Chapter 553: Spouting Doggerel, Are You Planning to Enter the Institute of Dissection?

"Hey! It really is different; there's no difference on the surface." Zhu Zhu Yijun tried it and immediately felt the difference. There was no gunpowder in the firelock; Qi Qi Jiguang was mainly demonstrating the new firing mechanism.

At this time, Great Ming soldiers actually didn't like using flintlocks very much because the newly emerged flintlocks had many problems. The flint striking the flint to ignite the gunpowder required the hammer to strike the flint at great speed and force, which meant that when the soldiers loaded the medicine and pulled the trigger, they needed considerable strength to overcome the spring force generated by the reed, and the force was too concentrated, affecting accuracy.

Another reason was the expense.

Flintlocks were far more expensive than matchlock bird-guns. A bird-gun cost nine *qian* of silver, while a flintlock cost three taels. The fact that flintlocks were hard to use and expensive made the equipping of flintlocks difficult, yet there was a practical need for them.

Flintlocks had advantages that matchlock guns could not reach.

Matchlock guns were not allowed to approach artillery carriages or artillery positions because the matchlock's fuse was in a constantly lit state, and artillery units possessed a large amount of gunpowder. A lit fuse could easily send the artillery position to the sky—physically to the sky.

Therefore, on the battlefield, artillery was actually very dangerous because without the protection of infantry, once approached, it was equivalent to waiting for death.

The Great Ming Capital Camp had strict requirements: marching according to the drumbeat, walking 75 steps per minute, and ensuring that the shoulder-to-shoulder front of thirty *zhang* could not be deformed.

Of course, in a duel, it was an unparalleled sharp weapon, one step faster than others.

"The Master is a very stubborn person," Zhu Zhu Yijun said with great emotion. After resting in the Wu Ying Tower for a quarter of an hour, he left after washing up.

"The high mobility of the cavalry camp is still an advantage that infantry and artillery cannot compare to."

It seemed as if as long as there were artillery and musketeers, all problems could be solved.

"There is no way out to speak of."

"Qi Shuai has indeed made things difficult for the Master. The *Great Ming Collected Statutes* has just been printed and completed, and I have read the chapter on firearms; the summary is very comprehensive, but Qi Shuai immediately found some work for the Master," Zhu Zhu Yijun said happily, mentioning the detailed inclusion of military equipment in the *Great Ming Collected Statutes*. It had just been finished, and Qi Shuai had already updated it with new firearms.

Rapid response, rapid mobility, rapid intervention—these were things that musketeers and artillery could never do.

It was a gathering for discussion, not for seeking death.

"If it develops in the long term, the cavalry camp will only have a reconnaissance role left," Zhu Zhu Yijun said, looking at the training of the Great Ming Capital Camp, feeling a thousand emotions. With the near-pathological equipping of firearms in Great Ming, the space for the cavalry camp to play a role on the battlefield was becoming smaller and smaller. Zhu Zhu Yijun couldn't even see the ecological niche for the cavalry camp on the battlefield.

Whether it was a riddle or not was no longer important. To publicly criticize the Emperor in such a public setting was no longer the act of an ordinary madman.

The characteristic that the cavalry camp could be rapidly deployed was conducive to maintaining local loyalty and conducive to the unity and stability of Great Ming.

Qi Qi Jiguang's improvement made the flintlock mechanical structure a bit more complex. For tensioning, one could use a wrench instead of relying entirely on one's hand.

The "queue up and shoot" tactic looked simple, but it was actually very difficult.

A Confucian scholar stood up and said loudly, "Is the imperial court's interference really useful? No matter how beautiful the assumptions are when the decree is formulated, when it comes to execution, it is still the ordinary people who bear the cost. It is fundamentally impossible to escape this cycle."

"Yes, you are right; this is an unavoidable problem," Wang Qian first affirmed the other party's point of view. "That is why we need the 'Evaluation Law,' need clearing and elimination, need to fight corruption and catch greed, need to govern officials, and need to innovate!"

The Emperor's response revealed a terrifying fact: the inevitable decline and demise of Great Ming.

Qi Qi Jiguang didn't associate with Zhang Zhang Juzheng before; it was Qi Qi Jiguang who didn't go. He waited until the Emperor was young and strong before intending to continue the association. After all, it was no longer a case of a young ruler and a suspicious state, but Zhang Zhang Juzheng still avoided suspicion and didn't let Qi Qi Jiguang visit.

"His Majesty never does a losing business," Qi Qi Jiguang said with a smile.

The requirements for the firelock firing were stricter. Being able to fire three times per minute on the training ground was considered passing, which meant being able to fire 1-2 times per minute on the battlefield. After large-scale equipping of flintlocks, this requirement would be further increased: firing five times per minute on the training ground, and at least three to four times on the battlefield.

"It's passable." Zhu Zhu Yijun tasted Li Zhi's riddle again seriously. Determining that Li Zhi was not being sarcastic, he intended to listen to what he had to say.

On the other hand, flintlocks could be used for vigilance. At night, a constantly burning matchlock fuse was the best target, very easy to expose. When the enemy approached, it was too late to ignite the fire. Therefore, flintlocks that could be fired at any time became the best choice for sentries, beacon towers, and maritime patrol inspectors.

The "queue up and shoot" tactic required very strict training. Without strict training, it would lead to jokes. For example, in the Falanxi "queue up and shoot" tactic, musketeers were allowed to fire individually.

"No, but we are talking about forming factions!" The Confucian scholar's face turned even redder.

"I find that the Confucian scholars of our Great Ming are all like this. Either they speak of quick victory, expecting that if a decree is issued today, it will be fulfilled tomorrow and enter the Great Harmony society the day after; or they speak of quick demise, encountering problems and difficulties, especially complex problems, and instead of thinking of ways to overcome them, they surrender directly."

Speaking of this, Wang Qian couldn't help but puff out his chest. He was extremely proud of his father abandoning the Jin Party to establish the Labor Party, because this represented the political activities of Great Ming moving toward a new stage—a new way of forming factions based on "comrades walking together to find joy."

With the appearance of flintlocks, Great Ming could organize infantry to protect the artillery.

Wang Wang Chonggu was a treacherous official, not a base-born Confucian. He also patched his own decrees. The laborer-soldier regiments and official factory production were all in places with post roads or places where post roads were about to be built, ensuring they were within the radiation range of the Capital Camp elite soldiers.

"This wheel-type flintlock firelock also added rifling," Qi Qi Jiguang took out a brand-new gun barrel and handed it to His Majesty. This was the new gun barrel for the wheel-type flintlock. Like the *Pingyi* gun, it had rifling. Having rifling meant more gunpowder, having rifling meant greater precision, and it also meant it was more expensive.

In the Battle of Fontenoy, the Falanxi side lost a total of 7,200 people. After the event, the British-Dutch coalition forces calculated that 2,872 of the deaths were caused by Falanxi lead bullets—that is to say, they were killed by their own people.

The madman Li Zhi, a generation of masters of the Taizhou School of Mind—Zhu Zhu Yijun actually quite liked this madman. Many of his propositions were very interesting, such as criticizing the eight-legged essay, opposing fake moralism, opposing empty talk, advocating that "the people are precious, the monarch is secondary, and the state is tertiary," advocating equality for all, advocating freedom of marriage, advocating that both men and women should go to school, and so on.

Wang Qian frowned and said, "This world has never been the way you want it to be. We possess a long history—this is longitudinal experience. We possess the world's largest population—this is lateral experience. You neither look at longitudinal experience nor care about lateral experience, but just indulge in your own imagination and apply it to reality, and here you are spouting nonsense."

These two routes could not be said to be superior or inferior; they were two completely different battlefield applications, suitable for different environments.

This riddle was bold enough to reach the heavens. Ordinary people would only think the madman was rampant and wouldn't dare to investigate deeply. No one would think deeply about the answer. This way, Li Zhi could expound on his view of "breaking and then establishing, not breaking, not establishing." However, he still had a strong desire for survival and solved the riddle: it was Tang Xuanzong.

"This must be the famous Young Master Wang." A Confucian scholar laughed, stood up, walked to the opposite side of Wang Qian, looked left and right, and said with a smile, "I am not talented, a hermit from Quanzhou, surnamed Li, given name Zhi. I have met Young Master Wang. Is the other Young Master Huang who also loves to watch the fun not here?"

"I have met Young Master Huang." Li Zhi bowed again and said to everyone with a smile, "I have come to pose a riddle for Young Master Wang to guess. There are four sentences in total: 'The Emperor goes to steal an ox, the whole court of civil and military officials become petty thieves; the eunuch holds the daughter-in-law's hand, the child breaks his father's head.'"

Zhu Zhu Yijun looked at the words written by this Confucian scholar and then at the content he spoke, confirming that this person was a pessimist. What to do if the means of production were suspected to be too concentrated? The world would be in turmoil, and the redistribution of the means of production was an inevitable result.

If there were conditions, Qi Qi Jiguang would wish that the Capital Camp had 100,000 soldiers, all of whom were cavalry.

The "queue up and shoot" tactic looked like artillery bombardment followed by infantry charge, but the infantry charge also required high-intensity training to achieve results.

Wang Qian frowned and said, "This world has never been the way you want it to be. We possess a long history—this is longitudinal experience. We possess the world's largest population—this is lateral experience. You neither look at longitudinal experience nor care about lateral experience, but just indulge in your own imagination and apply it to reality, and here you are spouting nonsense."

This was obviously a made-up story, but fortunately, this story wasn't too outrageous. It didn't say he was selling his body, which was already quite good. Wild history was all about being wild.

Wang Qian stood up. He walked out of the private room, walked down the stairs step by step, looked at everyone, picked up the chalk on the table, circled the words "concentration of means of production" in the middle twice with force, and said, "Gentlemen, the problem is very clear. The core lies here. We need a strong and powerful force to interfere in this process."

"Very good. Equip the beacon tower scouts and maritime patrol inspectors with them." Zhu Zhu Yijun was very satisfied with the new firelock and began to inquire about the training situation of the new recruits in the Capital Camp.

On a battlefield filled with danger, maintaining the uniformity of the soldiers' movements—in the eyes of the Falanxi, only surrendering could achieve that.

Zhu Zhu Yijun clearly felt that pessimistic emotions were intensifying. Everyone felt despair toward this nearly unsolvable cycle. Of course, this was only in theory.

Qi Qi Jiguang did not agree with the Emperor's view.

The Emperor's heavy investment in the cavalry camp was definitely not a waste of silver. For example, this time entering Baoding Prefecture, the lair of the Yan family in Qizhou was destroyed. Why didn't Li Li Anren, the Magistrate of Qizhou, take back the Yan family mansion, but instead let the Embroidered Uniform Guards arrest them and bring them to justice?

The Great Ming Emperor chose to face public opinion head-on, which naturally created even greater public opinion. The four-stage method of playing dumb was not a bad response strategy. Regarding the question of whether people or donkeys were more expensive, the miscellaneous reports in the capital were like the sky turning upside down, eagerly discussing it.

"This is the significance of the imperial court's existence!"

"If demand weakens, supply must weaken because there is no profit to speak of. The land in the hands of the producers will very naturally flow into the hands of the meat-eaters, aggravating the deterioration of annexation." Another Confucian scholar stood up and added a line, drawing a line between "wandering and lazy refugees" and "meat-eaters." The relationship between supply, demand, and annexation had been discussed in detail in the early years of Emperor Wanli.

There were advantages, of course, and disadvantages.

"But it's all just infighting among you high officials!" This Confucian scholar waved his hand and said, "Is the party strife in the imperial court really about innovation? It has been ten years since the Emperor Wanli Reform, and the court is still dominated by your father's Jin Party and the Chu Party of the Duke of Jiangling. Even the Zhejiang Party is excluded. Calling it innovation is just a fig leaf."

"Why would Your Majesty think so?" Qi Qi Jiguang shook his head and said, "As long as mobility is still there, the cavalry camp has the effect of a final word. It is a battlefield force that cannot be ignored. When subjugating the *Bansheng*, if it weren't for Li Li Rusong leading the cavalry camp to nail down Wuchuan County, I fear Altan Khan would still be struggling."

"A simple escapement structure, inspired by a clock," Qi Qi Jiguang explained the change seriously. It was actually very simple: changing the spring steel to a spring mainspring and changing it to a wheel-type flintlock. This saved effort while being more precise.

A mob rushing over was just sending themselves to death.

Wang Qian discovered the root of the problem: the binary opposition of emotions was very obvious. It was either quick victory or quick demise; it seemed there was no need to discuss any middle ground.

It was precisely this laxity that caused the Falanxi to suffer in the collisions where the "queue up and shoot" tactic was applied on a large scale. In the Battle of Krefeld, the Falanxi lost to the Prussians; in the Battle of Fontenoy, the Falanxi lost to the English. Just from the first exchange of fire, they had already lost miserably.

The eldest son of the Huang family of Penglai set off from the Grand General's mansion again. He went to watch the fun this time. The concept of surplus value and the reflections it triggered had caused a huge uproar in the capital.

"Li Zhi, aren't these four sentences just trying to say: 'The monarch is not a monarch, the minister is not a minister, the father is not a father, the son is not a son'? The answer is two words: 'the state of the world.' Am I right or wrong?" Zhu Zhu Yijun asked loudly in the private room.

Wang Qian was terrified! This was speaking right in front of the Emperor! His Majesty was sitting in the private room, hearing everything clearly!

It wouldn't be excessive for His Majesty to walk out of the private room and take Li Zhi's head with one sword. This was cursing the father through the son. When did the Emperor ever steal an ox? The Emperor Longqing years were indeed poor, but not to the point of stealing an ox, right?

Let alone him, in the whole world, including Philip II, no one had that kind of strength.

They were close friends, but for the sake of Great Ming's state affairs, they had to abandon this friendship. Zhu Zhu Yijun felt very sorry about this.

"The Master won't let me go," Qi Qi Jiguang said helplessly. "The Master said that since the waist token was returned back then, it was all settled."

Li Li Longji and Yang Imperial Consort were never a love story. Yang Imperial Consort was the wife of Prince Shou and Li Li Longji's daughter-in-law. Even Li Zhi, who advocated freedom of marriage, thought this behavior was too free, which was why he used Li Li Longji to make up stories.

After Li Zhi solved the riddle, the Confucian scholars who had fled gradually returned. As long as they weren't publicly accusing the current Emperor, they could talk. The overall atmosphere of Great Ming was still very open and free. After all, Hai Rui, the upright official who scolded the "Daoist Master," was still an official in the court and was a divine sword against corruption.

"Heh, cowardly as a mouse." Li Zhi looked at the fleeing Confucian scholars and said with a smile, "With this kind of courage, you still come to gather and talk? It's not like you're saying it in front of the Emperor, what are you afraid of?"

"The Labor Party and the 'hometown factions' of the past that formed factions based on being from the same hometown, or the 'clan factions' that formed factions based on the same clan, are completely incomparable!"

"Let's talk about the Jin Party. Do you understand the Jin Party? Do you know who is still in the Jin Party now?"

"That is indeed the case," Qi Qi Jiguang thought for a moment and recognized the two routes mentioned by His Majesty. One followed the elite soldier route, the other was large-scale use. One required precision, the other focused on forming a barrage of lead bullets. One was individual assault, the other was line-formation lateral volley fire.

"Qi Shuai knows military affairs well. I understand now. That is to say, the cavalry camp built with heavy gold is still useful," Zhu Zhu Yijun said after communicating deeply with Qi Qi Jiguang, immediately indicating that Qi Shuai was right.

"The child breaks his father's head" refers to the fact that after An Lushan was killed, Li Li Longji returned to Chang'an and became the Retired Emperor. Tang Suzong Li Heng exiled Gao Gao Lishi to Wu Zhou, Chen Xuanli was ordered to retire, and Tang Xuanzong's own sister, Princess Yuzhen, moved out to the Yuzhen Temple. Li Li Longji became a lonely person.

In the "queue up and shoot" tactic, allowing free firing is equivalent to allowing mutual slaughter.

"Frozen three feet deep, it is not the work of one day. Accumulating earth into a mountain is not the work of a moment!"

And the fundamental proposition of the Labor Party, in short, is more goods to achieve material abundance.

Qi Qi Jiguang had not had any contact with Zhang Zhang Juzheng for these years, not even private contact.

"That sounds good, but isn't that just forming factions for private gain?!" The Confucian scholar's face turned red. It was clear that he was harboring resentment after defeat, which was vividly reflected in this Confucian scholar.

"The Jin Party has already effectively perished. They died together with Altan Khan when he was beheaded and displayed. What my father leads now is called the Labor Party! You don't know what the Labor Party is, do you? The 'labor' of craftsmen."

"Always changing and always new, the Master won't blame me," Qi Qi Jiguang also replied with a smile.

"Extremely stupid," Wang Qian flicked his sleeves and said. "Not to mention the case of Chen Qiao Chen Qiao Bixing, the Administration Commissioner of Shanxi, secretly colluding with the barbarians, and the former Governor of Sichuan, Luo Yao, being impeached by Duke Jiangling for the 'weighing-head case'—these are the two most typical cases of internal party clearing, which happened almost simultaneously."

"The Second Assistant's words are very true." Qi Qi Jiguang also recognized Wang Wang Chonggu's patch. The post road was the trench for the rapid deployment of infantry.

"Qi Shuai hasn't been to the Quanchu Guild Hall for these years, nor has he associated with the Master. In my opinion, there is absolutely no need to avoid him like this," Zhu Zhu Yijun said, mentioning Qi Qi Jiguang and Zhang Zhang Juzheng.

Li Zhi hurriedly said, "This isn't saying it's passable; it's just a doggerel made up about Tang Xuanzong's affairs."

Even if the Emperor wore the "Young Master Huang" vest, he was still the Emperor.

Now the concept of surplus value had completely connected all the previous political and economic reflections.

"The imperial court is also composed of individuals, and everyone has their own selfish desires. Decrees need people to execute them!"

This was the content summarized by Zhang Zhang Juzheng during the implementation of the Evaluation Law.

Wang Qian was not annoyed. He thought for a moment and asked, "Have you read Ouyang Xiu's *Essay on Factions*?"

The cavalry camp was still an indispensable and important force, especially for the conquest of the grasslands. Qi Qi Jiguang talked in detail about the application of the cavalry camp on the battlefield.

This was actually very difficult to achieve. Pace and stride length required long-term training, and the shoulder-to-shoulder front ensured the barrage of the "queue up and shoot" bullets.

The Emperor saw the power of the musketeers and artillery working together, but he didn't see their shortcomings. Their shortcoming was that deployment required complete logistics. Whether it was artillery or gunpowder, the test for logistics was huge, and deployment was slow. However, the mounts of the cavalry camp were themselves one of the means of transportation.

This kind of reflection was actually very, very dangerous; it would completely tear the society apart.

Qi Qi Jiguang's core philosophy was four words: "Speed is the essence of war."

"Over here." Zhu Zhu Yijun waved his hand in the private room, indicating his position. Everyone knew he loved to watch the fun.

After listening to Qi Qi Jiguang's introduction, Zhu Zhu Yijun suddenly realized and said, "I understand now. That is to say, in the future, Great Ming will have two routes for firelocks: one is the wheel-type flintlock, and the other is the spring-steel striking flintlock."

Spouting doggerel—are you planning to enter the Institute of Dissection?

This pessimistic emotion was brewing. This Confucian scholar seemed to have convinced most people. In theory, this looked like an unsolvable dead cycle. Of course, this was only in theory.

A Confucian scholar dressed in Confucian robes wrote a few words on a large blackboard and said loudly, "Surplus value is the difference between the value of production and labor remuneration. After we clarify this definition of His Majesty's, we naturally arrive at the inference that Great Ming must perish, because meat-eaters organize production for profit, for surplus value. Including the current official factory production and laborer-soldier regiments, they are all making the means of production more concentrated."

Zhang Zhang Juzheng always used Tang Xuanzong and the "Daoist Master" to talk about the difficulty of ending well. If the empire was riddled with holes when he left, a thousand years later, people would still take those things and make up stories, and they would be as ugly as possible. Who told you that you couldn't end well?

"Huang Young Master is indeed exceptionally intelligent! But actually, this riddle has another answer, and that is Tang Xuanzong." Li Zhi was stunned. He was already crazy enough, but there was someone even crazier than him.

Zhu Zhu Yijun's face turned black upon hearing this!

This madman was even more annoying than Lin Lin Fucheng. As soon as he appeared, he went straight for the Emperor, and even said the Emperor's father stole an ox!

"How are you talking! If you keep spouting nonsense, you should go to the Institute of Dissection!" Wang Qian's head grew big upon hearing this. This was a gathering for discussion, not a rebellion! How could he say such nonsense!

Of course, its structure was more precise, and while the cost was higher, it brought a higher failure rate. The firing success rate was only 80%, lower than the 87% of the traditional spring-steel striking type.

Even if the post roads extended to every corner of Great Ming, and musketeers and artillery truly became the protagonists of the battlefield, the cavalry camp, or rather, the high-mobility insertion formation, still had a necessity to exist.

This was also the reason for the precision of the wheel-type flintlock firelock, because it could utilize rotation to stabilize the flight posture of the bullet after it left the muzzle.

The *Pingyi* gun was a heavy gun. When used, it required three people to cooperate closely. It had a long range, great power, and was more precise. It was a firelock on the battlefield for breaking the armor of armored soldiers. The new wheel-type flintlock was an elite mode, with rifling.

According to Great Ming military regulations, it was not allowed to point the muzzle at anyone, not even oneself. Therefore, Qi Qi Jiguang took out a new gun barrel and asked His Majesty to inspect it.

The complex firelock loading and firing, the dangerous battlefield environment, the fear of death, etc. —allowing single-person firing seemed logical and natural.

Great Ming's flintlock self-generating firelocks had various shortcomings, but they were still being equipped with difficulty.

Zhu Zhu Yijun seemed to have made a losing business. The cavalry camp built with a large amount of silver seemed unable to exert its effect, and there was a trend of it becoming increasingly useless.

As for the spring-steel striking flintlock, the cost was cheap, the firing was fast, and well-trained elite soldiers could fire twice in one minute. However, the hit rate was extremely touching. This kind of flintlock required large-scale equipping to form dense formation firepower to ensure effective lethality—that is, the "queue up and shoot" tactic would be widely used.

A few cowardly Confucian scholars watching the fun immediately stood up, covered their faces, and left quickly, fearing that the fire at the city gate would bring disaster to the fish in the moat. Soon, some of the Confucian scholars participating in the gathering followed and left.

Making every individual in any collective ensure high moral standards is anti-human in itself. Wang Qian's argument to refute the pessimistic emotions of this Confucian scholar was that any collective needs to innovate and metabolize. A collective that cannot metabolize itself will inevitably move toward demise—from a family, a handicraft workshop, a merchant group, or a firm, to the imperial court and the empire, all are the same.

Tang Xuanzong Li Li Longji's father, Li Dan, had a life of ups and downs, and a tragic life. He was the only emperor of the Li Tang Dynasty to change his surname to Wu—the Wu of Wu Wu Zetian. Li Dan ascended the throne twice and abdicated three times. At his worst, he was demoted to the rank of Imperial Heir and sent to live in Xiangzhou, Henan. Some people also said he stole an ox.

"If there are too many wandering and lazy refugees, it will also destroy the meat-eaters' organization of producers' production." A Confucian scholar stood up and drew a line between "wandering and lazy refugees" and "meat-eaters." The ultimate destination of wandering and lazy refugees was often becoming bandits, and then starting to "borrow grain" everywhere. This borrowing of grain destroyed rural production and caused producers to slide further down the class ladder.

Qi Qi Jiguang's subjugation of Altan Khan was step-by-step. The reason he could do this was that the cavalry camp drove away the opponent's cavalry on the battlefield; otherwise, going outside the border would be endless harassment, and morale could not be guaranteed under such harassment. Li Li Rusong leading the cavalry camp to enter Wuchuan County was even more of a stranglehold on Altan Khan, leaving him unable to move.

Great Ming was a classical military empire, and military power was the most important and intuitive violence to maintain power.

Class books were all like this, needing additions and supplements. Even the abridged versions were the same, needing constant correction and errata to avoid omissions.

The wheel-type flintlock was more expensive, but very precise. At Zhu Zhu Yijun's level, within thirty steps, his hit rate could reach 100%. This was all fed by gunpowder; there was nothing to be proud of. Great Ming elite soldiers could achieve an 85% hit rate within thirty steps. This was the advantage of the wheel-type, and it could be used with one hand, making it convenient for use while riding a horse.

Because after Chen Mo settled the Yan family mansion, Great Ming's cavalry camp had already set off and would soon arrive in Baoding. Li Li Anren really couldn't put all his eggs in one basket and fight the Great Ming Capital Camp; he really didn't have that strength.

"Wang Wang Chonggu said the biggest problem with the laborer-soldier regiments and official factory production is sliding toward vassal towns. Only where there are post roads can there be laborer-soldier regiments. His statement and the 'speed is the essence of war' that Qi Shuai talked about are the same principle," Zhu Zhu Yijun thought about the discussion in the court today and found that they had the same effect, all to improve the Capital Camp's rapid deployment capability.

"Huang Young Master's solution is also not wrong. 'The monarch is not a monarch, the minister is not a minister, the father is not a father, the son is not a son'—that is, this messy world," Li Zhi looked at everyone and said, "I have an idea, gentlemen, don't be afraid."

"I think that if there is no representative of any collective in the court, then this collective does not need to pay taxes." ===== CHAPTER 554 =====