Di Junlan glanced at Murong Jin, then immediately joined the main group and began the next round of training.

Murong Jin was watching the trainees. Whenever someone fainted, he would immediately wave his hand and tell the military doctor to take the person away to rest.

While Di Junlan was training, he noticed Murong Jin's gaze, especially the slight curl of his lips, which was filled with disdain and mockery, as if he wanted to see how long Murong Jin could hold out.

Emperor Lan: "???" A scholar can be killed but not humiliated.

Murong Jin, you just wait! I refuse to believe that such a little training can stump me!

Murong Jin looked at Di Junlan, whose mouth was slightly open, and said, "You just wait."

Murong Jin raised an eyebrow slightly, then raised her middle finger, smiled, and silently opened her mouth, "We'll see."

Regarding the current training programs, Murong Jin glanced at the content and eliminated those that she felt were unreasonable, then replaced them with some that could improve physical fitness and willpower.

“These things are repeated every day, and the pace is accelerated over a week.”

The lieutenant said, "By the way, Your Highness, the new recruits are still unsettled and need some instruction."

"I will send someone to teach them. Although it's war, knowledge is still very important. Surely they won't want to be called barbarians by civil officials in the future?"

"That's true. Every time the general and the others come back, they complain that the civil officials say they're all brawn and no brains..."

Murong Jin chuckled, "This is still considered good. If we encounter new treacherous civil officials in the future, it will probably make life even more difficult for military officers. So, learning what the civil officials know will prevent them from finding fault with us, and we won't suffer any losses."

Lieutenant: "Yes! I will make the arrangements immediately."

Ankesen looked at the person panting on the face and tugged at Yi Yi's clothes, "How about we stop the Regent's training? I think His Majesty is about to collapse."

After glancing at it, Yi Yi said, "I think it's normal. Everyone else can handle it, but His Majesty can't?"

An Kesen's gaze fell on Yi Yi. "Why do I feel like you're somewhat dissatisfied with His Majesty? You're speaking so harshly."

"Really? Oh, so your emperor is a human being, but others aren't? Everyone else is sticking to their principles, but your emperor is getting special treatment? Just because he's the emperor?"

"Commander An, you may not know the rules of our military camp: everyone is treated equally."

An Kesen's face was gloomy. Although Yi Yi's tone was too harsh, it made sense, especially since His Majesty was currently undergoing training as an ordinary person...

Even if you're not satisfied with Yi Yi, he's right.

“If His Majesty cannot continue, he must at least finish today’s training. Otherwise, the other soldiers will not respect him. Unless His Majesty faints now, then let the military doctor carry him in to rest.”

Ankesen fell silent. "Did you all go through the same thing back then?"

"No, we were trained in the guard battalion, and since we followed behind to protect our master, we naturally participated in the training in the military camp. These are all basic training. If we want real training, then we go directly to the battlefield."

"Swords have no eyes; if you don't have the ability, you'll be the one who dies."

Ankersen naturally understood that he had also spent some time in the military before becoming a commander, but the training methods were not like this...

After one round, Di Junlan felt physically exhausted.

For the first time, he felt that this training method was even more difficult than when he first learned martial arts...

Lying on the ground, Di Junlan looked at the starry sky. He was physically exhausted, but his spirits were high.

Today's struggle, excitement, and the resounding shouts made him understand why the three armies loved and respected Murong Jin so much, and also why Murong Jin did not return to the capital to receive his title immediately after being enfeoffed, but instead continued to stay on the border.

Everything was passionate; they were all brothers who would risk their lives together.

Emperor Junlan looked at the stars, and then smiled.

Perhaps he now understands the so-called patriotism and brotherhood.

An Kesen squatted on the ground, looked at the grinning Di Junlan, and waved his hand in front of his eyes.

There was no response. I waved it again, but still no response.

It's over.

His Majesty was stunned.

He waved his hand again, only to have it slapped away. "An Kesen, I'm not blind."

Ankesen: "Oh." He wasn't afraid he was blind, he was afraid he was stupid.

"They've all gone to eat, Your Majesty, would you like to join us?"

Di Junlan sat on the ground and glanced at the training ground. "No, where is the Regent?"

Ankerson: "I went to have dinner with them."

Emperor Junlan: "..." He was still thinking about spending some time alone with Murong Jin and having a meal together.

"Let's go then, let's go eat too."

This was the first time Di Junlan had ever eaten communal food.

Although he wasn't favored before, he had never actually eaten at a communal restaurant.

Murong Jin sat to one side, surrounded by people, all of whom were generals or deputy generals. As a new recruit, he naturally couldn't eat with them.

So they simply found a place to eat that was closest to Murong Jin's location.

"General, does your leg still hurt?"

Murong Jin: "It doesn't hurt anymore."

"That's good. When you were injured, we were all horrified to see your leg so badly mangled, but you, General, calmly had the medic scrape off all the flesh..."

As Murong Jin listened to what they were saying, she couldn't really remember it anymore. The only thing she remembered was pain.

He was probably delirious from the pain and couldn't feel anything. The only thing he remembered was that he couldn't show any weakness in front of his subordinates.

Murong Jin: "It's all in the past now."

"That's true. But General, you're the Regent now. How does it feel?"

Murong Jin: "It's alright."

"That's good." As long as the general is doing well, they are relieved.

They would rather the general be at ease than have him go back to the battlefield.

After all, the general has done enough for the Great Cheng, for them, and for the people over the years. Now, it's time for him to think about himself.

"By the way, General, from now on we'll call you Regent. When do you plan to get married and have children? When will we have a Regent's Consort and a young master?"

Murong Jin's lips twitched. "There's no rush."

"That won't do, Your Highness. You're already twenty-six years old, that's the age of maturity. How can you not get married and have children?"

Murong Jin looked at the man beside her who had followed her from the ranks of soldiers and was now a general, and said, "You speak without any respect."

"Hehe, but Your Highness, what we said isn't entirely unreasonable. Look at that other person, she's not even twenty years old and already has several children. And what about you? You should think about yourself too."

Murong Jin paused.

Think about yourself?

If it were up to her, without the constraints of a great responsibility, what would she want to do in the future?

I've never thought about this question.