Zhang Pu returned to the inn in Nanjing drunk, and lay on the bed upside down, motionless, he was weak, but his mind became more and more sober, and all kinds of thoughts kept flashing back and forth in his mind.

Zhang Pu is a caring person, from the very early days when he started to dance with long sleeves, you can see that he has friends all over the world, and his hearty style makes him friends all over the world, and also makes him wait for a lot of help, such as the other party's speculation this time, which shocked him, originally he didn't believe it, but tonight he analyzed it with everyone, but found that this is the case.

He is very smart and has great ambitions, or ambitions, as can be seen from his later imitation of Donglin's strategy of rising to establish the Fushe. manipulated the government with public opinion, he basically did it, but it was not good enough, after all, there was still a gap between him and Gu Xiancheng.

It's just that tonight's unexpected answer, let him be a little overwhelmed, the Son of Heaven is determined to reform, the political system has changed greatly, the cabinet is the prime minister, ruling the world, the north is abolished, the province is established, the governor is established, the status of the Metropolitan Procuratorate and Dali Temple is easier, and the responsibilities have changed greatly.

Not to mention some other reform policies, although Zhang Pu is in Jiangnan, he still hears a lot of rumors. Although all kinds of changes have not yet been scraped on his head, they have begun to gradually affect him, and the imperial examination, which he regards as his life, cannot escape the fate of reform.

The changes were complex and diverse, which made Zhang Pu a little dazed for a while, he looked at the dark roof in a daze, his heart was empty, and there was nothing.

"What should I do!?" He asked himself blankly.

The others, like him, couldn't sleep at all after returning to their residence, and their thoughts were tumbling in their hearts, thinking about the imperial examination.

Time passed slowly, and after such a speculative conversation, several of them found in vain that it seemed that the entire city of Nanjing seemed to have become different. The joints were in a hurry, each of them busily entering and exiting the bookstore, buying all kinds of books that they had once disdained.

The scholars who went to Qinhuai for ten miles were becoming scarcer and rarer, and the truly talented scholars had long been extinct. Normally, they didn't notice it, but after waking up now, they saw some clues.

"There are a lot of smart people in the world!" Zhang Pu sighed with emotion, and returned to his residence with a stack of books, and buried himself in reading. In any case, this last imperial examination must be fought hard.

It's just that when he was reading and reading the book, a face often appeared in front of him, the third prince of Wang, the third young master of the Moling Wang family. I don't know what kind of thing he's planning because of his strange whereabouts.

Zhang Pu also had the heart to look for clues, but he found nothing, I don't know if the other party was cautious and did not show a trace of horses, or there was no matter of Wang's return to the mainland at all.

He hoped it was the latter, but it was impossible, and with his keen senses, he vaguely felt that there was an undercurrent lurking in the calm atmosphere, and he didn't know when it would erupt.

Thinking of this, he simply didn't go back to his hometown in Taicang, and lived directly in Nanjing, studying hard behind closed doors. Nanzhili's township test was held in Nanjing, so strong city, no matter how trouble happened in the future, it will definitely be affected here.

Zhu Youxiao, who was in Beijing, did not know about these things that happened in Nanzhili.

He didn't know about the last words, Li Sancai committed suicide at the beginning, this incident was just a temporary arrangement by him, and the purpose was only to confuse the public and smear Zhu Youxiao's image, and he didn't reveal it at all.

And Jin Yiwei didn't care, there are many such rumors in the world, and it coincides with the emperor being easier, so it is not surprising that there are such rumors. Therefore, Nanjing's Jinyi Wei Qianhu also turned a blind eye to the strange phenomenon in Jiangnan at the moment, and did not pay attention to some rumors of the Moling Wang's family.

In their minds, how could the rebellious Wang family come back, it would be good to be able to save his life if he fled overseas, how could he come back to make trouble.

Zhu Youxiao did not know about the delicate situation in the heart of the empire, and he was focusing on the reform of the political system at the moment, which was the most important thing at present.

In addition, Zhu Youxiao's time was devoted to the work of the Yulin Army and the City Defense Army, to be precise, to ideological work.

An army without ideas, sustained entirely by money and wolf nature, is fragile, and once the casualties are too large, the army will be destroyed, but when the army is armed with ideas, it is different, the combat effectiveness can be maintained for a long time, and as long as there is one person, the army will not be destroyed.

Zhu Youxiao is working hard at the moment, instilling some of the concepts he has compiled that can be perfectly self-consistent into the minds of these simple soldiers.

The traditional loyalty to the monarch and patriotism is required, the military and the people of later generations should be close to each other, the people's children and soldiers should also be wanted, the emperor commanding the gun is also wanted, the honor of the soldiers, fighting for the interests of the country and the people, protecting property is also wanted, and the concept of equality in front of the emperor is also wanted.

In the end, he suddenly found that the things he had made seemed to be similar to some magical knightly virtues, and if he really got this set of things strictly according to himself, his soldiers would definitely become knights in the future.

After Zhu Youxiao hesitated for a moment, he still did not revise the ideological teaching materials he had made, and although the soldiers he had educated in this way were somewhat pedantic and naïve, they were undoubtedly correct.

From the perspective of the direction of future development, the quality of people is always getting higher and higher, and the concepts of equality, freedom, and human rights are deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, which is the trend of future development, and no one can stop it.

The image of a great country is in the courtesy, and these must be cultivated from a small place, from now on, starting from a small soldier.

"Glory is my life!"

"Loyal to the Son of Heaven, loyal to the Empire!"

"Everyone is equal before the Son of Heaven, and our soldiers and people are all His Majesty's people, and we should help each other."

Among the Yulin Army, slogans can be seen everywhere, and countless generous, tragic, or passionate words set off a different atmosphere. The soldiers who joined the army were all children of civilians, and they were quite simple, and the content of Zhu Youxiao's ideological education was combined with traditional loyalty, filial piety, and righteousness, so it was easily accepted by these simple soldiers and taken as a code of conduct.

"Fight for the emperor, fight for the country! This is our mission, and it is also our honor! Walking in the barracks, listening to the quiet but firm words, Zhu Youxiao couldn't help but smile slightly. This is the army I want, not only with strict discipline, but also with strict standards.

This world is too dark, full of ignorance, killing, and greed, so let me, the emperor of the Ming Empire, bring civilization to the whole world.

"Report!"

Just when Zhu Youxiao sank into his fantasy, a quick and long shout came, and Zhu Youxiao quickly came back to his senses, this is a frontier emergency.

"Report to Your Majesty, Liaodong is urgently training, and Shenyang has fallen." As soon as the herald came to him, he knelt down on one knee and presented a report of the battle, and gave a brief explanation.

After listening to the words of the herald, Zhu Youxiao's face suddenly became gloomy, he never thought that he didn't move Xiong Tingbi and let him stay in Liaodong safely, how could he lose Shenyang.

With a dark face, he removed the envelope a few times, pulled out the letters inside, and looked at them at a glance. However, the more he looked at it, the anger in his heart increased, and he couldn't help it, so he drew the saber from his waist and slashed it on the trunk of the tree next to him.

"Damn Yuan Yingtai, are you a fucking pig?" Zhu Youxiao couldn't help it, and burst into a foul language.

Bang!

The trunk of the tree that was cut off by him fell with a bang, making a muffled sound, the fracture of the trunk was smooth and flat, without a trace of burrs, as if a good carpenter had polished it, Liu Ruoyu, who was following behind, looked at it, and the corners of his eyes couldn't help twitching. Such a thick trunk was broken with a knife, and His Majesty's kung fu became more and more profound.

The information of the war report is very simple, and ★ the culprit Yuan Yingtai privately accepted the Mongolian disaster victims, but there were Jurchen ghosts in it, and on March 12, Nuer Hachi raised troops to attack Shenyang, and the Mongolian traitors took the opportunity to make trouble, and the two should be combined with the outside, opened the city gate, and Shenyang fell.

Looking at the battle report, Zhu Youxiao really wanted to pinch Yuan Yingtai to death, this guy who had more than enough success and more than defeat. He didn't move Xiong Tingbi, just hoping to stabilize the situation in Liaodong, not let the situation worsen, and buy time for himself, but he didn't think that this bastard would act privately and let Shenyang fall.

It's a pity that Yuan Yingtai has died in Shenyang City, otherwise Zhu Youxiao would definitely let him walk around without eating.

"Convene the Cabinet to discuss the policy." Zhu Youxiao returned the knife to the sheath and commanded coldly. He has calmed down, there is still Xiong Tingbi in Liaodong, the situation will not be too bad, Liaoyang should be able to hold it, how can it not be written like in history, it has to be sold to Shanhaiguan.

Soon, five scholars hurried over, and the eldest Li Ruhua was even more out of breath, breathing like a bellows, snorting, making people have no doubt that he would lose his breath in the next moment.

"Quick, take a seat for the scholars. If you are foolish, remember, in the future, scholars must have a place in front of you, this is the custom. Zhu Youxiao still has great respect for his first cabinet team, and will always take into account their feelings and help them establish their authority. For example, when he summoned the scholar, he never let him stand.

"The slave obeys." Liu Ruoyu promised loudly.

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness." The five scholars immediately knelt down and thanked him.

"It's okay, this is the courtesy that the public deserves."

After some courtesy, the two sides sat down and began to discuss political affairs.

"What do you think?" After the battle reports were circulated one by one and the five universities read them carefully, Zhu Youxiao asked.

The five of them fell silent, some thinking about something, and some simply not knowing how to deal with it, after all, not all of them had military experience. Among the five people, only Sun Chengzong and Cui Jingrong, who used to be the secretary of the military department, know more about this aspect.

"Send troops to support immediately." This is the opinion put forward by Cui Jingrong.

However, Sun Chengzong didn't quite agree, he only said one word, "Wait!" ”