The Qilin was released into the wild in the Xiaoling Mausoleum by Emperor Yongle because it eats chestnut bean flour cakes - this is because the more than 2,000 local indigenous deer here also eat this, and if they can eat from the same pot, they are like a family, making it easy to feed them.
The Qilin stood out among a group of local deer, as proud as a king. It disdained to compete for food with the deer. Relying on the advantage of its long neck, it took up all the tender leaves on the treetops of the Xiaoling Mausoleum.
Because Mu Chun had to hide her real name, she could not go to the third exit of Metro Line 2 to watch the Qilin. She was itching to go there. Hu Shanwei, a doting husband, took advantage of her position and abused her power for personal gain. Mu Chun was able to go to the Xiaoling Mausoleum to see the Qilin with her warrant.
Mu Chun "inhaled" the Qilin at the Xiaoling Mausoleum and marveled at the divine aura of this "auspicious sign".
Muchun demonstrated his skills as the "devil of mischief" back then. He climbed to the center of the tree like a monkey and tried to jump onto the back of the unicorn. In this life, riding a unicorn once is enough to brag about for the rest of your life.
The Kunlun slave who was serving Qilin was wearing a Ming Dynasty robe and speaking in poor Ming Dynasty dialect, "Sir, Qilin is wild and cannot be ridden."
"It's his temper that can be trained. All wild horses are trained that way." Mu Chun was as light as a swallow. He jumped up and sat on the back of the Qilin, hugging its long neck like a chimney tightly.
The Qilin was frightened and didn't even bother to eat the tender leaves on the treetops. It ran with its long legs, trying to throw the person off its back.
Mu Chun clung to Deer Neck like a dog-skin plaster, shamelessly clinging to him and refusing to let go, just like when he was chasing Hu Shanwei.
However, Qilin is not as easy to pursue as Hu Shanwei. Hu Shanwei is a hypocrite, cold and reserved during the day, but has all kinds of indescribable dreams at night. But Qilin doesn't care about Mu Chun's life or death at all. He just wants to dump him as soon as possible and has no sympathy for women.
Seeing that it couldn't get rid of it, Qilin started to ram into the tree, just like an old man doing morning exercises in the park. Its huge body rammed into the tree, shaking the earth. Kunlun Slave was horrified, and his dark face was like a printer without ink cartridges. Mu Chun had no choice but to let go, grab the branch above his head, climb up the tree like a monkey, and move to another position.
Seeing this, Qilin sneered, "So you've got your day, kid." He continued to swing his chimney-like neck against the tree, wanting to knock Muchun down, and then use his long legs to smash him into pieces.
I am an officially certified auspicious sign, so why should I be afraid of a devil like you
Kunlun slave came to rescue, holding up a chestnut bean cake to lead it away.
For the sake of the food, Xiangrui followed Kunlun Slave. The defeated Demon King Muchun got down from the tree, picked up the chestnut bean cake on the ground, smelled it, and it smelled quite good. He blew away the dust on the cake and sat under the tree to eat it.
Zhu Zhanji, who was watching from a distance, saw this scene and thought that he had finally found the right person. Mu Chun's rogue style was a seamless fit with the 28,000 young soldiers under his command. As the saying goes, one thing can defeat another. It takes a devil like Mu Chun to keep the mob in check.
In the hot summer of July, Zhu Zhanji brought a pot of sour plum soup mixed with ice and handed it to Mu Chun, who was fighting for food with Qilin under the tree, "Godfather, you must be thirsty."
Mu Chun was a little choked, so he gulped down a few mouthfuls of the sour plum soup, and burped comfortably, "Leave the sour plum soup, and take this godfather away. You are the crown prince now, and I can't bear it."
Zhu Zhanji was asking for help, so he shamelessly said, "Once a godfather, always a godfather. How can I change just because my godson was named the crown prince?"
Muchun raised him from the age of two until he was eight, and knew the little chicken's twisted intestines too well. "What do you want to do? Just tell me, or I'll leave."
The daughter takes after her father, and A Lei’s straightforward personality is very similar to Muchun.
Zhu Zhanji told the story of the young soldiers being difficult to tame, "… I heard that godfather had subdued Jiangxi bandits and Zhuoying bandits in the past, and trained the bandit leader Chen Xuan to become the Earl of Pingjiang in the Ming Dynasty. The grain transport in the Ming Dynasty was managed by the Earl of Pingjiang, and he was also a great contributor to the dredging of the canal and was good at water control."
Mu Chun was very pleased with the flattery, and waved his hand, "Haha, a good man doesn't brag about his past achievements. Chen Xuan's success later mainly depended on his own efforts, and it had nothing to do with me."
Zhu Zhanji continued to flatter him, "And the Eagle Guards back then were all dandies. After being trained by godfather for a few months, they were like reborn and showed off our military might during Emperor Gaozu's military review. Godfather was only seventeen years old at the time. He was truly a young hero."
Mu Chun was very excited after hearing this. "Everything is just a matter of treating the disease with the right medicine. If they are rogues, you should be even more rogue. If they are shameless, you should be even more shameless. If they are disobedient, you should think of various ways to torture them. Beating them will make good soldiers. But when it comes to rewarding them, don't be stingy. Give them a lot of rewards so that they know that they can eat meat and enjoy happiness if they follow you."
Zhu Zhanji took the opportunity to invite Mu Chun, "Zhu Zhanhe and I can only talk about military affairs on paper. Today, I would like to ask godfather to come out and give us guidance behind the scenes so that the young soldiers can become talents as soon as possible."
Muchun refused, "I won't get involved in the affairs of you young people. Besides, I've been dead for fifteen years."
Zhu Zhanji said, "Godfather is fifty years old this year, and his appearance is different from before. If he grows a beard, no one will recognize him. Besides, Godfather is only instructing Zhu Zhanhe and me behind the scenes, and he doesn't need to show up."
"Godfather, you are so talented that you built New Yunnan with your own hands. Even though you faked your death for fifteen years, you helped the emperor ascend the throne, ended the civil war, and conquered Jiaozhi twice to protect the border. You have never stopped using your talents. You have accomplished these major things. Training young soldiers is just a trivial matter. It will definitely not be difficult for Godfather."
Mu Chun had just recovered from a serious illness and had rested for a year. He had been bored lately. Not only did Hu Shanwei go out early and come back late, but even A Lei followed his wife in and out of the palace every day to make high-end custom watches for Emperor Yongle. He was so bored that he came to the Xiaoling Mausoleum to harass Qilin, and he felt a little itchy.
Zhu Zhanji seized the opportunity to attack, "Godfather, I really have no other choice but to shamelessly ask for help. The young army is now a joke in the capital, and many people are laughing at and pointing fingers at us behind our backs. The emperor gave me a year, and now two months have passed. The young army is in chaos like a duck pen. No one can control them except godfather."
After all, he raised her with his own hands, so Mu Chun wanted to help. After thinking for a while, he said, "It's useless for me to tell him. I have to ask my family (wife) first."
Zhu Zhanji knew that his godfather listened to Hu Shanggong, and he was very cunning, so he said, "No matter what the result is, I am grateful to my godfather. I will keep today's events a secret for my godfather for the rest of my life."
"What's the matter?" Mu Chun was puzzled.
Zhu Zhanji pointed at the half-piece of chestnut bean flour cake in Mu Chun's hand and said, "Godfather just recovered from a serious illness and forced himself to climb a tree and ride a unicorn. If Concubine Hu knew about this, she would definitely be worried about Godfather."
It was not just worry, but also scolding, not being allowed to enter the bedroom, sleeping in the study for half a month, and having to bring up old issues every time we had a quarrel.
This godson is so caring.
After returning home, Mu Chun told Zhu Zhanji about his request and asked for the opinions of his family leaders.
Hu Shanwei sat in the gauze tent in the courtyard, enjoying the cool air and eating watermelon, with Mu Chun fanning him beside him. He looked very comfortable.
Judging from Mu Chun's diligent attitude, he should be eager to deal with the notorious young soldiers. This task is interesting and challenging for him.
Hu Shanwei, the doting husband, nodded and said, "However, for safety reasons, you need to change your makeup."
Three days later, a new coach came to Youjun. He was a little thin, with a scary scar running from his left forehead to his right chin, like a black centipede on his face.
He had a black cloth patch on his left eye. One could imagine how dangerous the knife attack was; it destroyed his left eye and almost split his face in half.
When the new coach arrived, it was like a tiger entering a flock of geese. He broke up the 28,000 young soldiers into small groups, dividing them into teams of 100 people. They practiced martial arts during the day, drew lots to decide their opponents at dusk, and then went up to the ring to fight each other. The winner got to eat and sleep, while the loser had no food to eat and had to wash dishes and clean the toilet.
The rules are simple and crude, that is, the strong prey on the weak, and even illiterate people understand it. Those who can't stand it will be given travel expenses to leave, and they will never be forced to stay. There will be people from the recruitment office who will constantly add new soldiers.
There were cultural classes every day, but they didn't teach anything like "zhihuzheya". The names of the centuries were posted on the wall, and students would recite them with the centurion every morning and evening. After a month, even a donkey could recognize these words.
One year later.
In the 14th year of Yongle, Emperor Yongle reviewed the young army.
The young army had clear-cut positions, knew when to advance and retreat, and had some differences from the regular army in individual events such as horse riding, archery and fighting, but they were not obvious.
Emperor Yongle was very satisfied and ordered the young soldiers to take turns patrolling the front half of the imperial palace and begin to fulfill the responsibilities of the vanguard of the palace army.
This group of young soldiers, whose legs were still covered with mud and the smell of everyday life, stepped into the palace and were immediately stunned by the towering city walls and dazzling glazed tiles in front of them.
Their ambitions were ignited, and everyone didn't want to leave and wanted to stay here.
Mu Chun completed the task consciously and resigned to Zhu Zhanji, "They already have the military spirit. From now on, they will be trained according to the regular military methods. I don't need to continue to use drastic measures. If the Ming Dynasty has any small-scale military operations such as suppressing bandits and killing Japanese pirates, Your Highness can take them to test their edge. Soldiers who have never seen blood are not good soldiers. No matter how much they are trained, it will be useless."
Zhu Zhanji was naturally grateful, "Thank you for your advice, godfather."
Zhu Zhanhe rushed over and hugged Mu Chun, refusing to let him go, "Can you stay for another half a year? Or, a month?"
Mu Chun smiled, "Young birds need to be let go before they can fly. The rest depends on you. If I continue to help you, it will only hurt you. You are all descendants of the dragon, each with your own abilities. Don't rely too much on me."
Mu Chun got tired of training new recruits and didn't want to continue. After his mission was completed, he left the temple and hid his identity.
Muchun has finished his work, but Are's custom-made ship clock is still in progress because the client's father, Emperor Yongle, has too high requirements.
Arei looked up from a pile of drawings and felt that her eyes were about to go dazzled. She took off her glasses, rubbed her sore nose, and walked outside to clear her mind.
But Hu Shanwei was seeing off a dozen female officials, "... Thank you for taking the trouble to come here and check it out strictly. I will ask for rewards for you when I come back."
The ladies-in-waiting agreed and got on the carriage and left the palace.
Arei was curious, "Sister, where are they going?"
Hu Shanwei said, "Of course it's the princes' palaces in various places. You're busy making watches all day and don't pay attention to what's happening outside. The emperor has issued an order to select beautiful girls from various places to enter the palace."
Arei thought of the two little people snuggling together on the boat bell, "Your Majesty... is going to choose a new concubine?"
No, Emperor Yongle could be said to be pure and simple.
Hu Shanwei said, "It's not for myself, it's for others. Now the Crown Prince is sixteen years old, and he needs to choose a Crown Prince Consort. The other grandchildren are almost of marriageable age, and they all need to decide on their marriages. The rules set by Emperor Gaozu are to select the best lands and lands and to marry into the common people, so the palace sent out female officials to supervise the preliminary selections of the various princely palaces."
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