"How can a kingdom value only the scribes and not the soldiers?"

"A scholar like you who ignores the ban of the imperial court is not worthy of being a scholar in the forest, let alone an official in the future! Otherwise, the laws of the DPRK will be ruined! ”

"This press not only wants to redress your reputation, but also asks you to never do it again!"

When Zhang Wenxi heard Wang Xiangdong say that this kind of gentry serving in the battalion was an ordinary situation, he was even more willing to believe that if the rectification of military affairs started with the phenomenon of prohibiting the gentry and the gentry from serving in the battalion, he would really be able to make very remarkable political achievements, and he would be able to make the above see his own ability, so he directly said this.

Although he is a civil servant, when he needs to pay attention to soldiers in his personal career, Zhang Wenxi will naturally not be so rigid.

As a bureaucrat, it is his basic ability to be flexible in his moral line.

Therefore, Zhang Wenxi also took the initiative to emphasize that the country should also respect soldiers at this time.

After Zhang Wenxi said this, Wang Xiangdong's face was full of frustration, but he couldn't say anything more, so he could only watch as the patrol soldiers locked him up.

"As for the slaves who beat the battalion soldiers, they will be executed on the spot, their heads will be hung in the city, and all the gentry and nobles will be ordered to restrain the domestic slaves, and if there are any more slaves who cause trouble, they will be robbed of the house and asked the master of the house!"

Zhang Wenxi looked at Wang Xiangdong's slaves, who were detained by his soldiers for beating domestic slaves, and ordered.

These slaves hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed and begged for mercy.

"The lord spares his life! We don't dare anymore! We're just doing what we're told! ”

These slaves are shouting like this at this time.

And Zhang Wenxi sneered and said: "Although you are a domestic slave, don't you have any brains, let you kill people and kill people, tell you to beat the registered soldiers of the imperial court, you will beat the registered soldiers of the imperial court, do you call you a rebel and traitor, and you dare to rebel and betray the country?" ”

Zhang Wenxi said at this point: "So in order to set an example, it is better to cut you all!" ”

"Let the world's rich slaves have a long memory, don't think that the house slaves were better than the people to escape the crime, either rely on the protection of the master's family to escape the crime, or blame the master for the crime, saying that he is innocent!"

"But you have to know that since you want to be a slave, although you can fake the tiger, but it is not without harm, the disadvantage is that you don't have to worry about leaving the name of the cool official because you are killing the slaves, not the people!"

"Kill!"

Then, Zhang Wenxi shouted loudly and waved his hand: "Never tolerate!" ”

"Yes!"

So all his soldiers drew their swords.

Swish!

Swish!

Swish!

All of these slaves were killed on the spot, and the bloody heads rolled to the ground one after another, and soon the blood was stagnant.

Wang Xiangdong was directly stunned when he saw this scene, and suddenly it was hot below, and the hem of his straight jacket dripped water on the spot, and he didn't dare to report his family history.

After all, today's Ming Dynasty still has not returned to the era of freedom of scholars and doctors advocated by Xu Jie's reign, and the central power is very great, and the wealthy families of the scholars cannot use the public opinion to influence the bureaucrats as before, but have to worry that the bureaucrats will use their status as the emperor to represent the emperor of the Son of Heaven to take a more severe treatment of themselves.

Therefore, Wang Xiangdong didn't dare to say anything more.

The beaten battalion soldiers watched this scene with great bewilderment.

Because the civil officials suddenly spoke for them, which made them a little surprised.

In their memory, civil officials and even military attaches often would rather offend the imperial court than the powerful and wealthy families.

But now the fact is that Zhang Wenxi, the inspector of the imperial history, actually saved them and gave them a bad breath.

Although they didn't understand the reason, they still thanked Zhang Wenxi with gratitude.

Zhang Wenxi also asked them to follow him for the time being, and then return to the camp after his superiors were disposed of, so as not to be blamed by the superiors.

The patrol has always been a hunting place on behalf of the Son of Heaven, and he has the responsibility of supervising the army and clearing the army, but he can temporarily keep the battalion soldiers around him for use, and he only needs to write to the governor.

Of course.

Zhang Wenxi is not really kind-hearted, jealous of evil and hateful, and attaches importance to samurai.

But he knew how to be a good bureaucrat who would satisfy the higher-ups.

Therefore, Zhang Wenxi seriously dealt with this matter of the soldiers' service and the battalion.

After receiving Zhang Wenxi's report, Prime Minister Qi Jiguang immediately voted to approve his request for military affairs, and personally reported the matter to Zhu Yijun, and praised Zhang Wenxi's advice:

"Your Majesty, as Zhang Fengxian played, the minister believes that the rectification of military affairs should be realistic, and now the Qing army is no longer in line with the truth, and only the situation of the soldiers in the Qing army is in line with the truth."

"The minister also planned to do so, planning to only check the actual number of soldiers in the Beijing camp, and for the local guards, he would not check the actual number of military households first, but the situation of soldiers being enslaved, that is, the inside and outside were different, first easy and then difficult!"

"Specifically, it is the number of verifiable troops in Beijing! After all, under the feet of the Son of Heaven, it can be controlled and controlled; The number of troops cannot be verified in the local area, after all, the mountain is high and the imperial power is far away, and it is difficult to control the direction; ”

"In addition, although it is easy to curb empty salaries by verifying the number of soldiers, it is also easier to cheat! Although it is difficult to make soldiers in the inventory service, it is difficult to offend the powerful and wealthy families, but it is not easy to produce the disadvantages of the people, after all, those who dare to make soldiers are all wealthy families! ”

Zhu Yijun also nodded after hearing this: "In this way, Zhang Wenxi and the cardinal minister have a lot in common in rectifying military affairs. ”

Because many people in the civil service have always been dissatisfied with Qi Jiguang's appointment as the cardinal minister in charge of the military machine, Zhu Yijun deliberately began to call Qi Jiguang often by the cardinal, so Zhu Yijun also called Qi Jiguang by the cardinal at this time.

"Your Majesty said yes!"

"The minister was also about to exchange this idea with the provincial governors when he went to Beijing to report on his work, and as the main direction of the next rectification of military affairs, he didn't expect that he Zhang Wenxi would also think of this."

Qi Jiguang said with a smile.

Zhu Yijun threw Zhang Wenxi's recital on the case: "Talents are rare!" ”

"Deliver the decree, give praise, and order Fengyang to follow Zhang Wenxi and lead the Privy Council Military Selection Division, and allow him to play, when the army is cleared, select and depose the competent official school, so as to ensure the convenience of the inventory!"

"All the envoys will be dealt with severely!"

You must know that whether the Wu Xuan Division was in the Ministry of War in the past or is now in the Privy Council, it is a very powerful yamen.

And now Zhang Wenxi can also lead the military selection officer, although he is a deputy subordinate to the fifth rank official, but this is already super promoted for him who is the seventh rank of the imperial history.

Because according to the logic of the Ming Dynasty, the local four-grade participation in politics or the transfer of the sub-official to Beijing as the head of the sixth department is a promotion.

And Zhang Wenxi can be a foreigner from the fifth grade, although he is also a seventh-grade Beijing official, but he is also a Beijing official from the fifth grade, which is obviously particularly simple.

Zhu Yijun also deeply felt that the bureaucrats of the Ming Dynasty actually had a very strong ability to adapt to reality and their own evolution, and they were indeed worthy of being the most shrewd people of this era.

In Zhu Yijun's view, Daming really has no shortage of cadres and capable ministers, and there is no shortage of people who have the courage to make progress.

"Yes!"

It didn't take long for Zhang Wenxi to receive the holy decree from the urgent delivery, and after receiving the decree, he stood in the court with the holy decree in his hand for a long time, until the incense was dark, and he did not hold back his smile.

Sorry for the late update. That's because I went home and used the Internet

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