Ming Dynasty: Tanks blocked the door and you said to me, "Long live Ming Dynasty"

Having said that, he turned around, pointed at the other nobles, and shouted with spit flying.

"What the hell are you looking at? Can't you see that he doesn't like us? Let's go! Let's go to the Shenji Camp and beg His Majesty. I don't believe he dares to abolish all the nobles!"

After saying that, he stood up and walked out. Seeing this, the earls and marquises were in a dilemma, not knowing whether to leave or stay.

Instead, Duke Cao Li Zhenbang stood up, bowed to Zhang Weixian, and said in a flattering tone.

"Please calm down, Duke of England. It's just a small matter. There's no need to get so angry!"

His behavior is a replica of his ancestor Li Jinglong!

Zhang Weixian glared at him and said, "Stop trying to smooth things over!"

Li Zhenbang smiled shyly: "Look at what you said, how can this be called trying to smooth things over?"

"We are all from the same lineage of military honors. Everyone knows that we live and die with the country."

"If we become lonely from now on, it will not be auspicious for the court, right?"

"We are a little greedy, but we also sincerely hope that the Ming Dynasty will be better. The brothers have also seen the means used by His Majesty this time, and we will never dare to make the same mistake again."

"I can see that, Your Majesty is determined to revive the Ming Dynasty. This is a good thing!"

"To restore the Ming Dynasty, war will certainly break out again. When that happens, won't it be our chance to gain military honors?"

"So, please ask the Duke of England to come forward and ask His Majesty for mercy on our behalf. Although I am not very good at military affairs, I can issue a military order."

Having said that, he patted his chest.

"As long as His Majesty nods, all three of my sons can be sent to the Divine Machine Camp. They can be trained however they want. Even if they all die, we can just have new children. Whoever is a coward is my son!"

Upon hearing this, Zhang Weixian stared at him suspiciously, as if he was considering how sincere his words were.

Seeing this, Li Zhenbang knew that his words had worked and Zhang Weixian was moved!

So he grabbed Wu Qinghou who was standing beside him and whispered in his ear.

"Why are you still standing there? Hurry up and get Duke Cheng back!"

"If this really gets to His Majesty, we're all doomed!"

After saying that, he kicked him out.

Marquis Wuqing did not dare to delay for even a second and rushed out of the hall, tumbling and crawling.

Zhang Weixian ignored their little actions and looked at the others: "Do you mean the same thing?"

Everyone's faces lit up with joy, and someone immediately stood up.

"Your Excellency, many of us have lost our fighting skills, but there are many heroes among our children and grandchildren. Now that Your Majesty is personally training the new army, it is most appropriate to send them to serve."

"If this can be accomplished, we will remember the great kindness of Duke Yingguo!"

Zhang Weixian stroked his beard, walked back to his chair and sat down, then he let out a long sigh.

After a long time, he spoke slowly.

"You guys!"

"If I had realized this earlier, I wouldn't have ended up like this!"

"Well, I will risk my reputation and ask His Majesty for you!"

Zhu Chunchen was chased back by Wuqing Hou and heard these words as soon as he entered the room. His angry expression froze on his face instantly. Although he knew that he had wronged Zhang Weixian, he was too embarrassed to apologize.

But with so many people looking at him, it would be inappropriate not to express his opinion, so he glared at Zhang Weixian feeling guilty.

"Humph! Don't think I'll forgive you just like that!"

Zhang Weixian: ???

"Fuck you, who the hell are you with?"

He was already full of anger with nowhere to vent it, and Zhu Chunchen's words "I" completely provoked him. After a loud curse, he flew over and kicked him.

After Zhu Chunchen finished cursing, he turned around and looked away proudly. He had never expected such a sudden change. He felt as if his waist was hit by a bull. He flew out of the hall and fell into the water tank where koi were kept.

Head down......

Make a splash of water!

When Li Zhenbang and his men pulled him out, he still had a yellow eel in his mouth...

God knows how this eel got into the fish tank where koi are kept!

Chapter 38: Ming Dynasty nobles, baby-making machines?

In the Shenji Camp, Zhu Youxiao had already taken off his dragon robe and was running in the snow, wearing only shorts like the other recruits.

Although there was no thermometer, the temperature at this time was at least around minus ten degrees Celsius.

After five kilometers, his slightly thin chest was covered with fine beads of sweat, which felt very refreshing when blown by the cold wind!

Ever since Zhu Youxiao came for training a few days ago, Wei Zhongxian asked the guards to bring the imperial physician with them at all times, for fear that he would catch a cold and die again.

Zhu Youxiao did not refuse, after all, his body was his own.

It's just that he was in the military camp, and it was not a good habit for him to have a private meal, so these soldiers also benefited from it.

At this moment, four imperial doctors and the cooks set up a stove near the parade ground. A large pot of ginger soup was available around the clock, and brown sugar, ginseng, angelica and other medicinal herbs that could replenish qi and keep out the cold were also added to it.

Not to mention the soldiers, even ordinary women in confinement after childbirth may not be able to drink these things!

Zhu Youxiao wiped the sweat off his face and came to the stove. The imperial physician quickly handed him the ginseng soup.

It tastes sweet with a slight bitter taste of medicinal herbs. After drinking a bowl of it, it can not only dispel the cold but also nourish the body.

Li Dingguo followed Zhu Youxiao, and these days, he seemed to have become Zhu Youxiao's follower.

He stood in front of the stove with a serious look, one hand on his waist and the other pointing at the soup pot.

"Old man, give me a bowl too, with ice!"

The imperial physician did not dare to get angry when being called old man, because this young man was a favorite of the emperor and he would never dare to offend him.

He just smiled and advised: "General Xiao Li, this ice is too cold. It's not good to eat too much. How about not adding it?"

Li Dingguo glared and patted his chest, saying, "I'm a real man, what's there to be afraid of!"

The imperial physician looked at Zhu Youxiao with some embarrassment.

Zhu Youxiao smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and tapped Li Dingguo's sweaty head: "He is also doing this for your own good. You are still young, your spleen and stomach are not yet fully developed, so don't be greedy for coldness!"

The imperial physician heaved a sigh of relief upon hearing this and handed the slightly hot ginseng soup to Li Dingguo.

General Xiao Li was very unhappy, his mouth was pouting so much that an oil bottle could be hung on it. He took it sullenly, and drank it all in one gulp with a frown.

Life in the military camp was hard for others, but for him, it was as easy as a fish in water.

These days, he treated Zhu Youxiao as a relative, became less reserved and more romantic.

At this moment, Lu Xiangsheng strode over, handed the tiger-skin cloak to Zhu Youxiao and said, "Your Majesty, the Duke of Ying requests an audience!"

Zhu Youxiao became interested: "What is he doing here?"

He has no good feelings towards other nobles!

But Zhang Weixian was an exception. When the Beijing camp was cleared out last time, not a single soldier was found in his house. Even the embezzlement of military pay had nothing to do with him.

There are two possibilities in this situation. One is that Zhang Weixian's methods are so sophisticated that he cannot find any handle on him.

Another possibility is that this guy is innocent.

Zhu Youxiao was more inclined to the latter possibility.

Lu Xiangsheng scratched his head: "It seems like he is here to ask for forgiveness!"

"Let him in!" Zhu Youxiao said, and then said to the imperial physician, "Give me another bowl!"

The imperial physician served the soup, and Lu Xiangsheng went out to call for help.

Soon, Zhang Weixian was brought in.

Zhu Youxiao was surprised when he saw this guy.

I saw Zhang Weixian with his upper body naked, carrying a bundle of rattan sticks, the kind with thorns!

He had no idea how many wounds he had on his back, and as he walked, blood stained each footprint under his feet red.

After arriving beside Zhu Youxiao, he fell to his knees with a plop.

"Your Majesty, I, Zhang Weixian, beg you to leave a way out for the heroes of war!"

"For our previous crimes, we plead guilty and accept the punishment!"

After saying that, he took out a piece of wood from the waistband of his trousers behind him, put it on the ground, and made three loud noises.

When he raised his head, his forehead was already a mess of blood and flesh...

Zhu Youxiao: ???

Fuck!

Was it because they were afraid that the muddy ground on the training ground would not make any sound, so they brought musical instruments with them? ?

This sincerity is enough, but...

"Just come here by yourself. How can I believe that those guys can reform themselves?"

Zhang Weixian hurriedly said, "Your Majesty, rest assured. They have already promised me that all the children and grandchildren of each family will be sent to the Shenji Camp!"

"Your Majesty, please rest assured to train. If they get injured, disabled, or die on the battlefield, it is all their fate!"

"If it's not enough..."

At this point, he grinned.

"Those guys said that as long as Your Majesty doesn't mind, they will stay at home and give birth as much as they want from now on!"

"If one is not enough, give birth to ten. If ten are not enough, give birth to a centurion!"

"There are nearly a thousand nobles in our Ming Dynasty, and each of them has many wives and concubines. If you can help, you should give your Majesty a million-strong army to make up for the mistakes you made before!"

After hearing these bold words, Zhu Youxiao admitted that he was frightened.

Niubi!

But then again, if these guys are serious, it’s not impossible to consider it, right?

But he still had some doubts.

The children of noble families would normally enter the Beijing Army for training or take on the responsibility of palace guards. This has been a custom since ancient times.

But in the Ming Dynasty, especially in the late Ming Dynasty, these sons of nobles became the stuff of food and waiting to die in the Jinyiwei.

Even among the palace guards, there were few sons of noble families.

Now that those sons of nobles who were originally in the Beijing camp were kicked out by Zhu Youxiao on the pretext of drawing salaries without working, the nobles have completely cut off their path to martial arts, and it is inevitable that they will be anxious.

Therefore, he was worried that these sons of nobles would not change their bad habits after returning to the Beijing Camp, and would corrupt the Beijing Camp that he had brought back to the right track with great difficulty.

Zhang Weixian seemed to have noticed this, and seeing that Zhu Youxiao was slow to respond, he spoke again.

"Your Majesty, rest assured. If these noble sons return to the Beijing camp, you don't need to worry about who they belong to. Just treat them as ordinary soldiers!"

"Charge forward, they are in the front!"

"Cut off the tail to survive, they are behind!"

"Whether you live or die, it's up to fate!"

After saying that, he kowtowed three times.

Zhu Youxiao admitted that he was moved, not because those nobles were willing to be baby-making machines, but because of Zhang Weixian's attitude!

The cleansing of the Beijing camp did not affect him, so he could have stayed out of it, but he stood up to speak for those nobles. He knew that this might make him unhappy, but he still came!

In other words, he still has a public heart!

This is what the officials of the Ming Dynasty lack most today!

Chapter 39 This is the military, I will bully you if we just fight

Being impartial is more precious than being loyal!