First Minister of Ming Dynasty

Standing in front of Zhang Ximeng, there was a middle-aged scholar who was less than forty. This man was a man of character, he looked like he was full of poems and books, and he was different from Zhou Huiniang's hard work. This man was as deep as the sea and deep. Ruyuan.

This feeling is indeed true. This person has participated in the revision of the Three History and is a confidant adviser to the confession. Gong Bosui is the referee of Zhongshu!

Zhang Shicheng complied with the agreement and sent him to Zhang Ximeng.

Gong Bosui just sneered, proudly disdainful and said: "Zhang Shicheng is a rat, the sword is in his hand, and the jade is in his hand, but he handed his hand to others, and he will be captured by the Zhu thief in a long time!"

Zhu thief?

Are you talking about Zhu Yuanzhang?

You are quite discerning.

Li Wenzhong, who was with Zhang Ximeng, wanted to smoke him and dared to scold my uncle. You are living impatiently!

Zhang Ximeng waved his hand, "You still have to be polite to your guests. This is what we finally got from Zhang Shicheng."

Li Wenzhong could only agree, but when Gong Bosui heard this, he was furious and snorted, "Little thief, I have read the books of Confucius and Mencius since I was a child, and I have repaired Spring and Autumn Classics. For twenty years, I have assisted the holy dynasty and cleaned up. Bahuang...Now that unfortunately falls into the hands of the thief, it is a bad luck and deserves his fate. But don't expect me to say anything. If you have the ability, you will kill me with a single knife and fulfill my loyal name!"

Another Da Yuan loyal minister!

Zhang Ximeng couldn't help smiling and said, "I heard that you have cultivated Song History, then you think, why did Song Dynasty lose?"

"This... of course the destiny is not there, and the dragon's energy is turning north, so why do you need to say more?"

Zhang Ximeng laughed, "Sure enough, I can see where the dragon spirit is. I don't have the ability. I just know that Song Gaozong's gold medal summons Yue Fei to change the coach, and the overall situation cannot be done. After more than 100 years, it is just a lingering breath. …A country, a court, without right and wrong, will only go downhill. It is absolutely difficult to recover. Now that it has been ousted, I just don’t know, how long will the Yuan Dynasty last?"

Zhang Ximeng asked with a smile, but Gong Bosui's ears heard this, but it was no less than thunder blasting, thunder struck to the top, and he couldn't help being stunned.

Yes, a red thief kid can see what happened, why did the court make mistakes?

Why do you want to oust the prime minister? Don't give him a chance to make meritorious deeds and wipe out the red thieves?

why?

Although some days passed, Gong Bosui still couldn't accept it.

He felt that these were nightmares. When he woke up in the dream, the prime minister would still sit in the army's big tent, order hundreds of thousands of soldiers, sweep the rebels, and Zhongxing Dayuan. Everything now is an illusion and does not exist...

But at this moment, Zhang Ximeng said that Gong Bo was unable to deceive himself and others. Yuan Ting was indeed wrong, wrong!

This mediocre court has cut his own way of life!

Is there such a stupid person in the world?

Even if there are a group of pigs from top to bottom, they can't do this kind of thing!

"Red thief, don't be wishful thinking, I'm so iron-hearted, I definitely won't do anything for you!"

Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "What about Zhang Shicheng? If I didn't ask you over, Zhang Shicheng would give you an official position, would you be willing to work for him?"

Gong Bosui was startled. He was indeed planning to work for Zhang Shicheng. The prime minister was conspired by the treacherous servants in the court. He naturally wanted to help the prime minister get revenge and be loyal to Zhang Shicheng. It was reasonable.

But because of his sincerity, he turned out to be mercilessly throwing the ball.

Zhang Shicheng, an eyeless stupid, gave himself to Zhu Jiajun, and he paid him wrong after all!

In that case, can you still rely on Zhu Jiajun?

Looks like it can't!

The Prime Minister Tutuo said that the Zhu family army wiped out the mighty and divided the fields. They were a group of inferior people. They deceived God, killed goodness, robbed land, and did what they did.

I would rather help Zhang Shicheng than be loyal to the Zhu family!

Death is not alright!

"This is the end of the matter, it's useless to talk more, just do it!" Gong Bosui closed his eyes, raised his head, and looked like he was generous.

Zhang Ximeng waved his hand repeatedly and smiled: "It's not that, after a few words, I know what you think. Don't worry, we will not kill people indiscriminately. I can arrange a few good friends for you, just in time. Let’s talk about my experience."

Gong Bo was confused, what friend?

Why doesn't he know?

"My heart is like a stone, and I can't be shaken by a wealthy woman. Don't be delusional!"

Zhang Ximeng smiled and said: "I'm so awe-inspiring! Don't worry, we have neither money nor femininity here, only your colleagues. You know Xuexue about the Privy Council, don't you know?"

Gong Bosui was taken aback, "What? He, he was captured by you?"

"Not only was he taken prisoner, but he lied on him to open the gate of Huai'an Mansion. Haven't you heard of it?"

Gong Bosui's face was hard to look for an instant, he gritted his teeth, wishing to eat Xuexue.

"As a court official, he has received the emperor's favor, but he can't serve the country with death. If I see him, I will kill him!"

Zhang Ximeng nodded, "So ambitious, there is another person, do you want to kill too?"

"Who?" Gong Bo asked in surprise.

"Also first Timur, the younger brother of Prime Minister Tuotuo!"

"what?"

Gong Bosui was actually frightened. The reason is very simple. Who can live, and Timur should not live first.

He is Tuotuo's younger brother, has served as a doctor of yushi, and has a high position.

Such people fall into the hands of the enemy and either kill them directly to boost the morale of the army, or they will leave to negotiate terms.

But Zhu Jiajun's side was obviously abnormal.

Timur was also defeated outside Liuhe City, but there was no news.

Tutuo they speculated that it was most likely to have died in the rebellion, and even the body was not found, so there was no news. Otherwise, the Red Thief killed such a big official, how could it not be promoted everywhere?

But it turned out to be so nonsense, the Red Thief really didn't promote it, and didn't kill him!

"Also first Timur will not surrender! You lie to me!"

Not dead, still in the hands of the enemy, what is it not to surrender?

It's really unexpected, the Prime Minister Hero I had such a trash brother!

Gong Bo gritted his teeth, "I'm going to kill him even more!"

Zhang Ximeng calmly said: "You misunderstood, and Timur did not surrender first. After he was captured, he was so desperate to die. We arranged people here to persuade him to eat. Now he has been deposed, so big. I didn’t dare to tell him about the matter, I was afraid that he could not bear it. If you are willing to help, persuade him to cheer him up, it would be a great help to us."

Gong Bosui frowned, he was indeed a little confused.

Can't understand at all, what kind of abacus are these red thieves?

"Each one is the master, I am the official, you are the thieves, if you fall into the hands of the thieves, if you kill them, you don't need to play with these methods! It's a waste of effort!"

Zhang Ximeng shook his head, "Gong Bosui, this is your confusion. Of course, you have studied a lot, but you haven't really figured it out. The Yuan Dynasty was vast, with a million soldiers, but it ended up today. The ancients said that Hulu did not have a century of national fate. Since the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, it has indeed been less than a hundred years, and it seems to have just verified this. However, as a latecomer, you have to figure out how such a powerful country perished."

Zhang Ximeng smiled and said: "You have studied Song history and you have read a lot of books. You are indeed a rare talent. I didn't intend to let you surrender, but don't you have anything to say? You don't want to leave some words and reflect on it. This piece of history? You, Timur and Xuexue, yes, there was an old scholar, Zhang, who was with us before, and the four of them gathered together to reflect on the past, sum up experience and lessons, and talk together. Talking about gains and losses is a beautiful thing!"

"you!"

Gong Bosui's face gradually turned into a pig liver color, which was too ridiculous, it was too bullying!

You are too overbearing if you are defeated and captured, but you still have to reflect on your mistakes!

And listening to the meaning of these words, these red thieves are sure that they can dominate the world, and they have begun to prepare for the study of history. How arrogant?

Gong Bosui suddenly sneered, "Okay, okay! I want to see, you messengers and thieves, when will you perish yourself!"

Zhang Ximeng smiled and nodded without paying any attention, so that people took Gong Bosui away, and then sent him to Chuzhou.

During the whole process, Zhu Jiajun was kind and did not treat Gong Boxui wrongly.

The soldier who took care of Gong Boxui personally was very young, not even twenty years old.

He sat on the cowl, idled, holding a booklet, and muttering words in his mouth. Gong Boxui didn't know what it was at first.

I heard that the Red Thieves were all born in the White Lotus Sect. If they believed in Maitreya Buddha's next life, it is probably a mess of scriptures.

But after two days, Gong Bosui discovered something was wrong. It seemed that it was not a scripture, but a literacy pamphlet.

A soldier of the red thief, trying to learn to read... This must be a student of a scholar!

In that case, how could he be willing to be a thief?

Maybe I can persuade him to abandon the dark and turn to Ming. If he can help, maybe I can escape from birth... Gong Bosui suddenly became energetic, and he took the initiative to strike up a conversation after dinner.

"The little friend has read the book? When was it posted?"

The soldier's face blushed, "I don't know if it counts as a reading. I have never entered a private school. After joining the army, Mr. Zhang let us read and read."

"Mr. Zhang?"

"Yes! It's Mr. Zhang next to the superior. He is very knowledgeable! We took the time to write these pamphlets." The soldier smiled: "This book contains a thousand words, and you can write it out if you recognize it all. , Then 100 households can be promoted, but unfortunately, I still have more than 200 not to write."

Gong Bosui frowned, what a wicked way!

Ever since he met Zhu Jiajun, he felt that everything was wrong...not to mention Zhang Ximeng's arrangement for him, just such a small soldier, it is impossible to understand.

"You are in the army, just fighting. Do you need to be literate?"

"It's necessary. We need to be able to write official documents, notices, understand the above orders, and after we have captured new territories, we must also preach policies to the people. So that we can even divide the land and collect taxes. There are so many things! You have to know words."

The soldier paused, then plucked up his courage and said, "Sir, read this word, what do you read?"

Gong Bosui was full of upset, glanced around, and said casually: "Nianpo, Xin Qiji has words, Lianpo is old, can you still eat?"

The soldier slapped his forehead and suddenly realized. "Thank you, Mr., I have to remember now! I heard people say that Xin Qiji is an all-rounder in civil and military affairs. It is a pity that he only met a mediocre court who had never met his talents all his life. It is a pity that he will die in his old age."

Gong Bosui was shocked when he heard this.

I am a talented person who has studied Song History, so why do you think that a soldier is right?

evil!

What a wicked one!

Gong Bosui no longer has the thought of running away. He is really curious, what the **** is this Zhu Jiajun? It seems that the prime minister underestimated them.

In this way, after a few days of trekking, Gong Bosui finally saw Timur Yexian, who was lying on the bed and heard footsteps, but said weakly: "I won't eat, don't eat, let me die!"

Gong Bosui was stunned for a moment, UU reading www. uukānshu.com finally summoned its courage and walked to the bedside, staring at it.

It was really Timur, he was lying on the bed, his face was pale, and his expression was haggard, but that was all, he couldn't see how wronged he was.

And first Timur raised his head, and was about to get angry. When he saw that it was Gong Boxui, he was frightened.

"You, why are you captured too?"

Gong Bosui grinned. He remembered Zhang Ximeng's explanation. Should he tell him?

After hesitating for a while, Gong Bosui was still honest and told the story once, including the matter of getting out and being dismissed.

Timur listened in amazement. When he heard that Tutuo was dismissed, his eyes cracked and his chest was filled with anger. Is he gritted his teeth with anger, "Hamapif! He should have been killed in the first place!"

After scolding enough, Timur suddenly said again: "Go, get me something to eat, I want to eat!"

"Have a meal?"

"Yes! I don't want to die anymore, I want to live, I want to watch this court finish!"