Chapter 341: Collision

"Since you are commensurate with a friend, you are not welcome. Brother Sihua, Dengzhou City is prosperous, the people live and work in peace and contentment, and the road is not left behind and the night is not closed. I have traveled all over the Ming Dynasty, and I have never seen such a place. I am quite curious, why is Dengzhou different from other places in the Ming Dynasty? After thinking about it, there has been no clear answer in the next place, so I specially asked Brother Sihua to teach me. ”

Fang Yizhi came up and put on an equal posture, which was quite restrained. After all, Chen Xie has the title of a prisoner, because it is given by the emperor, it is still inferior to a genuine talent.

Chen Xie looked at this young man with some surprise, and said that he was humble about studying, looking at his expression and pointing out the country, it seemed that they did not match. After thinking about it, Chen Xie gave an answer that made Fang Yizhi a little uncomfortable: "This question is a bit complicated to say. Even if I sue you, you may not understand. In this way, if you really want to figure out this matter, just stay in Dengzhou and stay for a year and a half, and with your ingenuity, you can probably figure it out. ”

Fang Yizhi, who was going to have a good discussion with Chen Xie, bumped into the pile of cotton. I prepared a night of questions, and I didn't need a single one. Chen Xie didn't seem to plan to compete with him, which made it impossible for him to talk about exerting his strength.

Just when Fang Yizhi was a little embarrassed, Xu Fuyuan smiled and arched his hand: "I have heard for a long time that General Chen of Dengzhou Town is a master of the art of war, and he likes the art of war, so I would like to ask General Chen for advice, how to train soldiers in the Dengzhou battalion, and which art of war did General Chen learn?" ”

Chen Xie also felt very painful about this question. What is the art of war? After thinking about it, Chen Xie still decided to be honest with each other. said to him very seriously: "Mr. Xu, Chen has never learned the art of war, and the so-called way of training soldiers is actually not complicated at all. The training of the Dengzhou battalion is very simple, the food and salary are sufficient, the training is strict, and the rewards and punishments are clear. If you have to compare other military towns in the Ming Dynasty, Chen really doesn't know how to compare. When I say that, can Mr. Xu understand? ”

Xu Fuyuan was also dumbfounded. That's right. The biggest feature of the Dengzhou battalion is that it does not use the silver of the imperial court, and it is strictly a private army. However, Xu Fuyuan quickly figured out one thing, aren't the other military towns in the Ming Dynasty also private soldiers? But. He just couldn't mention this matter to Chen Xie. The military shortcomings of the Ming Dynasty. Xu Fuyuan knew it very well in his heart. Standing in the position of a scholar, in front of Chen Xie, you can't ask people. Why don't you hand over the Dengzhou battalion to the civilian officials to command?

The previous two, to put it bluntly, were still unconvinced by Chen Xie. I felt that if I had so much silver, I could train an army that could fight well. They felt that Chen Xie's Dengzhou camp was suspected of cheating, and they were right. The question is, even if they have so much silver, can they really train the same Dengzhou battalion? This is the problem of high eyes and low hands.

After Fang Yizhi slowed down for a while, he once again snatched the right to speak, and said without waiting for others to speak: "Brother Sihua, what do you think is the main problem of Da Ming's current situation?" Chen Xie looked at him a little excited, and sighed secretly in his heart. Even if he left a name in history, Tongcheng Fang Yizhi is like that. It is really not a dream to expect the literati of the Ming Dynasty to get rid of the shackles of the times and see farther through the fog of history. Even Xia Yunyi, who has never spoken, when criticizing Donglin and Fushe for "no real strategy", how could he think of a practical plan in his heart?

Chen Xie looked at Fang Yizhi, nodded with a smile, and said after a little thought: "This question, in fact, you already have the answer in your heart, so why bother to ask me?" Fang Yizhi was so angry by this answer that Teng stood up and said: "I sincerely ask for advice, why is Brother Sihua pushing back and avoiding it?" ”

Chen Xie looked at him quietly, and said in a deep voice: "Mr. Fang, why be excited? The idea in your heart is nothing more than that when today's son is deceived by treachery, as long as the monarch of the Ming Dynasty trusts and appoints the gentleman, a problem can be solved. Governing the country and rectifying the chaotic situation, is it really possible to solve a problem just by relying on the pro-gentleman and the villain? It is precisely because you think about the problem too simply in your heart that I don't want to have an in-depth exchange with you on the issue of governing the country. The gap between you and me before is too big to talk about going together. If you can't talk about it together, why bother talking about it? With this time to argue, it is better to think about what I should do to change the dilemma faced by Daming bit by bit. Anyone can do it, how many people can do it? When I say this, I wonder if Mr. Fang is satisfied? ”

"Zi said: ......." Fang Yizhi was about to say, but Chen Xie smiled and waved his hand: "Stop, stop, don't tell me this." I don't read much, I can't listen. This is really the truth, the problem Fang Yizhi didn't think so, and thought that Chen Xie didn't look down on him and disdained to argue with him. Immediately sat down in the chair angrily, lowered his head and stopped talking.

Sun Lin, who had never spoken, finally grasped the conversation: "Lord Chen, I want to stay in Dengzhou and do something." As you said just now, how many people can there be? Sun is not talented, and he is willing to do one of them. ”

Hey? I didn't expect that among these four people, there was such a character. Chen Xie was interested, looked at Sun Lin sincerely and said with a smile: "Mr. Sun, what do you think you can do?" What do you want to do? ”

Sun Lin had already had a draft, and said with a smile: "Sun is not talented, and he doesn't have much experience." If you don't give up, you are willing to be a scribe under your command. Start by doing a little bit of copying and gain experience. You can also serve in the army, and you can be a pawn. ”

Chen Xie was not polite to him, and immediately nodded: "Okay, you can start as a scribe." When you have nothing to do in peacetime, you can also go to the army to have a look, and you can learn whatever you want. As long as you can calm down and do things, you will always have something to gain if you stay in Dengzhou for a year and a half. ”

"Thank you, Lord Chen." Sun Lin thanked him, and Chen Xie waved his hand to indicate that it was not necessary. finally turned his eyes to Xia Yunyi, who had never spoken, and smiled at this alternative in the literary world who dared to criticize and self-criticize in history.

Xia Yunyi had a feeling of being seen through, shook his head with a wry smile and said, "I didn't think of what I could do, but I was unwilling to go back empty-handed." It's better to do this, Chen Zongbing assigned a thing to the subordinates. ”

Chen Xie was silent for a while, and only picked up a newspaper on the coffee table after a long time before he picked up a newspaper on the coffee table and handed it to Xia Yunyi and said: "This "Minbao" is only published in Denglai, and the purpose of the Minbao is to speak for ordinary people. Just now Mr. Fang mentioned the problem of Daming, I think so, to find out what the problem of Daming is, you might as well take a walk among the people and listen to the voices of ordinary people. After understanding their needs, it is not difficult to understand the crux of Daming's problem. ”

Fang Yizhi couldn't help but speak again: "Wait a minute, I wait for the Ming scholars, eat the Ming Dynasty, and the opposition and the court, all have the responsibility of educating the people." Brother Sihua's words seem to be contrary to the words of the master rather than the people who do not emphasize education. ”

Chen Xie smiled and said, "Mr. Fang, you can't even understand what the people are thinking, do you still expect the people to listen to your teaching?" Nowadays, the Central Plains is raging, why don't you educate them? If simple indoctrination is useful, why did Jiannu repeatedly violate the border? Why did Jukou Gao Yingxiang, Zhang Xianzhong and others raise their arms and shout, and the people look at the scenery? You haven't even figured out the essence of the problem, and you're here to educate Chen, don't you think it's ridiculous to do so? ”

"What essence?" Fang Yizhi subconsciously asked, and when he was met with Chen Xie's disdainful eyes, he looked back with anger. Chen Xie sighed, shook his head and said, "The essence of the people's rebellion, isn't there nothing to eat?" I think the focus of your research should be on how to solve the problem of feeding the people. And not to preach in front of me. ”

Although Chen Xie's language style made several readers present feel very awkward, they always felt very reasonable when they carefully broke and crumpled to chew these words. This is also the reason why Xia Yunyi and Xu Fuyuan, the two older ones, have not spoken much. Chen Xie's words don't sound like much, but there is actually a lot of information hidden.

"Mr. Chen, how did you solve the problem of eating for the people?" Xia Yunyi couldn't help but ask, this question is too important. Chen Xie smiled when he heard this: "I'll tell you now, you may not be able to accept my point of view. You should go to work in the Minbao, as long as you can persevere, it is not difficult to understand how I did it. ”

Without waiting for Xia Yunyi to answer, Fang Yizhi had already said first: "Fang asked for an errand from the people's newspaper." Chen Xie looked at him with a little surprise and said, "The township examination is imminent, are you willing to give up the imperial examination?" Fang Yizhi gritted his teeth and chopped his feet and said: "Fang can wait for the township test to take office." Chen Xie shook his head with a smile and said, "You should rest assured that the imperial examination, I am not suitable for you here." ”

Xia Yunyi finally made a decision, stood up and arched his hand: "I am willing to go to the Minbao below." Xu Fuyuan also stood up and said, "Go down too." ”

Chen Xie smiled with satisfaction: "Chen will go to sea again in a few days, you can stay in Dengzhou with peace of mind." There will come a day in the future when you will be able to accept and understand Chen's approach. That's it, come on, send off. ”

A collision of ideas between Chen Xie and the Da Ming literati is not easy to see on the surface. In fact, this was a collision of retreat and pragmatism, and the literati of the Ming Dynasty were mainly pragmatic and very little. This is the inevitable result of the Ming Dynasty's imperial examination system. You must know that a scholar, let alone a jinshi, is difficult to rely on even if he lifts people. This is much, much more difficult than the college entrance examination. It's not that it requires a wide range of knowledge and depth of learning, but the Eight Strands of Scholars is actually a test of the Four Books and Five Classics. Relatively fair exams.

The problem is that for more than 200 years, the Ming Dynasty has studied the Four Books and Five Classics through guò, and selected officials through a single eight-strand text. After a long time, the entire Ming Dynasty is made up of these scholars who started by reading the Four Books and the Five Classics to be officials, and how many people are willing to be down-to-earth and pragmatic?

This question is really a problem of the system. This system is directly directed, and the entire civilian-bureaucratic group of the Ming Dynasty is actually floating on it. The power of the grassroots is in the hands of the gentry, clans, and officials. (To be continued......)