Daming, Xi'an, Shaanxi.
Zhu Di, Xu Huizu, Liu Jun and others visited the ancient capital of Xi'an.
The army marched to Xi'an and was already exhausted. In addition to the forced march along the way, it was almost normal to march hundreds of miles a day, with few repairs. There is sufficient food and grass in Xi'an, enough for a hundred thousand troops to stay here for a while.
Zhu Di climbed up the city wall, looked at the distant mountains, thought for a long time, and said: "Brother has been here before."
Xu Huizu, Liu Jun and others didn't know how to answer the call, and they couldn't disturb Zhu Di's memory of Zhu Biao, so they had to stand aside and say nothing.
Zhu Di thought about it, if Zhu Biao had not left and if he had been in charge of the court, would the Ming Dynasty be as prosperous as it is today?
The eldest brother is a good old man and cares about his younger brothers. However, he seems to have been immersed in Confucianism for too long and is suitable to be a conservative king. Thinking about it, he shouldn't have the courage to conquer Annan in the south, take the Western Regions in the west, and declare war on the Japanese country in the east, right?
My nephew must be a monster.
Before he came to the throne, although he was a bit vicious, he was also very weak. He used to pretend that he was innocent and kind, and he still waved a dagger even though he couldn't hold a big knife in his hand.
I only have four words to describe him:
Timid scholar.
I have been looked down upon, disrespected, and unwilling to accept. I have experienced these.
But after he ascended the throne, his weakness and cowardice were swept away. His tyrannical momentum and sharp methods made him almost breathless. Especially because he was good at layout, building momentum, disintegration, and peeling off cocoons. He combined the strength he had accumulated over the years with The hard work is completely taken away.
In desperation, he could only bow his head.
Zhu Yunwen used his political talents and methods to tell himself time and time again that he was a qualified emperor.
Brother, your son has inherited your will. Although he did not choose Xi'an as the future capital of the Ming Dynasty, he chose Peiping. This is a good decision, and it is more suitable than Xi'an.
Your son is doing it for you. Rest in peace. I won’t bully him, and I don’t have the ability to bully him anymore. He has won the hearts of countless people and the people support him. In this era, It's his time. As an uncle, I should help him take care of his home.
Brother, I miss you a little.
Zhu Di stretched out his hand and touched the city wall, as if he wanted to trace Zhu Biao's figure from here. However, the years have passed and the old friend is no longer there.
Xu Huizu and Liu Jun saw that Zhu Di was distracted, so they walked aside to talk about the news from the capital. Liu Jun waved his arms angrily: "What did Fang Xiaoru think? Didn't he know that the sergeant at Yangjiang Station was killed, and he didn't know about the ship?" The craftsman has been snatched away, why are you talking about peace being the most important thing and being generous to others at this juncture?"
Xu Huizu kicked the city wall bricks and sighed: "This is not necessarily a bad thing for Fang Xiaoru. When the emperor was forced to issue an edict to punish himself, he was at the forefront. After the Yangjiang incident, he bucked the trend and wrote a letter. Now it's good Now that I have been dismissed from my official position by the imperial court, I can go home and study hard."
"It's a pity that a great scholar doesn't know the general trend of the world and the will of the people."
Liu Jun sighed.
Xu Huizu snorted coldly: "There are too many Confucian students. In the past few years, the Imperial College was full of nerds, with dull eyes and no vitality. Over the years, the Imperial College reform system has produced many smart-minded students. Let me say , Fang Xiaoru jumped out at this time, also because he wanted to stabilize the status of traditional Confucianism, and he did not hesitate to risk his own reputation and future..."
Liu Jun looked at Xu Huizu with admiration. This man had an unusual mind. As he said, many cultures in the Imperial College can be said to be in full bloom. Although Confucianism is the dominant culture, compared with other cultures, Confucianism is a bit introverted and not exciting enough. Moreover, if you really want to learn something, you will not be exhausted in just a few decades. I'm afraid it is difficult, but it is different from other colleges. Many knowledge are practical and can be used directly after learning...
For example, in the Military Academy, as long as you pass the examination, you are allowed to take a temporary position in the Ministry of War or the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, and then go to the training field to lead troop drills and practical operations. For example, in a business school, you can discover business opportunities and do business on your own. Many supervisory students in the business school already have several shops before they graduate...
Most of the outstanding students came from other colleges, but the Confucian College never produced a powerful figure. This made Fang Xiaoru nervous and had to get involved in the court to reflect the existence and value of Confucian culture.
However, Fang Xiaoru was still too Confucian after all, so that he was dominated by Confucianism everywhere, forgetting Zhu Yunwen's temperament and the national conditions of the Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Yunwen was a monarch who did not allow the people of the Ming Dynasty to be bullied. He had the character to beat anyone who bullied him.
The national situation of the Ming Dynasty was that culture prevailed over Wuchang. The imperial court not only promoted culture and education, established education, but also promoted martial arts examinations, praised martial arts, and publicized military generals who had made great military exploits in history.
In this environment, Ming's only choice was to declare war.
It is really puzzling that such an obvious thing is worthy of making a fuss in the court. The only explanation is that Fang Xiaoru lost his footing and made a foolish move.
While Liu Jun and Xu Huizu were talking about Confucian students, the bell of Xi'an Fuxue rang, and more than eighty students walked out of the school.
Huo Lin and Xuan Qingshu walked side by side. Looking at the sunset, Huo Lin slowed down.
Xuan Qingshu felt that Huo Lin didn't follow him, so he couldn't help but roll up the "Spring and Autumn" in his hand and looked back at Huo Lin: "Why don't you leave?"
Huo Lin looked at the setting sun and said softly: "You have heard the news, right? King Yan led a hundred thousand troops to march westward, and he is now in the city of Xi'an."
Xuan Qingshu looked back at the setting sun and then looked at Huo Lin: "Not only do I know that King Yan has led his troops to Xi'an, but I also know that if you fail to complete your studies, you will be punished by Sun Jun tomorrow."
The corner of Huo Lin's mouth trembled a little. Sun Changwei's teachings were very good and he couldn't be offended. This person had met Emperor Jianwen and had also participated in the compilation of textbooks for social studies, county studies, and government studies. He was very strict.
"I heard that there is a military academy in the Imperial College. Officials and generals from the Ministry of War, the Fifth Military Governor's Office, and even the Beijing Army may be their instructors. Unfortunately, the academy where we are studying only has one textbook called "Military Strategy."
Huo Lin complained.
Xuan Qingshu quickly pulled Huo Lin and warned: "You are still in the academy, so you don't dare to say anything wrong about the academy."
Huo Lin followed Xuan Qingshu to Minglun Hall, where he reviewed his lessons in the evening.
Sitting in Minglun Hall, Huo Lin looked at Xuan Qingshu who was memorizing "Spring and Autumn" and whispered: "Timur will definitely conquer the east, right?"
"should be."
Xuan Qingshu was absent-minded.
Huo Lin picked up the brush, simply drew a map on the paper, clicked on it, and said: "Timur's Eastern Campaign, the first thing that needs to be solved is Yili, and then he plans a decisive battle with me, the Ming Dynasty. What do you think?" I wonder if we can take this opportunity to take back the entire Western Region?"
Xuan Qingshu frowned and said impatiently: "The entire Western Region? What are you thinking? The imperial court only sent 100,000 troops. At most, this force can only defend the northwest. How can there be any spare power to plot the Western Region? Forgot When the imperial court conquered Annan, in order to completely control Annan, it sent an army of 300,000. Annan is just a small country, and it needs an army of 300,000. In such a vast Western Region, 100,000 is not enough, far from enough."
"Then why doesn't the imperial court send more troops to King Yan? Since we are going to conquer the west, isn't it best to do it once and for all? If we miss this opportunity, the imperial court will probably lose its last chance to take back the Western Regions!"
Huo Lin said sadly.
Xuan Qingshu was a little speechless and took out the "Military Strategy": "You should also know logistics when talking about military affairs. If you can't even guarantee logistics, how can you get more troops? I advise you to recite "Spring and Autumn" with peace of mind, don't We are going to discuss the military situation in the northwest."
Huo Lin sighed helplessly, looked through "Military Strategy", and saw the sentence "Soldiers have no constant momentum, and water has no constant shape." He couldn't help but stand up and said to Xuan Qingshu: "I want to go out."
Xuan Qingshu waved his hand, signaling his permission.
Huo Lin looked deeply at Xuan Qingshu, picked up "Military Strategy" and walked out of Minglun Hall. Xuan Qingshu was reciting "Spring and Autumn" silently, and his eyes fell on the map of northwest China on the table. The rough lines and simple shapes revealed a difficult imagination.
Night fell and the light dimmed.
The man in black walked out from behind the tree, looked at the wall not far away, and started running five steps away. He glared at the wall with his toes, stretched his hands to a high place, and then the sole of his foot slipped and he hit the wall. On the bed, he endured the pain and fell to the ground, not daring to cry out.
The sound of rustling footsteps came over.
A dark figure carried a ladder to the foot of the wall, put it down, then looked at the wall and the people on the ground, and said depressedly: "Call you stupid, you can still talk about the general trend of the world. Call you smart, even You don’t even know how to steal a ladder, but you want to climb over a wall and go out?”
Huo Lin stood up and rubbed his painful leg: "If you weren't endorsing the book, why did you run out and know where I am?"
"Nonsense, you took my "Military Strategy" away. If I didn't come to see you, who would I come to find?"
Xuan Qingshu said unceremoniously.
Huo Lin chuckled, walked to the ladder, and stepped on it with one foot: "To tell you the truth, I plan to give up my writing and join the army, and join the army in the Western Expedition. This is the only chance for me to display my ambition, as you know , I am really tired of the Four Books and Five Classics and am not willing to memorize them."
"Abandon your writing and join the army? Do you think you are Ban Chao?"
Xuan Qingshu held on to the ladder.
Huo Lin smiled: "I don't want to be a class leader. I just want to be me. I'd rather be me. Now that I'm gone, just wait for me to become famous in the Western Regions."
Xuan Qingshu watched Huo Lin climb up the wall, then jumped down, and then climbed up the wall. He waved to Huo Lin who fell to the ground: "You go to see King Yan like this. Believe it or not, King Yan won't see you." , is it possible that the King of Hell will meet you?"
Huo Lin was confused and even more surprised when he saw Xuan Qingshu jumping down. He quickly asked: "Why are you coming out too?"
Xuan Qingshu patted the mud on his body and said: "If I don't follow, how will I overwhelm you in the future? If you want to brag in front of me, don't even think about it. Let's go, I stole the imperial inkstone from the instructor, which is enough for us to enter the military camp. …”
"Oh my God, that's Sun Xun's treasure. He will kill you."
Huo Lin felt that the future was dark.
Xuan Qingshu pulled Huo Lin out and said confidently: "Don't worry, he won't come to me. After all, I left your name, and I also left your sketch there. I believe Director Sun Xun will definitely miss you for serving the country and forget about the inkstone..."
"I……"
Huo Lin trembled.
"Ah, Huo Lin——"
A shocking scream came from the school.
Xuan Qingshu swallowed his saliva. Huo Lin had already started to run away. If he stayed, he would probably be beaten to death by Sun Xungui. There was no way out, so just run.
Sun Changwei held the paper in his hand and couldn't stop shaking. In addition to the simplified map of the Western Regions, a few words were added to the paper:
The Master once taught us that we should bear in mind the four sentences of Hengqu, which are to establish a mind for the heaven and earth, to establish a destiny for the people, to carry forward the unique knowledge of the saints, and to create peace for all generations.
Nowadays, the imperial court is turbulent, especially in the northwest. Disciples Huo Lin and Xuan Qingshu have decided to abandon their writing and join the army. They will practice the teachings of Hengqu and their husbands and go northwest. I hope my mentor will take care of me. I bow to you three times!
