Chapter 159: Rectify armaments! Gather an army! Prepare to destroy Jianzhou Jurchens!
‘Choose three?!’
The words of King Fu Zhu Changxun have been finalized.
Lao Zhu was stunned, his head was buzzing, and his blood pressure instantly jumped to 200.
He had thought about what an astonishing reply this pig-like unscrupulous descendant would have, but he never expected that he would get such an unexpected answer!
Choose three?
Where did the three come from?!
Ji Boying was also stunned when he heard this, and almost couldn't help laughing.
This fat pig Zhu Changxun is really a talent, why didn’t you choose C?!
Bang!
The mace in Lao Zhu's hand hit Zhu Changxun directly.
"Choose three!"
Zhu Changxun's screams suddenly started.
"Choose three!!"
"We ask you to choose three!!"
Then he hammered the stick a few more times until his arm felt sore, and then Lao Zhu put down the wolf fang in his hand.
Let’s look at Zhu Changxun, the King of Fortune, who received several fangs from his ancestors. Apart from a bruised nose and swollen face, he looks like a normal person, which perfectly explains how arrogant it is to have a fat body.
If it were the Jiajing Immortal with a crane-like body who had been exposed to such sticks and fangs like Lao Zhu, he would probably have been broken and half disabled.
Longqing Emperor Zhu Zaijing is the best example. He was a good person, but he was crippled by Lao Zhu.
At this moment, King Fu Zhu Changxun didn't react much at all. He just lay on the ground and pretended to howl a few times to satisfy his ancestors' sense of accomplishment.
When the mace hit him, it was like hitting an irregular air cushion.
But this is also because Lao Zhu shows mercy to his children and grandchildren.
The mace in his hand is specially made.
Lao Zhu specially ordered people to grind the deadly wolf fangs on the stick.
"Why are you so dazed? Why don't you kowtow to Grandpa Taizu!"
When Lao Wanli saw that there was nothing unusual about Zhu Changxun, he suddenly felt relieved and kept talking. He was afraid that if it was too late, he would not be able to save his precious son.
‘Grandfather?!’
In just a few minutes, Zhu Changxun, who had already been beaten more than he had been beaten in the first half of his life combined, suddenly woke up with his pig-headed brain, and his brain circuit came back, and he seemed to finally understand what was happening in front of him.
What's going on?
Don’t think too much about it, just give it a try, and kowtow your head firmly on the ground.
"Zhu Changxun, an unworthy descendant, allowed Grandpa Taizu to suffer!"
No matter how stupid he is, Zhu Changxun also knows that he has no choice now. He must get over it first.
Anyway, as long as his father still loves him, he will eventually turn around. After all, this great grandfather cannot stay in the world forever, and sooner or later he will have to go underground.
This is the rule. The gate of hell opens once a year. This is what the old Taoist priest in the palace told him.
In Zhu Changxun's opinion, these ancestors should all come from underground.
‘Don’t stay underground during the Chinese New Year, but come up to scare people for no reason. These ancestors are all evil spirits.’
King Fu murmured in his heart.
Lao Zhu handed the mace to Xiao Zhu Si, took a few breaths, and looked at the tenth generation grandson who had been hit with the stick several times by him, but turned out to be just like a normal person. He was as fat as a pig. He was so angry that his teeth were filled with anger.
Itchy.
Then, his eyes fell on old Wanli.
"I'll take your pig-like son, confiscate your family wealth, and send him to Lingnan, where he can return home as thin as a hundred pounds."
Boom!
When Lao Wanli and King Fu Zhu Changxun heard these last six words, they exploded instantly.
‘You can lose weight to a hundred pounds!’
Zhu Changxun collapsed and knelt on the ground, and said "Wow" and was about to cry. He now weighs more than three hundred kilograms. He has to lose more than two hundred kilograms of meat before he can return from Lingnan. This is simply worse than killing him.
Pain.
"Huh?"
Seeing that Lao Wanli did not move, Lao Zhu's eyes turned cold.
"Or do you also want to go to Lingnan together?"
Ding.
Old Wanli panicked, his scalp was numb with fright, and he responded quickly.
"The ninth generation grandson Zhu Yijun sincerely obeys the sacred order of Taizu."
Then Lao Wanli looked at his beloved son, with deep unbearability in his eyes.
But there is no other way. It is better to sacrifice one person than to annihilate the whole army. As the saying goes, 'If you keep dad here, you won't have to worry about having no meat to eat.'
Old Wanli gave King Fu a look.
The general idea is: Son, my father, I can't save myself now, so I can only force you to go to Lingnan to lose weight. Don't worry, after you lose a hundred pounds, my father will immediately take you back.
I’ve raised you to a point where I’m fat and healthy.
"Forget it about Lingnan."
Ji Boying interrupted at this time.
"Yes, yes, let's change the place!"
Old Wanli was immediately happy when he heard this. The immortal master had spoken for his son. As long as the immortal master spoke, the great ancestor would definitely listen!
Zhu Changxun also paused, feeling a little moved inexplicably. He looked at Ji Boying excitedly, and it turned out that this immortal master still had some humanity.
"I'll send you to Longchang in Guizhou, so I can feel the saint's aura up close. Maybe I'll have a chance to learn some of the saint's thoughts from it."
Boom...!
Zhu Changxun was stunned for a moment.
Guizhou Longchang belongs to the land of Qianzhou. It is an important place for exile. The living conditions are extremely poor, worse than Lingnan. The Longchang place is full of savages from ethnic minorities and extremely vicious fugitives. If you don't deal with them at all, they will enter with a white knife
The red knife comes out.
Even when Mr. Yangming arrived at Longchang at the beginning of the year, his mentality almost collapsed.
"Okay, as my brother said, Zhu Changxun will be sent to a farm in Guizhou until he loses weight to a hundred pounds."
"Hmm."
Ji Boying has always been a man of action who does what he says and never does anything in vain. He glanced at Zhu Changxun, King of Fortune.
"You look so pitiful."
"I will spare you the pain of traveling across mountains and rivers."
The words fell.
Fu Wang Zhu Changxun, who was kneeling on the ground, disappeared before he could cry.
Of course, Zhu Changxun did not return to his luxurious Prince Fu's Mansion in Luoyang, but to the leaky and leaky Longchang shabby house where Mr. Wang Yangming attained enlightenment a hundred years ago.
There, the blessed king Zhu Changxun, who is a descendant of the Zhu family, will personally experience the relics of the Ming sage's enlightenment and follow the sage's trajectory to pursue the way of heaven and man.
At the same time, lose weight.
Old Wanli looked at the place where King Fu disappeared, his pupils shrank sharply, and his eyes suddenly became anxious. He couldn't wait to send a decree to the Governor of Guizhou, assuming that there was such a person as the Governor of Guizhou.
But even though the edict was urgently delivered from 800 miles away from the capital, by the time the edict arrived in Guizhou, and by the time Guizhou officials went to Longchang to find Zhu Changxun, the blessed king Zhu Changxun had already eaten a lot of wild grass, and he was probably as good as half
Almost like a savage.
Life and death are determined by destiny, wealth and honor are in heaven, everything depends on Zhu Changxun himself.
"In addition, give a decree to your nephew Zhu Changzi."
"Within three days, he is ordered to return to the fields and the people, and donate five million taels of silver to support the nine-border army."
This Zhu Changxi is the son of King Zhu Yili of Lu. When Zhu Yili came to power, more than 500 ships were used to transport treasures and furniture.
"Fourth."
Ji Boying looked at Old Wanli.
What he just wanted to say has not yet been completely finished.
"It is decreed that the Crown Prince Zhu Changluo should come out of the palace to study."
The matter of Zhu Changluo studying is also strange.
Now approaching the age of knowing his destiny, the thirty-six-year-old Crown Prince Zhu Changluo has not read seriously for more than twenty years.
I recall that the first time Zhu Changluo went to class was in the 23rd year of Wanli, that is, when Zhu Changluo was thirteen years old, and Wanli, who had always been accustomed to extravagance and waste, specially issued an edict: When the crown prince goes out to study, all favors will be given.
All kills will be reduced.
You know, when Wanli was five years old, he began to study outside the pavilion, and a grand ceremony was held.
And the most puzzling thing is that Zhu Changluo's school time has also been changed. The time for the royal children of the Ming Dynasty to go to school is usually at Si hour every day (9 a.m. - 11 a.m.), and it is also very thoughtfully equipped.
Winter and summer vacations, in case continuous classes are too stressful.
But Zhu Changluo's class time was inexplicably set at Yin Shi (3-5 am) by Lao Wanli, which meant that Zhu Changluo would already get up to study before the rooster crows every day, and also canceled winter and summer vacations.
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Then there is the teacher chosen for Zhu Changluo.
Generally speaking, the crown prince is the crown prince of the country, and the teachers chosen for the crown prince must all be talented people from the empire and highly respected literary figures across the country.
But Zhu Changluo's teacher is very strange. Let alone whether he is famous or not, one speaks with an incomprehensible southern accent all day long, and the other is a fat man who gasps for breath after saying two sentences.
But under such difficult conditions, Zhu Changluo could only endure it, and did not dare to show even the slightest bit of displeasure. After all, it would be good if he had food to eat, and he could still care about a few dishes.
However, even with such a configuration, I studied this book for less than two years. After the two teachers resigned due to personal reasons, it was inexplicably discontinued and no new teachers were chosen since then.
Since then, Crown Prince Zhu Changluo has never read any more.
No matter how many ministers in the court wrote to Old Wanli for months and months, and even a crowd of people knelt outside the Meridian Gate, begging Emperor Wanli to allow the crown prince to go out to study, it was still useless.
Old Wanli just ignored him, as if Zhu Changluo was not his son, and as if it was a sin to study with Zhu Changluo.
Compared with Zhu Changxun, the King of Fortune, Zhu Changluo's treatment is completely different.
"Well, let your eldest grandson Zhu Youxiao go out to study together."
Speaking of Zhu Youxiao, the eldest grandson of Lao Wanli.
It was the carpenter who was easily soluble in water. Ji Boying felt miserable for him.
Since his father didn't even study, his son certainly didn't go to school. Therefore, Zhu Youxiao never had a day of serious royal education until the day he ascended the throne at the age of sixteen.
Naturally, the same is true for his younger brother Chongzhen Zhu Youjian who succeeded him.
Neither brother has received a serious royal education, and they have not even mastered the basic secrets of the emperor.
Of course, later generations called Zhu Youxiao an illiterate emperor, which was a bit too dark.
After all, Zhu Youxiao is the eldest son of the Crown Prince. Even if he can't afford to go to a serious royal school, he can still afford private tutors, and there are literate eunuchs around him to teach him. It's impossible for him to be illiterate.
It is said that the cultural level is indeed not high.
Quite completely, this old Wanli never considered that his children and grandchildren would take over the country after he sent it.
The fact that he never allowed the prince to study can also be seen from the side. Old Wanli really lived with the mentality of "I am done with enjoying myself in this life, and I will let the flood flood after my death".
"If you don't respect the teachings of the prince, are you going to destroy our Ming Dynasty?!"
Lao Zhu glanced at Lao Wanli coldly.
"The Immortal Master emphasized the importance of educating the prince over and over again in class, but you have neglected the prince's studies to this point. It is simply stupid!"
Even A Biao couldn't stand it any longer, and rarely reprimanded Lao Wanli, the later emperor.
On weekdays, Abiao rarely comments on these future emperors.
After all.
These are all the descendants of Yan Fan, and his Zhu Biao lineage has long since withered.
Therefore, he would hardly give any reprimands to these future emperors, and it would always be Lao Zhu Di or Zhu Laosi who would take the initiative.
"You loser!"
The Jiajing Immortal slapped Old Wanli on the back of the head.
The two emperors after him, one was his son and the other was his grandson, made people's blood pressure soar. This does not mean that his Jiajing Immortal seeds are not good.
As for Zhu Youtang and Zhu Houzhao, the two father and son have no feelings at all.
After all, the Jiajing branch was passed down from Zhu Jianshen.
Old Wanli lowered his head and did not dare to speak at all. He had no room for excuse at all in not allowing the prince to study.
Ji Boying glanced at Old Wanli, who had his head lowered, and continued.
"Fifth."
"It's also the last one."
"From now on, full pay will be paid to the armies of the Nine Borders, especially the towns in Liaodong, and armaments will be reorganized. The armies of North Korea and Ye He will be summoned to gather troops in Liaodong to prepare for the destruction of the Jurchen Jin Kingdom."
The words fell.
The emperors Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, and Zhu Laosi all had fighting intent in their eyes.
For this Wanli dynasty, to destroy Hou Jin and kill Nurhaci, this is what they look forward to most.
"After we defeat this Jurchen, we will personally compete with this Nurhaci."
Old Zhu Di also nodded.
"I also want to see what kind of person this Nurhaci is, who can actually defeat our Ming Dynasty and steal the Central Plains."
When the other emperors and princes heard this, they all became angry and wished they could go to Nurhaci immediately and chop him alive.
Only Lao Wanli looked shocked and a little confused when he heard this.
"Master Immortal, Nurhachi is nothing more than a savage, and the so-called Kingdom of Jin is just a tiny place, so why waste so much effort (waste of money)."
"You know shit."
Usually when old Zhu Di comes forward, Zhu Laosi will watch silently, but this time he also glared at old Wanli and scolded him sternly.
"The Jin Kingdom established by Nurhaci in Jianzhou later replaced me, the Ming Dynasty, and took control of the Central Plains. All this was because you didn't care about state affairs and just sat back and watched Nurhaci grow bigger and raise tigers."
Old Wanli was stunned for a moment.
Replace the Ming Dynasty? Take control of the Central Plains?!
He had acted badly to the extreme, but in Lao Wanli's heart, if anyone dared to take advantage of Ming Dynasty, he could not act badly.
When most of Korea had been captured by the Japanese, the officials of the Ming court were still arguing endlessly about whether to fight or not. At this time, a decree from Lao Wanli came from the harem, and the final decision was made to send troops to Korea immediately.
This was true for the Three Great Marches, and so was the Battle of Sarhu.
In the original historical Battle of Saarhu, Lao Wanli paid special attention to this battle. Not only did he specially issue an order to Yang Hao, the governor of the front line, to urge the battle, he even gritted his teeth and paid for the shortfall of the Liaodong army from the inner treasury.
Pay for it.
It's a pity that he underestimated Nurhachi and the Eight Banners Cavalry, thinking that this time was no different from previous counter-insurgency campaigns, and in the end he lost even his underwear.
"Yes, I will issue an order tomorrow to recruit a large army to prepare for war in Liaodong."
Old Wanli responded quickly.
"Hmm."
"Just assemble the army, there is no need to send generals."
Ji Boying specifically noted this.
Although the generals of the Wanli Dynasty, including Li Rubai, wanted to defeat Nurhachi's Eight Banners cavalry on the frontal battlefield, it was still a bit difficult.
"Brother, we had a special discussion with Biao'er Laosi and the others. In the battle of Salhu, there is no problem with the strategy of dividing the troops first and then joining forces. Judging from the terrain of Salhu, it is also the best.
Method."
"The most important problem is that the various armies were unable to stop Nurhaci, but were defeated one by one."
"Therefore, in our opinion, what we need in this battle is field vanguard generals. The generals who advance each way must be strong generals who can compete with Nurhachi's cavalry on the front battlefield."
The words fell.
Old Zhu Di's eyes flashed.
"I will lead the way!"
Ji Boying didn't pay attention to what Zhu Di said.
At Lao Zhu Di's current age, he has long passed the stage of being a pioneer.
In Ji Boying's mind, the best candidate who can finally defeat Nurhaci has been decided.
Lao Zhu also nodded with concentration.
"Since this battle is going to be fought, we must use the Ming Dynasty's national prestige. We must defeat these Jurchen braids head-on with absolute crushing in the wilderness! Defeat these ignorant savages!"
"Let these Jurchen savages know that our Ming Dynasty is inviolable! The Han border is inviolable!"
At this moment, Lao Zhu also has the best candidate in his heart.
The two looked at each other and saw the answer in their own eyes.
I can conquer the world with 100,000 people, but who dares to call me a true hero?
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