The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

In the town state house.

Fang Jifan summoned his disciples.

He fondly touched Zhu Zaimo's head.

This child who is nearly ten years old, after a long period of practice, his skin is wheaten, his eyes are divine, and the whole person has an outstanding temperament.

His body is fairly strong, plus these children have the most adequate nutrition, so that their size is not short.

You should know that in this era, the height of ordinary people is not high. In this period, the average height of ordinary people is only one meter and five meters.

But Daming is not much better. The so-called three-inch Ding in later generations is very common in this era. A man with a height of 1.5 meters is normal.

No matter how short and thin, they are common.

This is because of 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 a little over a meter and six. In their generation, it was actually qualified, but to Fang Jifan himself, a little over a meter and a few meters, but already a little short.

Zhu Zaimo and these people are different. They are usually big fish and meat, and their stomachs are rich in oil and water. Naturally, they are not comparable to ordinary people. This is the biggest difference between nobles and ordinary people.

Zhu Zaimo is now about one meter and four meters tall and placed in later generations, which is the most common child of about ten years old, but here ... almost two years later, it is necessary to herald his full grown up, almost should be It's time to marry a wife.

Thinking of marrying his wife, Fang Jifan looked at Zhu Zaimo with envy.

Life is like a siege. Those who do not want to marry a wife want to marry a wife, and those who marry a daughter-in-law ... well ... they want another fight.

"Carry ink, do a good job, this is to sharpen you for being a teacher. You have learned so many skills, and now your majesty orders me to be a commander. You are all my disciples and my children. You, how to practice, there will be a statute for the division, you follow the statute, but ... this soldier is not a piece of wood, they are people of flesh and blood, if they completely follow the statute, they will be too old to eat, you I myself have to work out good plans in the process. "

"Teaching you for so many years of teaching for the teacher should make you stand alone, do it well, do it well, be a teacher and be honorable."

The children's eyes brightened.

It is indeed a joy for them to be able to visit Fang Jifan.

Fang Jifan has formulated countless courses for them. Most of these courses are entertaining and fun, and they have not desperately filled them with four books and five classics.

At the beginning, the officials were assisted by them to govern Xishan County. After that, they taught them bow horses, invited the old soldiers, and invited two brothers Wang Shouren and Tang Yin to explain the way of generals.

And now ... actually give them such a heavy responsibility.

You know, His Majesty gave the Master a command to let him be the commander. It must be because His Majesty had high hopes for the Master. This was when the Master was in front of the Majesty, showing his fists, but the Master ... The opportunity was given to a group of children.

Can a group of children succeed?

If it fails, His Majesty is only afraid to blame his teacher for treating the military affairs as a joke.

One thought so far.

Zhu Zaimo's eyes turned red.

He rarely moved.

Now, she is almost crying.

This is the teacher.

His father is not as good as his teacher.

Zhu Zaimo solemnly paid his respects: "Students, do not teach teachers to be disappointed."

Other children fell down one after another, Fang Zhengqing, Xu Pengju ... This familiar face, on this face, still has a baby, now ... many people cried their noses.

Fang Jifan slapped his short jaws carefully, smiling, and Yan Yue said: "Don't do this, teachers and students, like father and son, in the heart of the teacher, you are my big hope, not like your brothers At a glance, all of them were sad, and the most painful thing for the teacher was you. Come and come, the children will all get up, study the charter prepared for the teacher first, study it, and then reenter Go to the camp. This campsite is already set up. It is in Houshan. You need it. Even if you come to find a teacher, you can also talk to the teacher. "

Fang Jifan said, carrying his hands, waving his hands: "Go."

The children still had red eyes and refused to disperse.

Zhu Zaimo's heart was filled with emotion.

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

Boys and gentlemen, it is always easy to be self-righteous and sentimental.

So now ... there was a warm current in his heart, which was flowing all over his body.

"go Go!"

Zhu Zaimo bowed down before he got up and took the children and went.

What a group of good children.

Fang Jifan couldn't help moving.

Now, it is time for the little tigers to go out.

Huh, slamming the **** lack of Germany.

…………

Even if it was the sign of Emperor Sun, the recruitment of Zhengdewei, the sentence was still not smooth.

His Royal Highness is still very prestigious. I wanted to be shocked and deserted.

Following His Royal Highness, there is a future.

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

Although we do n’t know what the **** is going on, obviously, son is not as good as dad.

And the emperor's grandson was young.

So, only the one who was selected by the lack of German guards just came to Zheng Dewei again.

Wang Jinyuan's complexion ... was terrible.

When did the young master become a cold picker?

just……

He sighed in his heart, but he was helpless.

...

Three hundred people were recruited.

Although the number is not large.

But everything needs to come slowly.

Soon, these people were sent to Houshan.

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

At this time, Huo Bian has not yet been widely popularized, and its lethality is not high, so ... it is not included in the plan to set up the Shenji Battalion for the time being.

Training is nothing more than a spirit.

just……

Two days later, these soldiers who gradually adapted in the camp heard drums like thunder, and when they arrived at the schoolyard, they found that a group of young people who were shorter than them, all riding high-headed horses, all alive. Entered the camp.

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

The soldiers began to talk one after another, whispering.

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

"..."

Zhu Zaimo continued: "Now my teacher is entrusted with orders, and I am entrusted with the orders of the teachers. From today on, I will be the commander of Zheng Dewei ..."

With that said, he untied a square seal from his waist and lifted it up: "This is the seal of the same comrade, there is this seal, but you can wait for life and death. Qingqianhu, you come to read the military order. "

"Yes."

Fang Zhengqing was not at all ambiguous, took the document, and ordered: "Dare to violate the military order, kill!"

"Dare to escape, escape!"

"Dare to rob the people, kill!"

...

Nine kills were read out in a row.

Only then did the soldiers feel a chill in their hearts.

Although they feel that these children are not reliable, but ...

Next, Fang Zhengqing read again: "Dare to disrespect Shangguan, whip twenty!"

"Those who dare to waste military food, whip twenty!"

"Dare to leave the camp, whip twenty!"

…………

The military order read out one by one.

The soldiers still looked at the children strangely.

Acting ... really like this.

Could it be ... recruit us to play with these children?

But at this moment, there was a sudden thud ... A weird voice interrupted Fang Zhengqing's words.

The crowd looked towards the sound source.

But he saw Xu Peng raised his face in shame and lowered his head.

"Who is farting!" Zhu Zaimo and Fang Zhengqing glanced at each other, seeming to have a mutual understanding.

With Zhu Zaimo shouted loudly.

Xu Peng said shamelessly: "I ... I ... not ... not me ..."

Zhu Zaimo gritted his teeth: "Okay, how dare you lie to the same comrades, Xu Pengju, you are a thousand-house official appointed by the mentor, dare to violate the military order first, fart first, disrespect behind, follow the military order, how?"

Fang Zhengqing shouted: "I disrespect Shangguan, whip thirty!"

"Take it."

Xu Peng gave a pair ... I knew you would do that.

No wonder ... let yourself be a thousand households.

He looked miserable, just about to yell.

Fang Zhengqing has taken the lead and dragged him down to Malay, and other children have rushed forward like a wolf.

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

When the soldiers saw it, they were full of surprise ... Are they really fighting? Was it really not a joke?

This person ... is a thousand household official?

Xu Peng cried: "Why hit me every time, woo woo ..."

Zhu Zaimo raised the whip and said, "Take the first offense, whip ten times first, and then twenty, write down."

He shouted and shouted again: "Xu Qianhu, don't think you are the grandson of Wei Guogong, and you were spared by your common knowledge and entered the camp. No matter who you are, you are a member of the camp and have merit Rewards, punishment if there is, this is the rule in the camp, today you fart first, it ’s okay, but you do n’t recognize it, this is disrespect, hitting you today, you have first. "

Saying ... whip down ...

Snapped……

Xu Peng suddenly wailed and yelled tragically.

The soldiers saw Zhu Zaimo's ruthlessness ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Xu Peng's howling was very powerful.

But their minds were ignorant.

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

The grandchildren of Wei Guogong ... all fight ...

"Snapped……"

Another whip.

This whiplash was extremely deterrent, and the noise was very loud. Coupled with Xu Pengju's wailing, it suddenly made people feel very excited.

The soldiers couldn't help but held their breath, but they couldn't make a sound, and no one dared to make trouble.

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Thanks to the new leader for his greasy night reward of 100,000 starting coins. Well, the plot is sorted out during the day, and now it starts ... Add more, and it will be violent. Before going to bed today, write four more exercises to practice, six tomorrow, eh ...... That's it, everyone counts, and the first one is sent.

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