First Minister of Ming Dynasty

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Ma was in a good mood, opened the conversation box, and talked to Zhang Ximeng about Zhu Yuanzhang, saying that when Old Zhu was a soldier, he was particularly able to eat, and he didn't have enough meals, so he went to the kitchen to steal carrots to eat.

Such a long green radish was eaten in a few bites, and even the mud was not washed.

When she saw it, she thought it was fun, so she left a few pancakes for Lao Zhu. Such big and thick pancakes were gone after three times. His belly was a bottomless pit... They came and came to know each other, Ma. He also helped Lao Zhu wash the clothes. His clothes were dirty and smelly, and others didn't bother to take care of him.

The more Ma he talked about, the happier he was. He was about to pick out Zhu Yuanzhang's dark history.

Just as she was about to talk about how the two would make a marriage, a tall figure appeared behind Ma's.

"Ahem! Sister, you are pregnant now, go back and have a baby! I beg you!"

Ma was startled, and suddenly smiled. She didn't speak, but just raised an arm. Lao Zhu quickly supported her, "Be careful, don't knock, if you're okay, don't always drink, but also for your stomach. For the sake of the children in here..."

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed in a low voice, like an old mother, mumbling, helping Ma, and going to the back to rest.

It is very rare that Ma did not continue to say anything, but just went back honestly.

"Father is really kind to my mother." Zhu Ying sighed, then he looked at Zhang Ximeng seriously, and asked, "Big brother, when will you get married, and find me a sister-in-law? I can look forward to it!"

"You are looking forward to a fart! At a young age, do you know what marriage is?"

"Why don't I know! Isn't it just eating together, sleeping together, and having monkeys together! By the way, you told me about it!" Zhu Ying said.

Zhang Ximeng nodded, then looked at his virtues, and said seriously: "Your kid can really give birth to monkeys if you go on like this! I ask you, how many points did you score in this exam and how many times did you get on the exam?"

Zhang Ximeng was too lazy to entangle with Zhu Ying, so he took the initiative to attack.

Sure enough, Zhu Ying couldn't stand it anymore.

"I, I'm almost a top class."

"Oh! Is that B waiting?"

"Nor!"

"That's the third class?" Zhang Ximeng's voice gradually became severe.

Zhu Ying wailed for a while, lowered her head, and secretly said: "Yes, it's Ren.

"Ren?" Zhang Ximeng was stunned, A, B, C, D, there is no such thing!

Something's wrong!

A, B, C, D, Wuji, Gengxin, Rengui!

"You, you get the ninth class!" Zhang Ximeng clenched his fists in anger, and wanted to kill him!

"I, I was wronged!" Zhu Ying cried frantically.

"What are you doing wrong? Even if you put your foot on the floor, you can't write the ninth class! I still want to thank you for reviewing the gods, right?" Zhang Ximeng can't bear it anymore, Zhu Ying, a bastard, really owes a lesson!

I also count on your boy Yongzhen in Yunnan. With this virtue, how can I drink fungus soup safely?

Zhang Ximeng punched people, while Zhu Ying was hiding, while arguing, "It's really not my fault. Mr. took an essay, let us write about wealth."

"You, how did you write?"

"I, I wrote that people are not born and have wealth, and they must be gathered... they can kill rich people, plunder neighbors, uproot and eliminate evil, and the money will come!" Zhu Ying was wronged, "I, where do I write wrong?"

Zhang Ximeng was stunned, and it seemed that he was right!

wrong!

"You kid tell me, what is your husband's standard answer?"

Zhu Ying tried hard to recall, "My husband said, money should be obtained in a proper way, farming should be cultivated, the officials should get few, the people get more, the rich should be kept by the people, and the world will be governed by the people. What kills the rich and robs, that's what the unruly barbarians can do, and I don't allow me to talk nonsense."

Zhang Ximeng understood, thought about it, but smiled again.

Although the topic is simple, it is quite interesting.

Is it possible that someone is now applying rouge to Zhu Yuanzhang?

There is a way to make money. He may not be wrong to say so, but it is just too much of a spring and autumn style, which inevitably covers up the core of Zhu Yuanzhang's policy.

It's like talking about the industrial revolution, just talking about the invention of the Jenny machine, the invention of the steam engine, technological advancement, and the development of production...but never talk about world aggression, opening up the market, and plundering the world, obtaining sufficient capital. You can invest in technology and build factories.

Sometimes, the castrated truth is even more harmful than a deliberately fabricated lie.

After all, this seems to be a question of historical interpretation power. Beautifying Zhu Yuanzhang is of course beneficial to Zhu Jiajun, but it is also more important to record history truthfully and present the real situation to future generations, so that future generations can learn from the experience of the predecessors.

Otherwise, wouldn't it be a vicious circle of self-deception!

And to explain Lao Zhu's success as benevolent governance, kingly way, and love for the people, then it should be the three principles and five constants, the interaction between heaven and man, the emperor and the minister, father, father and son... Sure enough, everything can enter the door of Confucianism!

"Brother, you judge, who is right and who is wrong?"

"I care about who you are right and who is wrong!" Zhang Ximeng grunted: "If you stretch your crotch so much for the little bunny test, you are the one who lost me... Let's go back and tell your husband, let him take the time to experience the division, I I want to talk to him."

This time it was Mu Ying's turn to be stunned. When others failed in the exam, they were all called to see her husband. Why did she get to the eldest brother and become her husband to see his parents?

What's the reason for this?

But it seems to be nothing, who makes the big brother different! Maybe he gave me a few words, and my husband dare not embarrass me from now on. Zhu Ying is quite beautiful, sure enough, within two days, he called her husband to the experience department, waiting for my elder brother's indoctrination!

Mr. Yang is a very ordinary private school teacher. He has a good family. He read a lot of books in his early years, but Yuanting's imperial examination is really cheating. He has not passed the exam several times, so he can only return to his hometown and open a private school. .

Until Zhu Yuanzhang occupied Chuzhou, more people wanted to go to school, and the private school was expanded into a government school. Mr. Yang also received a salary in it, which is regarded as a public food, but it was given by a group of red thieves. Was it his luck or misfortune?

Mr. Yang didn't know how to describe his mood at the moment.

This is the first time he has stepped into the red thief's yamen.

As a link between the past and the next, the institutions inside and outside the hub are much busier than expected. Mr. Yang failed to meet Zhang Ximeng directly and had to wait outside for a while.

He also took the opportunity to observe and pay attention to the work of the experience department. He found that it was very busy here. It was all young people coming and going. Everyone was holding official documents in his arms. He didn't know where so many things happened in a mansion... At this moment, suddenly There was a loud voice, and something big happened!

It turned out that it was Zhang Shicheng, the sincere king of Gaoyou, who sent a handwritten letter asking Zhu Yuanzhang to send troops for assistance.

The letter is very humble, even to the point of flattery.

However, Zhang Ximeng didn't even look at it, so he threw it aside.

At this time, several officials of the Department of Experience, including Lu Zhou, looked at Zhang Ximeng dumbly.

"That experience...this is a letter for help, you can't wait to take it lightly, let's leave it to the superior!"

Zhang Ximeng glared, "What is the decision... Maybe King Cheng has a little trouble, but we shouldn't send troops."

Ruan Hongdao, as the second-in-command of the Department of Experience, broke down. Not long ago, Zhang Shicheng came to ask for help. Zhang Ximeng said directly: Everything is fine, nothing happened.

Now he said that even if it is a little troublesome, he still shouldn't send troops.

What should I do next?

"What if you get rid of all the cities and conquer Gaoyou, what should you do?"

"Then it seems that something should be done, but we can't do anything."

Ruan Hongdao was anxious, "Experience Zhang! If this is the case, wouldn't it be sitting and watching the Yuan army conquer Gaoyou and sweep the world! What shall we do then?

"Then we said it would be great if we did something at first, but now it's too late!"

"you!"

Ruan Hongdao Qiqiao was born with smoke. He gritted his teeth and gritted his teeth. "Mr. Zhang, do you treat your superiors like this? Could it be that you deliberately slowed down because you did not become a councilor and take charge of the board of directors?"

Zhang Ximeng said with a sullen face, "Ruan Hongdao, it's about Ruan Du! What you need now is to follow the arrangements of the experienced officer. If you are not satisfied, you can go to the higher position. If you dare to talk nonsense and break up the bureaucracy, I will immediately Ask to punish you!"

Ruan Hongdao was helpless, only lamenting, the current situation is really too bad.

Tuotuo led the soldiers to go south, and Zhang Shicheng's initial response was simply a disaster.

He first sent two brothers and led the troops to take the initiative to try to stop the Yuan army. As a result, he collided with the morale of the Yuan army and suffered heavy losses.

At this time, Zhang Shicheng wrote a letter to Lao Zhu... requesting troops.

As a result, when Zhang Ximeng was here, nothing happened.

After that, the Yuan army divided its forces and captured Yancheng and Xinghua, which was tantamount to swinging out his left arm and slamming against Gaoyou... At this moment, Zhang Shicheng sent the second letter.

Faced with this letter, Zhang Ximeng's attitude is still very simple.

There may be a little friction, but nothing needs to be done.

Follow this rhythm~www.wuxiaspot.com~ and wait for Zhang Ximeng to say that it would be nice to do something at the beginning, but it was too late. Zhang Shicheng can start the banquet, lively and lively, blow a song of birds facing the phoenix, and send His Royal Highness to heaven!

Once Zhang Shicheng is over, how can Chuzhou be preserved?

The sad and desolate sorrow of rabbits and foxes enveloped everyone, including the officials under Lao Zhu.

So what exactly is Zhang Ximeng doing?

"Actually, there is nothing to say... the situation is almost the same as we expected. Zhang Shicheng underestimated Yuan Ting's determination and did not have a careful countermeasure. He suffered a miserable defeat at the beginning, which is reasonable!" Zhang Ximeng calmly analyzed.

There were only four people present at the meeting. Jia Lu gave a light cough, "That said, but the defeat was indeed too fast and too miserable! According to the secret report, at this moment, in Gaoyou City, Zhang Shicheng has less than 20,000 soldiers and horses. Outside It is the Yuan army of hundreds of thousands like wolves and tigers, I think he may not be able to defend it!"

Jia Lu just said directly that Zhang Shicheng would definitely lose, and Li Shanchang obviously had the same view.

Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a long time, and said: "If Zhang Shicheng really can't keep it, he will be lost to Yuan Tarzi. It is useless for us to save. We can only arrange soldiers and horses in various places to fight the Yuan army to the death!"

Lao Zhu made up his mind, but Zhang Ximeng said, "Master, Zhang Shicheng was born as a salt dealer, and his staff are all salt workers... Does the master know the hard work of salt workers?"

Zhu Yuanzhang was startled, "We... don't know!"

Jia Lu squinted his eyes and thought for a while and said: "The salt workers are really hard. They have to carry two hundred catties of brine, and they walk barefoot all year round, whether in winter or summer. After working for a few years, joint pain and pain will arise. In the bone marrow, life is better than death!"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help being surprised, and Zhang Ximeng seriously said, "If I didn't guess wrong, Zhang Shicheng is much stronger than we expected! Maybe it will never reach the fourth stage!"