My Daming New Empire

In addition to these, he can also equip a guard of 9000 to [-] people, but because he is a minor and still lives in the palace, although Zhu Di gave him the left guard of Habayashi in name, he has no command.

Zhu Zhanji didn't open a mansion alone, and naturally he didn't have any expenses. The money would never be used up.

His farm is only 600 mu, but there are many people. In addition to the [-] young army, there are nearly [-] households of various craftsmen.

These craftsmen are also owned by Zhu Zhanji, ranging from craftsmen who built houses, carpenters, and weavers.

Of course, this farm cannot support so many people. In Jurong, not far from the imperial palace, Zhu Zhanji also has a farm with an area of ​​[-] mu.

This young army is equivalent to being raised by his salary alone, and it controls all the powers of life and death.

The school yard is located at the foot of the mountain on the north side of the village, and further north is Zhu Yuanzhang's Ming Mausoleum.

Relying on the mountain, Zhu Zhanji had people build a training ground with the same function as later generations. Except that there is no steel pipe, most of the equipment is made of logs. The training function is similar to the training base he once built in Africa.

Zhu Zhanji drove his horse directly to the parade platform of the school grounds. It was here that Zhu Di reviewed the training of 200 members of the Jiazi company more than a month ago, and agreed to take them to the grassland as scouts.

But I didn't expect that there would be deserters before they set off.

There are three companies in the young army, which form a battalion. Apart from Zhang Fengshan who is in charge of the A company, he is also behind. The sullen Zhu Zhanji knelt down on one knee.

"Fourth minister Wu, Chang Fuliang pays his respects to His Highness."

"Get up, where is Battalion Commander Chen Li?" Zhu Zhanji got off his horse, and Li Liang, the chief follower, came over and pulled the horse aside.

Hearing that Zhu Zhanji's tone was calm, the two heaved a sigh of relief.Wu Lao Si replied: "The battalion commander is going to Jurong today to deliver the New Year's goods, and I think he won't be able to return until tomorrow."

Zhu Zhanji also knows that this kind of thing can't be blamed on them. There are hundreds of people, and there are all kinds of strange things.One person has one idea. Before going through various tests, I am afraid that many people do not know what kind of person they are.

Just like some people always dream of becoming a great hero, but in the face of torture, I am afraid that their bones are softer than anyone else.

Some people are like a piece of dough, anyone can bully a few times, but in front of righteousness, they are stronger than anyone else.

Zhu Zhanji scolded with a smile: "This kind of thing needs him to go there in person? I think he is gluttonous!"

Chen Li likes wine, and the young army camp can't drink. He often likes to drink at the craftsman's house in the village.Going to Jurong to transport New Year's goods, the people in the village there will definitely treat him well.

The two of them should have smiled apologetically, but when they saw Yuan Fang who was being escorted in behind, their faces showed stern expressions again. "This person is quite diligent in training, but he never thought he was a soft bone."

"Beat the drums and assemble, I will personally judge this person."

Zhu Zhanji seldom calls himself an orphan. When he uses this word, it means that at this moment he is speaking in the honor of his grandson.

Chang Fuliang said with an apologetic smile: "Yi Zilian went to climb Zijin Mountain, and it will take time to recall him. Please come in and rest for a while, Your Highness."

"No, one person counts as one person, and there is no need for all to be present. Gu is waiting here."

Hearing what Zhu Zhanji said, Wu Lao Si didn't dare to persuade him anymore, and ran to the big drum in Dianjiangtai, picked up the drumsticks, and beat the big drum with the rhythm of two short and one long.

The Jiazi Company, which was still training, and the younger Bingzi Company, quickly assembled, and everyone stood neatly in front of the parade according to their height.

Zhu Zhanji stood on the stage and waved his hand, Li Liang immediately shouted: "Bring the deserter Yuan Fang."

There were only more than 300 people in the audience, and it was silent. Today, there is no need for other eunuchs to transmit their voices.

The rope on Yuan Fang's body has been untied, and he was escorted up by two soldiers, kneeling between the soldiers and Zhu Zhanji in the audience.

At this time, Zhang Fengshan also tore off his training clothes, revealing his strong chest.He took off his shirt three times and twice, and knelt down with his upper body bare.Shouted loudly: "The last general is not strict in supervising the army, please punish him, Your Highness."

Zhu Zhanji glanced at him, so scared that he didn't dare to look at each other, and lowered his head to the ground.

With such an action at this time, he might still want to save Yuan Fang in his heart.After all, he has been with these people for the past three years and has feelings for them.

However, he didn't know how Zhu Zhanji would punish Yuan Fang, he just hoped that he would come out and admit his mistake, so that Zhu Zhanji could have a little mercy.

Zhu Zhanji ignored him, stared at Yuan Fang in the audience and said, "Yuan Fang raised his head."

Yuan Fang raised his drooping head, and immediately fell down again. "The criminal, Yuan Fang, absconded in fear of crime, please be punished by Your Highness."

Zhu Zhanji said: "The Jia character was formed in the eighth year of Yongle. You were also selected by Zhang Yingfu from the Jiyangyuan to be under the Gu's family in that year, but?"

"Yes!"

"Do you remember the oath when you started? Do you remember the oath of the young army? Do you remember who asked your master to teach you how to read? Do you remember the wealth and glory you have enjoyed in the past few years? Did the life of the young army ever be cut short? Do you know? Do you need ten laborers to earn food in the land to raise you alone? Could it be that I have spent countless silver taels in the past few years just to raise a white-eyed wolf?"

Yuan Fang knelt down on the ground and cried loudly: "The sinner dare not forget for a moment, it's just a single handed down of three generations of the sinner, it can't be cut off from the sinner..."

Zhu Zhanji sneered and said: "What an excuse! I ask you, since you are so worried, have you ever reported to the team deputy? Have you ever expressed your feelings to Gu? Don't you think Gu has no compassion? I'm afraid you didn't because Three generations of single inheritance, just greedy for life and afraid of death!"

Zhu Zhanji, who is not yet sixteen years old, is still developing, and it happens to have a male duck voice at this time.At this time, he asked loudly, but suppressed his voice, making his voice full of murderous intent.

He raised his head and asked loudly to everyone: "Do you still remember the oath of entry?"

Everyone in the audience responded in unison: "Enter the grandson's family and raise me as a grandson. Born as a grandson, die as a grandson."

"What is the military training of the young army?"

"Promote our Huaxia, expel the Tartars, the iron-blooded young army, and help the Ming Dynasty."

Zhu Zhanji looked at Yuan Fang, who was kneeling under the stage, and said, "From the day you entered my sect, you are no longer a civilian, but a soldier. After three years of military service, you now claim to be a civilian. You are using the knowledge I taught you to steal and play tricks! What a pity, what a pity! Your cleverness is not used in the right place..."

Yuan Fang suddenly raised his head, glared at Zhu Zhanji and said, "Your Highness, I just ate your offering for three years, and I will pay for it. I will work for you for the rest of my life to pay for it!"

"late!"

Upon hearing this, Yuan Fang stood up suddenly and ran out.

Before everyone could act, Zhu Zhanji kicked off and flew off the stage.While in the air, he had already drawn out the horizontal knife at his waist.

Yuan Fang tried his best to escape from here, he didn't want to die, he wanted to pass on the family line.

But then he discovered that the world turned upside down all of a sudden, and the ground seemed to stand up all of a sudden, causing him to hit it hard.

In the eyes of hundreds of people, Zhu Zhanji jumped down from the stage and chopped off Yuan Fang's head from behind with a single blow.His body was still running forward, and a column of blood spurted out from his chest a foot high.

However, his head rolled a few feet away and landed in the Bingzi Battalion.

A group of fifteen or sixteen-year-old children were huddled together in fear of this head, some of them vomited, some of them wet their pants, most of them stood there without moving, but most of them were also scared stupid up.

Not to mention them, even the group of eunuchs and Habayashi Zuowei's followers looked at Zhu Zhanji in surprise. They didn't expect Zhu Zhanji, who was only 16 years old, to take Yuan Fang's head with his own hands.

This is killing, not killing a chicken.

The headless corpse was still convulsing on the ground, and the hot blood flowing from the chest met the cold air, forming a mist.

A few soldiers in the front row were sprayed with a lot of blood because they were in the direction Yuan Fang was running, and they were almost retching.

Zhu Zhanji walked into the crowd with a horizontal knife still stained with blood in his right hand.Standing still in front of Yuan Fang's head, holding the bun in his left hand, he picked up his head.