The Ming Dynasty started with caution

Eight days after Liu Jiang was ordered to march north to fight, news of the defeat came.

After reading the urgent military report sent 800 miles away, Emperor Hongzhi was shocked.

"The Tatars deliberately showed their weakness, then led the cavalry to attack and captured Liaodong City, and Liu Jiang led his troops to flee."

There was an uproar in the hall.

Yan Chengjin's eyes moved slightly, just as Wang Yue expected. Liu Jiang was the general of Datong and had rich experience in defending the city.

But Liaodong had no city walls for defense, and fighting without a city made it vulnerable.

Many generals of the Ming Dynasty were like this. Leaving the city walls, they were easily defeated.

Therefore, the Tatars always liked to lure the Ming army out of the city. In the historical materials of the mid-Ming Dynasty, there were many battles of clearing the countryside.

The Tatars had a tactic that was famous in later generations.

After the battle, they deliberately showed their weakness to attract the Ming army to pursue them. They fled back more than ten miles, changed to energetic horses again, and turned back to charge.

The Ming war horses were exhausted, and the cavalry was killed by them.

Therefore, when the Tatars fought, they often led several horses.

"Where is Wang Yue?"

"Lord Wang has asked for leave."

Emperor Hongzhi pursed his lips, slightly angry, and the hall fell silent.

Liu Jian pondered, "Today, Wang Yue handed a self-impeachment memorial to the cabinet. Wang Yue really wants to retire."

Yan Chengjin looked up. Old Wang impeached himself and resigned in order to retire?

"I don't allow it. Wang Qing's family has frightened the Tatars. Isn't it a pity to retire?" Emperor Hongzhi said regretfully.

Li Dongyang and others nodded helplessly.

Yan Chengjin pondered and wanted to build a general's house in the capital.

Wang Yue is already seventy years old. Qin Hong is the same age as Wang Yue, and Chen Shou is sixty years old. However, there is no young general who can take on the important task. The nine frontiers of the Ming Dynasty will inevitably decline gradually.

The reason why the Ming Dynasty was prosperous and the military was weak was not because of the lack of talents, but because of the system.

Although there are military examinations, there is no academy to train military generals. Military generals are transformed from civil officials, and civil officials read military books on their own and have no practical experience.

Wang Yue is old, and it is inevitable that he will be killed by the Tatars, and the morale of the Ming Dynasty will decline further.

Since he cannot go to war, it is better to pass on the military strategies he has learned throughout his life to the world.

However, it is easy to establish academies in the Ming Dynasty, but it is extremely difficult to establish military academies to teach military tactics.

Just like the court does not allow the market to recruit soldiers and horses, prohibits the trading of war materials, and teaches leading troops to fight, everyone can be a general and everyone can rebel.

When all officials were silent, the voice of the Censorate sounded: "Your Majesty, there is no permanent victory in war, so it is better to let Wang Yue retire. It is time for Wang Shouren to go north."

Emperor Hongzhi and Li Dongyang were slightly stunned.

Forgot about this dull scholar?

Wang Shouren led the Ryukyu soldiers to defeat Satsuma, but the officials did not know the detailed battle report, so they did not understand Wang Shouren.

Moreover, in their eyes, a small country like Satsuma is far less terrifying than the Tatars.

There is nothing to praise if they win the war.

"Wang Shouren is an official of the Ministry of Justice, isn't that bad?" Xiong Xi asked with a stern face.

This guy recommended Wang Shouren again.

Qin Hong was moved by his love for talent: "Your Majesty, why not transfer Wang Shouren to the Ministry of War?"

In this way, sending Wang Shouren to the war would be justified.

Emperor Hongzhi frowned. Although Wang Shouren had never fought against the Tatars, he was one of the few civil servants who had fought.

It was appropriate to transfer Wang Shouren to the Ministry of War, and it was also a legitimate reason.

"Convey my decree, transfer Wang Shouren to the Ministry of War as a doctor, and go to Liaodong."

Wang Mansion,

When Wang Shouren received the imperial edict, he was not surprised. Whenever there was a war, Brother Gao would definitely recommend him.

To establish a life for the people and to open peace for the world is the only way for him to become a saint.

Wang Hua on the side cried loudly, and was transferred to the Ministry of War.

Going to war in the future will be a common thing. Yan Chengjin, that dog official, clearly promised him that he would not recommend my son again.

"Father, don't worry. The child will definitely come back safely."

"You know nothing. Your grandfather will beat me to death!"

Wang Hua wiped away his tears, feeling extremely wronged.

Miao Kui didn't know what to say, but felt that Wang Hua was a little pitiful. He naturally knew that the Tatars were terrible.

Attacking the Tatars was different from the Li people who had no military preparations.

The Tatars were not only well-trained, but also taller than the Han people, strong as tigers, and good at charging and fighting.

I heard that Wang Yue's body was also covered with knife wounds.

"Hey, the situation in Liaodong is urgent. His Majesty asked Lord Wang to go to war immediately and set off early."

Wang Shouren went back to the house to pack up. His grandfather was playing chess with someone by the moat. He wanted to leave the house before he came back to avoid sadness.

"Father, take care. I'm leaving."

Wang Hua sat in the hall, slightly moved, but looked aside.

On the other side, Yan Chengjin came to Li Dongyang's house, but Li Dongyang didn't come back.

"You can go to the central hall first and wait."

Walking through the main hall, the pavilion in the middle of the pond came into view.

The fat maid Feng Jiao covered her face and exclaimed: "Miss, Lord Yan is here!"

Li Qing'e turned her head slightly and saw Yan Chengjin, wearing a red unicorn robe, walking towards the pavilion.

"My daughter has met Lord Yan. My father has not yet left his post."

"I know that Miss Qing'e can weave cloth?"

The fat maid smiled and answered: "Miss, you can also make clothes. This piece of cloth is woven for the master. Miss, why don't you make one for Lord Yan?"

Yan Chengjin was stunned for a moment. This fat maid always shocked him and was likable.

But being lonely in the mansion is not boring because of such a maid, right?

He Neng was full of smiles and said, "Feng Jiao, you are so kind to the young master."

"Fine one tael of silver."

He Neng knew that he had interrupted the young master's speech, so he quickly stepped aside and was as quiet as a cicada.

Li Qing'e saw Yan Chengjin wearing ragged clothes several times.

Recalling that his mansion was shabby, Lord Yan should also be a poor person: "My daughter was born in a humble family. She knew how to weave before entering the Li Mansion. It just so happens that there is a surplus of cloth woven for my father. If Lord Yan doesn't mind, my daughter can weave one for you."

Yan Chengjin nodded: "Do you have a ruler?"

"What does Lord Yan want a ruler for?"

"Measure the size."

The atmosphere in the pavilion suddenly became quiet.

Instantly, the maid Feng Jiao was as quiet as a cicada seeing a ghost.

"If there is a surplus, make two for Dad, so that the fat water will not flow to outsiders."

At some point, Li Dongyang stood behind Yan Chengjin, like a ghost close to him, glaring at him.

You kid sneaked into the hall again!

Yan Chengjin felt the heavy breath on his neck. He thought it was He Neng, that bastard, but it turned out to be Li Dongyang.

Turning around, he saw Li Dongyang staring at him angrily.

"Why are you here in my house? Didn't I tell you to report first?"

Li Qing'e looked worried and advised: "Dad?"

"I have something important to discuss with Lord Li. This matter concerns the next hundred years of the Ming Dynasty. It may bring disaster." Yan Chengjin came to Li Dongyang to establish a school in the capital, and Wang Yue gave lectures.

Li Dongyang frowned. This guy has an advantage, that is, he is extremely frank.

It was related to the hundred years of the Ming Dynasty, which aroused his interest, but in the court, except for the war in Liaodong, there was no other important matter, and he was very curious.

"Come with me to the main hall."

Yan Chengjin nodded slightly to Li Qing'e and followed Li Dongyang to the main hall.

He Neng, however, stayed in the pavilion and said with a flattering smile, "Miss, you know the size of the young master."