Li Chengfeng thought to himself: Damn, I can't even touch so many beauties in front of me? Second brother, don't you grow up quickly?

After thinking about it, Li Chengfeng ate it bite by bite.

"How is it, Eighth Prince? Is it delicious?"

"Hmm...it's pretty good, there's competition!"

"Hahaha…"

These soldiers all laughed loudly.

…

Afterwards, Li Chengfeng gave these soldiers an educational lesson.

Li Chengfeng said: "Wang Tiezhu, Liu Ergou! As the saying goes, a soldier who doesn't want to be a general is not a good soldier! Have you heard this saying?"

"No, but what you said, Instructor Li, is indeed quite reasonable. If you don't want to be a general's soldier, you are indeed not a good soldier!"

"Well! The reason why I say that is because this instructor feels that everyone is born in a poor family and grows up at the same level! So whoever works harder among you will have a greater chance of becoming a general. !"

"After all, there is no shortcut to this road to success (unless you have a system)! Apart from talent, it requires hard work!"

"Look, you have all participated in the election to become candidates for the Tang Dynasty's Xuanjia Army! This shows that God has given you the talent to eat. Are you strong and big? Then the rest is your hard work. !"

"Edison once said: Genius, one percent is talent, ninety-nine percent is sweat. So, you have physical talent, and the rest is sweat!"

Li Chengfeng tried his best to fool these soldiers, and these soldiers were also stunned by Li Chengfeng.

They all chirped among the crowd: "Wow, the Eighth Prince is indeed the number one child prodigy in the Tang Dynasty. His words were astonishing, and immediately awakened my confused heart!"

"Yeah, I was still confused at first, and wanted to ask why we did this? But now I have a new goal, that is, I, Zhao Heizi, must become a great general!"

"Yes, I, Li Daniu, are the same, I must become a general! I will train harder, and I will train better than you!"

"Hmph, no one is afraid of anyone, I have to train harder!"

"Uh, am I the only one wondering, who the **** is that Edison?"

…

Li Chengfeng's chicken soup for the soul directly filled the dry hearts of these soldiers.

Set an example and a goal for them, and let them move towards it.

Because Li Chengfeng knows that a life without a goal is terrible.

If there is no goal, that person will only stagnate, but if there is a goal, then he will work hard to move towards the goal and get more gains!

These soldiers of the Tang Dynasty have never heard of such chicken soup for the soul!

When Li Chengfeng said this, they were all in high spirits and energetic.

Seeing this appearance, Li Chengfeng couldn't help but smiled: "It seems that I still have to feed more chicken soup to my soldiers in the future!"

"You guys, are you full?" Li Chengfeng asked.

"Haha, I'm full!" Liu Ergou laughed.

Li Chengfeng continued: "If you are full, why don't you go to the instructor for training? Let me tell you, we can be good friends in private, and even if someone bullies you in the future, you can come to me and I will give it to you." Revenge! But, during training, I am your boss, your instructor, you can’t smile at me, you have to be disciplined, understand?”

"I know the instructor, let's go to training!"

After speaking, a group of soldiers immediately ran to train.

Some soldiers who were listening to Li Chengfeng's "chicken soup" on the tree also quickly climbed down from the tree and ran to train immediately.

Because of Li Chengfeng's strong affinity and noble status, these soldiers respect Li Chengfeng very much.

Especially that sentence, we can be friends in private, whoever bullies you, just come to me, I will avenge you!

Hearing this, these soldiers were immediately moved.

What a noble status is Li Chengfeng? It's the Eighth Prince of the Tang Dynasty!

And they are just a group of soldiers who have never been on the battlefield. How can they be friends with the Eighth Prince?

The soldiers thought to themselves: It's rare that the Eighth Prince values ​​us so much, we have to train well to show the Eighth Prince! In the future, training to be talented and serving the Eighth Prince, this is what we should do now!

Because Li Chengfeng is a time traveler in the 21st century, and his thoughts are not so feudal, so in terms of identity, Li Chengfeng will not use the Eighth Prince to suppress these soldiers.

What Li Chengfeng wanted them to know was that a poor family can produce noble sons, as long as you are willing to work hard, one day, you will all be able to become great generals.

The effect of this wave of chicken soup for the soul is quite obvious.

After feeding, the soldiers trained harder.

But in fact, they don't care about chicken soup for the soul, they only know that there is an eighth prince of Tang Dynasty who values ​​them very much.

For them, Ken spent 100,000 gold to build this training ground for them to train.

I am willing to be an instructor for them, and I am willing to be friends with them.

This friendship alone was enough to move the 3000 Xuanjia troops present.

The eighth prince, Li Chengfeng, valued them so much and was willing to spend all his money on them, so why didn't they work hard?

…

On the way back, Li Chengfeng only felt a fever in his abdomen, as if there was a heat in his body that could not be vented.

Walking and walking, but also nosebleeds?

"Damn it, it must be because I ate that tiger whip that I got a nosebleed! Damn..."

Li Chengfeng walked towards the Prince Zhen's mansion cursing.

However, before Li Chengfeng stepped into the Prince Zhen's Mansion, Li Lizhi and Wu Xu hurried out of the Prince Zhen's Mansion.

Li Lizhi looked at Li Chengfeng, and hurriedly said: "It's not good, it's not good~lightnovelpub.net~Brother Feng'er..."

"What's wrong? Is my sister Li Mingda sick again?"

Li Chengfeng quickly wiped his nosebleed and said.

But Li Lizhi said: "No, brother Feng'er, something happened to the father!"

"What happened to the father? What can happen to his old man? He is very strong!"

Li Chengfeng wiped his nose vigorously and found that his nose was still bleeding.

Wu Xu suddenly took out his handkerchief from behind, handed it to Li Chengfeng, and said, "Eighth Prince, wipe your nosebleed!"

"Oh, thank you Xiao Wu!"

Li Chengfeng crumpled up his handkerchief and stuffed it into his nostrils, which relieved his restless mood.

Li Lizhi continued to say eagerly: "Feng'er, about your nosebleed, my sister also cares about you very much, cares about you! But now, something big happened to my father!"

Looking at Li Lizhi's anxious face, Li Chengfeng seemed to realize something was wrong.

So Li Chengfeng hurriedly asked: "What's going on? What's the big deal?"

Li Lizhi replied, "I don't know either, but Prime Minister Wei Zheng told me that!"

"Prime Minister Wei Zheng said that when the father went south to Chang'an City, he wanted to supervise. How is the digging of the Grand Canal going? Has construction started? Is there a shortage of manpower?"

"Well, what's the result?" Li Chengfeng widened his eyes, waiting for Li Lizhi's words.

Li Li said: "As a result, the father was crushed by the boulder rolling down from the mountain! He passed out on the spot, and now he is being escorted back to the capital by the soldiers. I don't know if he woke up or not!"

"What? Father was crushed by a big rock? Is he dead?"