Chapter 708 Zhang Xianggong, the man among the gods
Some fears are indeed unfounded, such as Zhang Ximeng. He never beat Zhu Di or scolded him, but Zhu Di was afraid of him, from the bottom of his heart.
He always felt that once this smiling Mr. Zhang became ruthless, not even his father could protect him.
Obviously, Zhu Di's hunch was right. Zhang Ximeng was really angry. He had no other choice but to pour beans into the bamboo tube and speak out if he had anything to say.
"Sir, that Kuleca is the young master of Jianzhou Jurchen. His father surrendered to us and gave us 500 horses. He also told us about a gold mine. We can mine 500 taels in a month. In addition, he
He gave us a lot of ginseng and furs, which are all valuable, and he also said that if he could educate this son well, he would give me a batch of Dongzhu."
"Dongzhu?" Zhang Ximeng asked, "Is it the kind you sent to the prince? It's as big as a pigeon egg?" Zhang Ximeng said casually.
Zhu Di nodded quickly, "That's it. If sir wants it, I have better ones here, and I'll give them to him."
Zhang Ximeng hummed: "You give it all to me, what will you do yourself?"
Zhu Di said with a smile: "It's okay. I'll just take care of the Jurchens. It's nothing."
Zhang Ximeng snorted coldly and said angrily: "I don't covet that kind of thing. I want to ask you, if these children of the Jurchen leader learned their skills, after returning, they would lead their tribe to rise rapidly and become the Ming Dynasty.
What should you do if you have a serious problem? Can this be solved with the little money you covet?"
Zhu Di hurriedly said: "Sir, I discussed this matter with Huang Zicheng, and he gave me a solution."
"What can I do?"
"Just to prevent them from learning!"
"Can't you learn?" Zhang Ximeng asked curiously: "I have always talked about teaching and educating people, and there is no child who cannot be taught. If you say this cannot be taught, what should you do?"
Zhu Di smiled and said: "This is easy, let's teach it like a dandy! They can set up hawks, catch rabbits, train dogs to chase badgers... They know all these things, and Hua Wei can be their teacher!"
"nonsense!"
Zhang Ximeng shouted angrily: "You brought in such a bunch of dandy boys and let them create a mess in the Peking Academy. Didn't you ruin my reputation? What's worse, you ruined the school, you bastard!"
Facing Zhang Ximeng's scolding, Zhu Di quickly bowed and said, "Sir, I have also thought about it. I plan to arrange a special academy for the descendants of these Mongolian and Jurchen leaders. What do you think, sir?"
"No matter! This is still in Peking Academy, and it will ruin my reputation!"
Zhu Di was stunned for a long time, then suddenly leaned forward and lowered his voice and said: "Sir, although it may damage your reputation, this matter will be beneficial to Ming Dynasty!"
Zhang Ximeng rolled his eyelids and actually smiled, which made Zhu Di confused. Zhang Ximeng even got up, picked up the kettle, poured Zhu Di a cup of tea, and asked him to sit down.
"Drink some water, and let's talk about it later."
Zhu Di felt like he was being pardoned, so he quickly thanked him, sat down and took a big sip, but the water was too hot and made him stick out his tongue.
Zhang Ximeng couldn't bear it any longer and laughed so loudly that tears came out of his eyes.
Zhu Di said aggrievedly, "Sir, do you hate me for being so noisy? In fact, I don't want to, it's just that I can't control myself. If I had known it, I wouldn't have come to Peiping. I was asked to study with Shu Ning. In fact,
It’s pretty good too.”
"No, if you lead Zhang Shuning down, I will be really angry later."
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said: "Zhu Di, do you know why the vassal kings were divided?"
Zhu Di shook his head and said, "Please give me some advice, sir."
"It's not complicated. At first, I proposed to Your Majesty that some people could be sent overseas to let them shine. For example, Fang Guozhen was granted the title of King. Later, Your Majesty and the generals drank heavily from Yanshan Mountain and proposed that the vassal king guard the border...
Then the prince served as a stayer in Peiping. When you came to join the feudal vassal, he gave you the seal of the stayer. By the way, I also arranged for Zhu Wenzheng and Li Wenzhong to stay in Beiping."
Zhu Di was stunned. Although he was not too big, his brain was still very useful.
"Sir, how do I feel? It was you who pushed me to Peiping step by step!"
Zhang Ximeng chuckled, and the silly boy finally understood.
In fact, it is not only that, including sending officials to come over, and arranging for Huang Zicheng, Fang Xiaoru and others to come over... It is this kind of constant tossing that shaped the current Peiping.
Weird things are running rampant, and dragons and phoenixes are lying everywhere. Naturally, Zhu Di, who is among them, has become more and more serious. If his torment index was one before, it is at least ten now!
"Zhu Di, your eldest brother was forced upon me by His Majesty. I don't really want to accept him, mainly because he is too honest and kind and has not achieved much! If you are willing to become my disciple, I can agree."
When Zhu Di heard this, he was extremely excited.
He knew from Zhang Shuning's letter that Zhang Ximeng took the initiative to accept Xia Zhifeng, saying that she was a genius. Zhang Shuning's praise of Xia Zhifeng was sparing no effort, even a little disgusting.
Zhu Di's teeth were sore when he looked at it, but he also knew one thing. Being able to become Prime Minister Zhang's disciple would definitely make people jealous to the point of madness.
At least Zhang Shuning couldn't do it.
Oh my God, can I surpass Zhang Shuning so easily?
Zhu Di couldn't turn his head around. Am I such a genius?
"But let me remind you, only the two of us are allowed to know about your apprenticeship, and you must not let it out! Otherwise, according to the rules of the master, you will be beaten to death!"
"Ah!" Zhu Di was shocked, "Master, you asked me to become a disciple and you didn't let me tell anyone. What do you mean?"
Zhang Ximeng sighed softly, "I have two sets of magical secrets here. Originally, I wanted to teach your Majesty, but with your Majesty's understanding, you can only learn one set. Zhu Biao's level is even worse. He can't even learn one set."
I can't learn it. I've been observing it for so long. It means that you are talented and unique. You can learn another set of things. It's just that this set of things is not convenient for others to spread. If you say it out, I won't admit it. How about it?
Are you still interested?"
Zhu Di was stunned for a long time, his head was a little dizzy... His father was so wise and powerful, but he only learned half of Mr. Zhang's skills. Mr. Zhang still had something to teach him?
Could it be that I, Zhu Di, am truly gifted, wise, and extraordinary?
"Sir, I am willing to learn. I promise not to tell anyone. You, please teach me quickly!"
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "Don't be impatient...it's actually not that difficult. Let me ask you, let the young Jurchen master of Jianzhou come here to study. You said you can't teach him well, because if you teach him well, he will threaten the Ming Dynasty. This
It is the first step to enlightenment. But how do you accomplish this and make it flawless? Do you have any ideas?"
Zhu Di was stunned, "Sir, do you have a clever idea?"
Zhang Ximeng said: "First of all, the more tribes that accept the canonization, the better. The descendants of their leaders and the heirs of the leaders must come to this academy to study and learn their skills. If they don't come, we must send troops to attack them.
Or think they are disloyal!”
Zhu Di was shocked. What a good guy, if you don't come to study, you will be punished. This reason for starting a war is unprecedented.
"Sir, what happens after we get to school? What should we do?"
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "When we get to school, we can't teach other people's children to the worst! As you said, teaching those things, who doesn't know what the ulterior motives are! Over time, people will see through it. And if you think about it, if it really
What else can a dandy do if he returns to the tribe? If you are deprived of the right to be the heir, wouldn't you just draw water from a bamboo basket and get nothing?"
Zhu Di was stunned, "Sir, what you said makes sense, but what should we do about it?"
"You have to teach them things, but you have to teach them things that are completely out of touch with the tribe... For example, they are good at riding and shooting, and you teach them to play with fire guns."
"Firegun?"
"Yes!" Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "You see, this fire gun is indeed more powerful, and it is easier to train. Once you learn firearms warfare, it will be easy to be reused when you return to the tribe. You also need to teach them the art of war and explain various methods to them.
It makes sense. Let them talk in the same way. At least they look like they are talented people."
Zhu Di scratched his head and said, "Sir, why do I think this is a talent?"
Zhang Ximeng laughed loudly, "If you think you are a talent, you will have won half the battle! Think about those tribes, where did they get firearms? Where did they buy the gunpowder? Where is the gunpowder? If the entire tribe changed their use
Firearms, if you don’t use bows, horses, horseback riding, and shooting, how can they fight with our Ming Dynasty?"
Zhu Di stared at Zhang Ximeng with his eyes wide open. At this moment, he really felt that Zhang Ximeng was different from the rest. This Mr. Zhang's ideas were as high as the sky!
"Sir, I dare to ask you, is there a better way?"
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "Aren't you collecting money now? I want to ask you, is there a way to get them to send money proactively?"
"Take the initiative to give money?" Zhu Di said: "Well, then I don't know!"
Zhang Ximeng smiled slightly, turned around, took a handout and placed it in front of Zhu Di.
"This is an introduction to economics that I wrote. I didn't teach it at Jimin School. I took it to Peking specifically."
"It's not taught in Jimin Academy? Is this stuff too advanced? They can't understand it?"
Zhang Ximeng laughed and said: "There are so many smart people, how can they not understand this! What I mean is that this set of things may not reach the core and cannot help you understand the economy."
"Then, what's the use of this thing?"
"It makes you think you understand economics!" Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "Let me ask you this, is the current Great Wall really tight enough to prevent Mongolian tribes from entering and robbing it?"
Zhu Di shook his head, "Except for Shanhaiguan and other places, which are heavily guarded, other places are far from being able to do so."
"Then why do we build the Great Wall?" Zhang Ximeng said with a smile.
Zhu Di was startled, and suddenly whispered: "Sir, I heard Lan Yu say that it is to make our people think that they are protected. Only in this way can they come to the border, farm with peace of mind, and do business well. It cannot be done.
Only when the Great Wall is repaired and foolproof can the people come over, and it can’t be foolproof!”
Zhang Ximeng had a smile on his face and didn't say much.
…
Zhu Di came out of Zhang Ximeng's place, looked up at the sky, and found that the world was different. Why was it a little dark today!
He shook his head vigorously to wake himself up. Sure enough, his little cleverness was really not enough in front of Zhang Ximeng.
This is the founder who truly lacks great virtue.
No wonder Zhang Ximeng has always been a bit obsessed with him, and those who admire him regard him as a sage. However, Lao Zhu often said that Zhang Ximeng was too calculating, and Lan Yu even bluntly said that Zhang Ximeng was full of bad ideas.
But today, Zhu Di really knew that Zhang Ximeng's problem was not just a bad thing, but someone who had already written it into a book.
It's so pitiful that my husband actually taught me this skill. This is something that even my father has never learned! My eldest brother, Zhu Biao, at best inherits my father's legacy. Only I, Zhu Di, can carry forward this skill of my husband's.
!
In an instant, Zhu Di was filled with a sense of mission.
He returned to the palace, retreated to the left and right, and even drove away the Crouching Dragon and Phoenix chicks under his command. He was alone, carefully reading Zhang Ximeng's lecture notes, and combined with the teacher's instructions, Zhu Di gradually understood.
As long as those tribal leaders think that money can bring everything, they will use their subordinates to do the most profitable business in order to make money.
At present, various ministries, whether raising sheep, logging, or mining, can indeed make money, but the sales market is in the Ming Dynasty. As long as they control the market, they will naturally control the ministries.
Whether it is Liaodong or Monan, the threats of so many tribes have been resolved without leaving a trace... Mr. Zhang, you are simply one of the gods!
The next day, Zhu Di couldn't wait to issue an order, asking each tribe to select elite children to come to Peiping to study. Anyone who dares not to come is simply disobedient to Wang Hua and is waiting for General Lan to attack!