My God, I am the emperor, the lord of mankind.

Chapter 262 The Battle of Jinling 4
Yan Song thought in his mind, shaking his head silently and sighing.

The Fuwei Holy Dynasty governed the world with benevolence and filial piety.

On the surface, the entire empire relied on harsh punishments, but in fact it relied on Confucian moral ethics to maintain its existence.

Without the restraint of Confucianism on the gentry and the relief of the people at the bottom, the Ming Dynasty Law and the local guards and officials would only rely on the brutal suppression and plunder of the bottom class.

How many years can the empire last in this extreme confrontation between top and bottom?

Looking at it now, if the empire's navy can only be maintained by a group of smugglers and pirates, how will the face of the Celestial Empire and the dignity of the Confucian scholar-bureaucrats survive.

But now, even though he is equally unreasonable in his heart, as a close minister of the Emperor, every word and deed represents the majesty of the Emperor.

Yan Song looked at Qi Jingtong in front of him with serious eyes and a sincere expression, and he also raised his hands and spoke.

"The imperial court has set up sentries upstream. Once the fleet arrives, colorful arrows will be fired to spread the word. General, don't worry -"

"Thank you Yan Jijiu——"

Looking at the Imperial Academy scholar in front of him with his outstanding memory, it is said that all the documents he handles, no matter how long or short, only need to be reviewed by him.

They can all be memorized word for word.

Whenever the emperor asked, if he could not find the original, he would order someone to get pen and ink, write it down on the spot and submit it to the emperor for review.

After comparing the original with it, it turned out to be word for word.

His memory was extraordinary, he could memorize the entire article and classics with just one glance, and he understood their essence. In addition, he read a lot of books, which attracted the admiration of officials from both the government and the public. He was also praised many times by the emperor, and he always took it with him wherever he traveled. On the left and right, he is very valued.

Qi Jingtong naturally believed the words of Yan Song, a close servant of the emperor who was well-known in the government and the public.

"Then I will order the Shenji Battalion to prepare—"

Qi Jingtong nodded and said.

Yan Song nodded.

When leaving, Yan Song suddenly stopped Qi Jingtong who was about to go to deliver the order.

Qi Jingtong looked at Qi Jingtong who was confused and didn't know why the Imperial College official named Yan Song stopped him.

Yan Song blinked, remembering that the emperor was inexplicably interested in the family affairs of his ministers these days.

Although there is suspicion of gossip, it is just to satisfy Jun's father's damn bad taste.

Yan Song still suppressed the embarrassment in his heart and asked in a serious manner, as if he was talking about a serious business matter like the current conquest of the shark war.

"I heard that your lady has recently had a baby. Your Majesty is very happy to hear that your loyal minister has a baby... I wonder if the general has decided on the name for his eldest son?"

Although it's embarrassing, after all, you are a good emperor who doesn't do business. You spend all day staring at other people's back houses and hearing about their unborn children. Have you named them?
It really made Yan Song feel a little hard to speak.

Qi Jingtong in front of him was obviously stunned when he heard this.

Although I was murmuring in my heart that the emperor cared so much about his son's name.

But he still answered honestly.

"I have already discussed it with my old wife Zhang. If the man is a man, he will be Jiguang, and if the woman is Jimei..."

The middle-aged general in front of him, who was now 47 years old and had only received such a child when he was close to knowing his destiny, said this with a tone full of gratitude to the emperor.

"If it weren't for the secret medicine that was rewarded by the palace, there are three types of unfilial piety. The worst is to have no heirs. If the Qi family had no descendants, I would be the sinner of the family. Thank you, Emperor, thank you, Your Majesty..."

Qi Jingtong's gratitude to Zhu Houcong was not without reason.

According to the original history, Qi Jiguang was born seven years later.

Qi Jingtong was already 56 years old at that time, but his wife Zhang couldn't give birth to a son. Seeing that the Qi family was about to die, he divorced his wife in anger. Then his new wife Wang soon gave birth to two sons for Qi Jingtong.

The eldest son Qi Jiguang and the second son Qi Jimei.

Zhu Houcong had some understanding of the family background of the future Ming Dynasty God of War.

We know that the root cause of the Qi family's inability to give birth to a son is likely to be Qi Jingtong's first wife.As a modern young man, Zhu Houcong naturally could not encourage his officials to marry young wives.

So when he returned to Beijing, he asked Wang Zuo to pick some elixirs from the medicine garden in Xiyuan that were beneficial to women's body conditioning and send them to Qi Jingtong - and by the way, in order to confirm one of his conjectures, he added some other things to them.

And it is claimed that this is a miracle medicine that can cure infertility.

Although the previous generation of Emperor Zhengde died without any children, it seems that this statement is not very credible.

But after Zhang took the medicine and Qi Jiguang successfully gave birth to a new baby during exercise.

The news that Jin Yiwei had a secret medicine specially designed to treat infertility spread like wildfire in Beijing. Wang Zuo, who sensed a business opportunity, relied on Jin Yiwei's land in Xiyuan to produce it and sold it to Beizhen Fusi. He burst into tears. Made a small fortune.

Of course, Zhu Houcong's side must pay tribute.

Seeing the performance of elixirs from another world in this world provided Zhu Houcong with a new idea.

It seems possible to fundamentally change the Ming Dynasty through a gentler means.

Therefore, under Zhu Houcong's order, Xiyuan occasionally allowed the Forbidden Army to flow some elixirs or weapons into the hands of powerful people in various places who controlled resources and had a certain ability to bear risks.

Trying to use profits to drive them to make secondary improvements to these low-level elixirs, popularize cultivation and commercialize them.

This originally had nothing to do with Yan Song.

However, we adhere to the principle of using it to death if it is easy to use.

Zhu Houcong simply asked Yan Song to supervise shipbuilding in the southern provinces, and then gave him the task of verifying the cultivation of elixirs by powerful and wealthy businessmen in various places who were ordered by the emperor to work with the government to try to transplant elixirs.

As long as Niu Ma keeps working, he doesn't have to think about how to live as a person, overtime wages, vacations, promotions and other unrealistic issues...

"Very good!"

Yan Song got the answer and smiled awkwardly.

"Then I will return to His Majesty first!"

The two said goodbye.

See Yan Song walking away.

Qi Jingtong immediately focused his gaze, summoned the camp officer in charge of the artillery camp in the Shenji Camp, and immediately gave the order.

"Instruct all artillery battalions to immediately check their weapons and equipment, aim at the mouth of the river, and drive everything in the river ashore!"

The artillerymen of Shenji Battalion immediately took orders.

The artillery formation that had been prepared for a long time began to gradually unfold as the heralds riding horses shuttled back and forth among the army.

Under the advice of Frankie's gunner, who had been trained in the Iberian mountains all year round, the Ming army improved the composition of the gun mount so that it could slide faster after being equipped with rollers and be able to climb over more obstacles.

These people from all over the world have different races and beliefs.

But at this time, without exception, they are all fighting for the same purpose.

Completely expel these evil spirits from this land.

The Miao people in Guangxi and the Qiang and Tibetan herdsmen in the southwest stood together and worked hard with the Han soldiers in the interior to pull the iron cannons out of the muddy ground.

After readjusting the angle, Frankie's gunner and the Hanlin Academy officials nervously measured the wind direction and the humidity in the air.

The Mongolian dignitaries were on horseback, and under the orders of the bachelor of the Ministry of Industry, they waved colorful flags over and over to the elite soldiers on the other side of the river, asking them to retreat to a safe place and prepare to welcome the sea of ​​sharks who would soon be expelled to the shore. Weird impact.

"Test firing at Position [-]! Prepare each sequence!"

As the bachelors of the Hanlin Academy finally calculated the possible deviation range that the current environment will cause to the ballistics.

Officials from the Ministry of Industry were also cautiously adjusting the muzzle scales with the artillerymen of the Shenji Battalion.

(End of this chapter)