He is the prince. According to Ming's law, the prince is not allowed to participate in politics. Not only can he not have actual power, but once he is an adult, he must leave the capital and go to his own fief. In order to prevent treason in his own fief, he was not allowed to communicate with officials in the DPRK or the local government. He could only be a rich man and die alone. Fortunately, I have not yet performed a weak crown, and I am not an adult, so I can still stay in the capital. I must use my underage time to seize the opportunity to stay in the capital. Once I leave the capital and take office, I can only stay in the fief. If I want to make a difference, I will be suspected of rebellion and I will definitely suffer. To the impeachment of the supervisor. Time is running out, even if there is no opportunity, we must create opportunities.
Zhu Youjian closed his eyes and rested his mind, but he was not sleeping. Now he has to take advantage of the opportunity to recuperate and plan his future path for himself. Fortunately, as a minor, there is no need to go to fief, but in Beijing, how can I achieve my goals? This chaotic world at the end of Ming Dynasty...
"A troubled time?" Zhu Youjian seemed to realize that in a troubled time, military power is the most important. Political power comes from the barrel of a gun. This is the truth that the old man has proved in practice. If you want to save Daming and the disaster-prone Han nation, you must control the army. Regardless of whether you can become the savior or not, in the troubled times of the late Ming Dynasty, if you want to settle down, you must also control the army. Only when you control the army can your destiny be in your own hands.
But it is not easy to master the army. I have not experienced a military career or experience in leading troops. Although later generations are concerned about the military on the Internet, they are mainly concerned with the update of weapons. These new weapons are not used at all. I don't know anything about military training, let alone lead soldiers to fight. Moreover, as a prince, he has no opportunity to lead soldiers. In the Ming Dynasty, the prince had the same surname as his surname, he was eating pigs waiting to die. A woman without talent is virtue, and the princes are kept in captivity as ministers.
Zhu Youjian turned his body, his mind was still in the army, besides the army, he really couldn't think of any other way to control the court. He recalled the strong army in history, Yue Jiajun and Qi Jiajun, as if there was no scientific method other than hard training, cultivating a firm will, and training unrelenting courage. The old man’s army has combat effectiveness, mainly because it has political commissars in the army, and it is doing well in ideological work. He has no military experience, but has four hundred years of personal experience for later generations. Combining the two, with hard training and continuous ideological work, he will definitely be able to train a powerful army. Determined his line of struggle, Zhu Youjian's impetuous heart gradually calmed down. He has never been afraid of problems. Since there are problems, they can definitely be solved. He is afraid that there is no direction. If you don't even have a direction, no matter how strong your will is, you will disappear without a trace in the face of the cruel reality. A life without a goal is like a ship without a rudder, no matter how gorgeous and strong, it will eventually be annihilated in the sea like the Titanic. But the question is, as a prince, how can he enter the barracks and train a capable army
"Wan'er, Shui." Having just practiced the Promise Divine Art, plus the pleasure of clarifying the direction of the struggle, Zhu Youjian relaxed and suddenly felt thirsty. He is a prince and a patient. Of course, he doesn't need to do it himself.
"Here." Wan'er seemed to have been prepared, and immediately agreed, and then heard the lightly walking. I don't know whether it is a good habit cultivated in the palace or is afraid of disturbing the tranquility of the night.
Zhu Youzhen struggled to do it when Wan'er opened the door and came in. Water comes to stretch out your hand, it shouldn't be, should you feed yourself gracefully
"His Royal Highness, why are you getting up? You are a patient, and you are weak." Wan'er walked tightly two steps, came to Zhu Youjian's bed, and brought the water cup to Zhu Youjian, "The water is not hot, warm water, Just right."