Emperor Zhengde

Chapter 132 Confinement

Qiu Yue had never expected that he was summoned to Beijing by Emperor Zhu Houzhao to train a group of Jinshi civil servants and children of nobles. This gave him a headache.

Because in this era, civil officials are respected and military officials are despised, and Qiu Yue cannot afford to offend these Jinshi civil officials. Not to mention the children of nobles, who are all of noble descent, and the family power behind each of them is terrifyingly powerful.

Even Emperor Zhu Houzhao himself had to participate in the training.

"Your Majesty, I would like to ask you how I should train you. I can't seem to afford to offend these people!"

Qiu Yue looked at Zhu Houzhao in military uniform, pointed at the group of Jinshi civil officials and sons of nobles behind Zhu Houzhao, and asked with a bitter face.

"Except for me, who can participate in the training based on my mood and time, all these people will be trained like the new recruits in your camp. Beat them when they should be beaten, and punish them when they should be punished. If you really don't dare to do it, tell me and I will make the decision for you!"

Zhu Houzhao patted Qiu Yue on the shoulder and said, "Let's get started!"

Qiu Yue nodded. As a frontier general, he naturally had some experience in training soldiers. He immediately walked to the grounds of the Imperial University and saw those Jinshi civil officials and the sons of nobles sitting on the ground and chatting as if they were having a poetry gathering. He shouted, "Stand still!"

Zhang Lun, the grandson of Duke Ying of Zhang Mao, was reluctant to come here in the first place, so he habitually scolded loudly: "Chou! What are you yelling about! Believe it or not, I will ask the Ministry of War to fire you!"

"Young Master, calm down. This can't be helped. His Majesty asked me to train you as new recruits. Since I want to train you, I naturally have to let you stand in place first!"

Qiu Yue tried to persuade them kindly, saying that although he had Zhu Houzhao's approval, he still did not dare to train these people as real recruits.

"I just won't stand still! What do you want to do?" Zhang Lun, intending to show off his power, folded his hands and said disdainfully.

"That's right, we just won't stand straight, what can you do to us?" Xue Han, the son of Yang Wu Hou, also joined in the fun.

Qiu Yue felt helpless for a moment. He thought that if this really happened in a border town where new soldiers were being trained, people like this would be badly injured if not dead.

Zhu Houzhao came over at this time and asked coldly, "Who are you two? Tell me your names!"

Zhang Lun and Xue Han were so frightened when they saw that it was Emperor Zhu Houzhao coming over that they changed their expressions quickly: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty! Reporting to Your Majesty! I am Zhang Lun, the grandson of Duke Ying, and I am Xue Han, the son of Marquis Yangwu!"

"Someone, come! Lock these two people in the detention room! For three days first!"

Zhu Houzhao then said to Qiu Yue, "They are not asking what you can do to them, right? From now on, you will put them in solitary confinement! You decide how many days to keep them in solitary confinement. Since these people are all nobles, you, Qiu Yue, dare not beat them, but you should at least be able to keep them in solitary confinement."

"The minister obeys the order!"

Qiu Yue hurriedly responded, but secretly shook his head in his heart, muttering: "It can be seen that His Majesty himself does not dare to be ruthless to these noble children. If so, these rich and powerful people will never be trained into good soldiers!"

Zhang Lun and Xue Han neither resisted nor begged for mercy. They were obediently taken to the confinement room by the Embroidered Uniform Guards. Before leaving, they sneered at Qiu Yue provocatively. Qiu Yue was very angry when he saw this, but he could do nothing about it.

Therefore, Qiu Yue no longer wants to train this group of noble ladies.

On the contrary, Zhu Houzhao was more calm and said with a smile: "Qiu Yue, let's get started, don't waste time!"

"Yes!"

Qiu Yue began to train these Jinshi civil officials and noble children, and he started with the basics of how to stand and walk. Because Zhu Houzhao was here, these people were very well behaved, and they did whatever Qiu Yue asked them to do. However, as soon as Zhu Houzhao left, Zhang Cong squatted on the ground, holding his stomach and said, "General Qiu, I suddenly have a stomachache, I'm going to the toilet first!"

"Go!"

Qiu Yue did not dare to do anything to Zhang Cong. After all, Zhang Cong was a Jinshi and was now close to the emperor.

But what Qiu Yue didn't expect was that after half an hour, Zhang Cong still hadn't returned.

At this time, Xia Yan had an idea. He pretended to bump into a nobleman, then fell to the ground, holding his knee and groaning, "Ouch! The young marquis of the Liu family bumped into me! I'm in so much pain! General Qiu, I'm going to ask for leave and come back for training tomorrow!"

Having said that, Xia Yan ran away first, smiling secretly.

Anyuan Hou Liu Sizhong thought that this scholar was full of tricks, so he followed suit and suddenly covered his head and cried out, "I suddenly have a severe headache! General Qiu, let me go home and rest first before coming back!"

So Liu Sizhong also ran away.

Next, these people started to complain of stomachaches or headaches, and then ran away.

Only Yan Song was left here at last. Seeing Qiu Yue's embarrassed expression, he smiled and said, "General Qiu, don't be angry. These people are just like this. They are not evil, but they are very clever. It's just that they are not used in the right way. Your Majesty wants to turn them into useful talents, but they are not motivated. Now there is only Yan here. Why don't you go to Yan's place and have a seat? It's so cold, and you can drink some hot tea in the house."

"No! His Majesty said that my mission is to train you. Even if it's just you, you still have to be trained! Yan Song, right? Stand still immediately!"

Qiu Yue refused Yan Song and frowned, thinking that Yan Song would not find an excuse to ask for leave.

"Ouch!" Yan Song knew that Zhu Houzhao valued Qiu Yue very much, so he wanted to get close to Qiu Yue, but he didn't expect Qiu Yue to be a very old-fashioned person, so he had to follow his example and hold his stomach.

"Is Yan Siye also having a stomachache?" At this time, Zhu Houzhao walked back, made a gesture of silence to Qiu Yue, and asked coldly in imitation of Qiu Yue's voice.

Yan Song nodded and said, "General Qiu, please forgive me! The wind here can easily hurt your stomach. I'm leaving first. Come drink tea when you have time! I have the best pre-rain Longjing tea!"

"stop!"

Zhu Houzhao suddenly shouted.

Yan Song realized at this time that it was Zhu Houzhao's voice. He was so frightened that he fell to the ground and cried, "Your Majesty! I, I just, just."

"Do you just want to be put in solitary confinement too?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

Yan Song thought that confinement should not be a big deal, it was just staying in a small dark room for a while. If he lied about being sick at this time, he would definitely not be able to hide it from the emperor. It would be better to just admit that he wanted to be confined, so he smiled and said, "Your Majesty, I just want to experience it!"

"Well, come here, take Yan Song away. He is the commander of the new recruits' training. Keep him in prison for two more days, or five days in total!"

Zhu Houzhao gave the order with a cold face.

Yan Song was like being pardoned. He had thought he would be severely punished when he saw Zhu Houzhao's face. But now that he heard that he would only be detained for two more days, he was a little bit unconvinced. He thought, this must be an illusion. When did His Majesty become so merciful? I was ready to kowtow and beg for mercy!

(End of this chapter)