Ming dynasty grand dude

Even the shawls look heroic, especially Mr. Zhang.

He originally had excellent hair quality, and Miss Miao An spared no effort to keep his young master's hair quality.

Although Chi Hu'er doesn't care much about the quality of his hair, he doesn't plan to rely on his face for a living.

However, Sister Miao'an has practiced her relentless pursuit of beauty as a woman, which is embodied in the details of hair maintenance.

In order to achieve what she thought was the best conservation effect, Miao An took Tang Bohu and Zhou Jinshan to search for ancient books.

Not to mention, I really found a lot of recipes.

For example, the "Long Hair Moisturizing Prescription" contained in the "Taiping Shenghui Prescription" in the Northern Song Dynasty, and the "Ufa Evergreen Prescription" contained in the "Puji Prescription" in the early period of this dynasty.

In the end, the most suitable prescription was "Qibao Guangying Fatty Fat Recipe".

This formula uses tea oil and olive oil as the base, and the main formula is agarwood, sandalwood, ambergris, musk, frangipani...etc.

It is used for cleaning when bathing, and there is a special daily maintenance after bathing.

So much so that he couldn't usually see that Mr. Zhang's hair was so good, until he let it hang down.

His hair is as soft and shiny as black silk, and even exudes a slight fluorescence that makes people feel a little dazzled when they see it.

For example, Xiong Lieshan is like this now, Zhang Xiaogong couldn't help being a little dazzled when he walked past him.

Finally, two people slowly came out of the woods.

There was a little smile on Zhang Xiaogong's goose egg face, and he was very comforted that there was no news of anyone dying so far.

Because he is very clear, let alone this era, even in later generations, there will be death quotas for this kind of training.

And sometimes it really does die.

Initiating this kind of training in this era is actually taking a greater risk.

However, this is also one of the best solutions to select the elite and select soldiers who are good enough in terms of physical and psychological qualities.

Grandpa Zhang didn't have much time to prepare for this matter. Emperor Hongzhi might have the patience to wait for a year or even several years of training.

It is impossible for the courtiers to give him such a long time to train, he can only compress many items desperately.

The result of the compression was that the pressure these martial arts candidates faced increased sharply, and even Xiong Lieshan felt that he might not be able to bear it.

Fortunately, these martial arts candidates have survived, as long as they can walk out of the woods, they are considered qualified.

That's how Xiong Lieshan sees it, and the tiger-headed old Duke sees it that way.

Even if Young Master Zhang is unwilling, he must see it this way.

They have to go through too much in a week, trekking long distances, trekking in armor, surviving in the wild, leading the team to perform combat missions...

It's even a good idea to fight with the veterans who are recharging their energy, to ensure energy and stability, to complete musket shooting and bow and arrow shooting.

"Under the bid...Xu Tai Xu Boqian, come and pay the order!"

What surprised Young Master Zhang was that Xu Tai and Zhou Zijiang, who were almost in the same situation, arrived together.

Zhou Zijiang even gave Xu Tai a push, telling him to hurry up and do the top report.

Xu Tai gritted his teeth and wanted to help him along, dragging Zhou Zijiang with a pale face to the carriage.

"Under the bid... Zhou Shou Zhou Zijiang, come to pay the order..."

Young Master Zhang nodded to them, and then some instructors from the academy came and took them to a camp tent behind the carriage.

There are doctors over there to check their physical conditions and see if they are injured and if they need to apply medicine.

By the way, I also poured them a bowl of prepared warm ginger and brown sugar soup, and the big marching pot beside it was already boiling sterilized herbal water.

The camp tents were set up one by one, and they needed to wash their bodies inside.

One after another, martial arts candidates stumbled out, and I have to say that the training during this period of time was still very effective.

At least none of this group of martial arts candidates was eliminated or failed, all of them were very stubborn.

Knew it!This person just needs to practice a bit, otherwise you don't know how durable they are.

Grandpa Zhang sighed in his heart that he could increase the amount of training in the future.

If this group of Wu Jinshi knew what Zhang Xiaogong was thinking, they would probably all cry.

Sir!Ancestors!You can be yourself...

The second batch of twins from the Yang family arrived as expected. The two brothers stumbled and looked more miserable than the refugees.

The clothes on them were all rotten, and they escaped almost naked.

His body was full of bruises, bruises, and scratches...but the parts were intact, his teeth were bared, his face was as white as a ghost.

After reporting the report and clicking the button, the two of them went to repair and check as if they were about to cry.

Young Master Zhang did not leave until it was dark and the last batch of martial arts candidates finally arrived before he let out a sigh of relief.

Many of the Wu Juzis who finally relaxed fell asleep in the bathtub, and did not eat with sleepy eyes until they were called out.

Considering that many of them had just experienced ups and downs and hunger, they made light porridge.

Some coarse grains were even added to it, and everyone got on the carriage and hurried back to the academy after mixing with water.

Although everyone was very curious about the black military uniform worn by Mr. Zhang and the instructors.

But discipline taught them not to ask when they shouldn't.

Back in the barracks, everyone was driven back to sleep.

But early the next morning, before daylight, they were woken up again.

The first thing to wake them up is to let them take a bath again.

He asked to wash his whole body carefully, and even distributed new Yizi for this purpose.

All the martial arts candidates were immediately awed, they had already guessed that the matter was not simple.

No one objected, and everyone went to the bathroom in silence to wash themselves seriously and carefully.

After they came out, they saw the instructors standing outside the bathroom holding the military uniform they had seen yesterday with solemn faces.

Let them teach them one by one how to put on and how to tie the hole.

Even the hair needs to be oiled and helped each other comb it well.

Everyone was given a bun with a copper taotie pattern, which was used to tie the hair on the back of the head to prevent it from falling out.

When everyone was finally ordered to assemble, they saw Young Master Zhang standing on a high platform wearing the same military uniform as them.

"First of all, congratulations!"

Young Master Zhang looked at them, saluted with a solemn expression and boxed his chest: "All of you have passed the final assessment!"

"Congratulations! You are worthy of being the best soldiers in this empire! I salute you!"

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Chapter 353 The first graduation of the Military Academy, the conferment ceremony of Emperor Hongzhi

The words of Mr. Zhang Xiaogong directly made the martial arts below... No!Now it is Wu Jinshi.

They are all Jinshi now, and they are no longer the former candidates.

Wu Jinshi listened to Zhang Xiaogong's words, and watched him salute to himself solemnly.

The first reaction was to straddle and return the salute, and then the eye sockets turned red all of a sudden.

Only they know the suffering they have suffered, and only they know how they live these days.

On the first day of entering the academy, they saw the line of big characters behind Mr. Zhang at the first collective training:

Here, the most comfortable day is always yesterday.

Sure enough, the following days were not bad at all as mentioned above.

Every morning, it is necessary to run for ten miles wearing armor and supplies to refresh your mind, and to beat each other for half an hour while wearing armor to refresh your mind.

After breakfast, I have to digest food. It's okay if it's not Devil's Week.

If you meet them and don't know why it is designated as a seven-day "Devil Week", it will be really bad luck.

Eating a steamed bun is not safe, and from time to time a few old soldiers jump out with sticks and rush over to start masturbation.

When he was caught, he was beaten up and his face was full of peach blossoms, and he was dragged miserably to clean up.

Refreshing the mind and digesting the food is over, and the next step is to shoot guns and practice cannons.

Why is Zhou Zijiang so accurate when he hits a target [-] paces away? !

Because he hit all kinds of fixed targets and moving targets in the academy, he was about to throw up, and he didn't know how many huǒ yà he had knocked out.

Now this matchlock gun is not the kind of modern gun with a spring to slow down the recoil of later generations, even if it is the kind that hits too many people, it can't stand it.

Zhou Zijiang beat his shoulders so high that they became callused, one can imagine how hard he worked.

They also use a lot of artillery, but except for the artillery department, everyone else uses small cannons and rapid-fire cannons.

Since I didn't know how to aim at the beginning, now it's basically [-] out of [-] bombardment stomps within [-] steps.

How much has been paid for this, only they themselves know.

Riding a war horse to chop and chop, and using a long spear to pick up a wooden pile, it looks very cool.

But it's not fun to ride until you become bow-legged, and the side of your thigh is all worn out and you walk with a limp.

How many times they fell on the chariot, the countless scars all over their bodies silently explained what they had experienced.

From time to time, those instructors who are like dogs will gather in the middle of the night and attack the camp at night, and they will have to eat weapons if they relax a little.

Those who beat them are often jumpy, and these old scumbags are extremely accurate.

It can not only kill you in pain, but also ensure that you will not be injured until you cannot train the next day.

Gritting my teeth and walking to Devil Week, those seven days were a hellish life...

"You are worthy of the military uniform you are wearing, so... you are qualified to let His Majesty confer on you today!!"

Hearing these words, if it was in the past, these Wu Jinshi below would definitely explode.

However, their bodies are trembling with excitement now, but they still maintain silence and solemnity.

Grandpa Zhang stood with his hands behind his back, straddled the high platform and said in a deep voice: "The auditorium, Your Majesty, and all the officials of the Imperial Army are coming!"

"Today... the glory belongs to you!"

Looking at the bearded and burly men below, the general uniforms prop up the men standing upright like qiāng.

Young Master Zhang suddenly felt very emotional. Not long ago, they were still a group of silly and heroic characters.

Even a disciple like Xu Tai, who was born in a military family, only showed a slight gesture of prohibition.

There is an absolute world of difference from the men with military backgrounds of the later generations.

However, after this period of intensive training, discipline has penetrated into the bones of each of them.

Only by working as a team can they survive on the battlefield, which they know better than anyone else.

The battle outside Jinyang has greatly tempered this team, so they can completely obey orders and prohibitions now.

Just relying on this point, they are already much stronger than all the troops in the entire Ming Dynasty.

"As your instruction, I hope you should know..."

Standing on the high platform, Mr. Zhang Xiaogong straddled straight, looking at the Wu Jinshi below with his hands behind his back, saying word by word.

"Today is just the beginning of your journey of thousands of miles!"

"The road ahead is long, and life is longer. There will inevitably be difficulties and obstacles, temptations and traps, confusion and injustice..."

Zhang Xiaogong, Yuchihu, looked at them with the pair of red phoenix and peach blossoms, and said very sincerely and seriously, word by word.

"If you encounter this situation, just ask the military uniform on your body, and ask yourself: Is it easy to walk so hard?! Have you changed your original intention?!"

"Today is only the beginning, but not the end..."

Under the high stage, the bearded and bearded men with the imposing manner of a tiger and leopard looked at the Jade Chihu on the stage with burning eyes.

"Until the coffin is built, there will be no conclusion. I only hope that after [-] or [-] years, I can meet you here again!"

After saying this sentence, Grandpa Zhang solemnly saluted him with his fist.