The main thing that Zhu Zhangui came out this time was to test the performance of the ironclad ship.

The Shenji battalion in the north had already begun to assemble, and it also had to deal with the affairs of the Japanese invaders, so Zhu Zhangui did not stay in Qiongzhou for long, inquired about the transfer of the Asan area, and returned to Quanzhou with Zheng He and others.

"Have you investigated the matter of the Woko?"

Back in Quanzhou, Zhu Zhangui called, and when he was leaving, he ordered to investigate the Japanese and Li Hu.

Li Hu, who has been busy with this matter for a month, took out the map that had been prepared a long time ago and explained.

"According to our investigation, this part of the Wako came from Ezo, which is one of the three major islands of Wakoku."

"According to the interrogation of the captives we caught, they said that they were sent out by their overlord, but they didn't say what the purpose was, just let them take the opportunity to attack the Ming fleet and our sea frontier!"

"It's just that our navy often patrols the seas, and the chances of them attacking are very small, and occasionally they only attack some small villages."

"Now that they have received an order to temporarily stop the offensive and prepare to turn to North Korea, as for what the purpose is, the status of that prisoner is too low, and very little is known!"

"Attack North Korea!"

Finding the location of North Korea on the map, Zhu Zhangui pinched the short beard on his chin, and seemed to understand the thoughts of these little gourds.

These gourds may feel that Daming is too powerful, and they can't challenge it with their current strength, so they decide to eat big fish and eat small fish first, and fatten themselves little by little and wait for the opportunity.

Later, when Da Ming showed fatigue, he launched an attack in one fell swoop to defeat Da Ming and take revenge.

"Huh!"

With a rough guess, Zhu Zhangui couldn't help but chuckle.

"These little nests, you are honest at home, and if I attack you, I can only hide it, after all, you are a country that is not conquered by my grandfather."

"But if you attack North Korea, then I have plenty of reasons to beat you."

Thinking that after North Korea was attacked, he would have a reason to fight a small nest melon, Zhu Zhangui smiled and waved his hand at Li Hu.

"As long as they don't come to Daming, don't care about them, you all pretend not to know about their attack on North Korea."

Li Hu understood what Zhu Zhangui meant, and laughed darkly.

I have to say that it was really cool when he was in the Wa Kingdom, if it wasn't for the fact that he was going to attack Ah San at that time, Li Hu really wanted to stay there for a few more days.

Thinking of the carefree days during that time, he couldn't help but envy the navy and the Kamiki battalion troops who stayed in Izumo.

After staying in Quanzhou for a while, Zhu Zhangui inspected the shipyards and raw material reserves, and after dealing with a few small rats, he set off for Jinling.

Daddy sent several letters a day urging him to hurry back, and new currency issues were waiting for him. The old man also sent a letter a few days ago, asking him to quickly deal with the affairs of the court and lead the army to launch an attack on the Western Regions.

Now is the season of spring when everything recovers, and it is the best time to march, and the old man does not want to drag the war until winter.

Moreover, the people already have a trace of complaint against the imperial court for being waging large-scale wars for several years in a row.

These soldiers who went to the battlefield were their families, and the people were terrified every day, for fear of receiving a death notice from the military headquarters.

Zhu Fatpang was aware of this, and had already written to the old man several times, hoping to temporarily stop the war after fighting the grassland, so that the people could take a breath first.

Even for the Western Regions, Zhu Fatpang's idea is to fight again in a few years.

However, his son and father were directly opposed.

In the plan of the grandfather and grandson, the Western Regions must be taken.

After taking the Western Regions and facing the Timurid Empire, the imperial court and Zhang Fu's army were able to carry out a southeast flank attack, and achieved a great strategic advantage.

That is, the Wusi Tibetan Capital Division is a plateau area, and the Ming army cannot adapt to the plateau climate there for the time being. Otherwise, the old man will definitely completely control the place in one fell swoop, and then completely take the Asan area into his pocket. At the same time, the Timurid Empire was in a state of semi-encirclement.

In this way, when Daming has been recuperating and developing for more than ten years, it can be directly pushed westward.

At that time, no one in the western region will be able to stop the Ming Dynasty, and the Ming will become the most powerful empire in the world and the most powerful empire ever seen by the Han people.

Although the old man may not be able to see it that day, all this is the foundation he set, and most of the credit will be assigned to him in the future history books.

In addition, the merit of leveling the northern grasslands, the merit of overseas colonial development, the merit of the Yongle Grand Ceremony, and the merit of the people's abundant food and clothing.

He Zhu Di will become the greatest emperor of Yanhuang after the first emperor.

Early morning, Jinling, Imperial Palace.

There was no court meeting today, except for the main officials who went to the Shangshufang to discuss government affairs, the other officials went directly to the office and started their day's work.

Now the main affairs of the imperial court are still revolving around the Northern War.

As for the matter of the new currency, it was handled by the household department and the banks, and other departments did not dare to intervene if they could not intervene.

The officials were orderly and busy, and a seal and file were sent in, and then by the officials.

After dealing with the matter at hand, an official stretched his waist, glanced at the supervising imperial history official, and saw that the other party was seriously looking at the book in his hand, so he picked up the teacup, pretended to drink tea, and whispered to the official next to him.

"Have you heard, many Confucian scholars, as well as famous students in Beijing, have been called to Sanshanmen by the people of Jinyiwei."

The official who was questioned by him also glanced at the supervisory officials of the Imperial Historical Observatory.

"Why don't you know, one of my uncles was also called over, alas, I don't know what the hell is going on!"

The official who asked the question was a little surprised when he heard this: "Uncle Lin was also called?" ”

The questioned official smiled bitterly.

"Yes, the family was worried about it, and they asked me to find a relationship and ask what happened."

"That's Jinyiwei, I can't hide, let me ask, isn't it embarrassing for me!"

"Alas, don't think about it, after all, there are so many people called, and it's not to go to Jinyi Guard's Prison, I guess there is something, I want to inform them!" The other party looked depressed, and the questioning official was afraid that the other party would ask him for help, so he hurriedly comforted him, picked up a note, pretended to be busy, and said no more.

The questioned official opened his mouth and shook his head speechlessly.

"Dongdong, Dongdong!"

Just as the officials were immersed in their work, there was a knock on the door of the office building.

When everyone heard the sound, they saw Ji Gang, the commander of the Jinyi Guard, who had just returned from Beiping, looking at everyone with a smile.

"I've met Master Ji, meet Uncle Ji!"

Ji Gang and the others didn't dare to slack off, regardless of their official positions, they all got up one after another and greeted Ji Gang.

Some call adults, while others just call uncle.

Hearing the adult's address, Ji Gang just nodded calmly, and when he heard someone call him uncle, Ji Gang glanced at the other party directly appreciatively.

He prefers to be called knighthood by others rather than his official position.

"Let me inform you, let's put down the things at hand first, and go to Sanshanmen to gather to watch a performance."

When the officials heard this, they immediately remembered the Confucian and the scholars who had been notified to go to the east gate early in the morning last night.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, and finally set their eyes on the body of the head of their part.

It's a pity that their heads, as if they didn't see it, smiled at Ji Gang, and beckoned everyone to gather at the east gate.

Looking at the officials who walked out one after another, Ji Gang showed a good smile on his face, and went to the next department to inform other officials.

Soon, the civil officials in Jingzhong, under the curious gaze of the people, lined up to Sanshanmen, where the Qinhuai River was located.

"Hey, what are these big men doing in Qinhuai River, it won't be a collective skip work in broad daylight to play!"

A man who was watching on the side of the road saw that the direction of the official's advance was Qinhuai River, and his mind unconsciously thought of a crooked place.

"Come on, you, no matter how bold these big men are, they don't dare to go in broad daylight, and they are still wearing official robes, I guess there is something going over there!"

"Something? Going to Qinhuai River is something other than that. ”

"I don't know, but this morning I saw that many Confucian and famous literati have gone there, it should be a literary event!"

"Really, then I have to go and see, maybe I can be civilized, and I can let my little cub go to high school this year."

Soon, the people of Wuyang followed the ranks of officials and rushed to the Qinhuai River.

The Qinhuai River Flower Boat, which had just been closed for a long time, suddenly saw so many people rushing in, and his mind was full of doubts.

There is no Oiran contest today, so what are these people doing?

Besides, what kind of place is this, this is the Qinhuai River, a sweet place for talented and beautiful women.

Forget about the officials and literati, what are you mud-legged pariahs doing? Don't look at your own worth, is this where you start to consume?

The girls, who had just finished taking off their makeup and were about to rest after a busy night's work, also walked out one after another when they saw such a big movement outside.

Looking at the crowds surging on the bank of the Qinhuai River, the girls were also whispering.

"Isn't that Zhang Gongzi, I just stayed here last night, I'm tired all night, why didn't I go back to rest!"

"Who knows, you see so many people gathered there, and Lord Qi who stayed overnight with me last night is staying there, I guess something is going on!"

The girls on the flower boat quietly bit their ears, and the men watching the excitement on the shore were drooling one by one.

"Tsk, they're all good girls, but it's a pity that the price here is too expensive, and you have to be literary to get in. If I had the money to recite poetry, I would go in and be happy! ”

"That's right, just as our son-in-law said, taste the liquid of flowers and enjoy the world, this is the life that people should live!"

"Tut-tut, people with literary talents are just different, and they can say it so well when they do that." (Change)

Soon, more and more people gathered, and there were almost no feet on the Qinhuai River, and the flow of people was lined up to Sanshanmen.

"What the hell is going on, is there anything going on today?"

Zhu Fatpang, who was dealing with the struggle in the palace, received all the civil officials and Confucians, as well as the talented people with meritorious reputations, and gathered at Sanshanmen, causing a large number of people to follow, and they hurried over for fear of what kind of riot would occur.

As soon as he got here, he grabbed Yang Shiqi and asked what was going on.

Yang Shiqi shook his head.

"This minister doesn't know, we are in the office, Jinyiwei commanded Ji Gang into the cabinet, let us come here, say to watch a performance, and say that His Royal Highness Taisun specially arranged for us Confucian students to watch!"

Zhu Chupang trembled in his heart when he heard this, and had a bad thought.

His son does not have much affection for Confucianism, and often complains about the scourge of Confucianism. The new school founded in the past few years is to fight against Confucianism in the future.

During this period of time, Zhu Fatpang also heard one or two of Confucianism's criticism of Xinxue, and wanted to take care of it, but these people accepted it on the surface, but what should they do behind them.

The news that he knows, but his son has the Jinyi Guard and the Moon Shadow Guard in his hands, and he must also know this.

Now that he suddenly invited people from the Confucian sect to come to the play, with Zhu Fatpang's understanding of his son, this is definitely not a good thing.

Coupled with last year's treasure money, many civil officials not only lost money, but the children of their families were also sent to work on the construction site, and they all had some complaints in their hearts.

The establishment of Xinxue has made them faintly feel the danger, so these people not only do not block Confucianism's criticism of Xinxue, but faintly have the intention of fanning the flames.

With his son's violent temper, he will definitely not endure it like this, and will definitely hit these people hard.

Thinking of these possibilities, Zhu Fatpang hesitated for a moment and said to Yang Shiqi.

"No matter what happens later, you must control the mouths of these people, otherwise you will anger that stinky boy in my family, and I won't be able to stop him from doing anything!"

Yang Shiqi nodded solemnly.

What Zhu Panpang can think of, they can also think of, what Zhu Panpang is worried about may definitely happen.

The grandson of the emperor is not a good stubble.

When it comes to being ruthless, today's old man has to talk about the second, which is going straight to Lao Zhu.

Did the Kong family really die of the plague?

Many people are skeptical about this.

Why didn't the Confucian family have a plague when the imperial grandson didn't go, and why did the imperial grandson end up as soon as he went to the Kong family.

And it was only the Confucian family who suffered, and no one in Shandong died of the plague at all, and they didn't even see the shadow of the plague.

No one is stupid, it's just that no one dares to say it.

When the old man and the imperial grandson came back from Shandong, the expressions on their faces were ready to kill.

Everyone is afraid of death, the Kong family is already dead, and provoking this matter again has no point except putting their own lives on the line.

So at that time, except for some students who made a fuss, those Confucians didn't even have their heads at all.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

On the water in the distance outside the Sanshan Gate, three cannon shots suddenly came to mind.

The sound of cannons made the noisy crowd suddenly quiet down, and they all looked at the water in the distance.

Approaching were three large ships, full of cold-faced soldiers with swords and armor.

"It's the Marines!"

Seeing the flag fluttering on the ship, Yang Shiqi, who was the secretary of the military department, recognized the belonging of this army at a glance.

Since the regularization of the navy and the attribution to the imperial court, only the private troops directly under the East Palace are the marines named on the navy.

Of course, everyone knows that.

Although the navy is under the management of the imperial court on the surface, if the imperial grandson rebels, the navy will be the absolute first to defect, and then there will be the three battalions of the Shenji Battalion.

The boat leaned against the shore under the watchful eyes of the onlookers, and as a few sampans were lowered, a group of armored soldiers quickly jumped down from it.

Soldiers, armed with new muskets, rushed into the crowd and climbed up to the rooftops, occupying advantageous firing positions.

The armored soldiers stood in front of the crowd with the Jinyi guards who rushed over, opening a path to block the crowd of onlookers on both sides.

"Bang Bang!"

"Get off the boat for Lao Tzu!"

When the passage was opened and all parties were ready, the ship resounded with the sound of whips and roars.

The crowd of onlookers nodded their toes and craned their necks to look at the boat, wanting to see what was going on, attracting so many people to watch.

That's right, they don't know, many people come to see it when they hear that there is a bustle here, but in fact, they don't know what it is.

Soon, several stout soldiers, pulling the rope the thickness of Xiao'er's arm, took the lead in stepping down from the ship.

The next crowd of onlookers saw that a group of blond, blue-eyed, or black-clad aliens were driven down by the soldiers.

"Oh my God, it's so dark, have these people fallen into the ink, why is it so dark!"

"What fell into the ink, I really don't know it, this is called Kunlun Nu, I heard that it has been there since the Tang Dynasty."

"Heh, you don't understand, Kunlun Nu is not so dark, but the skin is dark, and this is pure black, not those Kunlun Nu with dark skin."

"It's not strange for you to say that they were pressed down together, and they must have been caught in one place, how can the skin color be white and black. It won't be dark, it's always outside in the sun, and the white one stays inside all the time! ”

"Woo, did you see that? What a big cucumber! ”

"I saw it, I saw it, oh my God, if this is dipped in sauce, it must be very exciting!" (Change)

The onlookers looked at the white-skinned dogs and who were driven down from the ship by the soldiers, and one by one seemed to see some rare things, and discussed excitedly, but they covered the eyes of the children next to them.

This kind of scene where you can get nails on your eyes, it's best for children not to look at it.

"Ahhhhh

Suddenly, a scream rang out on the Qinhuai River.

Hearing the screams, everyone turned around and saw the girls on the flower boat, one by one, running back to the flower boat in a panic.

"Hahaha..."

Instantly, a loud laugh came from the shore, and the naughty one whistled at the boat.

"All quiet!"

A loud roar from the boat silenced the noise of onlookers.

An officer with a large megaphone stood on the boat and looked at the startled onlookers with a cold face.

Although the onlookers were a little unhappy, they looked at the cold faces of the soldiers around them who could scrape off the frost, and closed their mouths in fear.

When the scene was quiet, the officer stepped out of the boat and went straight to Ji Gang, who was waiting next to him.

"Master Ji, has Your Highness prepared the things you have prepared?"

With a fist salute, the officer went straight to the point.

The two parties do not belong to the same department, have not been in contact before, and there are no polite words.

In addition, everyone was waiting, and there was no time for the two to chat.

Ji Gang didn't care about this, and nodded with a smile.

"It's been ready for a long time!"

Saying that, Ji Gang waved his hand, and the brocade guards who were waiting on the side led several carriages over, lifted the raincloth on them, and revealed sheepskins.

The officer nodded, raised his hand to salute Ji Gang, and waved his hand to the soldiers waiting next to him to remove the sheepskin.

At this scene, the onlookers looked confused.

What does it mean to be sheepskin and captive again?

The uneducated people did not understand what it meant, while the officials and Confucians who stood in front turned pale.

Captives, sheepskins, onlookers.

This Nima is so familiar with the rhythm, many people unconsciously think of the history of the Northern Song Dynasty.

Some of the older Confucians, all of them had angry faces and blue faces, and their fists clenched and gurgling.

They saw that His Highness wanted these captives to carry out the sheep holding ceremony during the Jin Dynasty.

The so-called sheep holding ceremony is a way of surrendering captives, both men and women, are required to take off their clothes, be naked, clothed in sheepskin, and tie a rope around their necks, and be led like sheep, indicating that the captives can be slaughtered at will by the victors.

In this process, some young and beautiful women will be directly abducted by the Jin people at that time, and after the sheep holding ceremony is carried out, they will have to bathe and change their clothes, and then be wantonly humiliated.

During the Song Dynasty, Emperor Hui and Emperor Qin were taken care of, and they were only allowed to take off their coats and go naked.

But this kind of move can be said to be a very serious insult to the conservative degree of the society at that time, not to mention the "sheep ceremony".

Generally speaking, on the night after the ceremony, the captive woman is given a "bath", which means serving others after taking a bath, and many women commit suicide because they can't stand these humiliations.

Because, at that time, women regarded their own honor as extremely important, and they chose to commit suicide when they were humiliated, because this was the last resistance they could do.

The funny thing is that these weak women chose to commit suicide for the sake of dignity and honor, while those who claim to have read the books of the sages have survived by watching all this happen for the sake of the so-called concept of recovering the country.

Why did the Northern Song Dynasty end up like this?

Is it because their soldiers are not brave, is it because their generals dare not fight, is it because they cannot win the battle?

Neither.

According to statistics, the odds of winning foreign battles during the Northern Song Dynasty were still ranked first in Chinese history.

The reason why they ended up like this is that these literati and doctors made their own deaths.

Recently, the Confucian sect felt threatened, and they began to complain about the establishment of new schools in the imperial court, feeling that the imperial court was unloading the mill and killing the donkey.

The world is so stable, it is not that they have managed it well, but the world has not been stable for long, and the court has begun to guard against literati.

Some people even said privately that compared with the Song Dynasty's respect for officials, the Ming Dynasty was more than 108,000 miles away.

Of course, they are just complaining in private about these words, who really dares to say this on the surface, they don't have to wait until the second day, and they will definitely receive a cool package for the whole family.

But there is no impermeable wall in the world, and these words still reached Zhu Zhangui's ears.

Since you think the Great Song Dynasty is good, then Lao Tzu will let you recall the scenery of the Song Dynasty.

A white-skinned dog and were knocked to the ground, and the soldiers rushed to tear their clothes, put a noose around their necks, and covered the sheepskin.

If anyone dares to resist, they will be beaten violently.

There was even the one who was stubborn to stand up, and was directly assisted by the brocade guards of the soldiers, picked up a stick and broke his leg.

A scream and wail sounded in the open space on the shore, and the onlookers and Confucian officials looked numb one by one.

But due to the language barrier between the two sides, the white dogs and didn't know what to do, so they could only kneel on the ground and tremble.

Ji Gang, who noticed this phenomenon, beckoned to a brocade guard, and soon a death row prisoner was pressed over.

Ji Gang stepped forward with a cold face and said to the death row inmate.

"You do one thing for Ben Bo, if your performance satisfies Ben Bo, you will be beheaded, I can apply to the emperor for exemption from death, and sentence you to work in the craftsman camp."

"Not only will you survive, but your family will be able to visit you once a month at the artisan camp and talk to you!"

The death row inmate, who was originally numb, agreed without saying a word when he heard that there was such a good thing.

Ji Gang nodded, walked over to the officer who was worried, and pointed to the death row prisoner in his ear and said a few words.

After hearing this, the officer glanced at Ji Gang gratefully, and then walked to the death row prisoner and said loudly.

"Now you are in sheep's clothing, and you crawl forward in front of these smashes, and when you reach the gate of the palace, you are done."

The death row prisoner was stunned after hearing what he was going to do, and then said with some embarrassment: "My lord, can the villain ask to wear a mask!" ”

Although he is a death row prisoner, he can't accept this extremely insulting behavior, and his family is still living in Beijing, so maybe among the onlookers are his family and his friends.

Although doing what the other party says can save a life, the family may not be able to raise their heads in this life.

If this officer had refused his request, he would probably have chosen to die and would not have done such a humiliating thing.

The officer stared at the death row prisoner for a moment, then nodded under the pleading face.

"Yes!"

Soon a ghost mask was delivered, and the prisoner put on the mask, took the sheepskin handed over by the brocade guard, and ran directly in front of the white-skinned dog, and under the guidance of a brocade guard, he lay on the ground and crawled forward little by little.

He doesn't have a rope around his neck, although he is a death row prisoner, he is also of Yanhuang blood, plus the other party is voluntary, it is normal to have a little preferential treatment.

With the introduction in front, the white-skinned who were pulled by their necks also knew how to do it.

Although he was extremely repulsed by this behavior, he could only grit his teeth and crawl forward under the guidance of the soldiers around him, looking at the cold faces of the soldiers around him, the sticks still dripping with blood on his hands, and the wails of his friends with broken legs around him.

"This act is called the sheep ceremony, which is the shame of Jingkang in the Song Dynasty......"

When the white-skinned dog and the crawled forward, dozens of brocade-clothed guards held high the loudspeaker, loudly proclaiming the meaning of the sheep holding ceremony to the people around them who didn't know what it meant, and at the same time also said the shame of the Song people's experience by the way.

Since you want to slap your face, since you want to uncover the scar, you have to make a sound and it hurts.

Some people don't give him some color to see, they really think that this big tomorrow is their family.

Listening to Jin Yiwei's preaching, looking at the white-skinned dogs and who were slowly crawling forward in sheep's clothing, Zhu Chubby was anxious to stomp his feet, and kept scolding in his heart.

"This bastard boy, what kind of bastard is he committing this kind of thing, he wants to force all civil officials to the opposite side, it's really angry with me!"

ps: Don't just think about the fruit photo, it's just incidental, you can replace it with something else, for example, a single name thanks, what matters to us is the title of the book, the title of the book, the title of the book.