Zhongjing.
In Changming Palace, various reports were carried out in an orderly manner.
Emperor Daxuan Ye Heng held his cheek with one hand and patiently watched the officials in the palace arguing over some policies, his thoughts wandering to unknown places.
Chen Luo, who liked to break things off, went to Dongcang, and Ye Dafu, who liked to cause trouble, returned to southern Xinjiang. Nowadays, Zhongjing seems to be less lively and everything is orderly again.
Thinking of this, Ye Heng frowned slightly again. This Chen Luo, I have sacrificed a prince for you. My wife is not even allowed to go to the kang now. Don't you know to come back and see me?
Yes, you are also a victim, but you are a junior and a minister. As a young man, shouldn't you give way to the emperor?
After all, you have been granted the title of Imperial Master, so you should come to Zhongjing to say thank you.
With a saintly master, do you now look down on yourself as the emperor?
There are also saints in my Ye family!
Convict you of disrespect...
Forget it, the saint of my Ye family also likes this kid, and I can't afford to offend him.
Now I heard that he was traveling all over the world and never returned to Dongcang. He only published "The Legend of the Eight Immortals" every three to five days. I don't know what he was busy with!
That update is enough for anyone to see!
"Your Majesty!" A cry brought Ye Heng's thoughts back to Changming Palace. . Ye Heng calmed down and glanced at Hou An, the chief minister next to him. Hou An understood the idea and immediately sent a message, concisely saying: "Weiwu Mansion sent a memorial. Because Wuhou's martial arts is prosperous, the armed forces in the north now have The explosive growth can be described as the whole nation becoming an army.”
"The demand for Confucian scholars below the sixth rank in the northern defense line has been greatly reduced. Too many Confucian scholars joining the army have increased the military expenditure in the north. The Prime Minister proposed to reduce the number of Confucian scholars below the sixth rank joining the army!"
Ye Heng realized that Prime Minister Wu had mentioned this matter in a separate letter to him before, but he didn't expect that it would go directly to the reporting process so quickly.
"I have approved this matter. The specific regulations will be handed over to the various ministries for discussion. Let's come up with a charter and discuss it together in the upper hall."
The official who reported the report raised his hand and said "yes", but quickly said: "Your Majesty, the Prime Minister has a new report."
Ye Heng frowned slightly: "But there are changes in the north? Tell me!"
The official hesitated for a moment and finally said: "The Prime Minister is asking us to disarm!"
As soon as this statement came out, the whole palace was in an uproar.
"Disarmament? What does the Prime Minister think?"
"Is there peace in the north? Why do you want to disarmament?"
"Disarmament, what to do with those disbanded troops? They are all heroes of our human race!"
Hou An spoke with spring thunder and stabilized the order in the court, but Ye Heng looked calm. He looked at the military official and said, "Elaborate."
The official took a deep breath and said loudly: "Xiang Wu, the martial arts of Wuhou is a change that our human race has not encountered in ten thousand years. A butterfly has the struggle to break out of its cocoon, and an eagle has the pain of breaking out of its shell. If you grasp the change, there will be pain. !”
"At present, the defense line of the Great Wall of Righteousness needs to be re-arranged, based on a wider range of martial arts warriors, supplemented by outstanding students graduating from martial arts schools, to reshape the war habits and battlefield pattern of the human race."
“This move cannot be achieved overnight, but we must fight for it day and night!”
"The fighting methods of Confucian scholars in the past are already inconsistent with the future. Remaining in the army with poverty will not only affect the promotion of the new military system, but also be a huge waste for them themselves."
"The Prime Minister of Wu please perform the following:"
"First, with the Weiwu Hall as the general leader and the Dongcang Martial Arts School as the leader, the martial arts schools will be popularized. Those who have a strong desire to stay in the army will study in the martial arts schools and be reorganized into the army after completing their studies."
"Second, those below the sixth grade, under the age of 20, or above the age of 60, should change their military status to civilian status and return to their original place of origin. The court needs to solve their worries and make arrangements for them."
"Third, retired officers and soldiers will be given priority for promotion if they are officials, tax exemptions will be given to businessmen, loans will be provided to workers, and fertile land will be allocated to farmers..."
Finally, the official said: "According to statistics from Weiwutang, disarmament is divided into three phases of five years. The number of disarmament in the first phase is 1.2 million!"
"Impossible!" As soon as the official finished speaking, an official from the Ministry of Household Affairs blurted out. Afterwards, the official from the Ministry of Household Affairs walked out of the array, cupped his hands to Ye Hengyi, and then looked at the official from the Ministry of Armed Forces, saying: "I have no objection to the Prime Minister's memorial, and I am also happy to see the heroes stationed on the Great Wall retire and enjoy happiness. However, everything has its consequences. Pros and cons.”
"My Daxuan literary style is at its peak. Do you know how many Confucian scholars leave the school every year?"
"The scientific examination is just a pinch-off. How many candidates can really take this path?"
"In the past, a large number of young people joined the army after finishing their studies. The Prime Minister said that you should have a choice in joining the army in the future, so naturally we have to find a way to guide the remaining Confucian students. This is also our responsibility. Even if it is difficult, we will try our best. Cooperate."
"But, disarmament? More than one million Confucian students will be laid off in the first phase. How can Daxuan bear it? Where will the future be for those young people?"
The military official looked at the household official, moved his lips, and said slowly: "Do you know why the military prime minister is so anxious to change the military system?"
"Because there are too many dead people."
"The battles below the sixth rank are filled with human lives. I was once a centurion. In my team, the highest cultivation level was me, the fifth rank master. Once, we ran into a With the thirty-man barbarian team, I fought to the death with the opponent's fifth-grade, but looking back, in order to completely wipe out those thirty barbarians, of my one hundred brothers, only twenty-one were left standing!"
"If we don't reorganize the military system and use new tactics, our brothers inside and outside the Great Wall will still have to use this method to resist!"
"Disarmament is to bring them back alive!"
"At the age of twenty-one, they still have great years. They can continue to study, and maybe another great Confucian will emerge among them!"
"They are over sixty years old, and they have been guarding the human race for half their lives. The Prime Minister does not want them to be wrapped in horse leather, or even have no bones left!"
"In terms of justice, disarmament is to give the northern front a stronger combat effectiveness! But in terms of friendship, aren't these laid-off soldiers heroes?"
"Why do you, Hubu, say that this is Daxuan's responsibility? It's obviously them who are responsible for Daxuan!"
The whole hall was silent.
Everyone knows that what these two people said is right.
However, just because they are right, people are silenced.
Suddenly, in the silence, there was a burst of laughter.
"Prime Minister Wen, what do you think?" Ye Heng looked along the laughter and saw that it was Prime Minister Wen Yan Baichuan with a smile on his face. He immediately felt at ease and asked quickly.
Yan Baichuan glanced around the civil and military forces of the dynasty, and finally his eyes paused on Zhou Zuofeng, and then he said: "I can't believe that one day our Daxuan will have to worry about too many Confucian students!"
"This shows that our Wenchang Pavilion is still useful."
Zhou Zuofeng frowned slightly: "Let's put your role aside for now. Let's talk about how to solve this problem first."
Yan Baichuan said softly: "Since the north doesn't need so many Confucian scholars, then go to the south."
Zhou Zuofeng shook his head: "If Prime Minister Wu reformed the military system, would King Jing not be able to move? Although they are in the north and south, the situation is generally the same."
Yan Baichuan waved his hand: "The south I'm talking about is not my Daxuan Southern Frontier, but the Southern Wilderness!"
"Southern Wilderness?" Zhou Zuofeng was stunned, and then said, "The Wolf Clan's Saint King Lang Mie unified the Wolf Clan this year, and brought some demon clans that were enemies of the human race to rise up in the Southern Wilderness to dehumanize them. There have been many people who preached Confucianism was persecuted and had no choice but to return to Daxuan!"
"Even countries such as Qingqiu that have good relations with the human race are unlikely to accept such a number of Confucian scholars entering the country, so..." At this point, Zhou Zuofeng suddenly stopped.
How could Literary Minister Yan Baichuan, who had always been the talisman of the court, come up with a suggestion that even a seventh-rank official could refute?
This stinky chess basket has a lot of chess pieces even though the chess quality is poor!
Something must have happened that the truth is unknown to!
Zhou Zuofeng looked at Yan Baichuan, who was very present, and said impatiently: "If you have anything to do, tell me immediately!"
Yan Baichuan smiled, saluted Ye Heng, and took out a letter from his sleeve——
"Your Majesty, this matter starts with a Bai Ze from the demon clan..."
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Mozhou, Fang family.
Fang Huaji's face glowed red, and he looked at the elders of the Fang family present, beaming with joy.
Ever since he received Fang Cunshan's reply early this morning, Fang Huaji has been extremely excited. If it weren't for the temperament of the acting head of the Fang family, he would have pulled all the Fang elders out of bed one by one to share his good news. .
Looking forward to, looking forward to, finally, the sun came out.
Fang Huaji immediately held a clan meeting and announced the news he had received.
Bai Ze, the demon clan that their Fang family strongly supported, turned out to be the dream disciple of the demon ancestor!
He actually wrote a wonderful article that can make the demon clan become a saint!
It actually got the approval of the Azure Dragon Emperor!
At first I thought it was Hetian jade, but it turned out to be He's jade!
Can you feel this pleasure?
Anyway, the entire Fang family felt refreshed, and the haze that had been suppressed by the bamboo forest for a long time seemed to have dissipated a lot.
At this moment, a messenger bluebird flew into the clan meeting hall and landed in Fang Huaji's hands.
Fang Huaji took the jade slip from the blue bird's mouth and read it quickly, his face even more joyful.
"Everyone, let me tell you some good news!" Fang Huaji stood up and said, "News from Beijing."
All the parents and elders sat upright one by one and listened attentively.
"Today's meeting has just ended and a major measure was passed!"
"Support and encourage Confucian disciples to go to Southern Wilderness to preach!"
"And the core of it is to agree with the Fangcun Mountain ally plan of Bai Mo, the master of Fangcun Mountain!"
"Now, all major aristocratic families and schools should have received the news and are preparing to contact the relevant demon clans. Daxuan will also send envoys to directly contact Fangcun Mountain!"
"The fortune of the Southern Wilderness and the merits of the Three Immortals are all before our eyes! Accumulated over the years, it will benefit no less than a million Confucian students!"
At this time, a great scholar from the Fang family stood up and said, "Master, our Fang family cannot fall behind. We should immediately organize the Fang family's children to go to the Southern Wilderness!"
"Didn't the letter say that there is Fangcun Academy? Our Fang family will send a great scholar there again to show our Fang family's support to Fangcun Mountain!"
"In addition, if the casual cultivator wants to go to the Southern Wilderness, our Fang family will also provide help! The greater Bai Mo's influence, the deeper the bond between our Fang family and him!"
Another old man also nodded: "Bring more raw materials, these things are rare in the demon clan, replenish Fangcun Mountain's inventory, and release greater goodwill to Bai Mo!"
"Find a way to share his luck and merits and help our Fang family's luck to a higher level!"
Everyone couldn't help but nod. At this time, Fang Huaping stood up and said: "Elders, eldest brother, and younger brother, I feel that there is another matter that is urgent!"
"Don't forget, everyone, our initial purpose of joining forces with Bai Mo was to suppress Chen Luo."
"I think the time is now ripe!"
"Other than Zhulin, Chen Luo's biggest reliance is the Daxuanmin newspaper. In my opinion, my Fang family can also run a newspaper for Bai Mo!"
"I read the latest fantastic article 'Nie Xiaoqian'. I can't feel its effect on warriors, but that story will definitely be able to compete with Chen Luo!"
Fang Huajie nodded. Whether he could suppress Chen Luo has become an assessment criterion for him as the head of the family. Although this suggestion was made by Fang Huaping, it was exactly what he had in mind.
"Okay, I'll accept all the suggestions just now."
"Second room, you are responsible for my family's mission to the Southern Wilderness!"
"Third room, you are responsible for contacting the imperial court and sponsoring the casual Confucian scholars to go to the Southern Wilderness!"
"Fourth Room, you are responsible for the new newspaper. Today at the earliest and tomorrow at the latest, I will have the new newspaper on sale!"
"Huaping, go to Fangcun Mountain in person to consolidate the relationship! If you need any gifts, go to the warehouse and pick them out yourself!"
"The remaining rooms will coordinate with the second, third, and fourth rooms!"
All the elders stood up one after another and saluted: "I will obey the order of the head of the family!"
Fang Huaji smiled with relief and sighed in his heart when he saw the Fang family united in front of him.
At this time, Fang Huaping asked again: "Master, please decide on the name of the new newspaper!"
Fang Huaji thought for a while and said meaningfully: "Let's call it 'Fang Bai United News'!"
"I hope our union with Bai Mo will last forever..."
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