Emperor Chongzhen of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 94 Humiliating Sven
In this way, Gu Yanwu became the pacesetter of the scholar battalion.

Liu Fangliang asked him to standardize almost every movement in the manual.

The scholars who finished the lap also knew what military orders are strict, and they also know what it feels like to lose face, especially when they are ridiculed by the strong man camp, they have a strong self-esteem, but they also behave themselves.

Therefore, next, when Liu Fangliang trained these scholars according to the requirements in the manual, they were all obedient.

Can also hold on.

"Wang Fuzhi!"

At this time, the rest bell rang.

Liu Fangliang called Wang Fuzhi to him again.

"To!"

Wang Fuzhi straightened his bony chest and saluted a standard military salute.

"Nian Nian, what do you need to train next?" After speaking, Liu Fangliang handed the manual to Wang Fuzhi, and pointed to Gu Yanwu: "Get out!"

"Yes!"

This time Gu Yanwu appeared in front of Liu Fangliang in a rather obedient way, shouting one, two one, and then suddenly stood still in front of Liu Fangliang, the sound of heel bumping was very crisp, without muddling.

"There are no separate actions below. According to the requirements, the following is singing time. Your Majesty requested to sing a morale-boosting song."

After Wang Fuzhi answered, Liu Fangliang couldn't help being in trouble: "Your Majesty, what is this for? This is a military camp and not a teaching workshop. Are you singing for fun?"

"Your Majesty said above that it is to enhance the collective sense of honor, relax the mind, and improve morale. In the future, the battalions will fight songs."

When Wang Fuzhi said this, Liu Fangliang couldn't say anything more, so he hurriedly asked: "Well, aren't you all well-educated people, and you don't miss a song or something at ordinary times. Tell me, what do you want to sing?"

The scholars couldn't help but look at each other in blank dismay. What they usually sang were all rich lyrics and melodies, so it was naturally not suitable for this kind of occasion.

However, at this time, under the leadership of Zhou Yuji, the camp of heroes not far away has already sang "Qin Feng Wuyi"

Qi said without clothes?Go with the child.Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Have hatred with the son!
Qi said without clothes?Tongze with the child.Master Wang Yuxing, repair my spear.Work with the son!
Qi said without clothes?Same clothes with the child.Division Wang Yuxing, repair my armor.Go with the son!
The majestic male voice and the afterglow of the sunset make people excited, especially in this vast and boundless school field, where the sense of war looms.

Liu Fangliang couldn't help being dumbfounded: "What are they singing?"

"It is Qin Feng in the Book of Songs. According to "Zuo Zhuan", the army of Wu State captured Yingdu, the capital of Chu State. He couldn't drink it with a spoon, so on the seventh day, Duke Ai of Qin wrote "No Clothes" for him.

Before Wang Fuzhi finished speaking, Liu Fangliang interrupted Wang Fuzhi's words: "Okay, I didn't ask you to endorse here. Sing, right? To boost morale, I'll teach you Xintianyou. The voice is no weaker than theirs. The songs of ordinary people are the best!" It is to boost morale, and it is most effective to sing a few lines when you are tired of planting crops. After listening to it, I will sing a line first, and you will sing along."

The scholars reluctantly sat down cross-legged after listening to this instruction, and also reluctantly sang Xintianyou with Liu Fangliang.

From their point of view, they really want to sing Qin Feng like the Yingshi Ying. After all, what scholars these days admire most is the ancient times, especially the pre-Qin era.

Zhu Youjian, who was standing in the distance, couldn't help smiling when he saw this, and asked Chen Yuanyuan beside him, "Can you sing?"

"Return to Your Majesty, the servants will!"

Chen Yuanyuan smiled slightly.

"Okay, I'll call you a few songs later, you can practice, take some time to let Liu Fangliang listen to another version of Xintianyou."

As he said that, Zhu Youjian ordered again: "Tell Li Banghua and others that tonight's class doesn't have to be too long. The recruits' first day of training exhausts their physical energy too much. Let them rest for a while."

"Your Majesty is so sympathetic to you that I am very impressed," Ma Shiying hastily flattered.

Here, the barracks has already entered dinner time.

Zhu Youjian ordered the General Logistics Department to give soldiers dinners that must contain meat and must be kept full.

Therefore, this is simply a gluttonous feast for the recruits of the Warriors Battalion, and everyone eats happily.

But most of the scholars came from rich and noble families, and they were used to rich clothes and fine food. When they saw fat meat, they couldn't help feeling greasy, and they were not used to eating this kind of big pot meal.

Mao Jukui, a talented scholar, even hurriedly shouted: "How can people eat this? My third-class servants eat better than this!"

"Xiaodie, hurry up and tell the kitchen to make a serving of steamed sea bass." Xia Wanchun, who is only 14 years old, has become a young master habitually, but after speaking, he realizes that he is in the military camp, and his close maid, Xiaodie did not come.

"Grandma's, eat it quickly! It would be nice to have meat. Do you know how many people in the north are eating tree bark and soil? Everyone still hates it. I didn't eat this well when I was in the Chuangjun when I was a general in the right battalion. When His Majesty moved to the south, it was nothing more than one dish and one soup, and everyone still regarded themselves as the young master."

After Liu Fangliang said this, everyone had to eat honestly, because they were already very hungry after a day of training, and most of them even ate more.

Only one Wang Fuzhi was picky about eating, so Liu Fangliang simply ordered people to feed Wang Fuzhi directly with fat: "The one is as thin as a bamboo pole, and he doesn't eat meat. In the future, in wars, he will not even run as fast as others."

Wang Fuzhi, who was stuffed with a bowl of fat meat, couldn't help but beat his hands and feet after dinner: "It's an insult to the gentleman, it's an insult to the gentleman!"

When the dinner was over, the recruits began to attend evening classes.

Because most of the soldiers in the camp were still illiterate, they could only take literacy classes first. The 6000 people were divided into ten classes for every 100 people.

The teachers in the class are all young students or scholars recruited from all over the world, and basically have the experience of elementary school.

The scholar camp is divided into five classes, with Li Banghua, Li Mingrui, Ma Shiying, Zhou Yuji, and Lu Zhenfei taking classes such as the military overview of the Ming Dynasty.

Liu Zhaoji, as the highest official in the camp of strong men, was naturally unconvinced and had to accept a group of sour scholars to teach him how to read, and he also began to complain, asking why Zhou Yuji taught the scholars to be taught by either the elders or the ministers, and why he gave himself the camp of strong men? Classes are only for rural scholars.

"Most of you don't know how to read. Take the military class first. Can you understand? Don't worry. These classes are fixed. You will hear them when the time comes. No matter how good those scholars are, what's the use of them? It’s not just about peeing your pants on the battlefield.”

When Zhou Yuji said this, Liu Fangliang immediately became unhappy, and hurriedly defended his shortcomings: "The surname Zhou, who are you talking about peeing pants, my soldiers have never been cowards!"

"There is no coward, so why are you surrendering?" Zhou Yuji said.

Liu Fangliang was so angry that she came over to fight Zhou Yuji directly.

Zhou Yuji was not convinced either.

The two fought directly, both of them were excellent fists and kicks accumulated on the battlefield, and their shots were fierce but also as fast as the wind.

The scholars and the strong and brave were all busy shouting after seeing it.

At this moment, the scholars also began to cheer for their leader Liu Fangliang: "Uncle Jianning! Uncle Jianning!"

And the warrior battalion here will also encourage Zhou Yuji: "Uncle Ning Wu, Uncle Ning Wu!"

(End of this chapter)