Chapter Seventy-Six: Military Song
"Okay, okay, I said eldest sister, don't cry, you don't know how to be blessed in the midst of blessings!" The strong man next to him who was quite knowledgeable couldn't stand the noise, and couldn't help but speak.
"Huh?" His fresh rhetoric was very effective, and the woman stopped crying, and asked, "What are you talking about, big brother?" ”
As soon as he was asked, the strong man's talkative temperament came up again, and he pointed to Luo Yangxing, who was just retreating, and said, "See, this master, Jinyiwei, is still a hundred households." Look over there, oh, the one standing in front of everyone, this leader, at a glance, you can see that it is the leader of this team. Look at the clothes your son is wearing, the mandarin duck jacket on the outside, and the leather armor on the inside, the absolute treatment of a family. ”
The strong man has a broad view, and he pointed fingers, and recognized everything present, "The general who can call the Jinyi Guard, absolutely this." He gave a thumbs up.
"Your third son, you are blessed to be with such a general." After speaking, the strong man shook his head and left, "If I had such a general.........
"This ......" The little daughter-in-law, the woman, and his nephew were stunned for a while, "My third son has a future?" ”
"Let's go!"
After beating Liu Wei's military stick, Zhu Youxiao returned to the head of the platoon, and with an order, the team set off again. And Liu Wei returned to the team, still standing in his original position, limping along. Although his legs and feet were a little inconvenient, his movements were still very standard, and he walked and swung his arms, completely keeping up with the rhythm of the team.
He also resisted his desire to turn back, lowered his head, didn't look at it, and hurried away with his head down. He really didn't dare to make it again, and if he made such a serious mistake, it was estimated that he would really be kicked out.
Every night's cultural education, in addition to literacy and literacy, will also be mixed with the study of discipline regulations, which is completely Zhu Youxiao's own learning regulations in his previous life, combined with the current reality, little by little, very comprehensive, battle formations, queues, housekeeping, daily life are all wrapped.
And these are slowly handed over to them on weekdays, although it is only the beginning, but in the hearts of these teenagers, the concept of discipline must not be violated. The three major disciplines and eight regulations were also put forward by him in this process, as the most direct disciplinary regulations, and let them abide by them.
The various punitive measures in the training, and the ears of the instructors in Tsing Yi at night, all let the idea of abiding by discipline and discipline being the greatest deeply rooted in my heart.
After such a scene, the whole team was dull, only the rustling sound of walking, everyone was buried in the road, and it seemed that even the waist was a little bent. Zhu Youxing himself was also a little worried, so he let Luo Yangxing's subordinates open the way in front, while he carried a big backpack and watched before and after.
With his strength, this rucksack is basically out of the way, and it is easy to carry. Carrying a spear, he kept making rounds. He also saw the dreary atmosphere of the team.
"You can't go on like this, you have to find a way, otherwise your morale will be ruined if you go on like this." Scanning back and forth, Zhu Youxiao frowned and thought silently.
Suddenly, he thought of a solution.
"I'll teach you how to sing!" He was angry and said loudly. Under his control, the sound spread throughout the team, making it heard by all.
"Singing?"
The boys were puzzled and looked up at him.
"The name of this song is very simple, it is to sing our three disciplines and eight attentions!" Zhu Youxiao explained, and then began to start.
"The forbidden army of the East Palace should pay attention to each one, and pay attention to the three major disciplines and eight points." The familiar tune came out of Zhu Youxiao's mouth, he changed it slightly, and replaced the four words of revolutionary soldiers with the forbidden army of the East Palace, and the anachronistic places in the back were also changed by him, although it sounded a little strange to later generations, but it did not affect the singing.
"The forbidden army of the East Palace should pay attention to each one, and pay attention to the three major disciplines and eight points." After Zhu Youxiao finished singing, some people sang along, but the voice was a little sparse, and most people were embarrassed to speak.
"Everyone sings, everyone opens their mouths!" Zhu Youxiao shouted again, and then repeated the first sentence to the side. This time, there were more people singing along, and the tone was more neat.
"First of all, all actions are commanded and we can win only when we are in unison!" Zhu Youxiao sang another sentence, and the whole team sang along. In this way, he sang a sentence, the teenagers learned a sentence, and soon the whole song was finished. The key of this song is very simple, every lyric is the same key, and I remember it at once.
"Come, I'll start, everyone sing along, all over again."
"The forbidden army of the East Palace should pay attention to each one, and pay attention to the three major disciplines and eight points." The melodious singing gradually resounded, and under the influence of the singing, the teenagers suddenly became energetic, and there was no malaise just now.
The whole song was sung by Zhu Youxiao in modern Mandarin, which is somewhat different from Beijing dialect, but fortunately, during class, the instructors in Tsing Yi have always spoken this voice, they are also Beijingers, and Mandarin itself is defined and standardized based on Beijing dialect, they don't need to learn it, they can basically understand it. What's more, after so many months, whether it is Zhu Youxiao or Instructor Tsing Yi, they are all saying this, they have long been used to it, although they are still a little stammering, but this does not affect singing.
Mandarin is also what Zhu Youxiao wants to promote, but he is currently small and weak, and can only implement it within his own sphere of influence, such as those eunuchs, such as his Donggong soldiers. Since it is innovation, then everything is new, we must break the old things, create our own unique new culture, and popularize them, otherwise why is he so thankless.
After singing this song several times, seeing that they were still not addicted, Zhu Youxiao taught two more songs, one "Unity is Strength" and one "We Are Soldiers", each song is so inspiring and so morale-boosting.
The three songs were sung over and over again, and the time passed unconsciously, and the road was passed by them unconsciously, and the time slowly ran to noon. After asking about Luo Yangxing's current location, Zhu Youxiao roughly estimated that he had only walked about forty kilometers now.
From the morning to now, they have walked for about five hours, at a speed of eight kilometers per hour, and they are carrying so many supplies on their backs, it is already very certain that according to his prediction, they will arrive in Tianjin in the dark. It's winter now, and it's completely dark at about six o'clock, and the distance between Tianjin and Beijing is almost 120 kilometers.
If he wants to follow his original plan, he will have to rush in the dark.
"This is just right, exercise the ability to march at night. There is just a lot of preparation to be done. Zhu Youxiao lowered his head and thought for a while, and then called Luo Yangxing over, "Luo Baihu, you pat a few of your subordinates, go to the salt farm, and let Wang Wenyan prepare food and hot water for two hundred people." Leave the rest alone, just food and hot water. ”
"Yes, my subordinates obey." After receiving the order, Luo Yangxing went down to arrange, he directly discharged four people in one breath, two people in a group, divided into two groups, he didn't know whether Wang Wenyan was in Changlu or in the salt field at this moment, so he could only arrange it like this.
Although Changlu Town is close to the salt field, it is also thirty or forty kilometers, and although the fast horse is also a matter of more than an hour, His Highness's affairs cannot be delayed.
"Stop moving, rest where you are, and have lunch." After coming to a place with a gentle hillside, Zhu Youxiao shouted and ordered the entire team to stop.
The team did not stop, but dispersed in an orderly manner by class, each found a place, took out the oiled paper cloth in the backpack, and put it on the ground, Zhu Youxiao was very concerned about the safety and hygiene of the team.
After they were all seated, the boys took out their dry food, boiled it in a wooden kettle, and began to eat lunch. The dry food is a kind of pancake, which is a little hard when it is lit, but it is still salted, seasoning, and beef cubes, and it tastes very good, salty and fragrant, and beef, although the cake is cold, the teenagers still eat it with relish.
They are all from poor families, and the current cake is really similar to what they ate when they were eating, even more than most people eat during the New Year, and they can't afford to eat beef during the New Year.
Seeing that everyone was having lunch, Zhu Youxiao found an open space in the middle where he could see the overall situation, untied his backpack, and took out the dry food he had prepared.
The same cake as the teenagers, the same cold and white.
At this time, the teenagers who had planned to see what His Royal Highness the Imperial Sun was going to eat were stunned. Luo Yangxing, who had seen it over there, was also stunned. The teenagers don't have any bad intentions, they just want to have a long experience, see what the royal bigwigs eat, and blow it to others in the future.
But they never expected that their Royal Highness the Grand Sun would eat exactly the same as them, and suddenly, an indescribable taste swirled in their hearts and mouths, and even some people's eyes were inexplicably moist.
Li Yuyu, who was born in a military family, felt the most profoundly, even if his father was only a small hundred, but the party was also put up, and he would not eat with his subordinates at all, let alone eat the same thing.
"Your Highness, do you want to go down and roast some game around?" Luo Yangxing, who was next to him, leaned over and asked quietly.
"No, don't be too troubled!" Seeing him like this, Zhu Youxiao's tone couldn't help but be a little stern, and his eyes swept over like a sword.
"Your Highness, don't blame, your subordinates know that they are wrong." Luo Yangxing was shocked, and secretly screamed that the horse's fart slapped on the horse's leg.
At such a moment of winning the hearts of the army, how can we give up halfway.
Usually, due to the need to practice martial arts, you have to eat better, and it is also a reason of identity, so you have to pay a little attention to it, and eat separately. But if you come out and pay attention to it, then you are really an idiot. Looking at the young men around him who were a little moved, Zhu Youxiao decided that in the future, all the officers in the team must eat with the soldiers, and eat the same thing, and they are not allowed to open a small stove, and he himself is no exception. Except that he was stationed in the palace, he was treated the same as officers and soldiers everywhere, including himself.
took out the notebook, and Zhu Youxiao silently wrote down this article, planning to add it to the Taoist code in the future.