At this time, Lu Xiangsheng only lowered his head, as if he was paying attention to the mud under his feet. He held his hands behind his back and pondered for a long time: "Although I am a parent, I can't find any relief."

This is the truth.

Zhang Jingyi thought for a while and said, "If the emperor is working hard to govern, can it be solved?"

Lu Xiangsheng shook his head: "Even if the current emperor is as wise as Emperor Taizong of Tang, there is no way to solve it."

Zhang Jing was stunned and couldn't help but say, "In this way, my Ming Dynasty is at its end?"

"I didn't say that." Lu Xiangsheng said seriously: "Zhang Baihu should not fool me."

Zhang Jingyi: “…”

Damn... Zhang Jingyi actually forgot that he seemed to be the Jinyiwei.

And this identity still made Lu Xiangsheng a little afraid.

Isn’t it obvious that I want to be in prison when discussing this topic with the Jinyiwei?

Zhang Jing looked at him and cheered up, "I want to solve this problem."

"You?" Lu Xiangsheng stared at Zhang Jingyi and then smiled.

"I can definitely solve it." Zhang Jingyi said: "How can a real man lose his ambition when he is alive? In other words, if a person has no dreams, then what is the difference between him and a salted fish."

Lu Xiangsheng looked up. He was a very proud person, but he actually saw this kind of pride in front of him. This made Lu Xiangsheng feel illusion and subconsciously said: "Zhang Baihu can be a saint."

Zhang Jingyi was stunned for a moment and then laughed.

Lu Xiangsheng also swept away the haze in his heart and couldn't help laughing.

Zhang Jingyi said: "Mr. Lu's soldier is indeed very good at training, which is admirable."

Lu Xiangsheng said: "There is nothing to admire. There is only a little bit of knowledge in the world. As the students said before, everyone understands the truth. You see, when famous generals in ancient times often experience abscess on soldiers' wounds, they will personally suck out the abscess in soldiers' wounds. So the soldiers love him and are willing to serve him. If Zhang Baihu has read books, he must have seen many famous generals in the world. Most of them are like this, but... how many people are willing to suck them in person when they see abscess on soldiers' wounds?"

Zhang Jing suddenly felt chills in his heart. Yes, let alone sucking in person, even if you think about it, you will feel disgusting.

Zhang Jingyi changed the subject and suddenly said, "Mr. Lu came to the Hundred Houses just to revenge on Nine Thousand Years?"

But Lu Xiangsheng didn't reply, just lowered his head, stepped on his shadow under the night, shaking every step, if he had something to worry about.

Zhang Jingyi was unwilling to be interested in Lu Xiangsheng, after all, his mind was not on this.

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At the end of the year, the Zhang family began to visit relatives and friends.

Zhang Jingyi was not familiar with the relatives of the Zhang family and was unwilling to deal with others too much. However, many people came to the Zhang family, but there was no gift to give, and they all came to ask their sons and brothers.

"Zhang Baihu, why can't my son go home for the New Year?"

"Zhang Baihu..."

It turned out that it was Lu Xiangsheng who decided to stay in the Hundred Houses during the Chinese New Year, and said that everyone remembered the kindness of Zhang Hundred Houses, so the captain and the Liss all stayed and celebrated the New Year in the Hundred Houses.

It is said that I celebrate the New Year in a hundred households, but in fact, I just want to keep everyone practicing.

This Lu Xiangsheng is a crazy person. He belongs to the kind of person I no longer regard myself as a human being, so don’t treat myself as a human being.

Zhang Jingyi had to say that Mr. Lu had to say that he had said this, and then a gentleman had to become a beauty.

Of course, he should not be stingy in his performance, so he paid another sum of money, indicating that everyone should live a good year in the Hundred Houses Institute.

This puzzled Zhang Tianlun.

Because in previous years, the brothers Wang Cheng and Deng Jian would come back to the Zhang family to accompany him, his adopted father, and it would be very lively.

As a result, I stayed in the Hundred Houses this year. What does this mean?

Zhang Jingyi had to explain patiently: "Now the hundred households are in training, of course, the main reason is that the Mr. Lu who was invited is relatively straight-hearted. His son was very persuasive, and he didn't agree to let him go. There was no way, so he had to obey him."

Zhang Tianlun sighed with a little disappointment, "The one who originally wanted to find a good marriage for Deng Jian was a daughter of a thousand families in Jingying. If he married his daughter, he would have another good backer. This was only agreed by me. He originally planned to take her to Tongzhou on the sixth day of the Lunar New Year. Now it seems... he is afraid he will lose his appointment."

Zhang Jingyi couldn't help but be moved by it.

Being a father is still reliable. Although he has been silent, isn’t he still secretly looking for a partner for his second brother?

But... it would be a pity if it was delayed because of this matter.

So Zhang Jing said, "Let me go back and persuade Mr. Lu to give Deng Jian a two-day leave, but I don't think Mr. Lu is willing to let him go."

"I will never let anyone go when I get married?" Zhao Tianlun couldn't help but get angry. What's the reason?

This New Year is the first time, and I don’t want to make my father unhappy, Zhang Jing said bitterly: “Mr. Lu once said that if there is a normal lieutenant and a strong man, there is still room for weight loss to take the leave. But if the general flag and the small flag are the military officers, they should set an example. If the sky falls, they should stay in the hundred-household offices. This is the military rule.”

"It's too harsh." Zhang Tianlun shook his head and said, "It would be good not to mutiny like this. This man surnamed Lu doesn't look like a man who can lead troops, just a scholar. I have also inquired about this person. He was a confused official when he was in charge of the prefect..."

Zhang Jingyi didn't want to listen to Zhang Tianlun's nagging anymore, so he had to say, "Then I'll go back to Baihu Station to ask."

The hundreds of households occupy a large area, especially the backyard, which has been planned to be a simple schoolyard.

It was afternoon, and it was the time to practice the tactics.

As soon as Zhang Jing appeared on the school ground, he saw Lu Xiangsheng leading everyone to form a formation. Everyone was holding whistle sticks, lined up in neat rows, and kept waving and assassinating.

These lieutenants and strong men already have some appearances, with a completely different aura than ordinary people.

When Lu Xiangsheng saw Zhang Jingyi coming, he ignored Zhang Jingyi.

It was not until the exercise was over that I trotted over and said breathlessly: "Zhang Baihu..."

He bowed to Zhang Jing.

Zhang Jing nodded to him: "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Lu."

"It's not hard, it's them who have worked hard."

Lu Xiangsheng scored points the lieutenant and Lishi who were still standing in a queue on the field, and introduced: "The training has improved very quickly over the past month. In the past, many people were weak and now they are much stronger. All their waists are straight and their strength has increased a lot. In addition... At first, when they were running in the morning, they were panting for two miles. Now even after running for three or five miles, they can still hold on and the queue is becoming more and more familiar... But... I thought about it and it seems that the training now seems to have become much easier for them... But when people practice, there are only five hours a day. After all, people always have to eat and sleep, and occasionally they need to give people some leisure time."

Lu Xiangsheng was very distressed, and his distress made sense.

The essence of exercise is to break through the physical limits of the captains. At first, they were asked to run in the morning, line up, swing the baton, and let them practice continuously, which was torture for these people.

But slowly, these guys became physically and got used to this high-intensity exercise. In Lu Xiangsheng's opinion, it seemed that there was something missing in this exercise.

Zhang Jingyi couldn't help but be happy. He had an idea and immediately said, "This is easy to do. I will teach you a method. We can have people sew many sandbags. This sandbag first contains one or two kilograms of sand, and then tie them to their feet. In the future, whether it is morning jogging, lineup, or even eating, they will wear it. If it is not enough in the future, you can also increase the amount of the sandbag. One or two kilograms are not enough, five kilograms are not enough. I think seven or eight kilograms are OK."

When Lu Xiangsheng heard this, his eyes suddenly lit up.

At this time, he suddenly felt that Zhang Baihu in front of him was much smarter than he thought, so he smiled happily: "Oh, Zhang Baihu's words are really thought-provoking, why didn't the students expect? I'm afraid Zhang Baihu will bother with this matter, so I'll find someone to sew it."

Zhang Jing nodded and said, "I'll go and say hello to everyone first, after all, I've come."

As he said that, he quickly walked to the ranks of the lieutenants.

In fact, when the lieutenants saw Zhang Jingyi, they all seemed to see a light from the depressed practice. Compared to Lu Xiangsheng's harshness and severity, they felt that Zhang Baihu was much more kind and was an excellent Shangguan. Even though Zhang Jingyi sometimes had a stern face, it gave people a kind of warmth like spring.

Zhang Jingyi waved at them and said, "Thank you for your hard work, everyone."

Everyone responded in unison: "I dare not."

The sound is like a bell, and the momentum is terrifying. It can be seen that exercise not only brings physical leaps, but also brings endless spiritual energy to everyone.

Zhang Jingyi immediately... and waved goodbye.

When he saw Zhang Jing, he turned around and left.

The captains all looked reluctant to leave.

Even Jiang Jian, who was standing in the queue, stood straight and his lips seemed to be motionless, but he made a sound: "It's still Zhang Baihu who cares about everyone. Zhang Baihu must be very reluctant to see us like this."

This sound is very light.

But everyone in the queue could hear it. Everyone nodded secretly in their hearts, but their bodies still did not dare to move at all.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Jing left the school ground and was determined to make people quickly supply sandbags. After he took many steps, a question suddenly arose in his mind: "What am I here for?"
Chapter completed!