"A group of gangsters who make a living?"

Zhu Youxiao's face turned slightly red, and then he glared at Yang Feng. Why is this guy telling the truth? Will he still chat?

"Isn't it?"

Yang Feng ignored Zhu Youxiao's glaring eyes and said ignorantly: "Taizu, when Chengzu was in power, my Ming Dynasty's Jing camp was so great. When the Beijing camp went out of the border, all the foreign races outside the pass fled to the wind. Chengzu led a large army to attack the Tatars five times, and the people suffered heavy losses. This laid the foundation for the Ming Dynasty for hundreds of years. But after Emperor Chengzu passed away, what did the Jing camp become? The elite of my Ming Dynasty lost almost all the losses. If it weren't for the emergence of Yu Qian, my Ming Dynasty would have changed hands long ago. Now Your Majesty dares to say that the Jing camp is not a group of borers and gangsters who make a living?"

Zhu Youxiao, who was blushing, couldn't speak for a moment. Now ten people know that the Beijing camp is a group of waste concentration camps, and all the people inside are scattered. Such soldiers, let alone pulling out of the pass, attacking the Tartars, may not even be able to defeat the bandits in the pass.

For the sake of face, Zhu Youxiao wanted to deny it, but he couldn't tell lies with his eyes open, so he could only blush and snort coldly to show his apology.

Seeing that Zhu Youxiao didn't speak, Yang Feng knew that he could no longer stimulate him. He was the big boss, and it would be of no benefit to him if he offended the boss badly. He coughed lightly and bowed to Zhu Youxiao and apologized: "Your Majesty, I am Meng Lang."

Zhu Youxiao snorted lightly and said in a bit disappointed: "Forget it, the Beijing Camp is really too unreasonable now. It has long become a place to hide dirty and dirty things. I also want to rectify the Beijing Camp, but it is really...ah..."

Zhu Youxiao's words eventually turned into a long sigh...

Looking at Zhu Youxiao's lost expression, Yang Feng said seriously: "Your Majesty, please forgive me for saying that the way to govern the country should be both civil and military. It is not advisable to emphasize literature or martial arts alone. If the Ming Dynasty is compared to a person, civil and military officials and military generals are like two legs of a person. It is not possible to suppress literature and military affairs alone or emphasize martial arts over literature.

The former is just a look at the outcome of the former Song Dynasty. The status of civil officials in the former Song Dynasty was high enough, right? It is known to everyone in the world that the emperor of the Song Dynasty even said that he would not kill the scholars and officials. On the other hand, those warriors wanted to serve as soldiers and even had to be engraved on their faces. How sad it was.

What happened? When the cavalry of the Great Jin Kingdom came to the city of Bianliang, there was no one who dared to go out of the city to fight in the huge Bianliang City. In the end, the Jurchens escorted Song Huizong, Song Qinzong and his father and son, most of the Zhao royal family, concubines and noble ministers in the harem, and court officials, and more than 3,000 people, and the public and private savings in Tokyo were empty. This is the most profound lesson!

Of course, it is not advisable to emphasize martial arts and neglect literature. The disaster of the vassal states in the former Tang Dynasty was a lesson for the past. But Your Majesty, you know the most clearly what the Ming Dynasty looks like today. Do you have room for your generals to speak in the Ming Dynasty? A mere seventh-rank county magistrate or censor dares to shy faces the dignified general officer, and a third-rank commander actually kneels down to a fifth-rank soldier. Is this normal? I dare to ask, if the court acts as a military officer like this, if the Tartars attack the city of Beijing in the future, who else is willing to work for Your Majesty? Just those court officials who can only talk?"

Yang Feng said this with great sincerity. This was what Yang Feng said after more than a year of observations that Zhu Youxiao was not the kind of person who was rude and rude or mean.

Zhu Youxiao was also very moved when he heard Yang Feng speak so frankly. He sighed helplessly: "Yang Aiqing's words are reasonable. I used to be willing to rectify the military preparations, but I found that the Ming Dynasty has been difficult to return now. In addition, the national treasury is empty, so I don't know where to start. Although I have worked hard, I always feel restricted. In short, it's just a word... it's difficult!"

"You have to do it even if it is difficult, otherwise there will be no hope in the Ming Dynasty." Yang Feng said firmly: "Your Majesty, I think this rectification will start from the Beijing Camp. As long as your Majesty has tens of thousands of elite soldiers like an arm, who dares to underestimate you?"

"I have long wanted to rectify the Beijing Camp, but the treasury is so empty that it can run away rats. Without money, everything is useless." Zhu Youxiao put his hands on his face and looked at Yang Feng with an ill-intentioned smile: "Yang Aiqing is a famous local rich man, why don't you come and help me?"

Yang Feng pondered for a while before saying, "Okay, it's April now. The profits of the first quarter of the Ming Dynasty Royal Trading Company have already come out, with about 1.6 million yuan. According to the original agreement, the royal family should get 800,000 taels of silver. In a few days, I will send the silver to the inner treasury. In this way, I will have the start-up capital to rectify the Beijing camp. I guess it will not be a day's work, and it will take one to two years to achieve results. Now the most urgent task is to find someone who knows the military affairs to take charge of military training with Qiu. This depends on Your Majesty's decision."

Zhu Youxiao looked at Yang Feng deeply and smiled, "Your dear is too worried. I know what you are worried about. But I am not Cao Cao, and you are not Yang Xiu, so you don't have to be so careful."

Hearing Zhu Youxiao say this, Yang Feng couldn't help but laugh embarrassedly: "Your Majesty, I am not worried about Your Majesty, but I am afraid of rumors outside. The ancients also said that three people became tigers, but I am worried that it would bring too much pressure to Your Majesty."

"Barring!" Zhu Youxiao swears in a rare swear word, "Who do you think of me? If you can't even bear this little pressure, why should you be the emperor? Don't bother the second master. Since this matter was proposed by you, I will leave it to you. I will remove Zhu Chunchen and hand you the position of governor to you so that you can let go of your hands and feet. I will give you a year to train me to train an elite soldier. After you go back, I will plan something. I will give you three days to write down your ideas and hand them to me. Can I do it?"

Looking at the energetic Zhu Youxiao, Yang Feng felt relieved. Zhu Youxiao is now like a real emperor, and it is not in vain that he has spent so much energy to help him. He stood up and bowed and said, "How dare I not obey?"

April 16th

Silijian is located in the northeast of the palace, near the right side of Wansui Mountain.

Although the Silijian replaced the emperor in the Ming Dynasty, it was powerful. However, the Silijian was not big, but consisted of a few small courtyards. It looked very ordinary and was not at all prominent than other places in the palace.

In a small house in Silijian, the nine thousand-year-old Eunuch Wei, who was in power in the past, sat in the room, looking at a note in his hand, his face was gloomy and gloomy. Next to him was a eunuch in his forties, wearing royal blue eunuch costumes, embroidered with four golden levers on his sleeves, indicating that the eunuch's rank had reached the peak that eunuchs could reach... The fourth rank, he was the eunuch Wang Tigan of Silijian.

Looking at Wei Zhongxian with a bad face, Wang Tigan asked in disbelief: "Nine Thousand Sui, do we really want to continue this decree?"

"Why don't you approve?" Wei Zhongxian sneered: "This is what Your Majesty meant. Can we still resist the order? In fact, we want to see what the civil and military officials in the court will reflect after seeing this order?"

Wang Tigan said quietly: "We don't know what civil servants have to do, but what we can be sure about is that the martial artists in the capital will definitely jump up."

Wang Tigan was right. When the memorial was issued to the cabinet the next day, the civil and military officials in the court were shocked, and Zhu Chunchen was as stupid as the head of the thunder. He never expected that he, the governor who had been in charge for more than ten years, was dismissed, and he was removed without warning. The one who replaced him was Yang Feng, who had just returned to Beijing.

Logically speaking, Zhu Chunchen, the governor of the Beijing camp, was dismissed and Yang Feng replaced him. The civil servants who were already irreconcilable with Yang Feng should jump up and oppose in unison. But strangely, these civil servants actually showed an attitude of not being involved in their own affairs, which also disappointed Wei Zhongxian and Wang Tigan, who originally wanted to watch the show.

"We miscalculated, we all miscalculated!"

Wei Zhongxian smiled bitterly and said, "I originally thought that the Donglin Party would pick up their sleeves and have another fight with Yang Feng and let us watch a good show, but I never thought they would retreat."

"It's indeed miscalculated." Wang Tigan also shook his head and said, "Military power has always been the most sensitive and taboo thing for the emperor. Your Majesty handed over the Beijing camp to Yang Feng. If they jumped out to object at this time, then Your Majesty would have enough reason to deal with them. Gao Panlong and the others would naturally not do such stupid things."

Wei Zhongxian nodded. Military power is the foundation for all emperors to settle down. Even the most foolish emperor would not hand over military power to people whom he did not trust. Judging from Zhu Youxiao's actions this time, he wanted to make big moves. However, even Wei Zhongxian had to admit that the Jingying now has deep illness and wanted to bring the Jingying out. No one except Yang Feng had the ability.

Thinking of this, Wei Zhongxian couldn't help but sigh. It seemed that Yang Feng was becoming more and more trusted by the emperor. Even the army like the Beijing Camp that was related to his wealth and life was handed over to him. This guy was so lucky...

"Crackling..."

As a sound of something being broken came from the hall, there was also Zhu Chunchen's angry shout in the middle.

"Yang Feng... I'm irreconcilable with you!"

As an old military honor, the Duke Chengguo Mansion was naturally decorated in a magnificent manner. The hall was more than 200 square meters, which was enough to accommodate hundreds of people. Now, the owner of the mansion was sitting in the center of the hall. The contemporary Duke Chengguo Zhu Chunchen stood under him. There were dozens of military generals, almost all of whom included all the middle and high-level generals in the Beijing camp.

Logically speaking, the official who is fighting the iron camp is a rushing official. As a force to protect the capital, the transfer of generals is too ordinary. Zhu Chunchen has been the governor of the Beijing camp for more than ten years, which is abnormal. It is very common for Zhu Youxiao to transfer him to his post, but he has been the governor of the Beijing camp for more than ten years and regards the Beijing camp as his backyard, and how can he be willing to give up his rights?

In addition, with his hard work over the years, the Jingying had long become his own land for Zhu Chunchen. He had at least 100,000 taels of silver for the empty salary he had every year. Now that he left, these investments were naturally gone. As the saying goes, cutting off people's wealth is like killing parents. Zhu Chunchen was naturally unwilling to be cut off his wealth, which attracted these subordinates to discuss countermeasures.

After getting angry for a while, Zhu Chunchen gasped and said, "Wang Chunsheng, you are the deputy general of Shenshu Camp. How should we deal with this?"

Before Wang Chunsheng could answer, a fat general Zuoji next to him said in a dilemma: "Mr., even so, Your Majesty's imperial edict has been issued. As ministers, we cannot disobey the order, right?"

"Idiot!" Wang Chunsheng, who was sitting on his head, glared and cursed: "You have eaten food for so many years in vain. We really cannot violate Your Majesty's will, but where is the Jingying? That is our old nest. It is too simple to deal with an outsider. As long as we join hands to give him a lip service, can he Yang Feng eat us?

Moreover, if Your Majesty ordered Yang Feng to reorganize the Beijing Camp, he would definitely give a deadline. As long as we can put him in a weak position and make him do nothing for several consecutive months, I am afraid that His Majesty will be the first to replace him. At that time, the position of governor of the Beijing Camp is not the Duke of the State?"

"Yes... Wang Fujiang said it well." A guerrilla on the side agreed: "If the Yang surnamed Yang knew about the appearance, we would not mind giving him some benefits. If he didn't know about the appearance, we would incite his brothers to make trouble. I think what he should do. As long as the matter is big, His Majesty will naturally know. Moreover, the Donglin Party is not vegetarian. Last time, Yang Feng was just a harsh man. Gao Panlong made a fuss and heard that Gao Panlong's niece and daughter-in-law wanted to find a short-lived person several times. Fortunately, they were rescued. Gao Panlong has already made a mortal enemy with Yang Feng, and he will never let him go if he has the chance."

"Yes, Lin Guerrilla said it makes sense." The generals suddenly lit up. If these people were asked to go to war, they might not even be able to defeat the bandits, but if they were asked to play tricks such as chasing money and causing trouble, they would all be masters.

Seeing everyone's excited faces, no one was worried. After all, judging from Yang Feng's performance since he entered Beijing, Yang Feng is not a fool. If he really makes him angry, this guy will really take ruthless action.

However, there is a saying in the West that God wants to destroy it, he must first make it crazy. From Zhu Chunchen to his subordinates, guerrillas, and even attacking the generals and camping. All they think of at this moment is what benefits they get from this trouble, but they didn't expect that Yang Feng would take advantage of the situation and take the opportunity to clean up them up, because in their opinion, Yang Feng wanted to reorganize the Beijing camp, so he could only win over them. He would never dare to attack them. This is also the reason why they are full of confidence.
Chapter completed!