In the court hall, the empress took out two bright red, rectangular, flat and fine-surfaced... bricks from the side of the golden throne, one of them flew out with a wave of her hand, and then another one flew out.
Among the Secretary of Public Security and Secretary of Military Affairs, who were battling old fists below, one of them was slapped firmly on the head by a flying brick.
Then another person was also hit on the head by a flying brick.
"Your Majesty!" Both of them stopped fighting, turned their heads and cupped their hands towards the Empress.
The Empress patted the dust on her hands, feeling very satisfied, and this thing is smooth, no matter in terms of weight or shape, it feels different when throwing it, and the accuracy rate is extremely high.
It seems that I will have to carry a few more pieces with me in the future.
Nowadays, bricks are still a rare thing in Dayao. Only glass factories, cement factories, blast furnaces and other places use bricks, and most ordinary people have never seen them.
Unlike the earth, materials can be obtained anywhere.
"The Militia Regiment is still under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War." The Empress said lightly, "But the name doesn't sound good, so change it."
After the empress came back, she went to court for the first time, and after dealing with other matters, she brought up the matter of the militia.
In fact, this matter has already started, because the war was in a hurry at that time, and the towns in the north of Dayao were basically established, and there was no action in other directions. We just waited for the empress to come back to formally arrange this matter.
Just now, the Secretary of Public Security and the Secretary of Military Affairs quarreled over which department the militia should be in charge of. However, both of them were not good at words, so they simply used old fists to vent their hatred first.
Of course, even if one person speaks sharply, this is the end result.
In addition to the two of them, Qin Chuan, Minister of the Ministry of War, and Liu Yidao, Minister of the Ministry of Punishment, were also looking directly at each other with "kill you" eyes.
If the empress doesn't stop it, after the next two secretaries have fought, it's time for the two of them to stage a martial arts show.
"Since the people are the army, why not call it the people's army!" Shi Qing thought for a while and said.
"What's the difference from the previous militia?" The empress squinted at him.
"Should we call it the reserve army?" Qin Chuan also asked.
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Facts have proved that it was a mistake for the empress to ask these ministers to think of names.
"Mansion Chief Ren, do you have any ideas?" After hearing seven or eight names in a row, the empress had no choice but to focus on Ren Baqian in the middle.
It was rare for Ren Baqian to attend a court meeting, and he saw with his own eyes the two Si Qings who were at the fourth rank, fighting there after a few words, and immediately understood why the Empress was so calm at the dinner party before.
He's just a newcomer here, he just keeps his eyes on his nose, his nose, his heart, and looks like he's wandering away.
Now that the empress called her name, Ren Baqian had no choice but to step forward and say, "Should I call the city management brigade?"
"So this militia group should be under the jurisdiction of our Public Security Department. You can tell by the name that it is a department under our Public Security Department." Bai Shiying immediately followed Ren Baqian's words and climbed up.
"Uh!" Ren Baqian saw that everyone in the military department was staring at him, probably wondering which of his flesh was more resistant to fighting.
"Should I be called Wei Jun?" Ren Baqian quickly changed his words.
This time, everyone in the Criminal Department was glaring at Ren Baqian.
"The specific name is better to be decided by your Majesty." Ren Baqian dropped a sentence and continued to watch his nose, nose, nose and heart, making up his mind that it would be better not to come to the court if there is nothing to do in the future.
In case someone punches me old one day, I have nothing to reason with.
"It's called the Guard, and it's under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War. Each town has a population ranging from 1,000 to 3,000 people depending on the size. They have three months of training each year for what to do and what to do.
Food and weapons are provided during training. "
The empress made the final decision.
After that, Ren Baqian continued to wander in the sky, and he finally came back to his senses until he said "retreat".
After lunch, he recruited two caravan managers, Tang Feng and Gu Ziheng.
"grown ups!"
In Pingle Garden, Ren Baqian was teasing the panda, knocking Licking on the ground with his belly upside down, scratching the belly near Little JJ, the angry panda opened his mouth to bite him, but he pressed his head with one hand went back.
He found that the panda didn't seem to like people scratching its belly very much. Every time he scratched there, licking and rolling would bite him, but he still enjoyed it.
"You guys are here, how are your injuries?" Ren Baqian finally let go of the lick that he had tortured for a long time and looked up with a smile.
Licking quickly rolled over, got up and left humming, his voice full of grievances.
"Thanks to my lord, the injury is mostly healed." The two replied.
"Well, the situation is chaotic now, and there are wars everywhere. You two should rest for a while. Collect some things for me by the way."
"My lord, please tell me."
Ren Baqian looked at the two of them, probably because they had more dealings with people from other countries, their speech was different from that of ordinary ancient people, they were more polite, and their voices were not so rough.
Ren Baqian went back to the room and took back a piece of paper and handed it to the two of them: "According to this, let's take 45 copies first."
On the paper are the medicinal materials that Ren Baqian needs to practice, one pair is needed for medicinal baths every week, and 45 pairs can be used for 10 months. .
The 7,000 taels of gold they brought back was 70,000 taels of silver, which was barely enough to buy 50 pairs, but Ren Baqian only asked them to accept 45 pairs.
"The two of us will do our best." After the two of them looked at it, Tang Feng folded the paper and put it in his arms carefully.
"You can divide the rest of the money. After all, His Majesty is not short of hungry soldiers. But the year and quality of the things I want must be high-grade, and there must be no mistakes."
"Thank you, sir." The two thanked each other sincerely. If Ren Baqian leaked it, it was 7000 taels of silver, which was a huge sum of money for the two of them.
Naturally, the people below will also get some points. There are also those who died outside, and some have to be sent home.
Even so, it was quite a reward for everyone.
"You don't need to collect all the things at once, but send back a batch as soon as possible, I'm still waiting for use." After finishing speaking, Ren Baqian waved his hand: "Go down."
After the two went down, Ren Baqian sat in the garden for a while, and called the guards to tell the students that school would start in three days.
As the guards searched for each house according to the address, there was chaos everywhere.
When Ren Baqian was away, they still somewhat missed going to school. After all, you can learn a lot of things that you haven't heard before.
But as soon as Ren Baqian came back, the image of him waving a gun and jumping like a thunder reappeared in everyone's minds.
Especially the damn homework, they have been playing wild in the past two months, as if they have returned to the carefree days when they were drinking and fighting, and the homework has long been thrown behind their heads.
"Did someone notify you? School starts in three days!" Several students gathered together, all with bitter expressions on their faces.
"Don't mention it! How did the time pass so quickly? It feels like I haven't played for a few days, and the ghost is back."
"Do you know who has finished their homework?"
Now the homework problem is the top priority. In three days, even if I burn the lights and fight at night every day, I can't finish it.
If they had the choice, they really wanted to borrow another five hundred days from the sky.
"Tonglan seems to have finished writing. I saw her the other day. Although I didn't say anything, it seems that she has finished writing." Someone immediately suggested.
"That little guy can't borrow us to copy, can he?"
"You have to try. There are so many of us going together, I don't believe she has the nerve to not borrow it!"
"Let's go!"
Half an hour later, with a few screams, little Luoli Tonglan patted her palm and told the scary person: "Throw out these piles of rubbish."
Then go back to the room and continue to grit your teeth and do your homework.
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The students of Zizhu Academy began to rack their brains following the start date that Ren Baqian had notified.
There were a few people who wrote homework separately and copied each other, some borrowed homework and were beaten up by the furious little Luoli, some gave up on themselves and left suicide notes, and some pretended not to finish their homework after finishing their homework, and They groaned and sighed together, secretly enjoying watching them fly around there.