The thunder falls and the wind rises.
The moment Yu Long heard it, Old Wanli's pupils shrank sharply and his expression suddenly changed.
This familiar operation reminded him of that night at Qianqiu Pavilion four days ago.
Almost subconsciously, he looked outside the pavilion. When he saw the strong wind, his heart instantly became cold.
No way? No way! Won't come again? !
That fat face is like a heir in mourning.
'Do these ancestors have nothing to do every day? Why are you staring at me all the time? ! '
Old Wanli roared furiously in his heart.
Ding.
However, when he saw four figures appearing half a foot behind Ye Xianggao, no matter how angry he was, he had to suppress it in his heart.
Old Wanli's expression changed instantly, and his whole body was shaken. His body of more than 200 kilograms suddenly became extremely flexible. His waist, back, and buttocks no longer hurt.
Just one carp was missing, and he rolled down from the dragon's chair and looked at Ye Xianggao with a kind face.
"Ye Qing, what I just said was just for fun."
"This world belongs to me, so why is there such a thing as a treasury within the national treasury? All the thirteen million taels of silver copied from tax inspectors in various places are put into the national treasury to finance military supplies."
"You must remember that you must pay the military pay to the soldiers of the Nine Borders in full, you must not waste money, and you must ensure the smooth assembly of the Liaodong army."
Ye Xianggao was stunned, and his head was full of questions after hearing these words.
Just now I couldn’t pull out a few.
I thought to myself, Emperor, your change has come too fast, which makes me a little uncomfortable with it.
Then, Ye Xianggao thought for a while and continued.
"Your Majesty, the governor of Henan has written to the imperial court that he has followed the imperial edict and sent a thousand additional guards to Prince Fu's residence in Luoyang to ensure that everything in the residence will be safe and sound during Prince Fu's hunt to the west. There will be absolutely no mistakes."
Three days ago, Lao Wanli issued an imperial edict, not to raid Prince Fu's home, but to guard Prince Fu's palace and wait for Prince Fu's return. In Lao Wanli's view, as long as he promised his ancestors on the surface, how could he actually do it? How could the ancestors know if it was done?
As soon as Ye Xianggao said these words, Old Wanli's face changed instantly and he turned pale with fright.
He saw the awe-inspiring chill in his great-grandfather's eyes.
"nonsense!"
"Ye Qing, you must have heard wrong!"
"When did I ever issue such a fatuous imperial decree?!"
Ye Xianggao:? ? ?
"Immediately issue an order to the governor of Henan, ordering him to search Prince Fu's mansion, and everything confiscated should be rushed into the national treasury. Anyone in Prince Fu's mansion, no matter what position they hold, if they are guilty, will be severely sentenced according to the law! Henan must be punished! Let the people give an account! Give the world an account!"
Ye Xianggao:? ? ?
"One more thing, why did King Fu come to the west to hunt? I have made it very clear to the court! That is a betrothal!"
"In the name of the cabinet, you should immediately issue a notice to officials at all levels in Guizhou. No one is allowed to provide any convenience to Prince Fu, even a bowl of rice. Anyone who disobeys will be killed!"
Ye Xianggao:? ? ?
After Lao Wanli said this, his heart was bleeding.
Ye Xianggao was completely stunned by what he heard. After a moment, he finally reacted. His face turned red instantly and he looked very excited.
Mingjun!
Holy King!
The ancestor of the Ming Dynasty appeared!
With a plop, the toilet boy knelt down directly to Old Wanli, and the most impressive thing was that he kowtowed firmly on the ground.
"Your Majesty is wise and blessed!"
then.
Ye Xianggao raised his head and looked at Old Wanli, his face flushed with excitement, his eyes blazing, looking at Old Wanli with an embarrassment, which made Old Wanli's heart skip a beat. He had a bad feeling.
"Your Majesty, please issue an order to thoroughly investigate King Duan and King Hui, order the two kings to return to their fields and the people, fine them with their salaries and collect dirty money! In order to rectify the world!"
Duan Wang Zhu Changhao, the fourth son of Wanli.
Hui Wang Zhu Changrun, the fifth son of Wanli.
Although these two are not as good as King Fu Zhu Changxun, they are not good birds either.
For example, this Zhu Changhao, in order to get married, went to the household department all day long to ask for money, and finally got 180,000 taels. As a result, he stopped getting married and hid all the money.
Old Wanli gritted his teeth, but still kept a smile on his face.
"It's good to do good to the country."
Ye Xianggao's face suddenly looked overjoyed.
Today there is such a good thing, how can we let it go? It is another loud voice.
"Your Majesty, please give me your permission to use the money from the inner treasury first to fund the national use!"
"Ye Xianggao you damn...!"
Old Wanli almost cursed.
But when he saw the four untouchable figures behind Ye Xianggao, he shrunk his neck and suppressed the anger rising in his heart, and endured it.
"allow."
Old Wanli almost said this word through gritted teeth.
Wanli's inner treasury is extremely rich and powerful.
It can be seen from some historical data that in the original history, after Zhu Changluo ascended the throne, he used the money from the inner treasury to issue four million taels of silver within a month to pay the military salaries of Liaodong and Nine Borders, and each time it was one million taels. A million dollars is simply unspeakable.
And this was after the Battle of Salhu. You must know that during the Battle of Salhu, in order to supplement the military expenses beyond three wages, Lao Wanli also allocated several million taels from the internal treasury.
Someone once made statistics on Wanli's small treasury.
The total amount of silver in the small private treasury left by Old Wanli to Zhu Changluo should be at least 1,500 taels.
If the expenses allocated for the Battle of Sarhu are added, then at this point in the forty-sixth year of Wanli, the Wanli small treasury should be around 20 million taels of silver.
But even if the inner treasury is so rich.
Old Wanli still cried out about poverty every day, especially during the Battle of Sarhu, where he levied an additional three wages, squeezing out more than five million taels of silver from the already poor and crazy people.
Moreover, it started the first three-rate system and started a truly large-scale peasant uprising.
"Long live my emperor! Long live! Long live!"
The excited toilet boy knelt on the ground and shouted long live the mountain.
Just as Ye Xianggao was excited, four figures walked past him.
Old Wanli hurriedly greeted him, nodding and bowing like a grandson.
This made Ye Xianggao, who had just finished kowtowing and raised his head, bewildered in surprise. How could there suddenly be four more people, and some of them were wearing dragon robes!
He even wondered if he hadn't woken up.
"Ye Xianggao, hurry up and follow the order."
Old Wanli waved his hand.
The names have all changed. Obviously, Old Wanli already wants to hack this toilet boy to death.
"No, just listen here."
Ji Boying glanced at Ye Xianggao, who was kneeling. Anyway, this guy was going to enter the chief assistant training class sooner or later, so it didn't matter.
As for this old Wanli.
Ji Boying was very disappointed.
This old guy obviously no longer wants to be rich and powerful.
The whole person has been completely rotted into the bone marrow and soul. It is almost impossible to expect Lao Wanli to undergo a big change.
In this case, we can only find another way.
then.
Ji Boying's thoughts moved.
In an instant, two other figures appeared in the Nuan Pavilion.
One is Zhu Changluo, the crown prince of Wanli Time and Space.
The other one is Yongle Xiaozhu Zhu Zhanji from Yongle time and space.
Yongle Xiaozhu's face was calm, after all, he had been used to it for a long time.
After appearing, he saluted everyone with a smile on his face, then walked to Lao Zhu Di's side and stood quietly. He knew that the immortal master must have something to do when he suddenly called him over.
On the contrary, it was Zhu Changluo, who was holding a book in his hand and looked confused and panicked.
The moment he saw Old Wanli, he hurriedly hid the book behind his back, fearing that Old Wanli would find him reading.
The character of the Crown Prince, who was born from a palace maid and was suppressed by the old Wanli for decades and was not even allowed to go to school, has long since become fearful.
This appearance obviously did not fit Ji Boying's image of the perfect prince.
However, from a historical perspective, Zhu Changluo should have had great ambitions, but he was suppressed too hard since he was a child. He did not even receive systematic education, let alone the opportunity to participate in state affairs.
In short, it requires tempering.
Coupled with the Hongwan case, Zhu Changluo was directly defined as a womanizer. Many scholars even said that Zhu Changluo indulged in women when he was the prince and ruined his body.
This is pure nonsense.
It is almost impossible to keep his position in the East Palace, and he has no books to read. Whenever Zhu Changluo misbehaves at all, he will be caught by Lao Wanli, and then magnified infinitely, and then used as a pretext to destroy him.
The reason why Old Wanli never deposed Zhu Changluo was firstly because of the obstruction from the ministers, and secondly because he really couldn't find the prince of the East Palace's transgression.
"Now, your next imperial edict."
Ji Boying looked at Old Wanli.
"From now on, the crown prince will supervise the country. When dealing with military, political and state affairs, all matters will be reported to the crown prince to decide."
The words fell.
Old Wanli was stunned, Zhu Changluo was confused, and the kneeling toilet boy was also shocked.
"Xiao Zhu."
Ji Boying looked at Yongle Zhu Zhanji.
"Starting from today, I will send you to this time and space every day. You and Zhu Changluo will handle state affairs together and temper yourself."
Listening to lectures every day, if you don’t practice them, it means listening in vain.
This is also a good thing for Yongle Xiaozhu.
The political affairs of the Yongle Dynasty were handled by Fatty Yongle. Although Yongle Xiaozhu was allowed to have some contact with him, after all, he could not act independently and could not develop the ability to make decisions.
However, things are different in this Wanli time and space. Yongle Xiaozhu can completely handle part of the state affairs independently.
"The prince has never been involved in major national affairs. If he manages the government rashly, it will definitely cause chaos."
"Master Immortal, can you think about it again?"
"Prince, what do you think?"
Old Wanli looked at Zhu Changluo and spoke to Zhu Changluo so gently for the first time.
"Zhu Changluo will obey the order of the immortal master!"
After saying this, Zhu Changluo bowed and saluted.
Then he looked at Old Wanli again.
"Father, please rest assured and rest in peace. My sons and ministers will never dare to neglect state affairs!"
That's the reaction speed.
Ji Boying smiled.
It shows that Zhu Changluo really has a brain and can understand the current situation. He is definitely not a fool, nor is he as cowardly as imagined. Just the fact that he decisively agreed to supervise the country shows the decisiveness of his character. He is probably a Ming Dynasty version. King Tang Guang.
The reason why he did not shine in history is because he died too early and too suddenly.
"I'm asking you to give an order, why are you talking so much nonsense?!"
Lao Zhu glanced at Lao Wanli, and Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi also looked around. Lao Wanli, who wanted to say something more, swallowed all the words that came to his mouth.
As for Ye Xianggao, who was kneeling on the ground, he was so confused that he forgot to stand up.
Although I don’t quite understand what happened just now, I feel like a lot happened.
"Zhu Changluo, Zhu Zhanji, the first priority for you two is to gather an army to conquer gold in Liaodong."
"Remember, while ensuring military pay, we must also ensure Liaodong's military supplies."
Ji Boying remembers it very clearly.
In the Battle of Sarhu, except for being defeated by Nurhachi's Eight Banners soldiers on the battlefield.
The biggest disadvantage is that preparation is too hasty.
As the saying goes, before the soldiers and horses move, food and grass go first.
In the original historical line, the military pay sent to Liaodong was sufficient, or even excessive, with three wages plus the silver that Wanli reluctantly allocated from the inner treasury.
However, there was enough money, but the grain shipped to Liaodong was far from keeping up, and the local grain production in Liaodong was far from enough to supply. As a result, as a large amount of silver poured into Liaodong, the entire Liaodong was short of food, leading to a serious currency crisis. Expanding, one stone of grain was even sold to sixteen taels of silver.
But on the premise that the military supplies and grain were not in place, Lao Wanli naively thought that he would be done with the money, so he kept issuing orders to urge Yang Hao to send troops.
It was hard to disobey the holy order, so Yang Hao entered the army one month earlier than planned.
Moreover, before the armies were divided, Yang Hao suddenly had a whim, and like a mentally retarded person, he wrote a letter in detail about the time and route of his own army's advance, and even the generals of each army. He gave it to Nurhachi, hoping to use it to frighten Nurhachi and achieve the state of superior military art of defeating others without fighting.
In exchange, all he got was a sneer from Nurhaci and the words, "I only go one way, but you come one way."
"As you command!"
The trepidation in Zhu Changluo's body disappeared after he was completely sure that he could indeed control the imperial power and no longer take his father seriously.
This kid seems to have been guilty for more than a day or two.
"I'll send you one more person."
Ji Boying finished speaking.
A gust of wind blew.
In the middle of the Nuan Pavilion, a figure wearing armor appeared.
"You, you are...!"
Ye Xianggao was completely shocked and couldn't say a complete sentence.
"Li Rusong!"
Old Wanli recognized him at a glance.
Although he had never summoned Li Rusong in person, he had seen Li Rusong's portrait. After all, after the era of Qi Jiguang and Li Chengliang passed, this brother was the most capable of fighting in the Wanli Dynasty.
Li Rusong, the eldest son of Li Chengliang, has been brave and good at fighting since childhood. He studied under Xu Wei, the second generation Liaodong cavalry master.
Among the three major campaigns of Wanli, the Battle of Ningxia and the first battle of the Battle of Korea were both commanded by Li Rusong.
As for the record.
In the Battle of Ningxia, Li Rusong led the rebels to Ningxia in June, and the rebellion in Ningxia was completely suppressed in September.
In the first battle of the Korean War, in the year when the Ningxia rebellion had just been put down, Li Rusong was urgently appointed as the admiral of the Eastern Expedition, commanding the armies of Ji, Liao, Hebei, Sichuan and Zhejiang, totaling more than 40,000 people (including one Liaodong Iron Cavalry). Wan, Xuanfu's Datong elite cavalry, eight thousand, and the rest are elite infantry from various places), Keqi's Eastern Expedition.
Only one month after he led his army into the court, he crippled Konishi Kyōchō's first army and regained 500 miles of lost ground.
Then there was a bloody battle at Biti Pavilion. Nine thousand Liaodong cavalry fought with 120,000 Xiaozi for six hours, and finally ended in a big victory. The name of Liaodong cavalry made Xiaori fearful.
In the history books of my childhood, these nine thousand Liaodong cavalry were written as one hundred thousand Ming cavalry.
After this battle, I no longer dared to fight with the Ming army in the field.
Four months after Li Rusong entered the court, all three capitals and eighteen provinces of North Korea were captured, and all three capitals and sixteen provinces of North Korea were captured. They plundered thousands of miles of land and swept across the peninsula. They defeated Toyotomi Hideyoshi's nine-route army of 300,000 women, and they didn't even recognize them.
It is a pity that after Li Rusong returned to Liaodong, when he was fighting in Mongolia, he rashly advanced and was attacked and killed by the Mongols. It is also said that he was betrayed by his servants and ambushed.
If not for Li Rusong's presence, there is a high probability that Jianzhou Jurchen would not be able to survive.
The golden period of Nurhachi's rise was actually the ten years when Li Chengliang was dismissed as the commander-in-chief of Liaodong and Li Rusong was transferred from Liaodong.
During these ten years, Liaodong had a total of eight commander-in-chiefs. In the end, Li Rusong died within a few months of being the commander-in-chief of Liaodong. In the end, Li Chengliang, who was seventy-six years old, could only be asked to return to the town. Liaodong.
But at this time, Li Chengliang was already too old, and Nurhachi's wings had also hardened. All Li Chengliang could do was to maintain it, but it was difficult to eradicate it.
"Li Rusong, I'll give you two months to reshape the Liaodong Cavalry."
Ji Boying looked at Li Rusong, a middle-aged man with a strong figure and a sharp figure.
Since the death of Li Chengliang and his son, although Li Rubai and others are still there, the Liaodong Cavalry has lost its former combat power after more than twenty years of decay.
As for the Battle of Sarhu, in terms of nature, it was an encirclement and suppression campaign by the Ming Dynasty against Nurhaci, so the choice of when to launch this battle rested with the Ming Dynasty.
Li Rusong, who was also in a daze at this moment, was startled when he heard this.
Although he had never met Wanli, after all, old Wanli didn't even meet his cabinet ministers, let alone one of his side generals.
But Longpao still knew him.
"Is there a war in Liaodong?"
Li Rusong frowned and asked tentatively.
He still can't figure out why he is still alive. He obviously remembers that he was ambushed and fought to exhaustion, but he probably won't be able to figure it out now, so he should figure out the current problem first.
"General Li, two years ago, the Jurchen Nurhaci established the Jin Kingdom in the city of Hetuala. He called himself the Emperor of Destiny and repeatedly caused chaos in Liaodong."
Ye Xianggao finally stood up, rubbed his numb knees, and said beside him.
The words fell.
Li Rusong frowned, and there was obviously a trace of surprise in his expression that contained contempt.
“A dog can become an emperor and build a country?!”
Update on time! Asking for a monthly ticket! ! ! !
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