Wuju people are too familiar with this voice, this is the voice of shouting at them every day

What's more, it's just a cold and a warmth? What Wang Xian gave to this group of martial artists was the respect and love they had never felt. Although more than 13,000 people were crammed into one place and the barracks were crowded, Wang Xian managed to vacate the best courtyard for them to live in, and it was a room for two, which he said was the dignity of an officer. In addition to housing, this dignity is also reflected in clothing, clothing, food and other aspects, many martial arts people are embarrassed to say their wishes, he has arranged for them in advance, he even asked them to report the number of family members, ready to let them reunite with their long-separated families......

Although Wang Xian is cunning and cunning, he is indeed sincere to these martial artists. Because he knows very well that the wisdom of management lies in heart-to-heart, these martial artists are sensitive and inferior, full of distrust of their superiors, and they will only trust and respect themselves if they truly regard them as their own family. And he believes that this bond, once established, will be unbreakable.

"Strategist." "Strategist." Everyone hurriedly put down the water ladle and basin in their hands, hurriedly stood up straight, and saluted Wang Xian, who came in on crutches...... Since the Xue family brothers can walk on crutches, he naturally can't lag behind.

"Don't be nervous, I'm not a villain who spreads words, and Your Highness is not a narrow-minded person," Wang Xian looked at them and said with a smile: "I see that you guys haven't been very energetic in the past few days, so come and take a look, it turns out that you are really emotional." ”

"Strategist, we ......" everyone muttered, not knowing where to start.

"What else is there to hide from me?" Wang Xian smiled and looked at the square-faced man and said, "Lao Xu, you can talk about it." ”

The square-faced man of the "...... Military Division" is called Xu Huaiqing, a native of Jinan Mansion, Shandong, who is bold and warm-hearted, and has the momentum of the leading brother of this group of martial artists, and he was also entrusted with the important task of Wang Xian, so that he could manage this group of martial arts officers, and at this moment he couldn't help but feel guilty: "We are indeed a little cranky." ”

"What are you thinking, let me guess," Wang Xian said with a smile: "Do you think that when those generals come back, Your Highness is going to send you to the cold palace?" ”

"We're not women," everyone sneered, "and we're still in the cold palace......"

"Oh, not a woman, huh?" Wang Xian laughed and said, "Then how can I smell a smell of jealousy."

"Forgive me, the brothers have not been treated well for two years, and they will inevitably suffer from gains and losses." Xu Huaiqing whispered.

"Are you afraid that you are not as good as those generals?" Wang Xian sneered.

"The military advisor is wrong," Zhong Wu raised his excitement and said: "We have been practicing martial arts since childhood, familiar with military books, whether it is personal martial arts or leading soldiers to fight, we are confident that we will not lose to anyone, let alone those second ancestors who do not learn and have no skills."

"Then I don't understand, what are you afraid of?" Wang Xian said strangely.

"We're afraid of ......" everyone's voices suddenly became quieter, but Xu Huaiqing said for them: "I'm afraid that no matter how well we do, we will just make wedding clothes for them, and we will still be beaten back to our original shape, roll up and get out." Everyone nodded, and it was clear that he was speaking their minds.

"I see." Wang Xian nodded, stared at him with a strange gaze, and said, "What did I say to you in the first place?" Forgotten? ”

"It's unforgettable, the military advisor said, since you brought us here, you will naturally be responsible for us to the end." Xu Huaiqing said with excitement in his eyes.

"If you haven't forgotten, you can't trust Your Highness, you can't trust me......" Wang Xian asked forcedly.

"It's not ......" Xu Huaiqing's voice gradually whispered: "We are not ignorant, we know that many times, His Royal Highness and the military advisor are also involuntarily. ”

"Don't worry about people here," Wang Xian rudely interrupted him, "Your Highness is a dignified grandson, and although the words you say are not golden rules, they will not easily change their ways. If someone really presses us with a big hat, I will ask my master to help."

"Who is the master of the military advisor?" After the Wuju people came to the young army, they had not left the barracks one step ahead, and naturally they had no way of knowing the rumors that had spread outside.

"The family teacher's surname is Yao, and he is a monk in Qingshou Temple." Wang Xian said with a deep face. Anyway, I've already pretended to be in front of the Ministry of War Shangshu once, so why not pretend a few more times?

"Oh?" Wu Juren's eyes widened and said, "Who is Young Master Yao?" ”

"It's him." Wang Xiandao.

"Frightened" listened to the sound of a basin scooping on the ground, and the eyes of all the martial artists looked at Wang Xian differently, because the old monk was in the hearts of the people of the Ming Dynasty, and he had either been deified or demonized, in short, he had been out of the realm of mortals. Wang Xian is actually his apprentice, so at least he is a ...... Half-human, half-god, or half-human, half-demon?

In short, in the eyes of the martial arts people, Wang Xian is different from Fang Cai, he just felt that this person was very good, but now he feels that he is very powerful. Why do you feel this way? Nonsense, Yao Guangxiao's apprentice can not be powerful

Wang Xian once again pulled the banner as a tiger skin, which greatly increased the weight of his words, and finally settled their wounded hearts. After a change of words, he added: "But don't think that I will blindly protect you. Your Highness and I can give you only a fair environment, if you don't work hard and are compared to others, then it will be no wonder that Your Highness and I will be able to do so. ”

"Of course" Xu Huaiqing and the others were aroused to be arrogant, and said loudly: "As long as there is fair competition, we will have nothing to say if we are swept away" After a pause, they said in a louder voice: "But we will never lose"

"Don't talk too early" A muffled snort sounded at the door, and everyone saw that it was Xue Xun Xue Dashao, who was also on crutches, only to see him say with disdain: "Only then do you know who is the straw bag" After speaking, he turned around and walked away on crutches.

"Why is he here?" The Wuju people were inexplicable, because they were afraid of a conflict between the two sides, and they were far away from the barracks of those Jiangmen's disciples, and they could not usually touch them.

"Keep washing." Wang Xian smiled unexpectedly: "I'll go first." And under the congratulations of everyone, he also walked away on crutches.

Wang Xian walked out of the courtyard not far away, and saw Xue Xun standing there angrily, so he walked slowly on crutches.

Xue Dashao's body is very stocky, his temples are high and protruding, as if he has hidden two walnuts, he is obviously a master of internal boxing, otherwise it would be impossible to eat forty military sticks and it is not a big deal. Although Wang Xian can also embroider his legs, he is definitely not his opponent. So Xianyun followed behind very uneasily, lest he suffer a loss.

Wang Xian waved his hand, signaling him not to follow, and deliberately laughed loudly: "Don't worry, Xue Dashao understands the rules now, and knows the fate of beating Shangguan." ”

The corners of Xue Xun's mouth twitched, if he hadn't eaten this set earlier, but after knowing that Wang Xian was the apprentice of the old monk, he could only suppress his resentment, and said in a muffled voice: "You walked me this time just to let me listen to this."

"It doesn't hurt to hear it?" Wang Xian smiled: "Could it be that Da Shao wants to retreat? No problem, I'll give you a step down, just say that your injury has worsened and you need to go home to recuperate, how about it? ”

"Let your mother's ......" Xue Xun was just about to scold, but he heard Wang Xian say coldly: "Insult Shangguan, and scold twenty."

"Let go of your mother's heart." Xue Xun subconsciously changed his words, because he believed that Wang Xian really dared to fight. A good man doesn't eat the loss in front of him, and he can't be quick to speak for a while, and then let his ass suffer. "Didn't you hear what I just said? It's only after that"

"It's like a man." Wang Xian snorted.

"Of course it's the gentlemen" Xue Xunyi raised his head and asked, "Say, compare what?" Fists and kicks, clubs, or riding shè charges? ”

Wang Xian smiled faintly and asked, "How is your injury?" ”

"Lao Tzu has been working hard since he was a child, what is this injury?" Xue Xun threw away his crutches as he spoke, stood up straight, and looked at Wang Xian as if demonstrating: "Are you okay?" ”

"Nope." Wang Xian shook his head and smiled: "It's good that you can stand up straight, otherwise I really won't be able to bear it." ”

"You don't need to pretend" Xue Xun pouted: "Say, compare what?" ”

"I'll know tomorrow."

"Hmph......" Xue Xun snorted and limped away.

Xue Xun walked away, Xian Yuncai came over, frowned, and said, "He has been doing it to you several times, what if he doesn't hold back?" ”

"Can't I parry even one round?"

"That's not true, but he has a short blade hidden in his sleeve." Idle clouds and quiet roads.

"What?" Wang Xian opened his mouth wide in shock, and his back was numb for a while: "Why didn't you say it earlier?" ”

"I thought you had it." Young Master Xianyun said calmly.

"Please, a bit of a professional jīng god, okay?" Wang Xian said depressedly: "You should remind me in time at this time."

"I'm not a professional bodyguard." Xianyun rolled his eyes and said, "I'm hungry." ”

"Good ......" Wang Xian said helplessly: "Go back to eat"

Early the next morning, His Royal Highness the Taisun ascended to the hall, and all the officers of the young army arrived, and stood in the courtyard in front of the hall.

Wang Xian stood beside Zhu Zhanji, his eyes swept over everyone coldly, and said in a deep voice:

"There are three things, first, after the repeated efforts of His Royal Highness Taisun, the Ministry of War has decided that the officers and soldiers of this army will be treated equally with the pro-army Jingwei"

As soon as this remark came out, a group of officers couldn't help but be overjoyed, the army of the Ming Dynasty can be roughly divided into the pro-army Jingwei directly under the emperor, and the Weisuo army under the jurisdiction of the Governor's Office of the five armies, there is no doubt that the treatment of the former is much higher than that of the latter, and it is a financial priority guarantee, and the rewards received are far more than the latter.

The officer of the young army originally thought that he was a reserve soldier who was not on the formation, and it was estimated that he could not even compare with the treatment of the guards, but it turned out to be the same treatment as the Beijing army, so he was naturally pleasantly surprised.

And does this also mean that in the eyes of the imperial court, the status of this young army is actually very high? Thinking of this, even the Xue family brothers, who didn't care about the little money at all, felt very excited.