People in the Ming Dynasty are lawless

Chapter 456 Civil officials must never desecrate the blood shed by the soldiers!

Hearing Zhu Neng say this about himself, Zhang Yu laughed out loud, "If my mouth can compete with those civil servants, I will use it to convince all the nomadic grassland dazi."

Hearing what Zhang Yu said, Zhu Neng laughed happily: "If it were me, you should use your mouth to convince those Tartars and let them know that you also came from there, but you are doing better here.

You are now the commander-in-chief, and they have become prisoners. Those ignorant fellows should understand that the Ming Dynasty treats them well. "

How could you have the nerve to say these things if you weren't someone you knew very well?

Because Zhang Yu did surrender from the Yuan Dynasty court in the north.

But Zhang Yu never felt inferior because of his background.

In fact, because he had served as an official in the Yuan Dynasty court, and a high-ranking official at that, he had a better understanding of the Yuan Dynasty court and could provide more good advice.

Because of his knowledge of the intelligence over there, he caused a lot of trouble to the Yuan Dynasty court at that time, and the Yuan Dynasty court even issued a warrant for Zhang Yu's arrest.

And no one in the army ever looked down on Zhang Yu just because he came from that side.

I even admire him very much and admire his decision to turn from evil to good.

Moreover, Zhang Yu was definitely a Han Chinese. He knew that he had Han blood in his veins. Even though he became a high-ranking official there, he had no attachment to the country.

After arriving in the Ming Dynasty, he worked hard to make achievements for the Ming Dynasty and completed his own transformation in life.

Because of his merits and his good character, he quickly gained a foothold in the Ming Dynasty.

And he has achieved the status of being Zhu Di's right-hand man today.

The reason why Zhu Neng could play such a joke on him was because the two of them were very familiar with each other.

Moreover, the two men had a life-and-death friendship on the battlefield and didn't care about these jokes at all.

However, even though Zhu Neng accepted Zhang Yu's jokes, he still felt a little unhappy.

"Why do you think the civil servants are still telling us what to do even though we have tried so hard?
This is not just because their interests are against ours, but because they look down on us from the bottom of their hearts.”

Zhu Neng's words made Zhang Yu feel very angry.

Because no matter how much effort these military generals put in, in the eyes of those civil officials, they still seemed to have gained a lot of advantages.

But I never thought that I and others have paid much more than them.

Zhang Yu patted Zhu Neng on the shoulder and said, "It's useless to say this now. This is an old tradition that has been passed down since ancient times.

Even though the Duke has now dug out their Confucian roots, this deep-rooted idea is actually invisible and has been implanted in their brains.

They have passed it down from generation to generation, with only one thought in their minds.

That is, only their civil officials can stabilize the country and ensure its security, while our military generals are just a group of rude warriors.

We not only need to realize this, but we also need to understand it.

It is precisely because there are always some people in our group who kill innocent people that those civil servants have the opportunity to talk nonsense.

We should restrain ourselves and our soldiers, so that they will never do such things again, and only in this way can we truly gain the respect of those people."

Zhu Neng put his hands behind his back and said slowly, "So it is really too difficult for us to be military commanders. Not only do we have to look at the faces of the people above us, but we also have to look at the faces of the civil officials. It is really unfair.

If we could have the same pens and tongues as the civil servants, we wouldn’t be at such a disadvantage.”

Zhang Yu laughed out loud, "But it is precisely because people like us are relatively honest that we are not like them, scheming against each other on the one hand and praising others' achievements on the other. With such division, they will all get sick sooner or later.

We eat well and sleep well so we don’t have to worry about them.”

With Zhang Yu's comfort, Zhu Neng finally felt better, and the two of them went to the palace together.

Zhu Di and Yao Guangxiao had already been waiting for them in the mansion.

Seeing the two of them coming together, they both smiled at each other.

Zhu Di even said: "Master, you see, I know that Zhang Yu must be the more open-minded and calm person. He is the most powerful card in my hand.

Although Zhu Neng is brave, he is not calm enough sometimes, so we need Zhang Yu and Zhu Neng to cooperate with each other. "

Yao Guangxiao clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, it is a blessing for Beiping Prefecture and the whole world that Your Highness can employ such people."

When Zhang Yu and Zhu Neng arrived in front of Zhu Di and Yao Guangxiao, they immediately bowed.

Zhu Di saw that Zhu Neng still had a gloomy look on his face, and knew that even with Zhang Yu's guidance, Zhu Neng still couldn't figure it out completely.

So he smiled and said: "Zhu Neng, you have been through mountains of corpses and seas of blood on the battlefield, how can you not bear even this little grievance?

Haven’t we suffered enough injustice?
Is this the first time that those civil servants have been so rude to us?

These are just normal things, why is it so serious? "

Zhu Neng thought for a moment and said, "Your Highness, I am not complaining for myself, I am only complaining for the brave and fearless soldiers under my command!"

Zhu Di said, "This time, the soldiers only sacrificed about a hundred people to achieve such a victory. For them, it is enough to comfort them for the rest of their lives. Why should we call it a district?
Don't worry, after the civil officials have finished their investigation, I will double the compensation for our soldiers."

But even with this said, Zhu Neng still did not feel comforted.

He said leisurely, "This time we sacrificed about a hundred people and achieved such a victory, which is indeed worth celebrating.

But what about before, Your Highness?

Every time we fought a battle before, it was thousands of soldiers who fought bravely and used their flesh and blood to block the invasion of the Tartars.

But what did they get?
We are now happy about the sacrifice of more than one hundred people, but what about the tens of thousands of people who died before? Those were all fresh lives.

Those people did not wait for the support of good weapons from the Duke, nor did they wait for muskets and artillery.

So they could only use their bodies to resist, and I was speaking up for them.

Those civil servants only saw that we won such a great victory with only a few casualties, but they didn’t see how many people we sacrificed for this day. "

As Zhu Neng said this, even though he was a tough guy, his eyes were red and wet.

He felt extremely regretful when he thought of his comrades who had been fighting in the same trenches for food but did not live to see this day.

After Zhu Neng said this, the atmosphere in the entire reception room became depressing.

Even when Zhu Di thought of his comrades, he did not speak again, but lowered his head.

Zhu Neng is right.

Everyone only saw this one big victory today.

But how many people have seen their comrades who sacrificed their lives?

They were the ones who truly used their flesh and blood to resist the invasion of the Dazis.

But all they got was a meager pension.

For a living person, this is so unworthy.

But even though there were so many things that were not worth it, none of the soldiers in Beiping Prefecture retreated.

They still had high morale and an indelible fighting spirit, and fought desperately with the Mongolian Tartars in the north.

Originally, these things should have been praised by the civil officials. But how many civil officials wrote these nameless soldiers in the history books?

The great achievements of those great men are truly exciting.

But there are more unknown victims who have written the current peace with their blood and flesh.

When Zhu Di thought of the soldiers who had followed him one after another, he no longer felt that what he had said was enough to comfort everyone.

Zhang Yu finally understood why Zhu Neng was so excited?
Zhang Yu only saw what was in front of him.

But Zhu Neng knew that the grievances he and others had suffered were not just accumulated in one day.

It's more like the current situation, where you have won a great victory, but there are always some people who can't stand you.

There are always some people who think you are cheating.

They don't want to cheat.

Even with the previous battle reports, did everyone think about reporting them truthfully?
In the eyes of civil servants, the numbers on the battle reports are just account books for claiming credit.

But for their colleagues, they would rather none of the numbers above existed.

They would rather have that living person still standing by their side.

You can joke and play with yourself.

But they never came back.

They became a handful of yellow earth in the desert Gobi and grassland sand.

As Zhu Neng spoke, tears began to flow.

This is a tough guy.

This is a man who leads a large army on the grassland.

This is a man who would scare the Mongolian Tartars when they see him.

But now he actually burst into tears.

When I think of those nameless comrades who died on the battlefield, all they received was a commendation and a small amount of compensation.

Every time he went to deliver relief to the families of his comrades.

Seeing those gray-haired old mothers;
Seeing those wives with tears in their eyes;

See those hungry children.

It was like a bunch of sharp knives piercing into his heart.

He told his soldiers more than once.

On the battlefield, the best thing is to survive.

I don't ask you to achieve anything, but I ask you to survive every time.

But even with such a simple requirement, it is as difficult as climbing to the sky for the soldiers on the battlefield.

The battlefield is full of blind swords and guns, and you never know which sharp arrow might pierce your head.

You don’t even know if there is a horse behind you that will kick your head off.

You don’t know, when you are cleaning up the battlefield, those dying enemies will suddenly drag you to die with them.

What you don't know is that even if you win a great victory, the civil servants behind you will dislike you for having made too many contributions and stealing their limelight, and they will hold a grudge against you and deliberately hold you back in the next war.

War was originally a stage for soldiers, but it happened in the officialdom full of intrigue and deception.

War is just their tool.

Victory may not mean happiness to them.

Failure became good news for them.

Everything seemed so magical and unreal, but it was actually happening in the court.

Just like now, the civil officials were not happy when they heard that such a great victory had been won at the front.

Instead, they are questioning whether you have lied about your military achievements.

Don't they want to see fewer casualties?
Don’t they want to see every Ming soldier come back alive?

Yes, they don't want to.

They wanted to cause more casualties among Ming soldiers on the battlefield.

That way they won't have to worry about the generals' power growing.

They don't worry that military generals will take away their jobs.

They don't worry that the generals will become more and more powerful and then rebel and chop off their heads.

Zhu Di finally said, "We should not sit back and do nothing. I will redeem the soldiers for the injustice they have suffered.

If the civil servants do not find any evidence that we lied about military intelligence this time, I will go to the capital and seek justice for our Ming soldiers.

This king wants to comfort the spirits of those soldiers who died on the battlefield.

I must let those civil officials know that the peace won with the blood of soldiers on the battlefield must not be desecrated."

After he finished speaking word by word in a decisive manner, Zhu Neng knelt on the ground like pushing down a golden mountain or overturning a jade pillar, and kowtowed three times to Zhu Di.

"If your highness can really do this, I will kowtow to you on behalf of all the soldiers who sacrificed their lives."

After seeing this, Zhu Di and Yao Guangxiao quickly stepped forward to help Zhu Neng up, "Don't say that, everything you do will make the soldiers more determined to be the commander of our Beiping Prefecture.

I have no way to control the soldiers in other places, but if any of our soldiers in Beiping Prefecture are wronged, I will never agree.

Just as you said, we have suffered so much injustice, how can we let our soldiers suffer injustice as well?

They fought bravely so that we could have more achievements on our shoulders.

But what did they get?
It's not fair to them to just get a commendation."

Yao Guangxiao also clasped his hands together. Even though he was a monk, there was a hint of anger on his face at this moment.

Just as Zhu Neng said, you only see the victory of the Ming soldiers today, but you don’t see how many sacrifices they made before.

You only saw that a few fewer people died this time, but you didn't see how many young Erlangs paid with their blood and lives for such a victory.

What you see are just cold numbers, but what the soldiers of Beiping Prefecture lost were living comrades and brothers-in-arms.

On such a serious topic, they can actually raise such doubts.

This was the greatest disrespect to the soldiers, so Yao Guangxiao put his hands together and said, "Buddhism says that even Buddhas get angry. If you want to go to the capital, I will accompany you."

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(End of this chapter)