The south gate of Kyoto, the capital of the East Island, is called Rashomon. It experienced long-term wars before the 13th century. A simple story happened during that troubled time. One day when it rained heavily, three Japanese took shelter at Rashomon and chatted.
A criminal case arose: a samurai and his wife were passing by a barren mountain and encountered an accident. The wife was insulted and the samurai was brutally killed.
The outcome of the tragedy is clear at a glance, but the process is simple and confusing. The four people each insist on their own story. The murderer, his wife, the witch who testified on behalf of the dead warrior's soul, and the witness Chai Fu all have their own opinions. There is only one truth, but the purpose of each person's testimony
But they are all different; in everyone's narrative, their own morals are beautified, and they seem to be forgiven even if they commit crimes, while other people's greed, dissipation, and fear of death are fully exposed in the process of telling...
Zhang Ning talked about four similar but slightly different crime processes one by one, all of which were reasonable. However, the four characters in the story were either good or bad, either sympathetic or despised, and the conclusions were very different. An innocent person who was originally worthy of sympathy
Or, if you change your mouth, the narrative will be completely different. No one can judge the moral good or bad and the truth.
Yao Ji gradually became interested in the drama and nodded thoughtfully from time to time. This kind of thing is very common in the palace. Distorting the facts and saying bad things about others is a common intrigue method. Yao Ji is naturally familiar with it...but she didn't before this.
People weave similar things into a story.
At this time, Zhang Ning sighed softly: "As the saying goes, listening to one side makes you dark, and listening to both sides makes you clear. But some things may not be clear if you listen to several people's descriptions. It's just that everyone wants to hide different things. This is true whether it is family affairs or state affairs. Just like
Regarding the prince's poisoning, what version does mother think Empress Ma and others will use?"
Hearing this, Yao Ji suddenly understood the purpose of Zhang Ning's story, and frowned in thought.
Zhang Ning struck while the iron was hot and advised: "The secret letter from above did not hold you responsible for your crimes this time. That is because the emperor and his ministers were concerned about many implicates, especially because I was an official of the imperial censor and controlled many of the Jianwen Party."
It was a secret, so they didn't dare to move lightly... But Wu Yong's death could not be suppressed, and the situation of the sons and ministers in the court was precarious. When we lose all checks and balances and bargaining conditions, can we only pray to the emperor and his horse for life and death at that time?
The queen’s mercy?”
Yao Ji still bowed her head and remained silent. Zhang Ning couldn't help but say another sentence: "As the saying goes, if there is no long-term concern, there will be immediate concern. Now is the time to take a long-term view. Please give me mother's advice."
"But the raising of troops you mentioned yesterday has little chance of winning." She finally raised her head and naturally looked at Zhang Ning's face. Normally she was really embarrassed to stare at him like this... maybe because she was vaguely wary of something, or
I have always been a little unable to face it in my heart. After all, "that" unspeakable thing really happened.
But it's not because Yao Ji hates the face in front of her. In fact, she thinks Zhang Ning's appearance is very attractive. Although his face looks a little haggard these days, his complexion is slightly darker because of it, and the light beard on his mouth also seems to be...
It has become thicker; but the straight facial contour and facial features will not change. The young, flat and wide forehead, the two sword eyebrows are quite heroic, the straight bridge of the nose under the bright eyes makes the face very three-dimensional, and the lips and
The chin occasionally raises up to reveal a proud attitude. This kind of handsomeness without any dandyishness is most in line with Yao Ji's vision.
Somehow, Yao Ji felt that his seriousness and nervousness when he was worried was the most beautiful, and his eyes when he was writing seriously and without any distractions... She stared at Zhang Ning for a long time, and even forgot about her troubles for a moment, with a slight trace of light on her face.
Come smile.
This can't be blamed on her. She has been closed here for too long, her senses are almost numb, and her depressed and boring mood cannot be relieved for a long time. And the things that are most likely to stimulate people's senses and mood are simple, superficial and even low-level things.
For example, a lovable appearance... In comparison, worries about a future that has not yet happened, etc., although important, seem too abstract. For a moment, Yao Ji seemed indifferent and emotionless, but she was attracted by Zhang Ning's face and his low and solemn expression.
The tone of the preface is attractive.
Zhang Ning was puzzled by her sudden smile. Was it because she had been persuaded to agree to start an army? However, it seemed inaccurate to use a smile to express her approval. He couldn't guess, so he remained silent for a while with confusion on his face.
Yao Ji quickly came to her senses and said casually: "You tell me."
"What did you say?" Zhang Ning asked.
Yao Ji asked: "How do you plan to raise an army?"
Zhang Ning hurriedly leaned over, thinking about the meaning of the language, and said: "As far as I know, the anti-evil sect has tens of thousands of followers. Although not all of these people can be used, a small number of them have been selected to serve as the basis for the uprising.
Be sure. It’s hard to finish at the beginning. Once the power develops and has a base and a governance system is established, the people under our rule will gradually recognize our legitimate power. As long as the war situation is good, the supply of troops will not be exhausted.
So I think the problem in the early stage is to govern people, while weapons and equipment and military expenditure are secondary; the problem in the middle and later stages is the people's hearts, the hearts of the scholars and the hearts of the people..."
Yao Ji couldn't help interrupting his eloquent conversation and said softly: "Although I am a woman and not familiar with military affairs, I only want to ask you two things: First, it is true that there are many followers of the anti-evil sect, but they do not think that
There is hope for a rebellion, but how do you convince them to go to the battlefield and die for you? Secondly, since Yongle, the puppet dynasty has consolidated its military and political power. It is impossible to get the officers and soldiers to surrender under the banner of Jianwenjun, let alone the hundreds of thousands of elites in the two capitals.
It means that Huguang Province mobilized troops to suppress it. You have neither good generals nor elite soldiers. How can a group of believers who have never been on the battlefield and have no weapons confront the officers and soldiers wearing armor and possessing superior firearms? How can they avoid being wiped out immediately?
"
Zhang Ning said seriously: "These two problems, mother, are exactly the easiest."
"Oh?" Yao Ji looked curious and listened.
Zhang Ning said: "The first question is, as long as the anti-evil cultists believe that the imperial court will quickly eliminate them, especially those leaders of various factions, large and small, who have neither legal status nor land and property, many of them may not even have any skills. Once
What is the situation if we lose the anti-evil cult? The second question is that the equipment of the officers and soldiers may not be as good as ours, but I can make better weapons."
Yao Ji said in surprise: "You used to study in a cold window and later became a civil servant. How did you get armor and firearms? Maybe you can attract talents in the officialdom, but forging armor consumes a lot of manpower and material resources, and military expenses are also a problem."
Zhang Ning didn't know how to explain it. He couldn't say that he had traveled through time. Of course, it was impossible to produce anything after the industrial revolution in just a few years. There were too many conditions for industry; but why must we have industry now? As long as we are better than officers and soldiers.
The advanced fire portal guns used were enough. Zhang Ning felt that it was not too difficult to do this.
He pondered for a moment and then said: "I don't know how to explain it, but I can do it before starting the army to make my mother believe it."
Yao Ji thought for a while and said: "You have an uncle who is in charge of more than 200 households in several villages and towns in the mountains on the border of Yongshun Division. The people there are either outhouses who fled the Jianwen Dynasty, or anti-evil cultists, and they have food. If there is someone, I can introduce you to him first... It's not that I don't believe you, it's just that you shouldn't be hasty about such a big thing."
"Very good, I'll go there when I'm ready." Zhang Ning said in surprise, "I still have an uncle?"
Yao Ji said: "Others call him Monk Yao. After the Battle of Nanjing (Battle of Jingnan), he escaped from the capital and became a monk and hid. Later, Hu Ying searched the country's monks and Taoists, so he had to bring some acquaintances to ward off the evil sect and defect to me. My elder sister returned to secular life in Yongshunsi to marry and have children, but she didn’t ask why he didn’t grow his hair. Later he got the nickname Monk. When you go to him to do business, you are more trustworthy if you are a relative.”
Zhang Ning nodded: "Mother sent someone to follow me. I will go back to Changde to do some things first, and then I can ask someone to lead the way to the uncle I have never met."
Yao Ji said: "Then let Qiuye follow you."
Zhang Ning thought for a moment, and couldn't help but whisper: "I heard that the four great guardians, Qiu Ye, and Dong Xue were sent by the higher authorities, but my mother asked her to follow me. What's the point?"
Yao Ji said: "People can change. Qiuye is mine. Letting her get more familiar with you will be a good way to win over you... She told me all the nonsense you did that night."
Zhang Ning was embarrassed, and then heard Yao Ji laugh softly: "How can you like such a big person? Apart from Peach Blossom Fairy, who is Zheng Qia's person, that Xu Wenjun doesn't sleep with you?"
"No." Zhang Ning's face felt a little hot, and she thought, can't you just entertain yourself in the secret room below? She didn't pay attention for a moment, and subconsciously looked inside the curtain. Yao Ji saw his gaze and quickly She understood something, and her face suddenly turned red. Her blushing face was extremely beautiful, as if she was drunk and confused, and she seemed infinitely shy. Zhang Ning was stunned and couldn't control himself.
Unexpectedly, Yao Ji's expression gradually became indifferent, and she said softly: "Forget it about Qiuye last time. From now on, you must pay attention to your reputation and avoid rumors of debauchery among the world. And the Yao family comes from a scholarly family, and I am a concubine of the royal family. Concubine, you should observe etiquette and integrity, and I will not let you be ridiculed because of me."
Suddenly feeling rejected, Zhang Ning had no choice but to say politely, "Yes." But seeing Yao Ji holding the pear blossom tea on the table without saying a word, he stood up and left knowingly.
Returning to the wing, Zhang Ning took out the memorial he wrote yesterday from his arms, checked it over, and put it back in his pocket. Because he decided to go back to Changde Mansion, there was no need to ask anyone to deliver these things back to Yuanshui Tea Garden. He could take them with him. Just go back.
He saw that the sun was already setting outside the door. Originally, it would be afternoon when he woke up today, so he had to set the departure time for tomorrow. So he sat down in front of the case, propped his chin on his elbow, and mentally sorted out the various trivial matters he was going to do.
The next morning, Zhang Ning set out to say goodbye to Yao Ji. She didn't want to miss anyone, so she sent Qiu Ye out with a message telling him to drive slowly on the road. They were getting along with each other as if they were apart, and when they were far away, Zhang Ning Suddenly I felt very lost.
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