"Hehe, go back to Your Majesty, my godmother has booked me a marriage." Li Chengyin touched the back of his head and smiled embarrassedly.

"Oh? Which lady from?" Zhu Youlang asked with interest.

"Hehe, the eldest daughter of Lord Yuan Shiyuan, the doctor of the Ministry of Works' Campaign and Training Department."

"No, not bad." Zhu Youlang nodded repeatedly when he heard that he was the eldest daughter of a civil servant. You know, it was unlikely that this would be put in the past.

The literary nobles and the martial arts are inferior, and literati generally despise military people. Those who are the eldest daughter of the doctor in the Ministry of Works have to find a Jinshi to be a son-in-law. How could they find a military general?

"Yes, Your Majesty, someone with the status of Miss Yuan can find a rough person like me, thanks to Your Majesty. If Your Majesty had not improved his status as a soldier, I would never dare to think about it." Li Chengyin said gratefully.

"Hahaha, Chengyin, don't belittle yourself. It's her blessing to be able to find you. Is the wedding date set?"

"It's not yet. As I mean, I want to wait until the Qing army is defeated across the Yangtze River and then settle down before considering getting married. But my godmother doesn't do it and says she's in a hurry to hold her grandson."

"Don't push that far. Let's do this. Let me tell your godmother, don't worry first, wait for the order, I will handle your marriage." Zhu Youlang thought of Bai Xing and Xiaomei, and thought about waiting for Jiangxi, Guangxi, Hunan and Yunnan to conquer them. Can you hold a group wedding for them?

Because I didn't consider maturity, I had to go through it vaguely.

"Thank you Your Majesty!" Li Chengyin was overjoyed and immediately knelt down and kowtowed to thank him.

The emperor came to handle the matter, which was a great honor, and he couldn't help but be moved and happy.

...

After talking for a while, Zhu Youlang opened his mouth and turned to the recruits he recruited.

Zhu Youlang had his own ideas because he asked Li Chengyin to recruit soldiers on his own without using other troops.

Most of the troops of the Yongli Dynasty were surrendered, and the components were very complex. Like Li Chengdong's soldiers, they first had peasant army, then surrendered to the Ming Dynasty, then surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, and then surrendered to the Ming Dynasty. Their identities changed again and again, and most of them became veteran soldiers. Also, the navy led by Shi Lang were all from pirates and were used to robbing.

These veterans and soldiers who are from pirates are driven by interests and wealth, and their thoughts and consciousness are basically fixed and difficult to change. If they can reach the level of ideological and fighting will they play at the spiritual level, it may not be a day or two, and they can only be restrained by strict military laws for the time being.

It is really a question whether such a person can withstand harsh training and boring ideological and political education when he comes to the imperial guards.

The transformation of the old army must be carried out from both ideological and military discipline. Zhu Youlang has long conveyed his thoughts on building the army to the various armies. Judging from the specific effects of the Battle of Zhangzhou, the transformation was unsuccessful, especially the navy officers and soldiers led by Lin Cha, who can fight with the wind, and they are like little tigers. If they fight against the wind, they will run faster than rabbits.

On the other hand, the Imperial Guards showed extremely strong combat power, whether they were fighting against the wind or against the wind, and they would never collapse in one blow.

The reason why there is such a big contrast is closely related to the good development of the Imperial Guards' ideological education.

With this understanding, Zhu Youlang asked Li Chengyin to recruit soldiers by himself. The imperial guards were his own personal soldiers, so they would naturally be better off maintaining purity.

...

"Chengyin, after recruiting new recruits, we must strengthen ideological education. We must make full use of experienced veterans, pass on, help, and lead, and inherit the tradition of loyalty to the emperor and loving the people, the courage to fight tough battles and being able to win battles." Zhu Youlang came to Li Chengyin's tent, sat down on the chair in the middle, and told Li Chengyin.

"Your Majesty, you don't need your Majesty's instructions to do this. I have already tasted the sweetness and have already developed a mature training plan, both for military training and ideological education. I dare to guarantee that within three months, all these new recruits will be trained." Li Chengyin said confidently.

"I'm afraid I won't give you that long time. I'm going to fight again and lift the siege of Guilin. I can only give you twenty days. Twenty days later, I'll be ready to go with me at any time. I've just returned and started again before I even had to rest. How about it? Can the troops accept it?"

"When you go back to your Majesty, the Imperial Guard can go to war at any time! Not to mention twenty days, I will be confident even if I pull it out now!" When Li Chengyin heard that he was about to go to war again, he not only did not resist, but became even more excited. He bowed his hands and replied loudly.

"If you have confidence, the key is the sergeant."

"When you go back to your Majesty, I also have confidence in the soldiers, because when I train and do ideological education, I have already taken the opportunity to fight at any time as an important task. The soldiers have this kind of ideological consciousness and do not need to be mobilized temporarily."

"Well, it's good, well done. Wars can happen at any time. The enemy is like fire. How can you wait until everything is ready before starting a fight? It's right to make such preparations in normal times." Zhu Youlang praised.

"Have the bounty been paid?" Zhu Youlang asked after a conversation.

"All the soldiers have been sent to you. The standard for all the soldiers is 10 taels per person. If you have the third-class merit, you will add ten taels, you will add twenty taels to the second-class merit, and you will add fifty taels to the first-class merit."

"You are ten taels too?"

"Yes, I am also ten taels. My salary is more than that of the soldiers, so I can no longer compete with the soldiers for profits."

"No, not bad, it's just to change the habits of the old army. The officers drink soldiers' blood and are greedy for military pay. The complaints of joining the army are not dared to speak out. The officers of the imperial guards are leading the way in battle and the officers and soldiers are united in rewards. How can such an army not win a battle?" Zhu Youlang nodded frequently after hearing Li Chengyin's words, thinking: "Don't be greedy or not, set an example. With this, you can feel at ease by handing over the imperial guards to Li Chengyin."

"Where is Xiaozao? Why didn't you see her coming to greet me?" Zhu Youlang asked Li Chengyin.

"Go back to your Majesty, President Xing asked for leave when he returned to Guangzhou. I heard that he was sick." Li Chengyin replied.

"Is sick? Li Hong, I sent the imperial doctor to check the pulse and see what the disease is." Zhu Youlang hurriedly ordered.

"I obey the order." Li Hong agreed and arranged for the imperial physician to go.

Xing Xiaozao's medical soldiers played a great role in the Battle of Zhangzhou this time, not only effectively reducing casualties, but also played a very important role in the psychological treatment of the injured soldiers because they were mostly women. There is one thing: the number of people is too small, not only is the rescue not only not only is it not timely, but the medical soldiers themselves are also too tired.

Therefore, Zhu Youlang's purpose this time came to the Imperial Army was to ask Xing Xiaozao to recruit more people and expand the team of medical and nurses.

Xing Xiaozao was not here, so Zhu Youlang had to tell Li Chengyin about this idea and asked him to find someone else to do it.

When I returned to the palace, the imperial doctor had already returned.

"Your Majesty, President Xing is not sick, it's a joy."

"He is a widow, what kind of people are you trying to do? Did you get the wrong pulse?"

Zhu Youlang couldn't help but feel strange.

"I dare to use my head to guarantee it, it is indeed a joyful pulse."

Zhu Youlang himself is a Chinese medicine doctor, so he naturally knows that joy pulse is easy to diagnose and the possibility of misdiagnosis is very low.
Chapter completed!