In the side hall of the Wenhua Palace, Zhu Yijun had just finished listening to the Japanese lecture and was about to return to the Qianqing Palace. Suddenly, a chamberlain came to report that the left minister of the Ministry of War and the assistant minister of the Rongzheng in the capital, Gongbao, wanted to see him.
Zhu Yijun subconsciously looked at Chen Ju: "It's time for Qiuzhen to come to see me. Do you know what he's been busy with these days?"
Chen Ju replied: "I'm not sure about what I want to say to the emperor. I heard that Gao Gongbao has been checking various documents and documents at the Ministry of War a few days ago. Today it seems that he is going to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion for a meeting... Could it be that something went wrong in the meeting?"
When Zhu Yijun heard this, he became nervous, his face changed, and he said to the young eunuch who came to report: "Xuan, hurry up and announce him to come in."
The young eunuch hurried away, and then Zhu Yijun started to pace quickly with some anxiety. He stopped suddenly while walking, and said to Chen Ju: "You said that seeking truth will not mean applying the habit of leading troops in Guangxi and Liaodong to Beijing. Camp, right? Naturally, he can beat the people in the guard station and the frontier army whenever he wants, and scold them whenever he wants. These Qiu from the Beijing camp... Well, these are all honorable men, but they can't come to an agreement. Please Did you really give the order to hit the wall?"
Chen Ju didn't know, so he had to smile bitterly but didn't dare to answer easily.
However, it seems that Zhu Yijun did not expect him to answer. Instead, he rejected the guess he just said to himself, and his face became even more ugly: "No, as a true person, he should not do this on the spot... ...Hey, I'm afraid he'll come and ask me to issue an order, which won't be easy!"
Chen Ju laughed apologetically and asked casually: "What if Gao Gongbao really has a conflict with them, Your Majesty...will you fight?"
The muscles on Zhu Yijun's face twitched, and he said angrily with a toothache on his face: "Except for the three princes, he insists on beating everyone else. Don't I have to help him beat him first? He is the assistant manager of the military affairs of the Beijing camp. I have just taken up my new job, if I don’t help, won’t things in the Beijing camp get dirty again?”
After he finished speaking, he sighed: "Beijing camp has been rotten for more than a hundred years. Various systems have been changed over the years, but there is still no sign of improvement. Last time in the suburbs, When we welcomed Qiuzhen's triumphant return, I discovered that compared with the troops and horses in the Beijing camp and the soldiers and horses that Qiuzhen carried in the battle... Don't look at it better, the spirit is completely different. You are I don’t know, I had an idea in my mind that day.”
"What's on your mind?" Chen Ju, as an excellent supporter, naturally answered the question immediately and handed it back.
"I suddenly thought that if Qiuzhen was an enemy general, his thousands of troops might have captured me in a single charge among two or three armies, just like the Civil War..."
Chen Ju was startled when he heard this. He originally thought that the emperor was thinking, "What if all my hundreds of thousands of troops in the capital could have such a strong army?" But who knew that it would be like this? He panicked and said hurriedly: " Your Majesty, Gao Gongbao has been loyal to generations, and he is yours again..."
"Oh, I know!" Zhu Yijun waved his hand: "I don't doubt him, I just thought for a moment that the disparity between these two soldiers and horses is so big at first glance!"
Chen Ju breathed a sigh of relief and was about to apologize when Gao Pragmatic had already arrived. Originally, the procedures for foreign ministers to meet the emperor were very cumbersome. They had to wait outside the palace gate for summons, and almost half an hour had passed when they saw the emperor. But Gao Pragmatic had already arrived. But this is a special case. Zhu Yijun had previously issued a decree that he could go to the Wenhua Hall on his own without any notification - the Wenhua Hall was the place where their monarchs and ministers had studied together since childhood.
At that time, there was opposition from the Yanguan superior, but Zhu Yijun immediately criticized it personally and retorted with the words "The king regards his ministers as his brothers and feet, and the ministers regard the king as his heart and soul", and even gave the Yanguan a "
The big hat of alienating monarchs and ministers has come to a downgraded foreign minister, and the world has finally become clean.
As soon as Gao Pingshi entered the door, and just as he was about to step forward and bow, Zhu Yijun walked over quickly, stretched out his hand to hold him, and asked hurriedly: "What happened?"
Gao Pingshi was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "What happened?"
Zhu Yijun was also stunned: "Aren't you here to ask for an order to give them a blow?"
Only then did Gao Pragmatic react and said with a smile: "Your Majesty is overly worried. Although I assist in military affairs with the Minister of War, it is different from leading troops to fight. What is there to do that is worthy of imposing authority on others? Besides, if it really involves military law,
Then there is no room for me to run back to the palace to ask for orders! Your Majesty, this military law cannot be as slow and leisurely as the court's deliberations. When it is time to fight, it must be struck immediately. When it is time to kill, it must be killed immediately. If there is even the slightest hesitation,
It may lead to defeat."
Zhu Yijun said in surprise: "Have you ever killed a general before a formation?"
Gao pragmatic shook his head: "No."
"Then you said you were so decisive in killing. I thought you had killed someone before. I just asked why I didn't remember such a thing."
Gao pragmatic smiled and said: "I haven't killed you because I am more convenient than ordinary people. They are afraid of the emperor, so they are also afraid of me. Therefore, I don't have to kill people, and they don't dare to disobey orders. That's all."
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Zhu Yijun felt comfortable hearing this and laughed: "A fox pretends to be a tiger? Haha, your self-effacement is quite unique."
Gao pragmatic just smiled but did not answer. Zhu Yijun said: "Well, since you are not asking me to help you with the planning, then you come to the palace so late, there must be other important things. Let's talk about it." He pointed.
The chair next to me said: "Sit down and talk. I was spinning in circles just now and my legs are tired."
Only then did Gao Pragmatic realize that Zhu Yijun's walking posture was unnatural, and he frowned and said: "The emperor has a foot disease again? But there is no reason to stop talking?"
At this time, Zhu Yijun had returned to the throne and sat down. Hearing this, he replied: "I wrote a good calligraphy yesterday afternoon, and I was very happy. I drank two taels of wine in the evening... You said this thing is really good at trial and error.
After two ounces of wine, my feet are swollen today." As he spoke, he stretched out his right foot and turned his ankle in the air in a very emperor-like manner.
Gao Yingshi immediately frowned and said: "Your Majesty, 'The things you should be careful about are Qi, Zhan, and Disease.' The health of the Emperor is related to the world. Since I heard about it, I have to give advice..."
Zhu Yijun had a wry smile on his face: "Okay, okay, I understand this, and I understand your kindness. I will pay attention to it in the future and try to drink as little as possible - let's get down to business first."
Chen Ju watched in amazement and thought to himself: This is what Gao Guanzheng can do with his advice. If it were someone else, why wouldn't the emperor just say, "I have my own sense of proportion"?
However, Gao Pragmatic is not someone who likes to talk all the time. Since the emperor said he would pay attention to it in the future, he did not say much and turned to business: "Your Majesty, there are only 40,000 soldiers left in the Beijing camp."
The emperor was really surprised: "How come there are so few? After the Gengxu Revolution in the World Temple, several restructurings of the capital camp, and several recruitment exercises, why are there still fewer and fewer?"
Gao Pragmatic looked as usual and asked: "The late Emperor and Your Majesty held several grand reviews. In which one did the number exceed 30,000 people?"
Zhu Yijun said in astonishment: "That's because they said that 30,000 people were enough for the grand parade. They said that the Beijing camp should control the key passes around the capital, and they couldn't overdo it just for a military parade... or something like that."
Gao Pragmatic coughed lightly and said: "There are indeed some troops stationed in important places around the capital, but I have read the case file a few days ago. Those soldiers are all squad soldiers, mostly from Shaanxi and Datong."
Zhu Yijun was so angry that his face was livid, he slapped the handrail and said angrily: "There are hundreds of thousands of people on the register, but in fact there are only 40,000? What a shame they spend so much money every year from the imperial court!"
Gao Pragmatic didn't say anything. Anyway, everything he said was in vain, including the emperor's anger, which was also meaningless, because even if everyone knew that the money was spent completely in vain, it still had to be spent.
Because there cannot be chaos in the capital camp.
What should we do if there is chaos? Move the border troops into the guards and suppress the Beijing camp?
What a great idea! What a great idea! Yuan Shao also encouraged He Jin to do this back then, so Dong Zhuo went to Beijing.
You don’t care what kind of shit the Beijing camp is in, but as long as it is still "registered with hundreds of thousands", the border troops from all over the country generally don’t dare to have any other ideas. But that premise is that the frontier troops from all over the country will definitely
Don't go to Beijing in a group, otherwise once the truth is known, some things will not be easy to say.
The reason why the current Ming Dynasty's squadrons are all drawn from various places in the east and west, and each squadron only has about 3,000 people at most, is to prevent the border troops from misbehaving after entering Beijing. In case they misbehave, the court
If you still can't control them, then all the secrets have been exposed.
Nowadays, the frontier army from all over the country generally views the Beijing camp as "using oneself to judge others." For example, the Liaodong frontier army has about 200,000 registered soldiers. In fact, it is more reliable to have 78,000 or 80,000. In fact, the maximum number can be 120,000.
Up and down (a small number of them are completely incapable of field combat), so the generals on the Liaodong side generally think that the actual strength of the Beijing camp is about 240,000 to 50,000.
As for combat effectiveness, the border troops did not particularly underestimate the Jingying camp because they felt that the Jingying camp was well-equipped and well-paid, so they thought that although this army must have less actual combat experience, it should still be willing to fight at the critical moment.
——If you have good equipment and high salary, then you are a servant. How can a servant not be strong?
The speculations of other towns about the Beijing camp are generally the same.
Of course, there are two more important reasons why the border troops do not rebel: It is useless for the border troops to rebel in one town. There are "Nine Borders" in northern Xinjiang alone in the Ming Dynasty. It is useless for you to rebel in one town.
How about the Jingying attack?
What's more, the Ming Dynasty used civil society to control military affairs, and the governors and military preparations did not issue orders. The general soldiers did not dare to mobilize troops at will. How could they rebel? If the news had not reached the ears of the soldiers, the general soldiers themselves would have lost their heads.
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In the last years of Chongzhen's reign, why was it that the emperor could no longer mobilize his troops and killed the ministers one by one, but he did not even dare to move the general soldiers who had only a few thousand soldiers under his command? Because the obedient direct lineage was destroyed by force.
The remaining people are all old youtiaos. If you want to use one old youtiao to fight another old youtiao, they won't fight even if you think so.
At that time, the central government's finances collapsed, and the civil servants were increasingly unable to supervise the military officials (they could no longer use military rations and military pay to choke their necks, and they had to plunder on their own), so the situation was out of control. On the eve of the fall of the capital, Chongzhen thought
The soldiers and horses near the capital were gathered in the capital to defend the city, but in the end, even Tang Tong, who only had a few thousand men and horses in his hands, could not mobilize them.
It is only the first year of Wanli, so of course these situations have not occurred, but everyone understands the truth: no matter how "bad" this thing in Beijing is, it is still better than "chaos".
So Zhu Yijun became discouraged not long after he was angry, and said listlessly: "What should we do now? What's the use of a capital camp of 40,000 people? This is how Mr. Gao and your uncle and nephew have appeased Tumut.
, If Tumote is still as prone to invade the south as he was in Shimiao’s later years, then if Xuanda and Ji Liao are slightly negligent, won’t there be another Gengxu Rebellion?”
"So the situation in Beijing Camp must be improved." Gao Pragmatic sighed and said: "Even though it is unlikely that disasters like the Gengxu Revolution will happen again, the emperor also knows that the disasters in these years seem to have
They are becoming more frequent, and the disasters seem to be getting more serious.
Although the capital has not been seriously affected so far, it is just the reputation of "hundreds of thousands of troops in the capital camp" taken by the refugees and bandits. But reputation is never something that can be relied upon. If one day there are really refugees who are desperate for their lives.
The bandits are attacking Shenjing, but the Jingying camp is unable to suppress it, and even requires a large-scale invasion of border troops to defend it. Then... the situation will be out of control."
Zhu Yijun looked troubled and suddenly said: "Please be honest, tell me the truth. There are more and more disasters now. Am I really unethical? But after thinking about it, I don't think I am so unethical."
To the point?"
"The way of heaven is permanent, and the movement of the Zhou Dynasty is not in danger. It will not survive because of Yao, nor will it perish because of Jie." Gao pragmatically said calmly: "I don't talk about strange forces that confuse the gods, and I never believe in any inspiration from heaven and man. Although there are many natural disasters, they are not without rules.
, but this law has nothing to do with the emperor's lack of morality or anything like that."
This is the power of the "Six No. 1 Scholars". Heavenly beings sensed that this theory had been used for a long time, and he dared to express his disdain clearly. After so many years of cultivating reputation and prestige, there must be some results, and those who have dared to rebel against authority throughout the ages may
There are quite a few, but there is almost always only one other authority that can really succeed.
Gao Wuchen now seems to be somewhat authoritative.
Zhu Yijun perked up after hearing this statement and asked: "There are still patterns in natural disasters? This is quite new. Is there any evidence?"
Gao pragmatically gave a few examples to illustrate the problem of the Little Glacier Cycle (to avoid being criticized for the word count, I will omit this), and gave a general explanation of something that future generations cannot guarantee to be correct.
Zhu Yijun was convinced after hearing this - maybe he just wanted to refute the "immorality theory", so he immediately applauded loudly: "I wonder why God is so short-sighted and thinks I am immoral? Co-authorship has nothing to do with me.
What's the matter! I think what you said makes sense, 'Heaven and Earth are unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs', how can God care about this!"
However, Gao Pragmatic will not continue this time, because continuing this topic will cause some other troubles, such as "the emperor replaces the herdsmen". If you have nothing to do with God... This is a bit encouraging everyone to "the emperor, the one with strong soldiers and horses"
"for it" means.
This is a bit politically incorrect.
Fortunately, Zhu Yijun was not stupid. He stopped talking when he saw Gao Pragmatism. He quickly understood and immediately changed the topic and asked: "I'm going too far. Where did I just talk? Oh, the Beijing camp needs to be rectified, right.
We need to rectify...what are you going to do? Recruit troops again?"
"Soldiers must be recruited, but that is only a part, and it may not be the most important part." Gao pragmatically said: "I have an idea to completely separate soldiers, craftsmen, and farmers."
Zhu Yijun was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Gao Pragmatic raised his hands and said: "What I mean is that I want to reorganize the current Beijing camp and even the military households under the jurisdiction of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. Without changing the nature of the entire military households, they can be subdivided into 'war soldiers'."
', 'peasant soldiers' and 'artisan soldiers'. The war soldiers are only responsible for training and preparation for war, the peasant soldiers are responsible for military field reclamation, and the craftsmen soldiers are responsible for various engineering operations-including those miscellaneous tasks currently dispatched by the Ministry of Industry."
Zhu Yijun suddenly realized what he meant. He thought about it and asked again: "How to arrange the soldiers specifically?"
Gao Pragmatic said with an expressionless expression: "The three major battalions have been isolated and announced to the outside world that elites will be drawn from the three major battalions to train the Imperial Guards. The first batch of Imperial Guards is tentatively set at 60,000 people."
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