Chapter 71 The people's hearts are better than the Great Wall

It all means that it was destroyed by bandits, but it was actually destroyed by deserters.

It is difficult for real refugees to shake the Ming Dynasty, but what really allowed refugees to fight against the Ming army was a large number of deserters joining the refugees.

This kind of lesson from the aftermath makes it difficult for Zhu Qizhen not to pay attention to these things.

However, the old man's reaction was beyond Zhu Qizhen's expectations. The old man was so arrogant and said, "What does this general mean? What's wrong with the court? I am so sorry for me, I am at this level today, and what does it have to do with the court? How can I talk nonsense?"

Zhu Qizhen heard this and said something unexpected, "Do you don't think at all that if the imperial court did not carry out military reforms, you are still a military household and would not live alone in the mountains and forests."

The old man seemed not afraid at all. The men brought by Zhu Qizhen seemed to feel that he had no need to care about his life. He snorted coldly and said, "What's the best for military households? If military households are easy to do, there wouldn't be so many military households fled. My family also let me be an elderly man in the garrison, so that I can live a life or die, and there are even a few animals."

Zhu Qizhen only looked at the darkness in the garrison system from a macro perspective and did not know the details.

Zhu Qizhen's judgment that the system of the garrison cannot be maintained is that there are a million deserters from the garrison, accounting for almost one-third of all the troops. It is already unsustainable above the system.

But why does this happen? Many of the problems are read in the memorials and the feelings are not too deep.

There is no deep feeling this old man has at all.

He claimed to be an old man from the Wei Sect, which means that his ancestors were soldiers who followed Taizu to conquer the world.

Even if these people cannot become officers, they have a good say in the garrison because of their old qualifications. Even if they are soldiers of this kind, they will not be easily bullied. But they are just bullied. Their treatment in the garrison is poor. It’s just that their father and grandfather Yu Yin are still there, so they won’t be too much.

However, for the recruited men, or the one who was recruited by the Qing army for a while, was a nightmare that would never wake up.

People are really cheaper than animals. After all, if a person dies, it is still a loss of property from the garrison. If a person dies, he can naturally report a vacancy and recruit a person from his relatives.

The so-called Qing army censors do this.

Therefore, when newcomers come, they don’t try their best to please the superiors, and even if they give their wives and daughters, they may survive in the army.

The court's love for the garrison in the garrison cannot be easily taken.

The garrison is an army. As far as judicial power is concerned, it is not in the Ministry of Justice, but in the Governor's Office of the Five Army. The Governor's Office of the Five Army had already become a trend of being vague in the early days of Zhengtong. The Governor's Office of the Five Army could not manage these things, but the Governor's Office of the Five Army wanted to manage them, but the Governor's Office of the Five Army was unwilling.

But even if the Ministry of War is in charge, can there be any good results? These officers are hereditary. These strong men are all outsiders. Even if they are investigated, it is difficult to find out anything. Who dares to offend the entire ward to testify? Even if there is such a naughty man, the superiors will not act rashly.

After all, the law does not punish the masses.

Even if some people can fight such an army, what can they do if they go to the battlefield?

The old man was a person who had experienced his own experiences. As the so-called reform of the garrison, many soldiers of the garrison were released for the people. Even the old man himself should have reformed the garrison. He lost the land that was originally hereditary. Now he can only be displaced. However, he does not think that the court has done something wrong.

First of all, he understood very well that even if the court did not take it away, the land might not be passed down in his hands.

However, for several generations, the land of almost every garrison gathered in the hands of several superiors.

Although he has the mercy of his father and grandfather, he is not a soldier or an official after all.

The old man continued, "I know the most about the bad things about Wei Su. I hope that Wei Su can win a battle is simply nonsense. Even if I can fight, I am just a slave to the generals. Our soldiers will never have a chance to make a comeback. Not to mention fulfilling Taizu Taizong's wishes, going north to the frontier, and expelling the Tartars."

"Although the old man is not talented, he has marched thousands of miles. This life is enough to comfort his ancestors."

"Along with this place, dozens of miles north, it is Rehe. But decades ago, this was a route for the Tartars to go south. My father and grandfather died by guarding this fort. Now I am old, and being able to die here is considered to be a return home. What does this have to do with the court?"

After hearing this, Zhu Qizhen suddenly asked: "What do you think of the imperial court's handling of the south and north of the desert?"

The old man waved his hand and said, "Little old man, how dare you talk about national affairs?"

Zhu Qizhen said: "Just treat it as a chat or just a talk, why don't you dare to say it?"

The old man sneered and said, "I'm sneer, half of the loess is buried, so what's wrong with it? If you want me to say, Your Majesty is good now, but you have never been to the battlefield, you are ruthless and you can't understand it. Those dogs and Tartars are all wolf-like and can't be raised. He even married a Tartar woman. I really don't know if he can bear the smell of fishy smell in the middle of the night."

Huai'en was a little embarrassed when he listened on the side. He didn't know whether it was better to pretend to hear it or not.

Zhu Qizhen's face was also a little bad.

In ancient Mongolia, the productivity was low, and women rarely had the opportunity to take a bath. They wore sheepskin coats all year round and appeared among the livestock groups. They naturally possessed the smell of livestock, which was the smell of fishy smell in the old man's mouth. However, in this regard, Zhu Qizhen could testify that Zhuang Fei did not have it.

After all, the living conditions of Mongolian nobles are not very good for the gentry in the pass, but they are not too bad.

This taste is naturally gone.

When you arrive in the palace, it is the best enjoyment in the world, and naturally it will not taste any.

It’s just this issue, Zhu Qizhen doesn’t want to discuss it with this old man more.

Zhu Qizhen also has some understanding of the old man’s views.

After all, the soldiers on the Nine-Border side and the Mongols have been attacking each other for so many years, and many of them have blood feuds. Now they suddenly say that they will not fight anymore, and they are all a family.

Are you a family with the genius?

How could the previous things be written off?

Such thoughts have always existed in border areas.

It is understandable just based on personal grievances, but as a country, we still have to look forward. After all, people cannot stay in hatred forever, and it is of no use to the development of the Ming Dynasty.

Even Zhu Qizhen guessed the reason for this old man's encounter. Because Zhu Qizhen wanted to quell the revenge of the Han and Mongolian people. Not only did he want to appease the Mongols, but he also tried his best to suppress the Han Avengers with ease.

This old man had such a strong revenge concept and even said that he wanted to kill all the Mongols. How could he stay in the army? He knew that in the current Beijing camp, there were already a considerable number of cavalry recruited from the Mongols.

Zhu Qizhen was tolerant of the old man's thoughts, because he was alone and asked with a smile: "Do you think the Mongols will rebel?"

The old man sighed and said, "I won't rebel. The Han people in Rehe do business with the Mongols, and many of them even marry Mongolian women. After several generations, who still remembers what happened at the beginning, who still remembers my father and grandfather died here? The lives of the Mongols are much better than before. How could they rebel?"

"I have been expecting them to rebel. Otherwise, what's the point of staying here?"

The old man looked up to the north and followed the mountain pass that was just like a few decades ago. A few decades ago, when the Mongolian cavalry went south from here, the old man's father and grandfather guarded the small outpost, emitted wolf smoke, and were immediately surrounded and killed by the Mongolians. Decades later, this became a small path to get out of seclusion.

The only old man is here, and there is no change.

No, there is change.

His face, which has been tempered by the years, has turned pale hair and bent his body. But the musket in his hand can kill people like it did decades ago.

Zhu Qizhen was speechless for a moment.

He suddenly felt a little ashamed of what he had just thought.

When he saw the old man's situation, his first thought was that he could rebel because he had the skills to rebel.

Actually, this is a very normal thing.

As the Ming army recruited soldiers from the people and realized the retirement system, many technologies in the army were unavoidably introduced to the people. This spread is irreversible. If we look at it from this perspective, with the spread of firearms, the people will have the ability to resist.

But is this what he really wants to ban?

Not to mention whether it can be done?

Even if it can be done, if the people are in a state of poverty, will the people not rebel even without these military technology?

Any tyranny and politics have an end. If the Ming Dynasty wants to last for hundreds of years, the most important thing is not whether the firearm technology spreads, but whether it can win the hearts of the people. If it can win the hearts of the people, these people are hiding their soldiers from the people. If they cannot win the hearts of the people, even if they do not have these people, it will be the end of a crooked tree in the coal mountain.

Zhu Qizhen said intimately: "But I don't know which unfilial descendant of the Ming Dynasty is at the hands of an unfilial descendant."

There is no dynasty in the world that never perishes.

Zhu Qizhen knew that the Ming Dynasty would perish one day, but he changed so much history, would there be Chongzhen in the future? He was also a little confused about the future.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Huai'en immediately took out two ingots from his body, which totaled about fifty taels. This was already a huge pile. He reached out and handed them to the old man and said, "All of them are brothers in the army. I'm destined to meet him today. I'll help my brother. Don't refuse."

The old man smiled softly and said, "There are some savings enough to support the elderly, and these are not needed. Now, as long as you have hands and feet, you can always make a meal. Don't worry, you won't starve me to death."

For the people, having hands and feet can make a meal with one hand is enough to be a prosperous era.
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