First Minister of Ming Dynasty

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Zhang Ximeng did not go to work in Menxia Province for a few days, nor did he go to the National History Museum. In his mansion, he was looking for some things... In Zhang Ximeng, he could find many strange things, such as Zhu Yuanzhang's first calligraphy brush, such as the copy of the official document of Zhu Jiajun's first division of land, such as the first entry into the state. An Anmin notice, the first purchase contract...

For a group start-up, any ordinary thing will become priceless after a hundred years. The original people, whose future is uncertain, simply cannot appreciate the value of these things.

Zhang Ximeng just tried his best to collect and preserve these historical evidences, so as to inspire future generations... During the search, he found the manuscript of Feng Guo's admonition to cross the river, and also dug out the department of the Feng brothers. There are more than 800 people in the list.

This is the accurate list left by Feng Guoyong and Feng Guosheng after they led their troops to join Zhu Yuanzhang after verification.

There is also Zhang Ximeng's signature after inspection.

Looking at these historical records, Zhang Ximeng recalled the past with a heavy heart.

At this moment, someone suddenly walked into Zhang's house and went directly to Zhang Ximeng's study.

The one who can be so unscrupulous is naturally Zhu Yuanzhang!

"Your Majesty didn't handle the official documents?" Zhang Ximeng was a little surprised. After all, Zhu Yuanzhang was a famous liver emperor. Recently, although Li Shanchang was still in charge of Zhongshu Province, he was more and more afraid of taking power. Many things were left to Lao Zhu to handle, and he was too good.

According to common sense, Lao Zhu has no time to come.

"Suddenly my heart was in a mess, and I couldn't calm down, so I came over to chat."

Zhu Yuanzhang sat down and looked at the things on the table, Lao Zhu said with emotion: "Mr. Nanwei still keeps these, the King of Xiliang has made great contributions to our world!"

Zhu Yuanzhang called Feng Guoyong the king of Xiliang.

After the news of his serious illness spread to the capital, he was originally named Duke Ying. After weighing it, Zhang Ximeng proposed to posthumously confer the title of the king.

Zhu Yuanzhang agreed to the proposal, but he felt that the old brother had a fight. Why wait for someone to die before pursuing the title of the king?

Zhu Yuanzhang simply issued a decree and first added Feng Guoyong as the king of Xiliang. When the Western Regions were pacified in the future, he could pursue the title of the king of Liang.

Zhang Ximeng naturally agrees.

Zhongshusheng also had no opinion, so the poem accompanying Zhang Ximeng was actually the will of Zhu Yuanzhang to seal Feng Guoyong as the king of Xiliang.

The second living subject of the king appeared.

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed softly, "Sir, we are not old yet, but we have been fighting for so many years, and it is hard to say that there is no hidden illness. The rest of the generals are more injured and many are sick. Although this time the King of Xiliang was wrong. After drinking unclean water, it is hard to say that there will be no other generals who will leave one after another. After all, when a generation comes to an end, flowers bloom and fade, and the tide ebbs and flows. I feel empty and it seems like I should do something."

Zhang Ximeng listened silently, Feng Guoyong did indeed set the precedent for the death of important officials and the withering of famous generals, but the rest of the generals would also leave one after another, including Zhang Ximeng and Zhu Yuanzhang.

No one will last forever.

This point has long been understood by people, and all people have the three immortal sayings.

When a person dies, virtues, merits, and writings remain, enduring for a long time, and passed down to future generations, even if they exist with the world, they are immortal and immortal.

"If the lord is willing, can we build a national history memorial hall? Specially record our experiences along the way, and write down the people and things that make us cry!"

Zhu Yuanzhang hardly hesitated, and immediately agreed: "That's what we mean, where do you think it would be better to build it, sir?"

Zhang Ximeng said: "When the ancestral hall of the heroic martyrs was built, there was an open space next to it. If Your Majesty is willing, it will be there!"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, "Let's do it like this! Lao Feng is the first one, and one day, we will all go in. We will leave it to future generations to comment on what we have done over the years!"

Lao Zhu asked Zhang Ximeng's idea about the memorial hall again, how to do it!

The monarch and minister were chatting when suddenly someone outside asked to see him.

The person here is not as fearless as Zhu Yuanzhang, dare to come in directly!

But after seeing the famous post, the person who came here is quite famous, it is Wu Datou, the number one red thief in the world!

"I pay respects to Your Majesty."

Lao Zhu waved his hand and asked him to stand up, "No need to be polite, you came to see Zhang Xiang, what must be the matter?"

Wu Datou pondered for a while, and then said: "Your Majesty, I really have something to do when I see Zhang Xiang. I want to go to Liangzhou."

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned, "Why? What did you plan?"

Wu Datou sighed: "I have heard people say that it is very difficult for the soldiers to march westward. I also heard that Dudu Feng is seriously ill... Although I cannot fight, I feel that I can do something. For example, to the soldiers Acting to relieve homesickness. Also, minister, minister can take the opportunity of acting around to explain hygiene regulations to everyone, so that everyone can be more careful and avoid tragedies."

After listening to it, Zhu Yuanzhang sighed with emotion, "It's really not easy for you to think of this, and someone needs to do it. It's just that you are now half a hundred years old! Can you survive a long journey?"

Wu Datou patted his chest and said with a smile: "I have a strong body and can eat and drink. Please rest assured, Your Majesty."

Lao Zhu nodded, "If that's the case, then pick some people and leave immediately!"

Wu Datou agreed and turned around.

What Wu Datou did not expect was that just after he sent out the news of recruiting artists to go to Liangzhou, the number of people who signed up was staggering. Among them, there were actually many women.

This was unexpected by Wu Datou.

It has been ten years since Zhang Ximeng advocated the establishment of women's schools and allowed women to be officials.

In the past time, the first batch of female students appeared in the Ming Dynasty.

The number exceeds one million.

They read, grew up, were allocated land, and had their own official identities.

Today, some women have entered the officialdom. There are even many women who have started their own businesses. In Fudan Academy, there is also the first female gentleman.

These things were completely unimaginable in the past.

This time Wu Datou recruited people to go to Liangzhou.

After passing the assessment, you can get military status and become a soldier of the Ming Dynasty.

In the past few years, the Ming army has accumulated great local prestige, and those veterans who have returned from the battlefield are not only highly respected, but also generally live a well-off life.

There are red and white affairs in many places, and they like to invite a few veterans who have made meritorious deeds to come over to preside over them.

With them, the whole feeling comes up.

Veterans even replaced the role of scholars in the local area and became the envy of everyone.

Many girls scramble to marry the returning soldiers, which has become common practice.

These changes in the people, although not as earth-shattering as the court situation. But it is better than moistening things silently. Looking back, the world has been turned upside down.

So after the news came out, not only did women join in, but also people came to ask if they could marry the soldiers in front of them?

Wu Datou naturally couldn't answer this matter, so he could only ask Zhang Ximeng for advice.

"This is of course a good thing, but it must be arranged properly."

Zhang Ximeng thought about it seriously, and immediately said: "All women who go to Liangzhou will be granted military status."

Wu Datou quickly agreed.

Given military status, it means that they are official soldiers, and whoever dares to bully others will naturally be engaged in military law.

At the beginning, artists like Wu Datou and the others were granted military status, and their status jumped.

"Furthermore, after women leave their hometowns, their land cannot be recovered. It must still be owned by their parents, and by the way, taxes will be exempted."

Wu Datou nodded again and again, "Zhang Xiang, it really fits."

"Besides, we must be able to communicate with Liangzhou!"

"Communication?"

"Yes!" Zhang Ximeng said: "My daughter is far away. Although we are separated from each other, we can't cut off contact. In the past, our court set up a post station to transmit military information. However, the private sector can only pass the news through merchants. In addition to the post station, set up a private one. You can pass letters and corresponding items. By the way, you must also set up a bank to send money remotely."

Zhang Ximeng said a lot of things in a row, which was far beyond the scope of Wu Datou's requirements... Zhang Ximeng outlined a set of blueprints.

For the homeland that has been lost for many years, if you want to completely regain it, it is definitely not just sending troops to fight it down, it is that simple.

In the follow-up, it is necessary for the soldiers to gain a firm foothold and establish a family.

This requires a woman to go.

To form a family, you must also communicate with the Central Plains, and always keep in touch. People, goods, wealth, and news must all be unimpeded.

Only in this way can the soldiers stand firm and lay a solid foundation.

Only after a hundred years of hard work can the problem be truly solved.

Expensive? long time?

But don't forget, there are hundreds of years of estrangement in the middle, the bones are broken, the tendons are also broken, how easy it is to reconnect and become like an arm and a finger!

"I'm going to talk to His Majesty right now, and I'll invite Li Xiang from Zhongshu Province to come up with an idea together."

Zhang Ximeng talked to Wu Datou roughly, he immediately drew up a rough outline, and then he couldn't wait to enter the palace.

Then Li Shanchang was also invited into the palace.

God is pitiful, our old Li has not been involved in such an important matter for a long time. After listening to Zhang Ximeng, Li Shanchang frowned immediately.

"Zhang Xiang~www.wuxiaspot.com~ If you want to do this well, I'm afraid it will require the full cooperation of the local government. Besides, in order to start studying in Peiping, there was such a big commotion, but this time it was going to Liangzhou. Sending people is farther away and the conditions are even worse. After all, Beiping is still the capital of the Yuan court and the land of Hexi, but it can’t compare!”

Zhang Ximeng nodded, "Li Xiang can see clearly, but his homeland is gone, I feel uneasy! Your Majesty has ordered the construction of a memorial hall. After all, we people have to think about what we will leave behind for future generations!"

Li Shanchang pondered for a while, then nodded vigorously, "I understand this! I have issued strict orders to all places, asking them to do it as a top priority! Recruiting female soldiers and guarding the border in Liangzhou, whoever dares to delay, will take off his black gauze hat!"

Zhang Ximeng also said: "This matter does require more efforts from the locality, but it can't be forced blindly. We must do it well and do it at all costs!"

Li Shanchang agreed, and while he was talking, Guo Ying suddenly came out from the outside, his face was very ugly.

"Your Majesty, King Xiliang... gone!"

"Go?" Lao Zhu asked in surprise.

Guo Ying nodded, "Yes, he left. Before his death, he kept listening to the poem Zhang Xiang gave him. He... walked away with a smile!"