Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Two days later, in the East Nuan Pavilion of Prince Rui's Mansion in Beijing.

Although the weather has gotten warmer, Dorgon still huddled in the East Nuan Pavilion most of the time, because he felt chills all over when he left the Nuan Pavilion, as if he had fallen into a hole in the ice.

When Cao Eryu walked into the warm pavilion, she felt chest tightness and shortness of breath, and it was too hot.

"Master." Cao Eryu lowered his head and reported, "Dorobelle Luo Luohun often goes to Yujun Palace these few days, and every time he will have long-term secret discussions with Yujun Wang in the study."

"What are they talking about?" Dorgon frowned.

"I don't know." Cao Eryu said, "Because the two of them dismissed others during the secret discussion."

"So, it must be some kind of shady business." Dorgon said in a deep voice.

After a short pause, Dorgon said again: "But it doesn't matter, they can't turn the sky."

While talking, another royal mansion wrapped himself in and knelt down and said: "Master, Jinghai hasten the delivery."

"Hong Chengchou's urgent delivery, there must have been a result!" Although he had no hope for the result of this battle, Dorgon still had a little luck in his heart, and immediately said to Cao Eryu, "Hurry up and submit it."

Cao Eryu quickly took the wax letter and handed it to Dorgon with both hands.

Dorgon scratched off the wax, and after reading the letter, he fell into deep thought.

After a long while, Dorgon asked Cao Eryu, "Have you finished reading the Records of Emperor Xizong of Ming Dynasty?"

"My lord, this servant has already read it." Cao Eryu replied, "But I just read it roughly, and I may not remember many people or things clearly."

"What are you afraid of? I won't test you."

"It's the slave who is worried that he will say something wrong and mislead the master."

"Misleading? You still can't mislead me. Let me ask you, how many plagues broke out in Ming Dynasty during the Tianqi Dynasty?"

"Plague? It's recorded in the Records of Ming Xizong, and there are quite a few times, almost every year. Among them, the plague in Shanxi in the third year of Tianqi was the most severe."

"Does this mean that plagues often break out in the dynasty?"

"Yes, there is no doubt about this. There have been many plagues in the Chongzhen Dynasty."

"I see." Dorgon nodded, and then asked Cao Eryu, "By the way, is the blockade of the Ming army closed?"

"Reporting to the master, the blockade of the Ming army has not yet been closed." Cao Eryu replied respectfully, "I don't know why, but the Ming dog left a gap four or five hundred steps wide outside the Fucheng Gate."

"Siege three gates and one, this is the Ming army's heart attack strategy." Dorgon said coldly, "But this is also good, otherwise if the Ming army really closes the blockade, the news of Beijing city and the outside world will be completely cut off." In this way, it will be difficult for me to know what Hong Chengchou's army is doing in time, and it will be difficult for me to convey my will to Hong Chengchou in time."

After Dorgon finished speaking, he raised his pen and wrote another letter, put it in an envelope, and sealed it with wax.

Then he handed the wax letter to Cao Eryu and said: "Send more messengers, make sure to send this letter to Jinghai, and hand it over to Hou Fangyu, and tell Hou Fangyu to burn it after reading it!"

"Hey!" Cao Eryu took the letter with both hands.

……

At this time, Chongzhen was climbing up the altar of earth and looking into the distance.

It's a pity that the height of the altar is not as high as the city wall, so you can't see the scene inside the city at all.

However, Chongzhen still knew from the memory of the original owner that the Imperial College was just across the city wall.

At that moment, Chongzhen asked Wang Jiayan who was beside him: "Wang Qing, I remember that the Beijing Imperial College is across the wall, right?"

"Qizou Shengshang, the opposite is the Imperial College." Wang Jiayan replied respectfully, but he felt a little emotional in his heart. It has only been five years since Jiashen's national disaster, but things have changed.

The Guozijian is still the same Guozijian, but the Guozijian is no longer the Guozijian.

Wang Jiayan went back to Nanjing last year, and even gave lectures at Nanjing Guozijian, so he knew that the Guozijian in Nanjing has changed beyond recognition.

The original Guozijian taught students mainly Confucian classics, supplemented by miscellaneous studies.

However, in today's Nanjing Guozijian, Confucian classics have been integrated into national studies, while the original agricultural administration, astronomy, geography, gold and stone and other miscellaneous studies have been elevated to the same level as Confucian classics, and physics, Mathematics and other disciplines, there is still half a day to practice equestrianism in the queue, Wang Jiayan doesn't know if doing this is a blessing or a curse?

Chongzhen turned his head to look at Wang Jiayan, and asked, "What does Wang Qing think of Nanjing Guozijian?"

Wang Jiayan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart. Sometimes he really felt that the Holy Majesty knew how to read minds, as if he could see through the thoughts of his subjects. For example, when he just thought of the Nanjing Imperial College, the Holy Majesty asked him what he thought of the Nanjing Imperial College.

Chongzhen smiled and said in a harmonious voice: "Wang Qing, you don't have to have any scruples, you can speak freely."

Wang Jiayan respectfully answered yes, and said: "My lord, I think the discipline setting and teaching method of Nanjing Guozijian are quite innovative, which can be said to be unprecedented."

Chongzhen smiled, if nothing unexpected happened, the next step would be nothing.

Sure enough, Wang Jiayan changed the subject and continued: "However, as a school that trains officials for the Ming court, the teaching content of Nanjing Guozijian seems to be a bit different."

In fact, Wang Jiayan still had one more ugly thing to say.

In essence, Nanjing Guozijian has almost become martial arts.

Most of the trainees are warriors, fearing that they will not be able to govern the country well.

Chongzhen also knew that Wang Jiayan saved face for him, but he didn't care about it.

At that moment, Chongzhen said with a smile: "Wang Qing doesn't need to save face for me. You actually want to say that Nanjing Guozijian has been reduced to martial arts, and all the trainees are martial arts masters, right?"

Wang Jiayan's expression became a little embarrassed, and he thought that this was what you said yourself, Your Majesty.

Chongzhen smiled and said: "If I tell you that I want to build Nanjing Guozijian into a martial arts school for training military officers, don't you feel surprised?"

The current Nanjing Guozijian is a hodgepodge.

But in the future, disciplines such as physics, chemistry, and mathematics will be separated one by one and become independent colleges or universities like medical schools and naval schools. At that time, Nanjing Guozijian will become a pure military academy.

The sole mission of Nanjing Guozijian is to train qualified professional military officers for Ming Dynasty.

"I'm not surprised." Wang Jiayan said, "But I have something to say."

Chongzhen asked back: "Wang Qing wants to say that warriors cannot rule the country, but will only lead to national turmoil, right?"

"The holy lesson." Wang Jiayan said sincerely, "Throughout thousands of years of Chinese history books, it is not uncommon to see warriors ruling the country, but there are very few people who run the country well. Not to mention the turmoil in the country caused by the military generals who control a large army."

"I completely agree with what Wang Qing saw." Chongzhen actually expressed his support, which surprised Wang Jiayan.

After a short pause, Chongzhen said again: "To tell you the truth, Wang Qing, I don't intend to let the sons of King Qin and the Nanjing Guozi Jiansheng enter the officialdom. It is absolutely impossible, they can only serve as errands in the Ministry of Internal Affairs or hold various military positions in the army."

"This..." Chongzhen's statement was somewhat beyond Wang Jiayan's expectation.

In the past few years, the Ming Dynasty has been booming, but the civil official group headed by Lu Zhenfei is very clear that Daming's ZTE has almost nothing to do with their civil official group.

The revival of the Ming Dynasty was completely created by Chongzhen leading the scholars of Prince Qin.

Therefore, according to common sense, after pacifying the slaves and thieves, they should enter the stage of meritorious deeds and rewards. Those who are diligent kings like Xu Yingwei and Yan Yingyuan will inevitably enter the center of power. As it should be, for this point, the Civil Service Group has already been psychologically prepared.

One emperor and one courtier, this is an undeniable truth.

Although the Holy Master is still the original Holy Master, the Holy Master is not the original Holy Master. After all, Meishan has already enlightened, so it is not surprising that the courtiers have been replaced on a large scale.

But now, the Holy Majesty told him that he did not intend to let Prince Qin and Guo Zisheng enter the officialdom.

Inadvertently turning his gaze to the direction of the Beijing Imperial College inside the wall, Wang Jiayan suddenly had a realization, and immediately said: "The Holy One wants to restore the Beijing Imperial College to train officials for the Ming court after the recovery of the capital?"

"Yes." Chongzhen said, "Nanjing Guozijian, Beijing Guozijian, one south and one north, one military and one article, Nanjing Guozijian trains professional military officers, Beijing Guozijian trains professional military officers! Professional military officers are responsible for leading troops to fight and expand territories, while professional civil servants Responsible for shepherding and guarding one side, governing the country, and the future cabinet minister must also be a student of the Imperial College in Beijing."

"Professional military officer? Professional civil servant?" Wang Jiayan felt very novel.

But I feel that these two new words of Chongzhen are very accurately defined.

At that moment, Wang Jiayan asked again: "How to set up the disciplines of Beijing Guozijian?"

Chongzhen said thoughtfully: "Since it is an institution for training professional civil servants, it naturally has to focus on it. The proportion of Chinese studies must be greatly increased. In fact, the discipline setting of Nanjing Guozijian also needs to be reformed, but these are not urgent in advance. Determine the candidates for the alcove offerings for the Imperial Academy in Beijing."

Well, Beijing hasn't recovered yet, so I'm considering candidates for the Beijing Imperial Academy.

If Dorgon could hear the conversation between Chongzhen and Wang Jiayan, his lungs would explode.

However, Wang Jiayan had no doubts that the Ming army would be able to regain Beijing, and immediately recommended a candidate: "Mr. Liu Lishun was the number one scholar in the seventh year of Chongzhen, and he wrote good articles. Yu Jingyi also has unique insights. Regardless of qualifications, reputation or ability, they are all qualified for the post of Beijing Guozijian Jijiu."

Liu Lishun was also one of the Jiuqing who followed Chongzhen to break out from Beijing.

Moreover, Liu Lishun is also taking the most typical route of storage. According to the unspoken rules of the officialdom, Liu Lishun will definitely join the cabinet in the future to serve as the Prime Minister, and it is most suitable to serve as the Imperial Academy's sacrificial wine.

But Chongzhen didn't think so, he didn't like the unspoken rules of the Ming Dynasty.

On the contrary, Chongzhen preferred the official rules of the Song Dynasty: the prime minister must start from the state.

Therefore, an official like Liu Lishun is not suitable to serve as the sacrificial wine of the Imperial College in Beijing.