The Ming Dynasty started with caution

"I think it's not possible! Military officers have little education. If they decide the affairs of the nine frontiers, won't it bring disaster to the court?"

This is one of the reasons why Qin Hong is worried.

Military officers have been practicing martial arts since childhood and only read military books. Some of them don't even read military books and directly lead troops to fight.

If they are allowed to decide major events in the court, there will be chaos.

Liu Jian and others nodded. Except for the Confucian generals, people like Duke Ying and Duke Baoguo were not as knowledgeable and talented as the six ministers.

Especially Duke Baoguo Zhu Hui, who followed his father on the march at the age of sixteen. Where would he have time to study?

Yan Chengjin fell into deep thought.

How can civil officials decide battlefield affairs if they have never led troops to fight?

The Ming Dynasty did not have a clear definition of military generals.

Civil officials can fight, and eunuchs can also fight, but military generals and eunuchs cannot be transformed into civil officials. Civil officials can only be selected through imperial examinations.

The panic of the civil officials is out of fear of losing control of the army.

The interests of the entire civil service group were infringed, and it was expected that the whole court would oppose it.

Military generals are too powerful and will pose a threat, but is it good for the civil service group to be too powerful? It is not good either.

For example, Yan Song, Xu Jie and even the Donglin Party were powerful enough to influence the court. As can be seen from the demise of the Ming Dynasty, they were also bad policies.

Zhu Di and Li Shimin seized the world by force, and military generals had status in the court, and civil officials also had status in the court, and the world was prosperous.

Only by suppressing the military with civil, and controlling the civil with military, and balancing each other, can the development of the Ming Dynasty court be beneficial.

This is the third level of thought, and Yan Chengjin cannot reveal it yet: "I have never thought so far.

I just want to set up the Wuzijian to solve the urgent need of the court to have no generals available.

The equality of civil and military officials means that civil and military officials of the same rank can meet without ceremony, and the nine frontiers are still under the control of the Ministry of War.

Moreover, the Wuzijian is under the jurisdiction of the Ministry of War, Mr. Qin, you worry too much."

In later generations, there were thousands of books analyzing the demise of the Ming Dynasty, and Yan Chengjin naturally saw further than Liu Jian and others.

Li Dongyang and the others pondered, can we trust what this kid said?

Emperor Hongzhi cast a puzzled look at Liu Jian, Lord Liu, it's your turn to make a decision?

Liu Jian remained silent. There were indeed no young and good generals available in the court. Regardless of how to balance civil and military affairs, the cabinet was always the government office that drafted for His Majesty.

Yan Chengjin looked at Li Dongyang and Wang Hua respectively. The two held the banner and had no intention of helping him.

He thought for a moment, took out another hand from his sleeve and prepared: "Your Majesty, please look, this is the order issued by me. I only perform the duty of supervision and will never interfere in the affairs of the Ministry of War."

Emperor Hongzhi opened the order and took a look.

Instantly, his face twitched fiercely: "Why is your father the one who suffered the crime for the order you issued?"

Yan Chengjin said in a secretive manner: "The son is not educated, it is the fault of the father."

Emperor Hongzhi looked ugly, but felt that it made sense. He suddenly remembered that evil son... This son should not be talking about me.

Xiao Jing passed Yan Chengjin's order down and took a sneak peek.

Wow, it's written like a bullet. It took a lot of effort, right?

Qin Hong snorted: "Do you really only want to set up the Wuzijian?"

"In front of your majesty, I never do anything to deceive you."

You are obviously timid, and you say it so high-soundingly.

Li Dongyang looked away, hesitating whether to agree or not.

Emperor Hongzhi looked at Yan Chengjin, hesitant: "Can the Wuxuefu select generals for the court?"

This is what he cares about most.

Regardless of whether there is a precedent, as long as it is beneficial to the court and can achieve prosperity and great governance, it is a good policy.

Yan Chengjin folded his hands and bowed: "I am 30% sure."

30% plus 20% is 50%, which is not low. Emperor Hongzhi was weighing: "According to what Mr. Yan said, the Ministry of Works rebuilt Yongchang Temple as the Wuzijian Yamen."

Yongchang Temple was built by Emperor Chenghua for the evil monk Jixiao. Dozens of people were expelled and more than 400,000 taels were wasted.

After Emperor Hongzhi killed Jixiao, this magnificent temple was idle. Yan Chengjin often saw it when he went to and from court in the West Market.

Han Wen frowned: "Adding a new official system is a long-term strategy, and the cost is huge. If you can't choose an official system, what crime should you be punished for?"

Advising the reform will cost a price. If no one is punished, the court's money will be wasted.

"I am willing to resign as the Chief Censor." Yan Chengjin said, this is impossible. Even if I agree, Your Majesty will not agree, unless there are people like me who don't pick up money.

The officials were secretly delighted. This is what you said.

Emperor Hongzhi, however, had a stern face: "Your family, Mr. Yan, can't talk nonsense."

Liu Jian frowned and said: "Who will be the chief of Wuzijian?"

Qin Hong thought about it and realized that he couldn't hold the position concurrently due to the many affairs of the Nine Frontiers, so he chose someone from the Five Military Governor's Office.

Yan Chengjin said: "Wang Shouren is heading north to resist the Tatars. If he can win a big victory, why not let him be the chief of Wuzijian."

Wuzijian is a government office like the Imperial College, which requires ministers of the fifth rank or above to serve.

Wang Shouren likes to lecture the most and understands the art of war. It's best for him to be the chief.

Wang Hua's eyes lit up. As the chief of Wuzijian, he didn't have to leave Beijing.

Liu Jian and others nodded. The victory over the Tatars proved that Wang Shouren had the talent of a general.

After the court was dismissed, the Ministry of Works summoned craftsmen from the streets to renovate the Yongchang Temple in the West Market, transported bluestone, and paved the parade ground.

The imperial court issued a decree that all the descendants of generals, nobles, and Hanlin scholars could enter Wuzijian to learn military strategies.

The common people were not surprised when they heard the news. They did not pay attention to the news that had nothing to do with them.

Wang Yue was a professor at Wuzijian and was in charge of recruiting new students.

Five days later, Yan Chengjin brought Han Wen to the door: "Lord Wang should know Han Qianhu. In the future, Han Qianhu will be a student of Wuzijian."

Han Wen clasped his fists and bowed to Wang Yue. He was born in a military family. Everyone had heard of Wang Yue, the famous military god.

"I am your subordinate, and I am honored to meet you, Lord Wang."

Wang Yue looked worried and shook his head: "He is not as good as Wang Bo'an, and it is difficult for him to become a general."

Han Wen's face was red, and he was ashamed. He had been practicing spear and sword for many years, and he really knew nothing about reading: "I... don't accept it!"

"He is the chief priest of Wuzijian, and it is useless for you to not accept it."

Yan Chengjin said: "Han Wen is the descendant of Han Yong, Lord Wang is reluctant to do it, maybe there will be a miracle."

Wang Yue sighed.

The opening of Wuzijian should have countless descendants of the public to sign up, but after waiting for a few days, no one came.

"My dear nephew, with my two useless sons, there are only three of us. Can we still do it?"

Yan Chengjin shook his head: "It's not the number of generals that matters, but the quality. I'll find you another one."

He got on the sedan chair and came from the West Market to Chengxian Street, the mansion of the Liang family.

The doorman opened the door and saw that he was wearing red official clothes, and hurried to report.

Soon, he came out to invite: "Master Yan, the master invites you to the mansion."

The Kuan Mansion is comparable to the mansion with five entrances and five exits that His Majesty gave to Li Dongyang.

The courtyard in front of the main hall has more than 30 steps, offering mountains and rivers.

"Dad, I don't want to be a Jinyiwei. I want to eat and wait for death in the mansion. Don't worry about me."

"Go to the back hall! It's embarrassing. If Yan Chengjin hears it, he might impeach you!"

Yan Chengjin looked at the main hall. Liang Chu cursed and sat in the hall, waiting for him to come.

"Why did you come to see me?"

"The Wuzijian is short of people, I want to ask your son to fill in the vacancies."

Liang Chu frowned, and was so angry that he almost slammed the table and said, "Do you think my son was born to fill in the vacancies for you?!"

Yan Chengjin said seriously, "Mr. Liang, don't be angry. The Wuzijian is a place to train good generals. Your son is a captain of the Jinyiwei, and he can only be a military officer in this life. Why not let Wang Yue try, maybe he can be a general?"