Chu Yunsheng took Lu Fenglou away from the palace privately and concealed his whereabouts, which was a very serious matter. But the current situation in Dajin is quite delicate, at least on the bright side, even if someone finds out that he is holding away from the young emperor, there will not be much reaction.

But the dark tide is turbulent, and it often means greater danger.

He dragged the little emperor, who was a little stunned by the shock, into the barracks. Chu Yunsheng simply made a disguise for the little emperor in his tent, stained his hair and smeared his face, and then took out the rough clothes of a recruit to Lu Feng. Wearing it upstairs, a dignified and arrogant 95-year-old honored, turned into a slender soldier with a gray head and a face in the blink of an eye.

Lu Fenglou felt the dirty feeling on his head and face, and the extremely rough clothes on his body, and the folds between his eyebrows disappeared in a flash: "Teacher let me waste half a month of the court meeting for this?"

"The Son of Heaven lives in the temple."

Chu Yunsheng wiped the helmet in his hand with a cloth and said, "But the temple is very tall, so you can't see many things. Your Majesty will be crowned after the New Year's Eve, and the responsibility of being an emperor and teacher must also be relieved. Before that , There are not many that I can teach Your Majesty."

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"Teacher wants to teach me to go into battle to kill the enemy, or to be compassionate to the soldiers and understand that every inch of this country is stained with blood, and it is not easy to come by?" Lu Fenglou raised his eyebrows.

Following his movements, his two overly long eyelashes swept across the shattered hair that fell in front of his forehead, his vision swayed slightly, and he saw that the slightly reflective armor on Chu Yunsheng's body was close at hand, and his neck After sinking, Chu Yunsheng raised his hand and put the helmet in his hand on his head.

Chu Yunsheng looked down at Lu Fenglou's face shrouded in the shadow of his helmet, and chuckled, "Your Majesty has always been a good student."

Without explaining the deep meaning of his behavior to Lu Fenglou, Chu Yunsheng instructed one of his subordinates to take Lu Fenglou out and throw him into the boot camp.

Seeing Lu Fenglou's thin but straight back, Chu Yunsheng deliberately confessed to the general: "This young master Lou has an old relationship with this king, so he brought it here for training, just like those young master soldiers in the past. Come on, don't be demanding."

As soon as Lang Jiang heard this, he understood in his heart. After leaving the tent, he took Lu Fenglou to find a centurion. He didn't know what to say. The centurion waved his hand expressionlessly and let Lu Fenglou stand. To the end of the queue, followed by punches.

Lu Fenglou said that he has a temperament, and young people in their teens and twenties naturally have it. But he is different from the real recruit Danzi, the rich young master, he is a puppet young emperor, from childhood to adulthood, all temperament has also been sharpened into a stoic and hidden sharp knife, so naturally he is very tolerant and distinguishable. of.

He knew that Chu Yunsheng's words to Lang Jiang were provoking him, so he didn't take it seriously. When punching in the queue, all he thought about was Chu Yunsheng pulling him here.

When Lu Fenglou came out of his thoughts, he was shocked to realize that this set of punches had already been finished, but the centurion did not let him go. Run around the school grounds.

Boxing gestures and gestures are nothing. But this running is really tiring, especially in the cold winter and the twelfth lunar month. Running fast at the foot of this mountain with a mouthful of icy slag and cold air is like tearing a hole in one's chest, burning like a knife.

Lu Fenglou ran for a few laps while hanging at the end of the queue, and then he fainted.

But fortunately, the hundred or so of them seemed to be like him, all panting and procrastinating, but it didn't seem that he was too embarrassed.

After a few laps and another set of punches, the centurion formed a team and assigned tasks to these recruits. Some patrol, some chop wood, and some sort things out. It can be considered that they perform their duties and are well organized.

Because Lu Fenglou was a newcomer, he took special care of him. He was assigned a light job and went outside to pick up firewood. He was accompanied by two young men, one fat and one thin.

Lu Fenglou glanced at the two of them, looked at their hands, feet and faces, and roughly knew that the two were probably just like his faked identities, they were some rich dudes who were thrown in to be trained.

The thin one was not really thin, but was hollowed out by the color of wine, and the blue and black were extremely conspicuous at the moment. As for the fat one, at first glance, he was raised by his family to be slick and smooth, and he had to eat and wear a lot.

It's just such a group of people that Chu Yunsheng took them into the new barracks for no apparent reason. After all, in the battle, you can't rely on wine and money.

"Hey, brother, which family are you from? Why haven't you seen it before?" The three of them walked out with the basket on their backs, and the fat man came over to talk.

Lu Fenglou said lightly: "Lou Feng, not from Beijing."

Lu Fenglou made up his identity casually, not afraid of being exposed. Although he is an emperor, no one has ever seen him except for the ministers of the previous dynasty, and even the ministers of the previous dynasty looked at him through a layer of hats, really wanting to remind them of his face , nine out of ten of them must not remember.

In addition, he was a powerless emperor who was isolated in a deep palace. The door locks of the imperial study were all dusted, and he did not summon anyone, even many nobles did not know him. Not to mention the people in the barracks, and so many rich families.

"Not from Beijing..."

The fat man scrutinized him a few times, "It's so dark, is it from the border gate? Every time my father goes to the border gate for a business, it must be blackened a layer, as if he was smeared with ink..."

"Although it's dark, it's not rough. The border is very windy. I think Brother Lou is not from the border." The thin man was more shrewd, looked at Lu Fenglou carefully, and said, "But it doesn't matter where the people are, in short, we are all now. The sick cat in this pit has to be curled up."

The fat man said in frustration: "I don't know why my father tortured me so cruelly this time! I also eat, drink and have fun on weekdays. It was ruthless, and it threw me directly to the place where this bird doesn't shit! I can't run yet... I heard that if I run, I will be beheaded!"

"Destroying a soldier is naturally a death penalty." Lu Fenglou said.

The fat man sighed a few times and walked forward.

The topography of the barracks in the north of the city is excellent. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers. On the other side of the mountain is another barracks.

The three of Lu Fenglou were also not allowed to go far. They only picked up firewood on the hill within the barracks and chopped down some trees. When the three large baskets are full, the task is completed.

In the process of chopping wood, Lu Fenglou got close to the fat and thin duo in just a few words.

The two were longer than he had been here, but only a few more days. And the hundred or so of them are all children of wealthy families, and they are all from the barracks recently.

Lu Fenglou felt that something was wrong here, but he didn't rashly ask for anything.

The barracks is Chu Yunsheng's territory. He is now being slaughtered, but he doesn't want to be caught.

There were no three meals in the barracks, only two meals. The vegetable soup was soaked with dry buns.

When night was approaching, torches were lit in the barracks, and Lu Fenglou was squatting beside the haystack drinking hot vegetable soup when he heard a commotion in the distance.

He raised his head and looked at the fire in the distance, but saw that the gates of the barracks were completely opened, and a large number of soldiers came from a distance, crowded and cloudy.

As it got closer, a neat sound like a giant drum and thunder came, and the ground beneath my feet seemed to vibrate.

Everyone around looked up.

When these soldiers came in, Lu Fenglou realized that the thunderous movement was from them. Their running movements were terrifyingly neat, and there was absolutely no lingering in an ordinary array. Once they moved, they didn't look like hundreds or thousands of people moving together, but more like a burly giant striding.

Chu Yunsheng raised his hand slightly at the front of the team, and the giant's movements stopped immediately.

Forbidden.

Rao is that Lu Fenglou has not read a few military books, and he knows the horror of such a team.

He slowly lowered his eyes mixed with horror and doubt, and heard whispered discussions beside him.

"This is our pioneer camp in the north of the city? It's really majestic..."

"Although our pioneer battalion has only been established for less than half a month, these people in the battalion have all fought to kill the enemy and have seen blood! The general deliberately picked it out, this is sharpening the knife!"

"It's only half a month, but it looks more majestic than Da Zhou's army..."

Is majestic.

But this majesty, don't know who it is for.

Lu Fenglou lowered his head and drank the completely cold vegetable soup in the bowl.

In the eyes of others, the majestic Pioneer Camp is actually not quite what Chu Yunsheng intended.

Although this team was already banned and had some blood, it was still far from the regular troops that Chu Yunsheng trained in the interstellar era. Unsteady stance, messy running, not ruthless in killing enemies, procrastinating, courageous... Chu Yunsheng glanced at him, and he could see too many shortcomings.

It's just that after less than half a month of training, it is impossible to put too high demands on this team.

But since he showed this knife, he had to sharpen it carefully and patiently.

Chu Yunsheng naturally knew that Lu Fenglou must have seen this movement, and he might have suspected something, but he didn't take it seriously if there were too many lice or too much debt.

evening.

After the veterans and the recruits completed the patrol mission, Lu Fenglou was so tired that he couldn't even lift a finger.

During the day, the shoulder blade that carried the basket on the back hurt badly, and the legs were also very sore. Pampered all year round, once you do some work, you will collapse badly.

Since he was a newcomer and there were not enough tents, Lu Fenglou was arranged to live in a small tent with an old cook.

After taking a shower, the old man had been snoring for a long time. He seemed to be still angry, afraid of the heat, and his hands and feet were pulled out of the quilt.

Lu Fenglou came in lightly, took off his coat, and slipped into the bed with the jacket inside. He stretched out his feet, but was startled.

is hot.

The slightly hot heat rolled up from the soles of his feet and spread to his limbs and bones, making the whole bed feel warm. Inexplicably, Lu Fenglou thought of the warm palm that held his ankle.

He lay in bed for a while, suddenly thought of something, and quickly got up and took off his jacket to look.

Sure enough, the waist, abdomen and knees were thicker than a layer, and the seemingly dirty shoes were also padded with deeper cotton.

No wonder walked in the snow cave for a long time today, but feet were not cold at all.

Lu Fenglou sat in the dark tent for a while, until the cold wind blew in from the door curtain, making him shiver, then he buttoned up his old jacket and lay back under the quilt.

Chu Yunsheng didn't know what his little emperor was thinking, but Lu Fenglou's body was still being maintained, and he needed to exercise. It was baked secretly like a thief, and the vegetable soup for dinner was ordered to be kept hot. It can be said that he took care of everything.

He didn't expect Lu Fenglou to appreciate it either.

Just when preparing the padded jackets for Lu Fenglou, Chu Yunsheng looked at the food and clothing in the barracks and felt that it was not enough, so he privately asked Di Yan to open his own private store and thickened a batch of padded jackets.

Thick cotton-padded coats were supposed to be normal items for soldiers, but once the military salaries were cut again and again, the Dajin treasury was empty, and it was impossible to make a new batch of cotton-padded coats.

Chu Yunsheng had a limited number of cotton-padded clothes, so he had to give it to the well-trained soldiers first as a reward.

Most of these soldiers were in the Pioneer Camp.

After the specially thickened jackets were distributed to the vanguard camp, the other soldiers were jealous, and they trained even harder.

Especially the lazy young master soldiers who have never suffered hardship, they are so angry that their teeth are clenched.

"If I were still at home, I don't know how many beauties would warm the quilt for this young master at this time, wearing brocade satin, sleeping with warm and fragrant soft pillows, those ragged cotton jackets who are rare..."

The fat man was so jealous that his tears almost came out, and when he saw his new friend Lu Fenglou, he felt something was wrong: "Old Feng, what's the matter, you envy them too?"

Lu Fenglou loosened his slightly frowning brows and shook his head, only to feel that the warm cotton-padded clothes on his body seemed to be a lot thinner in an instant, and it was a little cold.

- It's all about buying people's hearts.

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