First Minister of Ming Dynasty

　　 Pavilion long!

　　 Chief nine!

　　 seems to be pretty much the same.

　　No, isn't the point of this remark implying that he will have the emperor's fate?

　　 Zhu Chongba was scared, what kind of thing is he? A little monk who is a monk, a beggar who begs for food... I don't know how far this identity is from the emperor. It is true that the toad eats swan meat.

　　 After Zhu Chongba was shocked, there was still a hint of imagination. When Ma came up with a new wine and food, and called twice, Zhu Chongba woke up, he nodded in disbelief, his expression was a little unnatural.

　　 "Little sir, if you can afford it, you can stay. We also have the guidance of a famous teacher, so I must ask more."

　　 finally stayed, this big thick leg can be regarded as hug.

　　 Zhang Ximeng was still not so satisfied. He had to take an inch of it and said: "My benefactor asks the kid to teach, and you have to have books. The books and documents in this yard are all under my control?"

　　 Zhu Chongba couldn't help being funny, there were only a few seized books that no one was reading, no official documents!

　　 Maybe this kid still doesn't know how old the nine-master is?

　　 Old Zhu laughed loudly, "Sure, here, as long as it contains words, it is yours!"

　　OK, this is what you said!

　　Don't regret it.

　　 is in charge of an ordinary landlord businessman, at most the accountant housekeeper, who is worthless.

　　 can manage writing for a party of princes, that is, Ji Du is in charge of the secretary. Feng Dao and Zhao Pu both did it.

　　 At the level of the emperor, he is in charge of the prime minister of a country (not to mention the palm of the ceremonial supervisor). Zhang Ximeng has almost seen his upgrade path, and this small day is more and more hopeful.

　　In history, Li Shanchang did this work for Lao Zhu. When it comes to rewarding meritorious service, he ranks above Xu Da and ranks first in the founding of the country!

　　 Of course Zhang Ximeng didn't have so many extravagances, and what he wanted so much credit to do. It would be enough to be able to be like Mu Ying, after establishing the country, guarding one side and becoming a stable earth emperor.

　　 But when you think about it carefully, it seems that the entire Ming Dynasty is also the Duke of Qian Guo in Yunnan!

　　 I want one more, it's not that difficult.

　　 Zhang Ximeng cheered up. He asked Ma to ask for pen, ink, paper and inkstone. After all, he came from a scholar, and his muscle memory made it easy for Zhang Ximeng to master the writing.

　　 Although the writing is not very good, but I can barely read it.

　　 After a few days of sleepless sleeplessness, he finally took a thick pile of dozens of them, and handed it to Zhu Chongba during dinner.

　　 "Not too much." Zhu Chong took it over with joy.

　　 Zhang Ximeng also smiled and said: "It's not much, it's just a catalog after all. The kid also listed some books at the back. It's best to buy them as soon as possible. It has been delayed for a long time. We must recover the lost time!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng smiled brightly, as if looking at the prey that was thrown into the net.

　　 Old Zhu's face turned black immediately, what are you chasing after? Chasing fate?

The Ma next to 　　 couldn't help but laugh, but he was still persuasively: "The little gentleman is right, he is eighth, you have to study hard! Otherwise, I will stop and persuade her husband."

　　Lao Zhu was taken aback again, what could he say?

　　 "Look, you don't even know the virtue of Shuttle! Chong eight, you really have to work hard!" Ma Shi laughed.

　　 Zhu Chongba's face was suffocated, flushed with suffocation, speechless, but with the heart to go to the grave, he said: "Good girl, we know!"

　　 From this day on, the teacher Zhang Ximeng has been on duty. Since Zhu Chongba had to work as a errand in the handsome mansion, he could only read and read when he was free sooner or later.

　　 Zhang Ximeng didn’t care about the gradual progress. In the morning, he read three hundred thousand and one kind of Mongolian books, learned to write, and went back to see the Confucian classics in the evening to explain the history.

　　 Putting it in any school is a nonsense behavior. It is equivalent to taking the kindergarten and graduate courses together, changing to an ordinary person, and it is not crazy!

　　 But it is obvious that Lao Zhu is not an ordinary person, he held on.

　　 Zhang Ximeng is not an ordinary person, he actually made a few slap-sized manuscripts, put Zhu Chongba in his sleeve, took time to look at it during the day, and tested it when he came back at night, absolutely not letting go of any time.

　　 If you don’t want to be crazy, you won’t survive, how can you refuse to endure hardship?

　　 Zhang Ximeng tried his best to teach, and Old Zhu worked hard to learn, the two of them are still more vigorous.

Time keeps moving forward, and there are only a few days before the new year. Zhu Chongba, who has failed to harvest, thinks of respecting teachers and teaching, so he proposed: "Mr. , Seeing the new, it's a little bit of our heart."

　　 Zhang Ximeng didn't even go out. When Lao Zhu said so, he was still thinking about moving and nodded. Zhu Zhongba went to Ma clan with joy, no matter who it was, his wife would inevitably take care of the money. When Zhu Chongba came back, Zhang Ximeng found that he was holding a large handful of banknotes in his hand, and he slapped it in his arms at will, his chest bulged.

　　 How much is this? Why does it look so casual?

　　 Zhang Ximeng rolled his eyes, and he finally remembered that this was probably the treasure of the Yuan Dynasty. Although the treasure banknotes were stable for decades after the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, the financial collapse later caused the banknotes to be issued indiscriminately, and the treasure banknotes became less and less valuable.

　　 The two main reasons for the Red Turban Army's rebellion, one is to open the river, and the other is to change money, which shows the power of this thing.

　　 The common people are complaining, but the Red Turban Army has no time to launch a new currency, so they can barely continue to use it.

　　 Zhang Ximeng came out with Zhu Chongba. The market in Haozhou was not lively and the goods were scarce. He simply bought a new suit and bought some bacon and maltose.

　　 Zhang Ximeng has no expectations for the New Year, but Zhu Chongba is different. He is still looking for it. After all, this is the first year after he married his wife, and it is also the first year that his life has improved...

　　 But at this moment, a horse suddenly came, rushed to the front, and a burly man jumped from above.

　　 "Heavy eight!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng turned his head to look. He didn't know this person. Zhu Zhong smiled and said, "He is our good brother, named Tang He. Now he is a thousand households in the city, and the official is older than us."

　　 Although Zhu Chongba said so, he didn't mean to see the chief at all. There was nothing wrong with Tang He. He believed that it would not be long before he climbed on top of himself. That was a matter of course.

"someone is coming."

"Who?"

　　 "It's Jia Lu's messenger, what is the name of Lu Anmin, the Jinshi who went out of Huaixi."

　　 "What is he doing?" Zhu Chongba asked, frowning.

　　 "That's not to mention, naturally it is to persuade you to surrender!"

　　 The officers and soldiers are on the move!

　　 Zhu Chongba frowned. He chatted with Zhang Ximeng a few days ago and revealed his worries about the future. After talking with Zhang Ximeng, he has confidence, but the others in the city may not...

　　 "Little sir, I'm afraid we are going to the handsome mansion."

Zhang Ximeng nodded, naturally it was important to do business. He pondered a little and reminded him: "My benefactor, I guess the people who come will be intimidated. By that time, my benefactor will only use righteousness to question him. As a scholar, he will be willing to act as a running dog in the Yuan court and harm his hometown. The elders, the sins are serious, and the ancestors will not tolerate it!"

　　 Zhu Chongba thought for a while, nodded vigorously, "I see." He turned around and left Tanghe.

Zhang Ximeng also returned to the courtyard. If he guessed right, the war is about to come, and the leader of Yuan Ting is Jia Lu. This person is first-rate in water management, but he doesn't know how the battle is... Zhang Ximeng is very curious and really wants to go. Take a look at Shuaitang to see how capable the heroes of Haozhou can be.

　　 It's a pity that he is not qualified yet, he can only count on Lao Zhu, I hope he can use his skills, just like Zhuge Liang scolded Wang Lang to death, let that Lu Anmin touch his nose!

　　 Zhang Ximeng secretly looked forward to the fact that Shuaitang at this moment is truly solemn and solemn.

　　 From Guo Zixing and below, the heads of the Haozhou Red Scarf are all there.

　　 Guo Zixing was not the one who captured Haozhou alone. He was accompanied by Sun Deya and others, a total of five marshals.

　　 And not long ago, Xuzhou was breached and the leader Zhima Li died. Peng Da and Zhao Jun ran to Haozhou with two generals and the remnants, relying on Guo Zixing.

　　 In other words, the little Haozhou has seven marshals.

　　 And now they are facing Lu Anmin, the messenger sent by Jialu.

"Dashuai Guo, and you guys, I won't say much about the battle in Xuzhou. A hundred thousand army will be wiped out in a month, and nothing is left. The court is strong and unmatched. Why does Guo Dashuai use a pebble to hit the stone? , For the sake of prosperity and wealth. As long as the commander is attached to the court, not only the commander can be rewarded, but even the commander's subordinates can be promoted and made fortune, without the need for military trouble. Isn't this a good thing?"

　　 Lu Anmin smiled implicitly and full of confidence.

　　 It is true that the Red Turban Army caught Yuan Ting by surprise in the early days, blossomed everywhere, and captured many cities. But when Yuan Ting concentrated his strength and began to counterattack, the situation of the Red Scarf Army became difficult in an instant.

It’s not surprising that no matter how rotten the Yuan court is, it is also a well-organized court from top to bottom. On the contrary, the Red Turban Army has its own governance, with mixed good and bad. Facing the counterattack, Xuzhou Zhima Li, who had 100,000 soldiers, was killed. The mighty Nanyang cloth king three lost.

　　 Even Liu Futong is under great pressure and can't take care of himself.

　　 At this time, Jia Lu sent people to persuade him to surrender, not only to hope that the Haozhou Red Scarf surrendered, but also to show its power and shake the military's spirit. After all, the Haozhou Red Scarf is not a monolithic one. As long as someone is moved, Jia Lu will win half.

　　 This alone makes people have to be amazed, Jia Lu's grasp of people's hearts is far better than Guo Zixing and other rash generations.

　　 At this moment, Dashuai Guo calmed his face and said with a sneer: "You said it nicely, you didn't lie to us, you want to kill us in one fell swoop, these methods can't deceive people!"

Lu Anmin immediately said: "The commander Mingjian, I am from Anfeng, who can be regarded as a fellow of the commander, how can he harm the commander? Xuzhou Zhizhi Li lost, Nanyang Buwangsan also lost, and Fang Guozhen from East Zhejiang. , Was driven into the sea again, and Peng Yingyu also fought and went away, like a dog who lost her family. Now the court is dispatching troops and generals to destroy Liu Futong, and it is easy to think about it. Now that things are going to happen, the commander is still not awakened?"

　　 "Huh, is this handsome guy who is greedy for life and fear of death?" Guo Zixing was furious.

Lu Anmin smiled and said: "The commander is naturally a hero, but he cherishes his hometown fathers and elders. Over the years, floods and droughts have been constant, the people have not had a livelihood, and the people have nowhere to live. In addition to the war and the soldiers, I don't know how many people are going to die. I really feel sorry for the fathers and elders in my hometown. The commander can live countless people with a single thought. When the time comes, the commander will become an official of the court.

　　 Guo Zixing frowned more tightly. Can this Lu Anmin really say that there is no one above Shuaitang who is his opponent? He looked left and right, just in time to see his son-in-law Zhu Chongba.

　　 "Chongba, what do you think of this?"

　　 Zhu Chongba said with a cold face and disdain: "In response to the commander, this person said that he felt sorry for the fathers and elders in his hometown, but he is the shame of his hometown when he is alive. It is so unfortunate that he gave birth to such a thing!"

　　 Lu Anmin raised his brows, and then smiled again, "Sure enough, it's a reckless theory. The official will not have the same knowledge as the people of the wild."

　　 You are uneducated, I am too lazy to take care of it.

　　 Zhu Zhongbaxin said that we really couldn't make it in the first place, but now it's different. How could the little Mr.'s class be in vain!

　　 "We are wild savages, but we also know what a real scholar is?" Zhu Chongba sneered at Lu Anmin and said, "You must know Zheng Sixiao, right?"

　　 Sure enough, Lu Anmin's face changed slightly when he heard the name, but Zhu Chongba caught him.

"Zheng Sixiao refused to be an official of the Yuan Dynasty, painting orchids but not earth. Others asked him, he said that the land had been taken away. Don't you know? Only such a loyal and lofty person can be regarded as a scholar. You, and Jialu, Be willing to be the running dog of Yuan Ting, and dare to come to the front of the rebel army, show off your power, flaunt your teeth and claws, you will lose the face of the old folks in your hometown!"

　　 These few words scolded so happily, all the marshals present couldn't help laughing, and finally let out a sigh of relief.

　　 Lu Anmin never expected that this group of thieves could also tell the truth. He obviously broke the defense.

"The loyalty to the emperor. Zheng Sixiao is ignorant of the current affairs. The Great Yuan has established a country for decades. He is superb and has returned to the world... The Song Dynasty has long been dead~www.wuxiaspot.com~ You have rebelled against the court, and you are ruining yourself! "

"Really? Yuan Ting opened the river to change banknotes. The Red Turban rebels in the world are more than one million. On both sides of the Yellow River, the rivers north and south are all rebels. However, after more than a year, Yuan Ting lost half of the country and dare to speak out? For the national luck, it's time for Yuan Ting to end his life!"

　　 Zhu Chongba didn't go to class with Zhang Ximeng in vain. He talked in one set and one set of things, and he didn't say it clearly, and his momentum even suppressed Lu Anmin.

　　 He pressed the handle of the knife and forced it step by step.

　　 "A running dog like you can't live as a human, and can't enter the ancestral grave after death. For generations, it will only be contemptuously scolded by the fathers and elders of the hometown."

　　 Zhu Chongba approached Lu Anmin, the two of them were no more than a foot apart, their eyes facing each other, Lu Anmin's heart panicked for no reason.

　　 He was furious, gnashing his teeth and cursing: "You are the thieves. Only when the heavenly soldiers arrive, the jade and the stone will be burned!"

"In order to regain the rivers and mountains of the Han family, take home the homeland, and die well!" Zhu Chongba said calmly: "It is you, although you are alive, you are no different from a pig and a dog. After you die, you will just give Liu Mengyan and Fan Wenhu **** ass. The little devil behind. Let’s now engrave your words and deeds on a stone tablet and send it to your hometown, standing beside your ancestor’s grave, so that your ancestor will be ashamed for you! Even after thousands of years, your children and grandchildren will never be able to hold their heads up. Not an adult!"

　　 Zhu Zhongba said, winking at both sides, and someone immediately agreed to follow suit.

"you!"

　　 Lu Anmin's old face was flushed, his anger attacked his heart, and it was not a misfortune for his children and grandchildren, and you were too vicious! Today's scholars have not cultivated a cheeky who ignores everything. If so, he might as well die!

　　 "You are too vicious!"

　　 In a hurry, Lu Anmin took two steps backwards, sat on the ground with his ass, his forehead was covered in cold sweat...