When Zhu Wen saw the Crown Prince smiling, he thought he wouldn't hit him, so he hurriedly nodded in order to get close to the Crown Prince:

"Your Highness, it is rare for the capital camp to assemble suddenly like this. The general did not react for a while. Your Highness, please let me go. I will definitely honor Chitose tomorrow..."

Zhu Cixiang had just been teasing this idiot. Seeing how shameless he was, his face suddenly darkened and he said coldly:

"As a general of the Ming Dynasty's Noble God's Machine Battalion, the sound of the three-way drum is too late. What if there is an invasion by a foreign enemy? If you don't worry about the country, you still have the nerve to beg for mercy. I will add thirty military sticks!"

"Your Highness, you can't be so ruthless, it will chill the Ming Dynasty..."

Seeing the Crown Prince laughing and laughing, Zhu Wen originally thought that the Crown Prince would let him go, but unexpectedly, he added thirty military sticks. Zhu Wen was dumbfounded.

Seeing that this boy was not honest, Yue Yang directly picked up his military stick and started to fight, which made Zhu Wen howl like a slaughtered pig.

After fifty rounds of military sticks, Zhu Wen was beaten to pieces, and the bones in his legs were broken. Zhu Wen didn't even have the strength to cry out in pain, and he soon fainted.

Seeing Zhu Wen's miserable state, Zhang Shize felt his legs begin to tremble. He never imagined that the young crown prince could be so ferocious.

Zhu Cixiang glanced at Zhu Wen coldly, turned around and walked towards the soldiers in the capital camp.

Yue Yang, Yuan Gui and the East Palace Guards were protecting him, and Zhang Shize quickly followed.

When the soldiers from the Beijing camp who gathered at the school grounds saw the crown prince walking toward them, the soldiers immediately knelt down:

"Meet the Crown Prince Chitose!"

Zhu Cixiang waved his hands to the soldiers in the Beijing camp and said loudly:

"Soldiers, please be free of any courtesy!"

"Thank you Crown Prince for your thousand years!"

After the soldiers from the Beijing camp stood up, they instinctively straightened their backs and looked straight ahead. They wanted to show their best side to the crown prince.

However, for such a battle-hardened army, Zhu Cixiang could not feel the slightest murderous aura in them.

The majestic Ming Dynasty's capital camp was transformed into what it is now by Zhu Chunchen and others. Zhu Cixiang was angry and felt a sense of sadness in his heart.

You must know that during the Yongle period, they were an invincible force that shocked the north.

Zhu Cixiang walked around among the crooked battle formations of the soldiers in the Beijing camp.

Soon another problem was discovered. The majority of soldiers were over thirty years old, and all of them were sallow and thin.

Only a small half of the soldiers are around 20 years old. Most of these young soldiers seem to be well-nourished and fat.

Zhu Cixiang began to wonder, did young soldiers eat differently than older soldiers?

Looking at the various types of armor they wore, some were wearing leather armor, and some were wearing iron armor. They didn't look like a regular army at all, and were very different from the Ming Jingying camp in his mind.

Zhu Cixiang turned around and asked Zhang Shize next to him:

"Why do the soldiers in the Beijing camp have so many different types of clothes and armor? Is this also the case when they go into battle to kill the enemy? All the equipment given to the Beijing camp by the imperial court has been embezzled by the superiors?"

Zhang Shize awkwardly raised his hands and said:

"Your Highness, there is not much training in the Beijing camp. Maybe because of the emergency gathering today, I didn't have time to dress up. Those who are neatly dressed are all the generals' servants."

Zhu Cixi shook his head speechlessly and asked again:

"Why are some soldiers sallow and thin, while others are white and fat? Don't they just eat from the same pot?"

Zhang Shize held his hand again and said:

"Most of the veterans in the Beijing camp are hereditary military households. The pay issued by the court is insufficient. In addition, there are some reasons that make military households difficult to live and unable to keep up with their nutrition..."

Zhu Cixiang pointed at the young soldiers:

"What about those chubby young soldiers? Have they all been paid in full? Why are their situations so different?"

"Your Highness, you may not know much about the situation in the Beijing camp. Most of them are the noble sons of the military and the servants of the generals in the Beijing camp..."

Although Zhang Shize knew everything about Zhu Cixiang, he still scratched his head in embarrassment when he talked about the noble sons and servants.

He was still embarrassed to say some words, and the same was true for his Shenshu camp.

Zhu Cixiang was not a fool. Although Zhang Shize only spoke half of his words, he immediately understood the reason.

Nowadays, most of the Ming army is like this, and it cannot be changed in a short time.

The guard system has long since collapsed, and it is impossible to increase the combat effectiveness of the Ming army in a short period of time.

Only by tearing down and rebuilding can there be hope. To tear down and rebuild, we must abolish the garrison soldiers and turn everything into a recruitment system, but this is also full of difficulties.

All the guards in the Ming Dynasty were controlled by nobles, and the soldiers in the guards were also hereditary.

The guardsmen have actually become free tenants of the nobles and officers. Once the guards are moved, they will touch the cake of the nobles and officers of the Ming Dynasty.

Although Zhu Cixiang is very confident in himself, he still knows himself. With his current ability, he cannot fight against the nobles of the Ming Dynasty, otherwise he will die miserably.

The Ming Dynasty itself was very corrupt, the Ming Dynasty's army was in a mess, and there were party disputes in the officialdom.

Thinking of these, Zhu Cixiang suddenly felt powerless, but in order to live for a few more years and not to lose face as a time traveler, he still had to work hard to change the current situation of the Ming Dynasty.

If you want to change, you must have a good talk with Emperor Chongzhen. Chongzhen was not Emperor Xian of the Han Dynasty, and he still had real power.

Without the support of Emperor Chongzhen, it would be impossible for Zhu Cixiang to change the current situation of the Ming Dynasty on his own.

Seeing the Crown Prince's face becoming more and more gloomy, Zhang Shize was also very nervous. He was worried that the Crown Prince was up to no good.

Once the crown prince becomes angry and goes on a killing spree, the capital camp is likely to mutiny.

Zhang Shize whispered in Zhu Cixiang's ear:

"Your Highness, calm down. If you want to rectify the capital camp, you must take your time. You must not be impulsive. You think the Duke has left."

Zhu Cixiang looked back and found that Zhu Chunchen, the Duke of Chengguo, was about to walk out of the school grounds surrounded by a group of people.

Emperor Chongzhen had always been kind to his nobles. Zhu Cihong knew that Zhu Chunchen was beaten and refused to accept the defeat and left angrily. This was because he did not take him as the crown prince seriously at all.

Zhu Cixi knew that when Emperor Chongzhen came to court, he would not only be impeached by the civil officials, but also suffer verbal and written criticism from nobles and military generals.

However, Zhu Cixiang didn't care very much. After all, he was the legal heir of the Ming Dynasty.

He did not believe that Emperor Chongzhen would have the heart to kill his own son. As long as he did not die, the ones who would die would be these criminals who had harmed the Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Shize felt that Cheng Guogong also went too far. If it were his father, the British Duke Zhang Zhiji, who was beaten today, Zhang Shize believed that his father would never be as cruel as Zhu Chunchen.

The crown prince's supervision of the country is like the emperor's personal presence. What does Zhu Chunchen do to the emperor's face?

Zhang Shize shook his head and looked at the Crown Prince, only to find that the Crown Prince looked indifferent.

How could Zhu Cixi not see what Zhang Shize was thinking? He patted the future British prince on the shoulder and said:

"Little Duke, the Fifth Military Camp and the Shenji Camp are useless. I really don't want to look at them anymore. Currently, only your Shenshu Camp looks good. You must train well. I will never treat you badly in the future.

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The crown prince is the future successor of the Ming Dynasty, and Zhu Cixiang is obviously trying to win over the future British prince of the Ming Dynasty.

Being able to follow the crown prince is a sign of following the dragon. Zhang Shize was overjoyed when he heard this and hurriedly thanked him:

"Thank you, Your Highness, I am willing to die for the Ming Dynasty!"

At the same time as Zhang Shize thanked him, the system prompt sounded again:
Chapter completed!