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Among the bamboo forests.

Zhu Zhiyu was holding a long sword, while Fei Ruhe was holding a broadsword. The former had exquisite swordsmanship, while the latter was heavy and powerful. The fight between them was inseparable.

Zhao Han cheered beside him to add to the fun.

"when!"

Fei Ruhe slashed out, and directly knocked Zhu Zhiyu's long sword flying.

Picking up the saber, Zhu Zhiyu felt extremely distressed, the blade had several gaps, and he couldn't help but sighed, "It's a pity if you don't become a general with your strength."

Fei Ruhe said: "I also want to take the martial arts exam, but I can't get in the books. I heard that you have to be knowledgeable in the martial arts exam."

Zhu Zhiyu said: "After what happened last year, the essay is not so important in the martial arts exam. You can rest assured to take the exam."

Fei Ruhe scratched his head: "What happened last year? Why don't I know."

Zhao Han, who reads the Tang newspaper regularly, explained: "Last year in the martial arts examination, there was a man who could wield a hundred-pound sword, and he was called a warrior in the world. But this person failed. The emperor was furious, and both the chief examiner and the supervisor were imprisoned." , A total of 22 people were dismissed from the Ministry of War.”

"Can such a thing happen?" Fei Ruhe was dumbfounded.

Chongzhen's tactics are not inferior to political experts, and many decisions are intentional.

The dismissal of the twenty-two members of the Ministry of War just happens to be replaced by new ones.

He also took this opportunity to announce the establishment of a military examination, which would be invigilated by the emperor himself. In the future, all Wu Jinshi will belong to the emperor's disciples, and Chongzhen wants to directly control the military officials.

Zhu Zhiyu glanced at Zhao Han and asked curiously, "How did Zhuochen know this news?"

"Look at the pond newspaper." Zhao Han said with a smile.

"It's a good idea," Zhu Zhiyu said, "I haven't read the Tang newspaper for a long time, and I'd better listen to what my brother said about the martial arts."

Zhu Zhiyu's eldest brother really couldn't pass the Juren examination, so he ran to become a Wu Jinshi.

Zhu Zhiyu himself can also slash people with a sword.

In history, in the eleventh year of Chongzhen, as a Gongsheng student, he ranked first in all talents in civil and military affairs, and was specially recruited by the Ministry of Rites.

Later, the small court of the Southern Ming Dynasty recruited him to be an official three times, but Zhu Zhiyu refused to agree, unwilling to be involved in the vortex of party struggles.

But he resolutely joined the Anti-Qing team, and with his old age, he went to Japan seven times and Annan six times to raise funds for the rebel army and foreign aid for Ming Dynasty. Repeated battles and repeated defeats, repeated defeats and repeated battles, and at the age of sixty-one, he went into battle to kill the enemy himself.

In the end, he was defeated and fled to Japan, where he was almost treated as a national teacher.

His knowledge formed the "Mito Studies" in Japan, and "Mito Studies" gave birth to the "Reformation School", which indirectly influenced the Meiji Restoration in Japan.

From a certain point of view, Zhu Zhiyu had a major impact on Japan's Meiji Restoration!

...

Hearing that martial arts no longer value written examinations, Fei Ruhe was quite moved, and asked, "What kind of thing does the emperor value the most?"

"Tale strategy, riding and shooting." Zhu Zhiyu replied.

Fei Ruhe was startled and said: "Oops, I don't know how to ride a horse, and I don't know how to shoot arrows either. I will visit a famous teacher tomorrow, and I have to learn archery first!"

The guy ran away after finishing speaking, leaving only Zhao Han and Zhu Zhiyu in the bamboo forest.

The structure of the Datong Society is loose, and Zhao Han has no other requirements. He only asks the members to do three things——

First, accept the "theory of personality", and if you don't accept it, get out.

Second, study the classics of Neo Confucianism, get together on the first and fifteenth day of junior high school, and share their reading experience.

Third, practice martial arts and art of war together every day.

The result was very bad. After only a few days, no one came to the bamboo forest to practice martial arts.

Only Zhao Han, Fei Ruhe, and Zhu Zhiyu have long been in the habit of practicing martial arts, and if they don't practice one day, they will feel uneasy.

Zhao Han's long spear had already been replaced, and it was forged by a blacksmith.

With a shot stuck in the ground, Zhao Han sat down cross-legged and said, "Brother Chu Yu, what do you think of the Northwest Liu thief?"

Zhu Zhiyu put his sword back into its sheath, and said: "I have experienced the catastrophe in Zhejiang, to the extent that I changed my son to eat, and the people have not yet rebelled. It is only because I survived that period that I have the hope of surviving in the next year. It is conceivable , the people of Shaanxi have stopped thinking about the coming year. If they don’t, they will definitely die in the coming year.”

"Do you think the thief can be eliminated?" Zhao Han asked again.

Zhu Zhiyu shook his head and said: "People, if you divide and listen to them, you will be foolish, and if you join together, you will be gods. Once their hearts change, the river will collapse. If you want to quell the chaos in the northwest, it is not a matter of military affairs, so the people have to eat ah!"

Zhao Han asked again: "How do you think the common people can eat?"

Zhu Zhiyu thought carefully:

"First, promote enlightenment and uplift the moral spirit. It is not the hypocritical morality, but the real morality."

"Secondly, rectify the administration of officials, clean up the trend of corruption, and eradicate the rule of mediocrity. Today's officialdom has two major ills. One is greed, and the other is mediocrity. Inside and outside the court, both greedy and mediocre, there is no ability to govern. Money is all about it.”

"Thirdly, clear the source and advocate practical learning. Scholars in the world should not talk about it empty-handed. Yangming Xinxue has fallen into Zen Taoism, and Zhu Zi's Neo-Confucianism has also changed beyond recognition. I believe that Taoism is for daily use, and it is the way that is beneficial to the country and the people. To be of no benefit to the people is evil! I have seen Zhu Zi for the past few days, and I have a general understanding, and many truths have been explained very clearly!"

Zhao Han asked again: "Which of these three things can be done?"

Zhu Zhiyu said dejectedly: "I can't, Daming has accumulated so much that it is hard to return."

Zhao Han asked: "If the imperial court recruits you to be an official, are you willing to follow the imperial edict to become an official?"

"I don't want to."

Zhu Zhiyu said without hesitation: "If I become a county magistrate, I will arrest you in the first year. In the third year, the people will recite virtues and be praised by the superiors. After that, I will be punished with serious crimes and lose my fortune! If I stay in the center, I will become a scholar. Yanguan, I'm afraid he will be imprisoned in two or three months!"

"Hahahaha," Zhao Han couldn't help laughing, "Jun Zhen is self-aware."

Zhu Zhiyu sighed and said: "Party struggles are endless, and the country has no peace. My elder brother and military officer have been involved in party disputes and have been dismissed for several years. Civil servants who want to do things, how can they be alone?"

Zhao Han asked, "Isn't there no party dispute when the Holy King comes to court?"

"hehe."

Zhu Zhiyu was so amused that he didn't even want to explain.

At this moment in the court hall, the six major factions are besieging Guangmingding... Ah bah, I got the wrong script. The first assistant, Zhou Yanru, is uniting with the Donglin Party to collectively besiege the second assistant, Wen Tiren.

Old Wen Ge said: "I want to hit a hundred!"

So in half a year, the Donglin Party will be turned on its back, the chief assistant Zhou Yanru is forced to resign, and Wen Tiren happily succeeds the chief assistant.

There is no party struggle, only political struggle.

In such a situation, if you enter the court and become an official, you must either do nothing, or join the political struggle, or do your duty faithfully, and you will be treated like a human being inside and outside.

Whoever does the right thing will die fast!

Those who are willing to do business, no matter how good or bad their ability is, or their personal morality is good or bad, are all reputable good men.

Zhu Zhiyu suddenly came to his senses, what are we doing with a teenager talking about these important national affairs?

But Zhao Han's words and deeds always make people ignore his age.

Zhao Han continued to ask: "Since none of these three items can restore the court system, isn't Daming hopelessly hopeless?"

Zhu Zhiyu was silent, he really couldn't see hope.

In his eyes, Daming had already been terminally ill, and it was all about how long he could live.

What Zhu Zhiyu is most proficient in is not Neo-Confucianism and Psychology, nor ancient prose in the pre-Qin period, nor poetry and poetry. He has studied historiography for more than ten years... Taking history as a mirror, what the hell is the Ming Dynasty?

Zhao Han said: "I think the root cause of the Ming Dynasty's illness is not the imperial court, but the excessive annexation of the land. The rich are connected with fields, and the poor have no land to stand on. In such a situation, how can they collect taxes? The court has no money, so where can it be?" Can you do business? The less money you have, the more you have to expropriate. The more you expropriate, the more chaotic the world will be.”

Zhu Zhiyu was quite surprised: "To have such insights, you can be called a child prodigy!"

Zhao Han asked: "Brother Chuyu, you said that if the land in the world can be nationalized, the court will distribute it to the people. Will this lead to long-term peace and stability?"

Zhu Zhiyu smiled and said: "The land equalization system in the Sui and Tang Dynasties is the method you said. Men can distribute land when they reach adulthood. It was really effective at the beginning, but it was no longer effective in the reign of Emperor Gaozong. Wu Zhou cracked down on the famous families and recovered a little bit, but it was completely ruined in Xuanzong's time. .How do you think the Jiedushi came? The imperial court has no money to use soldiers, and just ordered local self-determination. How can there be a long-term peace and stability in the world?"

Zhao Han smiled. It is really not good to equalize the land. When the population increases, it will collapse.

After all, there is only so much land in the world. A thousand mu of land was divided among ten people before, then one hundred people, and finally one thousand people. Is it worth it?

China in the 21st century relies on industrialization to solve the problem of land saturation.

It cannot be applied mechanically until the end of the Ming Dynasty.

Even red ideas cannot be copied mechanically. Because Marx taught us that the economic base determines the superstructure, and it is against the law of social development to force red in the 17th century.

We should seek truth from facts and combine theory with national conditions.

Zhao Han finally asked: "Will I wait for the scholars to just sit back and watch the country collapse?"

"Other than that, what else can you do?" Zhu Zhiyu said with a smile, "Being an official can't save Ming Dynasty. Could it be possible to rebel and establish a new dynasty?"

Zhao Han didn't speak.

Seeing that something was wrong with Zhao Han, Zhu Zhiyu suddenly said in surprise: "You want to do things like yellow scarves and green forests?"

"I didn't say, Brother Chu Yu, don't scare me." Zhao Han immediately denied it.

This person is not easy to fool, his thinking is too clear.

And the slogan of equalizing the land is too radical, unless there is chaos in the south of the Yangtze River, don't try to persuade this kind of rich boy!

Just at the moment of embarrassment, Fei Chun came over suddenly: "Brother, the first issue of "Goose Lake Weekly" is finally sold out. Who do you think bought the most?"

"Which ones?" Zhao Han didn't bother to guess.

Fei Chun said with a smile: "Merchants from other places, they are very rich, and they have nothing to do when the goods are loaded on the ship. Many merchants even urged me to publish the second issue as soon as possible. They are still waiting to read "Legend of the Condor Heroes" Woolen cloth."

Zhao Han immediately said happily: "Increase the price and print more. The first issue only printed 500 copies, and the price was still very low, so I lost more than ten taels of silver. The second issue printed 800 copies, and the price was directly doubled." times, otherwise we will have to lose everything."

"You'll lose money even if you double the price, so let's raise the price even harder." Fei Chun suggested.

"Take your time, the wisher will take the bait."