The third volume sailed in the Ming Dynasty

Chongzhen's face became more and more gloomy, and the corruption of officials was worse than that of a country, which was tantamount to a harbinger of the death of the country.

Chongzhen has been in power for many years, so he naturally knows a lot!

But natural disasters and military disasters continued, but the court lacked money and salaries, and his armament was weak, so he had no time to take care of him.

The heat of the afternoon made people a little more restless, and Chongzhen's good mood in recent days was completely destroyed.

"Does Qin Aiqing think that the time is ripe to eradicate corruption?"

The silver in the inner treasury provided Chongzhen with some confidence and added sweetness, and he couldn't help but ask Qin Haoming.

"There is no need to make a big splash and cause a commotion and fear among officials, then the time is ripe at any time.

The emperor can ask Jinyi Wei to check the evidence, and keep an eye on some big tigers with lightning speed, and come from time to time, so that military spending is naturally not worried. ”

Qin Haoming stretched his waist comfortably and said calmly.

This era is really similar to a certain era, just pull out an official, you will never go wrong, the question is whether it is necessary and meaningful!

At the same time, anti-corruption is also the best way to cut out political opponents and adjust officials.

Chongzhen's eyes gradually lit up, he always considered the overall situation, hoping to solve all problems in one go, but he didn't know that it was not as effective as Qin Aiqing's practical approach.

In the past, when I met with Xue Guoguan, I talked about the greed of officials.

As the first assistant of the cabinet, Xue Guoguan should have taken the initiative to take responsibility or put forward opinions, but he was too shrewd and did not criticize himself at all, but complained about Dongchang and Jinyiwei.

How can officials be so greedy if the factory and health supervision is effective, but there is no practical advice?

Wang Huamin, the eunuch of Dongchang, held a grudge against this accusation of blaming others, and specially sent someone to investigate his evil deeds and repay him.

Thinking of this, Chongzhen stared at Qin Haoming deeply, smiled and said:

"Zhang Sizhi once served as my lecturer, and he can barely be regarded as an emperor, and he has no bad deeds in hand, so I will not deal with it, and I can refrigerate it in the future.

According to your words, Xue Guoguan, the first assistant, was dismissed and returned to the country, but his belongings in Beijing must be left behind.

The dereliction of duty and capture of the first assistant and the second assistant are related to you, Qin Aiqing is afraid that he wants to be famous and famous? ”

"Wechen doesn't really want to be burdened by fame, but it comes quietly." Qin Haoming sighed, spread his hands in a dashing manner and continued:

"If you can, Weichen wants to learn from the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and come to a sentence that he once whipped a famous horse because of drunkenness, lest he be tired of the beauty. That kind of life must be more meaningful. ”

"Hahaha......" Qin Haoming's stubborn appearance made Chongzhen's mood inexplicably cheerful, and he nodded his fingers, "Then how did you get to this point, I am also very curious, can Aiqing tell me?" ”

Curiosity is only a small aspect, in fact, Chongzhen is testing his heart.

Today, Qin Haoming is no longer a small commander, but a feudal official who holds the military and political power of the two provinces, and the first commander among the people.

In particular, his talent and handling of affairs have left a deep imprint in Chongzhen's heart.

If he had misdeeds or ......, Chongzhen couldn't imagine it.

Qin Haoming stood still suddenly, regardless of whether it was rude or not, he glanced up at Chongzhen, touched his chest with his hand and said firmly:

"Your Majesty, Weichen has loved to read history books since he was a child, and he is proud of the brilliance of the Han people.

However, every time I read about the history of the Five Hu Chaos and the atrocities of the Mengyuan Dynasty, the aliens regarded the Han people as two-legged sheep, and slaughtered them all, and their hearts were always cut like knives.

Hate is born at the wrong time, and he can't do his best for the Han family and spray the blood in his heart.

When he was fifteen years old, it coincided with the departure of Jiannu Koubian Dasheng, and Weichen was not very sad. Since then, he has set a lifelong goal, which is bound to slaughter all the slaves, promise the country alone, and protect the Ming Dynasty.

Last year, Jiannu Koubian again, Weichen didn't think about it, and went straight to the north from Linpu, in order to be the original ambition.

Thus, step by step, it has come to this day. ”

"Okay, what a single Xu country, guarding the Ming Dynasty, strong!"

Hearing this, Chongzhen clapped his hands and praised, his heart was infinitely relieved, and his doubts disappeared.

Oh, yes!

Qin Aiqing only relied on his pure heart to go north alone to resist the captives, and he was able to get to this day, I am afraid that he never thought of it?

The luck of the Ming Dynasty, the luck of the Ming Dynasty!

At this time, Qin Haoming's stomach was full of grunt, Chongzhen was stunned for a moment, and then laughed and shouted:

"Prepare a banquet, a few more dishes, I have a drink with Qin Aiqing today, and I should see you off."

The little yellow door who accompanied him left in response to the order, and at the same time, he was secretly frightened in his heart, and the emperor personally saw him off, which was really rare.

In the afternoon, Dengzhou Wei.

The newly built campus that can accommodate tens of thousands of people is paved with Xuanfu cement and is flat. Even if it rains heavily, there will not be the slightest mud on the school grounds.

But on a hot summer day, training on it is a life-threatening thing.

The surroundings were bare, without the slightest shade, and the scorching sun shone directly on the school grounds.

Occasionally, there is a salty sea breeze, which is also hot and humid.

This kind of weather is really not suitable for outdoor sports, but on the school field, there are square formations standing in the dark, fully armed, with helmets and armor, spears and broadswords, standing solemnly.

Sweat flowed down his helmet and cheeks like rain, dripping on the ground.

Instantly turned into a steaming mist, disappearing in an instant under the scorching sun.

From time to time, someone fell straight upright, and someone immediately ran over from the sidelines, dragged the fainted person aside, poured a bowl of mung bean soup down, and then removed his armor and wiped his body with cold water.

No matter who it is, they will praise it, and this army is as disciplined as iron.

And this is the 3,000 marines selected by Zhang Yun from Dengzhouwei.

The new garrison is a madman, this is already an open consensus in the newly formed Marine Corps.

Now, this madman was standing in front of them, and compared to these soldiers, Zhang Yun was wearing a little more advanced chain mail, which meant heavier.

The mask of the helmet was pulled down, and it was impossible to see his expression, but the sweat that flowed from his body was no less than that of the soldiers in the phalanx in front.

If he does not move, no one dares to move.

On the school grounds, it was so quiet that you could hear everyone's heavy breathing.

Looking through the mask and looking at this army that had been refreshed, Zhang Yun felt a sense of satisfaction in his heart.

The rot of the Ming soldiers is not in the ordinary soldiers, but in those grassroots officers.

A soldier is a bear, a nest of bears, and a mouse spoils a pot of soup.

When the so-called upper beam is not correct and the lower beam is crooked, and even the officers cannot be strict with themselves, how can the officers and men below be a combat-effective army?

By selecting elite officers and men in Dengzhou Wei and re-appointing grass-roots officers such as Xiaoqi and Baihu, under strict military discipline and generous salaries, some bad habits among the original officers and men soon disappeared without a trace.

"General, Lu Lang has something to discuss."

Zhang Yun exhaled deeply, raised his hand, and slowly lifted his mask.

Glancing at all the soldiers, he raised his right hand and waved it vigorously in the air, then turned around and strode out of the school grounds.

With Zhang Yun leaving, there was a sparse sound of armor leaves colliding in the school field, and most of the soldiers were all paralyzed on the ground at this moment.

The few who remained, also with their spears, bent over and panting for breath.

Today they were lucky, a third less than their usual training volume.