First Minister of Ming Dynasty

　　 On the dusty road, two children, one big and one small, walked slowly.

　　 Next to them is an empty field, with only a few trees, standing alone, most of the bark has been stripped, so that the hungry people can use it to satisfy their hunger. When spring begins, these trees will not sprout again.

　　 There is not a lot of weeds on the ground.

　　 There is nothing to eat, the boy moved hard step by step, and every step he took, he had to pay a huge price... Suddenly, he seemed to step on something under his feet, and he slipped and fell to the ground.

　　 The little guy behind him was terrified and squatted down hurriedly, pulling the boy's arm hard, trying to pull him up.

　　 "Don't, don't bother."

　　 The young man's voice was weak and his breath was dying, he asked the little guy to come in front of him.

　　 "Mu, Mu Ying, I, I am not going to be. You, you go east, go, go to Haozhou. As long as you have a breath, don't stop... Maybe, maybe there is a way to survive."

　　 After the boy finished speaking, his eyes turned black and he fainted unexpectedly.

　　 didn't know how long it took, he opened his eyes and found that the little guy was still lying beside him, with **** eyes staring at him.

　　 Seeing that he was awake, Mu Ying laughed with joy, even though there were still tears on her face.

　　 The boy is full of helplessness, silly boy, you guard me, don’t you die with me!

　　 "Mu Ying, listen carefully, hurry up and go, I met a noble person, you, you can still live..."

　　 The child didn't move, just staring at the boy silly.

　　 "Why are you not obedient! You, you can save me if you live!" The young man urged heartily.

This time the child seemed to understand. He got up with difficulty, staring at the young man, and finally took a step forward. It was just that he took two steps out and had to look back. Stunned and ran forward.

　　 Muying left, there was only one young man left, and waves of fainting came, and there seemed to be the sound of wolf howling in the distance, and his life might not last long.

　　 What parents hate, what destroys the Yuan Dynasty, don't even think about it. Their family belonged to the wormwood in the troubled times, and they died silently...

　　 I hope that kid is Lao Zhu's godson Mu Ying, I hope he can kill a few more officers and soldiers, and it is a revenge for their family.

　　 Tears flowed down from the corner of the boy's eyes.

　　His name is Zhang Ximeng, from Jinan.

　　 The family is also regarded as a famous family. The uncle's name is Zhang Yanghao. He is not only a big official, but also a great Sanqu master. Both the officialdom and the literary world are quite prestigious.

　　 It’s just that it happened more than ten years ago. Zhang Ximeng’s father did not participate in the imperial examination as an official.

　　 But since the eleventh year of Zhizheng, the Red Turban army has risen on both sides of the Yellow River, the imperial army has suppressed bandits, and the Red Turban army has attacked and killed everywhere.

　　 Daddy Zhang thought twice and decided to go south to seek refuge with relatives, but Daddy Zhang, who has been studying at home for many years, knows the sinister outside.

　　 It didn't take long to go, and they encountered government blackmail, and again and again, they were less and less soft. There was only one servant left.

　　 What's more terrible is that his son Zhang Ximeng got sick and vomited and diarrhea.

　　 The Zhang family looked at their son's sallow face and was getting thinner, and they felt more distressed.

　　 I want to return to my hometown now, but I can’t do it anymore, I have to bite the bullet and go forward.

　　 They walked into the wilderness on this day, Zhang Ximeng's condition suddenly worsened, he even convulsed, foamed at the mouth, and Zhang's husband and wife were anxious.

　　 "Master, you and your wife are guarding the young master. I'll go ask the doctor and buy some medicine."

　　 Father Zhang frowned, "Where are you going to find a doctor in this wild country?"

　　 The servant said: "When I just came over, I seemed to have seen a village. Let me try it."

　　 Father Zhang muttered, "Can you do it right? Should I go too?"

　　 The servant hurriedly waved his hands, "Madam can’t take care of the young master by herself. Don’t worry, the master will come back when you go."

　　 Daddy Zhang nodded, and the servant hurriedly ran away with his **** pouting. It took him more than an hour to leave. Seeing that the sky was dim, he still did not return.

　　 "What's the matter? What's the matter with Lao Wang? Isn't this anxious!"

　　 Father Zhang was complaining when he suddenly found that his wife's face was pale, her lips trembled involuntarily, her body shook, and she almost fell.

　　 "You, are you sick too?" Father Zhang was so frightened that he quickly helped his wife, "Don't scare me!"

Mrs. 　　 was taken aback for a while, and suddenly burst into tears, "It's over, my bag of jewelry is gone!"

　　 Father Zhang was shocked. They had no money on them. The only thing that was worthwhile was the soft jewelry that the wife carried with her. It was her dowry, and there was a small baggage to keep.

　　 "It must have been stolen by that mean and unwilling thief while I was thinking of my son!" The lady was almost fainted with anger.

　　 Papa Zhang was taken aback for a moment, and he understood what was going on. Pharaoh must have taken the jewelry and ran away with the doctor on the excuse. What a damn!

　　He, his family has been working in the Zhang family for three generations, and he has never treated him wrongly. At this time, he stole the jewelry and ran away.

　　 Daddy Zhang stomped his feet with anger, turned and left.

　　 "Master, you can't catch up!" Madam exclaimed.

Father Zhang snorted, "Who is going to chase him? I'm going to find some medicinal materials for my son. I have also read medical books, yes, it can do it!" After saying that, he ran away and ran down to the nearby mountain. .

　　 An old scholar, can he understand medicine?

　　 Don’t underestimate people. If you don’t be good, you will be a good doctor. If you can’t heal the country, you will go to the people. Many medical experts must be scholars. After reading the book, you will naturally understand the pharmacology.

　　 It’s just that Mr. Zhang is still very far away from the famous doctor. In normal times, he definitely won’t mess around, but at this point, he has no choice but to use a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

　　 He ran out for almost two hours, and when it was dark, he was out of breath and came back with some herbs.

　　 "Quickly, boil water for my son to drink."

Madam 　　 didn't know if it would be useful, so she could just boil the water on the fire according to her husband's instructions.

　　 When the flames rose, the husband discovered that the husband's cheeks and arms had broken wounds, blood oozing out, and dark red scabs formed.

Madam 　　 looked in her eyes, her nose was sour, she couldn't help crying. Although their family is not rich and wealthy, it is also a middle-class family. There are servants to take care of them. How could they have suffered this kind of crime!

"I'm okay, don't care. As long as our son is okay, it's my incompetence as a father and hurt him!" Father Zhang looked at his son's haggard face and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and touched it with pity. Touch his son's forehead.

　　 Very coincidentally, Zhang Ximeng slowly opened his eyes in a coma, but his eyes were blurred, and he was surprised and confused.

　　 Father Zhang didn’t notice the abnormality. He only treated his son as he slowed down and said proudly: “Look, my medicine will work!”

Madam 　　 couldn't help laughing and cursing: "I'm fainted, haven't drunk it yet!"

　　 Daddy Zhang replied: "Then it was God's gratitude to our father and son that we were kind and filial, so that my son woke up. He must be fine."

　　 Father Zhang excitedly took off the clay pot, cushioned it with his sleeve, poured it into a bowl of drinking water, waited for it to cool a little, brought it to his son’s mouth, and poured it down.

　　 The boy drank the medicine like a wood, and the bitter taste filled his body, and he couldn't help but shook his spirit. As if returning to his soul, he raised his head and looked at the two people in front of him, who were also looking at him with concern.

　　They are... their own parents!

how come?

　　 Zhang Ximeng has a headache, is he an orphan? How can there be parents?

　　 Suddenly, the memory in his brain exploded, the tide was surging, and the boy's expression could not help but change again and again. He should have arrived in a strange time and space.

　　 After sorting out the memory again, Zhang Ximeng suddenly became uneasy.

　　 To the 12th year of Zhengzheng, Henan Jiangbei Province, Anfeng Road, Red Turban Army. Stone man one eye, provoke the Yellow River world to rebel... It's dying!

　　 If he didn't guess wrong, he reached the end of the Yuan Dynasty. After all, the one-eyed man is too deeply rooted in the hearts of the people, and it is simply a classic template for rebellion.

How could this be?

　　He is an ordinary college student, a kind of Buddhism. His biggest ambition is to take a civil service exam and serve the people honestly. That's all.

　　 pushed him into the chaos of the end of Yuan Dynasty, how can he live!

　　 And it is obvious that their family is in bad condition, they are on the run.

　　 Zhang Ximeng took a peek, his father, obviously is not so reliable, otherwise, how could he bring the family to a desperate situation?

　　 But what can he do. He is young and sick. His only hope is his father. I hope he can find a way to survive!

　　 Zhang Ximeng was exhausted at this time, unable to think at all.

　　 Perhaps it was the old man's herbal medicine that had the effect, and he fell asleep soon.

One night later, Zhang Ximeng felt a lot more comfortable, but his father was in trouble, "We don’t have anything left. Going to Jiangnan is not going to happen... The nearest one is Haozhou, but I heard that Haozhou was caught by the Red Scarf. The thief has taken it, I'm afraid it won't end well if it goes!"

Madam 　　 had no idea. She lowered her head and became sad again. If she is more careful, and the bag of jewelry is not lost, there is still some way to do it.

　　 Zhang Ximeng leaned against the carriage, and when he heard his father's words, his heart suddenly moved... Haozhou, isn't that the place where Lao Zhu made his fortune? Go to Haozhou and go to Zhu Yuanzhang! But how do you tell Dad?

Did you tell him that the future Emperor Hongwu is in Haozhou, hurry over, maybe he can still be a Conglong hero, and in the future he will get a gold medal to avoid death... Zhang Ximeng thought for a long time before whispering: "This world, official Regardless of the bandits, the Red Turbans may not be blue-faced and fangs, they may be more reasonable than the government."

　　 This sentence reminds Dad, is there not enough knowledge along the way?

　　 He had already seen through the virtues of the government.

　　 He doesn't know what the Red Scarf Army is like, but is there any other choice for the family?

　　 gambled!

　　 Father Zhang gritted his teeth, "Yes, I'll go to Haozhou, it's important to find a way to survive!"

　　 The old man made up his mind and the family of three left immediately. The mother took care of Zhang Ximeng in the carriage, and the old man took over from the old Wang and drove the car himself.

　　 Not far after they came out, the father suddenly stopped the carriage.

　　 Zhang Ximeng couldn't help but was taken aback, could it be any accident?

　　 He heard the sobbing cry. It turned out that there was a woman's corpse on the side of the road, and a child was lying on the corpse. He made the cry.

　　 The old lady poked her head out, and in her eyes, there was a wave of sympathy, but now they can't take care of themselves, where can they help others.

　　 "Master, let's go!"

　　 Father Zhang drove the carriage forward subconsciously, but his eyes were always fixed on the child, and his heart moved. The moment the child disappeared from sight~www.wuxiaspot.com~, the old man slammed the horse, and resolutely jumped off the cowl.

　　 "Master!" Madam whispered.

　　 Father Zhang sighed, "I have read books for decades, if only the world is dim, I will not be saved. Wouldn't the sages and sages be read for nothing?"

"Ximeng Wuer, when your uncle went to Shaanxi to help the victims, he was all the way to rescue the famine. When he encountered food shortages, he would bury the dead body. We Zhang family, at any time, can't just care about ourselves and die! "

After instructing his son, Dad Zhang passed by... Zhang Ximeng in the carriage was slightly startled, scholar, maybe, Dad is the kind of fool who always has good intentions, but it is the insistence of this kind of fool. This ritual is bad and happy, and the world is collapsed, and there is such a human touch that it will not be reduced to the **** of Abi...

　　 Zhang Ximeng felt for the first time that this old man still had merit. He could not move, so my old lady went down to help. After half an hour, the couple came back, and there was another child behind him.

　　 "I just asked his name. My child is Mu Ying. My parents are gone. Let's follow us from now on!" The old lady told Zhang Ximeng.

　　 Muying!

　　 Zhang Ximeng couldn't help but frown... How come you have the same name as Muying, the father of Qianguo who has guarded Yunnan for generations? Moreover, the age should be about the same in years, but it's a pity that they are not Zhu Yuanzhang and Queen Ma.

　　 Maybe this kid just doubled his name.

　　 Of course, if you get to Haozhou smoothly and meet Lao Zhu, Zhang Ximeng will not refuse if he is willing to accept this Muying.

　　 A joke, if it comes true, this kid will be the country's father who has guarded Yunnan for generations. Wouldn't he go to Yunnan to have fungus soup with him?

　　 Thinking of this, Zhang Ximeng finally burned a little hope, with a smile on his face, and everything would be safe...