At the end of February of the seventh year of Yongle, Jiaozhi was chaotic.

The thief leader was captured by the Ming army in the Meiliang Mountains. Of the more than 500 followers and rebels who retreated into the mountains with him, less than 12 out of 10 are still alive. Either die of disease or starvation, and only a few were killed by the Ming army.

In addition to the Ming army, the local natives also hated the chaos army, and cooperated with the Ming army to carry out a series of encirclement, pursuit, and interception.

The most effective means is to clear the wilderness.

There is absolutely no food, and there is no herbs. If you want to hunt in the mountains, the slightest movement will attract scouts and natives.

In the event of heavy rain, the rebellious army was even more unlucky. The sound ones are fine, but the injured ones have suppurated after the rain, and there is no doctor who can only wait for death.

The pseudo-Chen king who was captured first was lucky, at least he didn't go to the mountains to be a savage.

When Jian Ding was captured, he was already so thin that he was out of shape, and he saw that he had more air out and less air intake. If it weren't for the officials and soldiers who stopped them, the natives who were found to be chaotic and the army would have beaten them, and only a corpse would have been sent to the capital, and it would still not be possible to see the original state.

Historically, Jian Ding's army was very powerful in Jiaozhi, and once the official army was defeated and retreated, and the Ming Dynasty sent troops twice to exterminate it.

With a thunderclap in the clear sky, Meng Shishilang was born, destined to this rebellion-rebellion-rebellion - not to reach the "height" in history.

Merchants of the Ming Dynasty bought a large number of land in Jiaozhi, hired local natives and border people, and the local officials and guards no longer levied heavy taxes, and exploited them on a large scale, and more and more scholars and virtuous people were recommended to study in the Central Plains, and a few remained in the Central Plains as officials. It can be said that most of the interests of the Jiaozhi people were tied up, and one end of the rope was held in the hands of the Ming Dynasty.

The time and place are favorable, and if one of the three does not account for one, it is doomed to fail.

This is exactly the answer given by Zhu Zhanyan when he asked about Jiaozhi.

"Food, clothing, shelter and transportation are what people need." Meng spread out the rice paper and drew an irregular circle, "Jiaozhi belongs to the Ming Dynasty, His Majesty xià is more benevolent, and there are merchants in the Central Plains who buy land to grow grain, buy wood and mountain goods, and hire local border people to do work." The prince may not know that during the period of the Hu clan in Annam, the local Shu people were still good, and the local people were still regarded as pigs and dogs. Since I set up three divisions in Jiaozhi and built a health center, the life of the local people has changed greatly, and the money and food obtained by the people have exceeded those of previous years. At this time, chaos is tantamount to seeking a dead end. ”

"Shaobao means that the rebel army is doomed from the beginning?"

"Nature." Meng Dao, "Ignoring the people's feelings and being unrealistic, how can you not be defeated?" ”

Zhu Zhanyan sat upright, thinking seriously about Meng's words.

Grain, money, profits......

"Shaobao, I understand."

"Shizi understands?" Meng put down the pen, and the circle on the paper was divided into several parts, most of which were blacked out, and only the narrow one remained, which was completely negligible compared to the advantage occupied by the Ming Dynasty, "Can you talk to the lower officials?" ”

"The emperor's grandfather said that during the Han Dynasty, Jiaozhi was included in the Central Plains. Now it's just a matter of conforming to the will of God and the people, and then taking it back. ”

"So?"

"The emperor's grandfather was exercising benevolent government in Jiaozhi, and some people did not show their holy grace, gathered - crowd - rebellion - rebellion, and immediately showed force. In this way, there will be no worries about people's hearts, and thieves will not be destroyed. It can be even more deterrent. ”

"The son of the world is wise."

In fact, Meng really wanted to sue Zhu Zhan Yu, and what the imperial court did could be summed up as a combination of sticks and sweet dates. Using interests to tie up, tie up, and use force as a deterrent, so that the Jiaozhi people can no longer have much wind and waves. Considering the image of Emperor Yongle in the minds of the three-headed body, it is better not to make it too clear. Let the three-headed body understand it by itself, and the effect is better.

Can it be integrated and used in practical ...... in the future? With Zhu Di leading by example, and Zhu Yuanzhang's strong genes, as long as Zhu Zhan is not crooked and history does not change, there should be no big problem.

According to the usual practice, the content of Meng's lecture was put on Zhu Di's desk as quickly as possible.

After reading it, Zhu Di was very satisfied. With a wave of his hand, in the name of rewarding the princes and civil and military ministers who were on the northern tour, a lot of money was distributed.

Gold and silver treasure banknotes, yarn and silk cloth, were carried into Shen Xuan's mansion in boxes.

The eunuch who sent the edict away, and after understanding the reason why the Son of Heaven suddenly sent money, Dingguo Gong suddenly felt a headache.

Is it good or bad to make money like this?

Although no matter how big the matter is, he can carry it, and there is no obstacle for someone to be red-eyed, but there are many times, and the pressure is really great.

Most of the civil and military officials who were rewarded believed in the edict that the Son of Heaven sent money because he thought of the ministers who drove the northern tour. Only a few people ponder what this reward represents. It's a pity that even if they want to break their heads, they are destined not to understand that they have benefited from Xingningbo.

Even if someone finds a clue, they will not open their mouths lightly.

Needless to mention, the honorable military generals have made a note of Uncle Meng's goodness in their hearts, and they will be rewarded in the future.

It's not bad if the civil official doesn't bite a bite of silver teeth, and take the initiative to build momentum for Meng Shaobao and spread his reputation? It's impossible to think about.

When he returned to the mansion, Meng was dazzled by the five boxes of gold and silver cloth that had been placed in a row.

He's not bad for money, but he doesn't have a lot of money.

Compared with several princes in the court, his little family background is a nominee-riche-household level, or the kind at the bottom of the pyramid.

Uncle Meng's eyes were too bright, Shen Xuan saw it interestingly, and gave him both rewards.

"Twelve Lang take it."

The main reason for the reward is in Meng, but the difference between the ranks of the prince and the first-class uncle is still significantly contrasted in the thickness of the reward.

"Give it all to me?"

"Yes." Shen Xuan got up, picked up a square silver ingot, and checked it, "It's just a matter of returning the gold and silver, and the cloth and treasure money can be sent to my mother." After returning from the northern expedition this time, Twelve Lang was interested in inviting his mother to the house to be raised. ”

Fuchu?

Collatial Court or Earl's Court?

Closing the lid, Meng wisely swallowed the question back into his stomach.

Shen Xuan is the guard of Beijing, and he will also live in Beijing for a long time, so it should be feasible to take the Meng Wang family to the city to be raised.

It is not farther than Jinling, nor is it a border place than Daning, the Son of Heaven will move the capital sooner or later, and the first step to move his family to the city is also a sign of attitude, resolutely supporting the resolution of the Son of Heaven to move the capital, and swearing to die - hugging his thighs.

Meng Qingyi is the commander of the Beijing Terracotta Division, and no matter what he does, he occasionally has to show up in the yamen. The fifth sister's husband's family is in the city, and the family moves in, and the sister-in-law should also be happy.

It's just that the support of the Meng Wang clan still needs to be discussed with Meng Qingyi. The starling brother is gone, and the ninth brother has become the "eldest son" of Dingmen. According to the worldly etiquette, the widow should be given priority.

If you take Meng Wang's family to the Bofu and don't say it in advance, if you know, it should be Meng's filial piety, and if you don't know, there will inevitably be whispers.

Meng doesn't care what the world says about him, but he cares about Meng Qingyi. He and Grandpa Guo are destined to have no friends, and they can't let Brother Jiu lack help.

"I still have to discuss this matter with Brother Jiu." Meng Dao, "I received Grandpa Guo's wishes." ”

Shen Xuan didn't say much, and took out two more house deeds, "Filial piety to my mother." “

Picking up the deed and looking at the location recorded on it, Uncle Meng's expression was a little cracked.

Prime location, mansion, adjacent to mostly official residences.

Grandpa Guo is rich and rich, he knows. But the wealth is like this......

Thinking of this, a thought flashed through Meng's mind, "Grandpa Guo." ”

"Huh?"

"I have a deep background and a lot of family resources."

What do these two deeds represent? Private money, small treasury! He still boasted to Brother Jiu that if there will be changes in the future, Grandpa Guo must leave the house.

Dingguo Gong's eyes were bright, and when Meng spoke, he immediately understood the meaning behind it.

"This is a gift from the Son of Heaven."

The house tickets are all given by the Son of Heaven and are well documented. Small vault or something, absolutely nothing!

Grandpa Guo was awe-inspiring, Meng pinched the deed and scratched his chin, okay, there should be no doubt, this is not his fault.

Uncle Meng softened, Dingguo Gong bent the corners of his mouth and picked Meng's chin, "Twelve Lang doesn't believe Xuan?" ”

"No, absolutely not!"

"Oh?"

"......" has no confidence.

Grandpa Guo raised his eyebrows, suddenly leaned over, and grabbed the person from his waist, "This matter needs to be discussed in detail." ”

The words fell, and he strode towards the inner room.

Meng was dumbfounded.

Isn't it a conversation?

This is not the right direction!

It's a pity that Uncle Meng suffered a loss in force after all. Flutter a few times, and stop the dish immediately.

So, doubting what the consequences would be if Grandpa Guo secretly hid a small treasury, Uncle Meng had a personal experience.

For a long time, Grandpa Guo reclined on the edge of the couch, combing Meng's hair with his fingers, his posture was lazy, and his smile was full. It is enough to make anyone's face blush and heartbeat, but it makes Meng Mousheng, who was shunned by him, shudder.

"Twelve."

“……”

"Xuan still has five mansions."

“……”

"Thousands of acres of fertile land."

“……”

"There are also many gold and silver antiques. All of them were left by their fathers, copied in the Hongwu Dynasty, and after ascending the throne today, they were just counted a month ago, and they were returned. ”

“……”

Shen Xuan lifted the hair covering Meng's neck and said, "I'll hand it over to Twelve Lang, okay?" ”

Meng covered his ears, he didn't hear it, he didn't hear anything! The deed was shown to him, absolutely on purpose! He kind of understood, playing with Grandpa Guo was purely colliding with the south wall, and he was guilty of it.

However, once in a while, it can be regarded as a ...... Mood-tone?

Overmeasured, I must admit that the grandfather of the country at this time is really charming.

Sword eyebrows and starry eyes, lips red as blood.

It was so charming that it felt unreal......

What does this mean?

I pondered for a long time, and I didn't understand. Simply Nishiki was pulled to the neck, closed his eyes, and slept.

Regardless of the three-seven-twenty-one, he is willing, what's the matter!

The next day, Meng Qiang stood up and went to teach Zhu Zhanyan on time.

Seeing Uncle Meng, who could fall asleep while standing, Zhu Zhanyan was very worried, "Shaobao is unwell? ”

"The prince doesn't have to worry, it's okay to be a lower official."

Meng confessed and sat down on the stool.

Grandpa Guo is already merciful, otherwise, he would not sit and lecture, but lie on the couch and sleep for a full day.

After drinking half a cup of tea, I finally sobered up a little.

Cheering up, let the eunuch unfold the map, and point to a certain place on the map with a wolf that has not been dipped in ink, Meng asked, "Does the prince know where this is?" ”

"I know this is North Korea."

"Exactly." Meng Jaw shook his head and said, "Today, what the lower officials want to talk about with the prince is the ...... of North Korea."

The army is about to go out, and Meng wants to go out with the army, and he doesn't know when he will be able to return. He decided to explain to Zhu Zhan as much as possible about the surrounding states of the Ming Dynasty before he set out on the expedition. It doesn't matter if you swallow dates, I believe that Emperor Yongle will be able to see the value, and after he leaves, he will continue to arrange someone to continue to teach Zhu Zhanyan. Xia Yuanji, the head of the household department who followed Hu's northern tour, is a good candidate.

Originally, Meng preferred Yuxin, the head of the household department in Beijing. Helplessly, Yu Shangshu died a few months ago. Dao Yan is very old, living in Nanjing, and it is inconvenient to travel long distances. In contrast, Xia Shangshu became the best candidate.

Practical work, familiar with the people's feelings, good reputation. Although he was born in a professional class, he does not judge the world by the standard of corruption-Confucianism. More importantly, Zhu Zhanyan needs such a teacher, even if it is in name.

Meng is confident, but not arrogant. Know how many pounds and taels you have, and how many levels. Coupled with the evaluation of him by the outside world, he may be able to teach Zhu Zhanyan a lot, but considering the future path of the three-headed body, even if his heart is pantothenic, he must take this step.

Leaving Fengtianmen, he raised his hand to borrow a few snowflakes, his palm was cold, and his mind became more and more sober.

He will do everything he can.

As Dao Yan said, being able to be a master and apprentice all his life is a blessing and fate.

The great monk is criticized by the world, but his knowledge of doing things is far beyond ordinary people. Meng has lived two lives, and the only one who can really make him "enlightened" is Dao Yan.

The snow was getting heavier and heavier, Meng turned over and got on his horse, kicked the horse's belly with his heel, and the horse raised its hooves, crossed the long street, and galloped towards the Guogong Mansion.

In February of the seventh year of Yongle, Meng Shangshu said that he could not continue to teach the prince of Han to learn from the desert with the army, so he asked the Son of Heaven to choose another virtuous virtue.

After seeing the song, Zhu Di summoned Meng Fengtianmen to accompany him.

During the recital, Meng successively recommended Xia Yuanji, the secretary of the household department, Liu Jun, the secretary of the military department, and Jianyi, the secretary of the ministry.

"These three are also available."

Zhu Di did not make a decision on the spot, and only ordered Meng to continue to teach Zhu Zhanyan until the day of leaving Beijing.

"Obey."

The next day, Meng taught Zhu Zhanyan as usual. Immediately, Emperor Yongle issued an order and ordered Xia Yuanji, the secretary of the household department, to tutor the prince of Han. And Xia Yuanji said: "Although the son of the world is young, he is smart and diligent, and he is diligent in studying and cultivating virtue to be a great tool." When you do your best, day and night counseling, intellectual knowledge, moral success, you have a good future, you have to inherit the ancestral foundation depends, you also have glory. ”

After receiving the imperial order, Xia Yuanji's heart was shocked.

There have long been rumors in the court, and the attitude of the Son of Heaven is also very obvious, but they are not as clear as those in the edict.

The inheritance of our ancestors depends.

This sentence alone shows who the successor in the heart of the Son of Heaven is.

I don't know whether to be happy or worried.

Fundamentally, Xia Yuanji still has a good impression of the prince who is close to the scholars, but the temptation of the edict of the Son of Heaven is too great.

The teacher of the emperor's grandson, the teacher of the emperor's grandson, the difference of one word, but the distance between the end of the world.

Suppressing the excitement in his chest, Xia Yuanji received the order to thank him. gave the eunuch a red envelope, and deliberately asked two sentences, and the answer he got was completely unexpected.

Hinningbo recommended?

Xia Shangshu frowned, and began to think about whether he should visit Xingningbo once before the army's northern expedition. But he was also very hesitant, and if he really went, he was afraid that his position would be delicate.

Is it the future Son of Heaven to teach him, or is it the current reputation in the court? Is it from the dragon's work, the glory of three generations, or the history books are clear, upright?

Holding the edict, Xia Yuanji quickly had an answer.

The opportunity to teach the heir to the throne is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. What the Son of Heaven said in the edict did not allow him to refuse.

As one of the six heavenly officials, Xia Yuanji is talented, hard-working, and pays attention to reputation, but he is not a gossip official after all, and he sees the pros and cons quite clearly.

Compared with the honor of the emperor, what is it to be classified into the Xingningbo faction by the imperial history?

The prince of the Han Dynasty is really smart, and if he can inherit the unification in the future, the historian always has to consider a few points before writing.

As long as the emperor on the throne is not a faint monarch, saying that the emperor is really a traitor, or being in the company of a minister, a certain kind of Cheng dù is tantamount to insulting and scolding the Son of Heaven.

In all dynasties, how many Taishi Ling Sima Qian?

A historian has a pen, and when necessary, no matter how big the matter is, it can be a spring and autumn, not to mention the evaluation of court officials.

In Meng's thinking habits, there are still traces of modern people. Replaced by Xia Shangshu, a native, is far more long-term and thorough than he thinks.

At the end of February of the seventh year of Yongle, Xia Yuanji succeeded Meng to teach the Han prince the knowledge.

Seeing the new teacher, the three of them went to find their father with tears in their eyes. Zhu Gaoxu didn't hold on, ran to the Guogong Mansion at night, and was almost kicked out of the gate by Dingguo Gong. Rao was so, but he still stubbornly did not leave, and stayed until the army went out to fight.

Zhu Di hugged his grandson, and did not mention that he personally ordered the change of teacher, only saying that the army was triumphant, and then let Meng come back to sit with him to teach the teacher.

The black cauldron that provoked the crying grandson, the son carried it.

Emperor Yongle is completely stress-free, and he is not sorry at all.

At the beginning of March, the Son of Heaven ordered to conquer the Tatars in Chengtianmen, send Tai Sui Qixu and other gods, and the Duke of Wei was in charge of the handsome seal, and the army was sent to Beijing.

The army array stretched for dozens of miles, the sound of war drums was deafening, and the Gejia was violent, covering the sky and the sun.

Iron riders leap like torrents. The foot soldiers are brave, like mountains.

Among the large army, a thousand-strong contingent composed entirely of firearms soldiers was particularly eye-catching.

Artillery, firearms, thunder, chariots, although there are no swords, but they are even more terrifying. This team was formed by order of Emperor Yongle and set out for the first time in the northern Xinjiang Shenji Battalion.

Walking at the head of the team, Meng was still a little confused.

In other words, he is the deputy general of the Left Army, Shen Xuan's deputy, and is in charge of the logistics of the army part-time, right?

Why is it related to the Shenji Camp again?

Holding the newly arrived waist card, looking at the admiral and the ministers who were walking beside him, Meng scratched his chin, in addition to being puzzled, he was still puzzled.

The Shenji Battalion was subsumed into the Left Army and listened to his orders.

When this decree was made, Emperor Yongle was really not hit by a flying stone from outside the sky?