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Chapter 21: The Art of War Marching

  Zhao Xi hadn't been lying there for a moment before she really fell asleep.

  After having a midnight snack, I've also come to a conclusion about what's been on my mind. Now that I've made up my own mind, there's no need for me to pretend to be reading a book.

  Besides, what he was flipping through were actually the ones he had memorized at Cai Shantang today.

  Some people can't sleep.

  Wang Zhongzheng couldn't sleep. Today, Wang Ye went to school and called him out for a walk, still at the palace wall where they had looked before.

  He listened to the king's words, some places were sprinkled with white phosphorus foam, some places were sprinkled with sulfur foam, and there were high points where the king was asked to apply green vitriol oil.

  Tonight, the lodging guard was burned by heavenly fire.

  Wang Zhongzheng is not stupid, he knows it must be related to what Wang Ye let him do, and he also knows that this has to be kept in his belly, otherwise Wang Ye would have nothing to do with it, and the one who dies will be him.

  How did King Wu manage to do it?

  ……

  "Is there a glimmer of hope?"

  Zhao Zhen was also awake, having just sent Cai Shi away. These dirty things would not be let known to the empress.

  "Returning to the official's residence, Liu Feng and Liu Luoming were suspected the most, but they were burned to death today."

  "What is the cause of the fire?"

  "Returned to the official's residence, because in the middle of the night the fire was visible from afar, the palace interior patrol arrived promptly. When the old slave arrived, the scene was chaotic and no other traces were seen."

  Chen Lin was also frustrated. The case of Zhu's drowning had originally made some progress, but unexpectedly the main suspect Liu Feng was said to have been burned to death by heavenly fire.

  "This matter has ended in beheading again? How should I view it? Can you guarantee it, Imperial City Guard?"

  "Return to the official's residence, the old slave of the Imperial City Guard can guarantee it!"

  Zhao Zhen helplessly waved his hand and let Chen Lin go down.

  This is one's own home, all the swings in the inner courtyard have been worn out, one's own woman has drowned, now even the imperial guards are being burned to death... What a thousand holes! It's really a palace with a thousand holes!

  Zhao Zhen did not know how other emperors would handle this matter, and he also had the idea of executing all the guards on duty today, but in the end, he could not bring himself to do it.

  Those people are after all guarding the imperial palace, they themselves cannot lose heart, but such a guard is really too disappointing.

  ……

  "Zong Hui, was it you who did Liu Feng's deed?"

  It's really frustrating! The King of Runan arranged a guard, exhausting his efforts, but just because of the dying Zhu Shi, it ended like this. Looking at the row of sons under his feet... If the thirteenth ultimately comes to nothing, relying on the current sons' arrogance, I truly don't know what kind of outcome there will be in the end.

  "Returning to Father, the child has done nothing. Even when the official of the Western Court made arrangements for Liu Feng, it was also entrusted to others."

  "Zong Yi, is there any news inside the palace?"

  "Return to father, multiple sources all think it is heavenly fire..."

  Zhao Zongyi said it out loud, but even he didn't believe it, yet several clues all pointed to the same thing.

  "Alright, no more actions for now. You brothers still need to make friends with scholars and stay away from the masters."

  Since the King of Boluo left the palace due to Zhao Zhen's appearance, it has been calculated for many years. However, unexpectedly, Zhao Zhen's third son should have died young, but he not only came back to life but also became so intelligent and gained great reputation among the people.

  It seems that the husbands have already recognized his status as the crown prince, and his future is worrying.

  ……

  The two palaces were on duty at night, and Han Qi was on duty last night. In the evening, he heard that there was a fire in the inner palace, and he was about to enter the palace to check, when an imperial attendant reported that it was a heavenly fire burning people.

  Han Qi didn't believe a single word of this nonsense, knowing it was another scandal in the inner court. Since the imperial family had refused outside interference, Han Qi followed the principle of "one less thing is better than one more thing" and didn't ask further questions.

  After getting up in the morning, Han Qi felt that he should go through the motions, even if it was just a daily inquiry, and he should also enter the inner courtyard to take a look.

  "1 2 1... 1 2 1..."

  As soon as he approached the inner courtyard, Han Qi heard such shouts, accompanied by the sound of several people's footsteps, neat and rhythmic.

  Han Qi hastened his pace by two steps and turned a corner... Is this the procession of the Marquis of Wu?

  Only one eunuch was seen beside him, Prince E of Wu followed the usual ceremonial procession route, nearly ten people, following the eunuch's shout, moving forward quickly.

  Almost ten people were running about, yet the ceremonial procession was surprisingly not in the least disordered.

  Han Qi was knowledgeable about military affairs and at a glance saw the effectiveness of this formation in both training and combat.

  At this point, Han Qi had already forgotten about the matter of the heavenly fire burning people's birds. This military law is much more important than killing one or two palace guards.

  Zhao Xi really admires the ancients. With just one word at a time printed out in an article, it can actually be like having punctuation marks.

  At this point, it's really not that having a thousand years of experience would make one ahead of the curve. Zhao Xi could only follow Sun Fu Du to parse sentences, and sometimes he especially wanted to add punctuation marks based on Mr. Sun's pauses.

  Zhao Xi has already started discussing Confucian classics, and it's only been a few months. Zhao Xi has jumped from the enlightenment stage to the Tongsheng stage.

  Han Qi found that there were too many strange things about E Wang Ye in this Cai Shantang.

  It was still the time when Liu Cheng's "Shuo Feng Lie" was being widely sung, and the officials in the court were discussing it casually. Who would have thought that now Prince E is actually starting to read "Shu Er", which is a text for children, and may even be involved in the imperial examination.

  "Husband..."

  Han Qi pushed open the door and came in, Sun Fu hastily stopped reading aloud...

  "Tomorrow, if it goes on like this, will the prince know what's going on?"

  "Returning to Master Hui, even if he were to finish the entire Analects of Confucius now, it would not be surprising given his natural intelligence."

  This... Han Qi thought he wasn't a fool himself, but having read and understood it by the time he was around ten years old, could the Marquis of E really be so monstrous?

  "Your Majesty, a gentleman is well-versed in learning..."

  This is a common way of testing one's familiarity with the Analects by saying half a sentence and letting the examinee continue.

  "The gentleman widely studies literature and restrains himself with propriety; it is also possible for him not to be dissatisfied."

  "This is from the Analects of Confucius, Yong Ye chapter, which means that a gentleman widely studies cultural classics and uses etiquette to restrain himself without deviating from the classics."

  It's actually quite strange that Zhao Xi has a strong grasp of these twisted and turning words, which is not something he could originally do.

  Han Qi also stopped continuing, he knew it was meaningless, and looked at Zhao Xi's calm expression, he also knew... what Sun Fu said was true.

  "Your Majesty, what is the origin of the ritual for the procession?"

  Han Qi still hadn't forgotten his purpose for coming here.

  "His Excellency, Xiaowang does not want to waste the morning hours, nor does he want to lose his composure due to running. Therefore, he uses this method to train his attendants, in order to achieve both goals. If Your Excellency thinks it is unbecoming, Xiaowang will follow proper etiquette from now on."

  Zhao Xi knew that he was not yet in a position to be arrogant, and he also knew that this group of people liked to blame the royal family at this time.

  "No, Your Highness, Zhi Gui came with the imperial entourage and thinks this method can be used for military training and marching, and even in battle."

  It's done! Zhao Xi knew that his purpose had been achieved after hearing Han Qi's words.

  What's impolite? What's morning glory? All nonsense. He just wants to bring some training of the later generations of the military, step by step, to the Great Song Dynasty.

  After all, this will be one's own territory.

  "Returning to Mr. Xiang, Xiao Wang has not yet perfected it, and in his confusion, he is aware that it can become a system. For now, it's just superficial."

  At this time, Han Qi also seemed to have touched the door boundary...

  "Good! I'll quietly wait for good news."

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