Chapter 232: Make a Fortune, Open Sesame After Mu Xi arrived in the capital, he somehow got in touch with Qiu Luan and others, and they would go out for a drink together or visit brothels to show their support. In today's battle, Mu Xi had been making sarcastic comments, praising Qiu Luan and others to the skies, and exaggerating the preparations of the government army's vanguard... But when the scene of the defeat of the government army's vanguard appeared, Mu Shu, who had been enduring it, turned around and asked, "Is this the famous general you mentioned?" The Mu family had lived in Yunnan for a long time, and occasionally fought wars, but their opponents were only the local natives. Over the years, the military strength controlled by the Mu family was just so-so. After observing the training of the vanguard of the palace army several times, Mu Xi was astonished. But the invincible army in his eyes was beaten to a pulp by the opponent. This is so girly! Mu Xi's eyes were filled with doubt and uncertainty, "How could this be?" "The Mu family has been sitting in the well and watching the world for many years. Mu Chaobi thinks that his army is powerful. If they encounter such a powerful army, do you think they can resist?" Mu Shu suddenly had an idea: If the Left Guard of the Powerful Tigers, led by Jiang Qingzhi, attacked Yunnan directly, what would Mu Chaobi do?
But Yunnan is the land of the Mu family. This is the ancestral precept of Emperor Taizu. Unless Mu Chaobi rebels, the court army cannot go south. Pity. "Jiang Qingzhi is not even twenty years old, but he can actually train such fierce soldiers. Is there someone helping him?" Mu Xi asked in disbelief. "Haha!" Mu Shu sneered. "The governor has had a talent for using troops since he was young, but he doesn't dare to say that he can lead his army to defeat the vanguard of the government army, Jiang Qingzhi..." The Mu family is really sitting in a well and looking at the world from afar in Yunnan... Mu Shu felt sad. She asked, "Does Mu Chaobi dare to lead his troops north to compete with the cavalry under Altan?" Mu Xi shook his head subconsciously. "That was the grassland cavalry. Unless it was the army during the founding of the country or under the command of Emperor Chengzu, otherwise..." He was shocked. "Chang Wei Bo was able to defeat Altan Khan's men twice. Mu Chaobi's so-called talent in commanding troops is nothing but a joke in front of him." Mu Shu suddenly smiled, "Yes, I'm suddenly a little curious, where did Qiu Luan and the others get their confidence from?" "Qin Yuan is incompetent!" Qiu Luan's face turned pale, and there was more anger in his eyes. The reinstatement issue was troublesome... Qiu Luan saw that Yan Song was flattering Emperor Jiajing, so he wanted to make up for it. "My Lord, is it not appropriate to go now?" someone advised. "Although the vanguard of the government army was defeated, they showed their strength in the front. While Your Majesty still remembers... Yan Song is not a fool, and knows the benefits of my restoration to power..." Qiu Luan sneered, thinking that Yan Song was bent on cultivating his confidants in the army, but now Jiang Qingzhi had taken the initiative in the purge and thwarted his wishful thinking. In this case, the best way is to support allies to take power. He only needs to hint to Emperor Jiajing about the bravery of the Palace Army's vanguard, and Yan Song will certainly help... This is the only chance! "...Although I have never been to a battlefield in person, today's martial arts performance gave me a glimpse of the bloodiness of a battlefield." Yan Song was filled with emotion. He saw Qiu Luan approaching and said, "Your Majesty, although the vanguard of the government army was defeated today, I still remember their fierce spirit..." Qiu Luan stopped, secretly delighted, and waited for Emperor Jiajing to respond. The Taoist said calmly, "By the way, I remember someone submitted a memorial, saying that it is possible to raise a general like Fu Luan?"
"Yes." Yan Song gave Qiu Luan a look, signaling him to come over quickly. Qiu Luan was overjoyed and was about to go over when he saw the Taoist raised his eyebrows. "More than ten veterans, plus Qiu Luan, have been training hard for a long time, but they are not as good as Qing Zhi who sharpened his weapons before the battle." When the Taoist saw his daughter pulling her cousin's sleeve and looking up and saying something, with dependence in her eyes, his expression softened a lot. "Tell Qiu Luan to ask him to learn the art of war from Qingzhi." Qiu Luan: “…” …… The Taoist priest was in a good mood and returned to the palace. Yan Song glanced at Qiu Luan and deliberately slowed down his pace. When Qiu Luan came over, he said, "Your Majesty is protecting me. You guys made too much noise this time. It would have been fine if we succeeded, but we ended up in a miserable defeat. I remember you swore the other day that Qin Yuan was amazing and that we would win this battle..." Yan Song looked at Qiu Luan. "Don't be frivolous." Qiu Luan was so ashamed and angry that he wanted to die. Emperor Jiajing set out to return to the palace. Upon hearing the news, Xianzhang Hou Du He's family rushed over and prepared to carry him back, but was stopped by Sun Chonglou, "Don't even think about running away!" "What are you going to do?" Du He's son Du Bao asked angrily. "Pay your debt!" Sun Chonglou stretched out his hand. "What debt?" After Du He made a bet with Jiang Qingzhi, he felt that he would win, so he wanted to give his family a surprise after getting the bet, so he didn't say it. "Gambling debt!" Sun Chonglou said, "Du He made a bet with my young master in public. Why don't you admit it?" "How much money?" Du He's son saw everyone looking at him strangely, and thought to himself, isn't it just a gambling debt? A few hundred strings of cash, at most a thousand strings of cash, it's not like the Du family can't pay it. "He is indeed a nouveau riche, so impatient." Du He's son said sarcastically. "Fifty thousand strings of cash!" Du Bao was shocked. "You...what did you say?" "Fifty thousand strings of cash!" Sun Chonglou said proudly, thinking in his heart that with these fifty thousand strings of cash, the young master would no longer look down on me for being a foodie, right? Wang Yiqi hurried to find Jiang Qingzhi and asked about the subsequent purge. "There is no rush for this matter." Jiang Qingzhi said, "After today's battle, the Beijing Guards will need time to figure out the situation. Old Wang, we need to accumulate momentum." "You mean to give Zhuwei some time." "What does it mean that the Palace Army Vanguard, which has many resources, was defeated by the Huben Zuowei? It means that the old way of commanding the army is no longer feasible. However, the old and new concepts are contradictory. If we take action at this moment, it will cause a backlash..." "Tsk! What's wrong with your brain, Long Wilbur? It takes a lot of experience to understand people's hearts, but you're not even twenty yet..." "This is talent." Jiang Qingzhi said lightly. Jiang Qingzhi stood on the edge of the platform, watching the generals of the Beijing Guards go back in groups of three or five.
"We couldn't even invite those veterans in the past, but they all gathered at the front guard of the government army to help a while ago. I even said that if Qin Yuan didn't win this battle, I would dig out his eyes. I didn't expect that he really lost." "Everyone, what should we do from now on?" "I don't know." "The rectification of the imperial guards... depends on your majesty's intention. It is imperative." "Once Qin Yuan is defeated, I'm afraid the original method will not work anymore." "Then we can only follow the path of Long Wilbur." "Last time he asked us to join the Tiger Guards to observe and learn, but we didn't take it seriously." "Yes! The Ministry of War will have to inspect the guards next. If they find that we are still using the same old tricks..." "Damn it! I've been practicing that for years. How can I change it overnight?" "That's scraping the bones!" “The soldiers will complain.” "They can use military discipline to suppress their complaints, but we don't understand or know how to do it!" "Tsk!" "Learn from the beginning." "Learn? Jiang Qingzhi said last time that the door of Huben Zuowei can't be open for long. How much we can learn this time depends on our luck. Who can enter Huben Zuowei now?" "Fuck! What should I do then?" …… Jiang Qingzhi hurried back home. "Stone is watching the door." "Don't worry, Master!" Jiang Qingzhi sat down and closed his eyes. In my mind, the cauldron is speeding up... There are some things that Jiang Qingzhi thinks are helpful to the country, but Ding Ye turns a blind eye to them. During this martial arts performance, Jiang Qingzhi was numb and felt that Ding Ye was still the same. I didn’t expect that! There are rewards. The big cauldron continued to accelerate, and its glow spread in all directions, like a sea of stars. Jiang Qingzhi held his breath and watched the cauldron begin to slow down... The numbers are flipping like flipping cards. January, February...half a year. What the hell!
"Thank you, Master Ding...anything else?" Jiang Qingzhi was happy. 7, 8… "One year!" This is a pleasant surprise! Jiang Qingzhi wanted to kiss the big cauldron, "Master Ding is so mighty and domineering!" But the numbers are still rolling. "Fuck!" Jiang Qingzhi was very happy. When the numbers slowly stopped, Jiang Qingzhi took a look at the records in front of him. "Originally it was years." He closed his eyes and entered that space with his consciousness, thinking how much easier it would be if he could have a holographic projection, or even a mobile phone with a display screen! "This is... years. Two years, holy shit!" Jiang Qingzhi was overjoyed, "Master Ding is so generous!" The mottled verdigris occasionally glowed, as if mocking Jiang Qingzhi's inexperience. Jiang Qingzhi lit up the incense and frowned, "It actually increased the country's life span by two years. It can be seen that winning this martial arts performance is extremely important in the eyes of Master Ding." "After this victory, it is imperative to rectify the Beijing Guards. The rectification of the Beijing Guards... Yes, in history, the next year, Altan's army marched south and approached the capital. At that time, the emperor and his ministers were shocked to find that the Beijing Guards not only had a lot of empty salaries, but also had many old, weak, sick and disabled people, and they were sparsely trained and could not go into battle at all." "I remember that the emperor and his ministers hurriedly ordered the troops from all over the country to come to the king's defense." "After that battle, it dealt a huge blow to the morale of the Ming army and the people." "Yes, the Battle of Tumu was a turning point in the fate of the Ming Dynasty. From then on, people of insight knew that the Ming Dynasty went from an advantage to a disadvantage, from an offensive to a defensive position. After Altan Khan went south, the Ming Dynasty went from a defensive position to a defeated one..." After the Beijing Guards were purged, if Altan Khan went south, Jiang Qingzhi felt that the Beijing Guards were fully capable of fighting him. If we can win the battle, the impact on the Ming Dynasty's national destiny and the morale and confidence of the people across the world will be immeasurable. Judging from history, this victory in the military exercise contains an opportunity to change the fate of the Ming Dynasty... "I'm really a genius!" Jiang Qingzhi felt that his analysis was absolutely correct. In just two years of national life, we made a lot of money. What about rewards? Jiang Qingzhi was stunned, "Master Ding, where is the reward?" The glow flickered for a moment. A shadow gradually solidified in the space... "This……"
Jiang Qingzhi looked at the gradually solidifying reward and said, "Uncle Ding, where the hell can I ride this thing?" Bah! A bicycle fell on the desk and smashed the four treasures of the study into pieces. Sun Chonglou asked curiously from outside: "What is the young master doing in there?" Jiang Qingzhi looked at the bicycle, covered his forehead and said, "Where can I put such a big thing? Let's go back!" He just said it casually, but his eyes blurred. The bicycle is gone. And in that space, at the very edge, a bicycle stood quietly. What the hell! Jiang Qingzhi was stunned, "Master Ding, you are not going to take it back!" He rolled his eyes and sighed, "Although it's not very useful on weekdays, if you really encounter an emergency, you can use it to save time." He spread his hands helplessly, "Come out!" No movement. "Open sesame." "Ali, Alibaba, Alibaba is a happy young man..." "Fuck, you're a jerk..." Jiang Qingzhi gave up, closed his eyes, and thought about the thrill of riding a bicycle on the official road, feeling a little regretful. Bah! There was another crackling sound coming from the desk. Jiang Qingzhi opened his eyes and saw that the bicycle had smashed the already tattered four treasures of the study into pieces. "Out?" He widened his eyes, tested it a few more times, and finally found a way. Just think about the bike. In this way, all future rewards can be placed here! What the hell! Make big money! (End of this chapter)