Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 172 Chapter 172 I have a plan

The three people here are all "real relatives."

Zhu Biao and Li Wenzhong were completely shocked by Wang Buli's words about His Majesty's death.

So much so that I didn't even listen to what he said next.

This guy is so brave!

Dare to say anything.

Zhu Biao knew that these words would reach his father's ears.

Li Wenzhong knew that His Majesty had inspectors wandering around, and there must be eyes and ears in the Jiangning County government.

Once the news reaches His Majesty's ears, there is no guarantee that Wang Buli will be reprimanded.

"Plough."

Li Wenzhong felt that this man was really quick to talk, and he dared to speak even to His Majesty.

When he actually arrived at the Imperial College, he didn't need any instructions at all. The intensity of humiliating the students was simply imaginable.

Wang Buli directly put this battle-hardened veteran to death.

"You must be careful in your words and deeds from now on." Li Wenzhong sighed and said:

"You are different from Jiujiang and others. You are a smart person, so you should pay more attention."

"I understand." Wang Buli was very surprised:

"But everyone will die. My cousin has been fighting on the battlefield for many years, so he should understand this truth.

The emperor is just a profession. It does not mean that a person can live forever. Otherwise, why would we train a successor as a prince?

Even the prime minister's belly can hold a boat. I believe my father-in-law's belly is not that small.

Is it possible that you will tell His Majesty the conversation between us?

Even if false accusations are spread to His Majesty's ears that we are forming a clique, they are still princelings.

I'm sure His Majesty won't blame him. "

Wang Buli had to say all the good things alone.

Even Zhu Biao couldn't refute.

Li Wenzhong could only say that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers.

Zhu Wenzheng was more respected by the emperor than he was in that year, but didn't he also die in confinement?

Don't jump too much, kid!

"Cough cough."

It was Zhu Biao who broke the silence: "Don't you understand that disaster comes from the mouth?"

He couldn't guess whether Wang Buli said those words deliberately or from the bottom of his heart.

Because it sounds too sinister to him.

After all, Zhu Biao knew a lot of secrets, so he naturally had more to think about.

Or Wang Buli thinks too simply about the royal family.

However, Li Wenzhong believed that Wang Buli still did not understand the cruelty of the royal family. His uncle could do anything to stabilize the imperial power.

"Do you think I would say such senseless things to others?" Wang Buli poured herbal tea for the two of them to relieve their anger: "We are all real relatives, and I promise not to trick you!"

What Wang Buli meant behind his words, is it possible that you can trick me?

Zhu Biao nodded, he believed Wang Buli's words.

As the princeling's talker, Zhu Biao still has this confidence.

Wang Buli had just stated that once his father died and he succeeded to the throne, he would be harsh on his brother-in-law.

But Zhu Biao believed that Wang Buli was completely too cautious, and his existence was irreplaceable for the Ming Dynasty.

The only thing Zhu Biao didn't know was whether he could enter the fairyland alone after his father was gone.

This is a big problem.

Li Wenzhong also picked up the tea cup and took a long sip to calm down. What Wang Buli said did make sense.

According to the current situation, who is not a princeling?

Anyone who seeks refuge with other princes is simply out of his mind.

But the three people here really have a villain, but Wang Buli doesn't say who it is.

"Let's go, let's go to the Imperial College and have a look first." Zhu Biao stood up and suggested: "My cousin looks down on this group of people so much, so I can't just believe it."

Wang Buli changed into his regular clothes and followed Zhu Biao to the field, just like hanging out at work.

He has not been to the Imperial College yet.

The only time they had any intersection was when a beggar discovered a case of mutilated corpses, and he led the team to Shangyuan County.

Rumors of the Ogre.

It's mostly dispersed now.

This unsolved case has been pending in Shangyuan County and has not been solved.

After Wang Buli deduced the slightest internal cause, he didn't want to cause trouble.

It’s just too complicated and I’m too lazy to reach out.

Zhu Biao actually didn't understand Wang Buli's behavior of holding an oil-paper umbrella.

He believed that his sister was definitely not the kind of vulgar person who only looked at people's faces. .

Wang Buli paid too much attention to his appearance, thinking that he was chosen as the consort because of his good looks.

Zhu Biao couldn't really tell Wang Buli the reason.

Wang Buli himself didn't bother to explain sunburn, so he just pretended that the Prince Consort was relying on his face to make a living.

Anyway, as the proverb says, what are you going to do if you don’t make good use of it?

Lao Zhu still has great expectations for the Imperial College.

Today many famous Confucians teach here.

They are also extremely worried about His Majesty not holding the imperial examination.

Although students come to study to inherit Confucian ideas, they are essentially to become officials.

Otherwise, what are you doing here if you are far away from home?

When Wang Buli entered the gate of the Imperial College, he could hear the sound of reading loudly.

He didn't like hearing this head-wagging stuff.

There were many students enjoying the shade under the trees. There were about two to three thousand people in the entire Imperial College.

Because of Zhu Yuanzhang's expansion of enrollment, people like Wang Buli and his eldest brother could come to study.

No one paid attention to the newcomers to the Imperial College.

Wang Buli looked at the students sleeping on the grass with books covering their faces under the shade of the trees. He was quite familiar with them.

Those who play chess, fish, and exercise.

There were also people shouting and yelling about playing with the official selection map.

This dice-throwing promotion game was probably handed down from the Tang Dynasty.

In the Song Dynasty, due to its "gambling" nature, it became even more popular.

Few people asked about it during the Yuan Dynasty, but it has become popular again recently.

Perhaps the inheritance was broken. The promotion chart played by students of the Ming Dynasty, throwing the dice five or six times can lead to the end of the position of Grand Master. There are not as many tricks as in the previous dynasty.

In short, after being unable to take the imperial examination, many students stopped taking it.

Learn.

Learn shit!

Even his eldest brother Wang Guanzhong makes pills at home and only comes here occasionally to study.

When Zhu Biao saw these students, he could only sigh secretly.

The imperial examination will not be held in the next few years.

I don’t know how many of the students in the Imperial College will still be able to continue studying in a few years.

Then it will be their chance to soar into the sky.

Watching them play promotion chess, Wang Buli thought about whether to let Li Jinglong expand his business.

Ye Qinhuai also opened a small casino, in short, just to make money.

"Look, I don't blame His Majesty for saying they are loose and free, because it is a fact." Li Wenzhong stabbed Zhu Biao again.

Wang Buli fanned himself indifferently.

According to Lao Zhu's selection of powerful scholars from all over the country, there is a high probability that these people will become more powerful ministers.

But most people have no sense of existence.

Or maybe because of Lao Zhu's involvement in several major cases, they were all killed and there was no chance for growth at all.

"This young master, are you Wang Buli?"

Wang Buli looked at the immature young man with acne in front of him.

"No need to salute."

It was Zhu Biao who said hello to Fang Xiaoru first.

Speaking of which, the two of them are considered brothers in the same discipline.

Because Fang Xiaoru was Song Lian's student, and he was an extremely outstanding one.

When Fang Xiaoru was young, she was very alert and alert, with piercing eyes. She read more than an inch thick every day.

When he became an adult, he studied with Song Lian. Among Song Lian's disciples, none of the famous scholars were as good as him.

Even their predecessors Hu Han and Su Boxheng felt inferior.

However, his father Fang Keqin was convicted of the "empty seal" incident and was executed. He supported the coffin and returned to his hometown for burial. His grief moved the people on the road and was praised.

Zhu Biao heard his teacher mention his proud disciple and met him.

Wang Buli looked suspicious and asked Zhu Biao to introduce him:

"Brother-in-law, this is my teacher's youngest disciple, his name is Fang Xiaoru."

"Fang Xiaoru?" Wang Buli then carefully looked at the young man in front of him.

Fang Xiaoru was programmed into Black Zhu Di's "Kill Me Ten Clan", so why not!

But the fact is that his nephew collected Fang Xiaoru's body.

Zhu Di has no political acumen, has never systematically studied the art of emperors, and will not directly kill ten tribes before he ascends the throne.

It was just that Fang Xiaoru's car was broken apart and he died. As for his brother, his wife's son, they all committed suicide.

And the grandchildren didn't die either, they just changed their surnames.

Zhu Gaochi rehabilitated Fang Xiaoru, Wanli allowed the direct descendants of the Fang family to change their surnames back, and Tianqi completely forgave the heirs of the Fang family.

Zhu Di acted extremely cautiously before and after he ascended the throne.

Lao Zhu also valued him very much. He told Zhu Biao that this person was someone you could use until his death. He also refused to promote Fang Xiaoru until he died and Zhu Biao promoted him.

In this way, Fang Xiaoru can be regarded as Zhu Biao's minister and will be more grateful to the new emperor. This is indeed a basic operation.

The old emperor belittled some people before he died, and then promoted these people back when the new emperor came to power. This was considered a favor.

"Prince-in-law, have you heard of me?"

Fang Xiaoru knew Wang Buli.

That's because he killed the messenger in the street and happened to be standing among the onlookers to listen to what he said.

He also followed Wang Buli's carriage, thinking that this was what a man should do.

At that time, Fang Xiaoru only felt that her chest was warm.

If officials were like Wang Buli, who prayed for the people, why would the Ming Dynasty not become stronger?

In addition, His Majesty also imposes capital punishment on corrupt officials, which has stopped many people from taking bribes.

Of course.

Fang Xiaoru was still a little sad about his father's death and believed that His Majesty's punishment was too harsh.

"Well, my eldest brother also studied in the Imperial College."

Wang Buli directly pulled out his eldest brother Wang Guanzhong, who still talked about the famous person who stood out among thousands of people in the Imperial College.

After all, not everyone can be a student of the famous scholar Song Lian.

Fang Xiaoru was very happy after hearing Wang Buli's words.

Li Wenzhong had also heard of this person. He was a rare person in the Imperial College and the seed of Ming Dynasty’s reading.

"The prince is here to see the teacher?"

Zhu Biao shook his head with a smile on his face: "I just came here to take a look around and see the students' life and study."

Fang Xiaoru slightly cupped her hands and said, "Your Majesty, your Majesty is not holding the imperial examination now, and people are impetuous."

"I know."

Zhu Biao nodded lightly. It was inevitable for his father to renovate the Imperial College.

Wang Buli looked at Fang Xiaoru, who was older than him and relatively thin.

I heard that the family background was not very good. I wonder if the preface written by Song Lian to send Ma Sheng to Dongyang inspired Fang Xiaoru.

Ma Junze, the son of Ma Dongyang, is currently studying in the Imperial College. He and Song Lian can be regarded as close friends.

Many scholars in the early Ming Dynasty were quite old.

Wang Buli listened to the exchange between Fang Xiaoru and the prince, while he and Li Wenzhong walked inside again.

"Buli, what do you think of the students in the Imperial College?"

"Free, undisciplined, and self-disciplined, which is in line with my understanding of them."

Wang Buli also came out of college and has a deep understanding of what students are like without their parents.

It is true that there are some who study hard, but most of them just hang around waiting for their diploma.

Nowadays, many students in the Imperial College are like this, but they have to wait not four years, but eight or nine years before they have the opportunity to take the exam.

And they may not be able to become officials.

"Even if His Majesty opens the imperial examination and they become officials, they will be a disaster."

"Cousin, will you go to the north again in the future?"

"Probably not. We think the next step is to use troops against Yunnan. Once the area is pacified, we can then send troops northward."

Li Wenzhong didn't hide anything from Wang Buli, but he was just curious about why he asked this.

"In my opinion, many of the students in the Imperial College will become useless if they are raised, so why not let them go to the north to gain experience.

It has been hundreds of years since Shi Jingtang ceded Yanyun Sixteen Prefectures, and the north and south were severely divided.

The Ming Dynasty is working hard to bridge the gap between the north and the south. I heard that the north is very demanding and urgently needs population.

Aren't you saying that these students brag every day and don't know how much they weigh, so why not throw them in large numbers to the north to build the Ming Dynasty? "

After listening to Wang Buli's idea, Li Wenzhong felt that Wang Buli's method was too cruel and sounded a bit reasonable.

He fought against the Mongols in the north and experienced firsthand the life of the people in the north.

It is absolutely correct to say that the North China Plain is not one of ten.

Mongolia wanted to regain their national power and continue to enslave the Han people.

The Ming Dynasty wanted to destroy Mongolia and achieve unification without any foreign enemies.

But at present, it is obvious that both sides have extravagant hopes and can only fall into a constant tug of war.

And war is about logistics.

The Ming Dynasty required a large amount of manpower and material resources to support the war to destroy the Northern Yuan Dynasty. However, for now, successive years of war have caused a sharp decline in the population of the north. A large number of men have joined the army, and arable land has become very small.

In addition, the last years of the dynasty were usually accompanied by natural disasters, which led to the reduction of cultivated land in the north.

If Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to support the Northern Expedition, he had to constantly transport food from the south to the north. It had been almost ten years since the founding of the People's Republic of China, and he couldn't hold on anymore.

The current situation in the north is that there are few people and a desolate land.

He can't create a lot of people at once.

Zhu Yuanzhang was a southerner. He established the Ming Dynasty and the southern landlord class also followed him in making meritorious deeds. More than half of the people in the court were southerners, and the imperial examination was just like preparing for southerners.

But Zhu Yuanzhang knew very well that his Ming Dynasty was not the Wu State during the Three Kingdoms period, nor was it the Southern Song Dynasty. He could not only focus on the south and abandon the vast North China region.

Therefore, he has been sending troops to the north to consolidate Shanshan, Gansu and other places.

Li Wenzhong has been doing defensive work for more than three years, and it was Zhu Yuanzhang who assigned him.

That is to use powerful force to deter these Beiyuan Tatars. If that fails, we will attack them again.

After the enemy is defeated, make sure not to pursue them.

This method can be said to be a bit frustrating for Ming Dynasty, and it can only passively defend, but it is already the best strategy for Ming Dynasty.

The northern part of the country is the hardest-hit area with few people and desolate land, and cannot afford to fight a war.

That's why Zhu Yuanzhang ordered the farmers to return to farming, rewarded them, and strongly supported immigrants and military camps.

The practice of military settlements can relieve the pressure on the people in the north, and can also make the border self-sufficient.

So Zhu Yuanzhang didn't come up with any better solution when he learned that later generations had made the soldiers like that.

Because this is currently the best way to benefit Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang planned to distribute the silver to the soldiers in the north in the form of rewards after finding the silver mine, so that they could also consume it and reduce the economic gap between the north and the south.

The economy in the south was developed, and a large amount of money circulated to replace the collapsed treasure banknotes of the Yuan Dynasty.

Zhu Yuanzhang used the Ming Dynasty treasure banknotes to restrict the southerners, so as not to further increase the imbalance between Jiangnan and North China.

Li Wenzhong was still hesitating and then listened to Wang Buli's bewildering words:

"Cousin, you also know how important Yanyun Sixteen Provinces are to us."

Li Wenzhong nodded. There are the Great Wall and various passes on the Yanshan Mountains. They are things to protect the people from farming with peace of mind, and they are also strategic buffers in military confrontations.

The Mongols are all cavalry, and cavalry is a key unit in war.

Li Wenzhong used to be proud of having a cavalry unit.

The cavalry has a natural advantage over the infantry, and the existence of Yanshan plays a great restraint on the cavalry.

Moreover, the military value is extremely high, and the Mongolian cavalry advantage cannot be used here. The second is the river. Not only can it be defended based on the river, but it can also be used to transport military supplies.

The most important thing is the economic value. The Mongols make a living by herding and can easily train a large number of cavalry. However, they lack daily necessities, such as salt, iron and tea, and their economy is also fragile.

Once it snows, their cattle and sheep will die in pieces.

Then, in order to survive, many Mongolian tribes would throw the old, weak, sick and disabled at the outermost, then women and children, and young and strong men in the middle.

This is the living habit of the grassland.

Women and children are not important, only me, the head of the family, is the most important.

After they die, I can still rob them, and then I can start a new family and continue the bloodline.

Li Wenzhong thought for a moment and looked solemn: "You know, His Majesty treats these people as treasures. I want to throw them to the north to gain experience, but I'm afraid His Majesty won't agree."

"Let these students take the initiative to apply to support the north."

Wang Buli didn't think Zhu Yuanzhang was an emperor who cared about other people's lives. He could be called indifferent to his own life, let alone others.

The coal resources in the north are extremely rich, and many military factories and textile factories can be built, which avoids the need for weapons to be transported from the south.

Li Wenzhong lowered his voice and said: "I advise you not to do this offending thing. Some people can react, and they are not all fools."

"Tai Gong Jiang is fishing, and those who wish to take the bait can take the bait. For them, who can escape the temptation of being an official." Wang Buli waved his hand indifferently:

"When I find an opportunity, I can get them all away and let the cruel life humiliate them after leaving this Imperial College. I believe they will grow up quickly."

(End of this chapter)