'Imperial Privilege?!' ’

These four words instantly fell into the ears of Lao Zhu and other princes of heaven, and they all frowned.

Because, the so-called imperial power represents their group of heavenly sons.

The local clan is the emperor of the soil in the locality, and in the eyes of the people, it is equivalent to the Son of Heaven raging on the small people.

Especially Lao Zhu.

The reason why he strictly stipulated that 'county officials should not go to the countryside' and set this article as the ancestral system was originally intended to protect the people from being exploited by officials, but he did not expect that it would be counterproductive now.

Not only did it not reduce the exploitation of the common people, but it gave birth to the largest group of officials in history.

"Brother, now that we know that the core of the problem is the local clan, how should this local clan be rectified?"

Lao Zhu said this.

The other princes of heaven, even Lao Zhu Di, Zhu Laosi and others, all had a look of difficulty in their eyes.

There is no other reason.

It's too hard.

In fact, the policy of suppressing the powerful implemented by various dynasties and generations has almost the meaning of suppressing local clans, but most of the heroes and powers here are aimed at big tigers such as big families and big families in big cities.

Even if there is a certain amount of suppression on some township clans, it is still a symptom but not a cure.

Such as Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty and Wu Cong of the Tang Dynasty.

They have all taken iron-fisted measures against Haoqiang, but they are only a momentary speed, and the spring breeze blows again.

From ancient times to the present, since matriarchal societies.

This land is patriarchy, patriarchy, and clan system, and these systems that maintain the operation of society have been deeply rooted in the hearts of the people and engraved into the blood of the descendants of Yan and Huang.

If something happens to the small people in the township, the first thing that comes to mind is not the official, but the clan.

After all, the official has to go to the city first, and the rural people in some places have never entered the city in their lives, and it is estimated that they don't know how to go to the city.

Even in some places, clan rules can override national laws.

A very simple example.

According to the law of the Ming Dynasty, in the Ming Dynasty, there are many people who are qualified to sentence criminals to death, even if it is a small county order, it can give people the death penalty, but the judgment is a sentence, and whether the death penalty takes effect in the end is only the final decision of the Great Tomorrow, if there is no approval from the Son of Heaven, the death penalty cannot be executed.

That is, the law stipulates that only one person has the power to determine the death penalty.

encountered lazy emperors, such as Lao Wanli, and those who were sentenced to death died in prison.

Of course.

This death penalty is on the bright side.

The kind of people who spend months in prison and then hang up for some reason doesn't count.

In fact, every year, the lives of people who are inexplicably hung up in prison are several times or even more than ten times that of the people who are being executed.

However, this kind of at least secretly rubbing people to death, dare not show it to the surface.

But in the local township, the clan rules can kill you directly, and the person who enforces the clan rules is still an exoneration operation, and the government can only watch from the sidelines.

This is tantamount to power independent of the imperial power.

For example, dipping pig cages.

The woman who came out of the wall with red apricots was arrested and sent to the ancestral hall for trial, and was finally sentenced to the punishment of immersing the pig cage by the clan elders.

The general process is as follows: the woman is put into a pig pen, tied with a rope at the opening, hung up, and put into the river to be drowned, and the misdemeanor has her head exposed to the water and soaked for a certain time; A felony can be drowned to death.

Without the interrogation of the government and the approval of the Son of Heaven, a life was lost.

Although from a certain point of view, the large-scale implementation of clan autonomy in the township can indeed greatly release the energy of the administrators, so that the empire has a lot less trivial troubles.

But too much autonomy also means more instability.

And from the perspective of Legalism governing the country according to law, using lynching to cut off people's lives is simply contempt for the law of the country.

"Immortal Master."

"Local clans, there are more than thousands of people, and such clans, how can there be thousands of people in the world, how to disintegrate?"

"What if it causes a large-scale civil uprising?"

Old Zhu Di also said in a condensed voice, frowning.

The word "civil change" is in my ears.

These princes of heaven all looked a little ugly, and now that they think about it carefully, they can't help but be afraid.

Truly.

These local township clans, when the country is rich and powerful, can reduce the burden on the imperial court, especially at the beginning of the founding of the country, so that the chaos can quickly subside, so that the empire can quickly enter a stable operation.

But in the years of national recession, especially when the empire is on the verge of collapse, it is likely to be the last goose feather that overwhelms the empire.

Mass uprisings and rebellions often begin to occur within clans with the same surname in the same place, and emotions are extremely easy to incite.

Just imagine, your third uncle on your left, your second uncle on your right, your eldest uncle in front, and a group of nephews with kitchen knives in the back.

Everyone is a relative of the same village, and thinking about what a bloody pleasure it is to kill the dog officer with a hoe on their shoulders.

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di, and then swept his gaze over these princes of heaven.

Regarding this Lao Zhu and Lao Zhu Di's question, he did not give an answer immediately, but picked up the bucket pen on the pen holder and wrote another question on this rice paper.

"How to Properly Handle Local Clans"

"A quarter of an hour break."

"At the end of the break, each group answered this question."

Anyway.

Ji Boying turned around and walked down the podium and walked up the mahogany staircase to the attic room.

Actively mobilizing students' subjective initiative in the classroom and exercising their independent thinking ability is also one of the core purposes of the class.

It is better to teach a man to fish than to give him a fish.

As Ji Boying went upstairs and left, the entire main hall suddenly entered a heated discussion session.

Half of them are seriously discussing the topic, and the other half are doing their own things, such as the Jiajing Immortal at this moment, who is cross-legged on this chair with a posture of concentration.

In the back seat of the Jiajing Immortal, the young man Zhu Houxi looked at it with envy.

"As an adult, I have reached the realm of concentration in the downtown area, which is really admirable!"

As usual.

After Ji Boying went upstairs.

Lao Zhu, Ah Biao, and the three Zhu Di all followed upstairs in the last step, originally Xiao Zhu Si didn't want to go upstairs, Ah Biao patted him on the shoulder, signaling that he didn't have to mind.

When the five of them followed up the stairs together, the Hongji group on the seat.

Hongzhi Emperor Zhu Youzhu and the young Zhu Houzhao, father and son, glanced at each other, and then they all got up and quickly went upstairs.

At this time.

Penthouse Private Room.

The seats are still according to the old rules.

Ji Boying sat on the table by the window, Lao Zhu sat opposite him, Ah Biao and the three Zhu Di moved chairs and sat on the side, although it was a little crowded, but they were used to squeezing.

In the hands of Ji Boying and Lao Zhu, each had a cigarette burning.

Xiao Zhu Si was fashionably holding his half-cut cigar, which was already slightly moldy, and Zhu Laosi was naturally unwilling, so he also put his cigar on the table.

Only Lao Zhu Di and Ah Biao have nothing in their hands.

Old Zhu Di is too old, Ji Boying refuses to give it to him, and Ah Biao needs to be healthy.

In order not to embarrass the two, in front of the two of them, there are a bunch of pistachios.

"Brother, what's the current situation in Taichang Liaodong?"

Lao Zhu asked with a smile.

He knew that Ji Boying was able to speed up time in space-time.

The voice fell.

Ah Biao and the three Zhu Di hurriedly looked at Ji Boying, the cigar was no longer smoking, and the pistachios were no longer smoking, it was more interesting to fight.

"I just have a quarter of an hour between classes, so let's go to Taichang to have a look."

Ji Boying dusted off the ashes in his hand.

Swish.

In an instant, the room was empty.

At the same time, there was a knock on the door outside the private room.

At the door of the private room, Emperor Hongzhi Zhu Youzhu and the young man Zhu Houzhao, no matter how they knocked on the door, no one paid attention to them, and their faces were suddenly lost to the bottom.

"It must be that my dynasty is too bad, and the immortal master has given up on us."

Zhu Youzhu let out a long sigh, with hopelessness in his eyes.

Unlike Emperor Zhu Jianshen of Chenghua and Zhu Houzhao of Wuzong, the time of Hongzhi time and space can only be described by the word 'torment'.

"Don't give up, the immortal master will have a good plan to save me Hongji!"

The young man Zhu Houzhao took a deep breath.

Poof.

Kneel directly at the door of this private room.

Then, he actually began to endorse, and he memorized the "Biography".

………………………………

Taichang time and space, Liaoyang, Liaodong.

The sound of killing and artillery fire resounded through the battlefield.

Nurhachi's Eight Banners of the Jin Army were launching a fierce attack on the east gate of Liaoyang, round after round, without stopping.

However.

No matter how the Jin army attacked, the city defense of Liaoyang City was as shaking, and the routines of defending the city were one after another, and the Jin army besieging the city was stunned.

After a commotion, not only did the Jin army not make half a point of progress in attacking the city, but in this short period of time, it had already lost thousands of soldiers.

The land of the Eight Banners.

Nurhachi glanced at the battlefield with a gloomy look in his eyes.

In this battle, he led the Eight Banners to the best of Salhu, the soldiers passed, invincible, and the final strategic goal was to take Liaoyang and completely expand their absolute advantage in Liaodong.

As long as Liaoyang is taken, he will no longer be afraid of the Ming army attacking.

"Father Khan, this is not like Yuan Yingtai's style of play."

By Nurhachi's side, Big Beledaishan said in a condensed voice.

"Hmm."

The old slave nodded.

He is familiar with all the people in charge of the Ming Army, all the generals above the general level in the Ming Army, and the tactics of these people.

"Four Baylors."

The old slave shouted out in one word.

And didn't get any response.

"Four Baylor?"

The old slave frowned, and shouted again, but still did not get any response.

Subconsciously, Nurha turned his head to look.

I saw that on a white horse, the Four Belle Emperor Taiji was holding his head tightly, with a stunned expression, and he had not come back to his senses yet.

He's thinking about a question, what about the braids?!

This scene is a bit frightening.

And at the same time.

The east gate of Liaoyang City is above the battle tower.

Zhu Wenzheng stood here, calmly looking at the entire battlefield, with a proud look on his face as if he was saying a word, everything was under control.

As for Geng Bingwen and Yongle Da Fat and Jianwen Da Fat, they are distributed in the other three gates.

This Liaoyang City is a square city, just one on one side, and one person guards the other.

Swish.

A thunderclap arose, accompanied by a strong wind howling on this battlefield, but the appearance of this thunder and wind did not attract much attention, after all, this will kill the besieger, and the defender of the city is also boiling blood.

"Wenzheng, how is the battle going?"

Lao Zhu's voice suddenly came into Zhu Wenzheng's ears.

Zhu Wenzheng, who was scanning the battlefield and preparing to change his law-abiding attitude again, was suddenly stunned, and hurriedly turned around, and when he saw the six old Zhu, he hurriedly bowed and saluted.

"Uncle put 10,000 hearts in his stomach."

"With my nephew here, they won't be able to enter the city next year!"

Zhu Wenzheng grinned and continued.

"Moreover, this group of Jiannu is not good at attacking the city, and their siege equipment is also insufficient, which is far worse than Chen Youliang's 600,000 army back then, as long as our army closes the city gate tightly, with the current grain in the city, it will be no problem for a year."

After speaking, Zhu Wenzheng hurriedly stepped aside and gave up the main position to Lao Zhu.

And Lao Zhu turned sideways and gave up his position to Ji Boying.

Zhu Wenzheng, who retreated to the side, looked at the immortal master curiously.

From the mouths of the two big fats, he probably understood what was going on, and he also knew why he was able to come back from the dead.

'What is the bite in the mouth of the immortal master and uncle?' ’

'Why is this thing still smoking?' ’

Ji Boying looked ahead, his eyes swept over the Eight Banners who were attacking the city under the city, under Zhu Wenzheng's defense, these Eight Banners soldiers couldn't even set up a ladder.

Moreover, Zhu Wenzheng's judgment of the Eight Banners was not wrong.

Nurhachi's Eight Banners are good at field warfare, and many battles in which the Jin Army defeated the Ming Army are all field duels.

In fact, looking back at the battle of Liaoyang in the original history.

The reason why Liaoyang City was breached so quickly was because of Yuan Yingtai's initiative.

After Yuan Yingtai was defeated two times in a row, when the Jin army was under the city of Liaoyang, he still put all his troops out of the city and lined up in the field.

Of course.

In terms of courage, Yuan Yingtai, as a generation of civil servants, is really courageous.

But strategically speaking, O points.

It was precisely because of Yuan Yingtai's strategic mistake that Liaoyang, the first fortified city in eastern Liaodong, was captured by Nurhachi in three days in the original history.

In fact, even if it is an old slave who has now produced several god costumes, the group of Eight Banners under his command still does not have a strong siege ability.

Moreover, the number of soldiers of the Eight Banners is not large, and there are less than 100,000 people outside the city, and most of the firearms used to attack the city are also collected from Shenyang City.

The current development level of the old slave is really a little worse than Chen Youliang, who has already produced the six god costumes back then.

"Brother, these Jiannu will definitely not be able to capture Liaoyang, as far as we are concerned, as long as we wait for the gathering of troops in Guangning, we can launch a counteroffensive."

Lao Zhu said calmly.

This Liaodong war situation seems to be very decadent.

But in Lao Zhu's eyes, this situation is all drizzle, Lao Tzu could fight the world with a bowl back then, and he was not cowardly when he was attacked by the upstream and downstream of a million army, what kind of thing is this.

"Well, that's what my father said."

"The only thing our army has to do now is to drag Jiannu's forces in Liaoyang, and we must not let them return to the army."

Old Zhu Di also said.

Zhu Laosi touched his chin, and after a moment of silence, he continued to speak.

"These Jiannu have always spared their troops, and if they don't attack Liaoyang for a long time, they may have two choices."

As soon as the words fell.

Xiao Zhu Si immediately answered.

Although he does not have as much actual combat experience as Zhu Laosi and Zhu Di, he seems to be born with his own strategy in terms of strategy.

"Jiannu's first choice, withdraw the troops."

"The second option is to bypass Liaoyang, go straight to Shanhaiguan, and lead the defenders of Liaoyang City to take the initiative to intercept."

This is also easy to understand.

Shanhaiguan is the gateway of Beijing, and after Shanhaiguan, there is no danger to defend Shuntian.

If the Jin army is allowed to attack Shanhaiguan, and Liaoyang does not send troops to intercept it, the spittle of the officials in the central government can drown the war command in Liaodong.

In the original history, Yuan Yingtai was overshadowed by Nurhachi's trick and tens of thousands of soldiers and horses.

"Wenzheng."

Lao Zhu frowned slightly.

"You remember to us, when defending the city, you should give a little concession to this Jiannu, don't defend it too much, and break the confidence of this Jiannu to continue to attack the city."

"I want to give these Jiannu some sweetness, and I want to give them some hope."

Ji Boying glanced at Lao Zhu.

Oh, and that's pie in the air.

Lao Zhu is still very good at painting cakes, not only for his own employees, but also for competitors.

He could already imagine that soon, a round five-spiced cake would appear in the sky above Liaoyang City, and the attractive aroma inspired the old slave to work hard, every time he felt that he was about to bite into it.

One sip down, it's all air.

"Uncle, don't worry, I understand."

Zhu Wenzheng grinned.

"Hmm."

Lao Zhu nodded, and then looked at Ji Boying again.

"Brother, the next step is to wait for the troops to gather in Guangning."

At this moment, the elite of Taichang time and space, under a holy decree of Emperor Taichang, are rapidly assembling in Guangning.

Different from the previous Wanli time and space, this time the troops of Taichang time and space were gathered, and the troops required to gather were not much, and there were only more than 30,000 people.

Among them, 10,000 are the elite of the Beijing camp, and the Beijing camp in these years is basically a total waste, with hundreds of thousands of people registered, more than 100,000 military attaches alone, and the rest are either empty or empty, and in fact, those who can really fight are counted as 10,000 or 20,000.

Especially in the last years of Chongzhen, Jingying was not even a waste.

Among the more than 30,000 people, excluding the more than 10,000 drawn from Beijing, the remaining more than 20,000 were the elites urgently transferred from Jizhou Town, Xuanfu Town, and Datong Town, which were closest to Liaodong Town.

After all, what is needed in this battle is speed, and it is impossible to have a few months to raise and transfer troops, nor can there be so much time to transport grain and grass, at most ten days and a half months, these soldiers and horses will be in place.

"Hmm."

Ji Boying nodded slightly.

Then, it seemed that something came to mind.

"You received all the heads that were sent."

Ji Boying looked at Zhu Wenzheng, Zhu Wenzheng was stunned, and nodded hurriedly, these heads are the heads of the Jiannu nobles in Wanli Time and Space.

"Well, every other hour, send one to Nurhachi."

Fighting a war is a mentality.

After saying that, Ji Boying raised his hand and conjured a cigarette and stuffed it into the corner of Zhu Wenzheng's mouth with his own hand.

Just when Zhu Wenzheng was stunned.

Draw and light a cigarette with a match.

gave Zhu's nephew a set of the highest etiquette in the rivers and lakes.

Ji Boying had already seen Zhu Wenzheng staring at his cigarettes, so he simply fulfilled one of his dreams and lit a cigarette to motivate him.

"Good job."

patted Zhu Wenzheng's shoulder.

Then.

Ji Boying took Lao Zhu and others and disappeared above the Liaoyang City Tower.

………………………………

Hongwu time and space, drunken immortal building.

When Ji Boying took Lao Zhu and the others back to the pavilion top private room.

The quarter of an hour of recess is almost over, and it's time to get back on with the lessons.

As for the choice of generals in Guangning City in Taichang Time and Space, wait until the more than 30,000 soldiers and horses gather in Guangning, and then choose.

Of course, Chang Yuchun, Wang Yangming, and Li Rusong, these old friends are naturally indispensable.

"Let's go, let's go to class."

Ji Boying extinguished the cigarette in his hand and got up.

As soon as I pushed open the door of the private room, I saw Hongji's father and son kneeling on the ground neatly, still grinding and chirping on their backs.

"What are you two doing?"

Lao Zhu frowned and scolded sharply.

Instantly.

Zhu Youzhu and the young Zhu Houzhao both reacted, and hurriedly raised their heads, and when they saw the immortal master, their eyes were suddenly overjoyed, their eyes were red, and they just wanted to open their mouths to speak.

"Needless to say, I know it all."

Ji Boying interrupted the young Zhu Houzhao's words.

The national Zuo of Hongzhi time and space was at the bottom in the middle of the Ming Dynasty, which Ji Boying already knew.

As for what exactly went wrong with Hongzhi time and space in this small year, I will analyze it again after the middle of the Ming Dynasty is announced in class.

Things have to come one by one, and if they are too mixed, they are easy to mess up.

"Classes first."

patted the shoulder of the young Zhu Houzhao, Ji Boying turned around and went downstairs, Lao Zhu followed behind, Emperor Hongzhi and the young Zhu Houzhao were stunned, and they also quickly got up and followed.

And at this moment, the main hall between classes is still hotly discussed.

For example, in one of them, the Jiajing Immortal, who had already entered the finale, and the young Zhu Houxi, who was in Zhengde Time and Space, were discussing enthusiastically, and it was very rare that they did not discuss cultivation, but they were discussing class topics.

"Senior Jindan, what is your answer?"

Because the Jiajing Immortal has reached the Jindan period, the young Zhu Houxi's name for the Jiajing Immortal is the predecessor of Jindan.

The young man Zhu Houyu smiled, and the Jiajing Immortal raised his head proudly, pushed the draft in his hand in front of the young Zhu Houxi, and showed the above answer to the young Zhu Houyi.

After all, it's all yourself, can you still defend yourself?

Between yourself and yourself, you have to have a minimum of trust!

I saw a sentence written on the rice paper of the Jiajing Immortals: To break the local clan, the court must first assume the responsibility to the people.

"Makes sense!"

The young man Zhu Houxi's eyes lit up and he praised loudly.

Jiajing Immortal stroked his beard with a smile, he was extremely satisfied with his answer.

"The immortal master is here, the immortal master is here."

At that moment, a voice rang out.

Jiajing Immortal and the young Zhu Houyu both subconsciously looked up, and when they saw the immortal master and the ancestors walking down the mahogany stairs, the young Zhu Houyu quickly returned to his seat.

The noisy main hall gradually calmed down as the immortal master went downstairs.

Everyone's eyes fell on Ji Boying's body, and they all sat upright, each with confidence in the answer in their eyes.

Ah Biao and the three Zhu Di are all returning quickly.

Ji Boying and Lao Zhu walked up to the podium together, Lao Zhu sat on the Taishi chair on the side of the podium, Ji Boying did not sit down, but stood in the center of the podium, his eyes swept over the Prince of Heaven present.

"How's your answer ready?"

In a word.

Martial Sect Zhu Houzhao in the seat was the first to stand up, his face full of confidence.

"Immortal Master, can I throw bricks and lead the jade, answer first."

Everyone was stunned when they heard this, but they didn't expect this kid to answer questions so actively today.

Jiajing Immortal smiled, looked down at the answer he had written on the rice paper in advance, and then looked up at Zhu Houzhao again, with a trace of disdain and contempt in his eyes.

This answer, but when he was in meditation just now, he reached the sky and asked the heavens.

Among these incumbent great geniuses, only Wuzong Zhu Houzhao and Jiajing Immortal, both of whom belong to the same generation.

Since they are equals, no matter what is mentioned, they will subconsciously compare the two of them, and naturally there will be competition between the two of them, after all, whoever is recognized by the ancestors means who is more authentic.

"Hmm."

Ji Boying nodded, signaling that Wu Zong could answer.

He was also a little surprised, although Wuzong Zhu Houzhao has always been more active, but he was active under the class, and he was not very active when answering questions in class.

Instantly.

Lao Zhu, A Biao, the three Zhu Di, Emperor Hongxi, Emperor Xuande, as well as Emperor Jingtai and Emperor Tianshun, including Jiajing Immortal and Wuzong's common grandfather Chenghua Emperor Zhu Jianshen.

Everyone's eyes fell on Wuzong Zhu Houzhao at this moment.

Wu Zong took a deep breath and said loudly.

"To break the local clans, the imperial court must first assume its responsibility to the people."

The voice fell.

Ji Boying's eyes lit up.

Good guy, he really didn't expect that this kid would have such an awareness, it seems that these lessons were not in vain!

"Very good answer!"

A word of praise.

In particular, the word 'very', emphasis.

Lao Zhu Abiao and other ancestors all smiled, and threw appreciative eyes at Wuzong Zhu Houzhao, which came from the recognition of the ancestors.

Jiajing Immortal was stunned, and the moment Wu Zong finished speaking, the smile on his face instantly froze.

He turned his head to look at Zhu Houzhao, and then looked at the line on his draft.

Damn, word for word!

In an instant, anger rose from his heart, and the Jiajing Immortal stood up and glared angrily at the young man Zhu Houxi who was sitting behind him.

How shrewd he was, he naturally guessed how his answer was leaked.

He never thought that he would be his own inner ghost!

Under the angry gaze of Jiajing Immortal, the young man Zhu Houxi turned his head slightly embarrassed: I'm sorry, I didn't have a choice before, but now I just want to be a good person.

"Oh?"

The eyes of Ji Boying, Lao Zhu and the others instantly fell on the body of the Jiajing Immortal.

It's all quite unexpected, are all the thick characters so positive today?

"Jiajing, do you want to answer when you stand up?"

"In that case, then give your answer."

"Be brave."

The immortal master's words are like five thunderbolts.

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PS: Lack of sleep + insufficient blood supply to the cervical spine, dizziness all day long, how to break?!

(End of chapter)