In the side hall of the Wenhua Hall, Zhu Yijun had just finished listening to the Japanese lecture and was about to return to the Qianqing Palace. Suddenly, a chamberlain came to report that the left minister of the Ministry of War and the assistant minister of the Beijing Ying Rongzheng Gao Gongbao wanted to see him.
Zhu Yijun subconsciously looked at Chen Ju: "It's time for Qiuzhen to come to see me. Do you know what he's been busy with these days?"
Chen Ju replied: "I'm not sure about what I want to say to the Emperor. I heard that Gao Gongbao has been checking various documents and documents at the Ministry of War a few days ago. Today, it seems that he is going to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion to discuss matters... Could it be that something went wrong in the meeting?"
Zhu Yijun became nervous when he heard this, his face changed, and he said to the young eunuch who came to report: "Xuan, hurry up and announce him to come in."
The young eunuch hurried away, and then Zhu Yijun started to pace quickly with some anxiety. He stopped suddenly while walking, and said to Chen Ju: "You said that seeking truth will not mean applying the habit of leading troops in Guangxi and Liaodong to Beijing. Camp, right? Naturally, he can beat the people in the guard station and the border army whenever he wants, and scold them whenever he wants. These Qiu from the Beijing camp... Well, these are all honorable men, but don't mean that they can't reach an agreement, please Did you really give the order to hit the wall?"
Chen Ju didn't know, so he had to smile bitterly but didn't dare to answer easily.
However, it seems that Zhu Yijun did not expect him to answer. Instead, he rejected the guess he just said to himself, and his face became even more ugly: "No, as a true person, he should not do this on the spot... ...Hey, I'm afraid he'll come and ask me to order the imperial staff, which won't be easy to handle!"
Chen Ju laughed apologetically and asked casually: "If Gao Gongbao really has a conflict with them, Your Majesty, will you... know how to fight?"
The muscles on Zhu Yijun's face twitched, and he said angrily with a toothache on his face: "Except for the three princes, he insists on beating everyone else. Don't I have to help him beat him first? He is the assistant manager of the military affairs of the capital. I have just taken up my new job, if I don't help, won't things in the Beijing camp get dirty again?"
After he finished speaking, he sighed: "The Beijing camp has been corrupted for more than a hundred years. Various systems have been changed and changed over the years, but there is still no sign of improvement. Last time in the suburbs When we welcomed Qiuzhen's triumphant return, I discovered that compared with the soldiers and horses in the Beijing camp and the soldiers and horses that Qiuzhen carried in the battle... Don't look at it better, the spirit is completely different. You are I don’t know, I had an idea in my mind that day.”
"What did the emperor have in mind?" Chen Ju, as an excellent admirer, naturally accepted the words immediately and handed them back.
"I suddenly thought that if Qiuzhen was an enemy general, his thousands of troops might have captured me in one charge among two or three armies, just like the Civil War..."
Chen Ju was startled when he heard this. He originally thought that the emperor was thinking, "What if all my hundreds of thousands of troops in the capital could have such a strong army?" But who knew that this would be the case? He panicked and said hurriedly: " Your Majesty, Gao Gongbao has been loyal to generations, and he is yours again..."
"Oh, I know!" Zhu Yijun waved his hand: "It's not that I doubt him, I just thought for a moment that the disparity between the two armies is so big at first glance!"
Chen Ju breathed a sigh of relief and was about to apologize when Gao Pragmatic had already arrived. Originally, the procedures for foreign ministers to meet the emperor were very cumbersome. They had to wait for the summons outside the palace gate, and almost half an hour passed before meeting the emperor. However, Gao pragmatism is a special case. Zhu Yijun had previously issued a decree, allowing Gao pragmatism to go to Wenhua Hall on his own without being notified - Wenhua Hall was the place where their monarchs and ministers had studied together since childhood.
At that time, there was opposition from the Yan Guan Shangshu, but Zhu Yijun immediately criticized it personally and retorted with the words "The king regards his ministers as his brothers and feet, and his ministers regard the king as their heart and soul." He also gave the Yan Guan "a slap in the face" The big hat of "destroying the monarch and his ministers" came and he was demoted to a foreign position, and the world was finally clean.
As soon as Gao Pingshi entered the door, he was about to step forward and salute, when Zhu Yijun walked over quickly, stretched out his hand to hold him, and asked hurriedly: "What happened?"
Gao Pingshi was stunned for a moment and said in surprise: "What happened?"
Zhu Yijun was also stunned: "Aren't you here to ask for an order to give them a blow?"
Only then did Gao Pragmatic react and said with a smile: "Your Majesty, you are overly worried. Although I assist you in managing the military affairs as the Minister of War, it is different from leading troops to fight. What is there to do that is worthy of intimidating others? Besides, if it really involves military law, There is no room for me to go back to the palace to ask for orders! Your Majesty, this military law cannot be as slow and leisurely as the court's deliberations. When it is time to fight, it must be struck immediately. When it is time to kill, it must be killed immediately. As long as there is a slightest hesitation, It could lead to defeat."
Zhu Yijun said in surprise: "Have you ever killed a general before a formation?"
Gao pragmatically shook his head: "No."
"Then you said you were so decisive in killing. I thought you had killed someone before. I just asked why I didn't remember such a thing."
Gao pragmatic smiled and said: "I haven't killed you because I am more convenient than ordinary people. They are afraid of the emperor, so they are also afraid of me, so I don't have to kill people, and they don't dare to disobey orders, that's all. "
Zhu Yijun felt comfortable hearing this and laughed: "A fox is pretending to be a tiger? Haha, your self-effacement is quite unique."
Gao Pragmatic just smiled but didn't answer. Zhu Yijun then said: "Okay, since you are not asking me to help with the planning, then you must have other important things to come to the palace so late. Let's talk about it." He pointed to the chair next to him and said: "Sit down. Tell me, I was spinning in circles just now and my feet were tired."
Only then did Gao Pragmatic realize that Zhu Yijun's walking posture was unnatural, and he frowned and said, "The emperor has a foot disease again? But there is no reason to stop talking?"
At this time, Zhu Yijun had returned to the throne and sat down. After hearing this, he replied: "I wrote a good calligraphy yesterday afternoon. I was very happy. I drank 20 taels of wine in the evening... You said this thing is really good. After two ounces of wine, my feet are swollen today." As he spoke, he stretched out his right foot and turned his ankle in the air in a very emperor-like manner.
Gao Pragmatic immediately frowned and said: "Your Majesty, the things you should be careful about are Qi, Zhan and Ji. The health of the Emperor is related to the world. Since I heard about it, I have to give advice..."
Zhu Yijun had a wry smile on his face: "Okay, okay, I understand this, and I understand your kindness. I will pay attention to it in the future and try to drink as little as possible - let's talk business first."
Chen Ju watched in amazement and thought to himself: This is what Gao Guanzheng can do with his advice. If it were anyone else, why wouldn't the emperor just say, "I have my own sense of proportion"?
However, Gao Pragmatic is not someone who likes to talk all the time. Since the emperor said he would pay attention to it in the future, he did not say much and turned to business: "Your Majesty, there are only 40,000 soldiers left in the Beijing camp."
The emperor was really surprised: "How come there are so few? After the Gengxu Revolution in the World Temple, the capital camp was reorganized several times, and there were several recruitment exercises, why are there fewer and fewer?"
Gao Pragmatic looked as usual and asked: "The late Emperor and Your Majesty held several grand reviews. In which one did the number exceed 30,000 people?"
Zhu Yijun said in astonishment: "That's because they said that 30,000 people would be enough for the grand parade. They said that the Beijing camp should control the key passes around the capital, and they couldn't use it too much just for a mere military parade... or something like that."
Gao Pragmatic coughed lightly and said: "There are indeed some troops stationed in important places around the capital, but I have read the case files a few days ago. Those soldiers are all squad soldiers, mostly from Shaanxi and Datong."
Zhu Yijun was so angry that his face was livid, he slapped the armrest and said angrily: "Hundreds of thousands of people are registered, but in fact there are only 40,000? Why do they spend so much money from the imperial court every year!"
Gao pragmatic remained silent. Anyway, everything said was in vain, including the emperor's anger, which was also meaningless, because even if everyone knew that the money was spent completely in vain, it still had to be spent.
Because the Beijing camp cannot be chaotic.
What to do if there is a mess? Moved the border troops into the guard and suppressed the Beijing camp?
What a great idea! What a great idea! Yuan Shao also encouraged He Jin to do this, so Dong Zhuo went to Beijing.
You don’t care what kind of shit the Beijing camp is in, but as long as it is still “registered with hundreds of thousands,” the border troops from all over the country generally don’t dare to have any other ideas. But the premise is that border troops from all over the country must not gather together to enter Beijing. Otherwise, once the truth is known, some things will not be easy to say.
The reason why the Ming Dynasty's current armies are all drawn from various places in the east and west, and each army only has about 3,000 people at most, is because they want to prevent the border troops from acting recklessly after entering Beijing. If they do whatever they want and the court can't control them, then everything will be revealed.
Nowadays, the frontier army from all over the country generally views the Beijing camp as "using oneself to judge others." For example, the Liaodong frontier army has about 200,000 registered soldiers. In fact, it is more reliable to have 70,000 to 80,000, and the highest number can actually be 120,000. Up and down (a small number of them have no field combat capabilities at all), so the generals in Liaodong generally think that the Beijing camp still has an actual strength of 240,000 to 50,000.
As for combat effectiveness, the border troops did not particularly underestimate the Jingying camp because they felt that the Jingying camp was well-equipped and well-paid, so they thought that although this army must have less actual combat experience, it should still be willing to fight at the critical moment. ——If you have good equipment and high treatment, then you are a servant. How can a servant not be strong?
Other towns' speculations about the Beijing camp were generally the same.
Of course, there are two more important reasons why the border troops do not rebel: It is useless for the border troops to rebel in one town. The Ming Dynasty has "Nine Borders" in northern Xinjiang alone. It is useless for you to start an uprising in one town. How about taking action from Jingying?
What's more, the Ming Dynasty used civil society to control military affairs. The governors and military preparations did not issue orders, and the generals did not dare to mobilize troops at will. How could they rebel? I'm afraid that before the news reached the soldiers' ears, the commander-in-chief himself had lost his head.
In the last years of Chongzhen's reign, why was it that the emperor was increasingly unable to mobilize his troops, killing the ministers one by one, but did not even dare to move the general soldiers who had only a few thousand soldiers under his command? Because the obedient direct lineage is gone by force, and the remaining people are all old youtiaos. If you expect to use one old youtiao to fight another old youtiao, they won't fight even if you think so.
At that time, the central government's finances collapsed, and the civil servants were increasingly unable to supervise the military officials (they could no longer use military rations and military pay to choke their necks, and they had to plunder on their own), so the situation was out of control, so that on the eve of the fall of the capital, Chongzhen thought The soldiers and horses near the capital were gathered in the capital to defend the city, but in the end, even Tang Tong, who only had a few thousand men and horses in his hands, could not mobilize them.
It is only the first year of Wanli, and of course these situations have not occurred, but everyone understands the truth: no matter how "bad" the Jingying thing is, it is better than "chaos".
So Zhu Yijun became discouraged not long after he was angry, and said listlessly: "What should we do now? What's the use of a capital camp of 40,000 people? This is how Mr. Gao and your uncle and nephew have appeased Tumut. , if Tumote is still as prone to invade the south as he was in Shimiao’s later years, then if Xuanda and Ji Liao are slightly negligent, won’t there be another Gengxu Rebellion?”
"So the situation in Beijing camp must be improved." Gao pragmatic sighed and said: "Even though it is unlikely that disasters like the Gengxu Revolution will happen again, the emperor also knows that the disasters in these years seem to have They are becoming more frequent, and the disasters seem to be getting more severe.
Although the capital has not been seriously affected so far, it is just the reputation of "hundreds of thousands of troops in the capital camp" taken by the refugees and bandits. But reputation is never something that can be relied upon. Once there are refugees who are really desperate for their lives. The bandits are attacking Shenjing, but the Jingying camp is unable to suppress it. It even requires a large-scale invasion of the border troops. Then... the situation will be out of control. "
Zhu Yijun looked troubled and suddenly said: "Please tell me the truth. Now that the disasters are increasing, have I really lost my morality? But after thinking about it, I don't think I have lost my morality so much." That’s the point, right?”
"The way of heaven is constant, and the movement of the Zhou Dynasty is not in danger. It will not survive because of Yao, nor will it perish because of Jie." Gao pragmatically said calmly: "I don't talk about strange forces that mess up the gods, and I never believe in any divine inspiration. Although there are many natural disasters, they are not without rules. , but this law has nothing to do with the emperor's lack of morality or anything like that."
This is the power of the "Six-headed Number One Scholar". When Heavenly Being sensed that this theory had been used for a long time, he dared to express his disdain clearly. After so many years of cultivating hope and prestige, there must be some results. There may be many people who dare to rebel against authority throughout the ages, but the only one who can truly succeed in rebelling against authority is almost always another authority.
Gao Wuchen now seems to be somewhat authoritative.
Zhu Yijun perked up after hearing this statement and asked: "There are still patterns in natural disasters? This is quite new. Is there any evidence?"
Gao pragmatically gave a few examples to illustrate the problem of the Little Glacier Cycle (to avoid being criticized for the word count, I will omit this), and gave a general explanation of this thing that future generations cannot guarantee to be correct.
Zhu Yijun was convinced after hearing this - maybe he just wanted to refute the "immorality theory", so he immediately applauded loudly: "I wonder why God is so short-sighted and thinks I am immoral? Co-authoring has nothing to do with me. What's the matter! I think what you said makes sense, 'Heaven and earth are unkind and treat all things as stupid dogs', how can God care about this!"
However, Gao Pragmatic will not continue this time, because continuing this topic will cause some other troubles, such as "the emperor replaces the herdsmen". If you have nothing to do with God... This is a bit encouraging everyone to "the emperor, the one with strong soldiers and horses" "for it" means.
This is a bit politically incorrect.
Fortunately, Zhu Yijun was not stupid. He stopped talking when he saw Gao Pragmatic. He quickly understood and immediately changed the topic and asked: "I'm going too far. Where did I just talk? Oh, the Beijing camp needs to be rectified, right? To rectify...what are you going to do? Recruit troops again?"
"Soldiers must be recruited, but that is only a part, and it may not be the most important part." Gao pragmatically said: "I have an idea to completely separate soldiers, craftsmen, and farmers."
Zhu Yijun was stunned: "What do you mean?"
Gao Pragmatic raised his hands and said: "What I mean is that I want to reorganize the current Beijing camp and even the military households under the jurisdiction of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion. Without changing the nature of the entire military household, I want to subdivide it into 'war soldiers'." ', 'peasant soldiers' and 'craftsman soldiers'. The war soldiers are only responsible for training and preparing for war, the peasant soldiers are responsible for military field reclamation, and the craftsmen soldiers are responsible for various engineering operations-including those miscellaneous tasks currently assigned by the Ministry of Industry."
Zhu Yijun suddenly realized what he meant. He thought about it and asked again: "How to arrange the soldiers specifically?"
Gao Pragmatic said with an expressionless expression: "We have taken over the three battalions and announced that we will recruit elites from the three battalions to train the Imperial Guards. The first batch of Imperial Guards is tentatively set at 60,000 people."
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