Chapter 512: Sensational Martial Arts Lesson
Lan Zhen's nose was swollen and his eyes were a little black and blue. He sat in the duty room with his head tilted back, while his trusted clerk stuffed a rolled-up cloth into his nostrils.
The bleeding stopped, but then flowed back into his mouth. Lan Zhen spat out a mouthful of blood and cursed, "That bastard is getting more and more arrogant."
The confidant said, "Minister, Jiang Qingzhi actually found out about this. Should we remind them to be careful?"
"The world is so big, how could Jiang Qingzhi have so many clones? Even I don't know where they are going to start, let alone Jiang Qingzhi." Lan Zhen glanced at his confidant, with a hint of vigilance in his eyes.
Someone told him that if he could successfully stop this, it would ruin Jiang Qingzhi's plan, and they would take care of the official career of his son who had just started his career.
At present, there is no vacancy for the six ministers, so Lan Zhen has no chance to be promoted. However, if his son can have a smooth career, Lan Zhen will also be happy to see it happen.
"Minister, the land outside the Mohist city has a wall half a man high. It's hard to spy on it now." The confidant whispered, "Those civilians are also quite alert. Last time someone went to get information, he was suspected by those civilians to be a Confucian spy. Fortunately, he ran away quickly, otherwise he would have been beaten up.
Minister, why do you think those common people are so devoted to Jiang Qingzhi and the Mohist School? "
Lan Zhen was silent.
In fact, he knew.
He was also full of passion, and impressed the craftsmen and subordinates.
But when he joined those people in order to get promoted, he found that everything had changed.
Although his subordinates were still respectful to him, they lacked admiration for him.
Those craftsmen seemed timid, but lacked the spirit of being approachable.
Why is all this happening?
Lan Zhen felt a heat in his chest, and he pulled hard at his collar but to no avail.
"The Mohist school, the Mohist school, the Mohist school should be killed!" Lan Zhen looked up, and his confidant looked at him in astonishment, "Minister, you..."
Lan Zhen felt something flowing on his face. He reached out to wipe it, then looked closer and saw that it was all blood.
He didn't know when the cloth fell off, but blood kept gushing out of his nostrils and flowed all over his face.
Looked like a ghost.
……
"There is no need to act rashly on this matter."
After learning about this, the Taoist priest called Jiang Qingzhi into the palace and said, "The first step in governing is to calm the situation. Since the other party's actions are untraceable, then just wait for news."
Jiang Qingzhi knew this truth, but he felt a little uneasy.
"Monkey, monkey!" Taoist sighed, "I was the same in the past. When I found something might happen, I became anxious and ordered people to investigate and investigate... But in the end, what was supposed to happen would still happen, which only added to my troubles.
The only thing you can do now is to prepare. When the news comes, respond immediately. "
He looked at Jiang Qingzhi and smiled, "Never mind, you are only a little old, that's what young people should do. But are you sure about your treasure?"
Feng Yuan had almost figured out the flintlock rifle and was studying how to make it. Jiang Qingzhi was also thinking about the same thing and giving some advice from time to time.
He is in charge and Feng Yuan is in charge, and the progress is quite fast.
"I am sure."
"Then what are you worried about?" Emperor Jiajing said with a smile.
But as soon as he left, Emperor Jiajing said coldly: "The biogas pool can increase income a lot every year. It is related to the Ming Dynasty. Tell Lu Bing to investigate it strictly. If anyone is found...whoever has the hand will be chopped off."
"Yes."
……
Jiang Qingzhi went to Zhilu, where the old playboy was waiting for him.
"There's no need to rush this matter." The old dandy sneered, "Increasing income is a foregone conclusion. Can those people make all the farmers in the world abandon their biogas digesters? There's something..."
Zhu Xizhong suddenly laughed, and after a while he said, "As far as I know, among those who clamored against biogas digesters, many of them used this thing in their fields."
Seeing that Jiang Qingzhi was not surprised, Zhu Xizhong was a little puzzled, "Did you know about this a long time ago?"
Jiang Qingzhi shook his head. "I don't know about this, but I know how shameless those people are. They say they are irreconcilable with me for the sake of Taoism and Confucianism, but they can't help but want to gnaw on the bones. I wonder what the Master would think if he were alive again and saw these disciples."
"What can you think?" Zhu Xizhong said, "Master, it's good enough to have cold pork to eat every year."
"Second Master." Zhu Xizhong's followers came in, "Lu Bing is here to look for you."
Zhu Xizhong and Jiang Qingzhi exchanged glances and nodded.
Then Lu Bing came in. "Your Majesty just ordered me to have the Imperial Guards keep an eye on the biogas tanks everywhere. But the Ministry of Industry has been working very hard this year. I just asked about it. Now there are at least thousands of biogas tanks in various places. How can I, the Imperial Guards, keep an eye on them all?"
"Then put it aside." Jiang Qingzhi said.
"What do you mean by that?" Lu Bing asked, with a probing look in his eyes. Jiang Qingzhi had just given a blow to the Confucianists. It was said that some people in the imperial court were shouting that they could not use ordinary means to deal with Jiang Qingzhi, but should follow the story of Confucius and punish him.
As for Jiang Qingzhi's crime... the Master can just use the reasons he used to punish Shao Zhengmao.
But very few people agree with this. Some say that Jiang Qingzhi is cruel and if they openly resort to conquest and punishment, who will bear the consequences of his counterattack if he fails?
No one said anything now.
Thinking back to Jiang Qingzhi's previous domineering behavior, Lu Bing suddenly realized that Jiang Qingzhi did it on purpose.
This guy deliberately created this kind of persona so that people would not dare to act rashly towards him.
"The Jinyiwei only needs to do one thing." Jiang Qingzhi said, "Spread the word outside and say that it was this uncle who said that the biogas digester is related to the welfare of farmers all over the world and the Ming Dynasty. Whoever dares to tamper with it...don't blame this uncle for being ruthless!"
He picked up a brush on the table and wrote with force.
Snapped!
The brush broke into two pieces. …
You must learn to remain calm... This is the teaching of the Taoist priest.
Jiang Qingzhi reflected on himself and felt that he had been a little impatient recently. He wished that Mohism would spread all over the Ming Dynasty like dandelions overnight.
This kind of mentality of rushing for quick results is not desirable. Stay calm, stay calm... When Jiang Qingzhi walked out of Xiyuan, his mood had returned to calm.
Jiang Qingzhi put the matter aside for the time being, as he happened to be invited to give a lecture at a martial arts school.
After entering the martial arts school, Ma Fang was waiting for him.
"Teacher, there was news from the Ministry of War that many cattle and sheep died in the snowstorm last year, and life this year is particularly difficult. Now from time to time, small groups of people cross the border to plunder the Nine Borders. We sent people to negotiate, but Altan said they were starving people and could not be stopped."
"Hungry people?" Jiang Qingzhi said, "I think it's mostly a test."
Ma Fang followed him and the two of them entered the classroom.
Dozens of generals were waiting, and when they saw Jiang Qing, someone shouted, "Stand up!"
"Greetings, Lord!" Dozens of generals saluted.
Jiang Qingzhi nodded, walked to the podium, and said to everyone: "I haven't come to martial arts school for a long time. I am very pleased to see that you are following orders."
When these students first arrived, the array was so ugly that Jiang Qingzhi couldn't bear to look at it. Now it finally looks somewhat like what it is.
Jiang Qingzhi wrote a few words on the blackboard, "Strategy!"
He turned around and said, "Many people must be wondering whether the rebuilt martial arts are just old wine in new bottles, or whether they really need to be reborn. This lesson can tell you that if you don't change yourself, you won't be able to graduate!"
Those generals had already seen some clues from the structure of martial arts, and now they got Jiang Qingzhi's confirmation, they became excited.
"What does it mean to be reborn?" Jiang Qingzhi pointed to his head. "First, the old ideas in your mind must be completely replaced. Secondly, your body must be cleansed from the inside out. Then, when you return to the army, the reform in the army will begin."
"Yes, this is a top-to-bottom reform!"
Those people actually wanted to attack the biogas digester, which made Jiang Qingzhi put aside his worries and throw out the word "innovation".
"What is strategy? Strategy is to start from the overall situation, stand at the top of the temple, and plan the military and political methods that are related to the rise and fall of the Ming Dynasty!"
"Master." A student raised his hand. Jiang Qingzhi nodded. The student stood up and said, "Military men are not allowed to interfere in politics. Otherwise... they will be killed."
"Yes! This is how Di Qing died in the previous dynasty."
"If we interfere in politics, we will become rats crossing the street and everyone will shout and beat us."
Jiang Qingzhi held his hands, and after everyone quieted down, he said, "The strategy I'm talking about must be understood from the overall perspective of military and political affairs.
For example, last year, Altan Khan's army suffered a snowstorm. The court could judge the severity of the disaster by the types and quantities of goods traded between the two sides. Then, based on the Ming Dynasty's current attitude towards Altan Khan's army, the court could make suggestions to the Ministry of Revenue on the types and quantities of goods traded between the two sides... Is this military or political?"
The generals were silent.
"In many matters, the military and politics are one," Jiang Qingzhi said, "but military men should not interfere in politics. This is an iron rule."
Seeing the generals' confusion, he smiled and said, "The so-called strategy refers to personal cultivation. If you want to become a famous general, or even a famous commander, you must have military and political cultivation. And this cultivation is what I want to teach you today."
Seeing that everyone understood what he said, Jiang Qingzhi continued, "The so-called strategy is to formulate countermeasures based on your own strength and goals, and the strength and goals of your opponents."
A lot of students came outside at some point.
Several professors entered the classroom and saw that there were only a few students. They were surprised and asked, "Where are the students?"
"We heard that Chang Wei Bo was coming to give a lecture, so we all went to listen."
……
"What is the current strategy of the Ming Dynasty? Let's talk about the Altan tribe! The current intention of the court is to first resolve the internal conflicts of the Ming Dynasty, accumulate strength, and look for an opportunity to act."
Jiang Qingzhi said: "Under the guidance of this strategy, what should the nine borders do?"
This is... this is the way to be a handsome man!
Under Jiang Qingzhi's patient and instructive instruction, the students fully understood the importance of today's lesson.
More and more people gathered outside the door. One student turned around inadvertently and saw that it was his professor behind him. He hurriedly wanted to explain, but the professor let out a soft hiss and pointed inside. It turned out that he was also listening intently.
"The Nine Frontiers should be patient for the time being and focus on defense, but they should not passively accept being beaten." Jiang Qingzhi said: "Knowing the strategy, when to attack, when to defend, and how to face the enemy... When you go to the battlefield, you will have a clear goal for this battle in your mind. This is the extension of the strategy!"
Jiang Qingzhi continued, "And the reconstruction of martial arts is also one of the products of this strategy, accumulating strength and waiting for the opportunity."
He looked at the students and asked, "If you were the generals of the Nine Frontiers at this moment, and Altan's army attacked, how would you respond?"
A general raised his hand and stood up. "Don't be too indulgent, but don't go too far either. Maintain the balance of power on both sides so that Altan's tribe doesn't dare to march south in large numbers. The goal is to buy time for the Ming Dynasty to resolve the conflict."
Jiang Qingzhi smiled, "This is tactics serving strategy, strategy leading tactics, no matter how things change, they remain essentially the same. If you master this method, you can derive many branches of warfare."
He dropped the homemade chalk in his hand and clapped his hands, "get out of class dismissed!"
Turning back, Jiang Qingzhi was startled... Shit! There were people outside the door. There were at least a hundred people.
Everyone was looking at him, and the burning gazes made Jiang Qingzhi feel uneasy.
"I'll be happy to learn from you!" a professor saluted.
"Disciple will accept the instruction!"
The students saluted respectfully.
(End of this chapter)
