Rule the Ming Dynasty Alone

From the current point of view, Wuxun Group is the biggest enemy of Qiangjun.

The Wuxun Group has always been an overrated group. Although their ancestors were Xiaoyong's warriors, the favorable living environment had already wiped out the bloody spirit of these Wuxun children.

Although Wu Xun has a good pedigree and educational environment, his military theory is not as good as that of a civil servant who has studied hard for decades, and how can actual combat be compared with a general who actually licks blood on the edge of a knife?

The hereditary system is Wu Xun's advantage, but it is also their disadvantage.

Although they can easily obtain military power by relying on their own blood, this kind of military power comes too easily and makes it difficult for them to have sufficient reputation.

There are only twenty or thirty martial arts men in the capital who are in their prime. If they want to find a military monster among them, they can only hope to win the big prize with just a few scratch-off tickets.

It’s just that this group of people has been operating continuously for decades since the founding of the country. Maybe they were beaten down by the civil servants in the court, but they have a network of relationships in the army that cannot be underestimated.

These warriors, who were able to be at the top of the army by virtue of their blood, had already regarded the army as their own territory, and were naturally unwilling to have strong generals emerge from the bottom to compete with them for military power.

However, this group is not a monolith after all. Now that the British Duke Zhang Maoshangshu has revealed that Funing Hou and other Wu Xun went to the Chengguo Palace to discuss stopping the Aegis Camp, cracks have appeared within this group.

Naturally, Zhu Youtang would not let go of this opportunity to "break up" the Wuxun Group, and even used the British public Zhang Mao's backstabbing to create a greater crack in the Wuxun Group.

"Your Majesty has spoken! The Marquis of Funing will report the list of attendees to the Chengguo Palace that night and the matters to be discussed. There must be no mistakes. This is your honor!" Liu Jin, like a hard-working little bee, immediately visited various martial arts houses to announce the decree. .

Although this oral instruction was seeking the truth of that night, it also showed that Zhu Youtang already knew about their conspiracy and cleverly planted seeds of doubt between them.

After receiving this oral instruction, Funing Marquis Zhu Yong was so angry that he gritted his teeth and said: "Damn it, damn it, who leaked the secret?"

Chen Huan, the Marquis of Taining, knew that there was a traitor among them, and he cursed bitterly: "What kind of friendship lasts for hundreds of years? What kind of in-laws? They are all a bunch of bastards!"

"There is no basis for this matter. The emperor is just bluffing! As long as we agree on the same tone, we will not be alienated by the emperor. The emperor will do nothing to us!" Faced with Wu Xun who came to ask for help one after another, Zhu Fu, the eldest son of Duke Cheng, showed Leadership temperament said.

After all, they have been friends for over a hundred years, and they are related by marriage. Although it is not known that Zhang Mao, the British duke, stabbed him in the back to protect himself, he seems to be able to survive this crisis of trust.

As night falls, Qianqing Palace appears brightly lit.

"Your Majesty, the plum blossoms in the palace garden have sprouted buds. I think you can take a look tomorrow!"

"Your Majesty, I went to play with Sister Erya today. She was very worried about your assassination today!"

"Your Majesty, do you think this slave has talked too much today? Do you want me to say less?"

…

A palace maid with an oval face was doing the job of grinding ink. She kept talking while holding the ink stick in her hand and grinding it regularly.

Zhu Youtang spat out a word, dipped his pen in some ink, and continued writing.

After all, he is not a minister vying for power, but the emperor of this country, so he cannot just focus on the Wuxun Group that is blocking the way.

Although it is important to build a strong army, it is difficult to build a truly strong army without a good financial foundation. Or even if you build a strong army, it will be difficult to maintain it.

The reason why the Twelve Battalions later declined was never because the Ming Dynasty did not have good soldiers, but because the good soldiers chose to find other ways.

Zhu Youtang's current financial problem is not serious. After all, the granary left by Zhu Jianshen contains 22 million taels of grain, and more than 1 million taels of gold and silver were confiscated. This does not require him to rush to compete with the people for profit, or It is to raise taxes to make up for the fiscal gap.

It's just that people who don't have long-term worries must have immediate worries. Some things must be started now, so he is already thinking about how to manage the official and gentry class that is a hundred times stronger than the Wuxun Group.

"Your Majesty, the perimeter of a rectangle is equal to the length plus the width times two? What are these?"

"Your Majesty, the area of ​​a rectangle is equal to length times width? What is length? What is width?"

"Your Majesty, the area of ​​a triangle is equal to the length times the width divided by 2? What is a triangle?"

…

Thanks to Zhu Youtang's tolerance and indulgence, Niu Mengmeng's nature was not wiped out by this regimented palace, but he became interested in what Zhu Youtang was writing.

Zhu Youtang finished writing one page and then took the pen away from the paper.

Zhu Mengmeng is a curious little chatterbox, but when God closes a door, he will open a window, and in this window she is very discerning and very efficient at work.

Zhu Youtang didn't understand why this girl could talk so much, so he slightly satisfied her curiosity and said: "This is geometry! If you learn this well, you can measure the area of ​​your own field!"

"Your Majesty, this is too mysterious. My grandfather said that you can know how big the field is by counting how many rice seedlings you can plant!" Niu Mengmeng squinted his face as he looked at the strange words, looking a little disgusted.

Zhu Youtang naturally would not underestimate the experience of old farmers, but the secret of geometry is not only to obtain results, but to summarize empirical knowledge, so that it can be popularized and promoted.

Although the policy of obscuring the people is conducive to governance, the nation's backwardness will eventually be beaten, so it is also necessary to awaken the people's wisdom so that China can truly take off.

It's just that "the ideal is very full, the reality is very skinny", the Wuxun Group has not fallen apart.

Just when Niu Mengmeng left, Guo Yong walked in holding a stack of memorials.

"These Wu Xuns really want to stick together!" Zhu Youtang couldn't help but say with a hint of sarcasm at the corner of his mouth when he saw ten memorials written by Wu Xun with the same tone.

Unlike previous emperors who liked to hand over their armies to Wu Xun, he did not like these high-paid and incompetent generals. How could the flowers in the greenhouse compete with the Tianshan snow lotus?

Guo Yong originally thought that he could defeat the Wuxun Group with one blow, so he couldn't help but regretfully said: "I thought the British Lord had exposed him. Someone in this Wuxun group must have reported for self-protection, but I didn't expect that they all joined forces!"

"Not to mention that their ancestors have known each other for generations, and each of their families has always been related by marriage, how could it be so easy to collapse!" Zhu Youtang put down the memorial in his hand and said as if he expected it.

Guo Yong was stunned for a moment, but he asked very puzzledly: "Your Majesty, since you know that they will not confess, why do you ask them to go to court to defend themselves?"

"If they can disperse on their own initiative, it will prove that the Wuxun Group is a piece of loose sand, and I only need to give them both kindness and power! Now that they have chosen to form a group and want to go against me, it proves that they can only be solved with a heavy blow! I will give each of them today Giving an oral edict is not only a test, but also an opportunity for all of them!" Zhu Youtang couldn't help but say bitterly as he looked at the entire ten memorials.

Originally, he didn't mind using the state's finances to support this group of warriors, but now that these warriors don't know how to advance or retreat, and even dare to unite to fight against the imperial power, then he doesn't need to think about the merits of their ancestors.

If the road to a strong army requires the destruction of the Wuxun Group, then he will not blink an eye and will definitely slash at the Wuxun Group that blocks his path.

Guo Yong realized that the self-esteemed Wu Xuns were simply seeking death, so he swallowed and said, "Your Majesty, how should we proceed now?"

"The biggest suspect in this assassination is the Wu Xun gang. Give Dongchang some time to see if he can pry Lin Guodong's mouth open!" Zhu Youtang expressed his stance lightly, and then ordered to Liu Jin who had just come in: "Liu Jin, you Go to Dongchang immediately and let them check these ten martial artists and their families. I don’t believe that every one of them can obey the law and abide by the law!"

Although it is very satisfying to deal with the situation at once, the assassination may not be the work of the Wuxun Group, or it may just be the plot of an individual Wuxun, so a two-pronged approach must be taken to deal with the Wuxun Group.

Even if the Wuxun Group cannot be defeated in one fell swoop through assassination, it must be defeated one by one to achieve the goal of crushing the power of the Wuxun Group.

Compared with the Civil Service Group, the Wuxun Group has been entrenched in the capital for hundreds of years, so it will undoubtedly be more troublesome to deal with, and it is bound to involve many more people.

"Yes!" Liu Jin knew that His Majesty was going to deal with the Wuxun Group, so he bowed his hands respectfully.

As February of the first year of Hongzhi was approaching, the Wuxun Group, which had a high self-esteem, chose to form a group, but little did they know that someone had already put them on the chopping block.