After Tumu Fort, there were only civil officials in charge of military officials, civil officials in charge of military affairs, and no military officials in charge of civil affairs.

But Zhu Youxiao wanted to do this to make the Ming Dynasty's civil and military control.

However, the civil officials naturally did not want to do this.

Therefore, when Mao Wenlong, a military official who often went to the frontier to explore and slept in the open, suffered from stomach problems and severe physical fitness, came to the Imperial College, the officials and scholars of the Imperial College did not welcome him.

"A wild boar is suddenly going to be stationed in the courtyard of zhilan orchid and osmanthus trees. Are you in the mood to study here?"

Therefore, when Mao Wenlong came, Shi Fan of the Imperial College asked other officials and scholars of the Imperial College to come.

"Then this place where literary essence will be stinking in the future."

Mao Xiang said something.

The others laughed.

Even Luo Yuyi, the Imperial College Priest, couldn't help laughing.

Mao Wenlong had already heard the laughter and knew that these people were scolding him.

He didn't think he would come.

He knew that these literati were always very arrogant, not to mention that the scholars in the Imperial College were either children of the gentry or the best candidates in various places, so he naturally became even more arrogant and arrogant.

So, he didn't want to make things boring.

But the emperor's order is difficult to violate.

Moreover, Lu Xiangsheng also scolded him, saying that if he couldn't even deal with a bunch of literati, how could he enter the Privy Council?

Mao Wenlong heard the meaning of this.

If you want to become a general and a minister, you must first have the ability to deal with civil servants, otherwise you will suffer the losses of literati sooner or later in the future.

Mao Wenlong didn't know that his life and official fortune in his previous life were broken in the hands of a civil servant.

But now Lu Xiangsheng's guidance made him understand this.

In combat, we should pay attention to the enemy first.

Mao Wenlong purely regarded the civil servants and scholars of the Imperial College as the enemy to deal with, so he made preparations in advance.

Therefore, after Mao Wenlong came in and heard the laughter, he was not angry, but just put his hand in his mouth and shoved.

Suddenly, six well-trained Guards hunting dogs rushed in.

These hounds don't bark either.

But like the human army, they rushed towards the officials and scholars of the Imperial College in a neat and imposing manner.

Seeing this, the officials and scholars of the Imperial College immediately panicked and didn't know how to deal with it.

The Imperial College Supervisor Ye Shifan immediately stopped his smile, but before he could escape, he was suddenly pounced on by a hunting dog.

The hunting dog bit his arm directly, then pulled it down and fell to the ground, causing his butt to hurt.

Mao Xiang was also bitten by the hunting dog and dragged to the ground.

Mao Xiang shouted in pain because of this: "My injury is healed! Woo woo!"

Seeing this, Zhang Biming was anxious to run away, but was bitten by the hunting hound, and then he was dragged to the ground, screaming in pain.

Other officials and scholars from the Imperial College fled in panic.

Mao Wenlong walked in at this time and shrewd again, while the hunting dogs stopped attacking and obediently returned to Mao Wenlong's side.

Mao Wenlong said, "Everyone, you know now. If you don't practice martial arts training, you will be worse than a dog! Even a dog is worse than a dog! Haha!"
Chapter completed!