I, Kangxi, am here to overthrow the Qing and restore the Ming!

"start!"

With a command from Hong Xiguan.

The battle erupted instantly!

Initially, the situation was indeed one-sided.

The three guards of the Plain Yellow Banner were like tigers among sheep, using both fists and feet, their moves were skillful and ruthless.

Although the group of young men in captivity outnumbered each other, they were disorganized and were beaten until they fell to the ground, screaming in pain.

But not one of them retreated!

Silver! Meat! Deregistration!

These words acted like a spell, stimulating their nerves.

They were knocked down, but they got up again.

They retaliated with their teeth and their heads, using the most primitive and savage methods!

Gradually, the situation began to become tense.

The guards were exhausted, and their fighting skills slowed down.

Those boys, though all bruised and battered, fought with increasing ferocity, seemingly tireless!

at last!

When a guard tackled a boy, two other boys grabbed his legs tightly.

He couldn't break free for a moment, and the third boy slammed his forehead into his face!

"Bang!"

A muffled thud.

The guard screamed and fell backward, blood streaming from his nose!

They actually took one down!

Seeing this, the remaining two guards dared not underestimate their opponents any longer. They became extremely vigilant and ruthless, quickly taking down all the remaining boys.

However, they won in a very embarrassing manner, panting heavily.

On the open ground, fifteen boys lay sprawled out, groaning and moaning, but none of them begged for mercy.

A satisfied smile appeared on Hong Xiguan's face.

Not bad, ruthless enough, and determined enough!

This fighting spirit is incredible, even though his combat skills are practically nonexistent, but that's something that can be trained!

"Song'etu".

"Your servant is here."

"These fifteen people will each receive ten taels of silver this month, with meat at every meal!"

"Yes, sir!"

The boys were stunned at first, then burst into ecstatic cries and kowtowed frantically.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your divine grace! Thank you, Your Majesty, for your divine grace!"

Great, the strategy of "spending a fortune to buy a horse's bones" has worked. The carrot has been given; now it's time for PUA... no, I mean, ideological construction!

Hong Xiguan cleared his throat and walked up to the group of boys.

"As you have all seen, here with me, as long as you are willing to fight hard, you will have a chance to rise above others."

"From today onwards, you are no longer slaves of the Imperial Household Department."

"I will bestow names upon you."

He pondered for a moment.

What should we name it? Imperial Guard Youth Corps? Tiger Warrior Youth Camp?

No, no, that's too high-profile. This name sounds like it's meant to stir up trouble. How could that old scoundrel Ao Bai not be suspicious?

It has to be low-key, simple and unpretentious, and fit the persona of a nine-year-old brat.

A sudden inspiration struck Hong Xiguan.

"I enjoy wrestling, also known as 'buku'."

"From now on, you will be called the 'Jiehuafa Youth Corps,' and you will live in this West Garden, playing and wrestling with me, and practicing martial arts!"

The Hair Transplantation and Hair-Generating Youth Group?

Soetu was a little confused and didn't understand what "Jiehuafa" meant.

However, upon hearing the name, which seemed unserious and playful with no potential harm, I felt completely at ease.

It seems the Emperor really just wanted some playmates and punching bags.

Hong Xiguan explained, "The 'receiving, neutralizing, and releasing' technique is a subtle combination of receiving, neutralizing, and releasing attacks in martial arts. It is ever-changing and impossible to defend against, making it perfect for young people to practice martial arts to strengthen their bodies and improve their skills!"

"Did you all understand?!" Hong Xiguan shouted.

"We understand!" the fifteen youths roared in unison, their voices shaking the heavens.

……

That afternoon.

Ao Bai's residence.

Mulima, the commander of the Bordered Yellow Banner, rushed over and respectfully reported something to Aobai.

"Brother, this morning, Suo'etu sent fifteen bondservant servants to that young emperor, and they made a ruckus in the West Garden all morning."

"Oh?" Ao Bai, who was wiping his precious sword, asked without looking up, "What's all the commotion about?"

"I heard that they're going to have the guards of the Plain Yellow Banner fight against those slaves, and that if they win, they'll be removed from the banner and promoted to a higher banner, and they'll be rewarded with silver and meat."

"Hmph, this is just children playing house," Ao Bai sneered.

Murima's tone was somewhat disdainful: "Later, the little emperor even went down to the field himself, rolling around on the ground with those lackeys, playing some kind of 'buku,' and then standing up, shaking his legs and waving his hands like a madman, having a great time."

Ao Bai was taken aback, imagining the action of the five consecutive lightning whips.

At that moment, a guard came in from outside and whispered a few words in Murima's ear.

Murima's expression changed, and he quickly added, "Brother, news just came that the young emperor has occupied the Leopard House in the West Garden and turned it into the 'Wuku House,' saying that he will go there to wrestle and play every day from now on."

"Leopard room?"

Ao Bai stopped wiping his knife, raised his head, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, which then turned into deep mockery.

"Ha ha ha ha!"

He burst into laughter, his voice booming like thunder: "The Leopard Chamber? The Leopard Chamber of the former Ming Emperor Zhengde?"

"Good! Good indeed! I thought this lad had some ambition, but I never imagined he was just a pleasure-seeking tyrant at heart!"

Ao Bai stood up and slammed his precious sword back into its sheath.

"How long can a nine-year-old child endure this? In the end, his true nature was revealed."

"Does he think everything will be fine just because he's won over Sony? What kind of future can a mere brat who only knows how to hide behind women and indulge in wrestling and rolling around with his lackeys possibly have?"

Ao Bai, with his hands behind his back, strolled to the window, gazing in the direction of the palace with a disdainful look.

"Let him be."

"Let him play, let him make a fuss. The more he indulges in these things, the more he will be inseparable from us, his regents."

"Send men to keep a close eye on Dianxi Garden, but don't interfere. I... want to see what other tricks he can pull!"

Murima bowed and acknowledged the order: "Yes, sir!"

Ao Bai's lips curled into a cold smile, as if he had the victory in his grasp.

In his view, the little tiger trapped in the cage had completely given up resisting and had begun to numb itself with play.

.....

A month later.

West Garden, Leopard House.

Autumn is deepening, and the wind carries a hint of chill.

But inside and outside the Leopard House, a scene of bustling activity unfolded.

"ha!"

"drink!"

The boys, shirtless and wearing only shorts, rolled, pounced, and fought in the mud.

Their skin was tanned to a bronze color, and their bodies were covered with purplish-blue scars and dried mud, but their eyes were a hundred times brighter than a month ago, full of wildness and power.

During this month, Hong Xiguan spent almost every day here and could now accurately call out the names of every boy.

The one who was taciturn but had the most ruthless methods was named Wang Xun.

The one who was the most agile and always liked to ambush people from below was called Li Shanshui.

The one who looks honest and unassuming, but is the most intelligent fighter, is called Zhang Wu.

Hong Xiguan even included his three most trusted disciples, Cao Yin, Li Xu, and Zhao Sheng, in the youth group, making them captains of three different groups.

These three had already trained with Hong Xiguan for two years and had the best foundation, so they were perfect "catfish" to stir up the waters.

On this day, as usual, Hung Hei-kwun personally went down to "stretch his muscles and bones".

"Come here, you, come and practice with me."

He pointed casually.

The boy who was called froze, his face showing a mixture of honor and embarrassment.

"Let's do it!"

Hong Xiguan gave a shout and got into a fighting stance.

The young man dared not actually fight the emperor. He symbolically lunged forward, but before Hong Xiguan could exert any force, he cried out "Ouch!" and tripped over his own feet.

The acting was exaggerated; I give it a bad review!

"waste!"

Hong Xiguan kicked him in the buttocks.

"Next! Pay attention!"

They changed three people in a row.

The result is the same.

Hong Xiguan easily knocked them to the ground in no time.

He stood in the center of the field, hands on his hips, his face contorted with rage: "Useless! A bunch of useless trash!"

Pointing at the whimpering boys on the ground, he cursed, "What am I raising you for? You can't even beat me, a nine-year-old child, and you still have the nerve to eat meat? All my money is going to feed the dogs!"

Upon seeing this, Suo'etu, who was standing nearby, quickly ran over, bowing and scraping.

"Your Majesty, please calm down! Your Majesty, please calm down! You are the Son of Heaven, born with divine strength. How could these servants be a match for you..."

"Shut up!"

Hong Xiguan pointed at Suo'etu's nose and cursed, "Did I tell you to choose people, so you could pick a bunch of spineless cowards to fool me?!"

"From this day forward! You will train them to the point of exhaustion!"

He was panting heavily, looking extremely angry.

"Two extra hours of training every day! Grappling, combat, hand-to-hand combat! Train me in whatever is most ruthless!"

"Let the guards of the Plain Yellow Banner take turns being their instructors! Anyone who dares to go easy on them, I'll skin them alive!"

"And another thing! Establish rules for me! A small competition every ten days, and a large competition every month! Winners will be rewarded! Gold, silver, delicious food—just name your price!"

"The loser..." Hong Xiguan sneered, "The loser will spend a month cleaning chamber pots! And no meat is allowed in their food!"

KPI assessment and bottom-ranking elimination system, that's it. We need this kind of pressure. How can we train wolf cubs if we don't push them to their limits?

Soetu was terrified by the emperor's outburst, and at that moment, only one thought occupied his mind.

"Oh no, the Emperor has gotten carried away with this game and is now on a roll."

"But... it's fine too. It's just training a bunch of servants. The Emperor can train them however he wants, as long as he's satisfied!"

"Your servant obeys! Your servant will definitely train these lads to be decent men!" Soetu kowtowed and accepted the order.