I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 219 March

When the song ended, everyone in the tent cheered loudly, except Zhu Houzhao, who remained calm.

After everyone quieted down, Zhu Houzhao looked around and asked with a half-smile, "You are all cheering, so what's good about this song?"

Zhang Yong smiled and said, "Your Highness, the melody of this song is well written."

"Good tune?" Zhu Houzhao glanced at Zhu Houxuan when he heard that.

"Your Highness, the lyrics of this song are well written." Zhang Yong noticed Zhu Houzhao's attitude and did not dare to say more about the melody.

"Most of the new army's soldiers are illiterate, but they have all heard of the Three Kingdoms novels and are familiar with the characters in them. Your Highness's lyrics are easy to understand, and the characters in them are all loyal and brave people from the Three Kingdoms, which can better inspire the soldiers' loyalty." Zhang Yong added carefully.

Zhu Houzhao nodded slightly at Zhang Yong's words, "Well said, the King of Jing has put a lot of effort into his poems."

Then Zhu Houzhao glanced at Zhu Houxuan, sighed and said, "It's just that the tune is too confusing, a simple tune sung from beginning to end."

Zhu Houzhao also understood music and played musical instruments frequently. He had a relatively high level of appreciation for music, so he had higher requirements in this area.

Zhu Houxuan was unhappy when he heard this, "I don't like what my brother said. How could I have been fooled?"

He originally wanted to keep a low profile, but Zhu Houzhao took the initiative to give him the opportunity to show off.

He looked at Zhu Houzhao without showing any weakness, "This tune is a bit simple, but I did it on purpose. Don't you think you can hum along after listening to it twice? It's simple so that it's easy to learn!"

Everyone nodded involuntarily after hearing this.

“Moreover, the melody has a brisk rhythm, which fits the rhythm of breathing and walking. If you don’t believe me, just sing this song while walking and you will be able to feel the mystery of it,” Zhu Houxuan said with a smile.

Zhu Houzhao actually ordered Shi Wanshan's team to sing as they walked. He soon saw the secret. The pace of this small team was a bit chaotic at first, but it became more and more orderly as they walked, and finally became in line with the rhythm of the song.
"Do you understand?" Zhu Houxuan crossed his arms, snorted coldly and said, "This kind of rhythm can be used to adjust the pace of the march. A group of people singing together can make the pace of the group consistent. Can this play a role in marching and advancing in formation?"

Zhu Houzhao stared at Zhu Houxun in amazement, and after thinking carefully, he realized that this was indeed the case.
"Uncle Royal is right. This song is very useful on the battlefield. Singing it on the battlefield will not only help to form a formation and advance, but also eliminate the tension of the soldiers and boost morale." Jiang Bin suddenly spoke. He had actually been on the battlefield, so naturally he had a deeper understanding of the role of the song.

Moreover, he had seen Zhu Houzhao and Zhu Houxun bickering like this before, and he knew that even if he spoke up for Zhu Houxun, Zhu Houzhao would not get angry.
According to later standards, this song is a march.

A march is a song with a rhythmic pace. It was originally created in the combat life of the army. It was mainly used to unify the marching pace in the army. It is repeated periodically with even beats, usually 2/4 or 4/4. It is also used to inspire the fighting spirit of the soldiers and stimulate their fighting enthusiasm. Later, people often used this genre in social life to express collective strength and common determination.

Zhu Houzhao was so shocked that he was speechless for a moment.

"I put a lot of effort into writing this song, but in the end it was regarded as a trick." Zhu Houxun said slowly and unyieldingly.

Zhu Houzhao couldn't stand it anymore, he begged for mercy: "Brother, I was wrong, I was wrong, isn't that enough?"

As he spoke, he held up a cup and said, "Please drink this cup completely, as it will be your apology to you." Everyone around watched, but said nothing. As the entourage, it was not the first time they saw these two bickering like this.

Zhu Houxuan frowned and said unkindly, "Wine?"

"It's not wine, it's tea. We are not allowed to drink alcohol in the army. I remember that." Zhu Houzhao said quickly.

Zhu Houxuan took the cup and smelled it. It was really tea. His brows relaxed. He and Zhu Houzhao had formulated strict military rules for the new army, but they didn't want it to be corrupted like this.
He drank the tea in the cup in one gulp and said, "Okay, it's okay."

Zhu Houzhao then pulled Zhu Houxun to sit down again, and Shi Wanshan and his team were also asked to leave the military tent.

Then he couldn't wait to say: "Today is really an eye-opener. I didn't expect this song to have such an effect. But this song is still a little short. I hope my brother can write a few more similar songs."

Zhu Houxuan couldn't help but snorted, "Brother, you are talking without any pain in your waist. You know how busy I am every day."

"I know, I know, but you can't keep yourself so busy. Just treat composing as a way to relax and have fun," said Zhu Houzhao.

"Okay." Zhu Houxuan agreed. He also realized that the new army's combat style did require something to adjust and unify the pace and rhythm.

And what happened today gave him some more inspiration.

After the group finished lunch, Zhu Houzhao asked about the new weapons and equipment again.

Zhu Houxuan said he wanted to find an empty and deserted place to display it.

So the group prepared to set off outside the military camp.

Zhu Houxun found an opportunity to grab Zhu Houzhao, gave him a look, and the two of them avoided the crowd and walked to the corner of the military tent.

Zhu Houxuan whispered: "Brother, from now on, the issue of military pay will be handed over to the people of the Ming Royal Bank. Jiang Bin and his men only need to take care of the training of the new army."

Zhu Houzhao looked at Zhu Houxuan meaningfully, then quickly glanced at Jiang Bin who was waiting in the distance. He instantly understood the deep meaning of Zhu Houxuan's words and realized the benefits of doing so.

Jiang Bin had no idea that these two people were talking about him.

"Good idea! It would be great if all the armies of the Ming Dynasty were like this." Zhu Houzhao said softly.

"Let's take it step by step. Let's start with the new army!" Zhu Houxuan nodded and said, then he walked out of the tent.

Zhu Houzhao looked at Zhu Houxuan's departing figure, and suddenly felt very at ease. Jiang Bin was still speaking for Zhu Houxuan when he was discussing the song just now, but after a while, Zhu Houxuan directly put forward this suggestion, which made him feel very at ease.
Zhu Houxuan always reminded himself to stay sober at all times, and even if his relationship with Zhu Houzhao was very good, he had to maintain a clear understanding of himself.

(End of this chapter)