Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1108 Grace is as heavy as a mountain

  In the town of Guofu.

  Fang Jifan summoned his disciples.

  He fondled Zhu Zaimo's head.

  This nearly ten-year-old child, after a long period of practice, has a wheat-colored skin, bright eyes, and a distinguished temperament in his whole person.

  His body is still strong, coupled with the most adequate nutrition for these children, so that their stature is not short.

   You must know that in this era, the height of ordinary people is not high. In this period of Franji, the average height of ordinary people is only about 1.5 meters.

  As for Daming, it was not much better. The so-called three-inch man in later generations is very common in this era. If a man's height is more than 1.5 meters, it is considered normal.

   No matter how short and thin the people are, they are all common.

   This is naturally due to insufficient nutrition. The vast majority of people are full and hungry, and their height... does not exist.

  Fang Jifan remembered that in his last life, his father was about 1.6 meters tall, which was actually considered qualified for their generation, but Fang Jifan himself, who was about 1.7 meters tall, seemed a bit short.

  People like Zhu Zaimo are different. They usually have a lot of fish and meat, and their stomachs are full of oil and water. Naturally, they are not comparable to ordinary people. This is the biggest difference between nobles and ordinary people.

Zhu Zaimo's current height is about 1.4 meters. In future generations, he will be the most common ten-year-old child, but here... almost two years later, it will indicate that he will fully grow up, and it is almost time The age to marry a wife.

   Thinking of marrying a wife, Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Zaimo enviously.

  Life is like a siege. Those who don’t have a wife want to marry a daughter-in-law, and those who do...well... want to have another dozen.

"Zai Mo, work hard. As a teacher, this is to hone you. You have learned so many skills. Now His Majesty has ordered me to be the commander. You are all my disciples. You are my children. This training is for the teacher to entrust You guys, how do you practice, as a teacher there will be a regulation, you follow the regulation, but... these soldiers are not a piece of wood, they are people of flesh and blood, if they follow the regulation completely, they will be too old-fashioned, you yourself , but also to develop a good plan in the process."

   "I have taught you knowledge for so many years as a teacher, it's time for you to be your own. Work hard and do a good job. It is an honor to be a teacher."

  The eyes of the children are shining brightly.

  It is indeed a joyful thing for them to be able to worship under Fang Jifan.

  Fang Jifan formulated countless courses for them. Most of these courses are entertaining and entertaining, and he didn't desperately stuff them with four books and five classics.

  At the beginning, the civil servants were asked to assist them in governing Xishan County. After that, they were taught how to bow and horse, and old soldiers were invited. Two brothers, Wang Shouren and Tang Yin, were invited to explain the way of generals.

  And now... they are given such a heavy responsibility.

You know, the reason why His Majesty gave the order to the mentor to let him do this command must be because His Majesty has high hopes for the mentor. This is the time when the mentor is flexing his muscles in front of His Majesty, but the mentor...but this is not easy. The opportunity was given to a group of children.

  Can a group of children succeed?

  If it doesn’t work, His Majesty is afraid that he will blame his teacher for treating military and state affairs like a joke.

   This is the end of the thought.

   Zhu Zaimo's eyes turned red.

   He is rarely moved.

  Now, I almost cry.

   This is the teacher.

  My father was not as kind to me as my teacher.

  Zhu Zaimo bowed down solemnly: "Student, don't teach your teacher to be disappointed."

  Other children bowed down one after another, Fang Zhengqing, Xu Pengju...these familiar faces were still immature, and now...many of them were crying.

Fang Jifan stroked his short beard, which was carefully trimmed, and said with a smile on his face, "Don't be like this, teachers and students, they are like father and son. In my heart as a teacher, you are the hope of my Ming Dynasty, unlike your senior brothers. At first glance, all of them looked sluggish, and you are the ones who hurt the most for the teacher. Come on, the children are all up, first study carefully the regulations prepared for the teacher, and then enter Let’s go to camp, this camp has already been set up, it’s on the back mountain, if you need anything, feel free to come and find a teacher, if you have any questions, you can talk to him.”

  Fang Jifan said, with his hands behind his back, and waved: "Go."

  The children still had red eyes and refused to leave.

  Zhu Zaimo was filled with emotions.

  People of this age have many questions and feelings about this world.

  Young men are always easy to be self-righteous and sentimental.

  So, now... There is a warm current in his heart, flowing all over his body.

"go Go!"

  Zhu Zaimo bowed down before getting up, took the children, and went.

   What a group of good kids.

  Fang Jifan couldn't help being moved.

   Now, it's time for the little tigers to come out of the mountain.

  Hmph, hang that damned wicked guard.

  …

  Even if the signboard of the emperor's grandson is played, Zhengdewei's recruitment is still a bit unsmooth.

  His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still very famous. Back then, it shook the desert and made people yearn for it.

  Follow His Highness the Prince, there is a future.

   Looking at the grandson of the emperor, isn't this the son of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?

  Although everyone didn't know what the **** they were doing, it was obvious that the son was not as good as the father.

   Besides, the emperor's grandson is still young.

  So, only those who were picked up by the lack of moral guards obediently ran to the Zhengde guards.

  Wang Jinyuan's complexion...was terrible.

  When did the young master become a person who picks up people's leftovers?

only…

  He sighed in his heart, but he was helpless.

  …

   Three hundred people have been recruited.

   Although the number of people is not many.

  But everything needs to come slowly.

   Soon, these people were sent to the back mountain.

  They distributed weapons and military uniforms, all of which were the most common swords, swords and halberds. At the same time, there were horses.

  At this time, firecrackers have not yet become widely popularized, and their lethality is not high, so...for the time being, it has not been included in the plan to establish the Shenji Battalion.

  Training soldiers is nothing more than training a spirit.

only…

Two days later, these soldiers who were gradually getting used to the camp heard the sound of drums and went to the school field one after another, only to find that a group of young men who were shorter than them were all riding tall horses Entered the camp.

  The first one is Zhu Zaimo, and the left and right are Xu Pengju and Fang Zhengqing.

   All the soldiers began to discuss and whisper.

  Zhu Zaimo waved his whip and shouted sharply: "My name is Zhu Zaimo!"

   "..."

  Zhu Zaimo continued: "Now my teacher is under the order of the emperor, and I am under the order of the teacher. Starting today, I will be the commander of Zhengdewei..."

As he spoke, he untied a square seal from his waist and held it up: "This is the Great Seal of Tongzhi. With this seal, you can control your life and death. From now on, I will work with them to practice you, Fang Zheng Qing Qianhu, come and read the military order."

"yes."

  Fang Zhengqing was unambiguous at all, took the documents, and ordered: "Anyone who dares to violate the military order will be killed!"

   "Whoever dares to run away, kill!"

   "Those who dare to plunder the people, kill them!"

  …

   Read out nine kills in a row.

  At this time, the soldiers felt a chill in their hearts.

  Although they think these children are unreliable, but...

  Next, Fang Zhengqing read again: "Anyone who dares to disrespect the superior will be given twenty lashes!"

   "Those who dare to waste military rations will be whipped twenty times!"

   "Those who dare to leave the camp without permission will be given twenty lashes!"

  …

  The military order was read out one by one.

  The soldiers still looked at the group of children strangely.

   Acting... It really looks like this.

  Could it be that...you recruited us just to play with these kids?

  But at this moment, there was a sudden puff...a strange voice interrupted Fang Zhengqing's words.

   Everyone looked towards the source of the sound.

  But Xu Pengju looked ashamed and lowered his head.

   "Who is farting!" Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing looked at each other, and they seemed to have a tacit understanding.

   Following Zhu Zaimo, he shouted loudly.

  Xu Pengju said in embarrassment: "I...I...not...not me..."

  Zhu Zaimo gritted his teeth: "Okay, how dare you lie to me, Xu Pengju, you are the officer of a thousand households appointed by your mentor, how dare you take the lead in violating the military order, fart first, disrespect last, follow the military order, how about it?"

  Fang Zhengqing said loudly: "Disrespect the superior, thirty lashes!"

   "Take it down."

  Xu Peng raised a pair... I knew you would be like this.

   No wonder... Let yourself be Qianhu.

  He looked miserable and was about to yell.

  Fang Zhengqing took the lead and pulled him off the horse, while the other children rushed forward like wolves and tigers.

   Then, he took the bench and tied Xu Pengju to it.

  All the soldiers were surprised when they saw it...are they really fighting? Is it really not a joke?

  This person...is a thousand household official?

  Xu Pengju burst into tears: "Why do you hit me every time, woo woo woo..."

  Zhu Zaimo stepped forward with a whip, and said: "Gu Nian is the first offender, first lash ten times, then twenty, write it down."

As he spoke, he shouted again: "Xu Qianhu, don't think that you are the grandson of the Duke of Wei, and my fellow acquaintances will forgive you and come into the camp. No matter who you are, you are a member of the camp and have meritorious service." You will be rewarded, and you will be punished if you do something wrong. This is the rule in the camp. Today you fart first, which is okay, but you refuse to admit it to death.

   Talking...a whip down...

Snapped…

  Xu Pengju wailed suddenly, and screamed miserably.

  When the soldiers saw that Zhu Zaimo was merciless, Xu Pengju howled fiercely.

   But their minds are already confused.

  This Xu Pengju is not only from a thousand households, but... is actually the grandson of Duke Wei...

  Grandson of Wei Guogong...all beat...

"Snapped…"

   Another whip.

  The whipping was extremely deterrent, and the sound was loud, coupled with Xu Pengju's wailing, it immediately made people feel sad.

  The soldiers couldn't help but held their breath, and they couldn't make a sound.

  ...

Thanks to the new lord for the tricky night reward of 100,000 starting coins. Well, the plot has been sorted out during the day, and now it’s going to be updated, and it will be changed violently. In this way, everyone counted, and the first one was delivered.

  (end of this chapter)