Chapter 132 Confinement
Qiu Yue also didn't expect that his Majesty the Emperor, Zhu Houzhao, would tell him that he was coming to Beijing to train a group of Jinshi, civil servants and nobles. This gave him a headache.
Because in this era, the civil servants and civil servants were noble, and he could not afford to offend these scholars and civil servants, not to mention those noble children, they were all nobles, and the family power behind each one was frightening.
Even the emperor Zhu Houzhao himself had to participate in the training.
"Your Majesty, I dare to ask you how you want to train me. It seems that I can't afford to offend these people!"
Qiu Yue looked at Zhu Houzhao, who was dressed in military uniform, and pointed at a group of scholars, civil servants and nobles behind Zhu Houzhao, and asked with a bitter look on his face.
"Except for the fact that I have time to participate in the training based on my mood and time, these people are trained according to the recruits in your camp. They will be beaten when they should be beaten and punished when they should be punished. If you really dare not take action, tell me and I will do it for you. You decide!”
Zhu Houzhao patted Qiu Yue on the shoulder as he spoke: "Let's start!"
Qiu Yue nodded. As a side general, he naturally had experience in training soldiers. He immediately walked to the grounds of the Capital University and saw the civil servants and noble disciples sitting on the ground chatting like they were having a poetry party. He shouted loudly Roar: "Stand still!"
Zhang Lun, the grandson of the British Duke Zhang Mao, was reluctant to come here, so he habitually scolded loudly: "You surnamed Qiu! What are you shouting about! Believe it or not, I asked the Ministry of War to dismiss you from your post!"
"Young Master, please calm down. There is nothing we can do about it. His Majesty asked me to train you, and he also treats you as new recruits. Since I want to train you, I naturally want you to stand still first!"
Qiu Yue persuaded him with good words. Although he had received Zhu Houzhao's holy will, he still did not dare to directly train these people as real recruits.
"I just don't stand still! What do you want?" Zhang Lun said disdainfully as he crossed his hands to show off his authority.
"That's right, we just don't stand properly, what else can you do to us?" Xue Han, the son of Marquis Yangwu, also followed suit.
Qiu Yue was a little helpless for a moment. He thought that if he was training new recruits in a border town, such people would lose their skin even if they didn't die.
Zhu Houzhao came over at this time and asked coldly: "Who are you two? Tell me your names!"
When Zhang Lun and Xue Han saw Emperor Zhu Houzhao approaching, they were so frightened that their expressions changed: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I am reporting back to Your Majesty! I am Zhang Lun, the grandson of the British Duke, and I am Xue Han, the son of Marquis Yang Wu!"
"Come here! Put these two people in a solitary room! Lock them up for three days first!"
Zhu Houzhao said to Qiu Yue: "Didn't they ask you what you can do to them? From now on, you will lock them up! You decide how many days to lock them up. Since these people are all golden nobles, you Qiu Yue I don’t dare to fight, but I dare to shut it down.”
"I obey the decree!"
Qiu Yue responded hurriedly, shaking his head secretly in his heart and cursing: "It can be seen that His Majesty himself does not dare to be cruel to these noble sons. In this case, these noble men cannot be trained into good soldiers at all!"
Zhang Lun and Xue Han did not resist or beg for mercy. They were taken to the solitary room by the Jin Yiwei. Before leaving, they sneered provocatively at Qiu Yue. Qiu Yue was very angry when he saw this, but he was helpless. .
Because of this, Qiu Yue really doesn't want to train these golden nobles anymore.
On the contrary, Zhu Houzhao was more calm and said with a smile: "Qiu Yue, let's get started, don't waste time!"
"Yes!"
Qiu Yue began to train these Jinshi civil servants and noble disciples, starting from the basics of how to stand and walk. Because Zhu Houzhao was here, these people were very well-behaved, and they could do whatever Qiu Yue asked them to do. However, as soon as Zhu Houzhao left, Zhang Cong squatted on the ground, holding his stomach and said: "General Qiu, the student suddenly has a stomachache. I'll go to the toilet first!"
"Go!"
Qiu Yue didn't dare to do anything to Zhang Cong. After all, Zhang Cong was a Jinshi and was now considered to be someone close to the emperor.
But what Qiu Yue didn't expect was that after half an hour, Zhang Cong still didn't come back.
At this time, Xia Yan had an idea when he saw this, and suddenly he pretended to bump into an honorable disciple, then fell to the ground, clutching his knees and started to ouch: "Ouch! The young marquis of the Liu family bumped into a student! The student was hit so painfully. ! General Qiu, please take a leave and come back for training tomorrow!”
After saying that, Xia Yan ran away first and snickered.
Liu Sizhong, the Marquis of Anyuan, thought that this scholar was full of clever ideas, so he imitated him. He suddenly covered his head and screamed: "I suddenly have a severe headache! General Qiu, please let me go home and rest first!"
So Liu Sizhong also ran away.
Next, these people all started complaining of stomachaches or headaches, and then they all ran away.
Only Yan Song was here alone in the end. Seeing that Qiu Yue was quite embarrassed, he took the initiative to smile and said: "General Qiu, don't be angry. These people are like this. They are not really evil, but they are very clever." , that is, they cannot be used on the right path. Your Majesty wants to turn them into useful talents, but they themselves are not living up to expectations. Now there is only one person named Yan here. Why not go to Yan’s place to sit and have a drink in the cold weather? Hot tea is also good.”
"No! Your Majesty said that my mission is to train you. Even if you are the only one, you have to train! Yan Song, right? Stand up immediately!"
Qiu Yue rejected Yan Song and kept a straight face, thinking that Yan Song would also find a reason to take leave.
"Ouch!" Yan Song knew that Zhu Houzhao valued Qiu Yue very much, so he thought of getting close to Qiu Yue, but he didn't expect that Qiu Yue was a very old-fashioned person, so he had to follow the gourd's example and hold his stomach.
"Does Yan Siye have a stomachache too?" At this time, Zhu Houzhao came back, made a silent gesture toward Qiu Yue, and asked coldly, imitating Qiu Yue's voice.
Yan Song nodded: "Forgive me, General Qiu! The wind here can easily hurt your stomach. Yan will leave first. Come and have tea when you have time! There is a good Yuqian Longjing at Yan's place!"
"Stop!"
Zhu Houzhao suddenly shouted loudly.
Only then did Yan Song realize that it was Zhu Houzhao's voice. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground on the spot, crying: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! I, I am just, just."
"Do you just want to be put in solitary confinement?" Zhu Houzhao asked.
Yan Song thought that being in solitary confinement was nothing. He was just staying in a small dark room for a while. If he lied about being sick at this time, he would definitely not be able to hide it from His Majesty the Emperor. It would be better to admit directly that he wanted to be put into solitary confinement. He smiled and said: "Your Majesty. , I just want to experience it!”
"Okay, come here, take Yan Song into custody. He is the admiral for training new recruits. He will be detained for two more days, but he will be detained for five days directly!"
Zhu Houzhao ordered with a cold face.
Yan Song was granted amnesty. Looking at Zhu Houzhao's face, he thought he was going to be severely punished. Now when he heard that he would only be detained for two more days, he even didn't believe it. He thought this was not an illusion. When did His Majesty become so kind? I'm even ready to kowtow and beg for mercy!
(End of chapter)