Chapter 133: Rod punishment, ten more sticks!
Zhu Houzhao was not polite to the others and directly asked the Jin Yiwei to arrest these people and put them in solitary confinement for three days. Anyway, there are many vacant rooms in the Capital University now. When the time comes, they will be sealed tightly and no lights are allowed. It will be similar to a small dark room.
Zhu Houzhao also didn't expect that the military training he had so painstakingly organized would become something only he participated in.
In the next few days, he was the only one who asked Qiu Yue to teach him riding, archery and martial arts.
On the third day, when Zhang Lun and others were released from the solitary room, Zhu Houzhao happened to be here.
And from the expressions of these people, Zhu Houzhao could tell that these people did not seem to feel good after being imprisoned.
Zhang Lun and Xue Han were both like eggplants beaten by frost, with fear in their eyes, as if they had walked around the Jinyi Guard Prison, and as if they had been severely tortured.
Qiu Yue was also surprised when he saw this. He thought to himself that these dandy boys were just imprisoned for three days, so they looked like different people.
"Train them well. These people will be the hope of the Ming Dynasty in the future. If they are not well trained, there will be no hope for the Ming Dynasty." Zhu Houzhao patted Qiu Yue on the shoulder and left the Capital University after saying that.
When Qiu Yue saw Zhu Houzhao leaving here, he thought that these noble students would return to their original appearance, but he didn't expect that all of them were dumbfounded and still stood there honestly.
Qiu Yue was very surprised and thought to himself that His Majesty's method of confinement was really miraculous, even more effective than beating and scolding. Maybe he could use this method when he returned to the border town to lead his troops in the future.
"Everyone stand still! If anyone is dishonest, he will be detained for three days! Stand still according to Zhang Lun's standards!"
Qiu Yue also became serious and shouted.
And these people really became honest at this time, standing neatly with Zhang Lun as the benchmark.
At this time, Yan Song, who was still in the solitary room, started crying in the dark room: "Your Majesty! I know my crime! I should not be diligent in training. Please let me go out!"
By the time Yan Song was released, all the freshmen at Capital University had been trained for two days. Generally speaking, there were no more troublemakers, but there were still some who were sneaky and sneaky. For example, Zhang Lun deliberately ran less during morning exercises. After walking around for a while, he was discovered by Qiu Yue. Qiu Yue only asked: "Zhang Lun, should you punish yourself for three rounds or be imprisoned for three days? Choose one!"
"Three laps of self-punishment!"
Zhang Lun gritted his teeth and had no choice but to continue running, but at the same time he cursed in his heart: "Old man, I will think of ways to deal with you later!"
What I have to admit is that these civil servants and scholars from the Capital University, and their descendants, all have poor physical endurance. When Qiu Yue only increased the training intensity, each of these people began to complain that they couldn't bear it.
Zhang Lun even secretly ran home from the dormitory of Beijing Normal University in the middle of the night, found the British father Zhang Mao and cried:
"Father, please beg His Majesty for mercy. My grandson really can't bear it! Then the Capital University is a place to study. It is clearly a place of torture. It's worse than being sent to prison! You are not allowed to eat or sleep. Oh my god. I get up and run around when it’s not bright, and sometimes I get up and march around the Royal West Garden in the middle of the night! Look, my grandson is getting darker and thinner, wow!”
The British Duke Zhang Mao loved Zhang Lun the most. After all, they were related to him only one generation apart. Now that he saw that his grandson had indeed lost a lot of weight, he felt very distressed and hurriedly entered the palace.
Not only the British Duke Zhang Mao, but also dignitaries such as Duke Dingguo, Marquis Yangwu, and Bo Chengyi also came to the palace to see Zhu Houzhao.
"Your Majesty, Zhang Lun, the grandson of the dog, has been weak since he was a child. Can you please let him not go to the Capital University? He is the one who loves me the most. I'm afraid he won't be able to bear this crime!" the British Duke Zhang Mao pleaded. "Yes! Your Majesty, these children in our family are all noble people. How can they withstand Qiu Yue's torture!" Xue Lun, Marquis of Yangwu, also wiped away his tears.
Seeing this, Zhu Houzhao couldn't help but said: "You should pamper them as much as you can! It will be your family that will be defeated in the future, and our Ming Dynasty family will be defeated! After all, they will inherit the title in the future and protect the country of Ming Dynasty! How can we allow them to degenerate?" !
Of course, if you feel sorry for them, are afraid of their suffering, and want them to withdraw, that's fine, but you have to choose another family member, and I'll make it clear in advance that in the future, I will only decree that your title will be passed on to you. I don’t want the title of the meritorious disciple who was trained to be passed on to the idiot! ”
The nobles hesitated upon hearing this, and finally brought the words back.
The British Duke Zhang Mao had no choice but to call Zhang Lun to him: "My grandson! My eldest father has told you everything His Majesty means. Think about it for yourself. If you really can't stand this pain, you will voluntarily give up inheriting the title." If you are not qualified, let your brother go to the Capital University! Because His Majesty said that the British Duke’s title cannot be inherited by idiots.”
"I, Zhang Lun, am not a fool! Father, grandson, take your leave!" Zhang Lun turned around and headed towards the Capital University.
The nobles of the Ming Dynasty are no longer what they were in the early days of the Kingdom. They rely on the hereditary title and live on the merits of their ancestors. If they really lose the qualification to inherit the title, their income and status will be seriously reduced, and it will not only affect themselves but also their own. Will affect their descendants.
Precisely because Zhu Houzhao directly linked the inheritance of the title with whether or not to enter the Capital University, these noble disciples gave up the idea of not receiving training at the Capital University. At the same time, they listened to His Majesty Zhu Houzhao saying that those who quit the Capital University were idiots and incompetent. Later, they all wanted to prove that they were not idiots, and they began to feel that if they just quit the Capital University, it would be equivalent to admitting that they were incompetent.
Zhang Lun also returned to the Capital University. However, when he returned to the Capital University, Qiu Yue was already waiting for him and asked: "Zhang Lun left school without permission and did not return for one night. According to the rules, he should be detained for three days. You can also give me twenty punishments! Which one do you choose?”
"Chase the rod!"
Zhang Lun replied.
So, the two noble sons obeyed Qiu Yue's order and pinned Zhang Lun to the ground, while Qiu Yue struck him personally. After all, only he who struck him personally could control the strength and ensure that twenty sticks would not hit Zhang Lun. Waste!
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
The sticks were beaten one after another. Although it was not the kind of stick method that beats people to death, the beatings still made Zhang Lun scream.
ah!
ah!
ah!
Zhang Lun shouted and cursed: "You surnamed Qiu! You bastard! If you dare to beat me with twenty sticks today, I will definitely beat you with two hundred sticks! Two thousand sticks!"
Soon, the twenty sticks were over, and Zhang Lun's butt blossomed.
"Ten more sticks! If you dare to scold Shangguan, there is no distinction between superior and inferior. What a shame! Other students must take this as a warning!"
Zhu Houzhao appeared at some point and issued an order directly. Seeing this, Qiu Yue continued to fight.
But this time Zhang Lun really couldn't bear it anymore. As he was being beaten, Zhang Lun started crying: "Big father, big father!".
After all, for a young man like him, this was the first time in his life that he had been beaten.
However, for this reason, Zhang Lun was not afraid of the instructor Qiu Yue, but was afraid of the emperor Zhu Houzhao. The other students were also the same. When Zhu Houzhao appeared, they were all as silent as a chill. In their view, the emperor was the greatest instructor.
From now on, there will be a minimum of three updates every day, and the author will try his best to update four, and will also save more manuscripts and add more updates, so there will be at least one chapter in a while. The time is 8 a.m., 12 noon, 6 p.m. and 8 p.m., but today is an exception, or it may be an exception this week, because it has just been released this week, and the saved manuscripts have been used up. It is also very cold in the morning, so I dare not get up too much. Code early.
(End of chapter)