I am not Song Qinzong

"This is the Marquis of Zuoban Yu in front of the palace, and Chen Zhenpeng, the commander of the prince's bodyguard and personal army." Yu Ren said, pointing to the person at the front.

"I have seen His Royal Highness the Prince." Chen Zhenpeng saluted again.

"I got wind disease occasionally, but I haven't recovered yet. You are all people on the left and right. You must recognize it. That's why we gather here to identify it. It doesn't need to be too polite." Zhao Huan said.

All the troops should go down.

Yu Ren continued to introduce: "This is the commander in front of the palace, the commander of the Prince's army, Zhan Tianshen and Bingchen..."

These are three high-ranking officers. In addition, a Yulong Zhidu with four generals on his head will form a group, and the remaining two hundred will be communications soldiers.

Basically, the personal guards are all officers, and there are no ordinary soldiers.

That is to say, there are few people, and no matter how large the scale is, even the titles are enough to be remembered.

50 people, the introduction time is not long.

However, everyone in the team was already relaxed, as if they hadn't woken up.

Crowds, embroidered pillows, silvery wax-head guns...

With an army like this, not to mention fighting the Jurchens, it would be enough to fight the four bandits.

The prince's army is selected from the best of the forbidden army, and if it is like this, one can imagine how useless the Tokyo forbidden army is.

It's no wonder that when the Jurchen soldiers approached the city, the original body could only make peace.

Count on this kind of troops, hehe...

After Yu Ren's introduction, Zhao Huan cleared his throat and said, "Everyone, I have to get out of the catastrophe. If I get a new life, I also hope to see you and others."

"His Royal Highness, please clarify." Chen Zhenpeng said.

"In the future, you will concentrate on practicing martial arts and martial arts in the military formation, and you must not slack off. In the evening, you also need to be able to read and write, count and count."

Seeing that everyone was stunned, Zhao Huan added: "In my spare time, I also practice with you, and the evening lectures are also presided over by me."

What can the guard say?I can only "follow His Highness the Prince's order".

Zhao Huan looked around and said: "At the moment, first level this place and use it as a place for you to perform martial arts."

"Yes!"

All the troops should go down.

After a while, servants brought all kinds of tools, and the guards rolled up their sleeves and started working.

Many servants also came to help.

There are many servants in the Prince's East Palace, not to mention tailors, carpenters, cooks, grooms, coachmen, etc., there are also thirty or fifty chores for cleaning and watering, as well as eunuchs sent from the palace, guests raised by the Prince, and even an opera troupe. .

After careful calculation, the total number is no less than four hundred.

Fortunately, the big head was paid by the court, otherwise the prince really couldn't afford it.

The disadvantage is that loyalty is guaranteed, but it is difficult to give up.

Just like Zhan Tianshen, he was assigned the post of Zuoban Yuhou in front of the palace, and his salary was also given by the court.

In such a situation, how could Zhan Tianshen risk his life to work with the prince?

This is a system, in case the prince grows bigger and threatens the monarchy, Zhao Huan can't change it.

All he can do is to train this army to be more elite.

As for completely subduing it, it will take some thinking.

Those who cut down trees cut down trees, those who pull out flowers, whether plum, bamboo, chrysanthemum orchid, or green pines and green willows, all are not left behind.

The crowd was in full swing, and Zhao Huan wandered around.

It is a pity that such a beautiful courtyard has been bulldozed before we can see enough.

However, the Jurchens would not appreciate such beauty.

Unknowingly, Zhao Huan wandered to a field of flowers.

The leaves are green, the flowers are colorful, and the stems are very beautiful.

"What flower is this?" Zhao Huan asked.

Yu Ren said: "This is a hibiscus flower. Li Taibai has a poem saying: 'It used to be a hibiscus flower, but now it is a heartbroken grass. Use sex to serve others, how long can you get it.' That's what I said about this flower."

This is the devil's flower, it's best not to touch it, Zhao Huan thought secretly.

Seeing that the flower was living in a corner and would not hinder the performance of martial arts, after hesitating for a while, Zhao Huan ordered to stay.

There is nothing wrong with being stupid.

Although it was early summer, the sun was rising and it was quite hot, and because it was not yet well, Zhao Huan was sweating constantly.

At this point, he really wanted a drink with ice.

"Is there an ice cellar in the mansion?" Zhao Huan asked.

"To save money, no ice has been stored this year." Yu Ren replied.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Huan arranged and said: "Prepare saltpeter, I will use it to make ice, and it may be a source of money."

Yuren was overjoyed when he heard the words, and said: "Such a confidential matter, you should arrange your confidants to handle it. How about sending Wei Yong there, what do you think of the prince?"

Wei Yong was recommended by Yu Ren. Although he was just a concierge, he was smart and reliable.

"Let him go, I have nothing to worry about." Zhao Huan agreed.

Seeing that everyone was sweating profusely, Zhao Huan ordered to rest and wait for the afternoon to cool before continuing.

In gratitude, Zhao Huan turned back to the backyard.

"The prince has just recovered from a serious illness, and he is not yet safe, why bother to supervise under the scorching sun."

Before entering the door, Zhu Lian came out to greet her and complained.

"It doesn't matter, the spirit will be much better after some exercise." Zhao Huan smiled.

How did this gentle woman know the misery she was about to face.

Don't know, don't worry.