Zhao Ji couldn't help but let his thoughts run wild. If all my imperial guards were like the First Army, where in the world would we not be able to go?
"Your Majesty!" Zhang Shixun whispered a reminder behind him. There was a script in advance. Could it be that old man Gao Qiu didn't explain it clearly?
Zhao Ji was stunned for a moment, then he remembered that he still had a trick up his sleeve, and quickly raised his hand and waved to the troops: "Hello, soldiers!"
"Hello, Your Majesty!" All the officers and soldiers responded in unison.
The shouts were so deafening that even the white horse under Zhao Ji couldn't help but raise its neck and neigh.
When Zhao Ji heard this shout, his bones almost softened.
This "Hello, Your Majesty" sounds particularly pleasant to the ears.
"Thank you for your hard work, soldiers!" Zhao Ji's voice rose unconsciously.
"Your Majesty, thank you for your hard work!"
Zhao Ji smiled so hard that his teeth were exposed and he shouted again, "Thank you for your hard work, soldiers."
"Your Majesty, thank you for your hard work!"
Zhao Ji was overjoyed when he heard this, and when he wanted to continue shouting, he had already reached the end of the team.
The line is a bit short.
He had a feeling that he wanted more.
Zhang Shixun reminded: "Your Majesty, please go to the reviewing stand."
In order to welcome this review, a reviewing stand was specially built on the playground.
In the middle of the reviewing stand, there was a chair covered with white tiger skin.
The white tiger skin was provided by Gao Qiu.
Zhang Shixun felt that it was a bit out of place, quite similar to the chair of Zuo Shandiao in the Peking Opera "Taking Tiger Mountain by Strategy".
Gao Qiu insisted on such an arrangement, saying that the white tiger skin symbolized dignity and power.
Zhang Shixun had no objection. As long as the emperor was happy, he would not object even if it meant laying a piece of pig skin.
Zhao Ji really liked it. When he sat on the white tiger skin chair, he reached out and stroked the tiger skin and nodded slightly.
One has to admit that Gao Qiu understood Zhao Ji better.
He turned around and asked Gao Qiu: "What should we do next?"
"Your Majesty, it's time to proceed with the parade."
"What is a parade?"
"I don't know either, but it seems like they're marching in formation."
"I didn't expect Zhang Shixun to have so many tricks." Zhao Ji looked at the east end of the playground, where the soldiers of the First Army had already lined up.
At this time, Wang Fu leaned forward and said, "Your Majesty, Zhang Shixun has no respect for the emperor. He dared to draw his sword in front of Your Majesty. This is truly treasonous and he deserves death!"
"Wang Fu, stop talking." Zhao Ji waved his hand impatiently.
"But if this trend is allowed to spread, it will..."
"Okay!" Zhao Ji stopped him from continuing because he saw Zhang Shixun riding a horse to the reviewing stand.
Zhang Shixun reined in his horse, stretched his right hand across his chest, and said in a resounding voice, "Commander-in-Chief Zhang Shixun of the First Army of the Right Wing of the Tianwu Army, invites Your Majesty to review the parade."
Zhao Ji waved his hand and said, "Let's start."
"Yes!" Zhang Shixun turned his horse and ordered to the distant troops: "Your Majesty has ordered the parade to begin!"
"Swish!" The red flag in front of the team was raised and pointed forward and upward.
"Stand...still!" He Ji at the front shouted.
"March...Move!"
At this moment, a majestic military music sounded over the playground.
The melody is majestic, resolute and heroic.
A military song of later generations.
This is another trump card that Zhang Shixun used.
No one was told except the officers and soldiers of the First Army, including Zhao Ji and Gao Qiu.
The sound amplification equipment is on the two pillars of the reviewing stand.
As for recording videos, it was left to several surveillance "pigeons".
Zhao Ji and everyone on the stage were stunned.
Zhao Ji looked up at the sky and said, "Gao...Gao Qiu! Where does this military music come from? I don't see Jun Rongzhi here."
Junrongzhi is the royal band and is also under the management of the Palace Front Office.
"Your Majesty, I don't know." Gao Qiu's eyes kept scanning the playground, but he didn't see any band. "Jun Rongzhi can't play such military music."
"Could it be celestial music?" Zhao Ji asked himself and answered, "Yes! It must be celestial music."
To the beat of military songs and drums, the First Army's troops marched towards the reviewing stand with uniform steps and resounding rhythm.
Zhao Ji stood up subconsciously, listening to the majestic military music and looking at the troops getting closer and closer, he felt his blood boiling.
When the fully armed troops were about to reach the front of the rostrum, He Ji, who was walking in the front, shouted: "March in step!"
The team's pace changed immediately. They lifted their feet higher and took bigger steps. The sound of their military boots stepping on the ground became duller and their momentum became more imposing.
"Gao Qiu, I've never seen such a stride before. It's very majestic."
"Your Majesty, this is the goose step, and it is only used during formal inspections."
“Beautiful! Spectacular!”
As they were talking, the team arrived in front of the rostrum.
"Look...to the right!" He Ji ordered.
Except for the standard-bearer at the very edge, the entire team turned their faces towards the reviewing stand.
Gao Qiu explained in a low voice, "This is called a salute! It shows respect to His Majesty."
Zhao Ji nodded slightly, feeling very pleased.
Although there were only more than a thousand people in the audience, he felt like he was the center of attention.
"Gao Qiu, could that chubby-faced boy be Chengzong?"
"It's my son."
"Haha! You're getting more and more successful."
"Your Majesty, thank you for your praise."
"Oh! The square-faced guy on the right seems to be He Guan's son, right?"
"Exactly. His name is He Ji, the eldest son of General He."
"Not bad! Not bad!" Zhao Ji praised casually.
He Guan also came today. He felt very happy when he heard the emperor praising his son.
As an old soldier, he has a very high opinion of the team in front of him. Others see the glamour of the appearance, but he sees the discipline.
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