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Chapter 1006 Zhou Xia's Counterattack

Early summer in the capital is different from that in the south, and it feels a little cool in the morning.

Fucheng doesn't like midsummer very much, he always thinks it's too hot. He prefers spring, when he wakes up in the early morning he can feel the vitality. Everything seems to be reviving, and he can feel a breath of peace from every breath.

Early summer is not bad, and you will feel very comfortable in the morning and evening.

There were tender leaves on the branches and tender grass on the ground. Fucheng would always ask the servants in charge of sweeping to leave some tender grass in the corners of his house, and he would not allow the moss to be touched.

When Sun Chonglou was at home, he grumbled about his quirks, saying that he had some of what the young master called... literary youth disease. However, he was hit by Fu Cheng's iron sand palm and was fine.

Before dawn, the entire capital was in deep sleep, and Fucheng slowly opened his eyes.

As people age, they sleep less, and once they wake up, their minds are instantly filled with all kinds of thoughts.

Fucheng thought back to his youth. At that time, he always didn’t get enough sleep. Whenever he had the chance to sleep, he would always sleep until noon.

If no one was watching, he could sleep until after lunch.

But now it’s not possible. I can’t sleep well at night, and once I wake up, it’s hard to fall asleep again.

As soon as I woke up, many thoughts and things popped into my mind.

Recently, a group of shameless old monsters came to the capital... These are what Xia Yan said.

These old monsters were quite arrogant. After entering the palace, they burst into tears and repeatedly mentioned the difficulties they had faced when the emperor and his ministers joined forces to fight against the treacherous ministers such as Yang Tinghe.

Fucheng also knew something about this when he was in the palace. At that time, Yang Tinghe suppressed Emperor Jiajing, and the two sides took advantage of the Great Ceremony Debate to engage in a bloodless power struggle.

At that time, there were very few people standing on the side of Emperor Jiajing, and Yang Tinghe and others were so powerful that Fucheng worried that a powerful official like Cao Cao would appear.

But Emperor Jiajing was Emperor Jiajing after all. He used Zhang Cong and others as his backbone and quickly won over a group of people. He then started a long struggle with Yang Tinghe and others.

After the fight, Yang Tinghe retired in disgrace and his son Yang Shen was exiled to Yunnan.

But the matter was not over yet. Although Yang Tinghe was domineering, he had a bottom line. When he retired, the scholars and officials attacked Emperor Jiajing and his men without restraint.

Emperor Jiajing was in danger several times, including fire, strangulation...

Zhang Cong and others were also not well-received and were besieged in various ways.

Some of those who stood on the side of Emperor Jiajing chose to persist, but after all, they came to speculate, and they could not do business at a loss.

When Emperor Jiajing could not withstand the opponent's attack, many people chose to retreat.

Either because of illness or for various other reasons.

Emperor Jiajing was loyal and gave generous rewards.

After these people left, Emperor Jiajing was unable to stand on his own and had to retreat to the Western Garden.

Afterwards, these people watched in the martial arts world as Emperor Jiajing used Xia Yan, Yan Song and others to build a wall of isolation, while they continued to fight with the literati behind this wall.

It can be said that it is full of dangers and every step is difficult.

No one stood up to share the hardships with Emperor Jiajing.

Until a young man appeared.

That young man was a fool. He actually dared to target Confucianism… You should know that even when the Great Ceremony Debate was at its most intense, the people on the side of Emperor Jiajing did not dare to target Confucianism.

Even the scholar-officials did not dare to touch it easily.

The only thing that can be done is to suppress the other side, through public opinion, official means... step by step to suppress the other side and allow one's side to seize more power.

Those speculators were drinking wine at home and watching the young man overestimating his own limitations and starting a fight with the Confucians.

They feel that young people will soon be sent to the eighteenth level of hell, become an insignificant opponent in the thousand-year history of Confucian conquests, and be swept into the dustbin of history.

The young man rushed left and right, and gradually he managed to break the situation.

what!
This guy is quite interesting!

The speculators were stunned, but still believed that the young people would be wiped out under the blow of the huge Confucianism.

Afterwards, the young man revealed his identity.

The great master of Mohism!

That's it!

The speculators sighed, thinking that it would be better if the young man did not reveal his identity. If he did, the Confucians would only regard him as their mortal enemy.

If things go wrong, the war between Confucianism and Mohism will affect the Western Garden.

Emperor Jiajing should be afraid too, right?
Taoist priest!

not afraid!

Instead, he stood behind the young man even more firmly.

Step by step, I walked out of the cage I had created for myself.

When the Northern Expedition began, speculators knew that this was a decisive battle.

It was not only a decisive battle between the Ming Dynasty and the foreign tribes on the grassland, but also a decisive battle between Confucianism and Mohism, and between the emperor and his subjects.

If the young man wins this battle, the decades-long struggle between the monarch and his subjects will be tilted. The Taoist who has always been at a disadvantage will complete a counterattack.

With the momentum of a great victory unprecedented since Emperor Chengzu, he launched a counterattack!
This is Dao Ye's chance.

It is also an opportunity in the eyes of speculators.

They prayed that the youngsters would win.

In this way, he can come out again and gain benefits from Dao Ye's counterattack.

But they think this is a luxury.

Someone said after drinking: Since Emperor Chengzu, the Ming Dynasty has never won a great victory over the foreign tribes on the grassland. What virtue and ability does that young man have to deserve it? Let's just go to bed!

No, keep having fun and keep dancing.

Just as speculators and literati were waiting for news of the North's defeat, good news arrived.

The entire Ming Dynasty seemed to be falling apart.

The scholars were confused.

Everyone knows the significance of this great victory.

Dao Ye will use this opportunity to launch a counterattack.

The young man and the Tiger Guards he led were the Taoist's most powerful weapons.

They were furious, but most of their anger was directed at Altan.

Aren't you invincible? Aren't you so powerful that the strongest border troops of the Ming Dynasty can only hide in the city and tremble?
What the hell!
Lost?!
you!
How dare you lose?!
While the literati were furious, the speculators were ecstatic.

The opportunity has come!
They knew that Emperor Jiajing would fight back.

But Taoist!

Need help fighting back?

Look at us old friends, we are all ready to fight, just waiting for your call.

come!

Be happy!

Do not!
It’s wealth!

Power!
Roll on.

But the Taoist seemed to have forgotten that there was such a group of ministers who had fought alongside him.

What the hell!

His Majesty!

Are you forgetful?
The speculators were reserved at first, but when Emperor Jiajing ordered the young man to take charge of the new policies, they could no longer sit still.

The Yan Party is in power and holds most of the power.

This is necessary to maintain the wall.

Power is also behind the new policy.

All this power has been divided up, so what role do we have left?
So the speculators could no longer sit still and walked out of their homes, shouting towards the capital with a loyal look on their faces.

Emperor Jiajing was a sentimental man and comforted them one by one.

Then came the appointment of officials.

Resettled one by one.

If only that was it.

But this group of old monsters focused their attention on Jiang Qingzhi and the new policy.

The palace was hosting a banquet for this group of old monsters, and during the banquet someone said that the young people were not acting prudently enough, and that we should steer the ship and keep watch for them.

What does this mean?
Jiang Qingzhi is a man of few words and not very reliable in his work. We still have to rely on you to implement the new policy.

Wang Yiqi and others immediately launched a counterattack, starting with the biogas tank, and listing the achievements of the Mohist School and the New Deal one by one. They even implicitly mentioned the results of the struggle in the past few years.

You weren't waiting at that time!
The old monsters sneered and said that Jiang Qingzhi would inevitably run into a wall when he went south this time, and then it would depend on His Majesty and us to clean up the mess for him.

After all, both sides were members of the imperial party, so this secret war was imminent and they retreated after one battle.

These people are not giving up. Some say that the Mohist school has been in decline for many years, and how much knowledge has been inherited? Otherwise, let's go and take a look?
Although the speculators are members of the imperial party, they also have another identity, which is...

“They are Confucians!”

Li Tian held the child in her arms, while Chang was teasing her grandson with a rattle in her hand. "Your father said that those old monsters are also from the Confucian school. They seem to support the new policy, but after all, they have different ideas from their son-in-law. What is the so-called..."

"If we don't share the same ideals, we can't make plans together." Li Tian looked much whiter and plumper. "Those people are going to the Mohist base outside the city to pick faults today."

"When my son-in-law is not here, those people are bullying others!" Chang sneered, "Your eldest brother came home yesterday and said that the scholars in the capital are watching the fun, saying that the people around His Majesty are fighting among themselves. I think it's dangerous for my son-in-law to go south, and these people want to stab him in the back."

Li Tian suppressed her worries and said, "Yes! Those people attacked the Mo family just to distract my husband who is far away in the south."

"Shameless!" Chang cursed, and then teased her little grandson, "Dapeng said but?"

The child giggled.

……

Many old monsters went out of the city today.

Together with more than thirty people accompanying them, the group arrived at the Mohist base outside the city in a mighty manner.

Zhou Xia is waiting.

"Hello, seniors." Zhou Xia's address was very subtle.

Seniors...you and others once fought with the scholars for many years. So, we are now comrades in arms, right?

There was kindness in Zhou Xia's words.

The old monster in the lead was called Sun Di. He said calmly, "The Mohist School has been in decline for a thousand years. I am quite surprised to hear that it has reappeared. However, the art of mechanics is inferior after all. To study, we still have to start with Confucianism."

The aggressive approach of these people was expected.

But Zhou Xia didn't expect that they showed hostility from the very beginning.

Zhou Xia saw Xia Yan.

Xia Yan came with two guards and waved at Zhou Xia, indicating that he should wait for him to communicate with these old ghosts.

Zhou Xia smiled and said, "May I ask Mr. Sun, can Confucianism strengthen the Ming Dynasty and resist foreign invasion?"

Who is Zhou Xia?

Jiang Qingzhi's eldest disciple. When Jiang Qingzhi is not in the capital, he becomes the leader of the Mohist school.

Therefore, when faced with the pressure from these old monsters, others would choose to retreat, but he could not retreat even an inch.

Once he retreats, he will represent the attitude of the Mohist School and Jiang Qingzhi.

So, he stared at Sun Di with a sharp gaze, "Mr. Sun, what is your opinion on this? I am all ears."

Sun Di said calmly: "Educating people's hearts is the key to governing. Mechanical techniques will only make people's hearts change... I and others came here today to ask Mohism if it is willing to integrate into Confucianism?"

What do rulers fear most?
People's hearts are fickle and their hearts are no longer the same.

They hope that the people are stupid and only know how to follow orders.

Work like a slave.

Sun Di proposed to integrate Mohism into Confucianism, which actually meant to annex it.

Xia Yan sneered. He knew that these people wanted to gain the favor of Confucianism... A group of speculators who chose to show goodwill to Confucianism at this time were worried about being implicated after the failure of the new policy.

In full view.

Zhou Xia smiled slightly, "Why not integrate Confucianism into Mohism?"

Everyone: "..."

(End of this chapter)