Chapter 271 Not good
The hunt is over.
The Ming army began to reap the spoils.
Altan went back early, reportedly because of something.
"An Da can't hold his face anymore. If he stays any longer, those nobles will treat him as a joke." Xu Wei said sarcastically, "The only good thing about this man is his generosity. But generosity can't be eaten. Last time, he vented his anger by beating his nephew. Who will it be this time?"
Jineng, who happened to come over, had a dark face.
Tuotuo said coldly: "Let's go to another place. I will use my warhorse to drag him to death!"
Historically, Xu Wei's change occurred after Hu Zongxian was imprisoned. At that time, Xu Wei was worried that he would be implicated, and he was somewhat uneasy. He drank all day to drown his sorrows, and even attempted suicide many times, but unfortunately he did not die.
Later, for unknown reasons, this guy killed his wife. Fortunately, his friends rescued him and he was released from prison after being imprisoned for seven years. Then came a period of wandering years. Xu Wei traveled all over the country, wrote poems and painted, and turned his former wildness into works, sighs and long howls...
That experience could be called the purgatory of Xu Wei's life. After going through the baptism of purgatory, Xu Wei slowly changed his temperament.
But unfortunately, Xu Wei was old at that time.
Even so, this guy was able to travel all the way to the northwest, had a friendship with Altan Khan's later young wife, Sanniangzi, and wrote several poems for her.
Xu Wei heard this and rode out, "You can try it."
Tuotuo was so ashamed that he could not sheath his sword, so he pointed at Xu Wei and wanted to curse him, but he remembered that Xu Wei was a scholar. His Han think tank once said that among the other abilities of the Ming Dynasty scholars, their eloquence was unparalleled in the world.
"Are Chang Wei's subordinates so rude?" Tuotuo sneered.
Jiang Qingzhi lit up the incense, "Xu Wei has a problem."
Everyone was stunned, and Jiang Qingzhi said slowly: "This person speaks too directly."
——Although this guy speaks without restraint, he always speaks the truth.
"Pfft!" Someone couldn't help but burst out laughing.
Xu Wei said softly: "Sure enough, Lord Bo is my confidant."
This is how Hu Zongxian treated him in history.
Therefore, Xu Wei regarded Hu Zongxian as his confidant, tried his best to give him advice, and successfully solved the problem of Japanese pirates on the southeast coast.
Unfortunately, the downfall of Yan Song and his son brought Hu Zongxian down with him.
In Jiang Qingzhi's eyes, this had some flavor of the factional struggles in the former Song Dynasty. After the opponent fell, the victorious party would immediately conduct a reckoning, which was also called a reckoning.
No matter how good the policies are or how capable the ministers are, as long as they are opponents, they will be taken down!
This is either black or white, either this or that. The two sides will continue to be in opposition and engage in long-term internal friction.
Internal friction is the beginning of the decline of a power...a more powerful weapon for the destruction of a country than any form of corruption.
After the failure of the reform, the former Song Dynasty fell into a long period of internal strife, and soon after that, the Jingkang Shame occurred.
The same thing happened to the Ming Dynasty after Zhang Juzheng. For the sake of the interest groups behind them, various forces staged a chaos in the court... Not long after, the courier rose up and destroyed the Ming Dynasty.
The bonfire was lit, and the peeled large pieces of meat were put on the rack. Xu Wei started to grill it with great interest.
"Where is my uncle?" Hu Zongxian asked.
Xu Wei said, "He went into the tent as soon as he came back. I guess he was tired!"
Hu Zongxian sighed, "My uncle is good in every way, except that he is a little weak."
Xu Wei turned the meat over and licked the grease off his fingers. "I once heard an old doctor say that people who have minor illnesses frequently live longer."
……
"Shitou, watch the gate."
Jiang Qingzhi entered the tent and closed his eyes.
Uncle Ding is speeding up.
Jiang Qingzhi sat down slowly.
This time during the journey north, he thwarted Altan Khan's plan to suppress the morale of the Ming army. How much reward will Lord Ding give him?
The cauldron began to slow down.
Jiang Qingzhi waited with bated breath.
The numbers are rolling...
...
...
Don't stop, keep going!
The number finally stopped at .
Jiang Qingzhi took out a booklet and looked at the records from last time.
" years. Made a fortune."
Jiang Qingzhi was recording and laughing at the same time.
He had a vague understanding that this national life reward was mainly due to the divine punishment incident.
……
"Deep down, the Khan wants to be emperor." Ma Tianlu and Jineng were talking in a corner of the camp.
"The time is not right." Jinen said.
"The Khan has been looking forward to some auspicious signs..." Ma Tianlu couldn't help but sigh when he mentioned auspicious signs. "This time, finally there is a thunderbolt from the sky. If Jiang Qingzhi is killed by the thunderbolt, then the Khan's prestige will surely soar to the sky."
Ji could see Altan and a group of nobles in front and sneered, "It's a pity that Jiang Qingzhi was helped."
"When he was in a desperate situation, a thunderbolt came down from the sky to save him. Could this man be blessed by heaven?" Ma Tianlu looked at the Ming army and whispered, "Jineng, I have a feeling that Jiang Qingzhi will become a big problem for us... Kill him!"
Ji Neng shook his head. "Now that everything has been settled, whoever killed Jiang Qingzhi, the Khan must give an explanation to the Ming people with his head. How about you go?"
Ma Tianlu: “…”
"You may sound better than singing, but once your own interests are involved, you will run away faster than anyone else. This is why I look down on scholars like you the most."
Jiang Qingzhi, who didn't know he was being targeted, was waiting for his prize.
Something is solidifying in the void.
A pile of boxes appeared in the void.
"What the hell is this?"
Jiang Qingzhi got out a box.
Bang!
Very heavy.
Jiang Qingzhi cut the tape and pulled the braid apart.
There's canned food inside.
Jiang Qingzhi picked up the can and said, "Canned tuna?"
What the hell!
"Uncle Ding, are you trying to replenish my body?"
Deep sea fish are hard to come by in this day and age.
Jiang Qingzhi was a little disappointed, so he just opened a can. The taste was not strong, and Jiang Qingzhi took a look at the introduction and found that it was water-soaked tuna.
At this time, cheers were heard outside.
"Master, they are challenging us, saying they want to wrestle." Sun Chonglou said eagerly, "Master, are you okay?"
I'm not squatting to take a dump!
Jiang Qingzhi ate the last bit of fish meat, put the empty can away, and walked out of the tent, "Let's go take a look."
Several wrestling experts from Altan Khan's tribe are provoking the Ming army.
"I'm not afraid of fists, kicks, swords or guns, but wrestling is really hard." Chen Bao gritted his teeth and said, "Damn it, I'm going to put up with it!"
"Akira is just so incompetent!"
A wrestler said proudly, "Is there anyone who dares to accept the challenge?"
He looked around with pride and felt extremely happy.
"I!"
Sun Chonglou rushed over impatiently, rolled up his sleeves, and waved at several wrestlers, "Who goes first?"
The wrestlers looked at each other.
"That's the person."
"It was him last time. He was very strong."
"Knock him down to avenge his shame!"
Sun Chonglou was getting impatient and said, "Let's go together!"
"That's what you said!"
"Hurry up, I have to go eat meat!" Sun Chonglou glanced at the young master who was eating barbecue.
"Who will win and who will lose?" Tuotuo was also eating barbecue. He would stay with Jiang Qingzhi and others until they left.
Jiang Qingzhi picked up the wine jug beside the campfire and said, "The wine is a little warm."
He poured a glass of wine and shouted, "Stone, there's good wine!"
"Oh!"
Sun Chonglou was delighted when he heard this. At this moment, several wrestlers took advantage of his distraction, glanced at each other and rushed up.
You grab the shoulders, I hold the legs. You grab the arms, I twist the neck...
Everyone stopped and stared over here.
Sun Chonglou roared like a tiger and his body shook.
Bang bang bang!
Several hands were freed.
Then he grabbed an opponent, dropped his shoulder, and knocked him flying, with a mouthful of blood spurting out in mid-air.
Sun Chonglou grabbed the other man and kneed him in the lower body.
With a scream, the last wrestler turned and ran.
Sun Chonglou strode after him, grabbed his clothes and lifted him up.
"This is a bear!" people around Altan exclaimed.
Sun Chonglou lifted his opponent up and spun him around, then slammed him hard to the ground.
Then he ran to the young master and looked up, waiting for praise, "Young Master."
Jiang Qingzhi touched the top of his head and said, "You must do it!"
Sun Chonglou chuckled like a satisfied child.
After following Jiang Qingzhi to the capital, Sun Chonglou ate well, slept well, had no worries, and his body grew stronger like a bamboo shoot in spring.
He sat on the left side, completely blocking Jiang Qingzhi's body.
Jiang Qingzhi picked up the wine glass and handed it over, "The wine is still warm."
Then he looked at the calm Tuotuo.
Suddenly I remembered that Romance of the Three Kingdoms was not yet popular at that time, and what I said was just flirting with a blind man.
Remember that Tuotuo and Sanniangzi had a falling out later on!
Jiang Qingzhi thought of the grassland after Altan's death. Sanniangzi was close to Daming and stabilized the situation.
That was also the most stable period in the northern part of the Ming Dynasty.
If we seize the opportunity to reform, we may be able to save the country.
But there are many internal contradictions...
what!
Jiang Qingzhi's body suddenly shook.
Only then did he remember that he had forgotten something.
In history, it seems that Crown Prince Zhu Zaigang died during this period!
Jiang Qingzhi unconsciously took a sip of wine, thinking that the existence of this butterfly might change Zhu Zaigang's fate.
Yes.
Last time I helped Zhu Zaigang to resolve his emotional problems, his physical problems naturally healed as well.
Jiang Qingzhi smiled and raised his glass, "Come on, for friendship!"
This guy is even more hypocritical than those literati...Tuotuo raises his glass.
Jiang Qingzhi thought about the succession to the throne, and the prince's attitude changed. From then on, he only needed to pull him out of the cage of Confucianism step by step, and everything would be fine.
As for his two nephews, Jiang Qingzhi felt that the rules of the royal family should also be changed.
For example, if the restrictions on royal family members were relaxed, they would leave the royal family and become commoners after a few generations.
The amount of money and grain consumed by the royal family every year is frightening, so this is a win-win situation.
Now that the royal family has been dealt with, isn't it time for the powerful and wealthy to reflect on themselves?
What hereditary succession? Bullshit!
When Daoye ascended the throne, the first thing he did was to set rules for his maternal relatives: there would be no such thing as hereditary succession.
Then came the privileges of the literati...
"Long Wilbur!" Tuotuo raised his glass to invite him.
Jiang Qingzhi nodded and drank it all in one gulp.
Then the body suddenly froze.
He thought of something.
Now that I have solved the prince's problem, if he survives, it will have a huge impact on the Ming Dynasty...
But after I helped the prince to open up his heart last time!
The country's destiny remains unchanged!
Jiang Qingzhi's expression suddenly changed!
(End of this chapter)
