Qiu Yue did not expect that he was reported to Beijing by Emperor Zhu Houzhao to train a group of Jinshi civil servants and noble children. He felt a headache about this.

Because in this era, the nobles and the nobles were inferior to the civil servants, and these Jinshi and civil servants were all unaffiliated by Qiu Yue, and the nobles' children were all nobles, and the families behind them were so powerful that they were scary.

Even Emperor Zhu Houzhao himself had to participate in training.

"Your Majesty, I dare to ask, how do I train, it seems that these ministers can't afford to offend them!"

Qiu Yue looked at Zhu Houzhao in military uniform, pointed to the group of Jinshi civil servants and noble children behind Zhu Houzhao, and asked with a bitter look on his face.

"Except for my mood and time, and when I have time, these people are trained according to the recruits in your camp. They fight when they should and punish when they should. If you really don't dare to take action, tell me that I will make the decision for you!"

Zhu Houzhao said and patted Qiu Yue on the shoulder: "Let's start!"

Qiu Yue nodded. As a border general, he naturally had a set of experience in training soldiers. He immediately walked to the field of the Beijing University and saw the Jinshi civil servants and noble children sitting on the ground chatting like a poetry meeting. He shouted: "Stand!"

Zhang Lun, the grandson of British Duke Zhang Mao, was reluctant to come here, so he habitually scolded loudly: "I am the one with Qiu! Why are you yelling about? Believe it or not, I have let the Ministry of War dismiss you!"

"Mr. Master, please calm down. There is nothing you can do about this. Your Majesty asked me to train you and treat you as a new recruit. Since I want to train you, I will naturally let you stand first!"

Qiu Yue advised with kind words that although he had obtained Zhu Houzhao's holy intention, he still did not dare to treat these people directly as real recruits to train.

"I just don't stand up! What do you want?" Zhang Lun intended to show off his might, and then picked up his hands and said disdainfully.

"That's right, we just don't stand well. What else can you do to us?" Xue Han, the son of Marquis of Yangwu, also started a fuss.

Qiu Yue was a little helpless for a moment. He thought that if this was really a training of recruits in the border town, such a person would have to lose his skin even if he didn't die.

Zhu Houzhao came over at this time, and Leng Yan asked: "Who are you two? Report your names!"

When Zhang Lun and Xue Han saw that it was Emperor Zhu Houzhao coming, they were so scared that they changed their faces: "Your Majesty! Report to Your Majesty! I am Zhang Lun, the grandson of the British Duke, and Xue Han, the son of the Marquis of Yangwu!"

"Come here! Put these two people in the confinement room! Keep them for three days first!"

Zhu Houzhao said and said to Qiu Yue: "Didn't they ask you what you can do to them? From now on, you will put them in jail! You decide for yourself how many days you are detained. Since these people are all noble people, Qiu Yue dares not fight, but you dare to keep them in jail."

"I obey the order!"

Qiu Yue responded quickly, shook his head in his heart, and complained in his heart: "It can be seen that Your Majesty himself dare not attack these noble children. In this case, these ointments and gangs cannot be trained as good soldiers!"

Zhang Lun and Xue Han did not resist or beg for mercy. They were taken to the confinement room by the Jinyiwei in obedience. Before leaving, they sneered at Qiu Yue provocatively. Qiu Yue was very angry when he saw this, but he was helpless.

Therefore, Qiu Yue doesn't want to train these golden nobles anymore.

On the contrary, Zhu Houzhao was more calm and smiled and said, "Qiu Yue, start, don't waste time!"

"yes!"

Qiu Yue began to train these Jinshi civil servants and noble children, and started with how to stand and walk. Because Zhu Houzhao is here, these people are very regular, so Qiu Yue asked them to do whatever they want.

However, as soon as Zhu Houzhao left, Zhang Cong squatted on the ground first, covered his stomach and said, "General Qiu, the student suddenly has a stomachache, I'll go to the toilet first!"

"Go!"

Qiu Yue didn't dare to treat Zhang Cong, after all, Zhang Cong was born as a Jinshi, and now he is a person around the emperor.

But what Qiu Yue didn't expect was that after half an hour, Zhang Cong still did not come back.

At this time, Xia Yan had an idea when he saw this, and suddenly pretended to hit a noble child, then fell to the ground, covered his knees and started to chuck: "Oh! The little marquis of the Liu family hit the student! The student was hit so much! General Qiu, the student asked for a leave and came to train again tomorrow!"

As he said that, Xia Yan ran away first and even smiled secretly.

Anyuan Hou Liu Sizhong thought that this literati had many ideas, so he followed suit. Suddenly he covered his head and screamed: "Suddenly, I have a great headache! General Qiu, let me go home and rest first!"

So Liu Sizhong also ran away.

Next, these people started to say either stomachache or headache, and then they all ran away.

Only Yan Song was here alone. Seeing Qiu Yue's face was quite embarrassed, he laughed and said: "General Qiu, don't be angry. These people are just like this. They are not considered evil, but they are all very clever. They just can't use the right path. Your Majesty wants to turn them into useful talents, but they are not good at it. Now there is only Yan here. It's better to go to Yan's place to sit. It's cold, and it's better to drink a little hot tea in the house."

"No! Your Majesty said that my mission is to train you. Even if you are the only one, you have to train! Yan Song, right? Stand immediately!"

Qiu Yue rejected Yan Song and even looked stern, thinking that Yan Song would not have to find a reason to ask for leave.

"Oh!" Yan Song knew that Zhu Houzhao valued Qiu Yue very much, so he thought about getting close to Qiu Yue's trap. However, he didn't expect that Qiu Yue was a very old-fashioned person, so he had to copy and cover his stomach.

"Does Yan Siye have a stomachache?" At this time, Zhu Houzhao walked back, silenced at Qiu Yue, and asked coldly in imitating Qiu Yue's voice.

Yan Song nodded: "God of General Qiu! This wind blowing in the field can easily hurt your stomach. Yan left first. Come and have time to have tea! Yan has a good rainy dragon-jing there!"

"stop!"

Zhu Houzhao suddenly shouted.

Only then did Yan Song realize that it was Zhu Houzhao's voice, and he was so scared that he fell to the ground on the spot, crying: "Your Majesty! I am just, just."

"Do you just want to be in custody?" Zhu Houzhao asked.

Yan Song thought that confinement should not be anything, wasn’t it just a short time in the dark room? At this time, he lied that he must be unable to hide it from His Majesty the Emperor. It would be better to admit directly that he wanted to confinement, and then smiled and said, “I just want to experience it!”

"Okay, come and take Yan Song down. He is the recruit training admiral. He will be imprisoned for two more days, and directly imprisoned for five days!"

Zhu Houzhaohan ordered with a face.
Chapter completed!