As soon as he returned to the Ganqing Palace, Zheng De felt something was wrong. Although there were many eunuchs and palace maids, he always felt that something was missing. By the way, what about those great generals standing guard?

"What's going on? What about the great generals of the guards?" Zheng De looked at the little eunuch waiting beside him.

The general of the Han Dynasty was not an official position or a position, but was the title of the guards of the palace in the Ming Dynasty. He was generally responsible for the court meetings and the emperor's patrols, the attendants and guards. Simply put, he was a group of bodyguards responsible for the emperor's safety. They were tall and mighty and majestic, so they were called the general of the Han Dynasty. However, in Zheng De's opinion, it was actually more appropriate to call him a guard of honor.

The little eunuch said, "If you go back to the emperor, I have never seen the great generals and the others serving since the time of Si.

Did he go on strike? Zheng De was also a little incredible about his thoughts, shook his head and ordered, "Come Mou Bin and ask him to find the group of great Han generals together."

The Han general was under the jurisdiction of the Jinyiwei, so he naturally brought the Jinyiwei commander Mou Bin to know what was going on.

The little eunuch responded and quickly informed him.

Zheng De returned to Maoqin Palace, and practiced his calligraphy while he was idle.

Not long after, Wang Yue came in to say that the commander of the Jinyiwei, Mou Bin, met with him. Zheng De came to his senses and ordered him, "Let him come in."

"Mu Bin, the commander of the Jinyiwei, has met His Majesty."

Zheng De raised his head and looked at the middle-aged man with a bit of a bookish atmosphere in front of him. He was really inconsistent with the notorious spy agency of the Jinyiwei. However, Mou Bin was also a commander of the Jinyiwei carefully selected by the upright eunuch Huaien of the Ming Dynasty. He was naturally not bad. He never bullied others by virtue of the Jinyiwei and did evil things. He could handle cases impartially and had a good reputation among the imperial officials, so Zheng De also had a good impression of him.

"Why are there no one attending the service today? What about the great Han generals who are in charge of the guards?"

When he heard the emperor's questioning, Mou Bin was also full of grievances. Of course, it was not the time to confide. He quickly knelt down on one knee to apologize. "It was the fault of me. Yesterday, the emperor ordered me to abolish the Han general Xue Fujing and others. Because there was no time to make arrangements, I had to wait for Xue Fujing and others to sack the guards today. I had never thought of such a mistake. I was guilty."

What is this? It seems that it is really a strike, just to protest the decision to lay off employees? How do you do it like a strike to protect your rights in the 21st century? Is this aware of it quite advanced? But this has been done a little too much. As my bodyguard, he just skipped his work without saying a word. Isn’t this a joke about my life? No, no matter what the reason is, it seems that this group of people must be severely punished, otherwise the guards around you will follow suit in the future, and how can you guarantee your safety?

When Zheng De thought of this, he wanted to meet these people, "Go out and see them."

...

"I'm going to see the emperor." Seeing the emperor come out, the forty-eight Han generals quickly knelt down on one knee.

"Who told you to leave your post without permission?" Zheng De glanced at them, feeling quite curious about who gave them the idea of ​​this strike.

These forty people subconsciously focused their attention on the person in the front row. Zheng De glanced at the man. He was a tall middle-aged man with a tall figure. He had a typical image of a well-developed mind and simple limbs. He could have come up with such an idea?

"You are Xue Fujing? Did you come up with this idea?"

Why did Xue Fujing dare to do this? It was not because of his familiarity with the emperor. Zhu Houzhao, who was the prince of the Eastern Palace at that time, had a fierce fight with Xue Fujing for martial arts. He could almost be called the emperor's master. Of course, the emperor could not recognize a martial arts husband as his teacher. This is also the reason why he dared not to attend the night and wanted to deliberately anger the emperor to make decisions for himself and avoid being eliminated.

Unfortunately, the emperor said that he didn't know you. He suddenly felt a little bad, and suddenly a little cold sweat broke out, "Back to the emperor, this idea is the result of everyone's discussion, not the attention of me alone."

Zheng De saw the glaring expressions of the crowd and knew that what he said was untrue, "I don't care what you have. In short, the crime of leaving the post without permission is always unavoidable."

These great Han generals felt a chill when they heard this, and suddenly felt that the situation was not good. Someone couldn't help but argue, "Your Majesty, I am not intentionally not going to the service, but because of the orders of Commander Xue Fujing, I asked the emperor to spare us." Suddenly, a group of accompanying voices burst into tears, causing Xue Fujing to sweat all over.

"Since that's the case, I'll give you a chance." Zheng De suddenly thought of a fun game and looked around everyone, "But this opportunity is not that easy to get. If I can complete the task I assigned you, I will naturally forgive you for your guilt. If I can't, then I will add more sins. How to choose depends on you."

When everyone heard this, they looked embarrassed and it was difficult to make a decision.

Zheng De was quite patient and did not urge him, looking at them with a smile.

"I am willing to give it a try." Xue Fujing was the first to stand up. After all, he knew that since he was the leader, the blame would definitely be very serious. If he had the chance to be exempted from the crime, he would naturally be willing to fight. The others looked at each other and then agreed, but they all chose to give it a try.

"Oh, you really don't regret it?" Zheng De glanced at them in surprise.

Xue Fujing knelt on one knee, "I don't regret it, please let Your Majesty make it clear." The others followed closely, knelt on one knee, shouting, "I don't regret it if I wait."

Zheng De did not persuade him again and said directly, "Since that's the case, I'll ask you to do a hundred push-ups later. If you can complete it, you can't hold you accountable, but you can't serve in the palace. If you can't pass it, you'll be more guilty."

Push-ups? What is this? Everyone was puzzled and was about to ask, but Zheng De demonstrated it directly to them.

"Now I'll demonstrate with you." Zheng De lifted his hem, put it on his belt, and slowly lay down to do push-ups. "Put your hands straight on your chest, your feet together, and your shoulders and ankles in a straight line. When I say one, try to press down your arms as much as possible, your arms are parallel to your shoulders, and your body is one inch away from the ground. I'll get up again when I say two."

Is this a push-up? Does it seem difficult to do it? After watching it, everyone felt that the emperor was willing to let him go and was also glad for his choice. He looked at Zheng De who was getting up with a gratitude, which made the latter a little puzzled. What was the situation?

"Did you understand?"

"I understand." Everyone shouted in unison with high morale.

Why did the momentum suddenly become so high? Zheng Deyang raised his eyebrows, and did not delve into it, looking around everyone, "If someone does something that fails, he will directly determine that he fails. Have you heard it clearly?"

"I heard it clearly"

Zheng De nodded, "Now there are all, everyone is lying down."

"Bang..." The sound of a group of weapons landing on the ground sounded, and everyone imitated according to the demonstrations that Zheng De had done before. After all, it was not too difficult to move, and everyone did it in a good manner.

"one……"

"Who told you to get up? Didn't I just say one? Next time, I'll be eliminated." As soon as I pressed down, someone was in a hurry to get up. When Zheng De yelled, everyone was honest.

After pausing for about ten seconds, Zheng De slowly shouted, "Two..."

In fact, the top ten push-ups are not too difficult. For people who do not exercise regularly, twenty can still be done, but they may be very tired. Of course, for Zheng De, who deliberately pauses for more than ten seconds to consume physical strength when you are pressing down on your body, ten are the limits. As for one hundred, only soldiers can easily complete them.

But these people are pretty good. At least before the eleventh, even though their hands were trembling slightly, no one was eliminated. But they were just comparable to ordinary people. You should know that they are the emperor's close bodyguards. If they were of this level, they would be laughable. Of course, no one now thinks that the emperor wants to let him go, but instead feels ridiculous about his thoughts just now.

"one……"

When the eleventh push-up was not completed, someone finally couldn't hold on anymore and fell to the ground with a "thump" sound, and someone quickly pulled the man out.

Zheng De looked disappointed. This was his own guard? His level was too poor. He relied on these people to protect himself unless he thought he was too long. Zheng De made up his mind to choose some skilled people to protect him next time.

I soon had the first one and the second one. In fact, many people could no longer hold on, but they still gritted their teeth and persevered. After all, no one wanted to be the first to eliminate. Now that I was in a state of venting my anger, more and more people were eliminated.

Seeing the eliminated people sweating and their hands trembling slightly, Mou Bin was a little surprised that this simple action was so magical that it could make people so exhausted. If the emperor hadn't been by his side, he would have wanted to come forward to try it.

When the 20th push-ups were completed, one-third of the number of people had been eliminated on the field, including Xue Fujing. Those who were eliminated looked depressed. They originally thought that a relatively simple set of moves could not be done by themselves, which was really enough to hit people.

When the thirty push-ups were finished, there were only eleven people left on the field. Zheng De shook his head slightly, looking at the burly and strong figures, but a group of beautiful people. Can he be his own bodyguard? He was through the back door, but he really said this. These eliminated soldiers were all military officers, and they were not selected and hired by the same nature as those of the officials.

After the fortieth push-ups, there was only one person left on the field. Zheng De was not in the mood to torture this person by "one, two, one", and directly ordered him, "Just finish the rest."

In the end, the man still failed and fell to the fifty-third place. Although he was the one who had been on the field for the longest time, the final outcome was still the same.

"Apart from him, everyone gave me a year of labor camp, and Xue Fujing had three years of labor camp." Zheng De pointed to the humanity who had been persisting for the longest time. The latter was originally tired and collapsed on the ground like a dead dog, and was as dead as everyone. He was overjoyed when he heard this, and quickly struggled to kneel down and kowtow, "I thank the emperor for his kindness."

"Your Majesty, for the sake of my teaching you to practice martial arts for many years, please spare me once." Xue Fujing shouted loudly when he heard this.

Zheng De's expression changed when he heard this, "Take them all with you."

"yes"

After seeing these people taking them down, Mou Bin couldn't help asking, "Prince, what is labor camp?"

Zheng De glanced at him and said lightly, "Responsible for labor is similar to labor service."
Chapter completed!