Longevity Begins With Jinyiwei
/ Longevity Begins with Jinyiwei Chapter 527
"Snowing…"
The sea breeze is howling, and snowflakes are flying all over the sky.
Lu Xiangsheng was wearing a cloth shirt, standing in the courtyard, the snowflakes that melted at the touch of a touch brought a very refreshing feeling of coldness.
"It's been almost a year."
Shi Bangyao murmured to himself, the high-spirited spirit had completely disappeared, and the only thing left was a sadness that was difficult to dissipate.
"You came to my mansion today just to express a word or two?"
Lu Xiangsheng glanced at Shi Bangyao, but made a joke.
"What else can I do other than sigh with emotion?"
Shi Bangyao let out a long sigh, but his expression was even more sad.
Lu Xiangsheng frowned and seemed puzzled, but in the end, he still didn't ask. He had already heard about Nanming's fight in the nest. He was lucky to stay out of it, even if he was a grass-roots citizen, there is no reason to put himself in it. .
"Don't worry about anything, I'm just like you now, I'm also a grassroots!"
Shi Bangyao waved his hand and smiled bleakly.
"Good."
Lu Xiangsheng nodded, his eyes wandered, but he subconsciously looked in the direction of the north, even if he had been out of Daheng's military for a long time, even if he had no way to obtain information, but in the important town of the river, the army gathered, in his mind, There seems to be a clear line.
He is very clear that his majesty's fighting style never bothers to use any magic tricks. Regardless of disadvantage or advantage, he will always be a dignified and upright teacher who can make the opponent find no loopholes and push him horizontally!
Based on his understanding of Daheng's military strength, Nanming's existence, at the very beginning, was a choice under severe circumstances, allowing serious internal hidden dangers to escape from Daheng and gather Nanming.
But after that war ended, it was almost obvious that Nan Ming could still exist.
Nan Ming has definitely become a chess piece in His Majesty's hands, a role of a dung tank. In the past two years, as many as one million officials and gentry have fled from the north to Nanming, which has clearly explained everything.
And these fugitive officials and gentry quickly broke the balance of government and government in Nanming, and the contradiction between the north and the south was bound to become more intense.
Up to now, the role of Nan Ming as a dung tank should be of little use. The rest is to wait for Daheng to recuperate for a year or two, and then, the army will go south and be wiped out, as simple as that.
As for whether Nan Ming can hold on, this... is obviously impossible.
"So, from the beginning, you thought that Nan Ming couldn't hold on?"
Shi Bangyao turned around, stared straight at Lu Xiangsheng and asked.
Lu Xiangsheng didn't answer, but instead asked, "How to hold on?"
Shi Bangyao was silent. He was not someone who didn't understand military affairs. Since ancient times, the disputes between the North and the South have focused on the dangers of the rivers and the rivers.
The mighty Mongolian Empire destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty and suffered repeated setbacks. It was also because of the dangers of the river and the nature. Later, it was not until Mongolia also trained a navy army that it took advantage of its military strength to destroy the Southern Song Dynasty step by step.
But Nanming…
"I'll wait, I'm afraid it's already the **** of that majesty!"
Shi Bangyao looked up at the sky and sighed, his expression even more sad.
For him, it is naturally impossible not to know about things in the north.
He used the tax case to purify the officials, and then implemented the reform that was almost impossible to implement. He directly put the knife on the neck of Confucius, and then advocated the so-called new learning today...
Everything is so incredible, but everything is implemented under the thunderous will of the emperor.
Such boldness, such an execution force, is truly astounding.
And Nanming, who he worked so hard for...
Thinking of the chaos in the courtroom and even the army, Shi Bangyao couldn't help but feel bitter.
Although the dispute between the North and the South existed at the beginning, at the beginning, most of the two sides were loyal to the country.
Over time, more and more northern gentry in the past year or two
Landlords fled, and more and more scholars from the south stepped into officialdom. The fragile balance was undoubtedly out of control in an instant.
The two factions of the North and the South have already completely torn their faces!
And he, Shi Bangyao, was just a loser in this struggle. He wanted to kill thieves, but he was powerless!
"Okay, don't think about it, Xianyun Yehe, it's also a good thing to understand."
Lu Xiangsheng patted Shi Bangyao on the shoulder, and then walked towards the hall.
"Idle Cloud Wild Crane..."
Shi Bangyao murmured slightly, but his eyes became more and more dim.
If he is idle cloud and wild crane, why should he plunge into this desperate mess!
The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and under the whistling sea breeze, the city of Quanzhou was quickly dyed with a layer of silver.
In the center of Quanzhou City, the original Quanzhou government office, the present Nanming Palace, at this moment, is naturally wrapped in silver.
Although the palace has been expanded several times, it is undoubtedly extremely simple compared to the palace in southern Beijing city. Of course, in this city of Quanzhou, and even in the whole of Nanming, this palace is still a symbol of imperial power.
Emperor Jingwu of the Ming Dynasty, the legal system and righteousness could not be more authentic, but the emperor was young, and it was difficult to turn the legal righteousness into real rights after all.
It is also the Qianqing Palace. The little emperor is dressed in a robe. It seems that he has just returned to the palace from the court. However, when he reached the front steps of the Qianqing Palace, the little emperor suddenly stopped.
Wang Chengen was puzzled and looked at the emperor who had grown into a half-sized child in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, the little emperor turned around slowly. His slightly immature face was already full of calmness. It is a little more inexplicable sense of majesty.
After a long time, the little emperor spoke slowly, his voice was slightly immature, but more calm.
"Dude, you said, if Uncle Li was here, how would he handle the party disputes in the court?"
Wang Chengen was stunned, this...how could he answer...
The princes of the Manchu Dynasty, officials of the world, did not care about internal and external troubles, and fought endlessly. What is the difference between this and when the first emperor came to the dynasty and the Duke of Qin was in power?
Back then, the emperor dared to clean the court because Duke Qin held the army in his hand.
Now the one who dared to wield a slaughtering knife against the whole world, and slaughtered blood into rivers of blood, is because the invincible brilliance of every battle has created the supreme power of heaven, and millions of troops move according to orders, who can resist?
But now, this court...
Wang Chengen was silent.
"Time is running out."
The little emperor shook his head and looked to the north. He seemed to be able to clearly see that the majestic figure who taught him by words and deeds and held up the sky with one hand was slashing and combing the whole world. The world is becoming more and more stable.
One year, or two years?
The invincible soldier, I am afraid that under the will of the majestic figure, the horse will step on the south of the Yangtze River!
Where can he escape this time?
overseas?
Will there be a chance this time?
The navy has been defeated repeatedly, how to escape? How to escape?
…"Snowing…"
The sea breeze is howling, and snowflakes are flying all over the sky.
Lu Xiangsheng was wearing a cloth shirt, standing in the courtyard, the snowflakes that melted at the touch of a touch brought a very refreshing feeling of coldness.
"It's been almost a year."
Shi Bangyao murmured to himself, the high-spirited spirit had completely disappeared, and the only thing left was a sadness that was difficult to dissipate.
"You came to my mansion today just to express a word or two?"
Lu Xiangsheng glanced at Shi Bangyao, but made a joke.
"What else can I do other than sigh with emotion?"
Shi Bangyao let out a long sigh, but his expression was even more sad.
Lu Xiangsheng frowned and seemed puzzled, but in the end, he still didn't ask.
Caomin, is already lucky, there is no reason to plant himself in it.
"Don't worry about anything, I'm just like you now, I'm also a grassroots!"
Shi Bangyao waved his hand and smiled bleakly.
"Good."
Lu Xiangsheng nodded, his eyes wandered, but he subconsciously looked in the direction of the north, even if he had been out of Daheng's military for a long time, even if he had no way to obtain information, but in the important town of the river, the army gathered, in his mind, There seems to be a clear line.
He is very clear that his majesty's fighting style never bothers to use any magic tricks. Regardless of disadvantage or advantage, he will always be a dignified and upright teacher who can make the opponent find no loopholes and push him horizontally!
Based on his understanding of Daheng's military strength, Nanming's existence, at the very beginning, was a choice under severe circumstances, allowing serious internal hidden dangers to escape from Daheng and gather Nanming.
But after that war ended, it was almost obvious that Nan Ming could still exist.
Nan Ming has definitely become a chess piece in His Majesty's hands, a role of a dung tank. In the past two years, as many as one million officials and gentry have fled from the north to Nanming, which has clearly explained everything.
And these fugitive officials and gentry quickly broke the balance of government and government in Nanming, and the contradiction between the north and the south was bound to become more intense.
Up to now, the role of Nan Ming as a dung tank should be of little use. The rest is to wait for Daheng to recuperate for a year or two, and then, the army will go south and be wiped out, as simple as that.
As for whether Nan Ming can hold on, this... is obviously impossible.
"So, from the beginning, you thought that Nan Ming couldn't hold on?"
Shi Bangyao turned around, stared straight at Lu Xiangsheng and asked.
Lu Xiangsheng didn't answer, but instead asked, "How to hold on?"
Shi Bangyao was silent. He was not someone who didn't understand military affairs. Since ancient times, the disputes between the North and the South have focused on the dangers of the rivers and the rivers.
The mighty Mongolian Empire destroyed the Southern Song Dynasty and suffered repeated setbacks. It was also because of the dangers of the river and the nature. Later, it was not until Mongolia also trained a navy army that it took advantage of its military strength to destroy the Southern Song Dynasty step by step.
But Nanming…
"I'll wait, I'm afraid it's already the **** of that majesty!"
Shi Bangyao looked up at the sky and sighed, his expression even more sad.
For him, it is naturally impossible not to know about things in the north.
He used the tax case to purify the officials, and then implemented the reform that was almost impossible to implement. He directly put the knife on the neck of Confucius, and then advocated the so-called new learning today...
Everything is so incredible, but everything is implemented under the thunderous will of the emperor.
Such boldness, such an execution force, is truly astounding.
And Nanming, who he worked so hard for...
Thinking of the chaos in the courtroom and even the army, Shi Bangyao couldn't help but feel bitter.
Although the dispute between the North and the South existed at the beginning, at the beginning, most of the two sides were loyal to the country.
With the passage of time, more and more gentry and landlords from the north have fled in the past year or two, and more and more scholars from the south have stepped into officialdom. The fragile balance is undoubtedly out of control in an instant.
The two factions of the North and the South have already completely torn their faces!
And he, Shi Bangyao, was just a loser in this struggle. He wanted to kill thieves, but he was powerless!
"Okay, don't think about it, Xianyun Yehe, it's also a good thing to understand."
Lu Xiangsheng patted Shi Bangyao on the shoulder, and then walked towards the hall.
"Idle Cloud Wild Crane..."
Shi Bangyao murmured slightly, but his eyes became more and more dim.
If he is idle cloud and wild crane, why should he plunge into this desperate mess!
The wind and snow were getting bigger and bigger, and under the whistling sea breeze, the city of Quanzhou was quickly dyed with a layer of silver.
In the middle of Quanzhou City
Heart, the original Quanzhou government office, now the Nanming Palace, at this moment, is naturally wrapped in silver.
Although the palace has been expanded several times, it is undoubtedly extremely simple compared to the palace in southern Beijing city. Of course, in this city of Quanzhou, and even in the whole of Nanming, this palace is still a symbol of imperial power.
Emperor Jingwu of the Ming Dynasty, the legal system and righteousness could not be more authentic, but the emperor was young, and it was difficult to turn the legal righteousness into real rights after all.
It is also the Qianqing Palace. The little emperor is dressed in a robe. It seems that he has just returned to the palace from the court. However, when he reached the steps in front of the Qianqing Palace, the little emperor suddenly stopped.
Wang Chengen was puzzled and looked at the emperor who had grown into a half-sized boy in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, the little emperor turned around slowly. His slightly immature face was already full of calmness. It is a little more inexplicable sense of majesty.
After a long time, the little emperor spoke slowly, his voice was slightly immature, but more calm.
"Dude, you said, if Uncle Li was here, how would he handle the party disputes in the court?"
Wang Chengen was stunned, this...how could he answer...
The princes of the Manchu Dynasty, officials of the world, did not care about internal and external troubles, and fought endlessly. What is the difference between this and when the first emperor came to the dynasty and the Duke of Qin was in power?
Back then, the emperor dared to clean the court because Duke Qin held the army in his hand.
Now the one who dares to wield a slaughtering knife at the whole world, killing blood in a river~www.mtlnovel.com~ That is because the invincible brilliance of every battle has created the supreme power of heaven. Who can resist?
But now, this court...
Wang Chengen was silent.
"Time is running out."
The little emperor shook his head and looked to the north. He seemed to be able to clearly see that the majestic figure who taught him by words and deeds and held up the sky with one hand was slashing and combing the whole world. The world is becoming more and more stable.
One year, or two years?
The invincible soldier, I am afraid that under the will of the majestic figure, the horse will step on the south of the Yangtze River!
Where can he escape this time?
overseas?
Will there be a chance this time?
The navy has been defeated repeatedly, how to escape? How to escape?
Chapter end
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