The red flag platform was raised, and the salutes were fired three times in the air.
The General Secretary Rong, commander, deputy senator, You Zuo and other officials were all in their subordinates.
Then he heard the collision of armor and armor, and the infantrymen of each battalion adjusted their whistles three times in response to the sound of artillery and walked to the front of the camp.
Another horse was wrapped in heavy armor and crushed the ground, leaving behind the rocks and dust flying behind him.
The sound of metal and iron clashes, horse stances alternately merge, and arrays are formed in the blink of an eye - regardless of ancient and modern times, or even in the next few hundred years, the military parades are arranged in different types of troops, arrays and appearances in sequence.
"Exercise!"
Unlike modern arrays, the horse stance array must be practiced on-site, flag slogans, drum beats command, stairs, horn arrays, cruising, and encircling arrays.
The drum beats suddenly became dense, and the battle ring was raised.
The infantrymen in each camp held halberds, lined up like iron walls, and were almost like a tide between advancing and retreating.
The elite rider stands out, and it travels through both wings, gallops and patrols, and intersects with the stairs, like an arm to use fingers.
Sometimes they surround and sometimes they detach.
There were five people, ten people, one tee, fifty people, one team, two hundred and fifty people, one commander, ten teams of battle camps, more than ten troops, and all of them were strong for several years. Everyone was majestic in appearance, and all of them were familiar with the martial arts festival.
The rattan cards at the top, the swords and swords on the flanks, the iron cavalry's sabre, the spears of the light cavalry, the wolf's scattered and killed, the palladium was used to seize the enemy, the hook and sickle swept the floor, and several camps were spread out.
Mercury pours into the ground, black clouds sway the city to attract sight, metal and iron fight, and the sound of yelling and killing are filled with ears.
Tens of thousands of infantrymen were poured outside the Yuwu Gate like ink, dull and pitch black.
Only a surge of soldiers and evil spirits hit my face.
...
"What a good military appearance! The formation of the five flowers of the Yanyue that I just played, the formation of calming four squares, with a moderate radius, advancing and retreating like a tide, and gradually showing the look of a tiger and wolf!"
"This is actually Jingying? It's unbelievable!"
"It's natural to be more beautiful when performing martial arts in front of the imperial court. I heard that Qi Jiguang used the southern soldiers as the backbone and distributed them to various battalions and established them as teachers. He specially practiced martial arts for several months before he could make it easier for the face. As for whether the war could be done, I was afraid he would still have to take it out."
The teacher of exercises is formulated by the big reading ceremony.
Generally, the three major camps choose the best, teach the joints of the golden drum, the degree of advance and retreat, and the method of shooting and attacking.
After Qi Jiguang was appointed as the governor of the Beijing camp, his guards were mostly chosen as teachers and trained the battalions.
"Even so, you can still get a glimpse of the leopard and practice it specifically. Whether it was Xianzong's military parade or Shizong's grand sacrifice to the southern suburbs, did he prepare specifically? When he arrived, he couldn't even get over the face skills. He either lost his companion's hangover or disobeyed, and could not even take out his appearance."
Like the notice of the pre-provincial inspection, the so-called big reading is that the following is somewhat manifested when it is taken seriously.
If you prepare in advance and still have a mess, you will obviously lose your combat effectiveness completely.
In the ninth year of Chenghua, during the military parade in Xiyuan, hundreds of carefully selected soldiers were "sluggish and weak, suddenly lost their qualities", and even "cannot dig the bow and arrow" and "fall the bow on the ground."
In the seventh year of Jiajing, Emperor Shizong sacrificed his sacrificial sacrifice to the southern suburbs, trying to "try to see if the generals can do it", and ordered the generals and officials of the Beijing camp to accompany him. As a result, "there are many soldiers in the regiment camp who are in charge of the army."
The Beijing camp was weak for many years, and this was the grand occasion of the Gengxu Incident. The Mongols fought outside the capital and squeezed soldiers at the gate of the city to cry.
The military discipline is scattered and the soldiers are arrogant and lazy, and the Beijing camp can live on the face of Dayue, and it is no exaggeration to praise it for a new look.
"Governor Qi is good at governing the army! Zhang Lu, the military department, submitted a memorial to the state, and the orders were so serious. However, the peace had been passed on for a long time. The generals of each battalion followed the years to tolerate each other, and developed the habit of arrogance and laziness. Now, after Governor Qi took charge of the Beijing camp, he has regained military laws and wiped out the wind of tolerance, which is exciting!"
"I know this. When Qi Jiguang practices, he always calls military law. When he is arrogant and lazy, he will tie up the military law on the spot, and his skin will be broken; when he confronts the coach, he will pierce the ears and cut the ears; if he disobeys the military order, he may even behead him to favor the law, the Beijing camp will gradually understand what military orders are like a mountain."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a cold snorkeling.
"A countryman from the south? In the military parade in the third year of Longqing, the Jingying camp had already taken shape. It was followed for many years. With this military appearance, it was natural to be achieved. It was all Qi Jiguang's contribution? Could it be that Zhenyuan Hou rectified the Jingying camp for eight years, which was not as good as the southern people for just a few months?"
Given Qi Jiguang's reputation among the people, someone immediately changed his face and wanted to argue.
Where there are crowds, there is no need to argue.
Seeing that the stands were about to quarrel about this, the imperial guards on duty looked at each other and were determined to scold them, but they were afraid that these military and civilian representatives, the current Jinshi, and the three generations of the breeze robes, were in a dilemma.
Fortunately, there are many kind elders in the stands, so they come out to smooth things out in time.
"According to the steps, naturally one after another, since Longqing, Zhang Taiyue, Ding'an Bo, Tan Xiangmin, Zhenyuan Hou, Governor Qi... Reorganized military preparations and was committed to military affairs. In just over ten years, the Beijing camp could restore such a state of mind. Who could have lost his merits and labor?"
"Besides, in terms of credit, it is also the Holy Lord who is in charge of the ritual, and is escorting the escort. Who dares to seek the merits of heaven?"
The old master often has a good idea to calm down the affairs.
As soon as this was said, the dispute was stopped immediately - the emperor was brought out. If he said anything wrong, the imperial guards beside him would not sit idly by.
A brief silence.
Someone suddenly sighed.
"It's easy to say step by step... This is no longer the beginning of the country. It's two hundred years since its founding, and it's still a step by step, just like a river flowing against the current!"
It has been two hundred years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and even after the Civil War of the Jingnan Campaign, it has been a hundred and seventy years.
The imperial court at this age is already declining.
Taxes are difficult to collect, local governments are disinterested, the king is assassinated, and the vassal rebellion is rebelled. These should be commonplace.
Now we can still follow the steps and make progress every day. Even the long-lost Beijing Camp has a new look. How rare is it?
After hearing this, everyone was moved and lost their voices.
At this time, the reading outside the martial arts gate was in full swing.
War fire chariots, thunder trains, all-win carriages, gun chariots, torch siege cars... The chariots and soldiers drove chariots tightly behind the horse stance array, roaring and passing by the front of the Yuewu Gate.
Everyone looked at the railings, their hearts were fascinated, and their thoughts were not sure where to fly.
...
Different station locations are often very different.
"Alas, when the late emperor was parading, the enemy was in danger of becoming increasingly dangerous and the northern border was in peace. Only then did he use the power of heaven to inspire people and scare the barbarians."
"Now since the Duoyanwei surrendered, the three fronts were still alive, and there was no trouble. The border people released their swords and carried hoes, and the city was extinguished and the beacon was put in peace. The great situation is, why bother to show off their martial arts and power, and to slap the people and ruin their wealth, and to provoke the thieves for nothing."
"If you don't do good deeds and just pursue martial arts, you will be afraid that you will have a long-term governance!"
After Yan Sishen felt indignantly, he glanced at Yin Gao without a trace.
Seeing that the latter had no expression on his face and did not express any expression to his satirize the court, he couldn't help but sneer in his heart.
Yin Shidan's son is a standard snob.
During the Longqing period, after his father was exiled and returned home, he slandered the court in front of his friends all day long. After Yin Shi Dan was reappeared as the governor of the Salt Administration in the second year of Wanli, Yin Gao had another face and spoke clichés about official words.
Twelve and twists are not enough.
Since last year, the court has begun to travel to the fields. After Yin Gao heard about the inquiry, he immediately came to Governor Yu Youding, hoping that Governor Yu would turn a blind eye to his teacher's house. There is no way, the dozens of acres of mansions in Tongle Park, Jinan (now Wanzhu Garden) and thousands of acres of land around him were left to Yin Gao, the legitimate son.
As a result, I Ding said the court's strict orders on the left and the teacher's reputation on the right. I added two more words to the conscience of heaven and earth. The people were concerned about it, and they were completely unstick to Yin Gao, and they were so angry that they left.
Since then, the second generation of Yin has once again become heartbroken by the court. He has said in the face of the traitors, deceived Shengcong, and the cabinet for personal gains and ignoring public opinion. Even the local officials have thought about political achievements and harmed national policies.
In this way, at least I have found a common word with my former friends again.
At the same time, Cao Yu looked at the Wuwu below and began to fiddle with cannons, quickly covered his ears, and sighed: "At that time, Emperor Xuanzong stopped his voyage to the Western treasure ship, collected the troops in Jiaozhi, stopped the northern border, reduced the heavy taxes, and exempted the rent, and rested with the people. Then he had the great rule of Ren Xuan. Now, he would be better than him, and he would always rebel with Xuanzong..."
boom!
boom!
Outside the Wushu Gate, the sound of guns and cannons exploded, blurring Cao Yu's whispers.
After the Salt Administration in Nanzhili, Cao Bangfu was safe and rested at home. His life was quite happy. He even passed away four years ago. Many people were grateful to him. The gentry erected a monument and gained a good reputation.
But the second generation is not so comfortable.
Cao Yu was the second generation who was in the same group as Yin Gao in the third year of Longqing. He was favored by the enthronement of the crown prince.
Yin Shidan is still in the officialdom, so Yin Gao can become a magistrate, Cao Bangfu retired in the first year of Wanli, and Cao Yu can only be a rich man now.
It is obvious that the rich man is not easy to do when he wants to save the land.
Cao Yu's resentment towards the court is increasing day by day.
When Meng Yanpu heard this, he snorted coldly: "Is the reform of the past and the innovation? Is the reform reasonable? People even claim to be "planning to cultivate the great plan for internal and external resistance, and to promote the best strategies for governing and protecting the country."
"There is nothing more than the First Emperor."
All of them are from Shandong.
Either the children of high-ranking officials or the families of saints, they have a tacit understanding between words.
At this time, Yin Gao also reacted.
He glared at the Emperor's Martial Arts tent with disgust and said coldly: "The master of Guancheng and his ancestors of martial arts have rarely been overestimated. Later generations are the heirs. If those who often make smart and mess up the old rules, but end up in decline and do not save them, it can be said to be a warning."
If you follow the accomplishment of Emperor Xuanzong, give alms, benevolence and righteousness, and rest with the people, you can still be a master of success.
If someone is smart and ignores tacit understanding and disrupts the old order, the world will soon decline.
Of course, this is not targeting anyone, it is just a review of Emperor Xuanzong's teachings.
Yan Sishen lowered his head and sighed, his voice as if he was a mosquito: "After all, the subordinates have been promoted. The vassal kings are prone to go astray when neglecting their education. Even the family and three generations cannot learn what it means to control martial arts and benevolent government and love the people."
The few people followed Yin Gao's gaze and shook their heads at the same time.
...
Zhu Yijun held his side face with his hands and looked up at the stands on both sides as if he was feeling.
However, although the tent allows the gaze to penetrate unilaterally, it does not see very clearly.
But I think I know that many people look at this.
The military and civilian representatives who are watching the ceremony are almost representatives of the interests of all social classes.
The second generation of bureaucratic capital, the scholars of feudal bureaucratic bureaucratic, the squire of feudal landlords, the rich merchants of emerging capital, and the petty bourgeois community rangers...
Among them, I don’t know how many people hate him, the emperor, and wish they could kill themselves in the emperor’s martial tent.
Take a look.
The so-called rituals first and then soldiers, the emperor sits in the military tent, selects 120,000 soldiers, isn’t it just for you to see?
"...My emperor's revival was first restored, and the world still had a complete journey."
The tent blocked the outside world's vision, but could not block the flattering voice.
Zhu Yijun turned his head and took a look.
Well, reading martial arts is naturally for foreign vassals to see.
North Korean envoy Li Zeng was still chattering endlessly and dancing to the imperial tent: "Your Majesty has been at the top for eight years, reforming the past and strengthening military and political affairs, and is truly the leader of the rejuvenation of a generation!"
Li Zeng's words came from the heart and full of passion, and he was almost dancing.
He is as proud as a Han man with a strong root!
Even the court officials worshipped by foreign vassals, their heads held high and their chests were raised, and their expressions were a little strange.
Zhu Yijun was even more lazy to pay attention to this guy.
ZTE?
It would be fine if North Korea's filial son and virtuous grandson flattered him. He, who is in charge, still needs to know the current situation of his own industry.
The Dongyu Dynasty in the south was growing increasingly. The Ming-Myanmar War was only two or three years old, with an army of 300,000. The war quagmire of twenty years would inevitably involve countless manpower and financial resources.
Tuman Khan in the north integrated tens of thousands of elite cavalry, and was foolish about the great cause of the former Yuan Dynasty and could rush south at any time. In history, in October of the seventh year of Wanli, 40,000 cavalry attacked Liaodong in a large number, and lasted until October of the ninth year of Wanli. He gathered more than 100,000 people and set off a war.
Although it has not arrived yet, the smell of gunpowder has spread in the north.
Including Japan's Toyotomi Hideyoshi is about to unify Japan, and the planned plan to invade the Central Plains with North Korea is about to emerge. The undercurrent of the chieftain hidden in the Boshu Rebellion, the hidden dangers of the She'an Rebellion are prominent. The Jurchens are inevitably revived, and the rebellion of the Ningxia military leaders...
It is said that Han Dynasty was defeated by force, and the southern expeditions and northern expeditions in the late Ming Dynasty were really no less than that.
Now that we don’t cut all the deserts of the world, how can we dare to call ourselves ZTE?
Just as I thought of this, the sound of the horn flute sounded again and the yellow flag flew.
Through the tent, I saw the formations of chariots, horses and infantry moving in response to the sound, like a river returning to the sea, and the tide returned to the battalions.
"My Minister of War is the prime minister, please ask Your Majesty to read the shooting!"
In addition to the performance of the Great Reading Li, the Royal Shooting is an indispensable part.
As Yin Zhengmao stepped forward and knelt down, Zhang Hong and other officials held their armor and bowed from the side to enter the tent.
There was a rustling sound in the tent.
The civil servants, six departments, thirteen seal officials, and the ritual department, military department, ritual department, ritual department, ritual department, ritual department, ritual department, ritual department, ritual censor, guild censor, ritual official and military official of Honglu Temple, and the Jinyiwei Hall and the Nanzhen Fushi Office were in charge of seal officers. A group of people were dressed in red casual clothes, and they were arranged in two shifts under the stage, with few expressions on their faces.
After a while, the rustling sound in the martial arts tent gradually stopped.
The eunuchs of the Sili Prison, Zhang Hong and Li Jin, opened the tent on the left and right.
The emperor's devotion immediately rang.
"Put the general and the soldiers and soldiers to shoot arrows and test guns in the East and West Halls."
"The General Association Rong Zhengzheng Qi Jiguang, the deputy lieutenant You Zuo, was in the camp, the Central Army's Thousand Generals and other officials, and immediately read the shooting in the school."
"Duke, marquis, prince consort, uncle, Jinyiwei and other officials, are shooting in the audience!"
"Each horse will have three arrows, and each step will have six arrows. Those who are in the middle will have a drum to respond and will be passed on to the martial arts gate!"
The vassal foreign ministers looked in the voice, staring at the martial tent.
A figure appeared, and the emperor of Shangbang bowed his armor, carried a bow and a sword, and stepped out calmly from the tent.
Very good looking!
When the third lady saw it, she couldn't help but secretly praise her.
The people of the Central Plains always have their own styles. Cai Kexian, who led her way, was so handsome and fair. Wang Chonggu, who was over 60 years old, was steady and mellow and extraordinary. The emperor in front of him was supreme, handsome and handsome, arrogant, and even more unique.
A group of foreign ministers were secretly looking at the emperor, but the emperor turned his head and looked at him: "Come here! Give me an arrow to my accompaniment and join in the grand ceremony!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the third lady's heart immediately jumped, and the Ola barbarians lost their composure on the spot and staggered back.
It was not until the eunuchs each walked closer to each other with an arrow, and the vassals realized that it turned out to be the literal meaning of "each gave an arrow".
The North Korean envoy who had just opened his eyes was rarely embarrassed at this time.
He refused repeatedly: "Your Majesty, I am a civil servant, and I am not good at shooting."
Li Zeng was a judge of the Korean Li Cao, equivalent to the six ministers of the Ming Dynasty, and was a second-rank civil servant.
Zhu Yijun chuckled: "If Li Shen is completely shot, I will open a harbor in Laizhou, Shandong to trade with you, how about?"
Li Zeng looked up in shock and was at a loss.
Zhu Yijun asked what he said, but in fact he didn't wait for Li Zeng to respond at all. He finished speaking on his own and then stepped away.
A group of senior officials of the court and squad officials flocked to the rear.
Li Zeng still didn't come back to his senses.
Laizhou mutual market...How can I see a military parade? I can still see a pie from the sky!?
Although North Korea has been a filial son and grandson for two hundred years, its trade restrictions are also quite limited.
Among them, tribute gifts and purchases are not mentioned. The so-called mutual trading often refers to the mixed trade between officials and the people.
Official trading is different from border smuggling. According to the system, the opening dates of filial sons and grandchildren such as North Korea and Ryukyu are not limited. The one here is not limited, which refers to "listening to arrangements".
In terms of location, North Korea only allows "opening" trade in Huitong Hall in Beijing and Huaiyuan Hall in Liaodong.
In terms of time, the North Korean envoy usually opens the market for three to five days after receiving the reward.
It's even a different story to open or not.
The Ministry of Rites will decide whether to open the market based on North Korea's performance.
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These characteristics determine that the so-called mutual market is often the North Korean mission, which brings private goods into Beijing for trade. People in Liaodong complain every year that the North Korean mission has too much material and the transportation burden of vehicles and other transportation is too heavy.
For example, during this celebration of the celebration, Li Zeng brought more than a hundred pieces of cloth to exchange for herbs.
But this is strictly illegal.
According to the Korean law, envoys are prohibited from bringing in addition to offering square items, shopping, clothing, and luggage, otherwise their property will be confiscated according to the law. According to the ban on the Ministry of Rites in the Ming Dynasty, the cloth and items they hold shall not exceed the luggage ban.
However, everyone did this. North Korean merchants flocked to each other every year, fighting for the quota of envoys and followers.
In this case, the emperor said he wanted to open a mutual market in Laizhou!?
What's the difference between this and gold falling from the sky!
Not to mention the inconvenience of crossing the sea, when the Ming Dynasty had not moved its capital, North Korea paid tribute by sea, from the Licheng River Port in Kaicheng, through the Hei Shui Ocean and the Yellow Water Ocean to Taicang Port on the south bank of the Yangtze River.
Even for a long time since then, I traveled to Lushun and Dengzhou's sea routes.
North Korea does not have a sea ban.
In other words, as long as the Ming court nods and trades with each other, Li Zeng can organize a fleet when he goes back, bringing ramie, silk, satin, cattle and horses, and run more than a dozen round trips to Laizhou Port in a year!
Li Zeng looked up at the emperor who walked down from the stage.
He gritted his teeth, grabbed the arrow feathers suddenly, and followed in a hurry.
...
"Xu Wenbi, the commander of the Jinyiwei Commander, Duke Dingguo, scored three of the six arrows!"
"The prince-in-law Xu Congcheng, stepping down six steps and getting five out of six arrows!"
"Pang Chengyu, the guerrilla general of the Five Army camps, immediately hit three arrows!"
The two censors and the two officers of the Ministry of War, were diligently monitored.
Two officials from the Ministry of Rites and two eunuchs, they were generous and cheerful.
Zhu Yijun stopped and looked at it, sometimes nodded in approval, sometimes made comments.
"Pang Chengyu was tempered from the garrison of Wan'an, Jiangxi. He was promoted to the position of deputy secretary of the Zhongdu Department, who was promoted to military achievements. Last year, he was reorganized. Before his retirement, Governor Gu recommended him to be a guerrilla in the fifth army camp. I also personally took the exam, and his skills in shooting are not bad."
"Hu Shouren, the right deputy general of Shenji Camp, was ordered by me personally. Among the several camps of Shenji Camp, their camps are the most diligent in their training."
"Xiao Ruxun is the son of Xiao Wenkui, the governor and governor. His father sent him to the Beijing Wei Martial Arts in the first year of Wanli. He has been practicing martial arts with me for many years. A few years ago, he made contributions when he attacked Duoyan Wei. Governor Qi promoted him to the camp leader, and he did not insult his family."
"Jiao Ze... the deputy general of Zhenyuan Hou, after being born and died for many years, you are familiar with it. In my opinion, if you can take more years of hardship, you will definitely be the general who guards the other side."
The ministers followed the emperor.
At this time, I felt really uneasy when I heard the emperor know everything about the generals of the Beijing camp.
Power is all managed, and personnel rights are absolute control.
After being promoted to the throne for eight years, moistening things silently finally developed such a majestic posture.
The emperor is so familiar with the Beijing camp now that the only difference between him and the emperor on the Mashang is probably a few victories!
Even Emperor Wuzong's temporary supervision of the war may not be as powerful as that of today.
When Emperor Yingzong had such a majestic posture, why was he swept away from the Great Wall and studied for several years by the Oirat?
"well."
The emperor stopped and put his hands behind his back, shook his head and sighed.
Shen Shixing came forward with a tactful thought: "Your Majesty is planning his stance, and the military appearances of each battalion have been completely renewed. Why do you sigh?"
Zhu Yijun shook his head and said nothing. After a moment of silence, he sighed: "I am just a moment of emotion."
"There have never been a shortage of famous generals in our dynasty, including Qi Jiguang, Yu Dayou, and Li Chengliang...number of them."
He raised his hand and pointed at Yu Dayou who was shooting at the moment.
I immediately turned to Pang Chengyu and others: "There are also many officers in our dynasty who are dedicated to their work, brave and resourceful. These are all picked up by me at my fingertips."
"As for the soldiers, after only a few months of training, I can't pick them up after having such military appearance."
Zhu Yijun looked around the civil and military ministers following him: "You think, why did the military disciplines have been disbanded over the years and the mud are scattered? King Shunyi has been killing the capital, and he is still crying?"
The court officials looked different, either smiling embarrassedly, bowing their heads in shame or indignation, or falling into deep thought.
There are also people who secretly glance at the third lady.
The latter had no expression on his face and did not feel embarrassed. Instead, his eyes became more and more serious. The emperor was so calm that he only reminded her of one sentence - knowing shame and then being brave.
"Duke Dingguo, you say."
The emperor began to call the name, and Xu Wenbi, who had just finished shooting back the list, was unfortunately pointed by the emperor.
Duke Ding, who was three out of six arrows, had a poor grade, sighed in his heart that he was like a tiger, and bowed earnestly: "My guilty is all the fault of me, but I am not strict in my practice!"
Zhu Yijun shook his head, too lazy to ridicule.
He turned to Qi Jiguang: "Qi Qing, in the first year of Longqing, you were ordered to return to Beijing to assist in Rong Zheng. Why did you run away at that time?"
When Qi Jiguang heard this, his movements stopped, and his thick eyebrows and big eyes were filled with at a loss.
It took a while to come back to his senses and reluctantly replied: "Report to Your Majesty, I am not capable enough. I am only capable of being a general but not a commander. Although I am familiar with border affairs, I am short of the central military affairs. The late emperor knew people and was good at placing them..."
Halfway through.
Zhu Yijun interrupted him directly in public: "I know, you complain to Tan Lun privately that there are many nobles in the Beijing camp, and they are reluctant to do so, and it is rare to be able to do it."
Qi Jiguang's forehead was sweating slightly.
Gu Huan and other nobles looked frightened.
Zhu Yijun no longer made things difficult for anyone. While walking, he continued to say to himself: "I have been concerned about the Beijing camp for more than a moment. Recently, I have been frequently raising armor and going to and from various camps."
"As a noble child, of course I know that Li Chengen, the son of my aunt's family, is."
"Their family opened a business, and even became a lieutenant, he couldn't forget that he was the shopkeeper, so he served private soldiers, either asking them to deliver goods to their business, or assigned them to work and dust them, and even had projects that were not completed for two or three years."
"The salary is not paid, and the wages are only one or two cents a month. The food is sold and cannot be eaten. If the soldiers are forced to run, they will simply run away, leaving a bunch of old and weak people, as well as empty-handed shorts."
"Outsiders want to control him, but they are afraid that they will offend his cousin, that is, I."
"As a last resort, I had to come forward in person and dismiss him from office."
When the unspoken rules are spoken, naturally many court officials have not looked very good.
The emperor was talking about Li Chengen, but it was not just Li Chengen.
It is very common for all high-ranking officials and nobles to serve soldiers and do business - "The official army is in Beijing and can only be prepared for work; when they are on the border, the generals are just private service for their own service, for feeding."
Arms, work, workshops, chopping wood, collecting herbs, transporting canals, escorting... can be said to be a large mercenary center.
"Just like Ma Wensheng reported that the Duke, Marquis and Governor, commander and other officials knew the family's camp, the accumulation of gold and silk, the light fur and fat horses, and the military and military policies were ignored."
Zhu Yijun walked to the target and looked ahead: "At this big review, I personally came forward and sent all the 'high-profile businessmen' back to various families. Only 'mercenaries' had a chance to breathe and practice on a daily basis."
"But I have a lot of things to do, so I can't keep an eye on the Beijing camp all the time to make everyone decent."
Speaking of this, if you don’t apologize, you will be ignorant.
The ministers bowed one after another: "I am guilty!"
The foreign ministers were not embarrassed or embarrassed, so they had to follow the crowd and bow together.
Zhu Yijun shook his head, led his bow and arrow, and looked at him intently: "Now I have something to say first, so please go back and tell your noble children..."
"The soldiers of Beijing camp are specialized in military affairs and are not allowed to do business!"
"If you have private service, you will be punished for being adept at the imperial guards!"
The arrow feathers leave the string and penetrate into the bull's eye.
I was silent for a moment on the field, and I could only hear the buzzing sound of the bowstrings in my ears.
The ban is often just on paper, but with the emperor's current control over the Beijing camp, no one will question whether he can speak out.
As for the border army?
The emperor was tactful and did not mention it, and the subordinates tacitly did not post it to ask.
Zhu Yijun hit the target with one arrow, and did not get too entangled on this topic. He turned his head and handed the bow to Zhang Hong, and ordered: "Great companion to take the companion ministers to try it."
When shooting arrows from foreign vassals, they naturally have to stay away from the emperor. Otherwise, they would be considered suspicious by the imperial guards when they reached out to scratch the ground. It was really not a good thing to kill them on the spot.
Li Zeng fell behind and flattered the emperor again before leaving with the eunuch.
After Li Zeng left, Zhu Yijun lowered his voice and instructed Zhang Hong: "If this North Korean guy bribes his big companion later, he can accept it."
Zhang Hong understood it, looked at the emperor with a wink, bowed and said he was leaving.
"Madam Zhongshun, you might as well follow me to the east and west official halls before taking a look."
Zhu Yijun called out and wanted the third lady who wanted to follow him.
The latter knew that the emperor was going to discuss the matter with him, and silently stopped.
Zhu Yijun waved his hand and asked the squad officers to follow further, leading a few second-rank officials and third ladies to walk towards the urn city inside the Wushu Gate.
Greetings are naturally indispensable along the way.
"... Speaking of this, no one knew that the tribute was accomplished, but it was actually the intention of the third lady's son'?"
"Mrs. I really admire Hua, far better than Xin Ai Huang Taiji, and I see it all."
"It's a pity that my daughter is, I wish I could be crowned king!"
After all, the third lady is a herdsman from the frontier. Just let it go if you occasionally have a puzzle, but you really can't stand these stupid words.
She was used to being arrogant, and while complaining in her heart, she subconsciously turned around and glared at the emperor.
Suddenly, he realized that it was inappropriate and quickly changed to a flattering smile.
Zhu Yijun was not in the mood to appreciate the exotic style, but felt that he was not embarrassed.
Fortunately, the emperor has been a thick-skinned city wall for so many years.
He walked in front, stepped into the Yuwu Gate, and coughed lightly with the third lady: "Let's just talk about the serious business."
"When will Altan Khan die?"
The third lady was stunned when she heard this, and was obviously shocked by the emperor's sudden and straightforwardness.
But she quickly returned to nature, pretending to look at the structure inside the Yuewu Sect, and carefully said: "I have survived this winter and can't die for the time being."
"If Your Majesty can help the foreign ministers to suppress Cha Taiji, Xin Ai Huang Taiji, Salike and other tribes, it will be the same when the King of Shunyi dies."
He was forced to marry by an old man at the age of nine. If you have any deep feelings, that is the big deal of the world.
At present, we still need to use Altan Khan's name to command the tribes, and we will do our best to save the tribes.
When it was useless, as soon as the medicine stone stopped, Altan kicked his legs in sweat.
Zhu Yijun nodded and said slowly: "After Altan Khan's death, Mrs. Zhongshun must hold her right wing in her hand. Not to say that the orders are imposed, at least she must restrain her subordinates and not disturb each other's trade."
"I will also take care of General Xuan."
The mutual market in Xuanda is different from that in Duoyanwei.
Duoyanwei was defeated, and the situation was simple, and the mutual market was under the nose of Jizhen. Kuanhe mutual market, which opened in the third year of Wanli, has now been open all year round.
Xuanda is different. The various tribes live in mixed residences, Han and Mongolian live in mixed residences. In addition, the situation in Datong Town was unstable. He rebelled twice during the Jiajing period. The situation was relatively complicated. The mutual market was randomly agreed to open for a few days a year, and the battle was ready.
Even so, there are always tribes who play guest roles as thieves, rob past vendors, and even invade the market, without a stable business environment.
This is the result of Altan Khan's efforts to restrain him.
In the future, this responsibility will be handed over to the third lady.
When the third lady heard this, she agreed in her heart without hesitation.
She advised Altan to grant tribute, and she was also maintaining the trade between the two sides over the years. Xin Ai Huang Taiji had previously wanted to overthrow the tribute affairs, and she refuted it - "The reason why the Heavenly Kingdom treats me very well. Every year, I will enjoy the full profit without worrying about the future. Who would have to do with the husband who was experiencing arrows and stones to die, but fortunately I could not know how to gain it."
What the emperor mentioned was the basis for cooperation between the two parties, and it was not even considered a condition.
As for the support inside and outside, San Niangzi naturally heard it.
The Ming court's support is of course very important, otherwise the border ministers in Datong would not have said that she had "helped the emperor favor and shined the tribes" over the years.
The only concern is that I don’t know how much the emperor is asking for this time.
She pondered for a moment, and then asked directly: "Your Majesty is a sage, and your kindness is a great man. How dare you serve the best of a person?"
Zhu Yijun did not answer for a moment, but instead turned his head and looked at the important officials beside him with a slight hesitation.
Wang Chonggu nodded silently.
The Minister of Rites Wang Zongyi even gave him an expression of encouragement.
Zhu Yijun turned around and looked at the third lady who was frowning and frowned.
He took a deep breath and slowly spoke: "Madam Zhongshun, be my adopted daughter!"
Chapter completed!