Zhu Cihong met Wu Changchun and Song Hongye respectively in the study of the East Palace Outer Mansion, and this time even Liu Ruoyu was not qualified to attend the meeting, which inevitably made people smell some strange smells.

Wu Changchun has not been in for a long time, mainly because of the establishment of military judges.

This official position is the authority to administer rewards and punishments, and all those under the crown prince who are in armor are subject to the supervision of military judges. If there is a violation, the military judge can punish him according to the seriousness of the situation, from flogging to running in circles, and even confinement and beheading.

The power and responsibility on the surface alone are terrifying, which makes Wu Changchun, a newcomer who has only seen the prince a few times, flattered, and even a little frightened.

"Wu Changchun." Zhu Cihong very generously pushed the "Regulations in the Army" that had been prepared for a long time in front of Wu Changchun, and said: "This is the military law that I changed according to the military books and drill codes of the past dynasties, as long as you strictly enforce the law, and submit it to me if there is something difficult to decide, don't worry about what others say." ”

Wu Changchun looked at the thick copy of the "Regulations" and secretly swallowed his saliva. He said: "Your Highness, I have never held a position in the army, and I am afraid that the people below will not accept it. ”

"The human heart is a very mysterious thing." Zhu Cihong tapped lightly on the table: "I care about you and Song Hongye, just because these recruits were recalled by the two of you." The image of authority you built up when they were at their most vulnerable will not fade for a long time to come. I hope that you will not waste the prestige you have accumulated and imprint in their bones the impression of the terrible military law. ”

Wu Changchun no longer shirked, his face was solemn, and he said: "I will live up to His Highness's trust!" ”

Zhu Cihong nodded with satisfaction. Although Wu Changchun and Song Hongye are from the same source, he has nothing to do with any group of nobles in the army, even if there is an emergency in the future and he is mixed with a lot of sand, at least the military law can still be firmly controlled.

"Then there's the group of ten." Zhu Cihong said: "The Jinyiwei at the time of Taizu and Chengzu had secret agents hiding among the army and the people, and it was not until after Xuanzong that the Jinyiwei gradually converged. Today's Jinyiwei, even Hebei is too lazy to go, I don't know what it looks like, I can't believe it. ”

The official position of Jinyi Wei was regarded as a reward in the early Ming Dynasty, but all meritorious heroes would be given the title of Jinyi Guard. So much so that it is difficult for those who really work to rise up. With such an indiscriminate reward, what else can Jinyiwei do in addition to making small reports? **When Hachi sent the spies to the capital and border towns, the Jinyi guard would only listen to the words of the eunuchs, and he would wear a flying fish suit and sway around the Beijing division, and the powerless Wenchen would just vent his anger.

"Whether it's digging, planting, bribing, or other means, you have to make sure that one out of every ten people reports to you about the soldiers' thoughts and movements." Zhu Cihong lowered his voice: "The Military Justice Department has the duty of evaluating merit, and it is natural to establish a roster of the whole battalion. Relying on these files, you should establish a more meticulous personnel file, and divide the loyalty into four grades, A, B, C, D, and each upper, middle, and lower grade, and strictly monitor every person with suspicious deeds. Here's a summary of contact details that you can try out at your discretion. ”

The prince took out a thin booklet from the wooden box and handed it to Wu Changchun.

Wu Changchun had already thought of the secret code system of the Jianghu Huidaomen in his mind, took the prince's booklet and flipped it slightly, and found that the protection of the identity and security of the intelligence officers of the ten-person group was put in the first place, as if a layer of window paper had been pierced suddenly, and it felt quite enlightened.

"Your Highness," Wu Changchun said, "The private gangs in the rivers and lakes also mostly use secret signals and secret agents to communicate, and all kinds of means are nothing more than to protect informants. His Royal Highness broke through the mystery, and he knew how to act. ”

Zhu Cihong nodded and said: "It's better to have no book than to have a book, these things were written by me behind closed doors in the Forbidden Palace, and I still want you to use your brains more and repair and repair them." Although Zhu Cihong had the reputation of a genius, he could not participate in military affairs, which gave him no chance to test the theory in his head.

Come to think of it, even if Mozart was a genius who could compose music and play the piano at the age of three, his parents would not have listened to him to buy stocks because of such a genius. Even if Zhu Cihong can endorse, write, and compose again...... Emperor Chongzhen would not listen to his opinions on military affairs. Of course, Zhu Cihong didn't dare to say it, if he left a bad impression on the Ninth Five-Year Supreme as boastful and on paper, he would not be taken seriously in the future.

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Wu Changchun seemed to see a new door open towards him in a trance, full of momentum to let go. After he came out of the prince's study, he saw that Song Hongye was already sitting outside waiting, nodded slightly to his former boss, and walked out briskly.

Song Hongye saw that Wu Changchun was so resolute, although he knew that this was the established policy, he was still a little unhappy in his heart. It's just that his age and experience are there, his family education is profound, and the depth of the city will never be superficial. Seeing that the chamberlain went in to serve, and soon came out to summon again, Song Hongye shook his robe and came to see him proudly.

"Zhenhua," the prince still affectionately said, "I'm afraid I'm going to wronged you in the future." ”

"Weichen is a poor and lowly body, and he is wrongly loved by His Highness and comes here. I am willing to go to the soup for His Royal Highness, and I will not hesitate! Song Hongye was extremely heavy and spoke sonorously.

Even Zhu Cihong's sanity has a sense of tragedy when he listens to it.

"Okay," said the prince in a deep voice, "you have to spread the secret and gather all the information. Just because you are in the military department, you can't just limit your eyes to the military department, you must spread out! When the melon is ripe, the Jinyi Guard will command you alone. ”

The Jinyi Guards are all in command!

Song Hongye listened to the enthusiasm, and his face suddenly turned red. With the prince's promise, what is the danger in the future? Why do some people know that there are tigers in the mountains and prefer to go to the tiger mountains? It's not stupid and bold, it's not drunk, it's that you know that tiger skin is worth money!

The leather of the Jinyi Guard is more valuable!

"I am willing to use this unbearable body to drive for His Highness!"

Zhu Cihong turned around and took out a wooden box from the book pavilion, on which was pasted a book sticker of "Commentary on the Thirteen Classics". He gently returned to Song Hongye and patted the wooden box: "You must look more, think more, change more, and be cautious!" ”

Song Hongye took the wooden box and did not open it immediately, seeing that the prince had no intention of continuing, he got up and picked up the wooden box and bowed to leave.

Zhu Cihong didn't keep it, because all the words he wanted to say were already in the wooden box.

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Song Hongye returned home, avoided his wife, bolted the door of the cell, and then carefully opened the wooden box.

Of course, there will be no Thirteen Classics in the box. Rather, it is a key book, a secret dictionary, a "Spy Notice", and a yellow silk embroidered dragon's ...... Divine decree?

Song Hongye shook his hand and unfolded the "holy decree" first, which turned out to be an edict that proved that everything he did was ordered by the prince.

With this decree, no matter what he did, it was equivalent to the crown prince taking it for him. The scribe, who was accustomed to playing with words, read it several times, only to feel that the prince was full of fists, and his words were impenetrable, and there was absolutely no trace of life.

Song Hongye touched the red "Crown Prince Treasure" seal inscription, and an indescribable sour and numb feeling arose. He only felt that his legs were weak, as if he were standing on the edge of a cliff, and a breeze could blow him off and fall into powder.

- The prince treats me as a national soldier, how can I bear him!

Song Hongye solemnly put away the decree, turned around and got into the bed, opened the secret compartment on the wall, took out the gold bars and silver ingots inside, put the decree in, and covered it again. He looked at the ash marks on the wall, and secretly said in his heart: Tomorrow I will mix some white ash and smear it. This treasure can only be passed on to future generations, even if I am broken bones, I can't trap the prince in injustice!

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