Royal Gold Medal County Magistrate

Fang Zheng bowed slightly, "It's an honor to receive guidance from His Majesty!"

After speaking, he turned to the crowd and shouted, "His Majesty is here! Everyone, shape up!"

Zhao Lie's expression changed, and he roared, "Attention! Eyes right! Dress!"

With a series of 'shuā shuā shuā' sounds, the ranks began to align automatically, the already neat formation becoming even more straight and orderly!

"Count off!"

"One! Two! Three! ..."

The Jing Emperor watched the scene before him with a hint of surprise, then chuckled, "This... it's the first time I've seen such a method of training soldiers. However, it looks very organized and disciplined."

"Fang Qing, your training is quite methodical. It seems you've been practicing for quite some time."

Fang Zheng smiled faintly.

Privately training soldiers was against the law, but there was no point in hiding it from the Jing Emperor today. He was already prepared.

A small loophole was nothing!

The Jing Emperor and a group of veteran officials were still watching intently.

Fang Zheng quietly approached Li Yuanzhao and whispered, "Your Highness, why are you here too?"

"Oh, I haven't seen you in a while, so I came to see what you're up to. Tsk tsk tsk, I've discovered you have a knack for this. Their formations are so neat. I dare say even the Imperial Guards can't reach this level." Li Yuanzhao stared at the ranks, his eyes unblinking. He had always been particularly interested in these things. "However, in my opinion, there are still some shortcomings. Warfare isn't a performance. You're wasting too much effort making the formations so neat."

Fang Zheng inwardly scoffed.

What do you know! This is the culmination of thousands of years of experience. This is what military discipline is, what a victorious army should be.

Seeing that Li Yuanzhao's attention remained fixed on the drill ground, Fang Zheng moved to Zhang Biao's side and asked in a low voice, "Why are you so late? How did you end up with His Majesty?"

"Oh, I ran into His Majesty at the gate. Xiao Chun was injured lifting a barbell today, so I sent her to the medical hall. Xiao Tao is taking care of her."

Fang Zheng's eyes widened, and he slowly turned to Zhang Biao, "You let a pregnant woman lift dumbbells, and now you've started her on barbells? How is Sister Chun now?"

"She's fine. She said she could still train," Zhang Biao said casually. "She couldn't even handle forty pounds. She's too weak."

"Act like a human being! If you ever let Sister Chun train her muscles again, you're out of Peach Blossom County!" Fang Zheng scolded in a low voice.

The drill continued in front, Zhao Lie shouting each command at the top of his lungs.

Today, the Emperor was inspecting. He absolutely couldn't embarrass his lord!

"Forward, march! One, two, one! One, two, three, four..."

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

The ranks ran neatly across the drill ground, a group of old men covering their mouths and snickering.

The formations were indeed very impressive, but why did the slogans sound so comical?

However, the Jing Emperor's expression had become increasingly serious. From his professional perspective, this troop was extraordinary.

From their physique to their discipline, they had reached an extremely high level, worthy of being called the elite of the elite!

"Study diligently! Train hard! Cultivate both literary and martial skills! Temper yourselves into steel!" The shouts roared to the heavens.

"Unite and help each other! Be self-disciplined and strive for strength! With one heart and mind, revitalize our Great Jing!"

Without a doubt, Fang Zheng had brought the whole set of military training exercises over.

As soon as these slogans were shouted, the veteran officials stopped laughing and looked at Fang Zheng with strange expressions.

Wasn't Peach Blossom County training a regular army? Where did a small county magistrate get the authority to create such an elite force?

Before the Jing Emperor could ask, seeing the strange looks on the faces of the crowd, Fang Zheng spoke first, "Your Majesty, I am guilty!"

Although he was training soldiers, the Jing Emperor didn't take the mere two hundred men to heart.

He was used to Fang Zheng not following the rules.

"Oh? Fang Qing, then explain to me, how are you guilty?"

"I originally had no authority to command troops, yet I secretly trained soldiers. I beg Your Majesty to punish me!" Fang Zheng said respectfully.

"Then why did you secretly train soldiers?" The Jing Emperor asked calmly.

"These two hundred men were trained by me during the war between the Qian and Jing nations. I was worried about the war situation and wanted to serve the country, so I trained two hundred men at any cost to prepare to go to the battlefield!"

"But at that time, how could I have known that Your Majesty's use of troops was like a god? Before I could even go, Your Majesty had already defeated the enemy country. Later, I privately disbanded these people. Now that Your Majesty has established the Embroidered Uniform Guard, I have recalled them."

"That's the whole story."

The Jing Emperor suddenly understood, "So that's how it is. Fang Qing actually had this intention. I really didn't expect it."

No one would suspect Fang Zheng of rebelling.

With the terrain of Peach Blossom County, only a pig-brained person would rebel. Once the surrounding resources were cut off, it would become a besieged city.

There was no need to fight; they would be trapped to death inside.

Moreover, what great things could two hundred people do? A volley of archers would leave few standing.

Immediately afterward, Fang Zheng shouted loudly to the crowd, "Take off your clothes!"

Zhao Lie also followed suit, shouting, "Attention! Take off your clothes!"

Two hundred men took off their upper garments in unison. After running a few laps, they were already slightly sweaty. Under the sunlight, their bodies, full of bulging muscles, were emitting a faint glow.

Although many were potbellied, their abdominal muscles could still be seen bulging slightly through the fat, showing the strength of their foundation.

The Jing Emperor was greatly surprised, "They are all so strong! Why take off their clothes?"

Fang Zheng smiled slightly and shouted, "Turn around!"

"Hou!" "Ha!"

Two hundred men struck a bodybuilding pose in unison, showing off the powerful back muscles.

And the four large characters tattooed on everyone's back.

【Serve the Country Loyally】

This standard procedure was often practiced during those years of war, and now it finally came in handy.

The people beside the Jing Emperor were all staring blankly, their minds in a daze.

The tattoos on the backs of these people were obviously not newly done, which meant that everything Fang Zheng said was true?

The veteran officials of the Grand Secretariat looked at Fang Zheng with strange expressions.

They were all secretly clicking their tongues in their hearts.

Damn it! The Emperor suddenly inspected the drill, and this could still be used to flatter him? Wasn't this rehearsed!

Fang Zheng had become a spirit!?

Even the people in the Embroidered Uniform Guard secretly sized up Fang Zheng with shocked eyes.

It seemed... that this Commander Fang was becoming more and more different from what they had imagined!

Taking advantage of this gap, Fang Zheng quickly clasped his fist and said loudly, "I was eager to save the country back then! However, secretly training soldiers is a great crime. I cannot escape the blame. I beg Your Majesty to punish me!"

If there was a buff, he couldn't be the only one using it; the people below had to use it as well.

Fang Zheng was afraid of fighting. If these four large characters were revealed on the battlefield, even the opponent would have to respect you.!

If his own people were really in trouble, it could greatly increase the probability of getting a quick death.

Li Yuanzhao's chin was about to fall to the ground, saliva dripping from his mouth.

He imagined where he could conquer if he had such an elite force under his command.

When the Jing Emperor came back to his senses, his lips were trembling slightly, and his expression was filled with excitement. He muttered, "Serve the Country Loyally... Good! Good! Truly pillars of the nation."

"They have not yet been tested in battle and cannot bear Your Majesty's praise," Fang Zheng said modestly.

The Jing Emperor laughed loudly and patted Fang Zheng's shoulder vigorously, "They can bear it! How can they not bear it? If I say they can bear it, then they can bear it!"

"Fang Qing, you have once again exceeded my expectations! A heart dedicated to protecting the country is truly heroic!"

Fang Zheng smiled shyly, "Actually, I also got a tattoo..."

"What, you also got a tattoo?" The Jing Emperor asked in surprise.

Tattoos had never been recognized by mainstream values in the Great Jing. Apart from tribes or criminals, almost no one was willing to get a tattoo voluntarily.

If a civil official voluntarily got something tattooed, it must be after making a great determination and making a grand vow.

After all, the body, hair, and skin are received from one's parents.

Fang Zheng silently lifted the clothes on his shoulder, revealing four small characters behind his shoulder.

The Jing Emperor was speechless, "Why are your characters so small?"

"Cough, I was afraid of pain...."

The Jing Emperor laughed loudly and patted Fang Zheng's shoulder twice again, "Alright, alright! I understand. Fang Qing has a loyal and patriotic heart, which makes many people ashamed. How can I bear to punish you? I should reward you!"

"Let them continue to drill!"

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