Prince Merry

Qin Zizhen stood on a slope, his eyes condensed, carefully sizing up the soldiers who were carrying sand and stones.

At noon in August, the sun was still hot. All of them were sweating profusely and their skin was tanned. There were elderly people and children in their teens. Most of them were young and strong, and some looked very gentle. Well, there are people who are very strong and strong and have brute force. It is obvious that most of the so-called heinous felons must be imprisoned.

In ancient times, it was common for the nine clans to be involved, and if one family committed crimes, the nine clans suffered disaster.

Among this group of soldiers, there may really be murderers, whether it is a gangster, a high-ranking official who has lost his officialdom, or a bastard who has committed all kinds of crimes, Qin Zizhen doesn't care about it at all.

His method of selecting people is very simple. First let people over the age of 15 and under 35 stand aside, and then ask people with families to stand aside. Finally, he asks who is willing to go to the capital with him, volunteers Stand up, and in this way, the dark group of people will be reduced by more than half in an instant.

Then, he began to question, what happened to each of these people and why they were exiled.

Under the coercion of his spiritual power, no one dared to lie, and all his scheming and scheming were invisible.

Qin Zizhen only wants the best, and chooses the best ones with skills.

Some people are happy and some are worried. The selected candidates are excited. Although going to the capital may not necessarily have a way out, no matter how bad the situation is, it will never be as bad as it is now. At least going to the capital can give it a try.

Qin Zizhen looked at the group of old and young remnants who had been screened, feeling a little regretful in his heart. If the number of people promised by his father was not too small, he really wanted to select a few elderly people, preferably those who had been officials. People have good brains, but it's a pity that they all have families. There are dozens of people in the family, old and young, so it's not worthwhile to have them.

Qin Zizhen hesitated for a moment, and finally made up his mind. He chose two elders who were slightly older. One of them was surnamed Wang, who came from a poor family. victim.

Several years of exile in the army smoothed his temper, and the righteousness in his heart still exists, but he no longer has the enthusiasm he once had, and he will never hit a stone with an egg for justice, and he knows what it means to be wise and protect himself, and what it means to compromise.

Of course, the most important thing is that he has only three sons and one daughter. The son is in his prime, the daughter is not married yet, and he has no messy relatives. Except for the daughter, the whole family can use them.

There is another person surnamed Fu, he is a descendant of a down-and-out family, in order to restore the glory of his ancestors, Fu Xucheng tried his best to climb up, and he did not know how many bad things he did.

It's a pity that for the greater good, for the family's reputation, for the honor of the Fu family, this person who led the rise of the Fu family is destined to be abandoned by the family.

There was no time to refute him. His crimes were presented to the imperial court by his clan. His family was ransacked, he was exiled, and he was expelled from the clan. In order to fear his revenge, Fu Xucheng's wife and son died almost overnight. Nine-year-old great-great-grandson.

Qin Zizhen defined him as a capable person, Fu Xucheng was deeply scheming, and Wang Zhiwen was upright and rigorous. They were a good guy and a bad guy, and they complemented each other.

After choosing good people, Qin Zizhen gave them a day to clean up.

Fu Xucheng was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. He never thought in his life that he could still get out of this place.It doesn't matter how old he is, but his little grandson is only ten years old this year. He is a prisoner in exile. When the child reaches twelve years old, he must enter the barracks to do coolies. To find a way out for his grandson, now is an opportunity to follow the son to the capital.

Fu Xucheng had already started to plan in his heart. After going to the capital, how the prince should behave and who he should associate with. He separated the prince's position and carefully analyzed how to gain a foothold in the capital and how to win in the chaos.

Wang Zhiwen was overjoyed. He was both happy and worried. The future of his son was unclear. He didn't know whether it would be a blessing or a curse to go to the capital this time, but he thought it was worth it to be able to leave this place!As a prisoner in exile, his life is over, but he still has a son and a daughter.They will stay in the Northwest for generations and they will be labeled as criminals. With such an identity, it is even more difficult to find a chance to make meritorious service in the army and become a military household. But leaving is different. One day they will be able to restore their status as good citizens.

Wang Zhiwen immediately entered the role, and secretly vowed in his heart that he must live well and assist the eldest son, and help the eldest son inherit the throne smoothly. Righteousness and justice can only be decided by high-ranking and powerful people. Even if it is for the sake of his family, his pedantic temperament must be changed. , from now on he is the son of the world.

Qin Zizhen didn't know what they were thinking, but just looking at their expressions, he was satisfied, at least this group of people knew how to be grateful!

That night, Qin Zizhen stayed in the Northwest camp. He didn't plan to go back so early. This group of people had not been trained, and they could only be regarded as stragglers at best. It took a few days to adjust before they could be organized.

Qin Zizhen is optimistic about their potential. Of course, he believes in his own vision. It doesn't matter that this group of people is weak now. One day, he will show everyone that his soldiers will be the strongest.

Many people's jaws were shocked by the choice of the son. The officers and lieutenants in the barracks secretly watched the joke, and unconsciously underestimated the son.The rumors outside are true, the elder son is indeed ineffective, and actually chose a group of the most useless exiles to be his personal guards, but that's okay, the elder son chose exiles, it is better than choosing himself, following such a useless Promising masters, what future can they have, no matter how good the capital is, they will not go.

Some people were rejoicing, and some were upset. None of them thought that the prince would not play cards according to the rules. In order to get close to the prince, they had made all preparations. Who would have thought that the prince would not choose well-trained soldiers in the barracks? , but selected a group of convicts who were not even in the same order, it was almost unexpected, and they were in vain.

Qin Zizhen raised his eyebrows, and praised King Pingxi's ability in his heart. He only mentioned the need for personal guards yesterday, but today King Pingxi arranged for spies to come in, and his actions were extremely fast.It's just a pity that he is doomed to be disappointed when he meets himself.

Early in the morning of the first day, Qin Zizhen went to the Military Affairs Office to register the people in the register. Once the necessary procedures were completed, this group of people belonged to his exclusive private army from now on.

Due to time constraints, Qin Zizhen borrowed the camp in the army, let them practice for a while, checked their physical fitness, and then allocated teams according to their individual abilities.

Every five people are in a small group, a small team of 25 people, a squadron of 50 people, and a large team of 100 people.

The 490 people were divided into five teams in total, and each team was managed by the team leader, followed by the squadron leader, small team leader, and group leader.Fu Xucheng and Wang Zhiwen acted as housekeepers for the time being, Zhou Huasheng and Chen Hongyang were in charge of purchasing, Ji Wenhao was in charge of inventory, leaving Wang Ming, Long Zimo, Fu Xucheng's grandson, and Wang Zhiwen's daughter in charge of the kitchen.

Qin Zizhen knew in his heart that after leaving the Northwest, he obviously had to raise this personal soldier by himself, and now he could only do this first, and the rest would be gradually improved step by step.

Qin Zizhen stayed in Northwest Camp for three days, taught them a set of exercises, and strictly required everyone to strengthen their training, even ten-year-old Fu Weiye was no exception.

After finishing everything, he arranged everyone in the suburbs, and finally prepared to go back home. It was already August 26th.

Wang Shuning waited anxiously. Seeing that the time for the imperial envoy to leave was getting closer, but the elder son had disappeared without a trace, could she not be in a hurry?He couldn't help complaining secretly in his heart, the son of the world was really relieved of her, and his son ran away as soon as he threw it away, wouldn't he be afraid that he would treat Qin Che badly?

Wang Shuning kept chanting, her face was full of strangers not to enter, and the resentment on her body could be clearly seen three feet away.

Many people in the palace whispered, insinuating that the concubine Shi Zi was in a hurry, and that the concubine Shi Zi was just a decoration once the prince left.

"Mother." Qin Che called softly, his big eyes full of expectation: "When will father come back, Che'er misses father."

Wang Shuning's face softened, no matter how angry she was, she would never lose her temper to her child. If her Qian'er was still alive, she should be so cute, and said softly: "Father will be back soon, don't worry, Che'er is so obedient , Father will definitely miss you too."

Qin Che pouted: "Mother said the same thing yesterday."

Wang Shuning laughed, and pinched his cheek. A few months ago, this child was timid and cowardly, but now he has changed a lot. No matter how he looks at it, he is cute.

Qin Che pursed his lips in dissatisfaction. He hates why adults like to pinch his face. He knows that his mother doesn't like his weakness, so he has been holding back from crying these days. No matter how much he misses his father, he endures it firmly. He thinks he's doing great!

"Good boy! Mother will teach you to recite poems." Wang Shuning's expression softened.

Qin Che nodded excitedly. His father knew that he could recite poems and would definitely praise him.

When Qin Zizhen returned to the palace, he originally planned to meet his father first. Seeing the scene of the mother and son getting along, his steps turned around. A little ashamed, I am used to being a loner, and I don't like to explain things to others, and I almost forgot that he has a son.

Just stepped into the Ninglan Courtyard, the servant inside had a pleasant look on his face: "Greetings, Shizi."

Qin Zizhen was silent for a while, thinking about Wang Shuning's temper, he frowned deeply, and searched the space carefully, and there was an extra whip in his sleeve. It was his former spoils.

"Father." When Qin Che heard his father's voice, he couldn't bear it any longer and ran out quickly.

Qin Zizhen bent down, picked up his son, and stepped into the room.

Wang Shuning's face was long, and she spoke in a strange way: "Oh! The eldest son is back."

Qin Zizhen threw the whip to her, and said calmly, "Send it to you."

Wang Shuning didn't care much, she had too many whips, who cares, but being able to receive a gift, her mood improved a lot, she took a look at the whip, and immediately changed into a happy face, the red whip was all over her body It is translucent, and the inner mechanism is ingeniously made, which can be called ingenious. The barbs are hidden under the beautiful phosphorescence, and the thorns are shining with a cold light. It is definitely a magic weapon that is hard to find.

"Forget it, you have a heart." Wang Shuning was full of joy, holding the whip and loving it.

Qin Zizhen raised his eyebrows. Sure enough, no matter what age, as long as a woman would like gifts, he was very generous to his allies.