Chapter 173 Descartes' Questions

The Ming army came out of the river and entered the chaotic India, which was itself a thing that could be done or not.

Instead of sending troops into India and fighting against the local kings, it would be better to let Mr. Ren, the governor of the Ming East India Company, sell more goods from the Ming Dynasty to the Indians, so that the profit would be greater.

That's what the country is like.

However, whether to advance or not is completely different for the army.

Only when a war breaks out can soldiers make money, make military achievements, and do whatever they want on the battlefield.

It is completely a dream to expect a group of soldiers to consider the country's major plans.

The Ming army has tasted too much sweetness in the continuous expansion of the outside world over the years. At this time, letting them completely quiet and stay in the barracks to eat bad military rations, which is more uncomfortable than death for them.

After the victory of the war, the army of all dynasties was very eager to return to the dynasty, but the Ming army was not like this. They felt that returning to the country was a torment.

When they think of the strict military discipline, strict laws, and numerous constraints in the country, they have no interest in returning to their country.

In the occupied areas, they are kings who do whatever they want, and they can do whatever they want and can do, in those places, they are the law and the rules!

They even believe that since the army changed its clothes, the number of soldiers who died in the battlefield has not even been executed by gunfire after being tried by military courts in China.

These bastards are used to being lawless abroad. When they suddenly return to China, they will naturally be rampant. However, it is okay for them to do this abroad. At home... not only is the Supervision Department staring at them, but the Ministry of Law and the Jingshi Department also staring at them firmly.

Military law is much more stringent than civil law. In this way, some people who have not died on the battlefield will often be executed by the Ming military law.

Yun Zhao never tolerated such a thing. Even though many criminal soldiers had made great contributions, the Ministry of War kept delivering memorials to the emperor for pleading. Unfortunately, the emperor pardoned 114 death row prisoners last year, and only three soldiers were there.

Even the death row prisoners in the army who were pardoned by the emperor could not continue to stay in the country. They would become the main force of various commandos. There is a high probability that they would die on the battlefield, and there were almost no one alive.

The reason why Xia Wanchun likes to lead troops to war is half of his idea to create a safe Western defense line for the Ming Dynasty, and the other half of his idea is to fulfill all his dreams of power in a foreign country.

He doesn't like a stern life in China. He likes the battlefield of blood and fire, and likes victory even more. He has endless desire for the glory brought by the occupier.

Of course, Yun Zhao did not immediately agree to Xia Wanchun's very rude request. If he wanted to send troops, he had to wait for the order from the Ministry of War and even the Prime Minister's Office to go to war. Without the order, he could not do anything.

"What kind of woman do you like?"

Yun Zhao had no interest in Xia Wanchun's desire to go to war. On the contrary, he had a strong interest in Xia Wanchun's marriage.

"Balnut!"

Xia Wanchun's decisive way.

Yun Zhao said lightly: "You can't marry a tree, so your parents will be very sad."

"Then I'll wait for Sister Yun Qing to grow up!"

Yun Zhao looked at Xia Wanchun deeply and said, "I heard that Han Xiufen has some dark-skinned beauties in her hands. Their skin is as smooth as black brocade, their bodies are as thick as buckets, and their lips are as full as sausages. How many are you going to marry?"

Xia Wanchun shook her head and said, "I have always regarded Yun Yan as my own sister."

Yun Zhao then showed a smile and said to Xia Wanchun: "The eldest daughter of Zhu Guozhi, the governor of Songjiang Prefecture, is about to turn 18 this year. She is a talented woman with poetry, songs, music, music, music, calligraphy and painting. I heard that your master's wife looks good, what do you think?"

Xia Wanchun shook her head and said, "It's too troublesome to be with such a woman."

Yun Zhao nodded and said, "It makes sense, but the second daughter of Ma Rulong, the governor of Ningxia Prefecture, has grown up. I heard from your master's wife that this girl is lively, looks like a flower and full-bodied figure. What do you think?"

Xia Wanchun said: "Yun Zhang likes this kind of woman, the master can ask him for his opinion."

Yun Zhao looked at Xia Wanchun coldly and said, "The sister of Niu Chengbi, the director of the experience department of the Prime Minister's Office, is exactly 18 this year. I have seen that child with my own eyes. He is a rare talent among the female students of Yushan Academy. What's more difficult is that his appearance is also first-class. What do you think?"

Xia Wanchun looked at the floor beneath her feet and said, "I don't like the ones who came from Yushan Academy. They didn't learn well, but they just learned a lot of inappropriate things..."

Yun Zhao suppressed his anger and said, "It seems that I don't need to say anything about Yang Yufu, the second in charge of Si Tianjian, right?"

Xia Wanchun sat on the ground and kicked her legs and said, "No one is good, I don't like any pig, horse, cattle and sheep you said."

Yun Zhao raised his leg and wanted to kick the cheating disciple. Xia Wanchun hurriedly shrank back. Yun Zhao retracted his leg angrily, took out a letter from his sleeve and handed it to Xia Wanchun and said, "Don't say I have never given you a choice. This is a marriage your father asked for you. It is Qian Qianyi's little daughter. She has changed the Geng Tie. As long as you return to Yushan, you can get married quickly."

Xia Wanchun took the envelope and stood up from the ground and said, "Actually, it doesn't matter who the disciple is married. As long as the master allows me to leave the army, the disciple will rush back to Yushan to get married, so that she can be pregnant in the shortest time and will not delay the army from leave the army."

Yun Zhao looked at the disciple who had become obsessed with the soldiers leaving the river and sighed: "It seems that the soldiers leaving the soldiers have become the common wish of the Western Regions Governor's Office, right?"

Xia Wanchun said seriously: "That's true. My disciples have been in the Western Regions for many years and have become familiar with every grass and tree in the Western Regions. Now, most of the places we occupy are plain Gobi and oasis.

We have few people and few soldiers, so we cannot deploy more defensive measures on the plains. Once the Ottomans and Arabs want to attack us, some of them can get into the gap, which will catch us off guard.

Only by occupying the dangerous mountains around the Western Regions and garrisoning troops in important locations can we effectively curb the enemy's ambitions and achieve the goal of using a few elite troops to ensure the safety of the Western Regions."

Yun Zhao reached out and patted Xia Wanchun on the shoulder and said, "Since you are eager to fight, then go, but you must restrain your intention to kill yourself. Don't let me be a good child, because of a war, you will become a demon."

Xia Wanchun even swallowed and knelt at Yun Zhao's feet, leaned his head against the master's leg and whispered: "The master is still me."

Yun Zhao stroked Xia Wanchun's head and said sadly: "Go early and come back soon."

Xia Wanchun kowtowed seriously and left the study room. Yun Zhao sat alone on the chair and was stunned.

He knew that when Xia Wanchun went there, the war on the land in the west would burn again, and it would definitely look like a thousand miles away from the barren land, and the people there would once again experience a purgatory life...

What's the solution?

Xia Wanchun wanted to go, Tian Hengbao and the others wanted to go, and everyone in the Western Regions Governor's Office wanted to go, so that's all.

The army needs to eat human flesh and drink human blood to become stronger.

The army itself is a monster that needs to be fed with victory after victory...

As for the devastation of life... the sin is on me.

At some point, Qian Duoduo brought Yang Mei in. At the same time, Yun Zhao also saw Li Guocheng pretending to be busy outside the study.

Yun Zhao's eyes fell on Li Guocheng. Li Guocheng, who was facing away from Yun Zhao, turned around suddenly, crossed Yangmei and Qian Duoduo, knelt in front of Yun Zhao and said, "Your Majesty, I would like to marry Yangmei Chief Manager."

Yun Zhao said lazily: "What you should ask for is bayberry, not me."

Li Guocheng slowly stood up and showed a smile on his swollen face, and then said confidently: "She will agree."

Yun Zhao sighed to the sky and said, "Idiot!"

Then, he left the study with his hands behind his back. Just as he walked out of the courtyard, he heard it very clearly and said in a cold voice: "Is that right?"

Yun Zhao shook his head. A smart person does not mean that he is excellent in all aspects. Li Guocheng is such a person.

“So arrogant…”

After studying the latest research directions of Yushan Academy, Mr. Descartes couldn't help but tell Little Descartes.

Descartes Jr. said: "Grandfather, are you saying that their research direction is wrong?"

Mr. Descartes said in confusion: "What the Ming people often say about the tree without roots and the water without source is the research status of Yushan Academy. Their foundation is not as solid as I expected, and the technical accumulation is not as strong as I imagined.

However, they rely on a little bit of wisdom to study many things that European scholars are still guessing out of thin air, and they have perfectly created them in the real world.

This is true for trains, telegraphs, generators... many, many inventions are true for them.

I used to think that scientific research is the same as building a house, with a foundation first, then a frame, and finally a house.

I can't see their foundation and frame, but it's strange that the complete house is located in front of us.

Is it really possible for someone to accomplish all this with just some fantasy?

This is impossible...

Not only do I have such doubts, but sociologists also have many doubts. They believe that the top-down county rule of the Ming Dynasty was actually a nearly perfect political model, but they abandoned this model in a life-long way and were extremely rough in abandoning this model.

Like scientific research, we cannot see a gradual process and directly give the answer.

My little Descartes, this is wrong, and it makes no sense.

I now have a very strong interest in this Ming Dynasty.
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