Imperial Master of the Ming Dynasty

Cao Song, who had just walked off, was more experienced than these young men. He rushed forward and pinched the opponent's jaw first to ensure that the opponent would not bite his tongue to commit suicide or swallow medicine. Then he checked the opponent's mouth to confirm It was difficult to commit suicide, so he just stuffed a cloth ball into it and stuck his tongue.

Cao Song saw it very clearly on the walking path just now. His many years of spy career allowed him to almost conclude that the person in front of him was the saint of the White Lotus Sect who was worshiped by Niu Zhen.

But that dead body was obviously not the leader of the White Lotus Sect.

This series of skillful Jin Yiwei behaviors made the people around them stunned, and it really gave them a little Jin Yiwei shock.

Tang Yin had just been deceived by her most beloved person, and she lost her mind for a moment. In addition, she really had no martial arts skills. This is normal, just as real agents are often not all-round combat masters, and many agents are not even proficient in fighting. The White Lotus Sect The Saint is responsible for the daily management of the White Lotus Sect, which is more similar to the role of a general manager, and does not require any martial arts skills.

Therefore, the best time to commit suicide has been lost.

Moreover, he was so disheartened that he no longer had the intention to commit suicide.

If it had been before, Tang Yin would not have had the slightest hesitation to die in order to protect the leader.

But right now, she didn't know why she lived or why she died, and she suddenly became confused.

The two soldiers from before took the order and left, and after a while, they brought out a basin of water.

They pressed Tang Yin's shoulders hard, forcing her to turn her head and splash a whole basin of cold water on her face.

The cold and biting drops of water slid down his forehead, crossed the corners of his eyes and brows, and landed on Tang Yin's clothes, leaving obvious traces of water. Tang Yin slowly raised his head. His eyes were originally flashing with complex emotions like a stormy sea, but they suddenly calmed down, leaving only endless emptiness and confusion.

She stood there blankly, as if she had lost her soul.

The surrounding soldiers looked at Tang Yin's face washed by the water, but they were stunned for an instant.

The cosmetics used to disguise her appearance were washed away, and the "village girl" who had just been a country girl now turned into a peerless beauty.

Although those eyes were still dull, the ends of them were slightly raised, showing a bit of charm, as if they could seduce people's hearts.

If Tang Yin just now felt like a stubborn stone covered with dust, then she looked a bit like a coquettishly blooming rose at this moment.

Tang Yin's long hair was soaked by the water and scattered on her shoulders, making it look even blacker and more beautiful. Her eyes were deep, shining with unknown sadness through the clear water drops. Although the clothes on her body had become cold, It was still attached to her body, outlining her graceful figure, making people's hearts beat unconsciously.

Tang Yin was like a lonely flower, standing there quietly, making people feel pity, and at the same time, there was an unconcealable feeling of amazement.

"What are you stunned for?"

Xu Jingchang came to his senses and roared at the others.

Everyone woke up one after another and hurriedly gathered their thoughts.

Xu Jingchang stayed where he was and kept an eye on Tang Yin. For some reason, he suddenly felt uneasy in his heart.

He looked at Tang Yin quietly, feeling the unknown loneliness and sadness in her body. Tang Yin's eyes were always looking at the nearby towering city wall. She had not moved at all since the basin of water was poured down.

Xu Jingchang walked up to Tang Yin and looked down at the embarrassed woman with messy black hair. He was still a young man after all. Looking at this charming and beautiful woman, his Adam's apple rolled a few times before he said: "Follow me. "

Tang Yin silently followed Xu Jingchang to the tower and walked in front of Jiang Xinghuo.

Tang Yin still stood there, his eyes empty, as if he had lost his soul.

She exudes an alluring aura that makes people fall in love with her.

Jiang Xinghuo looked at Tang Yin, a strange look flashed in his eyes, as if he was thinking about something.

Xu Jingchang had already reported to him what happened just now.

And Niu Zhen, who was lying on the bed, directly called out Tang Yin's name.

So the person in front of me is the famous Saint of the White Lotus Sect, the second most powerful person in the White Lotus Sect.

Of course Jiang Xinghuo would not be seduced by mere beauty, he had another purpose in his thinking.

"What a great example of transformation, "My Life Transformation: From White Lotus Saint to Cotton Spinner." Just thinking about it, I feel that this first edition will definitely sell out."

Yes, the National Master was just thinking about the change of public opinion.

"Di Bao", as the current mouthpiece of the Ming Dynasty, has both advantages and disadvantages.

The advantage is that you can hold it in your own hands, the content can be reviewed by yourself, and anything that is not conducive to reform can be nipped in the bud.

But the disadvantage is that "Di Bao" is really too serious, and the target audience is the officials of the imperial court, not ordinary people.

According to the information coming back from Nanjing, the main problem facing the reform in terms of public opinion is that the number of supporters of the reform is small, and it is difficult to win over the opponents by arguing.

This problem is naturally easy to solve, that is, to establish a new royal-run newspaper and publish a national newspaper to quickly and massively popularize knowledge about the reform, guide public opinion, and win the hearts and minds of the people.

Jiang Xinghuo had already thought of a name, so he decided to call it "Da Ming Daily", or "Ming Pao" for short.

In fact, when Jiang Xinghuo ordered local officials to rewrite relevant documents in the morning, he might as well have done a pilot in advance to see how the people would react to this easy-to-understand method of spreading public opinion.

So how can the first issue of "Ming Pao" be sold out? How can we increase the popularity of the newspaper and get off to a good start?

Of course there has to be a gimmick!

"The imperial court successfully suppressed the rebellion in Jiangnan, and more than 100,000 people ate pots of pulp to welcome the king's master"

"Work-for-relief along Taihu Lake, water conservancy projects are progressing smoothly"

"The Imperial Guards launched a heavy attack on Jiangnan eunuchs, and more than ten officials were dismissed from their posts and investigated"

It’s not that these topics are impossible, but the gimmick is not big enough, and the people of this era are not happy enough to hear about them.

What are the first-page headlines that ordinary people like to hear in this era?

Of course, there must be contrasting content, and the one just now is good.

——You said that I am not sophisticated enough, and I said that you do not understand journalism and communication.

While Jiang Xinghuo was briefly thinking, Tang Yin was gradually calming down.

After a long while, she took a deep breath, and when she raised her eyes again, her eyesight had returned to clarity.

Tang Yin looked at the young man in front of him.

Wearing a green shirt and a jade crown on his head, he has a tall and straight figure. There is a bit of gentleness between his eyebrows, but it gives people a feeling of being inaccessible.

In fact, when Jiang Xinghuo's eyes were staring at her just now, for some reason, Tang Yin felt that he was giving her an indescribable sense of oppression at this moment, which made her a little breathless.

Well, if she knew the life plan Jiang Xinghuo had given her, Tang Yin would understand where this feeling of oppression came from.

"If you want to kill or behead me, please do as you please."

Tang Yin's voice was soft and low, revealing a bit of determination.

Jiang Xinghuo smiled and shook his head.

Tang Yin was stunned. She didn't understand why the other party shook his head.

She frowned slightly: "Do you think I would be as shameless as this person? I won't say anything, I'm going to give up on this idea."

Niu Zhen, who was lying on the bed, was immediately furious, but as he was about to speak, he tried to figure out what the imperial master was thinking, and instead advised him: "You stupid woman, that old man Bai Tianyu tricked you, are you going to do it again?" Are you determined to continue working for him? You are really stupid! Why not submit to the imperial court as soon as possible and find a future."

Tang Yin closed his eyes and said softly: "My allegiance is to the White Lotus Sect, and what I believe in is the Wusheng Old Mother."

Jiang Xinghuo smiled softly: "I did have the idea of ​​killing you just now, but I have changed my mind now."

"You are much more useful alive than dead."

Hearing this, Tang Yin opened his eyes and looked at him in surprise.

She originally thought that the Imperial Master was going to kill her to silence her, but she never thought that the other party wanted to spare her life, but it was obvious that the other party had no good intentions!

Jiang Xinghuo picked up the tea cup and took a sip of tea, then put down the cup in his hand and said: "I want to issue an announcement in the Jiangnan area. It is similar to the "Book of Chen Bo", but it needs to be more colloquial. Use your name."

Although Tang Yin is a female streamer, she has followed Bai Tianyu for so many years and has read some books. Of course she knows what "The Book with Chen Bo" is.

It was precisely because of this that Tang Yin suddenly felt a little creepy!

Jiang Xinghuo kept her alive, but made her feel worse than death!

"In late spring in March, grass grows in the south of the Yangtze River, there are mixed peanuts and trees, and flocks of orioles fly around" is of course the most famous sentence in this article, but what many people don't know is that this is the story of Xiao Hong, the Linchuan king who Qiu Chi replaced in the Northern Expedition during the Northern and Southern Dynasties. A letter written to Chen Bozhi, the judge of the Southern Dynasty.

——And it’s a letter of surrender!

In the letter, Qiu Chi first sternly condemned Chen Bozhi's despicable act of treason and surrender to the enemy, and then affirmed the Liang Dynasty's policy of letting go of the past and being tolerant, showing his righteousness to the other party, stating his interests, and moving him to protect his motherland. Thanks to his kindness and affection for his hometown, he finally advised him that returning to Liang was the best way out.

The rational analysis of the real situation and the affectionate appeal of the motherland are intertwined in the article, and the writing is layer by layer. It is both reasonable and sensible, and deeply touching.

Therefore, history records: "When Bo obtained the letter, he surrendered with eight thousand troops in Shouyang."

But Jiang Xinghuo wants to write a "Letter with Chen Bo" of this era in her name. Who is she trying to persuade to surrender?

The answer is self-evident, naturally it is to persuade the White Lotus rebels who are currently in a precarious situation on the Taihu front line to surrender.

If she could use her name as a saint to persuade the White Lotus Sect to surrender, wouldn't everyone in the world know that she had betrayed the White Lotus Sect?

However, this is Tang Yin's belief, and it is also something she would rather die than do.

"I won't sign it."

"You have no choice." Jiang Xinghuo said simply, "Besides, since you don't know where Bai Tianyu is or what his plan is, this matter is your only value."

Jiang Xinghuo looked at her with a faint smile on his lips: "Whether you want it or not, from now on, the name Tang Yin can only live in this document forever. This is because you were captured as a saint of the White Lotus Sect. Finally, the price must be paid.”

"And I want to use this piece of paper to exchange for what I want most."

"what?"

Jiang Xinghuo walked slowly to the open window of the city gate building, pointed to the distance under the blue sky and white clouds outside, and said leisurely: "What I want is right there."

There is a barren land, and it is also a hot land that is about to undergo earth-shaking changes in Jiang Xinghuo's eyes.

"What do you want?"

"To put it further, I want to free the people of the whole Jiangnan and even the whole world from the physical control of the gentry; to put it more closely, I want to let the hundreds of thousands of people who are trapped on the Taihu front line be freed from the mental control of your White Lotus Sect. I want to Here, build a truly vibrant place!”

Tang Yin gritted his teeth and said, "Idiots are talking about dreams!"

"Heh." Jiang Xinghuo chuckled, "If you don't believe it, just watch."

During this conversation, Tang Yin suddenly realized Jiang Xinghuo's true intention.

Although Jiang Xinghuo did not make any cover-up.

Jiang Xinghuo needs to sign a surrender document in her name. What is the purpose? Naturally, it was to get the White Lotus rebels to surrender, but the Ming army had such a big advantage, or in other words, Jiang Xinghuo provided such a big advantage to the Ming army, so the White Lotus rebels still needed to surrender?

It's like a famous saying from Jiang Xinghuo's previous life in the e-sports circle: Once you learn how to operate, the rest will be done with A.

Once the Ming army launches a general offensive, it will inevitably be overwhelming.

Therefore, Jiang Xinghuo's true intention was not to defeat the White Lotus rebels, but to make the White Lotus rebels surrender so as to save the lives of the people who were held hostage by the rebels to the greatest extent possible.

Tang Yin came back to his senses and sneered: "Do you think that even if you use my name to write a surrender document, they will surrender obediently? Stop dreaming, they will only obey the orders of the leader. And if the situation is critical, At this time, you are even more unable to completely rescue these people. I didn't expect that you would be so kind and benevolent as a woman when you want to do such a big thing as reforming the law, it's just a matter of course."

However, Tang Yin did not notice Jiang Xinghuo showing any signs of being irritated.

On the contrary, the other party just said calmly.

"If you want to calm the world, you must first rectify people's hearts. How to rectify people's hearts? Put the people first in everything. Even if there are all kinds of difficulties, you should keep this thought in mind. You White Lotus Sect will never understand this truth in your life."

However, Jiang Xinghuo's words stimulated the most sensitive and tender part of Tang Yin's heart.

"Now Jiangnan is rebelling. Without the tyranny of the Ming Dynasty, would it be possible to build such a momentum just by the instigation of our White Lotus Sect?"

Tang Yin suddenly became a little excited: "When I was a child and my family was ruined by you dog officials, where are these great principles you said? If the White Lotus Sect hadn't saved me, I'm afraid I would have been sold to a government official a long time ago. A prostitute!"

"The teachings say that one life's destiny is the destiny of all eternity."

"I accept my life."

"But in this life, I have an sworn feud with the Ming court! Don't even think about slandering my name!"

Tang Yin rolled up his sleeves, and on his white forearm, a white lotus emerged.

Tang Yin opened his mouth and was about to bite it off. The white lotus tattoo was a fake skin with poison underneath.

As I said before, Tang Yin didn't know much about martial arts. Therefore, it was actually quite difficult for a weak woman to commit suicide in front of so many skilled people.

Jiang Xinghuo didn't need to say anything. Huikong, who was always ready behind him, stepped up neatly and grabbed Tang Yin. Without any sympathy, he threw him to the ground and kicked him back up.

"Amitabha!"

Huikong pronounced the Buddha's name.

In his early years, Huikong joined Daoyan as an apprentice. What he studied at that time was not medical skills, but serious martial arts.

This was an existence that was invincible in fighting monks all over the North. If Tang Yin could successfully commit suicide, it would be a shame to be thrown into the house of Maitreya Buddha.

"There is a way in the world, but the horses use dung. There is no way in the world, but armies and horses are born in the suburbs."

"This is the same principle as times make heroes. Likewise, I can tell you for sure."

"One life's destiny is not the destiny of all eternity."

Yes, Jiang Xinghuo has traveled through eight lives, and no one has more say on this issue than him.

Jiang Xinghuo did not look at her condescendingly, but squatted down and said, "It is true that you have a miserable life experience, but in this world, besides you, there are many other people. You bring them into the world." I will rescue them from the eighteenth level of hell. Perhaps in the eyes of you White Lotus Sect and even many local officials, they are just a group of miserable people who can be incited by you to use as tools for rebellion. Or they may not have any great However, in my opinion, they can affect the appearance of a place, and even every move can affect the future of the world."

He paused and continued: "What I want to do is to gather these people together and use them for my use, and then overthrow the old system of personal attachment and mental control, and restore a clean and healthy sky to the world. And all of this, Let’s start with this announcement.”

"That's all."

After Jiang Xinghuo said this, he walked towards the outside of the city gate tower.

Tang Yin was held in place in a daze, looking dazed.

"Whether I am willing or not, you will write this announcement in my name. But even if you rescue these people safely, what are you going to do?"

"I want to change the small-scale peasant economy in which men farm and women weave. I want to build handicraft workshops one after another. I want everyone to be able to create and obtain wealth fairly. I want Ming Dynasty products to be sold to the entire world."

"I want to change that future!"

Jiang Xinghuo's voice gradually faded away, but Tang Yin was just full of confusion.

She didn't understand what Jiang Xinghuo was doing, nor what a manual workshop was, nor what else existed in this world besides the Ming Dynasty and surrounding countries.

For the first time, Tang Yin felt that this young national master seemed to see things and vision that were not only far different from hers, but that even the leader in her heart, who had always had a far-sighted vision, was completely incomparable.

A trace of curiosity about the future mentioned by Jiang Xinghuo quietly ignited in the embers of death thoughts in her heart.

Tang Yin suddenly wanted to live and see what kind of new world this person she could not understand would change and build.

——————

Jiang Xinghuo knew that he might not be able to catch the old fox Bai Tianyu, but he did not give up hope completely.

Therefore, after ordering a strict search of the city to arrest the White Lotus cultists, a lot of manpower was left behind, and they just set off to head west along the Wusong River.

Before setting off, Jiang Xinghuo made an on-the-spot investigation into whether the area around Dahuangpu was suitable for growing cotton, and asked Sun Kun, Ye Zongxing and others how to build sufficient water conservancy facilities and plan the direction of tributaries to irrigate cotton fields and activate hydraulic power. The running of the spinning wheel.

Jiang Xinghuo said in the imperial edict that during the Yuan Dynasty, large water-powered spinning wheels were widely used in the Central Plains, but it was not banned by Lao Zhu until the early Ming Dynasty.

But these things were not all destroyed. Naturally, they still existed among the people. After research by the craftsmen of the Military War Bureau and the Ordnance Bureau accompanying the army, the relevant drawings for mass production have been drawn.

Next, there is the matter of trial production, and how to better reduce manufacturing costs, ensure service life and component qualification rate, etc.

To be honest, both Jiang Xinghuo and Zheng He felt a sense of disbelief as if they were in a dream when they saw that everything they mentioned in prison began to become reality. , but different people have different intensity of this feeling.

But even Jiang Xinghuo will have a sense of dislocation in the torrent of history.

Of course, his sigh did not last long, because he was busy with many practical affairs and soon had no time to think about it.

After inspecting Greater Huangpu, the issue we faced was the construction of the Greater Huangpu New City and the handicraft factory area.

Of course, we cannot expect Songjiang Prefecture or even Shanghai County to handle such matters that require unified planning and large amounts of funds, let alone businessmen.

Therefore, Jiang Xinghuo gave a memorial to Emperor Yongle before setting off.

The content of the memorial was also very simple. Emperor Yongle was asked to send relevant professional bureaucrats and royal personnel to handle the construction of the new city and the financing and establishment of the handicraft workshop area.

Jiang Xinghuo and Zheng He roughly guessed who they would send, and they knew it in their minds.

To carry out large-scale construction, it is impossible to bypass the Ministry of Works. Of course, the Ministry of Works must send people.

But now it is the early Ming Dynasty, when it comes to money bags, internal funds and Taicang silver are basically inseparable, so even though the handicraft workshop is set up in the name of the royal family, the Ministry of Household Affairs will still send people.

As for whether the royal family will send one or more eunuchs, or whether the eldest prince or the third prince will come on behalf of Emperor Yongle, it is unknown.

In addition, coordinating work-for-relief projects involving 100,000 or hundreds of thousands of people will undoubtedly require a large number of officials to implement relevant plans. Otherwise, it will lead to greater man-made disasters, and the court must also allocate some officials. The ministers were able to serve as supplementary forces and went to Jiangnan to assist in the execution of the plan.

In this way, all conditions are ready, and the handicraft factory area can start construction.

In Jiang Xinghuo's plan, the handicraft factory area of ​​Greater Huangpu New City will initially be launched with royal funds. Later, it will consider absorbing some private funds to promote the transformation of the merchant class into the handicraft factory owner class.

Of course, if this process had taken place in the Western countries of Jiang Xinghuo's previous life, it would have been extremely cruel.

Greedy businessmen can do things that would put even Satan to shame.

However, in the current Ming Dynasty, all this is different.

Jiang Xinghuo, like the Sword of Damocles hanging over the head of this new class, was watching them and supervising them all the time.

The new manual factory laws must be strictly implemented. Any matters that turn into blood wages in pursuit of profit margins will be closely watched. Once there are signs, Jiang Xinghuo will take action.

As long as he, the dragon controller, lives for one day and holds enough power in his hands, he will always firmly control the evil dragon and not dare to act recklessly.

In the future after Jiang Xinghuo's eighth death, he will also pass on his "Tao", and there will always be someone to continue to control the evil dragon for him.

Perhaps Jiang Xinghuo and his successors could not control the evil dragon and finally broke free from control. There is a limit to human lifespan, even for time-travelers and reincarnations like him.

When a person leaves, he can stare at the evil dragon for the rest of his life, but this is the only life he has left for now, and he may not know where he will end up in the ninth life.

The same is true for his successors.

Therefore, the ferocious and out-of-control evil dragon may be some inevitable historical law.

But Jiang Xinghuo believes that he has opened up a new path for future generations and made standard regulations. Then when the evil dragon loses control, the harm caused will not be greater than if no one has ever controlled it. Maybe there are People don't think so, thinking that the evil dragon will become more and more unscrupulous after being out of control.

But no matter what, just as Jiang Xinghuo said when talking to Zheng He before leaving.

"As long as the evil dragon has fresh flesh and blood waiting to be devoured, it will not devour its own flesh and blood."

"And you, the pioneer of the Age of Discovery, your mission is to go farther than you intend, to find more fresh flesh and blood for the evil dragon to devour when it loses control in the future. This is what I have arranged. One of the backup players.”

"What if all the new flesh and blood is swallowed up, or if other evil dragons arise?"

“Before everyone else, go further.”

On April 15th of the first year of Yongle, Zheng He set sail from Jinshanwei and headed for Annan, Champa, Luzon and other places.

Zheng He's destination didn't stop there. He wanted to take Jiang Xinghuo's globe and reach the Strait of Malacca to see what the farthest and most important place in the "Three Ring Diplomacy" plan looked like.

This is also the preparatory step for the conquest of Annan, and all matters are being prepared in an orderly manner.

Similarly, Jiang Xinghuo got most of what he wanted after having a bran porridge banquet and cordial and friendly exchanges with the local gentry in Shanghai County, Songjiang Prefecture.

Of course it would take a while for the gentry in Shanghai County to raise food, but Jiang Xinghuo didn't want to wait any longer.

So while Zheng He left, Jiang Xinghuo also embarked on the next stop of his trip to Jiangnan.

Suzhou Prefecture, around Taihu Lake.

Here, there are some unlucky people, or people he must have heard of, waiting for his rescue.

Yes, no one can tell how many people here are held hostage by the White Lotus rebels. It may be more than 100,000, or perhaps 80,000 or 90,000.

At this time, they were all starving and freezing in the cold wind and rain, and the friction within the White Lotus rebels became increasingly fierce.

Under such circumstances, Ding Xiaohong, a former hot-air balloon test pilot and an outstanding craftsman from the Nanjing Inner Warfare Bureau, to be honest, is waiting eagerly every day.

"Master Imperial Master, come quickly! If you don't come, I will become the Master of Incense!"

PS: [Important reminder (there is no charge for this content)] Chapters 316 to 356 are about the rectification of officialdom and the suppression of rebellions in Jiangnan. They do not contain any theoretical knowledge. They are all practical content. If you are not interested, you can jump directly to Chapter 366. "Class" will contain theoretical knowledge content from now on.