Seeing that the summons had been going on for several hours, Zhu Yijun felt a little tired. Finally he said to Qi Jiguang: "Where will the Jizhou soldiers brought by Yuan Jing be stationed?"
Qi Jiguang replied: "Ask your Majesty, station yourself near the Nanhaizi School."
Zhu Yijun nodded and said thoughtfully: "Well, I will have an in-depth talk with General Qi when I have free time in the future. Let's stop here today."
Lu Shusheng, the Minister of Rites, who had been serving as the background board, quickly stood up and acted as the salute officer and praised: "I have come to see you, Qi Jiguang thanks you!"
Qi Jiguang quickly performed the salute dance, and Zhu Yijun sat upright according to the order and said in Fengyang dialect: "Let him reward you." Zhang Juzheng and other ministers received the order, Qi Jiguang thanked him, and the audience officially ended.
Qi Jiguang walked out of the palace as if he were stepping on cotton, dismissed the bearer, and walked back to his residence in a daze. Although the sky was dim and the north wind mixed with snowflakes blew on his face, it could not extinguish the fire in Qi Jiguang's chest.
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In Qi Jiguang's original imagination, this interview should be a ceremonial one: the emperor was on the throne, his face blurry, and after Qi Jiguang danced with him, the emperor and him had a few simple questions and answers.
The day before the audience, when he was tossing and turning in bed, he imagined that the emperor said: "What a mighty general, give him food." Being given food was the limit of honor in his imagination.
To his surprise, he sat with the emperor for so long today and talked deeply about so many topics such as military training, personal experiences, and family. During his military career, these topics had already been discussed in addition to his brothers who risked their lives with him.
He hasn't talked about it for many years, but today he talked about the rise, and even told the emperor a military joke.
Qi Jiguang, who had not eaten dinner and was lying on the bed with his clothes on, looked at the tent ceiling with bright eyes. He kept thinking about the fact that he said this to the emperor, and the emperor actually said this; after saying that, the emperor touched his hands and laughed. At this time,
In his memory, the faces of Zhang Juzheng, Lu Tiaoyang, Tan Lun and other big bosses whom he usually dared not look at were all blurred, except for the words that the emperor said with understanding: "It is not easy for a general to serve in the country -
"These half-words were in his ears, and his heart was surging back and forth, as if red and hot magma was erupting in his stomach, burning his face with tears...
At half-past the night [81 Chinese website www.x81zw.me], Qi Jiguang could no longer hold himself back, leaned down, and cried heartily!
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After the early morning dynasty, the state affairs basically came to a standstill. Except for the heads of ministries who had received the five-year planning tasks, everyone from Beijing officials to ordinary people had fallen into a New Year atmosphere.
From a global perspective, the first year of Wanli was a good or bad year. At the southern end of the empire, Guangdong had been plagued by pirates for two years. The governor of Guangdong and Guangxi, Yin Zhengmao, led his troops to put down more than 12,000 people.
At this time, the bandit leader Lan Yiqing was beheaded. At this time, the troubled people were rebuilding their homes.
In Dengzhou Prefecture, due to the severe drought in the sixth year of Longqing, the court reduced taxes this year. Under the organization of the government, the refugees who returned home planted the land and actually got a good harvest.
In Shaanxi, the demons Qi Fang and Liu Ruqing, who were known as "the God Emperor came down to earth to save the believers", were hunted down by the government, and the fifteen ignorant people who followed them to cheat money were exiled to Lingnan.
The King of Xiangling, Shaanxi Province, was deprived of his royal title because he listened to evil talk and arrogantly insulted the local area. A large number of generals who controlled the country and generals who served the country in the palace were demoted to common people.
On the shore of the Black Water, Wang Gao, who had just slapped the imperial court in the face, was in his tent, looking at the gold belt, golden hat, clothes, boots and socks given by the emperor in the summer, his face was uncertain, even his favorite Many Han and female slaves came to invite him to drink, but they all lost interest.
On Confucius Temple Street in Nanjing, the newly opened Qingliu Printing Bookstore is crowded with people. Each one has a variety of dishes. Dong Heng, who is wearing a child's square scarf, holds a stack of manuscripts in his hand. From time to time, Feng Bangning's voice came from the room: "This bullshit doesn't make sense, go back and rewrite it!"
In Gelifang of the capital, for the first time, poor people working in factories run by the royal family received brand-new copper coins for the New Year holiday. As end-of-year gift packages, the royal family also gave them a bag of white flour and a barrel of soybean oil.
The face that had been numb and depressed for many years finally showed a long-lost smile at the end of the first year of Wanli. Not only did they gain money and goods, but what made them happy was that they also gained the enviable eyes of their neighbors.
Some of these craftsmen were rewarded handsomely for improving production techniques or for coming up with ideas that increased production efficiency. Some of them even looked for masons and carpenters to build houses. If there was a young man in the family, matchmakers came in droves. .
At the Nanyuan Campus of the capital, several commanders of the capital camp who were stimulated by the Jizhen soldiers brought by Qi Jiguang, along with their own generals, General Qian, and the soldiers shivering from the cold were practicing in a desperate formation. The sounds of gunfire and cannon fire occasionally coming from the school grounds unexpectedly fit in with the New Year atmosphere.
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Within the Forbidden Palace, the six years of panic and anguish of Longqing seemed like a world away, and most of the palace people had regained their vitality. From some palaces, there were still sounds of cursing and laughter from time to time. These were the young concubines left behind by Emperor Longqing. The laughter that comes from playing mahjong together.
As the master of the Forbidden Palace, Zhu Yijun had begun to be exhausted by the grand and lengthy sacrificial rituals.
He had a deeply malicious thought, and the emperor needed to return all the kowtows collected throughout the year to his ancestors before and after the New Year. After all, it was not his merit that his subjects kowtowed to him, but the Taizu, Chengzu and other ancestors. The ancestors established and maintained this kingdom, and that’s why they gave him such glory.
With such malice, he sent out Zhu Shitai, who had already become a Duke, Xu Wenbi, the Duke of Ding, Zhang Rong, the British Duke, Xu Congcheng, the husband of Princess Jiashan, and other nobles (except those from the Beijing camp) - Zhu Shitai was sent to Nanjing to kowtow at various imperial mausoleums and altars on his behalf.
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With the sound of firecrackers, the second year of Wanli has arrived. Zhu Yijun, together with the two palaces and the concubines with status, and the eunuchs also eat New Year's Eve dinner and stay up late on New Year's Day. Festive lanterns are hung in the inner palace. , there was a row over the drinking and drinking order for several days.
Zhu Yijun couldn't drink wine, and under Empress Dowager Li's instructions, he couldn't play mahjong, so he had to exercise in addition to various sacrifices to prepare himself physically for the new year.
At this time, the imperial capital was also full of the festive atmosphere of "new years are added, and spring fills the old mountains and rivers." The princes and officials of the capital paid homage to Zhu Yijun who was tortured and yawned early in the morning, and the birds and beasts dispersed. The two-day ceremony began. Ten days of paid vacation.
All the officials in Beijing, including Qi Jiguang, carried their New Year's greetings in a sack and went to their colleagues' homes to post them. Since each family had to visit relatives and friends, they threw the posts into the concierge, not expecting them to return them. The New Year's cards of later generations are just like saying that I am still alive and I am still thinking of you.
Of course, Qi Jiguang had some respect with Zhang Juzheng, so he was summoned by Yuan Fu and stayed in the house for a short time.
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The long Spring Festival has passed, and on the 21st day of the first month of the second year of Wanli, Tan Lun, the Minister of the Ministry of War, who went to work on his first day of work, wrote: "The three state-owned armies are extremely disciplined, attack unethically, respect the ancestral temple, attach importance to the country, and never forget the danger.
...The current capital camp has not been inspected for many years. The officers and soldiers have not perfected their battle formation habits, and cannot achieve the success of keeping the inside in peace and resisting the outsiders. I would like to ask the emperor to inspect the capital camp. It is appropriate to reward and punish them in a big way, just like the stories of our ancestors.
, It is not necessary to be careful and disciplined by martial arts. I pray to the Holy Judge."
This was arranged last year. Zhu Yijun read the memorial, asked Empress Dowager Li for instructions, and replied: "The review will be held on the 26th of the first lunar month. The Ministry of War will arrange it. When it is ready, we will ask for the order."