Compassion does not control soldiers and loving soldiers is like a son may seem contradictory and opposite, but in fact they mean the same thing.
On the battlefield that determines fate, Ci does not control the troops and cannot retreat no matter what, because behind the army are the people of the Ming Dynasty. Only by loving the soldiers like children on weekdays can we fulfill the role of a violent machine in major battles. There is a mission.
The emperors of the Ming Dynasty, Zhu Di, Renzong Zhu Gaochi, and Xuanzong Zhu Zhanji, were all able to go to the capital camp for several years to conduct military parades. However, Yingzong Zhu Qizhen stopped doing this because he ascended the throne at the age of nine. In the Battle of Tumubao, the combat effectiveness of the Daming Jingying Camp was far less than before, so defeat became a matter of course.
Military operations have always been like this. No matter what the outcome is, there is only one purpose of military operations, and that is victory.
Zhu Yijun didn't want his soldiers to take risks, because he loved his soldiers like his sons, and it was also for economic reasons. In the Ming Dynasty, silver had formed barriers in major cities, and it would take some time to digest it. The worsted woolen fabrics of the Ming Dynasty could reflect the liquidity of silver. When the price of worsted woolen goods rises steadily, it means that the liquidity of silver is declining. When the price of worsted woolen goods fluctuates violently, it means that the liquidity of silver is increasing. If the price of worsted woolen goods plummets, it means that the liquidity of silver is increasing. The Ming Dynasty’s monetary policy was sound.
The Ming Dynasty's demand for silver was unlimited, like a glutton eating as much as it wanted, but the digestion speed, that is, the speed of silver circulation from the city to the countryside, needed to be controlled.
Zhu Yijun is the biggest trader in the worsted woolen market. The slowdown in the inflow of silver is not entirely a bad thing for the Ming Dynasty.
"Wait a minute. If the big ships from the West don't come within five years, our big ships from the Ming Dynasty will go there. Ocean-crossing ships can indeed cross the ocean, but the Ming Dynasty does not have enough crew to operate the ships to cross the ocean." Zhu Yijun looked at Deng Zilong made his final decision.
He looked at Deng Zilong's slightly puzzled expression and further explained: "The old case of the Seven Voyages to the Western Ocean contains many maps of how to lead stars across the ocean. We can completely digest these, update the needle map, and combine the known routes After digestion, explore again.”
"Captain Antonio gave a lot of treasures, but his most precious navigation experience was not shared. This is an area that needs to be explored by ourselves."
"General, what do you think Antonio's chances of winning are when he competes for the throne of Portugal?"
Deng Zilong understood the reason why His Majesty would not explore the Great Ocean for the time being. The Ming Dynasty had its own mature shipping routes. The maps of crossing the oceans left by Zheng He still had guiding significance for current maritime trade. The Ming Dynasty needed to digest these charts. Get to know the ocean better before exploring and adventuring.
"He should be able to win. He has obtained twelve five-masted ships!" Deng Zilong is very optimistic about Antonio. With the investment of the Ming Emperor, Antonio's success rate will be further improved when he competes for the throne in the West.
"I think it will be difficult for him to succeed." Zhu Yijun is not optimistic about Antonio's journey. Felipe II's military virtue is extremely strong and his army is very capable. Antonio only has the support of civilians, but where are these civilians? ? In the struggle for the throne, how much influence does the support of the common people have?
This battle situation cannot be controlled by twelve five-masted ships crossing the ocean.
Deng Zilong actually understands His Majesty's pessimism very well. The reason is very simple. Antonio's foundation is very weak.
Deng Zilong chatted with His Majesty for a long time, and then left Xiyuan. Deng Zilong will stay in the capital for half a month, and then return to Luzon after his ship is repaired.
Zhu Yijun took out a miscellaneous newspaper, and an article in it caught Zhu Yijun's attention, discussing whether to start another war with Anda Khan.
Huang Yuezhong, a Kunmingshan native, opposed another war against Anda Khan. The starting point of his objection was that the Ming Dynasty continued to invest in the conquest of Anda Khan, which in turn increased the value of Anda Khan.
The mutual conquest between the Ming Dynasty and Anda Khan lasted for a full twenty-five years during the Jiajing and Longqing years. On this card table, every time the Ming Dynasty placed chips, Anda Khan used military victories to gain more with small gains. The chips raised his own worth.
After Longqing negotiated peace, Anda Khan could no longer increase his worth through military games with the Ming Dynasty. Moreover, with the rise of the peacemaking faction represented by Sanniangzi, Anda Khan's worth continued to decline amid internal strife. If the Ming Dynasty continued to invest , is undoubtedly an opportunity for Anda Khan to play the game, or a reason to regain complete control of the Ming Dynasty.
Huang Yuezhong's point of view was very novel, and Zhu Yijun found that what he said made sense.
Anda Khan rarely suffered defeats during his military life, and he only suffered a few losses from Ma Fang and Qi Jiguang. If war breaks out between the Ming Dynasty and Anda Khan again, Anda Khan's military talents can be brought into play. By then, things will change. Instead, it became unfavorable to Ming Dynasty.
Huang Yuezhong's idea is to wait until Anda Khan dies. Anda Khan is already very old. As long as he waits for Anda Khan to die, the main fighting faction in Beilu will become leaderless. At that time, it is best. Before the opportunity comes, Ming Dynasty should be prepared and train enough cavalry.
For this miscellaneous report, Zhu Yijun asked Yu Dayou, Qi Jiguang and Tan Lun to study it. Even Tan Lun, the most radical, was a little moved by Huang Yuezhong's statement. Your Majesty is only seventeen years old. You can wait, but I'm sorry. He is already old, so old that he cannot effectively contain the headquarters.
Qi Jiguang believes that what Huang Yuezhong said is not unreasonable. The main reason is that the Ming Dynasty can't do anything now. Without cavalry, the crusade against Anda Khan is to send food to Anda Khan and to send military and political capital to Anda Khan. The same is true. It is also the reason and excuse to send economic blackmail to Anda Khan.
The training of war horses is not to put the horses on the grassland and then select them to get war horses. If you do that, no matter how good the horse is, it will have a big head, thick neck, short ears, short body, short legs and poor endurance. It is said that the horse is actually very similar to the donkey in body shape. To breed war horses, you need a good stallion with a large frame and strong endurance. Then you need to raise it with grain for a few years, cross it with similar good horses, and then select from the offspring.
The training of war horses takes a very long time. The formation of the Ming cavalry is not slow. It depends on whether Anda Khan dies of illness first or whether the Ming cavalry has strong combat effectiveness first.
The content of another miscellaneous newspaper is a civilian newspaper, which contains some interesting cases that make people laugh.
There was a wealthy family in Xicheng whose surname was Zou. Zou Dalang was the only son of the family. Because he was stupid, he never got a wife. A matchmaker came to propose marriage. The mother-in-law had a hard time, but she couldn't see her new daughter-in-law. As a result, she paid After paying one hundred and twenty taels of silver, I still haven’t seen the other girl.
The old mother of the Zou family felt something was wrong, so she went to the Shuntian Mansion Yamen to report the case. After an investigation, she found that the matchmaker, mother-in-law, and new daughter-in-law were all pretended by the matchmaker herself, playing the role of a triangle, and deceived Zou Dalang and his family into traveling around. This was a lie, Zou The old mother wanted to pursue the case, but Zou Dalang refused. Instead, Zou Dalang wanted to marry the man as promised by the matchmaker.
This matchmaker is twenty-four years old. She has lost her husband, is a mature woman, and still has her charm. Zou Dalang insists on marrying her. This matchmaker doesn’t want to be exiled, so she has no choice but to marry. As a result, after just two months of marriage, Zou Dalang is overworked and will soon die. The wind is dead!
This suddenly became a strange case. The old mother of the Zou family was crying, the new daughter-in-law was also crying, and the Prime Minister of Shuntian Mansion, Yi E, was a little stupid. How to judge this?
What's more interesting is that the old mother of the Zou family later went to the Yamen to close the case because the new daughter-in-law of the Zou family, the matchmaker, was pregnant. The old mother of the Zou family felt that she had descendants, and the new daughter-in-law actually gave birth to a son. .
Zhu Yijun likes to read miscellaneous newspapers very much, especially this people's newspaper, which does not talk about current affairs and only cares about people's lives. It is Zhu Yijun's favorite miscellaneous newspaper.
"Have there been no movement among the wealthy households in Xitucheng since Yao Guangqi left?" Zhu Yijun asked about the Zheshe households who migrated to Xitucheng. The departure of Yao Guangqi, a representative figure, has caused the cohesion of the wealthy households in Xitucheng. dropped a lot.
"Your Majesty, people like Yao Guangqi are not easy to find. He has been fighting with Wang Qian for so long, and he never loses. He can occasionally take advantage of it. There are only so many rich families in Xitucheng, so it is impossible to find such a person again. ." Feng Bao explained with a smile.
What Yao Guangqi did was, at best, fighting for the right to speak for the wealthy households in Xitucheng. At worst, it was testing on the verge of death. Fortunately, the Ming Emperor was a reasonable man and didn't put a few shit basins on Yao Guangqi's head. Otherwise Yao Guangqi would have died long ago.
There are not many people like this in the first place, and there are even fewer people who dare to have such a leader in a wealthy family in Xitucheng.
Zhu Yijun hoped that there would be a few figures like Zhang Siwei and Cheng Ji in Xitucheng. Zhang Siwei ordered the servants to enter the palace and burn the palace, while Cheng Ji used swords to attack and stab them in the back, and the emperor died in his chariot. middle.
In this way, the contradiction directly intensifies to an irreconcilable state, and then the mild civil struggle can be directly upgraded to a violent fight to counter the rebellion, and the entire Xitucheng will be razed to the ground.
Obviously, the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty was very radical in this regard, and the wealthy households in Xitucheng were not stupid. They moved wealthy households to enrich the capital. This was because the Ming Dynasty treated the wealthy households somewhat poorly and relocated them to their new homes. These wealthy households have lived there for generations. The Fourteenth Mansion of Nanya was ordered by the emperor to move my family here. Your court asked me to move my family, and I obeyed the order. Your court still wanted to kill my whole family. That would be a great loss of faith for the country.
The wealthy families who migrated here knew very well that as long as they did not make any principled mistakes, the Ming court had no reason to punish them excessively.
Everyone thought that Deng Zilong came to the capital to ask the emperor for a five-masted transoceanic ship. The atmosphere inside and outside the capital was still very peaceful. Everyone was less interested in Luzon, an isolated vassal state, than in Luzon. There are countless similar rumors such as the surnamed Guo has 108 concubines in Luzon, the surnamed Guo has countless gold and silver mountains in Luzon, the surnamed Guo is the illegitimate son of the old Zhu family, and so on.
Soon, no one cared about what Deng Zilong was going to do when he came to Beijing, because the price of worsted wool began to fall. It was originally thought to be a technical adjustment, but soon, the price of worsted wool plunged four times in one day. While all the speculators holding silk coins were still wondering why they suddenly plummeted, a piece of news spread like wildfire.
This year, the overseas sailing ships were unable to arrive as scheduled, and the news that the silver inflow was about to be cut in half spread throughout the capital as if it had grown wings. At this time, everyone knew why the price of worsted woolen goods had plummeted.
The Jin Party, headed by Wang Chonggu, had already left the market at the beginning of last year, because luxury households like Wang Chonggu are very afraid of risks. Violent price fluctuations do represent profits, but they also represent huge risks. And some large households, in advance, After receiving the news, when Zhu Yijun started to smash the market, he shipped the goods together. The price of one foot of worsted wool plummeted from seventeen silver to seven silver. After a brief rise, it plummeted to three silver the next day. the point.
Zhu Yijun held a large amount of worsted wool, and he chose to ship it directly to hit the market. In fact, he was telling all speculators that if they didn't sell, they would have nothing to do with it.
On the fourth day of April in the seventh year of Wanli, when the trading house on the first floor of Yanxing Building opened, countless speculators poured into the first floor of Yanxing Building and began to put their worsted woolen products up for sale. The panic caused by this plunge , allowing prices to dip again.
Emperor Zhu Yijun of the Ming Dynasty quietly came to Yanxing Tower with a group of people in the afternoon. He looked at the human tragedy on the first floor with a calm expression. He did not pity these speculators because everyone regarded Yanxing Tower as a A big gambling house, everyone here is a gambler.
"The price is still too expensive. Back then, a foot of cloth cost only seven taels of silver. Now there are still 2 taels and one tael of silver. It's still too expensive." Zhu Yijun stood on the railing, looking at the human tragedy, and facing Zhang Juzheng and Wang Chonggu, He said in a rather cold tone.
This plate needs to be smashed.
"Your Majesty, the hearts of the people are so weak that they know that today will definitely happen, but they are sure that I will not be the unlucky one in the end. They beat the drum and pass the flowers around, but in the end the flowers still fall into their own hands." Zhang Juzheng looked at the despair of those people and showed no sign of it at all. He said with satisfaction.
Wang Chonggu's face was extremely complicated. He smiled and said: "Your Majesty, these people have reached out to the poor coolies, and it is time for them to despair."
Zhu Yijun's behavior of smashing the market was not a temporary act, but a rule set at the beginning of the worsted woolen business. Zhu Yijun and Wang Chonggu said that once these speculators reach out to the people, he will turn the tables Lifted, and these speculators are really ready to reach out to the people.
The smallest trading unit of worsted woolen cloth was one foot. Ordinary people in the Ming Dynasty were definitely unable to afford it. However, speculators were selling a kind of cloth tickets in cloth shops. Ten of these cloth tickets could be exchanged for one foot of fine cloth. Wool spinning, when this kind of business first appeared, Zhu Yijun launched a sell-off, coupled with the negative news that the Thai-Western sailing ship could not arrive at the port as scheduled, the dual effects triggered this terrible sell-off.
Zhu Yijun did not interfere too much with the worsted woolen cloth. As a banker, he would naturally not lose money, and he rarely interfered with price fluctuations. However, this game of drumming and passing flowers cannot change from the carnival of speculators to the hard work of the poor. Spend all your money on gambling.
"Who are those people?" Zhu Yijun frowned, looking at the gate of Yanxing Tower, he saw a group of people wearing silk and satin pouring into the trading house.
Feng Bao immediately whispered a few words into the ear of a small yellow door, and the small yellow door walked downstairs and disappeared around the corner of the stairs.
Zhu Yijun immediately realized that the entry of new players had caused the price of worsted wool to plummet. In addition to the panic caused by the emperor's market crash and bad news, there was another reason: the big players in this market had less money in their hands. .
But now, new big players have begun to enter the market, and new money has entered the market.
"How much worsted wool is there today? Let's eat it all." As soon as these people entered the door, the leader took out a handful of banknotes, put them on the table and shouted to the waiter at the counter. .
The waiter said with a smile on his face: "May I ask where you guys are from? There is a lot of worsted wool today."
"You're just opening a business, why are you asking about your background? I have a lot of money!" The man said impatiently: "I'm not the master, I just use money to do things, so just call me Huang San."
"Master Huang San, please come here." The waiter immediately understood that this Huang San was a pseudonym. His identity was probably the housekeeper of a wealthy family, or he might be the broker and comprador of a bank. Yanxing Building was open for business. There is no reason to extrapolate.
Huang San's triangular eyes hung upside down, with a fierce light looming, and the look was born from his heart. Huang San was indeed ruthless in doing things, and he never showed mercy in his life. He held millions of silver in his hands. These silvers did not belong to him, but were behind his back. Some Zheshe households gave it to him. Huang San has been waiting for the opportunity. Now the price of worsted wool has plummeted to the point where he thinks it is appropriate to enter the market.
Huang San followed the waiter into the side room. Not long after, the price of the worsted woolen cloth began to rise. From two liang to one qian per square foot, it immediately soared to seven liang and four qian. The rise in prices made the entire The atmosphere in the trading house became more cheerful. The people who originally listed the shares immediately chose to delist them, and the price became higher.
"Your Majesty, this person's name is Huang Zhaoxun, nicknamed Huang San. He is from Haining, Zhejiang. Behind this person is the Chen family of Haining. It started with Chen Shiliang in the Later Tang Dynasty and originated in the early Southern Song Dynasty. At that time, Concubine Wu, the favorite concubine of Emperor Gaozong of the Song Dynasty, was seriously ill. The ancestor of the Chen family was The imperial doctor, with his skillful rejuvenation, was given the royal fan in front of him. He served as an official in the Hanlin Academy, where he was awarded the title of Golden Purple Doctor. He supervised the internal and external medical staff and prospered so far." Feng Bao told His Majesty exactly what he had learned.
"Medicine seller." Zhu Yijun immediately understood the origin of this family.
Those who sell laughter can't outsell those who sell medicine, and those who sell medicine can't outsell those who sell sugar. The business of selling medicine is much more profitable than selling laughter, which shows that his family background is really rich.
And this Huang San is the family dog of the Chen family in Haining. He is also the comprador broker for the wealthy immigrants in Xitucheng. The worsted woolen business has obviously been coveted by these wealthy immigrants for a long time, and now the opportunity has finally come.
Panic was contained and the price of silk coins began to stabilize.
"Your Majesty, do you want to continue putting out silk coins?" Feng Bao asked hesitantly. It is up to His Majesty to decide whether to continue to smash the market or not.
"Don't worry, just play with him. Not many people know about the news that the big sailing ship will not arrive as scheduled this year. I want to see how long he can be stable." Zhu Yijun stretched out a hand to signal Feng Bao There is no need to worry, panic has not reached its peak yet, and the current wave of selling has not reached its peak either.
Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and said, "Tishuai, ask someone to spread the news."
"I obey the order." Zhao Mengyou obeyed the leader's order and left. The efficiency of passive dissemination of news was far less fast than that of active dissemination, and various versions of the news gradually appeared.
The news that the large sailing ship had not arrived in port quickly turned into the fact that the Ming Dynasty was defeated by the Hongmao Fan in Nanyang. Not one tael of silver would flow into the Ming Dynasty this year.
Speculators in the Ming Dynasty had long been aware of the relationship between worsted woolen goods and silver inflows. After learning the news, more people poured into the trading houses.
Huang San has been sitting in the trading house. As he said, he took all the worsted wool in Yanxing Building today. However, even with him sitting here, the price of worsted wool is still the same. At a speed visible to the naked eye, it plummeted downwards. When the market closed in the evening, the silk currency closed at three or two and five yuan per foot.
In the afternoon of the next day, Zhu Yijun came to Yanxing Tower. Huang San was still there and the price was still dropping.
"He panicked. He probably didn't have enough money to cover his expenses." Zhu Yijun leaned on the back of his chair and said with a smile: "First try his silver by smashing a thousand horses."
The price of worsted woolen was six cents lower than yesterday, reaching twenty-two-nine cents, and Zhu Yijun sold a thousand pieces, each fifty feet, and these thousand pieces were worth one hundred and forty-five thousand silver.
When a thousand pieces of worsted wool were thrown down, Huang San was obviously a little panicked. He was sweating profusely, but he still managed to eat the thousand pieces of worsted wool with great difficulty.
Zhu Yijun already knew that Huang San's pocket was about to bottom out. In addition to Zhu Yijun, the banker who was smashing the market, there were also a large number of speculators who were panicking and listed the stock for sale, and they were smashing the market together.
"Sir, some words are not so absolute. He said that the Zheshe households in the Ming Dynasty had a universal tacit understanding. But sir, you see, they no longer have such a tacit understanding. When disaster strikes, couples can fly separately, let alone this tacit understanding. "Zhu Yijun looked at Zhang Juzheng and threw a boomerang.
Zhang Juzheng has eaten too many boomerangs over the years, so what does it matter? The general tacit understanding among Zheshe households is real, but now in this difficult situation, they all have a very tacit understanding to seek self-protection and seek happiness for themselves.
Indeed, according to the general tacit understanding, all Zheshe households should stop selling at this time, let the price stabilize, then find someone to take over, and sell the inventory bit by bit. This household thinks so, and so does that household. They all think so. Thinking about it, everyone wants to get rid of the trap.
"Throw another two thousand horses." Zhu Yijun said to Feng Bao very calmly.
When two thousand pieces of worsted wool appeared on the trading house's listing, Huang San stood up suddenly. He had been walking back and forth. He had to make a decision now. If the two thousand pieces went down, the price would be It has touched the bottom line of his position yesterday. If he continues to buy, if the price still fails to stabilize, he will be killed by his boss!
Huang San's face was sweating more and more. He slammed the table and still wanted to eat.
Seeing Huang San's reaction, Zhu Yijun said to Feng Bao: "Throw another five thousand horses."
Seeing this, Zhang Juzheng frowned and asked, "How much worsted wool does your Majesty have in your hands?"
"About 15,000 pieces." Zhu Yijun answered his question truthfully. He prepared a total of nearly 20,000 pieces of worsted woolen cloth this time. He could not accurately control the price of worsted woolen cloth, but he could definitely guarantee it. , he can stop this game.
As soon as the number of five thousand horses was hung out, Huang San collapsed to the ground. He knew that everything was over. In the final feast of worsted wool, he became meat on the chopping board.
When Huang San was in a hurry to put the inventory in his hand up for sale, Zhu Yijun suddenly sold out a terrifying amount of 10,000 horses. The price of worsted woolen goods dropped from 2 liang to 1 qian to 7 yuan. At this point, this time the smashing operation is finally over.
Huang San was sitting in the corner blankly. Until now, he couldn't figure out one thing, which was why the dealer wanted to smash the market.
The owners of Yanxing Tower can more or less guess who the luxury households in the capital are. It is either Huangzhuang or Quanchu Guild Hall, so the dealer of worsted woolen cloth is either the emperor or Zhang Juzheng.
Huang San couldn't understand why the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty or Zhang Juzheng was willing to ruin this business. The price of worsted woolen cloth was more than ten silver per foot. The official factory of Ming Dynasty woolen cloth made a tingling profit, while the trading house sold it at three thousandths. The commission made Yan Xinglou earn a lot of money, and the worsted woolen business was a cornucopia!
And the banker was actually willing to smash this cornucopia!
This was completely beyond Huang San's expectations. Which gambling house owner would be willing to demolish a well-run gambling house?
Huang San thought that when the price was low enough, the banker would come forward to tell the truth. Huang San thought that the banker would not be willing to destroy this priceless cornucopia. But when the price touched seven coins per square foot, Huang San knew that today next year, probably It's my own memorial day.
Zhu Yijun once again glanced at the desperate faces of the speculators indifferently, and left with his hands behind his hands. The worsted woolen business was completely over from today on.
"Sir, you want to enrich the country and strengthen the army. I destroyed this trading house with my own hands. Don't blame me, sir." Zhu Yijun smashed a cornucopia with his own hands. He wanted to know Zhang Juzheng's opinion on this.
When Zhu Yijun smashed the market, Zhang Juzheng never expressed his opposition and allowed him, the emperor, to do whatever he wanted. Now that the cornucopia has been smashed, how does Zhang Juzheng judge?
"Your Majesty, I am presiding over the new policy in the name of enriching the country and strengthening the military. It is indeed necessary to amass profits, but it is better not to make some money." Zhang Juzheng bowed his head again and said: "Your Majesty, the people are the foundation of the country, and the foundation is the foundation of the country's peace. These Speculators, you should never, never let the common people of Dou Sheng participate in this."
The reason for smashing the cornucopia was to divide a foot of cloth into hundreds of pieces of cloth and appear. This business has reached this point, and the rich mining of Zheshehu has deteriorated, and there is no need to continue to exist here.
"Sir, you are righteous." Zhu Yijun knew Zhang Juzheng's temper very well. If he was really dissatisfied with the cornucopia being smashed, he would definitely say it to his face. In the 32nd year of Jiajing, the Taoist Master was even scolded by Zhang Juzheng in a memorandum. Zhang Juzheng His personality is like this, he really speaks out when he has something to say.
Wang Chonggu looked at the wailing speculators and showed a cruel smile.
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