Every morning, when the city gate was opened, they would see a group of soldiers who had just circled the city, and their bodies were like chickens in soup, shouting neat slogans in their mouths and running past them with neat steps.

In just half a month of training, this new army has already seen its first hints, and Zhao Chen's systematic training for later generations is aimed at strengthening their comprehensive ability, especially discipline.

Half a month of training, turning over and over again every day, is the same training, even eating, walking, and even sleeping, Zhao Chen is strengthening their discipline.

As a result, in the half-month training time, in the conscious strengthening, this kind of discipline began to gradually become prominent in this 1,000 people who had no discipline at all in an inertial way.

And this kind of prominence, especially in the afternoon military formation training, is even more obvious.

In the past, the training of military formations relied on the main general to play the flag above, and the following relied on many low-level officers to lead and correct, and the process was very difficult, especially when facing a new military formation, it could simply make the main general lose patience.

However, with this kind of subtle discipline, when training the military formation again, the non-commissioned officers will habitually pay attention to the companions around them, and do not need the officers to correct their mistakes at all.

There is nothing in the discipline of one person, and there is nothing in the discipline of ten people, but when a thousand people are in the habit of obeying discipline at the same time, the terribleness will be shocking.

And that's just the beginning!

Niu Jinda was like a treasure, his mouth was almost to the root of his ears, and in his eyes at Zhao Chen, there was something flashing that made Zhao Chen's back chill, like a little lamb. Topped by a greedy hunter.

The generals were staring at the new barracks, and the horror of this first sight had reached their ears, and their hopes were increased, so the carriages came and went to the new barracks. It's even more endless.

Zhao Chen stayed in the new military camp for half a month, and when this kind of training began to become a daily routine, he would take time out every afternoon to go to the construction site of the school palace.

The foundation of the school palace has been completed, the foundation is several meters deep, and the reinforced concrete structure is all used, not to mention building a school palace on it. It's a skyscraper, and Zhao Chen estimates that this kind of foundation is no problem.

The architectural style of the school palace is close to the architecture of the Tang Dynasty, but it is all made of reinforced concrete, and the red building is green tile, antique, although it is brick and stone. But it doesn't look cold at all.

There is a huge drawing hanging on the construction site, on which is a flat panorama of the school palace. At the foot of Mt. Li. A huge school palace, which is marked with teaching buildings, libraries, staff dormitories, and a laboratory building, all of which are antique buildings.

At the back of the school palace, there is a huge playground, and on the edge of the playground, it is planted with tall pines and cypresses. In the shadows of the trees, a sparkling lake is hidden behind the green trees.

However, the construction period here is not yet complete, and the location of the lake on the drawings. It is still a strange rock, and when the previous construction period is completed, a lake center will be dug up there, and the water of Yongjia Canal will be injected into the lake.

The huge drawings are hung on the construction site every day, and the people of Chang'an who come to the construction site every day will habitually stand under the huge map, stop and watch for a while, and then go to the construction site in high spirits.

This is a place where their children will study in the future, beautiful and not like words, can they read and write in such a place, can they be small in the future?

The drawings are naturally from Zhao Chen's hand, which is the result of him and the Mo family and the people who lost the family last winter on the fourth floor every day.

Whether it is the public loser or the Mo family, they are undoubtedly the masters of architecture in this era, but they used to compete with wood, and now it is time to replace them with cement masonry.

Architecture is an extremely complex science, which involves the application of physics and arithmetic.

It's just that there was no systematic and clear induction before, but now with the knowledge brought by Zhao Chen, the previous knowledge is systematized and standardized, so the people of the two families immediately absorb it like a sponge.

The materials of the building are different, the density increases, and the mechanics have undergone fundamental changes, so whether it is the public loser or the Mo family, in front of the new building, they have re-learned, and the school palace has become their experimental teaching material.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter, it's just May, the day is scorching and burning, there is a scorching breath floating in the air, when the breeze blows, a hot heat rushes to the face, making people feel a sense of suffocation.

Zhao Chen sorted out the place in the backyard, moved all the recliners and sun umbrellas there, and under the recliners were two buckets of cold ice.

It's just that, even so, he is still irritable and uncomfortable in his heart, especially listening to the constant sound of the water and land law field outside, Zhao Chen feels that he has a desire to kill.

Zhenguan's two-year drought finally came inevitably, and in the two months after the spring sowing, there were a few light rains in the middle, and the ground was just wet, and it was hurriedly put away.

The spring rain is as precious as oil, and without the fields watered by the spring rain, the wheat seedlings that have just broken through the soil are scorched by the scorching sun, and they crawl listlessly on the ground, wilting, and looking obviously malnourished.

If this continues, it won't be long before the wheat seedlings will completely die in the ground due to the loss of moisture.

The dark clouds always gather and disperse, obviously a large area of dark clouds slowly gather overhead, but before the thunder sounds, it will suddenly tear a big hole in the middle of the dark clouds, and the sunlight will shoot out from inside, and the large blue sky will gradually drive away the dark clouds.

The atmosphere of Chang'an City has begun to change quietly, and everyone's face has a gloomy cloud, just like the wheat seedlings scorched by the scorching sun in the crop field, wilting and lifeless.

As a result, the Buddhists and Taoists in Chang'an City began to chant and practice daily and night, praying that the gods they believed in could bring a little nectar to the world.

The people are ignorant, especially in the past two months of scorching sun, the people began to pour into the various Taoist temples and Buddhist temples in Chang'an, and all the copper coins that they had saved during this period of time were selflessly dedicated to those Taoist priests and monks.

Zhao Chen's heart was like a fire burning, and the idea of killing people floated through his heart again and again.

The money was life-saving money, it was the life money left for the people, and they worked hard for two months in order to use the money to buy food at the end of the year, but now they are all in Buddhist temples and Taoist temples.

Whether it is the school palace or Li Chengqian's construction site, now, they have canceled the habit of paying wages every day, and they have recorded their names and distributed them together at that time.

It's not too late to make amends!

Zhao Chen regrets dying now, he thought of almost everything at the beginning, but he only missed the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, and a lot of money used to save lives has now become the sesame oil money of the two families of Buddhism and Taoism.

Some of the money was used, and the remaining part of the money was used for future rituals, and the ignorant people were willing to do it.

Not only did he give the money he had saved so hard to the two Buddhist and Taoist families, but he also contributed the big white steamed buns that he saved from the construction site every day.

Those steamed buns were all reserved for the children at home before, but now they are all given to Taoist priests and monks, which makes Zhao Chen angry and has nowhere to vent.

I didn't want to go to the barracks, there was Niu Jinda staring at it, and I didn't want to go to the school palace, there were people from the public loser and the Mo family staring at it, so Zhao Chen shrank in the back house every day.

In fact, he was a little helpless, he couldn't explain this kind of thing, in this era, everyone is believing in gods and Buddhas.

Even when he went to the construction site and warned the people that no one was allowed to dedicate the money to the two schools of Buddhism and Taoism, what he got in exchange was the cry of the people.

They stubbornly believe that the drought is because there are too many sins in the world, which angers the gods and Buddhas, and if they send disasters to the world, they can only sincerely pray for forgiveness from the gods and Buddhas, and the gods and Buddhas will cancel the disasters.

Zhao Chen couldn't help himself with his anger, and what made him even more angry was that because he was a disciple of the immortals, the scene when he left Chang'an at the beginning strengthened the people's belief in gods and Buddhas.

Chang'an has been completely shrouded in the sky full of gods and Buddhas, and in the scorching air, there is always a smell of burning sesame oil, which is very pungent, and with the bursts of chanting heard in his ears, Zhao Chen's heart is extremely impetuous.

In the newspaper of Datang, an edict of Li Er's guilt was published, and Zhao Chen immediately covered his head in pain when he saw the three words of guilt.

This is the omen before Li Er wants to kill, and no one can force an emperor to take the blame on himself.

But now, someone has done this, Li Er was forced to make an edict of guilt, and next, it should be someone's turn to split the family.

The rumors in Chang'an City, I don't know when they started, and by the time they became aware of it, it was already full of storms.

Li Er killed a lot of people from the hundred horses, which was the scope of the responsibility of the hundred horses, but as a result, when the rumors flew all over the sky, the hundred horsemen got nothing.

The spearhead of the rumors is directly aimed at Li Er, the so-called mouth of Youyou, that's it, even if Li Er is the emperor of the empire, he can't block the mouth of the people of the world, so he can only stop the blame on himself, and the whole article is that he is immoral for the king, and he sincerely apologizes to the sky.

And the day after the edict was issued, in Xishikou of Chang'an, the Lu family took the first step to make a knife for the soul, and used blood to pay for this rumor.

When Zhao Chen learned of this, he ordered the door of the mansion to be closed, refused all contacts, and completely put an end to the news of the gods and demons outside. (To be continued......)

PS: Sorry sorry, maybe it won't be out again!