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A large group of students who had just put on their armor looked at each other. (See the latest chapter┲ ̅請丄_☆~ωǒ看書閣WWw.КAΝsΗUge.°COм)

The students of this era are completely different from later generations, even sports are the six arts of a gentleman, and there has never been a general drill to the queue, and even Song Chuhe, a student who had just joined the army, raised his hand stupidly.

"That, instructor, what is Lizheng?"

A stupid question, it almost blew Xue Ne angry.

A crying nose baby lacks exercise, crying nose is the title of captain, he Xue Ne is famous in the whole army, he was sent to bring such a group of bitter and hateful sloppy ghosts, not to mention, as soon as they met, before Xue Ne introduced himself, another fat fat man asked such a stupid question, in Xue Ne's eyes, this is simply a naked provocation.

With a fierce sneer on his face, Xue Ne simply gritted his teeth and smiled: "Don't you know what Lizheng is?" Okay, this officer teaches you! ”

Half an hour later, under the "teaching" of more than 100 officers of Zuo Jinwuwei, the phalanx of 2,058 Tai students lined up neatly on the playground, and finally learned what it meant to stand upright.

The legs were put together and clamped, and a smooth piece of oiled paper was sandwiched between each person's legs, and in order to straighten their chests, each person had a goose feather attached to their chest. Bitter and hateful stared at Song Chuhe, whose slightly fat face was already covered with sweat, Xue Ne angrily put his face against his head and shouted.

"You pigs will know what it means to stand upright, right? Give Lao Tzu an hour to stand upright, whoever has a feather falling off the oil paper and falling off, and there is no need to eat breakfast! ”

"My lord, you blew off the little feathers!"

His eyes became cross-eyed, and the chubby Song Chuhe almost didn't cry.

The green tendons on his head jumped again, and Xue Ne snorted dryly for a while.

"Hungry!"

An hour of suffering.

For the first time, many students felt that the sun was rising so slowly, and now they know that in the past, they felt that fighting to the death on the battle formation was the most uncomfortable, but now they know that standing still and not being able to move is more tiring and tests people's will.

As soon as the whistle sounded from several officers, almost all of the 2,000 people collapsed on the ground, and none of them got up.

However, when the food soldiers brought the big pot of rice, the student soldiers who almost felt hungry and crazy flocked up again.

I don't think how delicious braised cassava eggs are on weekdays, but now they seem to have become a delicacy in the sky, with green eyes, Song Chuhe touched the cauldron with saliva, but unfortunately, when his sweaty hands touched the military bamboo bowl, a pair of brown military boots stopped in front of him.

While chewing a piece of cassava from Africa, Xue Ne tilted his head expressionlessly: "I don't have your breakfast." ”

The drooling elder, Song Chuhe really fainted like a dead father.

A breakfast, half of the people drooled, half of the people gobbled up, and finally ended the difficult breakfast, just as Song Chuhe was lying on the ground and humming, the instructor's hurried whistle suddenly sounded again.

"Everyone gathers, start a 10,000-step cross-country run around the city, and the last five hundred are not allowed to eat lunch!"

In the loud shout, carrying a backpack, Xue Ne took the lead and ran to the front of the whole army, seeing that his colleagues who were still hiccuping got up uncomfortably, Song Chuhe's hungry green eyes almost didn't pop out.

"No, come back!"

"Hurry up, Brother Song, come on!"

At this time, a black hand reached over and pulled Song Chuhe, and at the same time, a hot thing went in along Song Chuhe's wide sleeves, looking at half a steamed bun in his arms in disbelief, and then looking at the Tianzhu black boy in front of him who he had always looked down on, Song Chuhe's tears almost didn't come down.

While humming and eating, this fat scholar also merged into the running crowd.

Although the scholars tried their best to put their enthusiasm into running, they still ran crookedly, slowly like snails, and the group of important ministers in the city who watched shook their heads.

Only Li Jie watched it with relish.

It turned out that there was a worse team than our class, and there were still 2,000 students who were one level higher than the college students.

Vaguely recalling the angry reprimand of the instructor when he was a student, Li Jie couldn't help but shake his head funny.

"Your Majesty, the Taixue Army is so lazy and sloppy, I'm afraid it can't be used in the battle array." On the side, Li Ji, who had been watching for a long time, finally arched his fist helplessly.

"Then according to the British public's will, this group of students should be removed?"

"No, the king's fate is like a mountain, how can he change his order every day? Wouldn't it make these students even more reckless? The minister believed that this group of students should be trained more diligently, and during the war, they should be placed in the rear of the army to do some civilian work. ”

I don't know when, once in the court, let Li Jie need to look up to the British duke, now has completely entered the identity of the subordinate of the military department of the Fujian State, every move is from the heart of the courtier, not the helplessness when he just avoided the disaster to the Fujian State, but from the heart of surrender.

I don't know when, Li Jie is no longer the king of Min who is like the sun and leads everyone forward with enthusiasm, listening to Li Ji's suggestion, Li Jie just nodded deeply, and hummed noncommittally, so that the ministers couldn't guess their true thoughts.

Seeing that Li Ji retreated a little dullly, Di Renjie, who had been blessed a lot of purple-robed black sofas on the side, was even more uneasy, as if he was looking forward to it with a stomach full of worries.

After a while, Laiji, who was still so old beside him, shook the wat board, as if he intended to step forward by himself, this action finally stimulated Di Renjie, gritting his teeth, Di Renjie rushed to the front first, holding the wat board with both hands and bowing heavily to Li Jie.

'Your Majesty.

"Oh, what is Di Xianggong's opinion?" For the cabinet ministers who followed him out of Chang'an, Li Jie was very enthusiastic, couldn't help but turn his head, and even personally helped Di Renjie's arm to help him up, but this courtesy seemed to aggravate Di Renjie's worries even more, and he paused for a second, he just carefully bent down and said after carefully considering the wording.

"Your Majesty's use of Tai students to form an army is a feat for the ages, and it is a feat to govern the army with literature, even the Qin Emperor and Han Wu have never achieved such a feat, however, this has indeed caused some trouble to the imperial court."

"Your Majesty, the shortage of the six departments is not a day or two, Your Majesty has to organize the six departments to stay, and the six departments are even thinner, and this autumn's imperial examination, a large number of students are scattered in the army, I am afraid that the supplement is even more scarce, the world's major events, its urgency is like fire, not a single cent can be delayed, if it goes on like this, I am afraid it is not good for my Damin."

Di Renjie is telling the truth.

Now the number of registered officials in Fujian has almost reached 40,000, although it is not as serious as the 100,000 officials of the later Song Dynasty, and it is a piece of cake compared to the tens of millions of official apes in the later Heavenly Dynasty, but it is also true that more than half of the 20,000 registered officials of the Tang Dynasty in the same era.

However, the situation faced by Fujian and Datang is also different, the territory, population, and Fujian have exceeded Datang by about double, especially the complexity of the ethnic groups under its rule, even Li Jie can't tell how many ethnic groups there are under the rule of Fujian.

Even though the government of Fujian has always followed the line of the Soviet Union and the United States, promoting the mainstream culture of Confucianism, the complexity of governing the narrow and fragmented territory is still several times that of the Tang Dynasty.

Since the establishment of the Qunu City, the bureaucratic ranks of the Fujian State have been constantly expanding, absorbing elites of all ethnic groups into the imperial court, taking the six departments as an example, there are already Tianzhu people, Persian officials to the squire, Shangshu a position, the Jingshi Liuhou Hubu Shangshu, the criminal department Shangshu are all Tianzhu people, and even the spiritual core of the Chinese Ministry of Rites, Zuo Shilang, who is second only to Shangshu, was also won by an old master of a Zoroastrian sacrificial family, and it still seems a little insufficient.

Ten years of trees and a hundred years of people, Li Jie pacified Khorasan and Persia, and almost wiped out the elites of the world cultivated by the Fujian State over the years, and sometimes it is not uncommon for the six departments to work overtime all night.

It's a pity that listening to Di Renjie's advice, Li Jie shook his head with a haha.

"Di Xianggong is more worried, although there are fewer candidates for Guozijian, but there are many candidates from all over the country who come to Beijing to take the exam.

Under Di Renjie's more worried gaze, Li Jie smiled and patted Di Ge Lao's increasingly generous shoulder and said: "Ge Lao can do a good job, don't worry too much, back then, when there were more than 20 people in our grass platform team, didn't Min still come over?" ”

With a smile on his face, after comforting Di Renjie, Li Jie picked up the binoculars with a smile and looked east at the embarrassed students who were starting from afar.

However, none of the important ministers in the back laughed.

Di Renjie said that there was a lack of officials, but the implication was that Cui Daorong shocked the government and the opposition that the rebellion case should not involve too much and kill too much, please ask the king of Fujian to be gracious.

Li Jie talked about him left and right, and finally patted Di Renjie on the shoulder meaningfully, and told him to do his job well, what does Di Renjie do his job, Dali Siqing and Fengge Zuo Shilang, the president of the Supreme Court of Fujian, what he did was a judgment, a murderous act.

King Min's smile made Di Renjie let go of his hand and kill! The warm smile hides the thick smell of blood, who can laugh?

The palace tower of the Vermilion Bird Gate just happened to be able to see the thousands of mansions of the officials and magnates of Bosis City, and looking back at the rows of pavilions and pavilions, Di Renjie couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

This time, I don't know how many families have been broken......

The Tang Expeditionary Force

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Chapter 957. Lack of officials, persuasion