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In Li Dingguo's view, the recruits of these two noble children are only those old soldiers who came to be uncles. At the moment when the noble and the martial arts are lowly, which family can't get a travelogue general? Those who are unlucky enough to be pulled over as small soldiers are afraid that they are all unsuccessful and have a bad temperament. At this moment, being reprimanded by a veteran with a rough face and a rough scar on his neck and face, you can't be mad?

It's just that to Li Dingguo's surprise, Luo Yifan didn't say a word, and quickly gave Liu Yunsheng a look, and asked Liu Yunsheng to sit inside, and he sat in Liu Yunsheng's original position.

"Actually succumbed? Seemingly...... It's not the waste in the family that can't be written and ...... martial arts," Li Dingguo was a little in a trance.

He was not surprised that the son of a wealthy merchant joined the army, and there were too many sons of wealthy businessmen who wanted to seize a force in this troubled world.

But today, when the nobility and martial arts are the traditional mainstream values, the best children still pin their hopes on the imperial examination.

When the family began to have excellent children to join the army, it meant that the atmosphere changed.

What kind of earth-shattering change such a change is, Li Dingguo couldn't understand it anymore.

If the outstanding sons of the Ming Dynasty are all in the army, where is there any room for him Li Dingguo to breathe?

And for now...... All of this seems to have changed because of the person I was talking to.

Liu Yunsheng and Luo Yifan sat down, and their eyes fell on the man standing between the two.

"Dare to ask Gao's name?" The two asked in unison.

was asked like this by the two of them. Li Dingguo suddenly felt a little lost in his chest, and he was slightly proud.

What is lost, of course, is the strength of the enemy. And the pride is ......

It reeks of the rebirth of this ancient empire.

The family has always been realistic and shrewd, when the first-class children of the family are willing to suffer and enter the bottom. That means that the system is no longer a garbage heap for the last scum, but a vigorous newborn!

And after all, he is of the same language and race as these people, and is the same people, not those who plundered half of the Chinese Tartars.

Just when Li Dingguo decided to report his name, it was the non-commissioned officer of the management team who reprimanded: "Silence! The opening ceremony of the Daming Army School is about to begin! ”

Liu Yunsheng and Luo Yifan smiled helplessly, glanced at the man sitting upright between the two, and temporarily put away the friendship heart.

At this moment, the ceremony is about to be held, and the three of them can only sit in unison and look at the prince of the Ming Dynasty on the rostrum.

Zhu Cihong didn't talk nonsense and looked around at everyone. "Today I stand here to say something for the first batch of teachers and students of our glorious Ming Imperial Army School and the training officers of the Royal Guards Legion. I, Zhu Cihong, don't plan to say anything official, and I also believe that these six hundred sons, as a member of the Royal Guards Corps, as a new and outstanding member of my group, can see whether I am sincere or hypocritical. So, I plan to talk about what kind of students I want to cultivate when I open the Daming Army School, and what I hope our students will understand, adhere to, and pursue. ”

"That's the question. I've been thinking about it since I entered the household. Think about how our generation, as the young people of the Ming Dynasty, should face the current world with a heart. Finally, when I faced the decisive battle with the Manchu Tatars in Zhangqiu, I had some enlightenment. ”

"When the war began. Or, when I decided to start this war, there was a question that haunted me. Today. When I ask this question, I'm sure many people will face this problem in the future. At that time, why didn't I, Zhu Cihong, retreat when facing the iron hooves of the Qing army? ”

Although the option of retreating has become the mainstream of the current generals. They have all lost the faith and will to fight. More often than not, surrender is chosen. ”

"Although many people have lost hope in the Ming Dynasty in the face of the attack of the bandits, they have turned to seek a job in the new dynasty."

"Although, more people are trying to break with the empire and change their status from being courtiers of the empire to being unscrupulous."

"And I, Ming Zhu Cihong, will never surrender or retreat! This is not just because I am the crown prince and the prince of the Ming Dynasty. Zhu Cihong looked around at everyone: "These have never been the main reasons, students, please tell me, you want to know why I didn't choose to retreat?" ”

"Yes!" Li Dingguo didn't care, he roared angrily.

Six hundred teachers and students shouted: "Yes! ”

Zhu Cihong closed his eyes, as if remembering the scene when he faced the Qing army in Zhangqiu: "That's right, I Zhangqiu also thought about it when facing the iron hooves of the Qing army, and I remembered the autumn of three hundred and sixty-four years ago, in a dungeon in Beijing, that is, in the autumn of the second year of Xiangxing of the Yuan Dynasty. ”

"It was in a small mud hut. The earthen house is eight feet wide and about four fats deep. There was a single door that was low and small, and a white wooden window that was short and narrow, and the place was dirty and low, wet and dark. In this summer, all kinds of smells converge: rain flows in from all sides, and even floats up the bed, and the house is full of moisture; The sludge in the house stenched because it rarely shone in the sun, and the house was rustic; Suddenly, the weather was sunny and hot, and the air ducts everywhere were blocked, and the house was full of sunshine; Someone burned wood under the eaves to cook, fueling the raging heat, and the house was full of fire; There was a lot of rotten grain stored in the warehouse, and the musty smell was overwhelming, and the house was full of moldy rice gas; There are many people locked up here, crowded and messy, and there is a smell of bloody sweat everywhere, and the house is full of people at this time; It was feces, it was rotting corpses, it was dead rats, and all kinds of stench came out together, and the house was full of filth. Taken together, so many smells became a plague, and few people were not infected with the disease. However, in such a situation, there is a person who lives in such a bad environment with a weak body, and it has been two years and there is no illness. When I saw this, I wondered, what could have allowed such a person to hold out for so long in such a terrible situation? ”

"Who is he? What identity holds on to all this? ”

"What exactly is he holding onto?"

"What is he insisting for, and what is he pursuing by insisting on all this?"

"I think someone has guessed who this person is." Zhu Cihong looked around, looked at the eager gaze one by one, and finally fell on Li Dingguo: "This classmate, do you know who he is?" ”

"This is the deeds of Prime Minister Wen Tianxiang Wen. The one who is the great Song Qingtian. Li Dingguo said in a deep voice. (To be continued.) )

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