Good morning Daming - Chapter 571: The Power of Execution in a Row

Chapter 572 The Power of Execution in a Row

It snowed last night. When Jiang Qingzhi woke up in the morning, he tilted his head and glanced out the window. He vaguely felt something white, and he couldn't help but smile.

"It's snowing, lady, it's snowing."

The weather is cold, and Li Tian has been rather sleepy lately. She turned over and said, "Don't bother me."

Jiang Qingzhi quickly put on his clothes, pushed the door open and went out. A chill came over him and he couldn't help shivering.

Everything in the yard was covered in snow, and the whole world was white.

It was quiet all around, as if there was no one around.

An old man in a straw hat and raincoat is fishing alone in the cold river under the snow. I feel the loneliness.

But Jiang Qingzhi's childishness came over him, he made a snowball and went back quietly.

"what!"

The screams of Lady Huating shook the backyard. The maids and servants rushed out of their rooms with their clothes on, and saw the distinguished Lord being driven out of his bedroom.

With a bang, the bedroom door closed.

"Everyone take a rest." Jiang Qingzhi laughed dryly.

Then everyone went back.

Li Tian slept for another quarter of an hour before waking up. She opened her eyes, touched her neck which still seemed cold, and couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"You are so grown up, but you are still like a child."

She dressed and went out, and saw a snowman outside. The snowman was crude, but its features were clear, especially its open mouth, which seemed to be smiling at her.

On the other side of the training ground, Jiang Qingzhi was running in circles, and Sun Chonglou was brandishing a heavy sword. Amid the whistling sound, no one dared to approach within three feet.

Dou Jialan was practicing boxing and kicking on the side, very methodical, but from time to time he would be laughed at by Sun Chonglou, who would then roll his eyes in response.

Xu Wei had a cloth wrapped around his head and was doing boxing slowly and leisurely.

Hu Zongxian's Tai Chi is still not very popular.

Old Xia Yan was taking a walk, mumbling something as he walked.

Duoduo, who was passing by, looked at these bored humans gracefully. There was a cat calling outside the window for a long time last night. Should he pamper it?

The cat's life is so charming that it attracts Duoduo to bow down... Jiang Qingzhi picked it up. Duoduo wanted to resist, but when he saw that it was the boss, he meowed.

"I can't run anymore." Jiang Qingzhi's forehead was covered with sweat, and he felt that his body was getting better and better.

Running is a good way to exercise your cardiopulmonary function. Since the second half of the year, Jiang Qingzhi has consciously increased his aerobic exercise, with remarkable results.

At breakfast, Jiang Qingzhi saw the fried bacon with zheergen and was overjoyed. "Where did zheergen come from?"

Li Tian said: "The cook dried the Houttuynia cordata and soaked it in water, and it turned out to be quite good."

The wisdom of the working people is endless. Jiang Qingzhi praised the chef and said that he would teach him a few of his best dishes later. He said that from then on he would be able to surpass the imperial chef and dominate the chef world in Beijing.

Spread the steaming glutinous rice, put the fried bacon with watercress in the middle, add some chopped dough sticks and pickled radish, and finally some maltose.

Roll it up, wrap it, open your mouth and take a big bite.

The smell of the radish rushed out, followed by the salty aroma of the bacon, the two blended together, extremely oily. But then there was a snap, and the fried dough sticks broke. Just when I felt a little greasy, the pickled radish was like an excellent defensive midfielder, filling in the gap in time...

Just when Jiang Qingzhi felt satisfied, a hint of sweetness mixed in, instantly adding the finishing touch...

"I ate too much." After walking out of the Bo's house, Jiang Qingzhi rubbed his lower abdomen.

"Uncle!"

Du He is here.

"Why are you blocking the door so early in the morning? Haven't you had dinner at home?" Jiang Qingzhi asked Du He with a sidelong glance.

I don't know what Du He has been busy with recently. He looks a little thinner. "We had a fat lamb for breakfast. We ate three lamb trotters and a lamb leg."

Hey!

This guy's appetite is better than mine... Jiang Qingzhi was a little envious, "What are you busy with recently?"

"Last time, Master Bo said that I was fat and would be a joke in battle." Du He walked side by side with him. "Well, I've been practicing in seclusion recently..."

Stop eating coal... Jiang Qingzhi took a look at this guy's belly, it was really flat.

Mr. Jiang couldn't help but feel envious again.

Du He bent his arms to show off his biceps, but then he deflated and his lower abdomen bulged again.

Jiang Qingzhi looked at his belly in disbelief, "It was so flat just now, but now it's like a fat man."

Du He laughed dryly and said, "I have been working on it for a long time at home, getting up early every day, but my belly won't get any smaller."

I have to eat a lamb leg for breakfast, plus three lamb trotters... plus the staple food, with this calorie intake, do you still want to lose weight?

"Last time I heard from Master that there will be big changes in the army from now on. Master, I am considered to be your close friend. What are these changes? Will there be opportunities to fight... Tell me about them!"

Du He came closer with a drooling look on his face.

Jiang Qingzhi said: "You will see the change before the end of the year. As for the opportunity to fight. Last year, Altan's tribe suffered heavy losses due to the snowstorm. I thought he would turn against the Ming Dynasty in the autumn and go south, but I didn't expect that guy to hold back. It can be seen that some internal conflicts have restrained him.

But the Altan tribe has had a hard time recently, and Altan seems to be sitting on a fire. The best way is to go south and give his subordinates an outlet."

"That is my Ming Dynasty?" Du He said: "The Beijing Guards are well organized, we should give them a head-on blow."

"The Beijing Guards are well organized, but they have never seen blood." Jiang Qingzhi walked out of Xin'an Lane and looked at the steaming stalls outside. "For soldiers who have never seen blood to go to the battlefield, it's like gambling. No one knows how they will perform."

Some of them seem murderous, but they collapse at the first touch.

"After all, it wasn't trained by Lord Bo alone." Du He sighed, "If all the guards of Beijing were handed over to Lord Bo to train, they would surely be as sharp as the Tiger Guards Left Guard."

"Continue." Jiang Qingzhi took out the medicinal cigarette.

Du He laughed dryly and said, "But this is taboo."

"It's good that you know it." Sun Chonglou and Dou Jialan glared at each other behind them. In the end, Dou Jialan couldn't stand that guy and came over to light a cigarette for Jiang Qingzhi.

"You should have been the one lighting the cigarette."

"I am the young master's personal bodyguard."

"Then what am I?"

"Cigarette light guard."

"Sun Chonglou..."

"Don't twist it! I know how to beat a woman, ah!"

Amid the howling, Jiang Qingzhi took a puff of medicinal smoke and said to Du He, "Old Du, it takes a thousand days to train an army, but only a moment to use it. Once the army is well trained, it must go to the battlefield and see blood. Otherwise, it will sooner or later become a mere decoration. I have a feeling that there will be an opportunity next year."

Du He said seriously: "As long as Master Bo gives an order, I, Old Du, will go through fire and water without hesitation."

Ministry of War.

Wang Yiqi held Jiang Qingzhi tightly and refused to let go.

"What have you done recently in the Huben Zuowei? You said it was a firearm, but the Huben Zuowei is not a firearms battalion. What you did... I went to ask His Majesty, but His Majesty was vague. What did you do?"

"You'll know after a while." Jiang Qingzhi raised his eyebrows. Old Wang understood the master's spirit and whispered, "Is it something new?"

Jiang Qingzhi raised his eyebrows again, and Lao Wang said happily: "Just then, the Jinyiwei sent a message saying that the Altan tribe expanded to the north, but encountered a fierce tribe in the ice and snow, and beat his subordinates to the ground. The Ministry of War is preparing to summon all the generals to discuss this matter. Will Chang Wei Bo teach them a lesson?"

"What's the benefit?"

"What good is there to talk about as a family..."

"Old Wang, the whole family must benefit. Forget about anything else. The Tiger Guards' Left Guards..."

"Don't." Wang Yiqi said with a bitter face, "Last time, I supplied a lot of meat to the Huben Zuowei, and the guards in the capital were full of complaints. If it happens again, those people will dare to block my guard room."

"Give me another hundred fat pigs."

"Kill me, please!"

"Do you really think I dare not do it?"

In the end, in exchange for eighty fat pigs, Jiang Qingzhi agreed to teach them a lesson.

"Wait until I come back from the Tiger Guards."

"Well...why not go after class?" Wang Yiqi said.

"Old Wang, don't even think about testing that thing." Jiang Qingzhi smiled and left.

Tiger Guard Left Guard.

Today is the day of testing.

Yan Xu and others wiped their armor clean as if they were going to be bridegrooms.

"I've met my uncle."

Jiang Qingzhi nodded and glanced at the generals, "You look pretty good, but it's not a good thing to have armor that's too bright."

"This..." Yan Xu was puzzled, "I don't know why?"

"In the battle, he will be easily discovered by the opponent's archers."

Jiang Qingzhi walked to the edge of the parade ground, and the Huben Zuowei had assembled.

"Three hundred muskets." Feng Yuan also came and said, "Each musket has been carefully inspected and tested. They are all good."

Jiang Qingzhi nodded, "Thank you for your hard work."

Looking at the haggard Feng Yuan, he said, "I am willing to serve you, my Lord."

Jiang Qingzhi said: "Take good care of yourself, we still have things to do later."

"Anything else?" Feng Yuan's eyes lit up.

His feelings towards firearms are probably equivalent to the passion of later generations towards games.

"Yes, there will be many."

Jiang Qingzhi ordered: "Set up the target, three hundred elite soldiers, line up!"

Three hundred of the best-drilled soldiers came out.

Each of them took a musket.

There were wooden targets standing in rows on the right, with three hundred soldiers lying sideways.

"It's three hundred steps away." Yan Xu said.

Jiang Qingzhi narrowed his eyes, stretched out his right hand, raised his thumb, and opened and closed his left and right eyes alternately. "A little over three hundred, around three hundred and thirty."

Someone measured it, turned around and shouted, "Three hundred and twenty-four steps."

"What's your method, sir?" Chen Bao asked.

"The distance measurement method will be left to you later."

"Thank you, sir." The generals were overjoyed.

"My Lord, the formation is in order!" Ma Fang reported loudly from the front.

Jiang Qingzhi nodded, "You probably have some guesses about the power of the volley gun. It is also a mystery whether it can block the opponent's attack on the battlefield. Let's solve this mystery today. Let's begin!"

"Yes, sir!" Ma Fang said loudly, and then walked to the side of the array.

"go ahead!"

Three hundred people lined up in three rows and moved forward in an orderly manner.

"Two hundred steps away!"

"One hundred and fifty steps away."

"One hundred steps away."

"Stop!"

Ma Fang drew his long knife.

The musketeers in the first row raised their muskets and aimed at the targets in front of them.

The long sword swung down suddenly.

"volley!"

One hundred men pulled the trigger at the same time, just as they had done in drill.