Just like King Fu, every time he was driven from here and there by the homeless, Chongzhen had to give him a slight reward to appease his wounded fat heart, and he was still dissatisfied.

In the end, it was good that he raised pigs for decades from Wanli, which cheapened Li Hongji.

Chongzhen sometimes really feels that Chongzhen just can't understand the painstaking efforts of Hongwu Yongle Wanli Apocalypse.

"Didn't the predecessors raise pigs for future generations to slaughter? How can you allow your own pigs to be slaughtered by others? ”

Huaxia parents have a gentle heart that everything is for their children.

I hope that my son will become a dragon, and my daughter will become a phoenix, and I pity the hearts of parents all over the world.

"If it were Lao Tzu, he would have started killing pigs a long time ago. If your own pigs are not slaughtered in time, will they be left to the enemy? In fact, killing a pig doesn't have to be killed at once, it's okay to put some blood and scrape some oil. ”

This idea has never been told to anyone, after all, it is too shocking.

"People are actually donkeys, and every now and then they have to be whipped a few times."

This sentence is often mentioned to Apocalypse with a smile, and Apocalypse squints at this lazy guy every time. Ever since he was called the Regent, this guy has been idle all day long.

Either inspect here or study there.

He carried a hand behind his back all day long, but he didn't see him put his two hands down and use them in practice.

"Oh my God, what is it that Lao Tzu named him the emperor's younger brother, and also gave the right to the regent dynasty for the first time in history? Isn't it just for him to help me share a little more? The Queen Mother also said that he wanted to take care of him more, but he was good, but he began to avoid it, was he afraid of stealing the limelight from Lao Tzu? Or are you afraid of being killed again? ”

What Tianqi doesn't know is that in fact, every time Chongzhen goes out to inspect, he does have a goal.

At least Chongzhen thinks that as the person who holds the whip of the power of the Ming Dynasty, he should not seal himself in the seemingly magnificent but actually small Forbidden Imperial City, with walls on the front and back, left and right, and either carpets or floor tiles under his feet.

Even if you walk to the square outside the Taihe Palace, you can only see a boxy sky when you look up.

What you hear and see is what others want you to hear.

Even what they want to hear and see is covered in a lot of nonsense.

Except for intrigue between people, can't they open their hearts and go straight to each other?

Just like the swords, guns, swords, and halberds on the battlefield, those who go straight are the most lethal.

Some bells and whistles don't do much on the battlefield.

Just like Chongzhen has always adhered to, it can be covered by firepower, so don't intersperse tactics.

Only then will the war evolve into an existence that relies on logistics and relies on the comprehensive strength of the country.

The Ming Dynasty threw tens of millions of silver money troops in Liaodong, but it was still defeated again and again, and it will never happen again.

Chongzhen felt that not putting an animal like a stupid donkey into the zodiac really reflected the wisdom of the Chinese ancestors.

If the whip is not raised for a long time, once the inertia of human beings is cultivated, it is not possible to solve the problem with a few whips.

The whip of the Ming Dynasty is in the hands of Zhu, and the Han family here is a group of people who let the whip of God break.

The factory guards are used to being domineering, but since the "power eunuch to the emperor" incident, they have been shrinking their necks for a long time.

"His grandmother is a bear, and the black soil is not enough to jump, so she dares to stretch her paws into the pass! Chop it short, you must cut off this claw that Jiannu stretched out to the pass, completely cut off! Otherwise, if you dare one, you will dare two! ”

Liu Qiao still had a certain consciousness, and after receiving Chongzhen's order, the bandits generally spat and issued a strict order.

In order to prove the value of their existence, the factory guards also tried their best to prevent Jiannu from retreating outside the pass. The flying fish suits are armed with wild goose swords, using the most primitive fire guns, strong crossbows, and their own blood and flesh. The battle report that obviously worked hard but still didn't succeed interprets the plot that Chongzhen needs just right.

"Wouldn't it be too bloody for us to have more advanced firearms and crossbows, but we don't equip them?"

Zhou Yuji, who went to Jinyi Wei to select the Son of Heaven Youth Army, was somewhat unbearable.

Chongzhen nodded sadly, "It's indeed bloody, but many times if we can't be ruthless to ourselves, the enemy will give us the most merciless blow." Da Ming, more people need blood. ”

Chongzhen's answer made many people fall silent, not because they didn't agree with him, but because they were deeply touched.

The Ming Dynasty once gave a lot of help in the disaster year when Jiannu was short of food.

"Li Shancheng" is a product of that time, and when the Jurchens saw the Ming people, they said that they were "Li Shancheng".

This is like many foreigners in later generations who saw Chinese people, and the first sentence was "money money".

If you knew this was the case, you shouldn't have been so merciful earlier.

The enemy fattened up, and turned around becoming cruel.

Don't give? Then grab it!

Chongzhen felt that the Chinese people should still have a clear understanding of the cruelty of their benevolent enemies.

If you can't be strong and rich, you will show how much civilization you have everywhere.

Civilization is not civilized enough, and barbarism is not barbaric enough, then it can only be swallowed up by relative barbarism.

Let the relative civilization be ruled by barbarism, and then even the mind will be poisoned.

"You have to remember that once you have been on your knees for a long time, it is very difficult to stand up straight. We must prevent Jiannu from enslaving their braided thinking into the hearts of our Chinese people, regardless of whether these Chinese people are Han or Hakka. ”

Chongzhen no longer only preaches to his subordinates, but tries to start classes.

The class is not always fixed, sometimes it will be on the city wall, sometimes it will be under the big tree, sometimes it will be in the downtown of Qianmen Street, and once when I entered the city, I encountered heavy rain, so I was simply in the city cave of Guangqumen.

More often than not, he is in the fields, because what Chongzhen frequents most often is the cultivation of farmers who take food as their sky.

The listeners were divided into categories, including the sons of old farmers who had no money to study, those who had no money and those who had no money to support their literate sons, those who watched the excitement, and the Confucian students who had the attitude of trying it out.

At first, they were all young people, but later the old teachings were also attracted to them, and the storytellers joined in.

Dugu Ling has a lively brain, a lot of ideas, and always acts as a guide.

For the new ideas displayed by Chongzhen, many people are like old ducks listening to thunder and don't understand it.

Some people scoffed, believing that Jiannu, with a population of only hundreds of thousands, had absolutely no possibility of entering the Central Plains.

In particular, the landlords and nobles in the south of the Yangtze River heard the storyteller's singing soon after, and a hundred did not believe it, even if they were reluctant to believe it, they also thought that with the Yangtze River and the Yellow River as a moat, Jiannu could not fight in the south.

"Jingkang's shame, there is no possibility of it happening again!"

However, many northerners, especially those in Gyeonggi and Shandong, were deeply touched by the dangers of Jiannu.