Of course, it was impossible for Emperor Zhu to hand over the successor of the Ming Empire to a group of Confucian scholars to teach.

What if I teach Zhu Yunwen.

The industrialization that was finally started was waiting for his death to be retired.

Isn't that?

Therefore, the issue of the education of future generations is really a top priority, and it must not be sloppy.

Emperor Zhu has been pondering this for a long time.

Now that Luo Fangmei said it, he shook his head and said, "My prince doesn't need to receive any traditional Confucian education, and I will arrange this matter." In addition, those emperors don't need anything! ”

Luo Fangmei was stunned for a moment and asked, "Why?" Hasn't it been like this since ancient times? ”

"Then you see how many good emperors have been taught by Confucianism since ancient times?" Emperor Zhu shook his head and said.

Even if today's Confucian ideology is discarded, it does not meet the needs of an industrialized country in the future world.

In Zhu Daohua's opinion.

The traditional imperial education was undoubtedly quite a failure.

It's hard to say whether those imperial tricks are useful for ruling an industrialized country.

At least Emperor Zhu didn't think it would have much effect.

If a country wants long-term peace and stability, it still depends on a stable system, and what the emperor needs is a circle around him.

Relying on a circle of contacts, the emperor can better exert his own influence.

And this circle is raised in the deep palace, and at most it can't be cultivated by contacting a few old Confucian students - and it's easy to be stupid and easy to be fooled.

The emperor said that he was a lonely widow, but he couldn't really become a lonely widow.

"The Royal Academy has been preparing for a while, so the princes will all change their names and go to the Royal Academy to enroll."

Emperor Zhu said.

"The students enrolled in this Royal Academy are either the children of nobles and officials at all levels, or the heirs of my Ming heroes, the future emperors of the Ming Dynasty, and the princes who are destined to go to all over the world to become kings, they need to establish their own network of contacts, and they need to contact with society. Living in the deep palace, long in the hands of women, how can a qualified emperor be born. ”

"A qualified emperor?" Luo Fangmei paused for a moment, "Doesn't the emperor want to cultivate a successor with great talents?" ”

"No, not at all." Emperor Zhu waved his hand and said. "Eloquent things, I can do it in this life, I'm not afraid to make a deal with you, I don't plan to be the emperor for a lifetime, and I will abdicate at about fifty-five and hand it over to the boss to take over, I think this system should form a convention, this person is easy to make mistakes when he gets older, I heard that Emperor Qianlong was also very smart when he was young, and when he was old, he was just as confused, old and confused, isn't that what he said. It's called getting on the horse and giving it a ride. ”

"So if the boss becomes an emperor in the future, what he has to do is to maintain the authority of Ming Li, as long as he is not rude, my Ming Dynasty will be as stable as Mount Tai." Emperor Zhu said.

In fact, it is to maintain a system that supports the operation of the entire empire.

Although governing the country by system is rigid, it is safer than relying on the rule of man.

"So the boss has a lot to learn in the future, management, political economy, law, etc., and the military must also be involved, as for Confucianism. There's no need to be too proficient. ”

Luo Fangmei looked left and right when she heard this, and was relieved to see that no one heard the conversation between the husband and wife.

If this word spreads, I don't know how many old Confucian students will be angry.

"What about Yizin'er, it's better to take it back in two years and go to school with the eldest and second." Luo Fangmei suggested.

She wasn't really worried about Tokugawa Mitsuhime.

Because on the one hand, she didn't see with her own eyes the means of Tokugawa Mitsuhime.

On the other hand, Tokugawa Mitsuhime is Japanese after all, and Zhu Laoliu also has Japanese ancestry.

With this, Luo Fangmei also felt that she didn't need to worry about anything.

Therefore, it is not good to show hostility towards Tokugawa Mitsuhime.

It would not be beautiful if Emperor Zhu was left with a jealous reputation.

"It's natural, and the Royal Academy doesn't go to Japan to open a branch." Emperor Zhu said.

Right now.

The sound of horses' hooves.

A group of cavalry rode forward.

At the head was Li Sheng, commander of the Guards Cuirassier Division.

The two cuirassier brigades were combined into one division, with a total of 10,000 cavalry, under the command of Li Sheng, the commander of the original cuirassier brigade.

Soon.

Li Shengcheng dismounted, walked quickly in front of Emperor Zhu, and after greeting the emperor and empress, he said: "The Russian crown prince and his entourage have arrived twenty miles away and are about to arrive!" ”

Emperor Zhu nodded when he heard this.

"Command the ministries, put on a good posture, and let this Russian crown prince see my great military might!"

After retreating to Irkutsk, the Crown Prince of the Russian Empire, Petrovich, began to seek contact with the Ming Empire.

He was well aware that the military might of the Russian Empire would not allow them to keep the lands of the Far East.

And what will happen to the defeated crown prince when he returns to Moscow, Petrovich is also quite clear.

For the sake of the Russian Empire and its own future.

Petrovich is out of the way.

At this time, he was riding south with General Lepnin, Lieutenant General Mikhail, and a dozen officers and colonels to Kulen.

Escorted by hundreds of Ming cuirassiers, he headed all the way south.

Lepnin observes the Ming cuirassiers on fine horses.

It is different from the Western Capital Division of the Great Ming Expedition, which fought against them before.

These Ming cuirassiers were not just better in equipment.

The key is in temperament. These cuirassiers exude an uncomfortable aura at all times.

The signal conveyed by this breath is: Lao Tzu is the most powerful in the world, and you people are all defeated by Lao Tzu's subordinates.

This feeling made Lepnin extremely unhappy.

But he was not right to deny the elite of these hundreds of cuirassiers.

They wore steel helmets on their heads, a piece of forged steel armor on their chests, and their horses were tall and muscular, more suitable for charging than the Don hippos ridden by the Cossacks.

They were armed with mounted rifles, grenades around their waists, and pistols - the kind of revolvers that make the scalp of the Russian army tingle and can fire six bullets in one shot in close combat!

Just these ordnance, war horses.

And how well the training is.

To maintain such an army.

Hollowing out the Russian Empire's family funds, I am afraid that it can only raise 10,000 horsemen - this is the most extreme situation, generally speaking, this kind of expensive cavalry will raise one or two thousand at most, which is used to deter the enemy.

Maybe the Chinese think the same way, right?

They want to use this unbelievably elite cavalry to intimidate the Russians.

Just when Liu Puning was thinking so.

Only the inhalation of Crown Prince Petrovich beside him was heard.

The surrounding Russian generals and colonels also exclaimed.

Everyone raised their heads one after another, only to see a bright patch in front of them.

Lepnin's scalp is numb!

All!

All of them are steel-armored cavalry!

That's in the tens of thousands!

My God.

Is this the return of the Mongol Empire?

(End of chapter)