Zhao Mingxuan issued an order the next day to equip Ji Xiaoduo with a team of musketeers.

Heavily armed, with special ammunition that can deal damage to youkai and monks, in case something really happens.

Ji Xiaoduo was a little funny, but she didn't refuse.

After all, she can't say that she really doesn't need to.

Luo Jiayu can find her and ask Pei Yue about it, who knows if other people will find it?

Torches can kill monks, she herself has proven it. If there is really anything, of course, the more people the better.

When the soldiers arrived, she practiced with them with great interest.

Although the musket was made by Ji Xiaoduo here, her own actual combat experience is not much, on the contrary, these soldiers are the elite of the elite, experienced in a hundred battles, and they have no bullets.

Ji Xiaoduo communicated with them and benefited a lot.

Just like when I was in the workshop, I really can't underestimate the wisdom of the ancients, give them a direction, and they will develop countless ideas themselves.

Zhao Mingxuan was a little unhappy - Ji Xiaoduo talked and laughed with a little soldier casually, and only didn't say anything to him.

Zhao Mingxuan found a vacancy and took the initiative to say, "Let's go back and recruit a female army for you as a guard." ”

Of course, Ji Xiaoduo couldn't ask for it, she thought that after the last fallout, Zhao Mingxuan would not pay attention to this stubble.

Zhao Mingxuan frowned again, "But if the female army is spoken, will the combat effectiveness be insufficient?"

Ji Xiaoduo sneered, "Have you ever seen a peasant woman in the mountains and fields carrying a burden and walking like a fly? Have you ever seen a woman holding a child weighing dozens of pounds for several hours without leaving her hand? There are indeed differences in the physiological structure of men and women, but as long as they have the same training, the gap will not be too big at all." You don't believe it, you can look back. ”

From the beginning of meeting her Hope Academy, Zhao Mingxuan felt that Ji Xiaoduo should have a hand in military training, and at this time, he knew that she might be fighting for a greater voice in the future, but he was still a little looking forward to it.

"Good. After the New Year, we will recruit 100 men and 100 men and women, train separately, and compete every month, how about it?"

Ji Xiaoduo didn't respond, but squinted at him slightly, "You don't want me to take the imperial examination, right?"

Zhao Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, he really thought so.

The imperial examination took almost a year from the children's examination to the township examination. The content of the exam is different from Ji Xiaoduo's usual reading of poems and idle books, even if she is now a monk and has a strong divine sense, she always needs time to prepare.

If she wants to train again, she has to compete every month, how can she take care of both?

But Ji Xiaoduo was so keen, he pointed it out directly, but Zhao Mingxuan was not easy to fool, so he had to nod and admit it.

"Yes. ”

Ji Xiaoduo snorted lightly and stopped talking.

Zhao Mingxuan could only explain, "For the time being, the army is still my word, and it is easy to make any changes." But the court is ......," he sighed, "everything should be done step by step, how can you go to heaven in one step?"

He didn't say it explicitly in the past, but Ji Xiaoduo could understand it after thinking about it a little.

The family is intertwined and is a huge interest group.

This was true of the previous dynasty, and the same is true of the new dynasty.

When Zhao Mingxuan was still a small assassin, he could be reckless and copy the Wang family and the Liu family, but he became the emperor, but he couldn't kill all the families in the world.

In the end, he also needs people to govern the country.

His own people, even if they are female officials as Ji Xiaoduo said, they can't be topped in a year or two.

If Ji Xiaoduo directly confronts the entire civil service system now, he is a little worried.

After all, the Liu family dared to tie people directly under his nose.

It's better to slow down and find a way to figure it out.

But Ji Xiaoduo had a different idea.

"But the monster of the family, if you don't take advantage of the beginning of the new dynasty now, directly cut off their foundation, the further back they drag, the bigger the net will be, and then it will be the same as before, and it will be difficult to return. ”

Zhao Mingxuan frowned, "Governing a big country is like cooking a small fresh ......"

Ji Xiaoduo laughed again and directly interrupted him. "What are you afraid of? What you're taking over is a mess? After so many years of fighting, demons are wreaking havoc on the people, what can you do if you move a little bigger? Can it be worse? It's a big deal to fight again? But who dares to fight you now?"

Zhao Mingxuan was stunned for a moment, and even suddenly felt like an initiation, and his eyes lit up.

Yes, what is he afraid of?

Just as he felt when he dealt with Lin Lifu before, he sat on the dragon chair and was trapped.

The ministers knelt down, and the mountain cried out long live, but they raised him there.

What kind of governing the country, what kind of imperial tricks, are just the practices that have been passed down from generation to generation by those big families and are in line with their interests.

Whether it is from father to son, or from dynasty to generation, who is sitting on the dragon chair does not really make much difference to them.

They have a way to turn the imperial court into the imperial court they want, and transform the emperor into the emperor they want.

Even if there was a lot of war in the past few years, they were able to stand on the court again in such a short period of time after the establishment of the new dynasty.

If their foundation is still there, they must be the emperor of flowing water and a family of iron.

Between themselves, there are capable ministers and wastes, marriages and party struggles, but it is impossible to get them to surrender their rights.

Whoever commits this will immediately become the target of public criticism.

That's why Zhao Mingxuan was worried about Ji Xiaoduo before.

But now that he wants to come back, does he really need to care about the courtiers of those big families?

He was originally a martial artist from the army, and he was a reckless man in their eyes, why did he become an emperor and have to abide by their rules instead?

It's because they're afraid of him!

He looked at Ji Xiaoduo and asked very seriously: "Then what do you mean by foundation?"

Ji Xiaoduo raised his hand with the black bracelet in front of his eyes: "Take it off for me?"

Zhao Mingxuan: ......

This alone is absolutely impossible.

However, he is not in a hurry, from the current point of view, what Ji Xiaoduo wants to do does not conflict with him.

He could have waited for Ji Xiaoduo to come up with the charter himself.

Ji Xiaoduo didn't think that she could really let him take off the bracelet like this, she sneered and withdrew her hand, "Then let's make a bet." ”

Zhao Mingxuan asked, "What are you betting on?"

"Just bet on the new army that I just said. Whoever loses agrees to a request within the scope of their ability, how about it?"

Ji Xiaoduo is not a military fan, but in his previous life, as a keyboard warrior, even if he was for spraying, he had to know a little bit about everything. No matter what, he has thousands of years of knowledge more than Zhao Mingxuan.

In addition, he is a monk in this life, and he has more means of obtaining information than others. Thinking about it, there was no way to even find a master for Mo Li, but now these mortal martial arts, she wants to learn it is just a matter of thought.

Now that she is training a small team of 100 people, how can she lose?

Zhao Mingxuan raised his eyebrows and responded directly.

He is not false in this kind of thing.

He joined the army in his teens, and he has been in the army for twenty years, and he has fought countless battles large and small, even if Ji Xiaoduo is a monk, he can't be afraid.

Moreover, such a-for-tat confrontation made him feel a surge of pride in his chest.

The corners of his mouth were hooked, full of anticipation for the days after returning to Beijing.