Zhu Ying shook his head and said: "What my grandson saw is a manifestation of the generals' overconfidence but insufficient strength."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly, but soon relaxed.

Liu He next to him trembled all over and became very flustered. He quickly added some charcoal to the brazier.

Royal charcoal is made from special trees. When burned, it not only has no peculiar smell, but also has a light and pleasant smell like incense, which has the effect of calming the mind.

Especially when it is first burned, the aroma is particularly strong.

Liu He naturally didn't dare to interrupt, so he could only put some effort into these small things.

Mainly because His Highness Taisun's words are too shocking.

What this means is that the generals are old and can no longer do their job.

But those generals were from the same era as His Majesty. When His Majesty frowned, Liu He's heart was lifted.

Isn't this an insinuation that His Majesty is old?

How can a man as talented and resourceful as your Majesty submit to old age? This is a taboo.

Zhu Ying's sentiment seemed to trigger a small crisis, but this crisis disappeared under Zhu Yuanzhang's smile.

If it were someone else, he would naturally be skinned and made up of grass. If it were his eldest grandson, of course he would just laugh.

"Does Grandson have any other ideas?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked without the slightest concern.

Zhu Ying replied calmly: "Sun'er feels that if the military wants to maintain efficient combat capabilities, the main direction is to develop towards younger people."

"As the saying goes, if you beat a master to death with random punches, a person's physical fitness will begin to gradually decline after reaching its peak in the forties. Even if you have rich combat experience, your personal physical strength will be difficult to maintain."

"When generals get older, the most important thing is to gain valuable battlefield experience. My grandson's military academy has not made much progress so far."

"So I thought, let these older generals, in the form of semi-retirement, no longer work hard, but pass on their life experience to the new generation of soldiers through teaching."

"In this way, our soldiers of the Ming Dynasty will be passed down from generation to generation and will last for a long time. They will be able to maintain efficient combat effectiveness and have rich experience."

The three major universities have been established for a long time.

However, in fact, it has never really developed, just like it only has a name.

For example, the Agricultural School was almost run by Zhu Xi alone, not to mention the Craftsman School, which was all dealing with matters related to matchlock guns.

The Military Academy has only made progress on the Xuanjiawei side, and it can be considered that it is constantly improving the system.

And this time, Zhu Ying also wanted to take this opportunity to provide new promotion channels for more young soldiers.

The nobles occupy high positions and almost block the promotion channels for the middle and lower levels. This is unhealthy and many soldiers have no motivation.

Secondly, as mentioned just now, with enough learning, younger soldiers can grow up faster and become the backbone of the new generation of the Ming Dynasty.

"What a great military commander." Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and said.

"Since ancient times, military affairs have been difficult to sustain. Heroes are mostly created by the times. This method of Da Sun can protect our Ming Dynasty's strong military power and no fear of foreign invasion."

In today's world, deposing hundreds of schools of thought and only respecting Confucianism is very unfriendly to military strategists.

Today's generals, except for those generals and generals, are really trained very few. Looking at the entire Ming Dynasty, there is no place for training.

Generally speaking, they are the heirs of military families, and then gain merit through battlefields and obtain the position of military attache. This is also the only source.

What Zhu Ying proposed was to form the concept of orderly inheritance of the entire army like a scholar.

After the Xuanjia Guards exercise this time, Zhu Ying will take this opportunity to recruit all these governors, colleagues, and officials, including many older commanders and commanders, into the military academy.

Just like the Imperial Academy, it continuously exported high-quality middle-level officers to the Ming Dynasty.

The Military Academy may no longer be called the Military Academy and should be renamed the Military Academy. Naturally, the candidate for the dean must be the old man.

"We are old, let Da Sun be the dean of this college."

Along the way, Zhu Ying and Zhu Yuanzhang kept chatting about the Military Academy. After hearing that he was asked to serve as the dean, Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile.

He even wanted his eldest grandson to bear such honor.

Zhu Ying replied: "Grandpa, how can this be done? How old is my grandson? How can he have any qualifications? And for the college, it is best for grandpa to be in charge."

"My grandson is too young to convince the public. Besides, if grandpa were the dean, all the commanders, generals and governors would be desperate to get in."

Hearing these somewhat complimentary words, Zhu Yuanzhang laughed and agreed.

Next to Long Chu were the guards in Jinyi, and then Lan Yu, Cao Zhen, Feng Sheng, Fu Youde and other princes followed on horseback.

Hearing the laughter and laughter of His Majesty and His Highness the Grand Sun, Lan Yu, Cao Zhen and others were also very excited, although they couldn't tell what they were talking about.

At dawn, a group of several hundred people arrived outside the Xuanjiawei barracks.

All the generals dismounted one after another, and Long Hu walked unimpeded all the way to the general platform.

When Zhu Ying walked out of the dragon chase, many of the sculpture-like soldiers of the Xuanjia Guard who had been waiting for a long time suddenly knelt down on one knee and shouted:

"Greetings to His Highness the Grand Sun, His Highness is a thousand years old, a thousand years old, a thousand years old!!!"

When Zhu Ying heard this, her eyes moved, and she couldn't help but glance at Cao Bing, who was also clasping his fists and kneeling on one knee.

At this time in the Ming Dynasty, it is not popular to call someone Qiantose.

Although shouting methods such as thousand years old and long live have become popular during the Wu and Zhou Dynasties of the Tang Dynasty.

Just because of the subtle relationship between emperors and princes in many dynasties, the word Chitose is rarely mentioned.

Now that all this has happened, most people would never have imagined that Cao Bing was the only one among the five thousand households of Xuan Jiawei.

Cao Bing knelt on one knee, with his head lowered so that his face could not be seen. Only he knew how nervous he was at this moment.

This was indeed proposed by him on his own initiative, and was recognized by thousands of other households.

Cao Bing has a keen political sense, and he understands very well how important the Grand Sun Royal Highness is to His Majesty.

Among the five Xuanjia Guard Qianhu, Cao Bing has always worked very hard because of his age. He knew that he could get the position of Xuanjia Guard Qianhu because of the nepotism of his father and Liang Guogong.

That's why I decided to find another way at this time, hoping to gain His Highness the Grand Sun's attention and favor.

At least, in the future reforms, he will not be kicked out of the core of His Highness the Grand Sun.

It has to be said that Zhu Ying was in a very beautiful mood after receiving many soldiers shouting "thousand years old".

After patting Cao Bing on the shoulder, Zhu Ying went to fetch the old man from Halong.

Feeling a light tap on his shoulder, Cao Bing was overjoyed and felt calm.

"Greetings to your Majesty, long live your Majesty! Long live your Majesty!!!"

As Zhu Yuanzhang came out, all the soldiers shouted again.

"All the soldiers are safe!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After coming down from the dragon, Zhu Ying supported the old man and went up to the general stage.

The Dianjiang Platform at Xuanjiawei Military Camp is very different from other military camps. Because of His Highness Taisun, it is relatively luxurious.

First of all, it is covered on three sides, just like a wooden house, and it is also three feet high.

It is equipped with a desk and chairs.

Once you go up there, you can sit down and watch, taking in a panoramic view. There are fire pots rising around the place to ward off the cold and keep warm.

In contrast, others naturally could only stand and watch.

This is why Zhu Yuanzhang did not ask civil servants to come. Most people really couldn't bear it.

With the sound of drums, the military exercise officially began.

The military exercises of Xuanjia Guard are naturally very different from those of other guards.

The five thousand households are divided into five teams, each occupying five areas.

Behind their area, there are five flags of red, orange, yellow, green and blue.

The end of the military exercise is to defend one's own area and seize other people's flags.

The weapons are naturally wooden swords and mainly wooden shields.

And the fighting is also extremely real.

Around the training ground, there are hundreds of doctors who have been prepared for a long time, as well as a large amount of golden sore medicine and bone-setting masters, who are always ready.

This opening alone shocked all the generals.

This is a real fight.

It turns out that this is Xuanjiawei's military drill.

In such a training environment, it is almost equivalent to continuous struggle and growth. It is no wonder that such soldiers are so good.

"Okay, Da Sun's arrangement is really eye-opening for us."

With just one glance, Zhu Yuanzhang could see the key.

The biggest difference between a regular army and a miscellaneous army, in an era dominated by cold weapons, is nothing more than morale and organization.

Morale is a very mysterious thing and is affected by many factors.
To be continued...