The Han Society was backed by the Duke's Mansion and gradually expanded its power in Nanjing. It always said that it was powerful in the Qin, Han and Tang dynasties. It also recruited a group of famous scholars in Jiangnan to launch the second neo-Ancient Chinese movement, advocating that prose should inherit the articles of the Han Dynasty and be easy to understand.

He also pointed his finger at the eight-legged essays and often gathered together to criticize the eight-legged essays. He said that the eight-legged essays for two hundred years had already become sank into a dead end, shouting that the new study should prosper, and the eight-legged essays would die.

The eight-part parallel prose was abolished, and the prose of the Han Dynasty became more and more popular, and the government was no longer able to suppress it.

More and more students are joining the new school of Hanshe, and they are quarreling with the Fushe organized by Donglin Yunii. They have long been quarreling with each other every day and every month. They have already been in trouble. In various major imperial examination provinces in Jiangnan, people from old schools are running around to contact each other, fighting back, and

People in the new school should distinguish between one's superiority and one's victory or defeat, and they still have a mess even though they have not been affected by the war.

Nanjing is now undercurrents, and the six ministries of Nanjing are like sitting on a crater, as if they are sitting on pins and needles.

The old scholars won because they had a large number of people and had deep-rooted power, so they refused to submit. The new scholars were backed by the Duke of Wei, Xu Hongji and other Nanjing nobles, and they were not easy to mess with.

Of course, behind the Han Society was a great god, the Liao King Macheng.

In Nanjing, the Imperial College, the academy, and the place where orthodox old scholars gathered. The Liao King Macheng is a taboo topic. No one mentioned it. If you occasionally mention it, you will spit and say a traitor. However, among the people, there are tea shops and restaurants.

But everyone praised it, sang the courage of the Liao army, and was unparalleled in the world. Every day, there were speeches that were promoted on the war in the Southwest. Whenever they talked about the wonderful things, the three religions and the other corpses would cheer and make a big noise.

The eighth year of Chongzhen, on the fifteenth day of the twelfth lunar month.

More than 80 large and small warships of the Taiwan Navy of the Ming Dynasty went up the river and rushed straight to Chongqing Prefecture and passed by Nanjing.

Thousands of Han Society disciples gathered on Yanziji, celebrating wine, holding poetry meetings, watching the military power, attracting more than 100,000 people in Nanjing to watch along the river. The noise was shocking. Xu Hongji, Duke of Wei, used the Nanjing garrison to guard the riverside.

In the six ministries of Nanjing, the old student members were silent and did not breathe a sigh of relief.

If you don’t discuss the Liao King Ma City, it does not mean that the invincible army no longer exists.

The Invincible Fleet slowly entered the waters of Nanjing, and the Yanzi Rock was very lively. Fang Shihong, Xu Wenjue, and Wang Yue led a group of people from the Hanshe to stop and watch. Below was the turbulent river water, and there were miles away, covering the sky.

There were many invincible fleets in the Japanese, and there were many people who burst into tears. Thousands of famous Chinese scholars and new students were all infected by such a mighty and majestic atmosphere, and everyone was excited.

In the crowd, the ingenious men stopped from time to time and patrol to prevent anyone from destroying the grand gathering.

On the river surface, the invincible fleet slowly approached, and a row of sailors holding muskets stood on the deck, with distinctive armor. When passing Yanziji, they raised their muskets together and paid tribute to Tianming's guns. Balls of smoke rose and waves of smoke.

The dense sound of guns made the old scholar who was observing secretly frightened, but made the disciples of Hanshe on Yanziji excited. The gun-ringing ceremony that the people of Nanjing saw for the first time pushed the atmosphere to the top.

The crazy man, the swearing voices of the scholar, were mixed with the pleasant laughter of famous Qinhuai prostitutes, and was covered by the sound of gunfire.

At noon, twelve new Ming-style warships built by 800 tons slowly passed through the waters of Yanziji. The noise came to an abrupt end. Thousands of members of the Han Society and more than 100,000 people in Nanjing were silent, and everyone was watching.

Stop breathing, watching the huge numbers passing by the river. Sailors in big red uniforms stood on the deck, holding muskets and carrying swords and shields, nailing them to the boat like nails, and their waists were actually

Straight as a javelin.

More than 100,000 Nanjing people saw the might of the Taiwanese navy for the first time. Looking at the sailors with tigers and wolfs on the deck, they were shocked and could not control themselves.

"Your Highness, you have a poem!"

On Yanzijie, a crisp and gentle female voice said aloud, and the thousands of scholars and students were excited and shouted "Hello".

"Your Highness's poem says, "Your Highness has quelled the chaos."

As soon as the words "Ji Hai quelled the chaos" were heard, thousands of people shouted "Okay". At this time, the warships passing slowly on the river all raised flags and contacted and paid tribute.

"Thousands of miles of traveling on the clouds and coming back, and they are alone in the East Sea with spring thunder.

I am willing to look at pictures and change colors, and I will make the country lose its destruction.

The turbid wine will not relieve the tears of the country. When saving, you should rely on the talents to come out of the group.

If you fight for 100,000 heads of blood, you must save the power of the universe."

The poem was completed, and the cheers were heard throughout the sky. Thousands of gatherings were excited, savoring the poem that was extremely suitable for the Liao King Macheng, like drinking mellow wine.

On the riverside, a member was wearing a blue robe and had a elegant appearance. He looked quietly at the powerful fleet with several guards beside him. At that time, the Taiwanese navy could not have an opponent in the east. Taiwan

The navy's opponent was the European coalition, which was entrenched in India and looked at the Strait of Malacca, an extremely powerful imaginary enemy.

The European warships were blocked by the Taiwanese navy in the Strait of Malacca and were unwilling to give up.

The Europeans are organizing a powerful joint fleet to expedition to Malacca. This is a well-known fact in Europe. The two major naval powers of Spain and England are gathering fleets. On the contrary, the strongest Dutch are shaking their attitude and have not yet joined the European joint fleet.

I must have been scared by the Taiwanese navy.

Sooner or later, the European Union fleet will be formed and attack in large quantities, which is inevitable.

Regarding the entire Asia and the vast Pacific Ocean, how can European colonial countries in the rising period be willing to give up? In a few years, there will be a stunning maritime battle in Malacca. The victory or defeat of the maritime battle in Malacca will determine the Europeans and Mings.

, Who is the maritime overlord in the seventeenth century?

The Europeans could still retreat to Europe if they were defeated and stick to their local areas, but the Ming Navy could never be defeated.

Once Malacca is defeated, it will cause a chain reaction. Even Taiwan Prefecture, Indochina Peninsula, and Java have to be given up, and they are blocked by Europeans at their doorstep.

On the banks of the river, the middle-aged Confucian scholar remained silent and watched tall warships passing through the river.

Aside from him, a follower said disdainfully: "A traitor!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar suddenly turned around and stared at the rude follower. His eyes were a little dissatisfied, or even a little fierce. The follower knew that he had made him frightened and his face turned pale.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar said unhappily: "Is this a word that you, a little guerrilla, can you say?"

The guerrilla general shivered, his eyelids drooped and muttered, "Don't blame Sunbutang, I know I'm wrong."

This handsome middle-aged Confucian scholar was Sun Chuanting, who had just served as the governor of Shaanxi. Now he personally led 3,000 troops from the camp to Hong Chengchou, the commander of the military commander of the five provinces. The war in the southwest is in full swing, and the troops under the command of the commander of the Hong army have already been in full swing.
Chapter completed!