Dominate Marvel

Zhao Yuduo once heard his master talk about people who studied, especially those in the Han and Tang Dynasties.

The bones of the Emperor Han and the style of the Tang Dynasty.

I recall that at that time, scholars dismounted their horses to govern the country and mounted their horses to govern the army. On the outside, there is the power to open up new territories, and on the inside, there is the ability to educate all sentient beings. But now, ninety-nine percent of those who study are just talking words, or they are male thieves and female prostitutes behind the scenes, or they are just fools who can't get on the stage.

Only he has forgotten his duty as a scholar and has lost all his integrity.

How can someone dare to be called a master after just one look like this?

Although Zhao Yu is not a scholar, it is not that he has never read. During the ten years under the leadership of Taoist Qingyun, in addition to the Taoist classics, the classics of the Han sages have not been missing.

For example, as he said to Hong Chengchou at the beginning, he looked down upon the entire civil and military team of the Manchu Dynasty.

Disdain for company.

If it weren't for Hong Chengchou's persuasion, the master would agree, and he would have great filial piety. I'm afraid Zhao Yu is already sitting quietly in the mountains at this time, watching the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, and watching the clouds roll and relax in the sky.

There are a bunch of court officials outside the palace gate. They look like human beings, but in fact, few of them have red hearts and lungs. All dark. Not only that, but it's also black in a big way, and it's natural to be black.

Even if such a person was taken out to soak in a pig cage, Zhao Yu would feel his hands were dirty.

He just stared at it, stood aside, closed his eyes slightly, and stopped paying attention.

Just listen to the bell ringing, it's probably time to go to court. Zhao Yu opened his eyes, held his head high and walked with great momentum. He only squeezed the court officials aside, but he dared not speak out in anger.

Just as he was about to enter the palace gate, he heard a commotion and Prince Zhu Cihao arrived.

He was so affectionate that the officials around him looked at him warmly.

Zhu Cihao came in person and attracted Zhao Yu, as if they were equals, and he also showed his demeanor as a courteous and virtuous corporal. While talking eloquently, they arrived at the court hall and waited in the side hall.

After that, he went to court, but there was nothing to say.

There is only one topic, and that is to exterminate the bandits.

Zhao Yu stood in the corner and watched coldly. It's just like a vegetable market, where you fight to come and I fight to go. Roughly speaking, they are divided into several factions. You recommend a candidate, and I recommend a candidate, and then they quarrel, expose each other's shortcomings, and abuse each other. They are no different from the thugs in the market. It is really ridiculous.

He glanced at the prince, whose face was tense and his eyes were slightly squinted. I must feel uncomfortable in my heart.

Then he looked at the emperor on the dragon throne. He narrowed his eyes slightly and the veins on his forehead were exposed. He must have endured hard work.

Zhao Yu sighed in his heart. In such a court, if there was not a prince, Zhao Yu would not see even a glimmer of hope. Emperor Chongzhen was a good person, but he was not capable enough. Zhao Yu could tell just from the ordinary court meeting in this vegetable market.

So he lowered his eyelids, completely treating himself as an outsider, and turned a deaf ear to the noisy voice.

In a trance, he suddenly heard a voice beside his ears. He raised his eyes and saw that the eyes of the civil and military officials, including the emperor and the prince, were all focused on him.

Zhao Yu stepped out of the queue.

Just listen to the emperor saying: "I want the prince to be the supervisor of the suppression of thieves, and the general Zhao Yu to be the vanguard general..."

In Zhao Yu's daze, he came to a conclusion. I don’t know how to make a final conclusion. Anyway, Zhao Yu became a general and was given a royal family background and a goldfish bag. Anyway, there are always a lot of zeros and zeros.

Just looking at the jealous eyes of some court officials around him, Zhao Yu knew that this must be a generous gift.

He cupped his fists and bowed on one knee: "The common people obey the decree."

Emperor Chongzhen laughed and said, "Now that I am a general in the army, I should call myself the last general."

Zhao Yu added: "The last general will take charge."

Then he gave a rough summary of the suppression of thieves, and the court meeting ended.

After the emperor retired from the court, the prince strolled over and said with a smile: "Sir, please accompany the young king."

Zhao Yu smiled and went to the East Palace with the prince.

In the East Palace, more than ten people were waiting quietly.

There is Li Geng, and there are more than ten people, some are elegant, some are tough and upright, they are all outstanding people.

The prince placed Zhao Yu on the top of his right hand, then sat on the main seat. He first introduced everyone to each other, and then they met each other.

There are four main people, and Zhao Yu pays special attention to them. One of them is Li Geng, who is the prince's attendant and handles all kinds of logistics and sundries. Regardless of all kinds of logistics and sundry matters, or escorts and attendants, they are all handled in an orderly manner. He is an extremely capable person.

The second one is a thin scholar in his thirties. Wearing a simple robe, he is not arrogant, but humble. He is the prince's think tank, and his name is Li Yuqing.

The third one is a stalwart man with a face as solid as stone, about 25 or 26 years old, with a build that is the same as Zhao Yu's, and more majestic. His skin is like copper, his eyes are like a knife, his fingers are like iron hooks, and his back is like a mountain. Duanduan is a good kung fu master!

Zhao Yu just looked at him and knew that this man's martial arts had reached the peak state, which was almost different from the state before Zhao Yu opened the acupuncture point.

His name is Wang Yisheng.

The last person is a fat man. Just like that Maitreya, his face is fleshy, white and fat, and his eyes cannot be seen when he smiles. But the occasional glint in his eyes made people dare not ignore it. This man is called Zhao Gongming, and he is the prince's money bag.

All the business and money in the Prince's East Palace are managed by this fat man with the same name as the God of Wealth.

This mutual introduction gave Zhao Yu a deeper understanding of the prince. He is indeed an outstanding person with great ambition, but at just fifteen years old, he has already recruited so many talents, which is really remarkable. In Zhao Yu's opinion, no one in the civil and military dynasties could compare to him, whether it was Li Geng or Li Yuqing, whether it was Wang Yisheng or Zhao Gongming.

The prince then explained the meeting and made arrangements one by one.

Li Geng and Zhao Gongming were ordered to serve as logistics for the suppression of thieves. These two people take care of the balance of food and grass and appease the local people. The rest are assisted by five or six people.

To suppress thieves, the imperial court would naturally have to provide money and food. But it will definitely not be enough. And the difference is definitely not small, and Dong Palace must bear it alone. The prince did not put his hope in those officials.

Li Yuqing was appointed as the army staff officer to preside over strategic and tactical arrangements. Presumably, Li Yuqing must be good at this, just like Guo Jia in the late Han Dynasty.

He also made Wang Yisheng the deputy marching commander, in charge of commanding the battle, and was only under the crown prince.

And Zhao Yu was the vanguard general who spoke to the emperor at the court meeting.

This arrangement is very orderly. Later, Li Geng, Li Yuqing, Wang Yisheng, and Zhao Gongming each proposed supplements to make up for the omissions.

However, in just one hour, a battle plan was made that was extremely detailed, with no omissions visible.

Zhao Yu was amazed to see this kind of efficiency and this kind of wisdom.

If the entire dynasty was full of civil and military officials, even if they had one-tenth of the duties and abilities of these people, the Ming Dynasty would not be in this situation. It also allowed Zhao Yu to see the changes that would definitely take place in the Ming Dynasty after the prince's registration, and he gained great confidence.

The so-called turning the tide before it falls is like helping the building before it collapses. It is not something that one person and one horse can do.

No matter how powerful Zhao Yu is, he is only a nineteen-year-old boy. Apart from being extremely good at fighting and killing, he has no experience at all in other aspects.

If you place your hopes on him alone, it only shows that the prince is also a fool.

But now it seems that Zhao Yu is relieved.

Then came the banquet.

It is also simple and not luxurious.

The prince has Zhao Gongming and has a lot of money. But it is of great use and must be used wisely. The prince's daily life and diet are no different from those of the emperor and empress.

In this regard, it was even more recognized by Zhao Yu.

As a prince and future emperor, if he does not have this kind of restraint, he will be incompetent.

The food is not plentiful and not luxurious. However, the prince got a few more jars of wine and let several people drink to their heart's content.

Banquets have always been a good time for communication.

After eating and drinking, the relationship between Zhao Yu and the four important people under the prince's seat became less strange and more close.

In particular, Wang Yisheng, who was probably a martial artist like Zhao Yu, even shouted to compete with Zhao Yu in the hall, and even helped him slightly.

After the martial arts competition, Wang Yisheng was heartily convinced, raised his hands and said sincerely: "Brother Zhao's martial arts has reached an unprecedented level, I am not as good as me!"

Li Yuqing listened to the side and said with a smile: "I heard before that Brother Zhao was outside the palace gate and scared a few idiots to the point of peeing with just one look. It was really satisfying."

Zhao Gongming only smiled and toasted to Zhao Yu.

Li Geng sighed: "It's just such a idiot who occupies a high position in the imperial court but does nothing to make the Ming Dynasty look like this. It's really heartbreaking."

Zhao Yu laughed and said: "His Royal Highness the Crown Prince and all the brothers, it's just ringworm and scabies, so why worry about not being able to calm down!?"

The prince raised his hands and laughed: "Well said! Come on, these are all brothers of Xiao Wang, win the battle!"

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When Zhao Yu walked out of the palace drunkenly, he still had a smile on his face.

This banquet was really relaxing. Neither the prince nor the other four people are ordinary people. Only dealing with such people is what Zhao Yu wants.

He opened his heart, and after he shouted, he also opened his heart.

Because of this relationship, it is naturally different.

In a happy mood and with empty steps, he returned to his house, fell down and fell asleep.

It wasn't even half an hour before I woke up.

When it comes to drinking, it's not like Zhao Yu has never drank before, but he doesn't drink much. In those old mountains and forests, where could so much wine come from? Often the master has to go out to the mountains to bring back one or two jars, and he has to plan carefully and drink carefully.

However, Zhao Yu is not afraid even if he drinks three or five bottles of wine. Hugh said that his body was so strong that there was nothing he could do about the drink. If you transport Qi and blood and evaporate the alcohol, you won't be drunk after a thousand cups.

It’s just that everyone will get drunk without being drunk, that’s what I say.

In a daze, Zhao Yu felt that this mortal world was not so boring.

When he woke up before 10 o'clock, Zhao Yu was full of energy. Without saying much, he went to the small school yard in the backyard to do some boxing and kicking, and then sat quietly to exercise his energy and blood, and explored his acupuncture points until the sun was born.

Zhao Yu has nothing to do today. When marching and fighting, food and grass come first. Li Geng and Zhao Gongming must make preparations before Zhao Yu can set off.

At ten o'clock in the afternoon, Wang Yisheng came.

Not to mention the exchange of martial arts.