Chapter 17 The Candlelight Dinner of Yang Feng and Zhu Yuanzhang
Rainy night.
Inside the large tent that was quickly set up.
"How is your military system?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Yang Feng gnawing the leg of lamb in the flickering candlelight.
In front of the latter was a table with various dishes and a jar of rice wine, but it was definitely not sent from the palace.
From here to the north are all military residential areas...
This city is basically divided into three parts, the imperial city, the civilian city, and the military city. The former is the imperial city and the attached government offices, royal temples, Taoist temples, etc. The civilian city is the residents' quarters, mainly handicrafts. In the past, it was near Xu's house.
All are available. It can be said that the current needs of this city can be manufactured. Even outside, just the part circled by the huge outer city wall, can still farm and grow vegetables, so even if it is surrounded, it has a certain supply capacity, and the military city occupies
Almost two-fifths of the area, starting from the streets at the foot of the mountain and going west, are all military households in units of guards.
Therefore, their current tents, food and drinks are all brought to the nearest guard, and this guard has now all assembled and formed a cordon at the foot of the mountain.
"Your Majesty, you still have to pay the consultation fee, once for each question."
Yang Feng said.
"No one has dared to speak to me like this in decades."
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed while holding the wine glass.
"That's right, everyone wants to get rich and powerful in your hands, so naturally they have to grovel to you, but I'm not interested in your wealth, so there's no need to grovel to you, I can just say whatever I want.
Let's make an exchange now. I'll give you a pistol in exchange for letting me stay here.
But now if you ask me or him, you have to give something in exchange, we are genuine and fair."
Yang Feng said.
"Those who do not want to seek wealth and honor in my hands dare not speak to me like this."
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled coldly.
"Even if he doesn't want to seek wealth and honor in your hands, he still has to think about his descendants and his family. I'm just a bachelor, and I don't have to worry about anyone. I'm willing to kill myself to bring down the emperor."
Yang Feng continued to chew on the leg of lamb unscrupulously.
"That's someone you've never seen getting chopped. I'll let you see it someday."
Zhu Yuanzhang said.
However, he still waved to the conductor waiting beside him, who quickly came forward with a pen and paper in hand, looking at Yang Feng with a look of waiting...
"There should be an iron pot and a charcoal-burning stove. If not, I would dig a stove on the ground."
"One iron pot and one charcoal stove."
"Two hundred kilograms of charcoal, a water vat, bowls and plates, a hundred kilograms of flour, a hundred kilograms of rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar, tea, pepper, and other condiments such as Sichuan peppercorns are also needed. The vegetables and fruits of this season are all different.
One hundred catties, ten chickens and one sheep, and this tent will also be kept."
Yang Feng said as if he wanted to fight a protracted war with Zhu Yuanzhang.
"Just answer your Majesty's question, why do you want so much?"
The commander said angrily.
"Because I have the right not to answer? This is called a seller's market. What I can provide is unique to me and no one else can provide it, so as long as you want it, I have the right to make an offer."
Yang Feng said sincerely.
"give him!"
Zhu Yuanzhang said.
The commander quickly wrote them all down and then retreated silently...
"Won't you stamp it?"
Yang Feng asked.
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled calmly, took out a seal from his waist that was definitely not a jade seal, and stamped it on the paper.
However, he did not have the jade seal that was ordered by God to live long and prosperous. It was not just him. After Li Congke committed suicide in the later Tang Dynasty, this jade seal disappeared, so all the messy so-called national jade seals that appeared after that were all fake.
Yang Feng looked at the stamped list with satisfaction.
"Your Majesty, our military system is very simple.
Active duty, that is, the standing army, and reserve duty, which means maintaining a certain amount of training and can be drafted at any time during peacetime and war for the people. Then there are all the young and middle-aged people who can join the army. We all have to go to school for a period of military training, but this does not mean anything to you. This
The system must at least be fully flintlocked, and it must have real national identity. A feudal dynasty like yours is useless. Can you expect the people to charge with cannons to protect your Zhu family?
It wouldn't be a big deal for them to change the emperor, why would they still have to pay the same amount of food?
Why don't I tell you how your descendants reformed to cope with the corruption of your military household system? By the way, you did not destroy the residual Yuan. They have been entangled with your descendants for more than two hundred years since then.
So your descendants will still regard it as their main opponent.
An emperor was also captured by Can Yuan, who should be your great-grandson. Without your ability, he learned how to drive and fight personally. As a result, the entire army was wiped out. He became a prisoner himself and was humiliated. He was taken to the border gate and called the door. From that time on, we were
He was nicknamed Men Tianzi.
After that, your military family became more and more corrupt, and Nanjing was even threatened by dozens of Japanese pirates. Therefore, in the later period, your descendants mainly recruited soldiers.
Starting from Liaodong and ending at Jiayuguan, a total of nine generals were set up, each with tens of thousands of soldiers. The imperial court gave them money to recruit and train their own troops, mobilize their own troops and horses in the defense area, and even decide when to go to Liting.
Sweep the hole."
he said.
"Isn't this just Yangan Lushan?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said with a chill on his face.
I don't know if it's because of this system or because he is angry with his so-called emperor.
I have to say that given Lao Zhu's age, it is very dangerous to talk to him. He can easily get angry and suffer a cerebral hemorrhage.
"Your descendants are not stupid either. They learned from the Song Dynasty that they used literature to control military affairs and established governors and governors in border towns. These were all civil servants with the title of Du Shi, and some even held the title of Superintendent of the Ministry of War.
Titles, and these civil servants are not only in charge of food and wages, but also carry Shangfang swords, and have the right to kill generals first and then report them."
Yang Feng said.
"If civil and military control were effective, the Zhao family would not have men as slaves and women as prostitutes!
After all, both civil and military officials love the money. As long as the money comes into their hands, it will be used to line their own pockets. Who can’t collude with the top and bottom, and who can’t live on empty wages? How can they sincerely serve the country to defend the enemy, but instead support the enemy invaders?
The court needs money. If I am not wrong, they should also learn to support the bandits and respect themselves, right? No wonder they end up so poor that the country subjugates. The money of the court goes into such a worm's bag. It is not that you have to be poor so that the country subjugates."
Zhu Yuanzhang sneered.
"What you said is absolutely correct. The Tartar leader who finally conquered the world is said to have been born as a domestic slave of the Liaodong Commander-in-Chief.
Not only do they support bandits and respect themselves, they also work together to deal with those who are unwilling to join in.
Your late Ming Dynasty produced a famous general who was as good as Xu Chang even when you founded the country. He trained a new army for your descendants. This new army defeated the Japanese pirates in the south and resisted the remaining Yuan in the north. When he was stationed at the border fortress
In the past ten years, no Tartars dared to invade the territory, but this made it difficult for other generals and civil servants. Therefore, after he was transferred because the emperor did not like it and died of illness, his new army was framed for mutiny and killed.
It is said that his ancestor was your personal soldier and his surname is Qi."
Yang Feng said.
"Qi?"
Zhu Yuanzhang was confused for a moment.
"Dengzhou Weiji."
Yang Feng said.
"Your Majesty, he should be talking about Qi Bin, the commander of Dengzhou Guards."
The commander said cautiously.
"Yes, Qi Xiang's son, his father did join the army with me, and later died in Yunnan. In this way, my Ming military family is worthy of me in the end."
Zhu Yuanzhang said with emotion.
"Indeed, there are still some descendants of your adopted son Mu Ying who followed your descendant emperor who was strangled to death by a bowstring to the end.
However, most of those who really fought for your Ming Dynasty to the end were those rebels who were forced to rebel by your descendants. You are now within the territory of the Ming Dynasty, resisting to the end as a subject of the Ming Dynasty, struggling to support twenty
Years ago, the Tartars who refused to surrender chose to commit suicide with their entire family. He was a rebel who, like you, had his parents and brothers starved to death by your descendants' exorbitant taxes and could not survive and chose to rebel.
Isn't that ironic?
You chose to rebel when your whole family starved to death, and the one who fought for your Ming Dynasty to the end was also the one who was forced to rebel by your descendants' exorbitant taxes and forced his whole family to starve to death."
Yang Feng said with full of malice.
Zhu Yuanzhang's face instantly turned red and he looked at him with murderous eyes. Then he stood up suddenly and kicked the table over for him.
Fortunately, Yang Feng reacted quickly and quickly moved away with the wine jar in one hand and the leg of lamb in the other.
His Majesty the Emperor didn't say another word, turned around and walked outside...
"Watch him closely, he wants to run away!"
Then the voice of His Majesty the Emperor came from the rain.
"Quickly, surround this place and behead them all if they escape!"
The commander shouted.
Then, like a dog wagging its tail, he quickly ran to flatter His Majesty the Emperor.
Yang Feng sat there, chewing mutton, holding a jar and drinking rice wine, watching His Majesty the Emperor's back disappear in the rainy night.
He really wanted to run away, and he wanted so much mess just to coax Zhu Yuanzhang, but he didn't expect that this guy was too cunning, and his real purpose could be seen at a glance. This kind of old fox is really difficult to deal with, but fortunately he is not short of supplies.
The worst thing is to waste time with him. Now Zhu Yuanzhang will not kill him. He already believes in his identity, which means that there are too many things in him that Zhu Yuanzhang needs to know. However, after being angry this time, he should not come in a short time.
It's disturbing him.
But he's stuck here, and it's not just the emperor who wants to disturb him!
"This old fox is still fishing!"
Yang Feng sighed with emotion.
His news has spread and has been confirmed by Zhu Yuanzhang and Tang He. Those people in Ming Dynasty who have any ideas are looking forward to getting something from him.
Now Zhu Yunwen has not been named the emperor's grandson.
"Scared me!"
In his tent behind him, the little princess crawled out of her sleeping bag with her head in a chicken coop, looking like she was surviving a disaster.
His tent was directly enclosed in the big tent.
"Go back to your temple quickly and don't run to me anymore. I'm a gentleman!"
Yang Feng glared at her and said.
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