Su Liuyi walked a little in front of Zhao Dongting to lead the way, hesitated for several years, and said, "The emperor has made up his true saint's will, is it for Yue Peng that job?"

He obviously still resented the matter.

Zhao Dongting just thought he was sticking to those conventions and said impatiently: "I have already appointed him as an official in front of all the soldiers, can't I still be a joke?"

Su Liuyi nodded and stopped talking.

When a minister wants to advance and retreat, Su Liuyi can be the best minister, so he is naturally familiar with this.

When he arrived at the guards' military academy, more than 400 horsemen were ready to fight. He was bright in armor and silver helmets, and his spear was sharp, which was very majestic.

As soon as Zhao Dongting and others arrived, Jiang Cunzhong, the officer of the Ma Army, and Lu Chuanyao, the deputy officer, turned over and dismounted, came forward, and bowed and said, "I will bow to the emperor."

When Zhao Dongting first saw the majesty of the horse army, he thought that Jiang Cunzhong and others were good at managing the army. At this moment, he suddenly felt something was wrong.

The small court of the Southern Song Dynasty fled from Lin'an City and was chased and suppressed by the Yuan army several times in the middle, and was killed and abandoned. But at present, these horse soldiers are glamorous. If you think about it carefully, it is a bit unreasonable.

How could they not even have silk scratches on their armor?

This is a way to show me. Zhao Dongting muttered in his heart, but he didn't expect that all the officials of the Song Dynasty understood this.

He didn't point it out at the moment, but just said, "My guards and horse army are so glamorous..."

When Su Liuyi heard this, he immediately glanced at Jiang Cunzhong and others. With his cunning, he naturally saw what Jiang Cunzhong and the others were playing.

Jiang Cunzhong and the others were far from expecting that the little emperor was so keen, and they were also embarrassed at the moment. If they couldn't explain well, it seemed that it was not good if they didn't explain.

The main reason is that Zhao Dongting is too deceptive. Who would have thought that a 10-year-old child would have such insight?

Thinking of Zhao Dongting's capture of the military power of the guards last night, Jiang Cunzhong and Lu Chuanyao no longer dared to underestimate the little emperor. They knew very well about the fact that they deliberately rectified the military camp for Zhao Dongting to see. They knew that they were pretty eyebrows and eyes for the blind man to see. They were useless, and they could not say that the emperor was displeased.

Fortunately, Zhao Dongting did not care about this matter with them, and just said lightly: "The military management should be based on pragmatism."

Jiang Cunzhong and others should have been there one after another.

Zhao Dongting did not examine the guards and horse army again, and said, "From now on, let the guards come here to practice at the right time every day, and I will conduct the inspection in person. What I need is a powerful soldier who can fight and win battles, rather than a training guard of etiquette, which is understandable?"

Jiang Cunzhong and others knelt on one knee, "I will remember!"

Zhao Dongting waved his hand, and took Li Yuanxiu, Yinger and others away with him.

Su Liuyi looked left and right, and finally chose to stay in the school grounds and not follow Zhao Dongting, so as not to suffer from the little emperor's expression.

Zhao Dongting and others returned to the forbidden palace, Li Yuanxiu was serving him, Ying'er helped him pinch his shoulders, and the young eunuchs served him with diligent care.

Seeing that it was still early and there was still some time before lunch, Zhao Dongting said to Ying'er: "Yinger, you can teach me how to practice martial arts!"

Ying'er's bare hands were still gently kneading Zhao Dongting's shoulders, and said in her mouth: "Your Majesty, I think there are people who are more suitable to teach you martial arts than me."

Zhao Dongting was slightly stunned and then said, "Are you talking about Yue Peng?"

Ying'er smiled softly and said, "The emperor is so smart. When I was at home, my father taught me most of the kung fu that girls practiced. General Yue's kung fu should be more suitable for you."

Zhao Dongting nodded, thinking that what Ying Er said made sense, "But... General Yue wants to train sergeants, so how can he have time to teach me martial arts?"

At this critical moment of the Song Dynasty, Zhao Dongting did not feel that his personal interests were more important than soldiers' practice.

Ying Er didn't expect this and kept silent.

At this time, the eunuch Li Yuanxiu, who was serving next to him, suddenly said, "The emperor is really interested in practicing martial arts?"

Zhao Dongting looked at him and said, "I also dream of being that invincible hero. Although I don't know if there is a chance, it's good to strengthen my body."

"If this is the case, I am willing to teach the emperor." Li Yuanxiu said.

Zhao Dongting was a little confused, "Dadfather-in-law, you know how to fight?"

Li Yuanxiu smiled and said, "I have practiced martial arts before entering the palace. It has been 64 years since then. In my Song Dynasty palace, the eunuchs who teach martial arts are far from the old slave."

Zhao Dongting then remembered that there seemed to be an eunuch in the Song Dynasty who led his troops. In this era, it seemed that eunuchs would not be a rare thing to do.

He immediately became energetic and asked Li Yuanxiu, "Why don't my father-in-law know what his martial arts are?"

Li Yuanxiu did not answer, but reached out and patted the pillar behind him. The pillar was made of the trunk of a century-old tree through special steps. The degree of hardness can be imagined. There was no sound at the moment, but when he retreated, there was a palm print about an inch deep on the pillar.

Not to mention that Zhao Dongting, who had never seen such a world, even Ying'er was stunned on the spot.

Who would have thought that the old eunuch would be a peerless master?

Ying'er thought to herself that she would not be able to develop such powerful internal strength as Eunuch Li for another hundred years.

Zhao Dongting was even more shocked. If it weren't for the Song Dynasty, he would have doubted whether the old eunuch was playing magic tricks.

He naturally didn't know that practicing qigong is divided into internal and external skills. The so-called practice of boxing without practicing qigong will be empty when he is old. All those who are strong in martial arts are those who practice both internal and external.

External skills are tricks. As long as you are not a fool, you can usually practice well. It is just a matter of time. However, internal skills are extremely exquisite. Those with talent go thousands of miles a day, and those who have no talent will not achieve much even if they practice for thousands of years. Li Yuanxiu's internal skills are so profound that he is infamous. In fact, his strength is unfathomable.

He was obviously very confident in his strength. After showing his hand, he asked Zhao Dongting: "What does the emperor think of Lao Nu's kung fu?"

Zhao Dongting was full of admiration and said, "Then I will bother my father-in-law from now on."

He was just a polite word, but when Li Yuanxiu heard it, he said seriously: "It is the duty of an old slave to be loyal to the emperor."

At this moment, Zhao Dongting really couldn't integrate Li Yuanxiu and the image of kneeling down and begging Yang Shufei to spare his life. With his strength, if he had risen up at that time, it would be better to kill the people in the whole room?

But he didn't do that.

Zhao Dongting looked at Li Yuanxiu and couldn't help but sigh that the thinking of ancient people is really different from that of modern people. He regards the king as the most and penetrates into the bones of many people. The small court of the Southern Song Dynasty has fallen to this point. Although the ministers are still intrigue, many of them are really loyal people.

Thinking of this, Zhao Dongting finally developed some confidence in the Southern Song Dynasty court.

Later, he began to practice martial arts with Li Yuanxiu. Since his body had not yet been healed, Li Yuanxiu just taught him the method of practicing internal skills first.

In this way, Zhao Dongting would go to the schoolyard to inspect the guards' practice every day at Mao hour, and then practice martial arts. In his spare time, he would read some military books, ancient books, calligraphy, etc. He tried his best to make himself integrate into this world quickly.

That day, he was already in the morning. Before he left, an eunuch said outside: "Emperor, the Queen Mother asks you to go to the morning court."

Morning court?

Zhao Dongting turned his head to look at Ying Er who was changing clothes for her, and asked, "What did the Empress Dowager suddenly asks me to do in the morning court?"

Ying Er smiled and said, "The Emperor worked hard these days, and the Queen Mother may have seen it. She thinks that you have grown up and want you to discuss national affairs together!"

Zhao Dongting shook his head and smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid that's it."

If Concubine Yang really wanted to let herself be the little emperor in charge, she would not have stopped her when she wanted to take charge of the guards' personal army.

But it’s not enough to stay in this bedroom all the time. Zhao Dongting said to himself: “Then let’s see what my mother wants to do!”

When Zhao Dongting arrived at the palace of the morning court, dozens of civil and military officials were already standing inside. The ones ahead were all civil and military officials, and the generals were lined up behind him. When they saw Zhao Dongting coming, they all knelt on the ground and shouted long live.

Zhao Dongting, let Li Yuanxiu support him, walked straight to the dragon couch in the middle of the hall, sitting down.

The Empress Dowager Yang Shufei was on his left side, and the couch was a few points higher.

Zhao Dongting called out to his mother softly, and Concubine Yang chuckled and nodded, letting the ministers be calm.

A few days after coming to the Southern Song Dynasty, Zhao Dongting had not attended court yet, so he just sat down and didn't speak.

Concubine Yang Shu looked around with a smile, her voice soft and squirming very nicely, "Do you guys have something to say?"

Immediately someone stood up and bowed, "I have something to do to report."

Zhao Dongting still remembers this man, who was a general in the guards' infantry army.

"explain."

Concubine Yang Shu said.

The general immediately shouted: "Mr. Yue Pengyue, the deputy official in charge of the infantry army, was too harsh in training soldiers, which caused the soldiers to complain and some of them to become sick. I beg the Empress Dowager to choose another person to do the deputy official in the infantry army, and please let the Empress Dowager know how to learn!"

Hearing his words, Zhao Dongting instantly cursed.

I have only promoted Yue Peng for a few days, and they are starting to impeach him now. Isn’t it obvious that I want to use the emperor to suppress him?

Concubine Yang Shu didn't ask herself to come to court early, and didn't ask herself to come to court later, but she just called her at this time, obviously knowing this in her heart.

Zhao Dongting knew in his heart that this morning court was targeted at him. Concubine Yang always felt that there was something strange about her resurrection and memory loss.
Chapter completed!