Emperor Apocalypse seemed quite interested.

He agreed: "I'm sure, I'll take a day, I'll go and take a look."

Zhang Jing felt relieved, and he had even thought of the warm welcome at that time.

So I was busy thanking me.

After the banquet.

Emperor Tianqi returned to the palace. At the end of the day, he was still feeling unsatisfied, so he called Zhang Jingyi in front of him and asked him to send him back to the palace.

Emperor Tianqi came in contemporary clothes, so he took a carriage and ordered Zhang Jingyi to get on the carriage, saying, "Your military academy has made me feel more interesting."

Zhang Jingyi said seriously: "Your Majesty, I set up a school to discover more talents for my Ming Dynasty."

Emperor Tianqi smiled and said, "Are my Ming Dynasty not enough talents?"

Zhang Jingyi said seriously: "Not enough!"

This is the truth.

Emperor Apocalypse frowned: "What's the reason?"

Zhang Jingyi said cautiously: "This is because the people in the world who can use their talents account for only 10% of the population."

"What does this mean?"

"Because the remaining 90% or even 95% of the people are not qualified to use their talents." Zhang Jingyi continued: "A mere 10% of people can study by offering support, have the opportunity to participate in the imperial examination and be included in the temple. However, more than 90% of people will always be busy for the next time. Their children, not to mention reading, cannot even learn the most basic common sense. Although this has been the case in all dynasties, I have nothing to say, but... Is this what I have always done, should I do this?"

Emperor Tianqi stared at Zhang Jingyi, and he found that he could not see through this guy. Sometimes, this person had many shortcomings and problems, such as being stingy, stingy, pretending to be poor every day. Occasionally, he would flatter, talk to others, and talk to ghosts.

But sometimes, he had an unusual side. This rare side made Emperor Aoki grow curious: "But...even if it shouldn't be like this, what can I do?"

Zhang Jingyi sighed and said, "Just talk about those refugees who have fallen into the capital, there are many wise and brave people. Does Your Majesty still remember those who are called Li Dingguo?"

"That child?"

Zhang Jing nodded and said, "He used to be an ordinary child, and he was ignorant. If he had a family background, he might have been herding cattle for the landlords or working as a tenant for his life. But when he came to the capital and entered the school, his learning speed was far higher than that of others. In just a few months, he could read and write, and the practice of other subjects was outstanding. Your Majesty thought about it, if such a person was given a little chance, would his achievements be worse than those Jinshi? And in my Ming Dynasty, there were countless people like Li Dingguo. If Your Majesty was willing to give them even a little hope, my Ming Dynasty would be full of talents."

"What they want is nothing more than being full, but only being able to spend it before adulthood! This is much more than those who have less than 10% of them contributed. It is much less demand than the insatiable demands of those adults."

Emperor Tianqi thought about something, and there were very few such heart-to-heart dialogues between the king and his subjects. He probably understood Zhang Jingyi’s thoughts now.

If you resettle refugees, then you can resettle them well. Select talents from these refugees. These... will be the hope of the Ming Dynasty's rejuvenation, and the cost will be lower.

On the other hand, although there are many talents in the gentry families, these people have long lost control, their appetites have become bigger and bigger, and they have taken more and more privileges, and their desires are unsatisfactory.

Zhang Jingyi said without hesitation: "What I need in Ming Dynasty is not just one or two saints. How can I revive with one or two saints? Wang Shouren during the Zhengde period was already a saint. He made great contributions and had both civil and military affairs, but what? What I need in Ming Dynasty are thousands of talents. These talents do not need to be extraordinary, but just to be able to contribute a little bit of light and heat in their respective positions, which will make my Ming Dynasty look like the noon sun and shine forever. This is my thought."

"What Donglin Military Academy is now not the generals and famous ministers who can make great contributions to His Majesty in the future. They are backbones and wildfires, so that they can cultivate more talents with the help of them in the future. Therefore... I hope that if His Majesty can go to the military school, even if it is only one, for half an hour, and say something casually is enough to inspire people."

If Zhang Jingyi was the other emperor, he might not be able to speak out. If he was so heart-warming, he would inevitably be suspected of being arbitrary.

But Zhang Jingyi can understand the temperament of Emperor Tianqi. As long as Emperor Tianqi trusts him, there will be no worries in this world.

Emperor Tianqi smiled and said, "I understand your thoughts, but... it is so difficult to do what you say, it is as difficult as climbing to heaven. It's just... since you have the will, I will follow you."

Zhang Jing nodded.

Silence fell into the carriage.

When we first arrived at the Daming Gate, eunuchs looked around at the gate. When they saw the sage, they came in a hurry.

When Emperor Tianqi got out of the car, the eunuch hurriedly saluted: "Your Majesty, there is a urgent report in Liaodong."

Emperor Tianqi nodded. If it weren't for the urgent comment, it wouldn't be so urgent that he would report directly. So he took the memorial and looked down. Then, Emperor Tianqi was full of anger and sneered, "Shameless."

Zhang Jingyi was confused and whispered: "You dare to ask Your Majesty why you are angry?"

Emperor Tianqi said angrily: "The commander of Haizhou Guard led his army to surrender Jiannu. I would never have imagined... My general of the Ming Dynasty actually surrendered. Yuan Chonghuan, the governor of Liaodong, said that this was Li Yongfang's work again..."

Zhang Jingyi couldn't help but smile bitterly and said, "Your Majesty, Li Yongfang is a sign of the Jiannu people. This person not only knows the truth and reality of the Ming Dynasty, but also has friendship with the generals of Liaodong for a long time. What's more, the Jiannu people treat him with the superiors. Wu Changchun once told him that the Jiannu people asked him to gather the Han army, no less than 10,000 people. He also gave these Han troops preferential treatment, distributed land, and even gave plowing oxen. So many favors are not only to win people's hearts, but also to make Li Yongfang and his tribes devoted themselves."

"I, the Ming Dynasty, have many difficulties. After all, the land in this world has its own master. But the Jiannu people are different. That land is not theirs. As long as you seize a land, the Jiannu people have to leave most of them. Then, they will be divided into some soup and water for Li Yongfang and others, which is enough to make them cry."

The furious Emperor Tianqi couldn't help but show a bit of worry and said, "Today, one general is surrendered, and another general is surrendered tomorrow. How can Liaodong save it if this lasts? I, Ming Dynasty, have never treated them badly. Which of them has not been favored by the country in the world?"

This sigh was helpless.

Zhang Jingyi actually understood very well that it would be fine if the military man had a low status, but those generals were all hereditary. It was nothing wrong to say that they had received the favor of the country in the world, but the more these people were, the more unethical they were.

Emperor Tianqi immediately said, "Didn't you always plan to attack Li Yongfang? How are you planning now?"

Zhang Jing said: "Everything has been arranged. Thirteen days ago, the personnel had already set off for Liaodong."

Emperor Tianqi looked straight at Zhang Jingyi and said with concern: "How sure are you?"

Zhang Jingyi hesitated and said, "This... I can't say it well."

Emperor Tianqi said calmly: "If a person like Li Yongfang is rich and prosperous for a day, I will not be able to sleep or eat for a day."

After saying that, he was full of hatred.

Of course he knew that Zhang Jingyi's plan was a bit whimsical.

After all, such actions are almost unheard of.

But Emperor Aoki inevitably had some fantasies, what if his wish came true?

He sighed and said, "I am going to go to the Qinzheng Hall to handle affairs. You... go back and do your official duties..."

Zhang Jing nodded: "Abide by the order."

In autumn, the most critical thing now is the issue of autumn harvest...

In Xinxian, the whole country has taken action for the autumn harvest, and Zhang Jingyi is also busy regardless of the end.

And more than half a month later.

In the snowy field of thousands of miles.

Outside Fushun City, a caravan has arrived slowly.

Many large trucks with goods piled up left traces of cargo under this vast sky and the snow.

In recent years, the weather has long been abnormal, so that after autumn began, Liaodong was covered with heavy snow.

This convoy with a marker was inserted into the city.

The person in charge is Deng Jian.

Wu Changchun provided them with a way to enter the hinterland of Liaodong, which was to find a great Shanxi merchant who had a great relationship with the Jiannu people in Liaodong.

After seizing dozens of people from the Zhang family in Datong and obtaining guidance from Zhangji merchants, they entered Liaodong in the name of this private businessman.

Sure enough... everything is unimpeded.

But today I entered Fushun City, and at this gate, more than a dozen soldiers dressed in Han people and two flag soldiers stopped the convoy.

The Han soldiers stepped forward to check the goods in the car. They felt that there was no problem, so they wanted to pass.

Deng Jian was already sweating, and at this moment he felt relieved and was about to enter the city.

At this time, a flag soldier looked here and was talking in a silence.

Deng Jian couldn't understand, and the man was even more furious. He stepped forward with a knife, raised his hand and slapped Deng Jian in the face.

Deng Jian's face was already red with cold, and the slap made him grin.

So the flagman who was beating the people and the other flagman who looked from afar both burst into laughter.

The upper class of Jiannu obviously knew that there were few Jiannu people and therefore needed to rule Liaodong, so they had to win over these Han merchants who defected to Jiannu or sent merchant goods to Jiannu people.

But these lower-level bannermen obviously could not understand the profound meaning of the upper-level. In their opinion, these Han people were no different from pigs and dogs.
Chapter completed!