Chapter 405 Breaking the old pattern
"Jiang Qingzhi went to the Right Guard of the Imperial Army!"
Chen Zhan entered the study room excitedly.
In the study, Yang Qing was writing music and Han Yu was drinking tea.
"He actually went there?" Han Yu put down his teacup. "The Tiger Guards of the Left revered him like a god, but he was not afraid of suspicion and continued to train the Beijing Guards?"
"Who can refuse power?" Yang Qing dropped a piece: "Break your own Qi point and die!"
……
Jiang Qingzhi once again came to the formation of the Right Guard of the Palace Army.
The generals followed behind happily, making faces and emoticons, as if they would be Jiang Qingzhi's disciples in the next moment.
Sun Bu Tong and Mo Zhan were muttering to the side.
"Believe it or not, if Master Bo said that only by joining the Mohist School can one learn the art of war, these generals would be scrambling to become Mohist disciples."
Mo Zhan nodded, "If your heart is not right, your achievements will be limited."
Sun Bu Tong laughed, "Old Mo, you are too narrow-minded. How many famous generals have emerged in the Central Plains throughout the dynasties? Are all those famous generals upright gentlemen? There are countless villains. Ability is ability, and human heart is human heart. We have to distinguish them."
"I'm talking about the future!"
"Why?"
"My uncle once said that if we want to save the Ming Dynasty from decline, we have to scrape the bone and heal the wound. Those who are blinded by greed can be used, but they must not be reused!"
"Use a man's ability, not his mind!" Sun Bu Tong instantly felt that he had risen to prominence. "Lao Mo, I feel that I have the potential to be a famous general."
"The posture of leading a horse."
"Don't hit someone in the face! Besides, believe it or not, if Lord Earl gives the nod, these generals will rush to lead his horse."
Jiang Qingzhi was silent for a long time, then asked: "What is the army? What is the army for? What is the soul of the army?"
Everyone was silent, not knowing what he meant.
"The army is a tool of violence for the dynasty. The first priority of establishing the army is to resist foreign aggression!"
Jiang Qingzhi's voice was sonorous and powerful. "I have been standing by and watching the reconstruction of the Beijing Guards. I did not do anything else, but I wanted to see if you could grasp the key points. Unfortunately, no one has paid attention to this issue, and no one has thought about it."
"Why wouldn't I come and train you? You are just a bunch of soldiers who don't know why they are fighting. Even if I train you into invincible warriors, what's the use? A sharp double-edged sword can hurt others, but it can also hurt yourself."
Zhu Yuan's expression changed slightly, and he glanced at all the generals and saw that they were all the same.
Jiang Qingzhi almost pointed at their noses and scolded them for what he said: A bunch of idiots who are eager for quick success and instant benefits, but have abandoned the essence and soul of my military strategy.
"The Ming army fights for the Ming, for your majesty! This is the soul!"
"Why fight for Ming? Because this is your home. The people raise you with their blood and sweat, you should repay them with protection!"
"Why do we fight for your majesty? Because your majesty represents the Ming Dynasty. As long as the Ming Dynasty lasts, your majesty will live. If the Ming Dynasty perishes, your majesty will perish. Under heaven, the only one who shares honor and disgrace, life and death with the Ming Dynasty is the emperor!"
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"…Fighting for His Majesty is fighting for the Ming Dynasty!"
Rui Jingxian's voice echoed in Yongshou Palace.
"If I can't find this soul and don't use it to rebuild the Beijing Guards, then why am I training you? We are going in the wrong direction. The more powerful the Beijing Guards are, the more serious the disaster will be!"
"I was so bold that I had someone spread Chang Wei Bo's words to all the guards in the capital."
Rui Jingxian lowered his eyebrows and said amiably: "Chang Wei Bo said at the end that if one soldier is incompetent, the whole army will be incompetent. To reorganize the Beijing Guards and reshape their spirit, we must start from top to bottom. We must start with the generals..."
Emperor Jiajing narrowed his eyes and asked, "How are the Beijing guards?"
"Somewhat... numb." Rui Jingxian did not dare to praise the emperor, because he had been reported that the Eastern Depot was staring at the Beijing Guards and found that there seemed to be another group of people who were also watching the Beijing Guards.
"This is what Qingzhi said about an army without souls. They are just like tools, like zombies. They will follow whoever feeds them and obey their orders."
Emperor Jiajing frowned slightly, "This is a troublesome matter."
"Your Majesty, just let Chang Wei Bo go for the training." Rui Jingxian said with a smile.
Emperor Jiajing raised his eyes, "Yes! Let him train, train the Beijing Guard to become the second Tiger Guard, train them to be able to dominate the world... Then the outside world will make a fuss, saying that the Beijing Guard is the Beijing Guard of Lord Wei. If it fails once, twice, ten thousand times... In the end, I will be suspicious of Qingzhi."
Rui Jingxian trembled under the Taoist's gaze, knelt down and said: "I said this unintentionally, I am guilty of death."
"Why did Di Qing of the former Song Dynasty die? Why did Emperor Renzong, who trusted him, turn against him?" Emperor Jiajing pointed to his chest. "People's minds are hard to predict. I cannot guess what I will think about this matter in five or ten years. Therefore, I will leave room for it and not leave any seeds of suspicion in five or ten years. And to celebrate..."
"Your Majesty." An eunuch came to report, "Chang Wei Bo wants to see you. By the way, Your Majesty, Chang Wei Bo saw a few wintersweets... He said that the plum blossoms were quite lonely, and Your Majesty didn't have time to appreciate them, so he took them home to take good care of them, and will send them back when they are well..."
Could they come back after being dug away by him? Emperor Jiajing thought back to the pits in the Western Garden.
"You bastard! Are you trying to empty my West Garden?"
Jiang Qingzhi came, his hands looked dirty, and he said calmly as soon as he came in: "Old Huang, please ask someone to get some water."
The Taoist priest had a dark face and said, "I had those winter plums transplanted by someone else."
"Ah!" Jiang Qingzhi acted panic-stricken, "I didn't know, please forgive me, Your Majesty." "You!" Emperor Jiajing pointed at this guy, knowing that he couldn't get Lamei back, "I went to the Jingwei today, did you get anything?"
"There are some minor problems." Jiang Qingzhi sat down and said frankly, "Wang Yiqi from the Ministry of War is in trouble and has no time to take care of it. I went to take a look and found that he is strong and healthy, but he is numb and insensitive. This cannot go on!"
"Is there any way?" asked Emperor Jiajing.
"I have not been feeling well lately." Jiang Qingzhi put himself aside first, "I cannot personally train the Beijing Guards."
Emperor Jiajing remained silent.
He and Jiang Qingzhi both knew that even if the prince was reborn and had the halo of countless famous generals around him, he would not train the Beijing Guards.
Rui Jingxian thought about how he had angered the Taoist priest before, so he quickly showed his good will, "Your Majesty, after learning that Chang Wei Bo had gone to the Jingwei, those people said that there would be something interesting to watch."
The Taoist's face darkened, and Rui Jingxian slapped his cheek, "Look at this servant's mouth."
But the news has been released, so it has nothing to do with him.
"If the Beijing Guards don't train to be elite, how can they resist foreign aggression?" Emperor Jiajing said quietly, "The scholars and officials hope that I will stop fighting or just train casually. That way, when they force me, they don't have to worry about me turning against them. By the way, are those people trying to get people into the Beijing Guards?"
"Your Majesty is wiser than me!" Rui Jingxian said, "Those people are trying their best to get people into the Beijing Guard. I don't know if there are any of their people in the Beijing Guard, but I think there must be a lot."
"They are spread all over the country, and their relationships are complicated. The same is true in the guards in various places. Among the troops drawn from various places this time, their people are indispensable."
Emperor Jiajing said calmly: "This matter, Qingzhi..."
"Your Majesty." Jiang Qingzhi interrupted the Taoist first, "I think this is not a difficult task."
"Hmm?" Daoye was a little upset when he was interrupted. He sneered, "What method?"
Jiang Qingzhi raised his eyebrows, "It's okay to put martial arts aside..."
Bah!
The Taoist priest slammed the table hard, and the jade awl fell to the ground with a bang and broke into pieces.
Huang Jin said reflexively, "Those craftsmen are becoming less and less serious about their work. I will deal with a few of them later."
Cough!
Daoye coughed a few times, then stared at Jiang Qingzhi, "Speak your mind!"
Jiang Qingzhi took out a cigarette and said, "It's not easy to smoke here..."
"Hit me!" The Taoist's eyes turned red. "If you keep keeping me in suspense, I'll hit you!"
As he said this, the Taoist picked up his whisk.
Don’t think that being hit by a horsetail doesn’t hurt. Anyone who has experienced it knows how it feels, it’s like extreme ecstasy.
Jiang Qingzhi lit up the incense and said calmly, "Martial arts may seem like a martial arts school, but in fact it has long been abandoned. The students are just idling around, the professors are just idling around, and the graduates are incompetent. What skills can they train after entering the guards?"
Emperor Jiajing narrowed his eyes and said, "Continue."
"Your Majesty, do you know the dangers of a family of generals?" Jiang Qingzhi said, "A general who knows how to use troops or learns the art of war will keep it secret and only pass it on to his children and grandchildren. The military households of the Ming Dynasty are hereditary. The father is a general and the son is a general. With the art of war passed down in the family, his descendants will be generals. The Ming Dynasty army is full of such generals. What has it brought?"
It brought in generals like Wu Sangui, and turned it into a vassal state that was not really a vassal state.
"I am also aware of the dangers of military families, but looking around, there is no one who can be used." This is also the reason why military families can be fearless in their later years.
When one thing corners the market, it becomes a seller's market.
"Your Majesty, if you want to revive martial arts..." Jiang Qingzhi stood up, "I'll take my leave."
He handed the key to solving the problem to the Taoist priest, and the rest depended on how the Taoist priest weighed the pros and cons.
Emperor Jiajing sat there in silence for a long time.
After Huang Jin sent Jiang Qingzhi away, he came back with a jade awl in his hand, which he placed next to the Taoist priest with ease.
"How could I not know the harm done by military families? Since the beginning of the Song Dynasty, military families have become a double-edged sword for the dynasty, hurting others and itself. If they are not used, no one will be available. If they are used, one is worried that the military families will become overbearing..."
"When martial arts are on the rise, if a general becomes overbearing, he can be replaced... I'm afraid this idiot has already prepared this move to deal with me!"
Emperor Jiajing raised his eyes and said, "Bring him back."
Jiang Qingzhi came back again, and Emperor Jiajing said calmly: "I know you are full of complaints at the moment, speak up!"
"Martial arts should not become a garbage dump!" Jiang Qingzhi sat down. "It was originally a place to train generals loyal to the Ming Dynasty and His Majesty, but it has become a place where a group of people fish in troubled waters to get by and gain experience."
"Who will teach?" Emperor Jiajing looked at Jiang Qingzhi, "You."
"Professors must have rich experience in fighting." Jiang Qingzhi said: "As for students, I think there are two ways to go. One is to select talented young generals from the army, and the other is to select through the military examination."
"I'm thinking about who should be in charge of martial arts." The Taoist looked at Jiang Qingzhi and frowned, "I wanted to let you go, but I know you will definitely hide. So do you have any candidates?"
Jiang Qingzhi felt that being in charge of martial arts was like being imprisoned in a circle. He smiled and said, "There is a candidate for the chief minister of martial arts."
"Who?" The Taoist trusted Jiang Qingzhi's vision.
"His Majesty!"
(End of this chapter)
