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Smoothly dragging Fu Rugui from the Fu family's mansion into his camp, Zhu Cihong quickly pulled Fu Rugui to gallop on his horse and galloped to the martial arts of Daxinglong Temple in the west of the city.

Daming martial arts is not a place to teach martial arts, but a place to cultivate military talents. It first began in the Song Dynasty and was opened in the sixth year of orthodoxy in the Ming Dynasty. At that time, the martial arts school was Jingwei martial arts, and the children below the governor were selected to have excellent talents, commensurate families, and young officials. However, after the opening, because most of the students came from wealthy families, and some of them even had titles, they naturally refused to study hard, and most of them did not even come to class. There are only more than ten people who have been studying in Jingtai for three years. As a result, the martial arts school was suspended. It wasn't until the fifteenth year of Jiajing that he changed to Xicheng Daxinglong Temple to continue running the school, almost under the nose of the imperial city.

Soon, the two dismounted and walked on foot, and in the west of the imperial city, they saw Xinglong Temple in the area of Zhongnanhai in later generations.

Zhu Cihong walked briskly with great interest, and sure enough, he found an old plaque at the side door, and the entrance to the martial arts was nowhere to be seen.

Seeing this, Fu Rugui on the side was surprised and said: "This door is open, and there are still people who come to martial arts to practice here recently." ”

"Could it be that none of the children of the Jingshi before him were interested in learning military strategy?" Zhu Cihong said casually, climbed the stairs and entered the door of the martial arts school.

Fu Rugui sighed lightly: "There are few people in Jingshi Xungui who can get on the horse and shoot the bow for a long time. Ordinary children, how many people can't even read and write, how can they talk about martial arts? Not to mention...... Wuju is declining, and the future is gone, who will be intoxicated with this? ”

Zhu Cihong was silent, slowly stepped in, and looked at the highest military academy in the Ming Dynasty.

The building in the martial arts school is ordinary, and the halls with signs such as Minglun Hall, Jurenzhai, and Youyizhai are quiet and quiet, and they are not like a school.

Although he had expected it a long time ago, when he really saw it, Zhu Cihong still sighed in his heart: "I still count on picking a few seedlings for you." There are veterans, and it is okay to promote a group of grassroots officers. However, due to cultural limitations, it is difficult to understand military discipline due to ignorance, and it is difficult to promote upper and middle-level officers due to dullness. Unexpectedly, there was really no one in the martial arts. ”

"So, I think of someone." Fu Rugui and Zhu Cihong said as they walked towards the martial arts room: "Little brother Qin Xia should have heard that the martial champion king came to hire. ”

Zhu Cihong saw Ju Renzhai in front of him, walked slowly, nodded and said: "In the fourth year of Chongzhen, the Son of Heaven named him the champion of martial arts, and gave him the deputy commander of Dengzhou. It's a pity that he later died in the Dengzhou Kong Youde Rebellion. ”

"At that time, His Majesty opened martial arts, and when he took the martial arts test, he referred to hundreds of people, and there were only two people who could carry a big sword. Wang Laipin is one of them. Fu Rugui talked eloquently, and Zhu Cihong's eyes lit up slightly.

"Who is the other one?" Zhu Cihong was very interested.

Fu Rugui said: "It's Xu Yanqi." In the first test of martial arts, Xu Yanqi was not on the list, so His Majesty was furious, and he took a re-examination to hire Wang Lai as the champion of martial arts, and Xu Yanqi won the martial arts. It's just that there is no first martial arts and no second, if you get the second, then it will be clear to everyone. Wang Laipin can get the post of deputy commander-in-chief, but Xu Yanqi can only return to his hometown for the garrison. ”

When Zhu Cihong heard this, he immediately stared at Fu Rugui and said, "Such a talent, it is such a waste to the country!" For example, Brother Gui, I will write a letter, and please be sure to invite the great talent! ”

"Xu Yanqi is a martial artist, and he always wants to sell to the emperor's family and become an adult. This is an opportunity that he could not ask for. This kind of beauty of both worlds, the foolish brother must have done it. It's just that Xu Yanqi is far away in the south of the Yangtze River, and he has been exchanging letters and traveling, and I'm afraid it will take another two or three months before he can enter Beijing. Fu Rugui smiled, but couldn't help but think of Zhu Cihong's family in his heart.

It's just that looking at Zhu Cihong's tone, the tone of a court official is the same as that of a court official. But Qin Xia is just the head of the household department of the six products, how can he have this power? Could it be that Qin Xia wants to transfer to the martial arts? So which sequence of generals is it? Is it the Beijing camp, or the border army? Or ...... Is it what Daddy said, the person behind Qin Xia?

Zhu Cihong watched Fu Rugui respond, nodded happily, pushed open the door of Jurenzhai, and planned to go inside and sit down to discuss in detail.

It's just that when Zhu Cihong just pushed the door in, he saw Fu Rugui suddenly vigilant: "Who is ahead?" Sneaky, still not coming out? ”

It turned out that there was someone in the martial arts who thought that there was no one in the martial arts!

And it was facing away from the two of them, not saying a word, not moving, just the pen and ink in his hand kept writing.

"If Brother Gui is a little calm, that brother should have no bad intentions. After all, it was us who broke in rashly. Zhu Cihong stopped Fu Rugui.

The two came in, but the person in front of them didn't say a word, silently, which made the two of them wonder and feel a little disturbed.

So, Zhu Cihong walked over slowly.

Fu Rugui's steps were faster, and he was about to shout with a salute, but he saw Zhu Cihong stop again. I saw Zhu Cihong pointing to a small piece of white paper on the side and said: "Deaf and calm, please write if you speak." ”

Next to it, a white sheet of paper is laid out, and a short sharp edge is waiting.

"I'm afraid there is a strange hidden disease." Fu Rugui read softly.

Zhu Cihong bowed his head, signaled silence, walked over, and wrote quietly: "Who is Brother Tai?" ”

After writing, Zhu Cihong walked away and watched from afar as the man continued to pick up the pen and write, and quickly painted.

"This is ......" At this moment, Fu Rugui stared at what the man was writing, and muttered in surprise: "This is a lightning bolt!" ”

"What is this? Breech guns? Zhu Cihong's mind was full of questions.

Seeing this, Fu Rugui carefully explained to Zhu Cihong.

The electric gun is about 6 feet long, weighs 5 catties, and adopts the form of a rear-loading sub-gun, with 6 sub-guns. It is a firearm that can quickly replace the breech and achieve the purpose of rapid fire.

"It's just that it's not flint ......," Zhu Cihong sighed in his heart. The sub-gun is still in the form of a rumi gun, that is, an arquebus.

But such a gun and breech gun...... It still looks very advanced.

Zhu Cihong's expression when he looked at this man suddenly became different.

Zhu Cihong and Fu Rugui stood and discussed in a low voice for a long time, and the person in front of them seemed to be stuck somewhere, and they didn't move for a long time, and finally put down the pen dejectedly and saw the note left on the side.

Then he turned around and saw Zhu Cihong and Fu Rugui.

Zhu Cihong and Fu Rugui were finally able to see the true face of this man.

The man has the appearance and temperament of an ordinary scholar, full of bookishness, but his face is quite a little vicissitudes and sorrow, and he seems to be shrouded in clouds.

The two parties saluted, and the man picked up his pen and wrote a sentence: "In Xia Shuntianfu Tongsheng, Li Jun." ”

"Qin Xia."

"Fu Rugui!"

Zhu Cihong and Fu Rugui also wrote their names separately, which was regarded as a gift.

Such a unique way of communication made Zhu Cihong and Fu Rugui feel novel, and the three of them did not feel hindered when they saw each other, and quickly cut to the topic of firecrackers.