Chapter 73
Chapter 73
In the Forbidden Army Camp, Xiao Yiran was wearing a dark blue robe and his long hair was combed with a jade crown. He wandered around a few times. He curled his lips and looked at Xue Ping behind him, pointing to a group of officials and eunuchs squatting there with their upper body bare.
"Xue Ping, are you going to train them to become masters of martial arts? And then fly around the walls of the palace every day as geckos? Your brains have been eaten by dogs, right?"
Xue Ping twitched the corner of his mouth, a little unclear about what he did wrong.
"Why did your lord say that?" Even in the military camp, they should start from the basic skills, and this group of officials' children are all empty airs and no substance.
Xiao Yiran went into the opinion room, sat at the table and took out a notebook from his arms and threw it to him, grinning, "Follow this instruction, take the test every three months, if someone fails the test, let him go."
This is the son and young master who is favored at home, without the slightest sense of crisis, if they are only allowed to train, they will not be able to meet the requirements.
He snorted, got up and went out again.
"Let's go and meet these young masters."
Xue Ping gathered a group of people together, and Xiao Yiran stood on the stage, looking at them with his hands behind his back.
There are hundreds of people in a group, and there are eldest sons and second sons in every family, all of whom were selected by Yin Tianqi.Want to come in and mix money?impossible.
"I stand here today to tell you that I intend to accompany you to train here all the time. I came here to win glory for myself and my family, not to earn the military salary from the court. Being a guard of the imperial army in the palace is not as comfortable as being a young master at home, so stand up now."
It didn't take much effort, but everyone in the audience heard what he said.
Not to mention, there were really a few sons who came out of the queue, and they sneered.
"It's just relying on climbing on the dragon bed to confer a prince with a different surname. I really think of myself as a relative of the emperor!"
"Pfft." As soon as he said those words, he fell to the ground with a bloody hole in his throat.
The hundred people in the audience froze for a moment, panicked, terrified, and unbelievable.
They didn't expect that just such a sentence would kill Xiao Yiran on the stage.
Throwing down a few small round pebbles in his hand, Xiao Yiran chuckled with the corners of his mouth up, "How can this king not allow you to clamor, come here, you must know that this king is the law, this king is the sky , I cannot tolerate your doubts."
With a wave of his hand, the few people who had just turned into corpses knelt on the ground, and no one had a bloody hole in one leg.
"This is a lesson, and I'm telling you again, since you don't care about the name of the Imperial Guard, then go home and be disabled for the rest of your life and let your family look up to you." Xiao Yiran clapped his hands, and immediately several black shadows appeared on the injured next to the people, and then grabbed and lifted them up and out of the way.
A group of people's scalps are numb.
This group of people has not been in the palace yet, so they don't know the status of this Jade Prince, but when they came here, they were called by their grandfather or father to say something, this Jade Prince must not be offended of.
And what Xiao Yiran showed just now really scared them.They don't want to be crippled and carried back like those few people, it's shameful, shameful.
"Does any of you want to go back? If not, Commander Xue will tell you about the training starting tomorrow. Three months later, you will still be here. This king will give you a test. If you pass the test, you will be able to get a million dollars in silver." Two, if you are eliminated, sorry, you will be posted a notice on the gate of the imperial city, and your family will lose face.
That's all the words of this king, whether you want fame and money or ruined reputation, it's up to you. With a wave of his hand, Xiao Yiran turned and left.
After he left, a group of people were still standing there, but they didn't make a sound for a long time because of some of his words.
No one in the imperial city has more face. It would be fine if he was just driven home, but a notice was posted for everyone to see, then...
The consequences were not what they wanted.
Yingxiao appeared behind Xiao Yiran and cupped his hands, "Little master, do you have anything to tell your subordinates."
"Tell him, I killed a dude, don't say I didn't tell him in advance." Xiao Yiran glanced at Ying Xiao, chuckled, "Do you also think I've gone too far?"
Yingxiao followed him back, without saying a word.
In fact, Xiao Yiran didn't do anything wrong, it was just a little too ruthless.
Xiao Yiran sneered, stood still and looked back at him, "Yingxiao, how do you live your life? How are your dark guards selected? I don't ask them to obey His Majesty like you, but I want them to have only one belief, The palace is their home, and they want to defend it."
If they can't even deal with these forbidden troops, how can they continue training in other barracks.If within three months, these people are still standing like this, then take them all to the imperial city and parade them in the streets!
Post what notice?Waste of paper!
Yingxiao admired Xiao Yiran's words very much. Although their secret guards had only one master, His Majesty, they were deeply impressed by the actions of this little master.
The fact that he has today's status is not just because he won the heart of the dragon, but because of the things he has done, none of which are not for His Majesty's consideration.
To put it bluntly, in this dynasty, except for Xiao Yiran, there is no one who loves His Majesty more than him.
His Majesty is everything to him, even above all else.
He has never seen the process of Xiao Yiran becoming a medicine man, but Qu Jiang knows, and they have heard of it, that kind of torture is not something ordinary people can bear, so from this point of view, Xiao Yiran's perseverance at a young age has already made them Admire.
"Tomorrow when the drum is played, watch them. If anyone stays in bed or doesn't gather within a quarter of an hour, you will carry out the whipping yourself. Ten lashes per person."
Xiao Yiran waved him down, he had to go to bed early, and he had to set an example tomorrow.
Well, as long as he is not by Yin Tianqi's side, basically he will not have time to sleep.
Yingxiao saluted, turned and left.
Before leaving, I still smacked my lips, thinking that I can show my skills tomorrow.
It really made Yingxiao look forward to it. Basically, out of the 100 imperial guards, 90 didn't get up, and even if the other ten got up, they didn't even put on their robes and stood in the empty school field.
Xiao Yiran sat lazily on the chair by the high platform, pursing his lips and chuckling lightly.
He didn't speak, just watched a group of people arrive late, and even complained reluctantly.
Surprisingly patient, Xiao Yiran drank the warm ginseng soup to drive away the cold, smacked his lips, and waved his hands when he saw them all coming. Except for the ten people in the group, they all fell to the ground because of his waving action. But no strength.
Xiao Yiran chuckled, and glanced at Yingxiao who was standing beside him holding a whip.
"Commander Xue may not have told you yesterday, but in the future, if any of you do not show up on the school grounds within a quarter of an hour after the sound of the drum, then ten lashes, today..." He paused and looked at the group of people who were looking up. The man whose head couldn't stand up smiled lightly, "Come on, ten lashes, you'll be able to get up after the beating."
Yingxiao flicked off the whip with a snap, walked up to the first person cheerfully, raised her hand, and lowered the whip. The strength and the sound of hitting the flesh made a group of big men tremble.
They knew that from today onwards, they would either become talented or... be beaten to death.
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