Daming Zhu Di: Father, why aren't you dead? !

Chapter 189 Jiajing Immortal, please be brave! (Two-in-one please give me a monthly ticket!)

'Imperial charter? ! '

These four words instantly fell into the ears of Lao Zhu and other emperors and princes, and all of them frowned.

Because the so-called imperial power represents their group of emperors.

When a local clan becomes a local emperor, in the eyes of the people, it is tantamount to the emperor ravaging the common people.

Especially Lao Zhu.

The reason why he strictly stipulated that "county officials shall not go to the countryside" and designated this rule as an ancestral system was to protect the people from being exploited by officials. Unexpectedly, it has backfired now.

Not only did it not reduce the exploitation suffered by the people, but it also gave rise to the largest group of subordinate officials in history.

"Brother, now that we know that the core of the problem is the local clan, how will this local clan be rectified?"

As soon as Lao Zhu said these words.

The other emperors and princes, even Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi and others, all had troubled looks in their eyes.

There is no other reason.

too difficult.

In fact, the policies implemented by various dynasties and generations to suppress the powerful are almost meant to suppress local clans. However, the powerful here are mostly targeting big tigers such as the big families in the big cities.

Even if there is some suppression on some rural clans, it only treats the symptoms rather than the root cause.

Such as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Wu Fu of the Tang Dynasty.

They have all taken iron-fisted measures against the powerful, but it was only temporary, and the spring breeze blew again.

From ancient times to the present, since matriarchal society.

This land is patriarchy, patriarchy, and clan system. These systems that maintain the functioning of society have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and are engraved in the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

If something happens to the families of ordinary people in the countryside, the first thing they think of is not the officials, but the clan.

After all, the reporting officer had to go to the city first, and in some places the rural people had never entered the city in their lives, and they probably didn't know how to get there.

Even in some places, clan rules can exceed national laws.

A very simple example.

According to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, there were many people in the Ming Dynasty who were qualified to sentence criminals to death. Even a small county magistrate could sentence people to death, but the decision was a judgment. Only the Emperor of Ming Dynasty could say whether the death penalty would take effect in the end. After all, without the emperor's approval, the death penalty would not have been executed.

In other words, the law stipulates that only one emperor has the power to determine the death penalty.

When encountering lazy emperors, such as Lao Wanli, some were sentenced to death and eventually died in prison.

of course.

This kind of death penalty is on the surface.

The kind of people who are locked up in jail for a few months and then die inexplicably don't count.

In fact, the number of people who die for unknown reasons in prisons every year is several or even more than ten times that of regular executions.

However, this is at least a secret way of killing people, and I dare not bring it to light.

But in local villages, clan rules can get you killed if you violate them openly, and those who enforce the clan rules are exempt from punishment, and the government can only watch from the sidelines.

This is tantamount to power independent of imperial power.

For example, soaking pig cages.

The woman who cheated on Hongxing was caught and sent to the ancestral hall for trial, and was finally sentenced to being dipped in a pig cage by the clan elders.

The general process is as follows: Put the woman into a pig cage, tie a rope around the opening, hang her up, and submerge her in the river. For minor offenders, her head can be exposed to the water and immersed for a certain period of time; for serious offenders, her head can be submerged and submerged. Soak until death.

Without being interrogated by the government or approved by the emperor, a life was lost.

Although from a certain perspective, the large-scale implementation of rural clan autonomy can indeed greatly release the energy of managers and save the empire from many trivial worries.

But too much autonomy also means higher instability.

And from the legalist perspective of governing the country according to law, killing people by lynching is simply contempt for the law of the country.

"Fairy Master."

"Local clans, in their prosperity, can number in the thousands, and there are tens of thousands of such clans in the world. How should they be disintegrated?"

"What if it causes a large-scale civil uprising?"

Old Zhu Di also said in a solemn voice, frowning.

The word civil upheaval came to my ears.

The expressions of these emperors and princes all became slightly ugly. Now that I think about it carefully, I can't help but be afraid.

indeed.

These local clans in the countryside can reduce the burden on the court when the country is prosperous and powerful. Especially in the early days of the founding of the country, they can quickly calm down the chaos and allow the empire to quickly enter stable operation.

But if the country is in a recession, especially when the empire is on the verge of collapse, this may very well be the last goose feather that overwhelms the empire.

Civil uprisings and rebellions often first occur within clans with the same surname in the same place, and emotions are extremely easy to incite.

Just imagine, on your left is your third uncle, on your right is your second uncle, in front is your eldest uncle, followed by a group of nephews carrying kitchen knives.

We are all relatives in the same village. It would be such a passionate pleasure to think about carrying hoes together to kill the dog official.

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di, and then glanced at the group of emperors and princes.

Regarding Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di's question, he did not immediately give an answer. Instead, he picked up the pen on the pen holder and wrote another question on the rice paper.

"How to properly deal with local clans"

"A quarter-hour break."

"After the break, each group will answer this question."

Say it.

Ji Boying turned around and walked off the podium and walked up the mahogany stairs to the elegant room on the top of the pavilion.

Actively mobilizing students' subjective initiative in class and exercising their independent thinking ability are also one of the core purposes of class.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

As Ji Boying went upstairs and left, the entire main hall suddenly entered into a heated discussion.

Half of them are discussing the topic seriously, and the other half are doing their own things. For example, at this moment, the Jiajing Immortal is sitting cross-legged on this chair, looking like he is in meditation.

Sitting next to the Jiajing Immortal, young Zhu Houcong looked at him with envy.

"As an adult, I have actually reached the state of tranquility in the busy city. It is really admirable!"

As usual.

After Ji Boying went upstairs.

Old Zhu, A Biao, and the three Zhu Di all followed him upstairs. Originally, Xiao Zhu Si didn't want to go upstairs, but A Biao patted him on the shoulder and told him not to mind.

When the five people followed them upstairs, Hongzhi's group was seated.

Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youtang and young boy Zhu Houzhao, father and son, looked at each other, then both stood up and quickly went upstairs.

at this time.

The elegant room on the top of the pavilion.

Seats still follow the old rules.

Ji Boying sat at the table by the window, Lao Zhu sat opposite him, and A Biao and the three Zhu Di moved chairs to sit on the side. Although it was a bit crowded, they got used to the squeeze.

Ji Boying and Lao Zhu each had a cigarette burning in their hands.

Little Zhu Si was fashionably holding his half-stained cigar, which was already slightly moldy. Naturally, Zhu Laosi was not willing to be outdone and also placed his cigar on the table.

Only Lao Zhu Di and A Biao had nothing in their hands.

Ji Boying refused to give it to Lao Zhu Di because he was too old, while A Biao needed to maintain his health.

In order not to embarrass the two of them, there was a pile of pistachios in front of them.

"Brother, how is the current war situation in Taichang and Liaodong?"

Lao Zhu asked with a smile.

He knew that Ji Boying could accelerate time and space.

The voice fell.

A Biao and the three Zhu Di quickly looked at Ji Boying. They stopped smoking cigars and nibbling pistachios. Fighting was more interesting.

"There happens to be a quarter of an hour between classes, so let's go to Taichang to have a look."

Ji Boying dusted off the cigarette ashes in his hands.

Swish.

In an instant, there was no one in this elegant room.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door outside the private room.

At the door of the elegant room, Emperor Hongzhi Zhu Youtang and young man Zhu Houzhao saw that no one paid attention to them no matter how hard they knocked, and their expressions suddenly dropped to the bottom of their hearts content.

"It must be because our dynasty, Zuo, is so bad that the Immortal Master gave up on us."

Zhu Youtang let out a long sigh, with hopelessness in his eyes.

Unlike Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen and Wuzong Zhu Houzhao, the short period of time in Hongzhi Time and Space can only be described with the word 'torture'.

"Don't give up, the immortal master must have a good plan to save me Hongzhi!"

The young man Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath.

puff.

Kneel directly at the door of this private room.

Then, he actually started to recite, and what he recited was "Chuanxi Lu".

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Taichang time and space, Liaoyang, Liaodong.

The shouts of killing and the sound of artillery fire echoed throughout the battlefield.

Nurhachi's Eight Banners of the Jin Army are launching a fierce attack on the east gate of Liaoyang, round after round, without stopping.

however.

No matter how the Jin army attacked, the city defense of Liaoyang City was as strong as iron. They defended the city with one trick after another, which confused the attacking Jin army.

After a brutal operation, the Jin army not only made no progress in attacking the city, but also lost thousands of troops in this short period of time.

The land of the Eight Banners Central Army.

Nurhaci scanned the battlefield with a look of anger in his eyes.

In this battle, he led the Eight Banners troops out of Sarhu, and was invincible in every battle. His final strategic goal was to capture Liaoyang and completely expand his absolute advantage in Liaodong.

As long as he takes Liaoyang, he will no longer be afraid of the Ming army attacking.

"Father, this is not like Yuan Yingtai's style of play."

Next to Nurhaci, Dabeile Daishan said in a solemn voice.

"Ah."

The old slave nodded.

He was familiar with all the people in charge of the Ming Dynasty's military department, all the generals above the rank of general in the Ming army, and their military strategies.

"Four Baylors."

The old slave shouted.

and got no response.

"Four Baylor?"

The old slave frowned and shouted again, but still received no response.

Subconsciously, Nurhachi turned his head and looked.

On top of a white horse, Sibeile Huang Taiji was holding his head tightly, with a dazed look on his face, and he had not yet come to his senses.

He was thinking about a question, where are the braids? !

This scene is somewhat scary.

And at the same time.

The east gate of Liaoyang City supervises the war on the tower.

Zhu Wenzheng stood here, calmly looking at the entire battlefield, the proud look on his face seemed to say a word, everything was under control.

As for Geng Bingwen, Yongle Fatty and Jianwen Fatty, they were distributed in the other three gates.

This Liaoyang City is a square city, with one on each side and one person guarding one gate.

Swish.

A thunder broke out, accompanied by strong winds howling on the battlefield. However, the appearance of thunder and strong winds did not attract much attention. After all, the attackers were killing the city, and the defenders' blood was also boiling.

"Wen Zheng, how is the battle going?"

Lao Zhu's voice suddenly reached Zhu Wenzheng's ears.

Zhu Wenzheng, who was scanning the battlefield and preparing to change his rules, was suddenly startled and quickly turned around. When he saw the six Lao Zhu, he quickly bowed and saluted.

"Uncle has 1 hearts in his heart."

"With my nephew here, they won't be able to enter the city next year!"

Zhu Wenzheng grinned and continued.

"Moreover, this group of slaves are not good at attacking cities, and their siege equipment is insufficient. They are far inferior to Chen Youliang's 60-strong army. Our army only needs to close the city gate tightly and use the food in the city to defend it for a whole day. Years, no problem.”

After saying that, Zhu Wenzheng quickly stepped aside and gave up the seat of honor to Lao Zhu.

Lao Zhu turned sideways and gave up his position to Ji Boying.

Zhu Wenzheng, who retreated to one side, looked at the immortal master curiously.

From the mouths of the two fat men, he roughly understood what was going on and why he was able to come back from the dead.

'What are the immortal master and uncle biting in their mouths? '

'Why is this thing still smoking? '

Ji Boying looked forward and glanced at the Eight Banners soldiers who were attacking the city. Under Zhu Wenzheng's defense, these Eight Banners soldiers could not even set up a ladder.Moreover, Zhu Wenzheng's judgment on the Eight Banners soldiers was not wrong.

Nurhaci's Eight Banners soldiers were good at field battles. They have counted many battles in which the Jin army defeated the Ming army, and all of them were field battles.

In fact, looking back at the original historical Battle of Liaoyang.

The reason why Liaoyang City was breached so quickly was entirely because of Yuan Yingtai's initiative.

After Yuan Yingtai lost two battles in a row, when the Jin army approached Liaoyang City, they still put all their troops outside the city and formed a field battle.

of course.

In terms of courage, Yuan Yingtai, as a generation of civil servants, is indeed courageous.

But from a strategic perspective, O points.

It was precisely because of Yuan Yingtai's strategic mistakes that Liaoyang, the strongest city in Liaodong, was captured by Nurhaci in three days in its original history.

In fact, even if the old slave has produced several magical costumes now, the group of Eight Banners soldiers under his command still do not have strong siege capabilities.

Moreover, the number of Eight Banners soldiers was not large. There were less than 10 soldiers outside the city. Most of the firearms used to attack the city were collected from Shenyang City.

The old slave's current level of development is actually a bit worse than that of Chen Youliang, who had already produced all the six-god costumes.

"Brother, this gang of Jiannu absolutely cannot attack Liaoyang. As far as we are concerned, we only need to wait until Guangning's troops gather before we can launch a counterattack."

Lao Zhu said calmly.

The situation in the Liaodong war seems to be very decadent.

But in Lao Zhu's eyes, this situation is just drizzle. In those days, I could conquer the world with just one bowl and was not afraid of being attacked by millions of troops up and down. What the hell is this?

"Well, what the emperor said is true."

"The only thing our army has to do now is to drag Jiannu's troops in Liaoyang and never allow them to return to the army."

Old Zhu Di also said.

Zhu Laosi touched his chin, pondered for a moment and then spoke.

"This group of Jiannu has always cherished troops the most. If they cannot attack Liaoyang for a long time, they may have two choices."

The voice just fell.

Xiao Zhusi answered immediately.

Although he does not have as much practical experience as Zhu Laosi and Lao Zhu Di, he seems to be born with it in terms of strategy.

"The first choice for establishing a slave is to withdraw the troops."

"The second option is to bypass Liaoyang and go straight to Shanhaiguan, leading the Liaoyang city defenders to actively intercept."

This point is also easy to understand.

Shanhaiguan is the gateway to the capital. After passing Shanhaiguan, there is no danger to defend Shuntian.

If the Jin army is allowed to attack Shanhaiguan and Liaoyang sits back and does not send troops to intercept, the saliva of the central government officials will be able to drown the war command in Liaodong.

In the original history, Yuan Yingtai was deceived by Nurhaci's plan to deceive tens of thousands of troops.

"Wen Zheng."

Lao Zhu frowned slightly.

"Just remember, when you are defending the city, you have to make some concessions to Jian Nu. Don't defend it too hard, which will destroy Jian Nu's confidence in continuing to attack the city."

"We need to give these slaves some sweetness and give them some hope."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu.

Oh, this is just drawing cakes from afar.

Lao Zhu is still very good at painting cakes, not only for his own employees, but also for competitors.

He could already imagine that in the near future, a round five-flavored pancake would appear in the sky above Liaoyang City. The tempting aroma inspired the old slave to work hard, and every time he felt like he was about to bite it.

Take a sip and it's all air.

"Uncle, don't worry, I understand."

Zhu Wenzheng grinned.

"Ah."

Lao Zhu nodded, and then looked at Ji Boying.

"Brother, we will wait for the troops to gather in Guangning."

At this moment, the elites in the Taichang space and time are quickly gathering in Guangning under an imperial edict from Emperor Taichang.

Different from the previous Wanli time and space, this time the troops gathered in Taichang time and space did not require many troops, only more than [-] people.

Ten thousand of them are the elites in the Beijing camp. The Beijing camp these days is basically a waste. There are tens of 10 people registered, and there are more than 2 military attachés alone. The rest are either vacant or empty. Those who are paid, in fact, those who can actually fight are only [-] or [-] people.

Especially in the last years of Chongzhen, Jingying was not even considered a waste.

Among the more than 2 people, excluding the more than [-] who were withdrawn from the Beijing camp, the remaining [-] were urgently transferred from Jizhou Town, Xuanfu Town, and Datong Town, the three towns closest to Liaodong Town. The elites are all light cavalry and carry three days of dry food with them.

After all, this battle requires speed. It is impossible to have a few months to raise and mobilize troops, and it is impossible to have that much time to transport food and grass. These troops and horses can be in place in ten and a half days at most.

"Ah."

Ji Boying nodded slightly.

Then, he seemed to think of something.

"You have received all the heads that were sent."

Ji Boying looked at Zhu Wenzheng, who paused and nodded quickly. These heads were the heads of the slave-building nobles of Wanli time and space.

"Well, give one to Nurhachi every other hour."

Fighting is about a state of mind.

After saying this, Ji Boying raised his hand and conjured a cigarette, and stuffed it into the corner of Zhu Wenzheng's mouth with his own hands.

Just when Zhu Wenzheng was stunned.

Draw a match and light a cigarette.

Zhu Da’s nephew was given the highest etiquette in the world.

Ji Boying had already seen Zhu Wenzheng staring at his cigarette, so he simply fulfilled one of his dreams and lit a cigarette to encourage him.

"Good job."

He patted Zhu Wenzheng on the shoulder.

then.

Ji Boying took Lao Zhu and others and disappeared on the Liaoyang city tower.

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Hongwu Time and Space, Zuixian Tower.

When Ji Boying took Lao Zhu and others back to the elegant room on the top of the pavilion.

The quarter-hour break between classes has almost passed, and it’s time to continue class.

As for the selection of generals in Guangning City in Taichang time and space, we can wait until more than 3 soldiers and horses gather in Guangning.

Of course, Chang Yuchun, Wang Yangming, and Li Rusong, these old friends are naturally indispensable.

"Come on, let's go to class."

Ji Boying crushed the cigarette in his hand and stood up.

As soon as I opened the door of the private room, I saw Hongzhi and his son kneeling neatly on the ground, carrying something in their mouths.

"What are you two doing?"

Lao Zhu frowned and scolded sternly.

In an instant.

Zhu Youtang and young man Zhu Houzhao both reacted and quickly raised their heads. When they saw the immortal master, their eyes were overjoyed and their eyes were red. They were about to open their mouths to speak.

"Needless to say, I know it all."

Ji Boying interrupted young Zhu Houzhao's words.

Guo Zuo, who ruled the time and space of Hongzhi, was at the bottom in the mid-Ming Dynasty. Ji Boying already knew this.

As for the specific problems of Hongzhi time and space in this primary year, we will analyze it after the mid-Ming Dynasty Guo Zuo is announced in class.

Things have to be done one by one. If they are too mixed, it will be easy to get confused.

"Let's go to class first."

After patting young Zhu Houzhao on the shoulder, Ji Boying turned and went downstairs. Lao Zhu and others followed behind him. Emperor Hongzhi and young Zhu Houzhao were stunned for a moment, then quickly got up and followed.

At this moment, the main classroom during the break was still filled with heated discussions.

For example, in one of the places, the Jiajing Immortal who had finished his meditation and Zhu Houcong, a young man from the Zhengde time and space, were having a heated discussion, and it was rare that they did not discuss cultivation, but actually discussed class topics.

"Senior Jindan, what is your answer?"

Because Jiajing Immortal has reached the golden elixir stage, young Zhu Houcong called Jiajing Immortal "Jindan Senior".

The young Zhu Houcong laughed, and the Jiajing Immortal raised his head proudly, pushed the draft in his hand in front of the young Zhu Houcong, and showed the answer to the young Zhu Houcong openly.

After all, it’s all about yourself, how can you still defend yourself?

There must be a minimum of trust between yourself and yourself!
I saw a sentence written on the rice paper written by the Jiajing Immortal: To destroy local clans, the court must first assume its responsibility to the people.

"It makes sense!"

The young man Zhu Houcong's eyes lit up and he praised him loudly.

Immortal Jiajing smiled and stroked his beard. He was extremely satisfied with his answer.

"The Immortal Master is here, the Immortal Master is here."

Just then, a voice sounded.

The Jiajing Immortal and the young Zhu Houcong subconsciously looked up. When they saw the Immortal Master and the ancestors walking down the mahogany stairs, the young Zhu Houcong quickly returned to his seat.

The noisy main hall gradually calmed down as the immortal master came downstairs.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ji Boying. They all sat up straight, with confidence in their answers in their eyes.

A Biao and the three Zhu Di all returned to their positions quickly.

Ji Boying and Lao Zhu walked onto the podium together. Lao Zhu sat on the Grand Master's chair on the side of the podium. Ji Boying did not sit down, but stood in the center of the podium and glanced at the emperor and prince present.

"How prepared are you with your answers?"

A word out.

Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao stood up first in his seat, his face filled with confidence.

"Master Immortal, can I offer some advice and answer first?"

Everyone was shocked when they heard this. They didn't expect this kid to answer questions so actively today.

Immortal Jiajing smiled, looked down at the answers he had written on the rice paper in advance, then looked up at Zhu Houzhao, with a trace of disdain and contempt in his eyes.

This answer was obtained by asking the heavens when he had reached samadhi just now.

Among this group of serving emperors of the Ming Dynasty, only Wuzong Zhu Houzhao and Jiajing Shenxian were of the same generation.

Since they are equals, no matter what is mentioned, they will subconsciously compare the two of them, and naturally there will be competition between the two of them. After all, whoever is recognized by the ancestors will mean who is more authentic.

"Ah."

Ji Boying nodded, indicating that Wu Zong could answer.

He was also a little surprised. Although Wu Zong Zhu Houzhao had always been active, he was only active outside the classroom. When answering questions in class, he was not very active.

In an instant.

Lao Zhu, A Biao, the three Zhu Di, Emperor Hongxi, Emperor Xuande, Emperor Jingtai, Emperor Tianshun, including Jiajing Immortal and Wuzong's common grandfather Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wuzong Zhu Houzhao at this moment.

Wu Zong took a deep breath and spoke loudly.

"To break up local clans, the court must first assume its responsibility to the people."

The voice fell.

Ji Boying's eyes lit up.

Good guy, he really didn't expect that this kid would have such awareness. It seems that these lessons were not in vain!

"The answer is very good!"

A compliment.

Especially the word 'very', emphasis on it.

Lao Zhu Abiao and other ancestors all smiled and cast admiring glances at Wuzong Zhu Houzhao. This was recognition from their ancestors.

Immortal Jiajing was stunned. The moment Wu Zong finished speaking, the smile on his face froze.

He turned to look at Zhu Houzhao, and then looked at the line of words on his draft.

Damn, it’s word for word!

In an instant, anger arose in his heart. Immortal Jiajing stood up and glared at the young man Zhu Houcong who was sitting next to him.

He was so shrewd that he naturally guessed how his answer was leaked.

He never imagined that he was actually his own mole!
Under the glare of the Jiajing Immortal, young Zhu Houcong tilted his head in embarrassment: I'm sorry, I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to be a virtuous and good person.

"Oh?"

The eyes of Ji Boying, Lao Zhu and others instantly fell on Immortal Jiajing.

This is all quite surprising. Are all the seniors so positive today?
"Jiajing, do you also want to answer when you stand up?"

"In that case, tell me your answer."

"Be braver."

The Immortal Master's words were like five thunders striking his head.

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PS: Lack of sleep + insufficient blood supply to the cervical vertebrae, making me dizzy all day long, what should I do? !

(End of this chapter)