Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

"How can my Song Dynasty only be able to decorate elegant poems!"

Zhao Kuangyin knew it was his brother just by the voice.

But perhaps because of his experience, this was just a low complaint instead of a loud shout.

But even so, Zhao Kuangyin looked at his brother with mixed feelings.

Donkey carts swayed by the Gaoliang River, self-deception dominated the top of Mount Tai, the gorgeous brocade of Bianliang was trampled by iron hooves, and the cliffs of the South China Sea were sobbing in the cold wind.

After the two Song dynasties came to an end, the survivors recalled the Song Dynasty of waving fans and drinking and singing, but did not see Wang Anshi's determination, Yue Fei's blood, Xin Qiji's unwillingness, Cao Youwen's death, Meng Gong's loneliness, and Wen Tianxiang's indignation.

The Song Dynasty recorded in later generations was certainly not completely without merit, but in that world where hundreds of countries competed and thousands of tribes fought, this Song Dynasty did far from enough.

Zhao Kuangyin's eyes made Zhao Guangyi laugh dryly:

"Brother's new Song Dynasty will definitely be far better than our Song Dynasty, and will not leave a mess for our descendants like me."

The Zhao Song official turned around and said in silence for a moment:

"I think Master Kong Jiong still copied too few Buddhist scriptures."

After that, he stopped looking at his brother whose face changed drastically, and Zhao Kuangyin's tone gradually became firm:

"Song is Song, only the Song Dynasty founded by Zhao Kuangyin!"

"Now that I know it, I will not leave disaster to my descendants, but only hope to leave blessings to the later generations of China."

The words are simple, but they make Zhao Guangyi feel disappointed.

Think twice before you act, do things and make policies with deep consideration, be dignified and convincing in every word and decision.

Such an elder brother supports a country, but also casts his younger brother into his shadow forever.

He wanted to talk about the merits of Chenqiao, he wanted to discuss the national politics of Song, he wanted to prove that he also had the ability to sit in that position.

But now it seems that he really couldn't escape the shadow of his brother.

"Hiss! This Hongwu Emperor actually has such an extraordinary appearance?!"

"No wonder he can create such a great cause and accomplish things that ordinary people can't achieve!"

Zhao Kuangyin was impressed, and then he saw the words on the screen, as well as another portrait of Zhu Hongwu, which made him frown:

"This image must be a fake of the Qing Dynasty!"

Zhao Pu and others looked at each other, and Liu Han expressed his objection:

"Later generations said that this image is what Zhu Hongwu looked like."

Zhao Pu pointed out the fallacy more calmly:

"Your Majesty, those who can create great achievements may not have extraordinary appearances, such as Emperor Taizong of Tang, such as your Majesty."

"And those with extraordinary appearances may not necessarily be able to create great achievements, such as..."

Because there is actually no need to be like, because the eyes of the people present looked at one person very tacitly.

Li Yu was furious:

"An extraordinary person may not necessarily achieve great things in conquering the world!"

"I am less than 40 years old, still young and strong"

"The literary world of today still needs to engrave my romantic name, why can't I achieve great things?"

The crowd looked at the former lord of Jiangnan with meaningful eyes, and then looked away one after another. Zhao Kuangyin hurried forward to comfort him.

Zhao Kuangyin didn't care whether Li Yu could create a literary world, but he was unwilling to give up the promise to buy the Lixian House with a huge sum of money.

...

"This future."

Li Shimin felt unbalanced in his heart, and couldn't help muttering:

"When talking about the Tang Dynasty, why didn't the younger generation have such praise?"

"Let's not talk about it for now, and you just pick on things that make me unhappy."

But in fact, it was just a slight complaint, because Li Shimin soon turned to sigh:

"The situation that Zhu Baba is in is indeed much more difficult than mine."

"Our Tang still has the old events of the Sui Dynasty as a warning, and looking back at Emperor Hongwu, there is no one who can be called good in the Song, Yuan, Liao and Jin dynasties."

"Not to mention his origin, I can hardly imagine that he can achieve this."

Although Guangmu had mentioned Zhu Yuanzhang's humble origin before, it was just a few words before, and I thought it might be exaggerated at that time.

But at this time, the light curtain and the text just now clearly and clearly stated Zhu Yuanzhang's entire background:

His parents and brothers and sisters all died because of the tyranny of the Hu Yuan Dynasty. He was alone and had nothing, but he was able to create such a great cause in the end.

Compared with him, Li Shimin's background was more than just good. Although they both eventually conquered the world, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty knew in his heart that the difficulty of their achievements was completely different.

If he were in the same situation as Zhu Yuanzhang, could he still conquer the world? Li Shimin asked himself.

There was almost no need to hesitate about this question. Of course he could still do it!

But in this situation, what he needed to achieve his imperial career was not just courage, strategy and literary talent, but hunger, disease, bandits, and pirates, which he had never taken to heart.

He needed to fight closely with that chaotic world and cross the barriers of life and death. In the end, Shangcai was only qualified to compete with other righteous armies on the same stage.

Thinking of this, Li Shimin admired him even more:

"I wish I could have a long talk with the Hongwu Emperor!"

Empress Changsun smiled softly:

"If the Hongwu Emperor knew what Erlang meant, he would be delighted."

"But right now, I don't know when the Ming Emperor is, and whether he has ever suffered the misfortune of losing his wife and children."

That's what she said, but Empress Changsun was looking at Sun Simiao.

Sun Yaowang stroked his beard and shook his head and said:

"According to the later method of counting years, the Ming Dynasty was seven hundred years away from our Tang Dynasty, and its doctors should be more advanced than me."

"Let's see if there are any imperial doctors in the Hongwu Dynasty. Let's talk about other things after we have a few exchanges."

Empress Changsun nodded in understanding and bowed to Sun Simiao.

This immediately made Sun Yaowang a little at a loss. He looked at Empress Changsun and Li Shimin and didn't know where to put his hands for a while.

However, Li Shimin also put on a sincere look at the same time:

"Although I have thanked you many times, I still want to declare today that it is difficult to repay the kindness of Yaowang for saving my wife and my ministers!"

"Only by helping Yaowang to compile medical books and build pharmacy, traveling around the world and healing people so that Yaowang's name can be praised, so as to be worthy of Yaowang's rescue."

Now Sun Simiao was really at a loss, but he was also very excited to hear the promise of the King of Tang. While trying to refuse Li Shimin's thanks, he kept saying:

"Doctors should be kind-hearted. How can they know that people are sick and not treat them?"

Du Ruhui also bowed to Sun Yaowang from a distance, and then he also held up a small box and presented it under the light curtain.

…

In the Xuchang government office, Zhang Fei laughed loudly:

“Are kings, princes, generals, and ministers of different races?”

“Are they of different races?”

Liu Bei was pleased, Kong Ming was happy, and Cao Cao was silent.

Zhang Fei did not calm down, or rather, Zhang Fei, who finally put his heart at ease, was also somewhat excited.

“Has Zhuo County finally returned to China?”

“After hundreds of years of chaos, it will return to the Han Dynasty soon. Good, good.”

“The most righteous one to gain the country was Han Ming? Hahahaha, this is very well said by later generations!”

“It’s just that Zhu Hongwu’s appearance is really a little strange. Can he really get a wife like this?”

“I put him in the wrong place. This is reasonable. With such an appearance, he really has the majesty of an emperor!”