Cui Hongying, who was inspecting her younger brother's studies in Shandong Huazhuang, heard these things and smiled. This "big sister of the dark and big sister" has grown a lot since she got along with the truth and got along, and after transforming from a girl.

Huada Huaer, these little cubs who were just starting to fall in love, were suddenly stunned.

Following Yu Shaobao and Qi Shaobao, another official who was awarded the title of Prince Shaobao for his military merits was born.

The people of Shandong, especially Denglai, are extremely happy to see this happen, and they are proud of it.

Yuan Chonghuan was very unhappy with this, and felt that the power and majesty in Liaodong had been divided, just because Yuan Keli's position also had the word "Liao" in it, as if the Liaodong Peninsula had been invaded by him.

Yuan Chonghuan's calculations when he resigned all failed, but Yuan Keli was achieved, and his stubborn heart became more paranoid because of this, laying the groundwork for the "Jisi Campaign" that Ling Chongzhen did not expect.

The poor man took the soldier, but the acquisition was not a non-commissioned officer, but a non-commissioned soldier. It's quite fresh, and many peasant sons and nephews with the heart of serving the country rushed to the name of King Xin, as well as the prefix of "Young Army" - the Son of Heaven, and went one after another.

Huang Xiaoyi, this little guy is really smart, he took Han Chao and Han Yue, two followers from the Jiangnan Inn, and put the location of the taxi outside the Guangqu Gate.

The terrain is open, and no matter how many people come to sign up, it can be accommodated.

Moreover, the first time he appeared in front of the people of Gyeonggi was here.

For several days, there was a lot of noise outside the Guangqu Gate.

Apocalypse really hadn't seen the enthusiasm of the people of Gyeonggi for a long time, or he hadn't seen it at all, and when he heard about such a grand occasion, he grinned like a big locust, and smiled like an old boy.

Tianqi specially sent Wang Chengen, an honest man among the eunuchs, to send the will, asking Huang Xiaoyi to take good advice, strictly control the pass, and the more the merrier.

In view of the fact that the Son of Heaven came to the scene of the ceremony, the peasants' sons and nephews were moved and flocked to it.

But Huang Xiaoyu is very strange, for those who have a loud voice and shout five or six, he has never pretended, but he pays special attention to those young people who smile shyly, are as strong as cattle but are shy.

He strictly implemented the previously formulated principle that "the soldiers are good rather than many", and "it is better to have a shortage than to be excessive".

At the beginning, the soul asked three times: "Are you a Ming person?" "Do you love Daming?" "Do you want Da Ming to be okay?"

Donglin Confucian students can't eat grapes as usual, saying that grapes are sour, and they talk about "cold people" as a joke, and they treat these three questions as nonsense, but they have never asked themselves.

Am I a Ming person?

Do I love Daming?

I hope Daming is okay?

If the answer is yes, then ask yourself again – am I telling the truth?

This question, which seems to be the answer to the question, has been asked by many, many people.

Many of the little puffy ruffians who were mixed in with the ranks of the peasants' sons and nephews and tried to blend in with the army and eat were defeated in Huang Xiao's gritty but majestic gaze, just like a pair of fiery eyes.

Huang Xiaoyi never dared to boast that his eyes were as refined as Chongzhen, but he still had the most basic insight to recognize people, especially when he was originally from the peasants' sons and nephews, and when he walked to the nephews, he was naturally like a fish in water.

The simple song "Scholars from the Cold Gate" allowed the people of Gyeonggi to see the changes and efforts being made in the Forbidden Palace, where the "Carpenter Emperor" was hidden, and many farmers regained confidence in the Ming Dynasty.

Even the people in the surrounding areas of Gyeonggi heard about it and encouraged their children to come and vote from far and wide.

It's just that Huang Xiao's requirements for taking a taxi are really strict.

Among the more than 10,000 poor teenagers, he only selected 500 people, and these 500 people are not yet finalized, and they must go through a series of tests before they can become a member of the "Son of Heaven Youth Army".

There are few complaints, more regrets, regrets that their bodies are not strong enough, and their will is not strong enough.

The old farmers received the good news of their children, and they were as happy as high school champions.

Those who were not selected were not complained, just because the Guanning boy from Liaodong encouraged these fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys: "Don't be discouraged, work hard and be ready at all times, the Son of Heaven needs more reserves." ”

Pragmatic farmers tend to be less anxious because they don't even have the time to be anxious.

For a large agricultural country, the farmers are full of energy, which means that a transformation is taking place.

Huaxia is such a magical soil, and the people here are such a group of kind people.

This is a magical tribe with a flowing civilization, which has a long history from Yanhuang.

The name "Son of Heaven Youth Army" can't shake the hearts of the three battalion soldiers pretending to be asleep, because they are high-ranking people in Beijing, in a sense, they are already the Son of Heaven's own army, and they are the Son of Heaven's Praetorian Guard.

Therefore, the selection of the three major battalions did not have such a grand occasion, but its shocking degree was especially better than that of the poor.

Yuan Qi also used his wisdom this time, and asked Chongzhen to borrow fine iron spears, longbows, and big iron swords, all of which were moved to the three major battalions, and shook his index finger in front of all the soldiers and said, "You guys, no!" ”

Why not? Of course, he can't swing the spear, he can't pull it successfully, and he can't lift the big iron sword.

How can a man say he can't? Especially can't be pointed at by other men's noses and say no!

It's humiliating! All of a sudden, the three battalions were excited.

But Yuan Qi and the others were fearless, standing on the point and lining up on the platform and said, "Dissatisfied? Come to war! Take your pick! ”

People don't talk much, and the momentum is scary.

There are soldiers who shout five and drink six on weekdays, and have big shoulders and round waists, who come to the stage to challenge, but they are knocked down in two or three rounds.

"You guys! Not really! Yuan Qi continued to wave his fingers, not knowing who he had learned from.

But he does have the capital to humiliate people, because he is really strong from Guanning Iron Cavalry.

Not only him, but even the few young men around him who didn't say a word were also extremely strong.

Everyone has been challenged no less than five times, maintaining a winning record and standing still.

The soldiers in the three major battalions finally looked at the weapons on the side from the bodies of these iron-blooded young men, and the few people who were eager to save face and challenge the stage were just like Yuan Qi said-no.

Yuan Qi's disdainful squint stabbed the hearts of the soldiers of the three battalions, but after being deflated continuously, you pushed me, and no one dared to come to the stage for a long time.

"The three major camps, the three major camps, are about to become a place to live for the elderly." Yuan Qi was extremely humiliated, and with this encouragement, finally a teenager couldn't listen to it.

Some teenagers who are mostly not very gregarious on weekdays resolutely came to the stage amid questioning eyes and even a lot of boos, so that the soldiers who flaunted their martial arts on weekdays lost face.