'If life is not messed up, happiness will be half as low. '
'What does it mean to show off? Is it really happy to show off? '
All the emperors and princes looked at the newly written line on the rice paper, and an inexplicable thought arose in their hearts.
"Brother, what do you mean by showing off?"
Lao Zhu couldn't bear this confusion and asked first.
If he was really happy, he, Lao Zhu, would also like to show off.
Ji Boying put down the fighting pen in his hand and frowned slightly. He suddenly forgot that Lao Zhu and the rest of the world couldn't understand the meaning of the term "shattered".
After glancing at the emperors on the seats, his eyes finally fell on Longqing Emperor Zhu Zaixing.
If the serious discussion of the Eight Classics is bad, the only one who can give Wanli a try is probably his father, Zhu Zaijing.
After all, even if it is Zhu Qizhen, it is still a joke, not a mess.
As for the Jiajing Immortal and the Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, although these two did not go to court, they had nothing missing that required the emperor to take care of them, so naturally they could not be considered a mess.
Zhu Zaijing's back instantly felt cold: Master Immortal, what do you think I'm doing? !
"Don't worry, you will naturally understand this word after the lecture is over."
With a short sentence, Lao Zhu's problem was temporarily dismissed.
Some words are not easy to understand literally, but it is very simple to express them with examples.
Lao Zhu nodded.
Then, after a moment of pause, he continued to ask again.
"Brother, is this Wanli ZTE real ZTE or fake?"
Lao Zhu has obviously been played badly by Ji Boying.
First there was Zhu Qizhen, the war god of the Ming Dynasty, then there was Zhu Youtang of Hongzhi Zhongxing, and now there is Zhu Yijun's Wanli Zhongxing. He really felt that he was about to be played by the immortal master.
"Father, since the immortal masters have already written down that the Three Great Conquests of Wanli are the glory of our Ming Dynasty, then this Wanli ZTE must be true."
Old Zhu Di took a deep breath, looked at the five words "Three Great Marches of Wanli" on the rice paper, and said.
For this warlike emperor, the glory of national war is the first priority.
There was a bit of anticipation for this moment in his eyes.
Not only Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di, but also Emperor Hongxi and Emperor Xuande, they also discovered a strange problem.
Since Emperor Xuande, the old Zhu family seems to have been cursed. From now on, the emperors of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youtang, Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houcong, and Zhu Zaijing, are all counted one by one, regardless of merit. Good or bad, few are normal.
"Father, when the immortal master is teaching, it is best not to interrupt frequently. When the immortal master finishes speaking, you and I will naturally understand."
Ah Biao frowned slightly and looked at his father.
Lao Zhu also paused, and then smiled slightly embarrassedly.
"We are just a little impatient."
"Biao'er is right, just listen to what my brother says."
Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu. Regarding the question of whether Wanli ZTE was true or false, Ji Boying did not reply directly, but continued to preach.
"The Wanli dynasty lasted forty-eight years in total."
"There were five conquests during this period."
'Five signs? '
Everyone was stunned when they heard this. They wiped their eyes subconsciously and looked at the words written on the rice paper again to make sure that they were not looking at the flowers. The rice paper did indeed write the three major signs of Wanli, not Wanli. Five major signs.
"The first expedition is to conquer Taungyu in the south."
"Taungoo is located in Burma."
"This war started when Toungoo invaded Yunnan of the Ming Dynasty. It lasted for more than twenty years. In the final result, the Ming Dynasty recognized the legitimacy of the Toungoo Dynasty's possession of Mengyang, Mubang, and Xingwei."
'Failed? ! '
Lao Zhu's eyelids twitched. How could our Ming Dynasty compromise with this small country of Burma! He even ceded the land!
He looked sulky and was about to have an attack.
"Father, Mengyang, Mubang, and Xingwei are actually the territories of the chieftains. Strictly speaking, they are not considered my territory of the Ming Dynasty."
Abiao reminded loudly.
Only then did Lao Zhu suppress the anger in his heart, but he was still angry. Even if it was not a loss of territory, losing to such a small country would still be a loss of face.
Zhu Laosi, Lao Zhu Di and other emperors could not help but frown.
"Second March, Ningxia Rebellion."
"In the 20th year of Wanli, the commander of Ningxia Weidu, Kuai Bai Benbian, appointed Li Rusong as the commander-in-chief of Ningxia. After five months, Li Rusong captured Ningxia City and surrounded Kuai Bai's family. Kuai Bai's family committed suicide, and the rebellion was put down."
Hearing this, Lao Zhu felt a little more comfortable. At this time, the Ming Dynasty could still have the power to suppress the rebellion so quickly, which showed that the military equipment was not bad.
Lao Zhu did not think wrong about this. Wanli was used to the failure of Wanli. Except for the last few years, he never failed in the military. The most important reason why the three major expeditions were successful was that the military pay was sufficient. issued.
Of course, most of this payment comes from the internal treasury, and there is no way to covet Zhu Yijun's military salary.
"The Third March, the Battle of Korea."
"Starting from the 20th year of Wanli, Toyotomi Hideyoshi, who ended the Japanese civil strife and unified the Japanese islands, sent out nearly 300,000 troops twice and divided them into nine routes to capture North Korea. The Ming Dynasty sent troops to aid North Korea as the suzerain, and finally suffered five casualties. Thousands of people were killed, and the victory was achieved at the cost of 100,000 Japanese soldiers, which maintained the Ming Dynasty's national prestige in East Asia and reintegrated the political and military forces of various countries in East Asia."
"good!"
Lao Zhu's face was just filled with joy, but before he could raise his hand, he slapped it on the armrest of the Grand Master's chair.
Zhu Zaijing's "good" word was already shouted out.
This guy looks more excited than anyone else at this moment.
It's very much like the kind of parents who can't do anything by themselves and go to school to hold parent-teacher conferences for their overachieving sons. 'Everything is a result of my education' is written all over their faces.
Ji Boying glanced at the excited Zhu Zaijing. He actually had something to say.
'Although they achieved a great victory in the Korean War, the elites of Liao Town suffered great damage on the Korean battlefield and lost their ability to contain Nurhachi in the short term. '
"The fourth campaign, the Bozhou Rebellion."
"Yang Yinglong, the chieftain of Bozhou, launched a rebellion. Wanli took Li Hualong as the commander-in-chief and governor of the military affairs of the three provinces of Sichuan, Huguang, and Guizhou. He surrounded and suppressed Yang Yinglong. In the end, Yang Yinglong was defeated and died, and the rebellion subsided."
Speaking of which.
Ji Boying did not continue speaking, but stopped and sat down on the central chair.
Xiyu presented a cup of tea at the right time.
Take the tea and drink it lightly.
The current classroom atmosphere was obviously very relaxed as the three major strategies for victory in the Ming Dynasty had all been explained.
So much so that everyone thought that the dispute between Ming and Myanmar must be an accident.
"It seems that this Zhu Yijun is not bad. He has the demeanor of a descendant of my Zhu family."
Lao Zhu chuckled and praised.
"This is all the result of my father. Without my father's blood, how could our Zhu family have such descendants?"
Lao Zhu Di smiled. Although Lao Zhu Di was more than ten years older than Lao Zhu, it did not prevent him from flattering him at all.
"I think Zhu Yijun was able to win these three games entirely because of his father's protection."
When it comes to flattering his father, Jianwen Zhu Laosi is not far behind.
"Ah, yes, yes."
Xiao Zhusi quickly followed.
"It seems that Zhu Yijun is my Ming Dynasty God of War!"
I don't know who came to say this. The black Zhu Qizhen who was sitting in the seat couldn't help but frowned. He glanced at Zhu Jianshen who was speaking out in the crowd. Zhu Jianshen felt a chill on his back.
Naturally, he heard about Zhu Qizhen's brilliant record during the break. He could still chase people with a machete and hack at them even though his whole body was broken.
As for the others, they were watching the pats on the back of their ancestors and did not dare to participate.
The Jiajing Immortal gave Longqing and Zhu Zaijing a look that was barely complimentary, to the effect of saying: You boy, your shooting practice is good.
Zhu Zaijing chuckled and gave his father a meaningful look in return.
The general idea is: Dad, your marksmanship is also very good, otherwise how could you have given birth to a sharpshooter like me?
Only Ah Biao was taking notes while silently waiting for the immortal master's next words.
But he also knew that these five signs only talked about four signs, and there was still a fifth sign that was not mentioned yet. According to the practice of the immortal master's lectures, this last sign was the most important.
"The fifth sign."
Ji Boying handed over the finished teacup in his hand, and Xiyu took it respectfully.
Then, get up.
The moment his words came out of his mouth, all the emperors and princes present stopped their slightly excited discussions, and looked at where Ji Boying was with relaxed eyes.
In their view, this fifth campaign must be a greater victory, and it will determine the name of the Ming God of War in one fell swoop.
"In the first month of the forty-fourth year of Wanli, Nurhachi, the Jurchen of Jianzhou, founded the country and was named Khan, and was called the 'Khan who restored the wisdom of all nations'. The country was named Dajin, the reign was named Tianming, and the capital was Hetuala City."
moment.
Lao Zhu, the three Zhu Di, and a large number of emperors and princes all had murderous intent in their eyes.
Damn Jurchen pigtails, how dare you establish a country in my territory of the Ming Dynasty! This is outrageous!
"Hmph, even a mere savage dares to found a country."
Lao Zhu snorted coldly.
Suddenly he was stunned.
Savage? Jurchen? !
Then his face suddenly changed, and he thought of the group of foreign pigtails who came to dominate the Central Plains in later generations, and of the son-of-a-bitch Qing Dynasty.
"Brother, could this big money founded by Nurhachi be the same group of pigtails who will take over the Central Plains in the future?!"
As soon as Lao Zhu's words came out, everyone held their breath for a moment.
The Braid Dynasty was the next non-Han clan to replace the Ming Dynasty and take over the Central Plains.
Only Jiajing and Long Qing looked confused. What the hell? Braids take over the Central Plains? !
The two of them obviously didn't know about this yet.
Ji Boying did not directly answer Lao Zhu's question, but continued.
"At first, the Ming court did not pay attention to Nurhaci, who founded the country in Liaodong and became the Khan. Nurhaci took advantage of the constant party disputes in the Ming court to expand the army and send spies to bribe the Ming generals."
"Until."
"In April of the forty-sixth year of Wanli, Nurhachi vowed to rebel against the Ming Dynasty with the "Seven Great Hatreds" and sent troops to capture the forts east of Fushun City. Due to food and salary issues, the Ming court failed to successfully form a counter-rebellion army. Nurhachi also saw this. We just stopped and didn't attack again."
"In the first month of the forty-seventh year of Wanli, Nurhaci suddenly led an army to attack the Yehe tribe of the Haixi Jurchens who were attached to the Ming Dynasty. They won a great victory. In February, Wanli ordered Yang Hao to visit Liaodong as the right minister of the Ministry of War, and gathered more than 100,000 soldiers from across the country. The elite, together with the Ye He tribe and the Korean army, claimed to be 470,000, launched an attack on Liaodong."
"The troops of Hou Jin are about 60,000 at this time."
"The Ming army divided into four armies to encircle and suppress Nurhaci. On March 1, the West Route Army first encountered the Jin Army in Salxu. Du Song rushed in and the entire army was wiped out. Du Song, the commander-in-chief of the West Route, died in the battle."
"The next morning."
"The Northern Route Army was defeated."
"On the next day, March 4, the Eastern Route Army was defeated."
"Yang Hao was based in Shenyang, commanding a mobile force and did not provide any response to the three Ming armies. After the defeat of Du Song and Ma Lin's armies, he hurriedly ordered the South Route Army led by Li Rubai to return to the division on the fifth day of March. "
"On the fifth day, the Southern Route Army received an urgent order from Yang Hao and hurriedly retreated, causing thousands of casualties in the stampede."
"As for the Korean army, the entire army surrendered to Houjin."
"The entire Battle of Sarsh ended with the Jin Army losing more than a thousand people, the Ming Army losing more than 300 civil and military generals, nearly 50,000 soldiers, more than 20,000 firearms, and horses, mules, and camels. With more than 30,000 horses, it ended with the Ming army being defeated and the Hou Jin army completely victorious.”
"After this battle, important towns such as Liaoyang, Shenyang, and Guangning were lost one after another. The Ming Dynasty retreated to western Liaoning and fell into complete passivity. The offensive and defensive positions of the Ming Dynasty and Hou Jin Dynasty were thus shifted."
The words fell into silence.
This is true, no matter how hard you make money in the past, you will lose miserably in the last round of stud.
In a battle of Salhu, I lost all my pants.
Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi, and Zhu Houzhao, who was familiar with the art of war, all frowned when they heard this. They were all well versed in the ways of the battlefield, and knew that there was a profound meaning behind the simple description just now. commanding ability.
One army can defeat four fronts and achieve such low casualties. This is definitely not something ordinary generals can accomplish.
Being able to defeat an army of 200,000 with an army of 60,000, and achieve an absolute victory, shows that Nurhaci has extremely strong ability to command troops.
Similarly, it also shows how useless the Ming army commander Yang Hao was in this battle, and how serious the Ming army's morale and other combat power problems were.
'Nurhaci. '
Lao Zhu thought silently in his heart, and he firmly remembered this name that he had never heard before today.
Old Zhu Di, who was sitting on the seat, also rubbed his brow bones, with a cold light in his eyes.
'I, the great Ming Dynasty, should be defeated by such a group of Jurchen savages who drink raw hair and drink blood. What a shame and humiliation! '
'Nurhaci, if I can fight you in this life, I must let you know how magnificent the Emperor of Tomorrow is on the battlefield! '
"These are the Five Great Marches of Wanli."
Ji Boying glanced at the group of silent emperors and princes.
"Five major expeditions, this is a military battle."
"Next, let's take a look at the internal affairs of Zhu Yijun's Wanli dynasty."
When he said this, Lao Zhu finally recovered from the battle in Salhu just now and took a deep breath.
'Victory and defeat are common things for military strategists. There are many factors that affect the victory or defeat of a battle. It is no wonder that this boy Zhu Yijun must have something to show for his talents in internal affairs. '
Lao Zhu thinks this way, Lao Zhu Di thinks this way, and other great emperors think this way.
In their view, if a country has a long-term monarch in power, the country must be prosperous and run in an orderly manner.
"Fifteen years ago in Wanli, Zhang Juzheng took charge of the government, which indeed showed signs of ZTE."
"And fifteen years later."
Ji Boying turned around, picked up the pen, and was about to write a few words on the rice paper.
At this moment, Lao Zhu's question suddenly rang out.
"Brother, when is the current Wanli Dynasty?"
As soon as he said this, everyone else became concerned.
Ji Boying paused for a moment and glanced at these princes and princes from the corner of his eyes.
"Forty-sixth year of Wanli, at the end of the year."
As soon as he finished speaking, the eyes of Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and others were filled with war. They all remembered clearly that the Battle of Salhu started in the first month of the forty-seventh year of Wanli.
"Son of a bitch Nurhachi!"
Lao Zhu slapped the armrest of the Grand Master's chair and stood up boldly.
"Brother, we are going to the Wanli Dynasty, and the emperor will conquer this pigtail himself!"
Old Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi also stood up one after another.
"I also need to go!"
"And I!"
Also standing up at the same time were Zhu Houzhao and Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen.
Especially Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, a look of violence suddenly appeared in his eyes. After all, he was the only emperor of the Ming Dynasty who had seriously issued an order to massacre Jianzhou Jurchens: destroy their nests and exterminate their species.
"Destroy this son of a bitch! Dig Nurhaci's ancestral grave! Destroy the entire Jurchen clan!"
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PS: Nurhaci: It’s unfair to hit me for so many!
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