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Chapter 820 Zhu Changzhi's Idleness
Li Rusong never put down his telescope and observed the situation on the shore. Although he shouted fiercely and looked like he was going to win quickly, in the actual battle, Li Rusong had become extremely cautious. In Qi Jiguang's evaluation, Li Rusong was prudent in battle and could be a talented commander.

He kept in mind what Qi Jiguang said, that Japan is mountainous and it is easy to ambush and gain local advantage by waiting for the enemy to tire themselves out, which is something the Ming army must guard against and be vigilant about.

Jintian Mountain Castle was burning, shrines, temples, and houses were all ablaze, the Japanese pirates were wailing, the troops rushing ashore had deployed their battle formations on the beach and began to advance in a vertical formation, the Japanese pirates in the naval port were fleeing towards Jintian Mountain Castle, the Ming artillery was still roaring, and shells fell on the mountain castle like raindrops.

"This guy is still so fierce." Li Rusong saw Zhao Ji. This man was so dazzling that it was hard not to see him.

If he had not been the deputy commander-in-chief of the Beijing camp, Li Rusong would have been more fierce than Zhao Ji!
But during the fifteen years in the Beijing Camp, he fully learned the specific meaning of responsibility.

Zhao Ji, wearing full armor, had led the armored soldiers who were the first to charge into the enemy's formation and rushed towards the entrance of the mountain city like a city wall. The entrance of the mountain city had collapsed due to the bombardment, and Zhao Ji rushed into the mountain city with his armored troops.

When the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty met Zhao Ji, Zhao Ji was only sixteen years old. At that time, the emperor was already slightly inferior to Zhao Ji in the wrestling match. If Zhao Ji had not learned martial arts, I am afraid that the title of the world's number one master in the youth group would have been replaced by someone else.

Zhao Ji was born with supernatural strength. His arms were much bigger than others. Zhao Ji was tall and strong. He led the vanguard to enter the camp first, then climbed up the stairs and captured the mountain city.

"Fire the arrows and attack Jintian Mountain City. The third wave of landing troops will land immediately." Li Rusong adjusted the strategic plan. The entire Yamatai military port was clear at a glance. The Japanese pirates did not organize any effective resistance at all. The focus of the battlefield shifted to Jintian Mountain City. The sharp knife led by Zhao Ji had already pierced into the enemy's heart.

Zhao Ji is also a human being. If he tries to pry open the turtle shell without any follow-up support, the exhausted vanguard will be in danger.

After careful observation, Li Rusong determined one thing: the Ming army had learned the spirit of Your Majesty to be lenient in anticipating the enemy, but they had learned it too well and had gone a bit too far.

The enemy's morale was already very low, and speed was of the essence. After the wind changed, the Ming ships set out immediately and caught Japan off guard. The oversaturated firepower and indiscriminate bombardment had completely crushed the enemy's morale.

Zhao Ji led 130 men up the stairs. He and three fully armored soldiers broke into a stronghold in Jintian Mountain City. In front of them were 17 Japanese pirates, three against 17, with fully armored soldiers fighting against unarmored and lightly armored soldiers.

The flickering firelight of the mountain city reflected on Zhao Ji's iron armor, dimly and unclearly. The intrusion of the Ming army alarmed all the Japanese pirates.

A Japanese pirate with a centipede scar on his left cheek rushed over with a knife in both hands, shouting in awkward Chinese as he charged: "Ming dog!"

The Japanese sword, wrapped in a bloody smell, chopped down at Zhao Ji who was leading the way!

There was blood on the knife, and a Japanese man was wailing on the ground, holding his stomach. It was obvious that this warrior had just executed a deserter, and the remaining blood on the blade formed a dark red blood line.

"Ding!"

Sparks flew everywhere.

Zhao Ji didn't move at all, the familiar coppery smell of the sword guard against his knuckles. Veins bulged on his right arm, and the three-foot-six-inch goose-feather sword drew a semi-arc from bottom to top - this was the Moon Wheel Slash from the Qi family's swordsmanship.

The emperor is also proficient in this move, which is the most commonly used move in the Qi family swordsmanship. It is often used, which means that it can adapt to various battlefield environments.

The Japanese pirate's pupils suddenly shrank. The power of his sword was already weak, and he had no time to return to defend. With a "click", half of the broken arm covered with the red feather cloth and the sword fell to the ground. A column of blood sprayed on Zhao Ji's heart-protection mirror, reflecting the Japanese pirate's face twisted in pain.

Zhao Ji's sword strike was so powerful that it directly cut off the opponent's arm.

"Baga!" The Japanese pirate with a broken arm staggered backward, but was tripped by the corpse behind him.

The armored soldier behind Zhao Ji took a sudden step forward, and a flash of cold light appeared on the prismatic tip of the two-meter-long steel spear. Amid the sound of friction between the iron armor scales, the flash of cold light accurately pierced into the gap in the chain mail at the heart of the Japanese pirate. The spear tip passed through his heart, leaving a three-inch long blood groove behind him.

The Japanese pirate looked at the steel spear that pierced through his body in horror. His body trembled a bit, and then he became motionless.

The soldier shook his wrist and pulled out the spear in his hand.

Thirty steps away, the Japanese pirates holding iron cannons were panicking and moving the lit fuse towards the medicine pool. The last soldier standing five steps behind narrowed his left eyes and raised his flintlock musket.

In the gap of the rear sight of the soldier's flintlock musket, the "apricot leaf pattern" on the battle hat is particularly eye-catching. This is the family crest of the Tsushima clan, an apricot leaf.

"boom!"

The barrels of the first soldiers' guns were still smoking when they saw a thumb-sized bloody hole appear between the eyebrows of the Japanese pirate holding the iron cannon, with a lead bullet embedded in it. The iron cannon fell to the ground in a pool of blood, and the unburned fuse slowly went out, making it impossible to ignite the iron cannon again.

The red lacquered bodies of the Japanese pirates looked like paper in front of the flintlock muskets.

The first soldiers responsible for supporting the rear began to calmly change the gunpowder for the flintlock musket. There was only one cannon on the scene, and there was no other weapon that could threaten the soldiers.

In just one encounter and within three breaths, it became three against fifteen.

Infantry assault tactics, three people are formed into a group, each responsible for attack, cover, and support. Qi Jiguang's Mandarin Duck Formation is based on units of 11 people. In order to adapt to the advent of the firearms era, it was simplified to a group of three people. This type of team is more flexible and changeable.

Zhao Ji grabbed the knife and saw that twenty steps away, nine Japanese pirates, three in a team, were rapidly approaching in the Sancai formation, which was the most common formation of the Japanese pirates.

Zhao Ji switched the sword to his left hand. He pushed the end of the handle with his left hand, and the goose-feather sword went back into the sheath. He then pulled out the thunder gun hanging on his waist with his right hand.

The Thunder Gun was an improvement on the three-barreled gun and a swarm of firearms. The flint rubbed against the flint to produce sparks, igniting the primer. Amid the roar, several tongues of fire spurted out, and the lead bullets sprayed towards the enemy like a rain curtain.

The Thunder Gun is powerful and is specifically designed for large-area killing in close combat. Its disadvantage is that it is difficult to reload.

Zhao Ji looked at the several Japanese pirates lying on the ground and wailing, and judged that they had completely lost their fighting ability. The role of high-quality armor on the battlefield was very powerful. Without special weapons to penetrate armor, they would be completely crushed. In addition, the Ming Dynasty also had a wide variety of firearms to use.

Zhao Ji's leather boots were treading in the blood, and every step he took towards the Japanese pirates left dark red footprints on the mud.

A quarter of an hour later, the battle was over and all seventeen Japanese pirates died under his sword. Zhao Ji sat on a rock, took off his cage, took out the gunpowder bag and began to load gunpowder. The process of loading gunpowder into the thunder gun and flintlock gun was his rest time and his movements were very skillful.

During the Korean War, the first to enter the battlefield had already discovered that all the mountain cities were dens of evil. The evils there shocked Zhao Ji from Caihuying extremely. The blood and flesh hanging on various cruel torture instruments were the most direct evidence.

Killing these Japanese pirates is also a relief for them.

After a brief rest, Zhao Ji put on his caged hands and continued to climb the stairs.

The battle at Yamatai Naval Port lasted until dawn and was basically over. The engineering battalion began to restore the throughput capacity of Yamatai Naval Port, and the Ming army was chasing the Japanese pirates.

During the entire process of pursuit, we will not be separated from the support from the rear, and the range of pursuit is only five miles.

Within three days, the soldiers of the Yamatai Naval Port had to build a camp five miles away to form a pincer attack with the Yamatai Naval Port and Jintianshan City to prevent the enemy's counterattack.

"Jixiao Xinshu·Volume 6·Camp Formation Chapter" has very clear and strict requirements for camping in the wild.

For example, the camp should be set up in a high, dry and sunny place with a mountain behind and a river in front, avoiding low-lying and humid places to prevent floods and plagues; for example, a sentry post should be set up at a high point to observe the enemy situation; a trench with a width of 15 feet and a depth of 10 feet should be dug outside the camp, and bamboo sticks or wooden spikes should be inserted at the bottom of the trench to prevent the enemy from climbing;
For example, a wall of earth was built on the inner side of the trench, which was called a fort. The earth wall was about ten feet high and had parapets on it for soldiers to shoot from cover. Deer horns and chevaux de frise were placed from the fort to the trench to prevent the enemy from charging.

The camp road is three meters wide and there is a "clean toilet" in the camp. No one is allowed to light a fire in the camp except the cooks. Soldiers who have slightly violated military discipline must clean the clean toilet.

The art of building camps is a compulsory course for every military officer in the Military Academy. As long as the camps are well built, they can defend and wait for attack, using advantages such as terrain, engineering, and firearms to cause the greatest damage to the enemy's counterattack.

On November 15, the 15th year of the Wanli reign, the construction of a camp five miles outside the Yamatai military port was completed. In the local war, the Ming army won a great victory, and the battles of Upper Tsushima and Lower Tsushima also ended, with frequent good news.

The Japanese pirates in the Yamatai military port at least relied on the mountain city to put up a symbolic resistance.

Kinishi Castle, located in Iwahara Port, is the capital of Tsushima Province. When the head of the Tsushima clan, So Yoshitoshi, saw the Qi-character flag, he directly chose to lead his people in surrender. He did not even experience the sound of artillery fire and slid to his knees so quickly that it was obvious that he was well prepared.

So Yoshitoshi thought very clearly. He had neither organized the Japanese pirates to invade the Ming Dynasty nor participated deeply in the war of invasion of Korea. The Ming Dynasty wanted to use Tsushima Island as a springboard to attack the Japanese mainland. No matter how much he resisted, it would be like a mantis trying to stop a chariot. It would be better to surrender directly and get some preferential treatment.

He is flexible, and if necessary, he can even believe in the gods of the West! Fight Qi Jiguang? Whoever wants to go can go, just put this name here, who dares to test his edge!

There is a reason why he made this choice.

Tsushima Island where So Yoshitoshi was located was the only way for maritime trade between Japanese pirates, Korea and Ming Dynasty. So Yoshitoshi understood Ming Dynasty better than most daimyos in Japan. Ming Dynasty had its own high moral disadvantages. So Yoshitoshi was not a war criminal, and the Ming emperor would not execute him for no reason.

There is an old saying in the Ming Dynasty: He who knows the times is a hero.

The Ming army, divided into three groups, occupied the three most important mountain castles on Tsushima Island and gradually launched the attack on the remaining three mountain castles. The situation on the battlefield was completely in line with Qi Jiguang's plan. Ten days later, the Ming army occupied the entire island of Tsushima Island and began to clean up the Japanese pirates.

On the second day of December in the fifteenth year of the Wanli reign, the Ming Emperor received good news from the front line.

"Not really, not really." Zhu Yijun finished reading the memorial and waved his hands repeatedly. Qi Jiguang flattered Qi Jiguang too much in the memorial.

Words like "Your Majesty has unique plans and is as powerful as a god; You are instructing on strategies from thousands of miles away; You win the battle from the top of the nine heavens; Your Majesty works day and night to plan and advise on strategies; Your Majesty is so awe-inspiring" made Zhu Yijun feel ashamed, so he provided some logistical support within his capacity.

(Full text of "Qi Jiguang's Memorial on Victory")
Feng Bao said cheerfully, "Marshal Qi's greatest wish is for the sea to be calm. If it weren't for your Majesty's efforts to govern the country, how could we have won the great victory on Tsushima Island today? Even if we didn't destroy the Japanese, Nagasaki is in the south and Tsushima is in the west, so we can lock the Japanese pirates inside the high walls and prevent them from advancing an inch. The sea is calm and my great wish has been fulfilled, which is the greatest pleasure in my life."

Qi Jiguang was rarely so fawning. After all, as the emperor's teacher, he had to maintain some dignity on weekdays. This time, in the attack on Tsushima Island, Qi Jiguang's great wish had been fulfilled, so naturally he had to sing praises to His Majesty who had spent real money.

Most importantly, the Ming Dynasty completed this most complex landing operation, which means that the Ming Dynasty has completely switched from cold weapons to firearms warfare, and the Ming Dynasty's military has entered a new field. The progress of the Ming Dynasty's military is conducive to the Ming Dynasty's opening up to the sea. A small camp, with the blessing of firearms, can hold out under the siege of the barbarians until the arrival of supplies.

Zhu Yijun picked up the red pen and began to write in red: [This victory is all due to your wisdom and courage. The soldiers sacrificed their lives for the cause. The superiors and subordinates were of one mind, loyal and righteous, and once again raised the majesty of heaven. I am very pleased. The Duke of Fengguo will be given a salary of 1,000 stones and a Qilin robe. Ningyuan Marquis Li Chengliang will be given a salary of 800 stones, and Li Rusong will be given the title of Dragon and Tiger General. Ma Lin will be given the title of Jinghai Earl. Zhao Ji will be promoted to the governor-general, and his crime will be abolished and he will be given 100 hectares of land. The silver for the dead will be doubled, and the disabled will be given generous money and food. The meritorious soldiers will be rewarded according to their ranks.]
[The sea border has just been pacified, and the Japanese pirates are already scared. You should prepare your fleet, repair your armor and weapons, and be careful to prevent the Japanese pirates from counterattacking.]
"The fighting on the front line is over. Who should we send to Japan to force Oda Nobunaga to hand over the management of the mines?" Zhu Yijun reviewed the victory report and looked at the geomancy map. The Ming Dynasty wanted gold, silver, copper, iron and coal to be forced to be handed over, and it also wanted the right to explore freely.

"Oda Nobunaga's sister, Oda Ichi." Feng Bao whispered, "It would be better to let his sister persuade him."

"Your idea is good." Zhu Yijun affirmed Feng Bao's suggestion.

Feng Bao is a eunuch, and eunuchs are meant to be insidious. This is a reminder to Oda Nobunaga that if he does not agree to the conditions of the Ming Dynasty, his family in the Ming Dynasty may not be able to be protected. The Ming Dynasty does not need to be the bad guy. Sending Oda Nobunaga's family back to Japan is like sending them back to purgatory.

"Let Gao Qiyu go, so that the teacher won't be displeased with Gao Qiyu all day long." Zhu Yijun designated another envoy, Gao Qiyu.

The Minister of the Ministry of Rites is an envoy of extremely high standards. These two candidates are both kind and powerful.

It was quite dangerous to be sent as an envoy to Japan. After all, Kublai Khan had sent two envoys, but both were killed by the Japanese. If anything happened to Gao Qiyu in Japan, it would be impossible to blame the Ming Dynasty for being rude.

Feng Bao took out a memorial and asked with a smile: "Your Majesty, Yao Guangming, the second son of the Yao family in Xitu City, petitioned through Shuntian Prefecture, asking when the next donation for the war against the Japanese can be made? If for no other reason, just to seek a good reputation, the Yao family can take out 200,000 silver to buy money and food and send them to the front line to reward the troops."

"I've already told them that they don't have to pay, but now they're rushing to contribute, right? They'll feel uncomfortable if they don't donate the money?" Zhu Yijun was surprised. In the past, they all stayed away from everything, but when it came to destroying the Japanese, everyone was so enthusiastic.

Feng Bao said cheerfully, "I'm afraid that Your Majesty is short of money and is planning to confiscate the property. I'm taking the initiative to give some to save Your Majesty the trouble."

"No trouble, not at all." Zhu Yijun shook his head and said, "Tell them that the military supplies are still sufficient. If they really need it, I will not be polite to them."

I’m afraid that you, the emperor, will not be polite!
Therefore, the powerful and wealthy are planning to pay tribute on their own initiative. If, because of the matter of destroying the Japanese, Your Majesty is forced to demand payment, and his property is confiscated and his whole family is scolded, wouldn't that mean that he will lose both his wealth and his reputation?

There is sufficient military supplies at the front line, and this is not nonsense from Zhu Yijun. Since the transportation of grain to the front line was stopped, the Beijing camp has relied on the Ming Dynasty mainly for gunpowder, and the grain and fodder are all supplied locally by Korea, which reduces the loss of transporting grain and fodder to a minimum. Last year's donation has just been used up, and the amount given by the emperor has just begun.

In fact, it is no wonder that Qi Jiguang was flattering. In October, the emperor felt that winter was approaching, so he purchased 30,000 cotton coats, 50,000 pairs of cotton shoes, 15,000 fine woolen cloaks, and 30,000 dog-skin hats for the Ming army to use during the winter. But in fact, Korea is near the sea and it is not that cold.

Feng Bao poured His Majesty a glass of water and talked about what he saw and heard in the capital. His Majesty read newspapers, and Feng Bao also read them. Every day he would tell His Majesty some interesting things that happened in the capital.

"Recently, something happened at Qianmen Tower. A great scholar from Jiangnan came to give a lecture. I don't know if it was because he couldn't adapt to the local climate or what, but when he gave a lecture in Jiangnan, the seats were really full and there were always guests. However, when he gave a lecture at Qianmen Tower, except for the first day, there were only two or three people attending every day. It was really a strange thing."

"Look, this great scholar complained that the big teahouse didn't schedule sessions for him, and they were all in the morning and at noon." Feng Bao talked about the lively gatherings at the Qianmen Teahouse.

Your Majesty does not oppose scholars gathering to talk, so in recent years, scholars gathering to talk has become a trend, mainly to criticize current affairs. There are some bottom lines in this gathering that cannot be crossed, otherwise it will incur thundering wrath, such as subverting the Ming Dynasty, glorifying Japanese pirates, criticizing the Taifu, etc. Above the bottom line, it is completely left to the invisible big hand.

The fees for the gatherings are also extremely expensive, and the topics discussed are all over the place. Many writers for magazines are just hanging around, so they just pick up other people's ideas and copy a few things from them and publish an article for a magazine.

"Is it that Zhao Nanxing?" Zhu Yijun thought for a moment and said with a smile.

Zhao Nanxing and Gu Xiancheng were good friends and both were founders of Donglin Academy. Zhao Nanxing should have passed the imperial examination and became a Jinshi in the second year of Wanli, but Zhu Yijun wrote a stroke of his pen and Zhao Nanxing could only move around as a Juren. Even if he was a famous scholar, it would be a bit of a loss if he failed to pass the imperial examination and became a Jinshi.

When Zhao Nanxing gave lectures in the south, the halls were indeed full, but when he went to the north, no one came to support him.

"Your Majesty is wise." Feng Bao said with a smile.

Zhu Yijun shook his head and said, "Every one of Li Zhe's gatherings is packed with people. He sells more melon seeds and tea than tickets. He has to do business in a big teahouse in front of people. No one listens to Zhao Nanxing, so naturally they don't give him the time he has scheduled."

“Flies seek out shit—the ones that stink.”

"Who invited Zhao Nanxing from the south? Isn't he just one of the stinking old ninths, old scholars, and cheap Confucian scholars in Beijing? These cheap Confucian scholars are flies, and Zhao Nanxing is that pile of shit, stinking even more."

Zhu Yijun said swear words. He went to listen once as Mr. Huang. Zhao Nanxing almost fell asleep when he talked about the so-called "struggle of mind and nature" and "saving the world from evils". The whole talk was nonsense. It was too empty and meaningless.

One theory is that the scholars of the Ming Dynasty were too vulgar and only knew how to sing praises. They said that Wan Shihe was boneless and Shen Li was a flatterer. Only those who are honest and not flattering have integrity, and only with integrity can the world be revived.

The words made sense, and Xu Chengchu was a man of integrity. The emperor had made up his mind to promote universal education and not prohibit the free movement of people. Xu Chengchu immediately stood up and reminded the emperor of the danger. The words made sense, and the emperor accepted the good advice. As long as the emperor was wise and his ministers were virtuous, the world would be at peace.

But the integrity that Zhao Nanxing talked about was not like that at all. He said that the civil servant selection system destroyed the order of nobility and inferiority, that universal education was a pipe dream and unrealistic, that the Ming Dynasty's invasion of the DPRK was a reckless war that put the world in danger and was a waste of military spending. This was Zhao Nanxing's understanding of being honest and not flattering.

It fits Zhu Yijun's stereotype of old literati.

Zhu Yijun did not throw the big teapot at Zhao Nanxing's face at that time. That was because he, Zhu Yijun, was a scholar with good manners. It was a pity that Zhao Nanxing, a person from the old era, did not board the giant ship leading to the new era.

Zhao Nanxing would be happy if the Japanese pirates occupied Korea, landed on shore and gained a foothold, becoming a major threat in the northeast. The reason why no one listened to or believed his ideas was because they were too old-fashioned, outdated and even unable to keep up with the times.

At that time, some scholars and officials could not sit still and stood up to criticize Zhao Nanxing.

He is said to be: when he criticizes officials, he says that they are confusing the hierarchy; when he criticizes schools, he says that they are violating the moral code; when he discusses the king's teachers, he accuses them of being warmongering. He is clinging to the old ways and still discusses military strategies with a rotten book; he sits in a well and looks at the sky, and even points to the ocean as a wasteland. His so-called integrity is nothing more than decorating the etiquette and laws as chains, and following the ancestors' rules. The corrupt scholars' arbitrary discussion of the government's policies is like a summer insect talking about ice, and empty talk harms the country. Nothing is worse than this.

Zhao Nanxing's failure was the success of the Ming Dynasty's great cultural thinking and the cultural Wanli Reform.

"Your Majesty, the Queen is here with the eldest prince." A eunuch walked in and bowed his head to report.

Zhu Yijun was startled, and looked at the sun. It was not yet night, and there was usually nothing to do. Wang Yaozhuo would not disturb him from handling government affairs. He nodded and said, "Please come in."

Wang Yaozhuo walked in with Zhu Changzhi. Wang Yaozhuo was still as elegant as ever. Zhu Changzhi put his hands behind his back and said mysteriously, "Daddy, I beg mom to take me to see you."

"Oh? Zhi'er, is there anything I can say?" Zhu Yijun put the memorial aside and asked with a smile on his face.

Zhu Changzhi whispered, "I put together a clock by myself. The doctor of the Institute of Gewu said that I was clever and skillful. However, the lecturer of the Hanlin Academy said that I was not doing my job properly."

"You made a clock by yourself? Come and show it to dad." Zhu Yijun was surprised and signaled Zhu Changzhi to quickly take out the clock hidden behind him.

Zhu Changzhi placed his assembled pendulum clock on the table, pointed at the wooden toy made of mortise and tenon joints, and said, "Look, Dad, this is the weight. After it is rolled up, it will slowly fall down. This side is the pendulum. The weight slides down, driving the gear to rotate. The escapement is driven once, and the pendulum swings once."

"The second hand on the dial will jump one grid. The second hand rotates sixty times in one minute, and the minute hand rotates sixty times in one hour. Two hours is one hour, and twelve hours is one day."

"Dr. Gewu said that it was the sliding of the weight that provided the force for the gear."

"Very impressive!" Zhu Yijun fiddled with it and asked, "Did you fail to complete the homework assigned by the lecturer, so he criticized you for not doing your job properly?"

Zhu Changzhi shook his head and said, "I have finished my homework. My mother said that as long as I practice martial arts well, study hard and learn to read, and finish my homework, she will take me to play with the toy box that came with the Yongle Encyclopedia."

“This is the first time I have put it together by myself!”

Zhu Changzhi pronounced his own words very heavily, as if he was showing off.

"That's amazing! One person has figured it out. So who do you think is right, the Doctor of Gewu or the Academician of the Hanlin Academy?" Zhu Yijun did not give a direct answer but asked.

Zhu Changzhi said with great certainty: "I think that what the Doctor of Gewu said is right, not because the Doctor of Gewu praised me, but because the criticism of the Scholar of Lecture is wrong."

"My uncle, the German Emperor, told me that knowledge is to be used, not to be talked about. Only knowledge that can be used is useful."

The uncle of the German Emperor is Zhu Zaiyu, who is also Zhu Changzhi's teacher of the study of things. Obviously, when it comes to judging the principles, Zhu Zaiyu supports Zhu Changzhi's decision not to do his job properly. This is actually Zhu Zaiyu's long-held idea that the way of sage learning lies in its application to the world.

"Very good." Zhu Yijun touched Zhu Changzhi's head, his face full of sunny smile. The lecturer did not raise a good child, but instead raised a somewhat rebellious child.

Wang Yaozhuo said helplessly: "Since he refused to learn martial arts, I gave him a three-day holiday and allowed him to assemble mortise and tenon joints. Those scholars and officials always said that he was not doing his job properly. I don't know what to say, and I don't know what kind of prince these scholars and officials want to meet their needs."

Zhu Changzhi had finally made adjustments to satisfy the emperor, the empress, and the Academy of Gewu, but now the literati are dissatisfied again.

"They want an obedient child, not an emperor." Zhu Yijun answered Wang Yaozhuo's question while playing with mortise and tenon toys with Zhu Changzhi.

Zhu Yijun was not polite at all. He had gone against the majority's opinion and allowed Zhang Juzheng to give a private lecture for this reason. These people were not training a crown prince or emperor who could take on responsibilities, but were training the crown prince to be a child, and it would be best if he still had the mentality of a child when he grew up.

Overly dependent on others to solve problems; not considering the equal relationship between rights and responsibilities; ignoring the feelings of others; mood swings, irritability, irritability, and fear after getting into trouble;
They find it difficult to bear any setbacks and criticisms; they habitually shirk responsibility and blame mistakes on the outside world, that is, others, society, and the unfairness of fate; they regard themselves as the center of the world and think that everything is as it should be; they put their own needs completely above any rules.

If he were an ordinary person, it wouldn't matter, but Zhu Changzhi is the crown prince, he can't be a child forever.

The emperor, who carried the sun and the moon and the country on his shoulders, was still a child when he grew up. He was a disaster for the people and a sorrow for the Ming Dynasty.

"Mom, look at Dad! It's broken!" Zhu Changzhi pointed at a broken part angrily.

I don’t know what my dad is thinking. He’s so stupid that he can’t even put a mortise and tenon together properly. I shouldn’t have asked him to play with me if I had known this!
(End of this chapter)