Cannon Fodder Is King [Transmigration]

"Who?"

Xiao Deren raised his head fiercely and stared at Meng Zezhi. Where else could he care for the manners of emperor and minister, he confirmed with an incredulous expression: "You, are you talking about the commander of the Golden Guard?"

Because Emperor Taizu was born in poverty, the most intolerable thing in his life was that officials were corrupting the law and oppressing the common people. So after the establishment of the country, Zhijinwei was founded. He was in charge of monitoring hundreds of officials, balancing the court, safeguarding imperial power, collecting military and political intelligence, in charge of penal prisons, and having the power of inspection and arrest, and he was directly responsible to the emperor.

The leader of Jinwei is the commander, equivalent to the spy leader of later generations.

"Correct."

Xiao Deren said with great difficulty: "The minister remembers that no woman has been an official since the Dayang Dynasty established itself as an official."

"Yes, you remembered correctly." Meng Zezhi replied lightly: "I, a good man."

"amount."

With a long tail, a few old scholars couldn't stand the stimulus, turned their eyes and fainted on the spot.

"Master Liu... Master Song..."

The court immediately became a mess.

Meng Zezhi stood up immediately, and was about to declare the emperor, he saw Xiao Deren kneel down, and persuaded him painfully: This book, how can we, how can we make such frivolous and absurd remarks."

The implication is that you can secretly engage in men, but you must never take it to the table.

In their cognition, it is not surprising that the style of splitting and breaking sleeves has existed since ancient times. Even in this court, it’s not that there are no officials who have raised **** workers and contracted brothers, but do you think anyone has accused them?

No, it's because they enjoy male **** at the same time because they are not in groups of wives and concubines, and children and grandchildren. Therefore, in the eyes of the people who regard the succession of Chuanzong as the right way, they can only be regarded as elegant and hobbies.

It happened that Meng Zezhi was here, for the sake of a man, he regarded the succession of his ancestors as a child's play, and abandoned his ancestor's foundation.

Isn't this, this is the work of the faint king?

When the ministers heard that, how could they care about the officials who passed out, they knelt down one after another: "Long live, think twice!"

"Aiqing is very true." Meng Zezhi's tone was full of approval, and then the voice changed: "It's just that I have decided, and I have been enamored with Lu Li for a long time, so I must accept him for a lifetime. A story about a couple."

The implication is that he is not even ready to give birth to a child.

"Long live--" A group of civil and military officials were all heartbroken: "Confused."

Is it a good story to be with a man forever? It's a stinking thing for thousands of years.

"I'm not confused." Meng Zezhi said in a good voice, "I'm not going to give birth, don't you still have King Rui, King Zhao and others? Don't worry, Aiqing, I'm still well-prepared in big things."

"Can this, this be the same?" The hundreds of officials were instantly biased by him.

"Why is it different." Meng Zezhi replied, "This throne is not about whoever I let sit."

His words were overbearing, and the officials were speechless for a while.

After all, you can't say that this is inaccurate, it's going to be off your head.

"Long live," Lu Zengxiang stood up: "To divide peaches and break sleeves, after all, is contrary to the principle of yin and yang of the world, and the monarch of a country, who is going to be the heir of a man and pass it out, is it not to make the people of the world and all the vassal countries laugh at him? In this way, the imperial court is ashamed, where is the long live majesty? It is even more so that the traitorous nephew can take advantage of this. If things go on like this, the country will not rule the country!"

This is clearly saying that if Meng Zezhi insisted on going his own way, he might threaten his rule.

"They dare not." Meng Zezhi said Yoyo.

Not to mention that most of the civil and military forces in the Manchu dynasty are his people. Those who are qualified to rebel are just a few of them. One is the remnants of the previous dynasty, and the other is the clan relatives of King Rui.

It's not bad to be able to take this opportunity to seduce the remnants of the previous era.

As for King Rui and the others, he was ‘bred in captivity’ in the capital at the moment, and every move was under his nose. They dared to make changes, and Meng Zezhi dared to raise the butcher knife again.

What's more, maybe it's too late for these clansmen to be happy when they heard the news. After all, Emperor Ning Wu has no queen, doesn't it mean that their descendants will have the opportunity to become the next emperor?

The most important thing is that there are more than 20,000 soldiers and horses guarding the capital from Shenjiying, so why can't he sit still on the Diaoyutai.

——The formation of the original Shenji Battalion consisted of 5,000 officers and soldiers. After Meng Zezhi succeeded to the throne, he transferred half of his troops to the sea trade fleet, and transferred 10,000 officers and soldiers from military camps such as Xiaoqi, Qianfeng and Jianrui. , Taizhou and other military camps transferred 10,000 naval divisions into the Shenji Camp.

At the same time, hundreds of skilled craftsmen have been recruited from the South. Today's Firearms Bureau can produce more than 1,800 guns and 20,000 base ammunition every month.

In the current Shenji Battalion, more than half of the officers and soldiers are equipped with muskets.

And this is where Meng Zezhi's confidence lies.

Otherwise, how dare he throw this gun out.

This reason was too strong, and the officials choked. But they still didn't give up, and wanted to persuade again: "Long live..."

"Okay." Having said everything, Meng Zezhi was a little impatient: "Let's talk about it here today and retreat."

After speaking, he got up and left the Gate of Supreme Harmony.

Tao An reacted and hurriedly shouted: "Retreat to the court."

Returning to Zhaoren Hall, Meng Zezhi said: "By the way, all the extra eunuchs and maids in the harem will be released. Anyway, there will be no new masters in the palace for a long time, keep them. It's also a waste of money and food."

"Yes." Tao An replied respectfully.

His elders are open to it, as long as Meng Zezhi is happy, it is better than anything else.

Speaking of this, it made Meng Zezhi remember one thing: "The saint said that the body should be skinned, and the parents should not be hurt. However, the **** system, because of the emperor’s family, will cause thousands of people to suffer heartbreaks. The pain of courage is really detrimental to reason and annihilation of human nature. Since this dynasty, the **** system has been abolished. All deacons used in the palace can be retained as usual, but no eunuchs will be recruited in the future."

The purpose of the former emperor's establishment of eunuchs was to need people to serve himself and many concubines and other members of the royal family, but also to avoid the adultery of imperial concubines and servants, so as to ensure the purity of his family's pedigree.

Meng Zezhi didn't need to take these into account, so he was happy to do a good deed.

Besides, didn't he send someone to castrate Zhao Yijing some time ago?

In the original plot, because Zhao Yijing didn't accept concubines or prostitutes, he stayed with Xing Xiaoya all his life. The love story between the two was written down by the time and passed down, and the name is left in the history.

Meng Zezhi didn't mind giving Zhao Yijing this treatment.

But you have to change your name, such as the last **** in China.

Just as he was talking, Lu Li came.

Upon seeing this, Tao An wisely greeted the maids who were standing by and retired, closing the door for them by the way.

Meng Zezhi stretched out his hand and pulled into his arms the person who was full of joy but not on his face. He sniffed the fragrance of his body, met his gleaming eyebrows, and the corners of his lips curled slightly: "Happy?"

Lu Li breathed slowly, and his eyes were red in an instant. He half-opened his mouth, and suddenly felt dry in his throat, unable to speak.

"It seems to be happy." Meng Zezhi squinted half his eyes, raised his chin with a hand, and printed it on it. While biting, he said vaguely: "If this is the case, shouldn't it be time to repay me."

Lu Qizhong was moved so much that he was naturally up and down.

When the love was strong, as if thinking of something, Meng Zezhi stopped moving.

"Huh?" With a long nasal sound, Lu Li opened his dim eyes.

"I'll show you a good thing." Meng Zezhi applied a little force, picked up the person and walked behind the screen.

As he walked, he said: "What the craftsmen of the Firearms Bureau just worked out the other day, look at—"

Lu Li raised his head, and in the clear and bright glass mirror, Meng Zezhi was neatly dressed and meticulous. As for him...

Xu was too ashamed, suddenly, he curled up his toes and gritted his mouth tightly.

Meng Zezhi snorted and leaned to Lu Li's ear: "Does it look good?"

It really was a bad embryo.

Lu Li panted lightly, but the corner of his eyes couldn't help looking down.

In the early dynasty three days later, Meng Zezhi specifically asked people to wrap a thick blanket on the pillars of the Hall of Supreme Harmony and the door of the hall in advance, and the impassioned people who would die with aspirations. The supervisor came by surprise.

After this tossing for a little half a month, all the officials who had vowed to fight Meng Zezhi to the end suddenly stopped, and they seemed to be as honest as they were.

On the contrary, Meng Zezhi was a little uncomfortable.

After the incident, he knew that Lu Li, suffocating in his heart, got out of the dragon bed, turned around and started to collect a lot of handles of these officials, and sent them to the head of their bed in the dark.

They had no choice but to succumb to Lu Li's lust.

But after the news spread, it naturally caused a stir.

Meng Zezhi was unrelenting. He chopped off the heads of the remnants of the previous dynasty, cut off the title of King Zhao who took the opportunity to jump up and down, and exiled more than a dozen candidates who uttered wild words. Reluctantly settled the chaos.

Only in private, Meng Zezhi's reputation is completely broken, as if it has become a pronoun for the unconscious monarch.

In this regard, Meng Ze knows that he does not care, he is now in power, and it has never been these scholars who want to win over.

Then, the Haimao fleet came back.

When Qian Boyu hurried back to the capital with thousands of carriages, it was time for a trial release.

Two-meter-long ivory, small red corals, piles of rhino horns, tiger bones, boxes of gold and silver, and a dazzling array of jewels, emeralds, and ambergris...

Look at the eyes of a crowd of civil and military officials.

"Long live, Weichen lived up to his entrustment and successfully completed the task." Qian Boyu was very excited.

"Aiqing has worked hard all the way." Meng Zezhi personally helped him up, and looking at the treasures of this place, his face was red: "Come, talk to me about what you have seen along the way."

"Yes." Qian Boyu Zhensheng said: "The minister's mission to the West took more than seven months and passed through more than 20 countries, reaching Krumos as far as he was (located at the exit of the Arabian Peninsula and the Persian Gulf). For details, the minister has ordered someone to draw a chart."

Meng Zezhi is not very interested in these, and he wants to know how the trade is going.

"...I'm crazy, I'm all crazy. One or two silver dollars a silk, even thirty taels of silver, can be sold for one silver and a pack (four boxes) of matches for a sky-high price of one or two gold... …On the contrary, the profit of porcelain and tea is only average, but it is okay to double it by five or six times."

"The minister went to sea this time and got a total of 65,000 taels of gold and 870,000 taels of silver. There are countless rare treasures."

Speaking of this, as if thinking of something, Qian Boyu immediately recruited his cronies, took a wooden box, opened it and presented it to Meng Zezhi: "Weichen is incompetent. Among those things that Long live ordered the minister to find, the minister only found this. "

Looking at the corn on the cob tied with a ribbon in the wooden box, Meng Zezhi's eyes lit up, and the pile of gold and silver jewelry was far less than the surprise that the corn on the cob in front of him brought him.

Meng Zezhi was ecstatic, and he asked quickly: "How many have you brought back with this thing?"

"No less than three thousand catties." Seeing Emperor Ning Wu's overjoyed appearance, Qian Boyu smiled even more on his face, not in vain that he tried his best to search for these things.

"Good, good." Meng Zezhi took a deep breath: "Aiqing's trip is a great contribution."

In the current Great Yang dynasty, although the level of farming is much higher than that of the previous period, the average grain yield per mu in the north and south is only three hundred and forty catties, and there are still many farmers who can’t get enough to eat.

Now that we have this kind of weapon that does not consume much land, has a high yield, and is not limited to the planting environment, it should not be difficult to solve the problem of food and clothing for the people within five years.