that Li Yancheng didn't tell the new emperor that these sergeants were useless, but Jiang Yi was also very helpless.

He wanted to change his heart, but it was precisely because of this that he had to plan carefully.

Like that group of honorable princes, Jiang Yi can even be indifferent, but if he really starts to fight, it will not end well.

But Jiang Yi also made several efforts.

He even specially sent Fu Sheng, the prince of Huaihe County, to help.

As Jiang Yi's former companion, coupled with the title of a county prince's son, it really made those sergeants fear three points.

Now the two sides have torn their faces, but neither of them dared to make a big move, so they had to push forward and stalemate bit by bit.

In Commander Li's camp, Fu Sheng had just arrived from the palace on horseback. After walking for three hours, his face was a little more tired.

There was hot water and tea in the camp, and there were no attendants in the army, so Fu Sheng could only make himself a pot of tea.

He also made a cup for Li Yan.

Fu Sheng took a sip lightly, and nodded approvingly in his heart.The tea leaves given by the emperor are always much better than those in the hands of those soldiers.

He came earlier today. He guessed that Commander Li should still be on the training platform of the barracks.

Therefore, he calmly brewed a pot of tea and waited for Commander Li to come back.

"It's really early for the prince to come today!" Li Yancheng lifted the curtain and walked into the tent and said.

He sniffed lightly, and the tent was filled with the fragrance of tea.

It was indeed the fragrance of tea brewed by Mr. Fu. Usually, when Fu Sheng came, Li Yancheng had already asked the attendant to brew tea and wait for him.

"The scenery is just right today. The horse is galloping, so it's faster."

Fu Sheng said lightly, and Li Yancheng nodded after listening. He was not very interested in how Fu Sheng got here.

The eldest son of the Huaihe County King is usually very lonely, that is to say, he has met him a few times, and now he is ordered by His Majesty to come to the Beijing camp to help, so he speaks more politely, and Li Yancheng is used to it.

"Your Majesty has worked hard..." Li Yancheng exchanged pleasantries with him for a few rounds, and then began to talk about serious matters with serious eyes and eyebrows.

"Wang Ke's group of people are really too presumptuous today!" Li Yancheng clenched his fists, recalling the scene at that time, anger welled up in his heart.

"Wang Ke? The legitimate son of the Marquis of Sishui's family?" Fu Sheng knew a little about these dandies in the capital, even though he didn't socialize very much on weekdays.

"That's the prince!" Li Yancheng said through gritted teeth.

"If I hadn't been merciful, he would have gone to see the King of Hades today." After finishing speaking, Li Yancheng snorted very angrily.

Anger was like a dark cloud, lingering in his heart for the past few days.

He came to Beijing Camp to train soldiers, not to wipe the ass of those young masters!

Li Yancheng became more and more angry as he thought about it, and finally drank the warm tea in his hand hastily.

The tea flowed into the throat, and the fragrance of the tea entered the tip of the nose wantonly.

This made Li Yancheng temporarily relieved from his anger. He turned his head to look at Fu Sheng, who had a cold face, but the aura beside him was quite contented, and sighed, "This is really good tea..."

Fu Sheng responded coldly, saying: "Of course, if the tea leaves bestowed by the emperor are unbearable, then there will be no tea in the world that can be eaten."

This made Li Yancheng's eyes widen. Is this my treasured royal bestowed tea? !
But the bitterness of the tea still lingered on the tip of his tongue, Li Yancheng's face softened, and he said with a wry smile: "It's really good tea... Unfortunately, Li probably won't be able to drink a few cups of such good tea in his life..."

Thinking of tea, Li Yancheng thought of another person.

A man who used to always make tea for him...

I never drank that pot of Chunrihuan again.

Just when Li Yancheng's thoughts were wandering, Fu Sheng spoke.

"What happened to Wang Ke?"

Li Yancheng turned his head away, the cold prince didn't show any curiosity, but he had to answer the question when asked.

After thinking for a while, Li Yancheng sorted out his words and told Fu Sheng what happened in the barracks today.

"Hmph, this prince is not used to the hard life in the military camp, so he secretly transported wine into the military camp..."

"Is it because of this that Commander Li is so angry?" Fu Sheng still looked like an iceberg, and his tone was also cold and sarcastic.

If it wasn't for Li Yancheng's old friendship with him, he might have misunderstood what he meant. ,

He said indifferently: "That's okay. Just stealing wine is fifty army sticks, plus smuggling wine to the barracks. Hehe, after being hit with a hundred army sticks, the prince is still out of breath." Maybe..."

Li Yancheng didn't hide his sarcasm at all, he continued: "That's all, the general is in a good mood, and he can forgive a little bit. But do you know what he did next?"

As he said that, Li Yancheng turned to look at Fu Sheng, but when he saw Fu Sheng, he was like an iceberg, no... I should say like an ice sculpture, and he didn't even move his eyebrows.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Li Yancheng complained in his heart, but continued with a resentful face.

"These people, including Wang Ke, left the barracks privately and went to the fireworks and willow alley to watch a play..."

Speaking of this, Li Yancheng felt a little helpless.

In the eyes of others, this is not a big deal. It's normal for a few playboys to go to the theater without doing their jobs.

But the mistake is that they are not idle jobs in Qingshui Yamen, they are guards and commanders in the Beijing camp.

For these things, according to military laws and disciplines, even if Li Yancheng beat them with three hundred sticks, it would not be considered serious.

But the problem is, those young masters would call death if they were hit by a stick.

Three hundred batons?It is estimated that it can only whip the corpse.

Thinking of this, Li Yancheng sighed helplessly.

If he can really kill or maim one or two people, at least he can serve as an example to others and kill chickens and monkeys.

He can't let the people under him, the general discipline and military law, treat it as a trifling matter!

How can such an army win the battle for His Majesty?