Zhu Cixuan met Wu Changchun and Song Hongye in the study room of the outer residence of the East Palace. This time, even Liu Ruoyu was not qualified to attend the meeting, which inevitably made people smell some strange smells.

Wu Changchun didn't go in for long, mainly because of the establishment of military judges.

This official position is the power department in charge of rewards and punishments. All armors under the crown prince are subject to supervision by military judges. If there is any violation, military judges can punish them depending on whether the situation is serious. From whipping to running around, to confinement and beheading, the military judges will decide in one sentence.

The power and responsibility on the surface alone are so great that Wu Changchun, a newcomer who had just met the prince, was even a little scared when he was flattered.

"Wu Changchun." Zhu Cixuan generously pushed the "Military Regulations" that had been prepared long ago to Wu Changchun, saying: "This is the military law I have revised based on the military scripts of all dynasties. As long as you strictly enforce the law, if you have any difficulty in making a decision, you will submit it to me. No matter what others say, you don't have to worry about it."

Wu Changchun looked at the thick "Regulations" and swallowed secretly. He said, "Your Highness, you have never held a military position, and you are afraid that the people below will not accept it."

"The human heart is very mysterious." Zhu Cilang tapped the table gently: "I like you and Song Hongye because these recruits were recalled by you. The authoritative image you established when they were most vulnerable and helpless will not be indifferent for a long time in the future. I hope you do not waste the accumulated prestige and imprint the awesome impression of military law in their bones."

Wu Changchun no longer refused, his face was solemn, and said, "I will definitely live up to your entrusted entrusted!"

Zhu Cilang nodded with satisfaction. Although Wu Changchun and Song Hongye came from the same source, he had nothing to do with any group of nobles in the army. Even if there was a temporary emergency in the future, people would be mixed with sand in large quantities, at least the military law could be firmly controlled.

"There is another group of ten people." Zhu Cixuan said: "The Jinyiwei during Taizu and Chengzu had secret spies in the army and the people. It was not until after Xuanzong that the Jinyiwei gradually gathered. Today, the Jinyiwei is too lazy to go to Hebei, and I don't know what it looks like, so I can't believe it."

The official position of the Jinyiwei was used as a reward in the early Ming Dynasty. Any hero would have a son to rank the title of Jinyiwei. So it was difficult for those who really worked. In this way, the Jinyiwei would have a general public to be promoted. In this way, the Jinyiwei would have done nothing but small reports? **Haci sent spies to the capital. When the Jinyiwei was in a border town, the Jinyiwei would only listen to the eunuchs and sway around the capital in flying fish uniforms. The civil officials who were powerless to rob a chicken were just angry.

"Whether it is excavation, installation, bribery or other means, you must make sure that one out of ten people reports the soldiers' ideas and trends to you." Zhu Cixuan lowered his voice: "The Military Law Department has a position to take the exam, so of course it is necessary to establish a roster of the entire battalion. You rely on these files to establish a more meticulous personnel file, and you can use loyalty to be ranked as A, B, C, and D, and three levels above, middle and lower. You must strictly monitor every person with suspicious signs. Here is a summary of contact information, which you can try at your discretion."

The prince took out a thin booklet from the wooden box and handed it to Wu Changchun.

Wu Changchun had already thought of the secret code system of the Jianghu Taoist Sect. After taking the prince's booklet, he found that protecting the identity and security of the intelligence officer of the ten-person regiment was put first, as if a layer of window paper was suddenly pierced, which felt quite enlightened.

"Your Highness," Wu Changchun said: "The private gangs in the rivers and lakes also use secret codes and secret spies to contact each other. All kinds of methods are nothing more than protecting informants. Your Highness reveals the secret, and Hu Zhi knows how to act."

Zhu Cilang nodded and said, "It is better to have no books than to believe in books. These things are written by me in the Forbidden Palace. You should use your brain more and repair them." Although Zhu Cilang is known as a genius, he cannot participate in military and national affairs, which makes him unable to verify the theories in his mind.

Thinking about it, even if Mozart is a genius who can compose music and play the piano at the age of three, his parents will not be able to listen to him because of this kind of genius. Even if Zhu Cilang can endorse, write, and write... Emperor Chongzhen would not listen to his views on military and national affairs. Of course, Zhu Cilang did not dare to say that if he left a boast of the 95 Supreme, he would not be valued in the future.

...

Wu Changchun seemed to see a new door opening to him in a trance, full of enthusiasm for letting go. After he came out of the Prince's study, he saw that Song Hongye was already sitting outside waiting, nodded slightly to his former boss and walked out vigorously.

Seeing that Wu Changchun was so decisive, Song Hongye was still a little unhappy even though he knew that this was a certain strategy. However, his age and experience were there, his family was well-educated, and his cunning would never be superficial. Seeing that the eunuch came in to serve him, he soon came out to summon him again. Song Hongye raised his robe and met with him with great enthusiasm.

"Zhenhua," the prince still said affectionately, "I'm afraid you will be wronged in the future."

"I am a poor person, and I am wrongly loved by Your Highness, and I am willing to go through fire and water for Your Highness, and I will never refuse!" Song Hongye's pronunciation was very serious and spoke strongly.

Even Zhu Cilang's rationality feels tragic when he hears it.

"Okay," the prince said in a deep voice, "You must spread the spies and collect all the information. You cannot only limit your attention to the Ministry of War just because you are in the Ministry of War. You must spread the shop! When the melons are ripe, the commander of the Jinyiwei is the only one who is the commander of the Jinyiwei."

Commander of the Jinyiwei!

When Song Hongye heard this, his face suddenly turned red. With the promise of the prince, what is the danger of the future? Why do some people know that there is a tiger in the mountain and go to the tiger mountain? It’s not that they are stupid and bold, they are not drunk, they know that the tiger skin is valuable!

The skin of the commander of the Jinyiwei Metropolitan Commander is even more valuable!

"I would like to drive your highness to use this unbearable body!"

Zhu Cixuan turned around and took out a wooden box from the book pavilion, with the book sticker of "The Thirteen Classics Notes". He gently returned to Song Hongye and patted the wooden box: "You must read more, think more, change more, be cautious!"

Song Hongye took the wooden box and did not open it immediately. Seeing that the prince had no intention of continuing, he got up and picked up the wooden box, bowed and left.

Zhu Cilang did not try to keep him because all the things he wanted to say were already in the wooden box.

...

Song Hongye returned home, avoided his wife, tied the cell door, and then carefully opened the wooden box.

Of course, there will be no Thirteen Sutras in the box. But a key book, a secret dictionary, a "Information Instructions", and a yellow silk embroidered dragon...the imperial edict?

Song Hongye's hand shook and first launched the "Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imperial Imp

With this order, no matter what he did, it was the prince who took responsibility for him. The clerk who was used to playing word games read it over and over again, only felt that the prince was full of heart, and his words were not airtight and he had no slightest sensation.

Song Hongye touched the red seal of the seal "Crown Prince Bao" and a feeling of indescribable sourness arose. He only felt that his legs were weak, as if he was standing on the edge of a cliff. Just a breeze could blow him off and turn into powder.

——The crown prince treats me as a national hero, how can I let him down?
Chapter completed!