'Life is not rotten, happiness is half less. ’

'What does it mean to be rotten?' Is it really fun to swing rotten? ’

All the princes of heaven looked at the newly written line of words on this rice paper, and such an inexplicable thought rose in their hearts.

"Brother, what is rotten?"

Lao Zhu couldn't stand this confusion and asked first.

If he is really happy, he Lao Zhu also wants to put it on a show.

Ji Boying put down the pen in his hand, his brows furrowed slightly, he suddenly forgot that Lao Zhu, a group of big tomorrows, couldn't understand the meaning of the term rotten at all.

glanced at the heavens on the seat, and finally his eyes fell on Zhu Zaikun, the emperor of Longqing.

If it is a serious argument, the only one who can break his wrist with Wanli is probably his father Zhu Zaikun.

After all, even if it's Zhu Qizhen, it's nonsense, not a mess.

As for Jiajing Immortal and Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, although these two are not in the court, there is nothing less about the things that should be taken care of by the Son of Heaven, and naturally they are not bad.

Zhu Zaikun's back instantly cooled: What does the immortal master think of me?!

"Don't worry, when the lecture is over, you will naturally understand this word."

In a short sentence, Lao Zhu's question was temporarily perfunctory.

Some words, the literal meaning is not easy to understand, but it is simple to express it in cases.

Lao Zhu nodded.

Then, after a pause, he continued to ask again.

"Brother, is this Wanli ZTE real or fake?"

Lao Zhu has obviously been played bad by Ji Boying.

First there was Zhu Qizhen, the god of war of the Ming Dynasty, and then there was Zhu Youzhi Zhongxing, and now there is Zhu Yijun's Wanli Zhongxing, he really feels that he is about to be played bad by the immortal master.

"Father, since the immortal masters have already written that the three major expeditions of Wanli are the glory of my Ming Dynasty, then this Wanli Zhongxing must be true."

Old Zhu Di took a deep breath, looked at the five words 'Wanli Three Great Marches' on the rice paper, and spoke.

For this good fighting son, the glory of the national war is the first.

In his eyes, there was a bit of anticipation at this moment.

Not only Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di, but also Emperor Hong Xi and Emperor Xuande, the two of them also discovered a strange problem.

Since Emperor Xuande, his old Zhu family seems to be cursed, and the future emperors, Zhu Qizhen, Zhu Jianshen, Zhu Youji, Zhu Houzhao, Zhu Houxi, Zhu Zaikun, one is counted as one, regardless of whether the merit is good or bad, there are few normal.

"Father, when the immortal master is lecturing, it is best not to interrupt frequently, and when the immortal master finishes speaking, you and I will naturally understand."

Ah Biao frowned slightly at the moment and glanced at his father.

Lao Zhu was also stunned, and then smiled a little embarrassedly.

"We're just a little anxious."

"Biao'er is right, listen to my brother."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu, and in response to the question of whether Wanli Zhongxing was true or false, Ji Boying did not reply positively, but continued to preach.

"Wanli Dynasty, a total of forty-eight years."

"There were five expeditions during this period."

'Five signs? ’

Everyone was stunned when they heard it, subconsciously wiped their eyes, and looked at the words written on the rice paper again, making sure that they didn't look at the flowers.

"The first expedition, the southern expedition to the east."

"Where Taungoo is, that is, Burma."

"This war started because of the Donghu invasion of Yunnan in the Ming Dynasty, after more than 20 years, the final result, the Ming Dynasty recognized the legitimacy of the Donghu Dynasty to occupy Mengyang, Mubang, and Xingwei."

'Defeated?! ’

Lao Zhu's eyelids jumped, how could our Da Ming compromise with this small Burmese country! Even cut the ground!

He looked angry and just wanted to have a seizure.

"Father, Mengyang, Mubang, and Xingwei are actually the land of Tusi, strictly speaking, they are not my Ming territory."

Ah Biao reminded loudly.

Lao Zhu suppressed the anger in his heart, but he was still angry in his heart, even if it was not a land cut, losing to such a small country would be a loss of face.

Zhu Laosi, Lao Zhu Di and other heavenly sons couldn't help frowning.

"The second march, the Ningxia rebellion."

"In the twentieth year of Wanli, Ningxia Weidu commanded the envoy to worship the border, transferred Li Rusong as the general soldier of Ningxia, after May, Li Rusong broke through the city of Ningxia and surrounded the family, and the whole family committed suicide, and the rebellion was quelled."

Hearing this, Lao Zhu felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and at this time, Da Ming could still have such a rapid counterinsurgency force, which showed that the armament was not bad.

Lao Zhu didn't think wrong about this, he was used to the rotten Wanli, except for the last few years, he never messed up in the military, and the most important reason why the three major campaigns were able to win a big victory was that the military salaries were paid in full.

Of course, most of this distribution is spent from the inner treasury, and if you want to be greedy for his military salary from Zhu Yijun, there is no door.

"The Third Campaign, the Battle of Korea."

"Since the beginning of Wanli 20 years, the end of the civil strife of the Japanese and the unification of the Japanese islands of Toyotomi Hideyoshi, before and after two times sent nearly 300,000 troops, divided into nine ways to capture Korea, the Ming Dynasty as the suzerainty sent troops to aid the DPRK, and finally won a great victory at the cost of 50,000 casualties and 100,000 Japanese soldiers, maintaining the national prestige of the Ming Dynasty in East Asia, and reintegrating the political and military forces of East Asian countries."

"Good!"

Lao Zhu's face was just filled with joy, and the raised hand had not had time to pat on the armrest of the Taishi chair.

Zhu Zaikun's word 'good' was already shouted loudly.

At the moment, this thing looks more excited than anyone else.

It's like the kind of parent who goes to school to hold a parent-teacher conference for his son who is a top student, and his face is full of 'everything is good for my education'.

Ji Boying glanced at the excited Zhu Zaikun, he actually had a sentence before he finished speaking.

Although the Korean War was a great victory, the elite of Liaozhen suffered great damage on the Korean battlefield and lost the power to contain Nurhachi in the short term. ’

"The Fourth Expedition, the Banshu Rebellion."

"Banzhou Tusi Yang Yinglong launched a rebellion, Wanli with Li Hualong as the commander, the governor of Sichuan, Huguang, Guizhou Province military affairs, encircled and suppressed Yang Yinglong, and finally Yang Yinglong was defeated and died, and the rebellion was quelled."

Speaking of which.

Ji Boying did not continue, but stopped and sat down in the central Taishi chair.

Xiyu presented a cup of tea at the right time.

Take the tea and drink it lightly.

The current classroom atmosphere, with the three major victories of the Ming Dynasty all finished, is obviously very relaxed.

So much so that everyone thought that this Ming-Burma dispute must be an accident.

"It seems that this Zhu Yijun is not bad, he has the demeanor of my Zhu family's descendants."

Lao Zhu smiled and praised him.

"This is all the credit of my father, if there is no blood of my father, how can my Zhu family royal family have such descendants."

Lao Zhu Di smiled, although Lao Zhu Di was more than ten years older than Lao Zhu in age, it did not hinder the sycophants at all.

"I think that Zhu Yijun can win these three games, all because of the shadow of his father."

In the matter of patting his father's sycophant, Jianwen Zhu Laosi is not far behind.

"Ah, yes, yes."

Xiao Zhu Si hurriedly followed.

"It seems that this Zhu Yijun is my Ming God of War!"

I don't know who came to say this, the blackened Zhu Qizhen, who was sitting in the position, couldn't help frowning, and glanced at Zhu Jianshen, who was speaking in the crowd, and Zhu Jianshen suddenly felt a chill in his back.

Blackened Zhu Qizhen's brilliant achievements, he naturally heard about it during the recess, and he was still able to chase people with machetes when his whole body was broken.

As for the others, they all watched the pat of their ancestors and did not dare to participate.

Jiajing Immortal gave Longqing Zhu Zaikun a look of praise that was barely praised, to the effect that he said: You kid, you have a good shooting practice.

Zhu Zaikun smiled and replied to his father with a meaningful look.

The gist is: Dad, your marksmanship is also very good, otherwise how could you give birth to me, a sharpshooter?

Only Ah Biao, while taking notes, silently waited for the immortal master's next words.

But he still knew that the five signs only talked about the four signs, and the last fifth sign was not said, according to the practice of the immortal master's lectures, this last sign was the most important.

"Fifth sign."

Ji Boying handed out the teacup he had drunk in his hand, and Xiyu respectfully took it.

Then, get up.

The moment his words came out, the Prince of Heaven present all stopped talking with little excitement, and all looked at Ji Boying with relaxed eyes.

In their opinion, this fifth expedition must be a greater victory, and the name of the Ming God of War will be determined in one fell swoop.

"In the forty-fourth year of Wanli, in the first month, Nurhachi, the Jurchen of Jianzhou, founded the country and called Khan, called 'the wise Khan of the covering countries', the country name Dajin, the year name Mandate of Heaven, and the capital of Hetuala."

Moment.

Lao Zhu, the three Zhu Di, and a large number of princes of heaven, their eyes all burst out with murderous intentions.

Damn Jurchen braids, they even dare to build a country in the realm of my Ming Dynasty and call it Khan! It's the other way around!

"Hmph, just a savage, dare to build a country."

Lao Zhu snorted coldly.

Suddenly stunned.

Savages? Jurchen?!

Then his face changed suddenly, and he thought of the group of alien braids who entered the Central Plains in later generations, and thought of the Qing Kingdom raised by the son of a bitch.

"Brother, this big gold established by Nurhachi is the group of braids who will enter the Central Plains in the future?!"

As soon as Lao Zhu's words came out, everyone's breath was instantly breathless.

The Braided Dynasty replaced the Ming Dynasty as the next non-Han clan in the Central Plains.

Only Jiajing and Longqing listened with a confused face, what the hell? Braids into the Central Plains?!

The two of them obviously didn't know about it yet.

Ji Boying did not answer Lao Zhu's question head-on, but continued.

"At first, the Ming court did not care about Nurhachi, who was the Khan of Liaodong, and Nurhachi took advantage of the continuous party strife in the Ming court to expand the army and send spies to buy the Ming generals."

"Until."

In the forty-sixth year of Wanli, in April, Nurhachi swore against the Ming Dynasty with the "Seven Hatreds" and sent troops to capture the forts east of Fushun City. ”

"In the forty-seventh year of Wanli, in the first month, Nurhachi suddenly led a large army to attack the Haixi Jurchen Yehe Department attached to the Ming Dynasty, and won a great victory, and in February, Wanli ordered Yang Hao to pass through Liaodong with the right attendant of the military department, and gathered more than 100,000 elites across the country, plus the Yehe Department and the Korean army, known as 470,000 to launch an attack on Liaodong."

"The soldiers of Houjin, about 60,000 at this time."

"The Ming army was divided into four routes to encircle and suppress Nurhachi, and on March 1, the Western Route Army first encountered the Jin army in Salxu, and under the advance of Juniper, the whole army was annihilated, and the general soldier of the Western Route Juniper was killed."

"Early the next morning."

"The Northern Route Army was defeated."

"On the second day, March 4, the Eastern Route Army was defeated."

"Yang Hao sat in Shenyang, controlled a mobile force, and did not make any response to the three-way Ming army. It was not until after the defeat of the Juniper and Marin armies that on the fifth day of the first month of March, they hurriedly ordered the Southern Route Army led by Li Rubai to return to the division. ”

"On the 5th, the Southern Route Army received Yang Hao's urgent order and hurriedly retreated, stampeding thousands of casualties."

"As for the North Korean army, the whole army surrendered to Houjin."

"The whole battle of Salsh ended with the loss of more than 1,000 people by the Jin army, more than 300 civil and military generals of the Ming army, nearly 50,000 deaths of sergeants, more than 20,000 firearms, and more than 30,000 horses, mules, and camels lost in battle.

"After this battle, Liaoyang, Shenyang, Guangning and other important towns were lost one after another, and the Ming Dynasty retreated to Liaoxi, completely falling into passivity, and the Ming Dynasty and the Later Jin, the attack and defense were out of place."

The words fell, and the birds were silent.

This is really, how hard you earned in the front, and how badly you lost the last stud.

A battle of Salhu, it was like losing all the bottoms.

Lao Zhu, Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Laosi, as well as Zhu Houzhao, who is proficient in the art of war, all frowned when they listened, and several of them were well versed in the way of the battlefield, and knew that under the simple description just now, they had extremely deep command skills.

One army broke four routes, and the casualties were so low, which is by no means something that ordinary generals can do.

Being able to break the 200,000 army with 60,000 troops, and with an absolute total victory, shows that this Nurhachi's ability to command troops is extremely strong.

Similarly, it also shows how useless Yang Hao, the commander of the Ming army in this battle, was, and how serious the morale and other combat problems of the Ming army were.

'Nurhachi. ’

Lao Zhu silently recited in his heart, and he kept this name in his heart that he had never heard before today.

The old Zhu Di in the seat also rubbed his eyebrows, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

'It's a great shame that I, the Ming Dynasty, would be defeated in the hands of such a group of Jurchen savages who drank blood! ’

'Nurhachi, if I can fight with you in this life, I will let you know what kind of demeanor the Great Son of Heaven is on the battlefield! ’

"This is the Five Great Expeditions of Wanli."

Ji Boying swept past these silent princes of heaven.

"Five major campaigns, this is a military battle."

"Next, let's take a look at the internal affairs of Zhu Yijun's Wanli Dynasty."

Speaking of this, Lao Zhu recovered from the battle of Salhu just now and took a deep breath.

Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and there are many factors that affect victory or defeat, which is no wonder that Zhu Yijun is a kid, presumably there must be a place for brilliance in internal affairs. ’

Lao Zhu thinks so, Lao Zhu Di thinks so, and other great tomorrows think so.

In their view, if the country has a long monarch in the court, then the country must be thriving and operating in an orderly manner.

"Fifteen years before Wanli, Zhang Ju was in charge of the dynasty, and he did have the image of Zhongxing."

"And fifteen years later."

Ji Boying turned around, picked up the bucket pen, and was about to write a few words on the rice paper.

And at this moment, Lao Zhu's question suddenly sounded.

"Brother, when is the current Wanli Dynasty?"

As soon as he said that, everyone else also cared.

Ji Boying paused slightly, and the corner of his eyes swept over these great princes of heaven.

"The forty-sixth year of Wanli, at the end of the year."

When the words fell, Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di and several others had a flash of war in their eyes, and they all remembered very well that the battle of Salhu began in the first month of the forty-seventh year of Wanli.

"Nurhachi, son of a bitch!"

Lao Zhu patted the armrest of the Taishi chair and stood up suddenly.

"Brother, let's go to this Wanli Dynasty, and the royal driver will destroy this braid!"

Lao Zhu Di and Zhu Lao Si also stood up one after another.

"I'm going too!"

"And me!"

At the same time, Zhu Houzhao and Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen stood up.

Especially Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen, his eyes flashed with anger, after all, he was the only one who had given a slaughter order to the Jianzhou Jurchens: smash its nest and eliminate its species.

"Destroy this son of a bitch! Dig up Nurhachi's ancestral grave! Destroy the Jurchen clan! ”

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PS: Nurhachi: It's not fair to hit me so much!

PS: Update on time! Ask for all kinds of tickets!!

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