Chapter 71 Far Ahead The huge box of military books made Jiang Qingzhi feel like crying but had no tears. Fu Cheng didn't dare to ask, so he instigated Sun Chonglou to test it out. "Master!" Sun Chonglou found Jiang Qingzhi lying in the courtyard with a chicken leg in his hand. "Master, three days of house arrest... is that too miserable?" In Sun Chonglou's eyes, his young master was made depressed by this punishment. "No." Jiang Qingzhi shook his head. Sun Chonglou sat beside him. "That year I was begging in Suzhou Prefecture. I went to a wealthy family. The manager was very generous and let me in... I was given two large steamed buns and a piece of fat meat. When I took a bite, my mouth was full of oil. I felt that I would not trade it for anything even if I were given a god!" He didn't know how to persuade her, so he just told her things that he found interesting. "I was eating in the kitchen when I happened to meet a servant from the wealthy family who was carrying leftovers back, saying that the master and his wife had finished their meal. Young Master..." Sun Chonglou's eyes widened. "I saw that they only took a few bites of the food. Hey! Master, tell me, they don't even want to eat such delicious food. Are they sick?"
"You mean, I'm sick?" Jiang, who had only eaten a few bites of dinner, was furious. He got up and chased the loyal servant for three blocks. Then he ordered with a refreshed look, "Make a pancake and the braised pork I taught you. Make the pancake thicker, cut it open, and put the braised pork in it..." The moon was high in the sky, cicadas were chirping occasionally, and a gentle breeze was blowing. Holding the Ming Dynasty version of roujiamo in his hand, Jiang Qingzhi tried to take a bite. Mouth full of fragrance. Sun Chonglou was so greedy that he also tried some... three roujiamo (Chinese meat buns), which made Jiang Qingzhi, whose appetite was not as good as his, very jealous. Fu Cheng was watching the two of them eating delicious food from a distance and said with relief, "The rain has stopped and the sky is clear." Today, the palace sent many rewards, and Jiang Qingzhi should be happy. However, he was so unhappy that Fu Cheng, Dou Jialan and others had more speculations. Perhaps, there are hidden dangers behind the reward? Seeing that he was eating heartily, the two of them felt relieved. There was a faint sound of quarreling coming from next door. "That family is doomed to fail." Fu Cheng sighed, "They have only been rich for a hundred years, but in this generation, their children and grandchildren are not up to standard. One likes gambling, and the other likes to pursue prostitutes. No matter how big the family is, it can't withstand it!" The neighbor's family was also a noble family, but in this generation, it was just an empty title of earl. The family had inherited a lot of land, houses and shops, and if they lived honestly, they could live a prosperous life. But the heir of this generation is a prodigal son who likes to gamble. As the saying goes, nine out of ten people lose in gambling. Even the most prosperous family business cannot withstand failure. The sons followed suit, and they also enjoyed themselves in the moment. You like gambling, I like whoring, calling friends, and riding horses... Just yesterday, a servant discovered that this family had actually started pawning things. This is a sign of the family's downfall. "Beat him to death!" There was a fierce quarrel next door. The quarrel lasted until it was almost time to go to bed.
Jiang Qingzhi just figured it out. As Sun Chonglou said, for a beggar, a pancake and a piece of fat meat were like a god. But the rich, who had countless resources to become gods, were so sad that they could hardly swallow their food... Human desires are endless, and there is always someone better than you. Be content with what you have! Furthermore, although Jiang Qingzhi experienced gunfire and rain of bullets and learned military tactics in later lives, the various military tactics in the box were passed down in an orderly manner, with annotations and comments from famous military strategists of all dynasties, and were most suitable for battles in the era of cold weapons. Yes. If you want to complete the mission of national destiny, you have to fleece the foreign enemies! So, what will emerge from this box of military strategies from past dynasties when they are combined with the military tactics of later generations? Japan, the foreign tribes in the grasslands, the southwest... and now the Spaniards, in a few years they will become the masters of Luzon, and their bloodthirsty eyes will turn to the Ming Dynasty... A severe beating? Or... replace it! Damn! What invincible fleet? If the conservatives in the Ming Dynasty had not gained the upper hand, this so-called invincible fleet would have only made the emperor and his ministers laugh at it. I want the sails of the Ming fleet to cover the ocean! Jiang Qingzhi figured it out, felt good, and prepared to go to bed. At this time, it seemed that a fight broke out in the neighbor's house, and the noise was particularly noisy in the relatively quiet environment. There's no way to sleep. Jiang Qingzhi shouted at the top of his voice, "Are you done yet? Are you going to let me sleep?" The noise from next door died down for a moment, and then all kinds of dirty words came out. "Look who the idiot is!" "Bring the stairs." "Brothers quarrel within the walls, but defend against external insults." The stairs were built on the wall between the two houses, going up and down... Several brothers holding knives, fiercely riding on the wall, shouted: "Which bitch is it!" "Brother, there's someone down there!" "Who?" "like……" "Who is it?" "It seems to be...Long Wilbur!" Long Weber held a cigarette in his right hand and pointed at the drunk and crazy neighbors with his left hand and said, "Hit them!" "Ow!" In the darkness of the night, screams of agony could be heard from far away.
Jiang Qingzhi lay on the bed, his thoughts clear. …… But Xia Yan did not sleep all night. "I didn't expect that I, Xia Yan, would become a teacher?" In the early morning, Xia Yan thought the whole thing through and smiled bitterly. After breakfast, he went to see Zhu Zaigui. "Mr. Xia, His Highness has left the palace." "That's not right! You shouldn't take a day off today." Xia Yan wanted to scold him out of habit, but he held back when he thought of his current situation. "Your Highness has reported this to His Majesty." "Where?" "Long Weiber Mansion." Xia Yan thought for a moment, "Where is the Changwei Palace?" "Mingyufang, two hundred steps west of Taipingcang." Jiang Qingzhi was quite surprised by Xia Yan's visit. This proud old man should have stayed dormant for a while, right? "Mr. Xia, a rare guest." "My Lord, do you have any taboos?" Xia Yan looked at Jiang Qingzhi with sharp eyes. "If you have nothing to hide, what is there to be afraid of?" Xia Yan nodded, "In that case, I'll bother you." The two of them went in, and Xia Yan asked, "Is His Highness here?" "In the study." Jiang Qingzhi was giving a lesson to two princes when he was interrupted by Xia Yan. "Can I sit in on the class?" Xia Yan suddenly became interested and looked at Jiang Qingzhi as if he was looking at a disciple. Being so proud, he never wants to owe any debt, even a debt of favor. Xia Yan had inquired about it yesterday. Jiang Qingzhi was from Suzhou Prefecture. Although he passed the imperial examination and became a scholar, he probably had no famous teacher to guide him. One sheep is released, a flock of sheep is driven away. Xia Yan is ready to take action and teach Jiang Qingzhi together. In this way, it can be considered as returning some favors. Moreover, Xia Yan's desire for power is still there, but he also knows that the possibility of his revival is very slim. But if I can teach an outstanding disciple and help him rise to prominence in the political world, when this disciple rules the world, I, Xia Yan, will be able to proudly face those former opponents even if I am underground. At this moment, he had an idea and felt that Jiang Qingzhi was the right candidate.
Therefore, his gaze inevitably carried the flavor of a teacher examining his disciple. Jiang Qingzhi didn't notice it. "Easy to say." Today's class was just about to begin when Xia Yan walked in. Zhu Zaigui was very embarrassed when he saw her. Actually, Xia Yan was his real teacher. But today he came to his uncle's place to take lessons, leaving the real teacher aside. Xia Yan won’t get angry, right? Zhu Zaigui was a little nervous. Xia Yan glanced at him, walked to the back, got a cushion for himself, and sat down quietly. Then he closed his eyes and rested. Come! Boy, let me, Xia Yan, hear what knowledge you, a talented person, can teach the prince! Jiang Qingzhi sat down and asked, "Where were we talking about before?" Sir, you seem a little unreliable! Xia Yan almost couldn't help but burst out laughing. Prince Jing Zhu Zaizhen said: "Uncle, you said before that Japan is not the scourge of Ming Dynasty, who is the scourge of Ming Dynasty...Uncle." Ah! Xia Yan frowned. He was the former Prime Minister, so his perspective was naturally different from that of ordinary people. In his view, the South was an important place for revenue, and the Japanese pirates were rampant in the South, and their impact on the Ming Dynasty was no less than that of the foreign tribes on the grassland. "Long Wei Bo." Xia Yan couldn't help but say, "The South is a place of great wealth..." Jiang Qingzhi laughed, "The more rampant the Japanese pirates are, the more serious the damage to Ming's finances, right?" Is not it? Xia Yan nodded. The two brothers King Jing looked at each other and were a little excited. The two gentlemen confronted each other. This is so lively and exciting. Who wins and who loses? King Jing raised his eyebrows. Zhu Zaigui glanced at Jiang Qingzhi without much hesitation. I stand with my uncle! King Jing hesitated for a moment...wise men always do that. Xia Yan has been the Prime Minister for many years and has been able to govern the Ming Dynasty in an orderly manner. This ability... may not be unparalleled in ancient and modern times, but at least there is no rival in the world today, right? My cousin is powerful, but when it comes to analyzing the situation, how can he be a match for Xia Yan, who once held a high position in the government? So King Jing glanced at Xia Yan. Zhu Zaigui raised his eyebrows and picked up the inkstone that Emperor Jiajing had given him when he was studying.
Zhu Zaizhen smiled and touched the jade pendant given to him by his father around his waist. The two nodded. Over there, Jiang Qingzhi had already started. "If we talk about the historical origins of Wa and the Central Plains, let's start from the Western Han Dynasty! Since then, the Central Plains has regarded Wa as a foreign people." Xia Yan nodded. "Before the Former Tang Dynasty, Japan learned a little from the Central Plains." "The former Tang Dynasty was magnanimous and accepted the envoys sent by Japan. Japan was shocked by the prosperity and strength of the Tang Dynasty." The Tang Dynasty at that time was like the Eagle Sauce in later generations, extremely powerful. "Japan is determined to learn from the Tang Dynasty in all aspects." "Not long after learning, the Japanese felt that they were becoming powerful, so they decisively sent troops to attack their teacher during the reign of Emperor Taizong." Japan has a tradition of rebelling against its superiors and repaying kindness with enmity. "In the Battle of Baekgang, the sea was covered with Japanese corpses and the wreckage of warships was everywhere. This battle completely broke the backbone of the Japanese nation. From then on, they bowed their heads again and recognized the Central Plains as their teacher." Xia Yan nodded, "But in the Battle of Baekgang, Japan did have a chance to win. Can the Ming Dynasty today be as good as the Tang Dynasty back then?" In other words, the current Ming Dynasty is far inferior to the former Tang Dynasty, but Japan is not weak. Why do you look down on Japan? "The current Ming Dynasty is far inferior to the Tang Dynasty at that time." Jiang Qingzhi said. King Jing glanced at Zhu Zaigui, raised his eyebrows, and gestured for the inkstone to be brought over. Zhu Zaigui was unwilling to give in and signaled to his uncle that he had not given up yet. Jiang Qingzhi shook his head and thought, Xia Yan is just like that! But he never thought that he had read countless relevant information in later lives. In terms of understanding of the situation, the information he had accumulated was at least a hundred times, or even a thousand times, that of Xia Yan. This is a huge and overwhelming advantage! Far ahead! Jiang Qingzhi sighed, "Why is the Ming Dynasty now inferior to the Tang Dynasty at that time?" Even someone as proud as Xia Yan felt as if he had been hit by a stick. He sat there blankly. Pride recedes like the tide. "Yes! The Central Plains is still the Central Plains, it just changed its name, but why... Japan only needs a few troops to make the Ming Dynasty so anxious?"
Who's winning? The two princes were confused. Jiang Qingzhi glanced at the two of them, and his calm and composed demeanor was impressive. "The scourge of the Central Plains and the Ming Dynasty has never been caused by external enemies." Jiang Qingzhi pointed to his feet and said in a sonorous and powerful tone, "It's us!" Xia Yan lowered his eyes. "I lost." (End of this chapter)