The emperor’s sword is still young!

The servants had just put the cloth armor on the dummy, and the emperor drew out his sword and chopped it.

The knife was not enough to cut, so I picked up the Yanyue knife from the weapon rack, and with a twist of my waist, it hit the dummy.

Then eighteen kinds of weapons took turns to greet him, and the originally brand-new cloth armor was beaten into tatters by the emperor in a short time.

The emperor also became interested, picked up his mace and smashed it on the dummy.

Fortunately, the dummy is made of ironwood, otherwise it would not be able to withstand such a torment.

By the time the two of them got tired of fighting, the cloth mask was almost falling apart.

"It's really good, Jinyu. You can do it a few more times, and we can try our horseback riding skills!" The emperor took the wet cotton towel handed by the chamberlain and rubbed his face hard.

"There is also a foot battle, let's try it too." The emperor also rubbed his face and added.

Although the emperor had no future prospects at that time, he still had experience in preparing front-line troops like the Japanese army in the south of the Yangtze River.

Unlike the Jiangnan Camp, which has been reduced to a local garrison, the Jiangnan Preparatory Japanese Army actually goes out to fight with people every year.

Of course, Taizu established the Japanese Army Preparation, but since the Japanese had already been defeated during the reign of Emperor Taizong, the main target of the Japanese Army Preparation was no longer Japanese, but it was still called the Japanese Army Preparation.

Prepared for smuggling and piracy.

As the money bag of Da Qi, all emperors in the past dynasties hated smuggling and piracy.

As a standing front-line combat force, the Japanese Army has become the main force in destroying land dens of smugglers and pirates, and has been cooperating with the Donghai Navy to combat smuggling and piracy all year round.

When the emperor joined the army for training, he participated in the operation to eliminate the great pirate - Sea Dragon King Ruan Feng. He joined the gang with Pao Ze and captured one of Ruan Feng's main battleships.

This was the only highlight moment in the emperor's first half of his life.

Thanks to the emperor's strict education, the emperor himself also had good martial arts skills.

Unlike Jia Hui's violent beating of Chen Jingyuan, it was the emperor who violently beat Jia Enhou.

If he hadn't indulged in pleasure and neglected exercise after returning to Beijing, which caused him to gain weight and wasted his good martial arts, Prince Li wouldn't have had his family hiding in the hut when he rebelled.

But after becoming the emperor, he read memorials all day long, and his back ached, so exercising became his most comfortable time. He lost weight and slowly regained his martial arts skills.

"I obey." The two princes wanted to find someone to fight with, how could Jia Hui miss it?

"Okay, go back and do your work. Remember to go to the Ministry of War to report the style of the cloth armor."

The emperor began to drive people away.

"Yes, I beg you to retreat." Jia Hui retreated slowly, about five battles away, before turning around and leaving.

The emperor nodded secretly.

This guy still knows the rules so well.

Approaching the gate of Xiyuan, I saw a waiter walking in a hurry, and I heard someone arguing at the door.

Jia Hui sped up and rushed over.

"I have become a prince now. I don't know how to say hello to Brother Wang. After all, I am just a prince. How can I accept the courtesy of a prince? Come on, come on, I, King Yizhong, pay my respects.

Prince Yiyong!"

I saw a sinister man who wanted to punch him and saluted exaggeratedly towards Chen Jingyuan. Chen Jingyuan hugged the man's arm with a pale face. The man shook it hard, and Chen Jingyuan jumped back.

He fell to the ground and rolled four or five times before he stopped and screamed.

Jia Hui saw it clearly and snickered secretly, then his face darkened and he shouted loudly!

"You dare to hit my brother!" After saying that, he kicked the man in the buttocks. The man was caught off guard and fell to his knees.

"Bah, bah, bah, what kind of dog dares to plot against me!" The man got up and stared at Jia Hui fiercely.

"Who do I think I am? It turns out that I was raised by this little maid like you!"

Jia Hui was furious. At first, he was just trying to help his brothers, but now it is a problem between Prince Yizhong and himself!

"Looking for death!" A fist as big as a clay pot hit Yi Zhong's stomach. Yi Zhong instantly stooped like a cooked prawn and knelt on the ground spitting out sour water.

Yi Zhong felt that all the internal organs in his stomach were mingling together. His face turned red from holding it in, tears and mucus welled up in his nose, and his tongue stuck out stiffly, unable to speak.

"Stop it, stop it!" Chen Jingyuan stood up quickly, jumped up and hugged Jia Hui's arm to stop him from continuing to beat Yi Zhong.

"Get out of here, Chen Laosi, get out of here! If I don't beat the shit out of him today, my surname will not be Jia!"

"You are all dead people, come and pull them away!" Chen Jingyuan only felt that he was thrown up by Jia Hui. He was so frightened that he let go quickly, stumbled a few times, then immediately hugged Jia Hui's waist and moved towards Jia Hui.

The guards and the little eunuch who were shocked by Hui's beating of Prince Yi Zhong shouted.

Everyone woke up as if from a dream, and Yi Zhong's soldiers also reacted. One person lifted up Yi Zhong with one arm and dragged him out. Fortunately, Jia Hui still had his sense, and after struggling twice symbolically, he stopped.
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The scolding was too vicious!

No matter how hard I try, my biological mother’s background will always be an unhealable scar - a maid in the first house.

Not even a concubine. Of course, her household registration has been changed in recent days, from a slave status to a good status, and it was written in the family tree that she became Jia She's good concubine.

As a child, Jia Hui was often bullied in the palace by the princes and grandsons headed by Yi Zhong. At that time, he had not yet shown his natural talent for divine power. He was just stronger than his peers. In the hands of Yi Zhong and his group, who had the upper hand.

I had no power to fight back and was bullied miserably.

It wasn't until I started practicing martial arts that my strength grew day by day, and eventually I could pick up someone and hit them, and the situation got a lot better.

But this group of people became even more vicious, insulting me one by one as "little maids", and even Chen Jingyuan, who was also affected and came to speak for me, was beaten by them.

Naturally, Jia Hui would not let them insult him. He would chase these people everywhere, but no matter how many people there were, someone would always run away.

Either find the Crown Princess or someone else's mother-in-law, and beat her up with embarrassment, and it will be herself and Chen Jingyuan who suffer.

This feud was forged.

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They started fighting when they met, starting from the first time they entered the palace at the age of four, and continued until the age of twelve, when Prince Li rebelled.

Yi Zhong and the nearly twenty pups around him, together, four survived.

Zhongshun and Zhongxin, these two young sons escaped a disaster because they were not old enough to leave the palace and open a mansion.

As well as the eldest son of the Fourth Prince, he witnessed his entire family being slaughtered, went crazy, and was imprisoned in Dongdu.

If it weren't for the bad atmosphere at the time, Jia Hui would have made a party to celebrate after learning the news.

There are only three enemies left, Yi Zhong, Zhong Shun and Zhong Xin.

"Ugh!" Yi Zhong, who was dragged behind by the guards, kept feeling nauseous. During the intervals between vomiting, he looked at Jia Hui with vicious eyes.

Jia Hui was disdainful and spat at Yi Zhong provocatively.

"Fighting again?"

The emperor looked at the second servant who came over.

Not long after Jia Hui left, a young eunuch came over and reported that his eldest grandson and his most promising grandson met at the door to greet him, and there was a conflict at the gate of Xiyuan.

When he thought about Jia Hui heading that way, he had a hunch that the three boys were going to cause trouble. Sure enough, Yi Zhong beat Yi Yong, Jia Hui beat Yi Zhong, and Yi Zhong insulted Jia Hui.

Jia Hui beat Yi Zhong again.

After rubbing his swollen temples, the emperor still used the simplest and crudest method, hitting everyone equally.

"Dai Quan, go out and tell them, I don't want to worry about who is right and who is right. I will beat them hard if they are all thirty!"

"According to the order..." Dai Quan accepted the order, took some embroidered clothes and walked towards the palace gate.

Dai Quan felt a little nostalgic for a moment.

Back then, I brought my embroidered clothes and water and fire sticks to beat the princes, dragons and grandsons. At one time, more than twenty snow-white buttocks were lined up in a row, and I started beating them from both sides. After beating the two, I dragged them away, and then spanked the two inside.

Until the one or two people in the middle are scared to death!

Alas, it's a pity, there aren't many left now.

"Master Marquis, the beating is over!" Xiu Yi, who was panting from exhaustion after waving his military stick thirty times, carefully squatted down and said to Jia Hui.

"Ah, it's done."

Jia Hui immediately got up, turned her waist, and did a few more leg raises.

The embroidered clothes on the side were suddenly astonishing.

They had beaten Jia Hui very hard, using the secret stick technique which was extremely painful but not harmful to the muscles and bones. As a result, the man didn't even let out a cry.

It’s just a little swollen from the beating.

He pulled up his pants as if nothing had happened. When the pants touched the swollen area, his body froze after being scratched. Jia Hui tried hard not to cry out, his face turned red and his forehead sweated.

For someone like him who is used to being beaten, thirty sticks can be endured without saying a word, but the moment his buttocks swelled up and touched the clothes, it was a sore feeling that penetrated his whole body.<

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But a man with a military background should put on his pants calmly and go home calmly even if he is beaten to pieces.

Then he lay on the bed and waited for his wife and concubines to give the medicine.
To be continued...