Ma was in a good mood and started talking to Zhang Ximeng and talked to Zhu Yuanzhang, saying that when Lao Zhu was a personal soldier, he was very good at eating. He didn't have enough meals, so he even went to the kitchen to steal radishes.

Such a long green radish was eaten in a few bites and didn't even wash the mud.

When she saw it, she left a few pancakes for Lao Zhu. The big and thick pancakes were gone in a few seconds. His belly was just a bottomless pit... They got familiar with each other, and Ma Shi also helped Lao Zhu wash clothes. His clothes were dirty and smelly, and no one was too lazy to pay attention to him.

The more Ma said, the happier he became, and he was almost digging out all the dark history of Zhu Yuanzhang.

Just as she was about to talk about how the two of them got engaged, a tall figure appeared behind Ma.

"Ahem! Girl, you are pregnant now, go back and take care of your baby! Let's beg you!"

Ma was stunned and suddenly laughed. She didn't say anything, but just raised one arm. Old Zhu quickly supported her, "Be careful, don't bump into it. Don't drink all the time. You have nothing to do, but also think about the children in your belly..."

Zhu Yuanzhang whispered in a low voice, like an old mother, muttering, supporting Ma and going to rest behind.

It's rare that Ma didn't continue to say anything, just went back honestly.

"Dad is so nice to my mother." Zhu Ying sighed, then he looked at Zhang Ximeng carefully, came over and asked, "Brother, when will you get married? Find me a sister-in-law? I'm looking forward to it!"

"You're looking forward to it! At a young age, do you know what marriage is?"

"Why don't I know! Isn't it just eating and sleeping together and giving birth to monkeys together? By the way, it's still what you told me!" Zhu Ying said.

Zhang Ximeng nodded, looked at his virtues and said seriously: "If you continue like this, you can indeed give birth to monkeys! I ask you, how many points did you get in this exam and how many times did you get?"

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

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

"I, I'm almost a Class A."

"Oh! That's the B?"

"Not it!"

"That's C?" Zhang Ximeng's voice gradually became stern.

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

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

Something is wrong!

Jia, Yi, Bing, Ding, Wu, Ji, Geng, Xin, Ren, Gui!

"You, you got the ninth grade!" Zhang Ximeng clenched his fists in anger, trying to kill him!

"I, I'm wronged!" Zhu Ying screamed wildly.

"What are you wronged? Even if you put your feet on your feet, you can't write the ninth level! I still want to thank you for helping you review the heavenly things, right?" Zhang Ximeng could no longer bear it. Zhu Ying, a bastard, really deserves a lesson!

I am still counting on your boy Yongzhen Yunnan. With this virtue, how can I drink mushroom soup safely?

Zhang Ximeng punched someone, and Zhu Ying hid while arguing, "It's not my fault. Mr. Husband took an article and let us make money with great advice."

"How did you write it?"

"I, I just write that people are not born with wealth, they must gather and get... They can kill wealthy families, plunder neighbors, and eliminate evil, and money will come naturally!" Zhu Ying felt aggrieved, "Where did I write it wrong?"

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

wrong!

"Tell me, what is your sir's standard answer?"

Zhu Ying tried hard to recall, "I, our gentleman said that money should be taken with good fortune, farming and raising, officials should be taken with little income, and the people should be saved by the people, and the world should be governed by great governance... and said that this is how the people are governed by the people, killing the rich and looting the rich is the task of the barbarians without any traits. I am not allowed to talk nonsense."

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

Although the title is simple, it is quite interesting.

Could it be that someone has now applied rouge to Zhu Yuanzhang?

It is not necessarily wrong to make money. He said this, but it was just too much of the Spring and Autumn style, which inevitably concealed the core of Zhu Yuanzhang's policies.

It’s like talking about the industrial revolution, only the invention of the Jenny machine, the invention of the steam machine, the technological progress brought about production development... But we never mentioned the invasion of the world, opened up the market, and plundered the world, and obtained sufficient capital to invest in technology and build factories.

Sometimes, castrated truths are even more harmful than deliberately fabricated lies.

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

Otherwise, wouldn't you fall into a vicious circle of self-deception?

Moreover, the success of Lao Zhu is explained as benevolent politics, kingly way, and loving the people. Next is the Three Bonds and Five Constant Virtues, the response of heaven and man, the king, the minister, the father and son... As expected, everything can enter the Confucian school!

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

"I care who is right or wrong!" Zhang Ximeng angrily said, "You are so bad at the little bastard, you are just losing my person... Let's go back and tell your sir, let him take the time to experience the department, and I want to talk to him."

This time it was Mu Ying's turn to be stunned. Others were called to see their husbands if they didn't do well in the exam. Why did they get to the elder brother and become the husbands and the parents?

Valley/span>What is this?

But it seems nothing, who made my elder brother unique! Maybe after a few words, the gentleman dared not make things difficult for me in the future. Zhu Ying was quite beautiful. Sure enough, in less than two days, he called his husband to the Experience Department and waited for my elder brother's earnest teachings!

Mr. Yang is a very ordinary private school teacher. He has a good family and has studied a lot of books in his early years. However, Yuanting's imperial examination was really a scam. He failed the exam several times and had to return to his hometown and open a private school.

It was not until Zhu Yuanzhang occupied Chuzhou that more people were going to school, and the private schools expanded into public schools. Mr. Yang also received a wage in it, which was considered to be a public grain, but it was given by a group of red thieves. Is it his luck or misfortune?

Mr. Yang doesn’t know how to describe his mood at this moment.

This was his first time entering the Red Thief's yamen.

As an institution connecting the past and the future, the inside and outside the hub is much busier than expected. Mr. Yang failed to see 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 department. He found that it was very busy here, with some young people coming and going, everyone was holding official documents in their arms, and they didn't know where so many things came from in the mansion... At this moment, suddenly, people were crowded and big things came!

It turned out that it was King Cheng of Gaoyou, Zhang Shicheng, who sent someone to send a handwritten letter and requested Zhu Yuanzhang to send troops to provide assistance.

The letters were written very humbly, even to the point of flattery.

However, Zhang Ximeng didn't look at it at all and threw it aside.

At this time, several officials who had experienced the department, including Lu Zhou, were all looking at Zhang Ximeng foolishly.

"That experience... this is a letter of help. You can't take it lightly. It's better to leave it to the superiors to decide!"

Zhang Ximeng glared at her eyes, "What to decide... Maybe there is a little trouble with King Cheng, but we shouldn't send troops."

As the second-in-command of the Experience Department, Ruan Hongdao's face collapsed. Not long ago, Zhang Shicheng came to ask for help, and Zhang Ximeng said directly: Everything is fine, nothing happened.

Now I say that even if it is a little trouble, I still shouldn't send troops.

So what should I do next?

"What if Tuotuo conquered all the cities and soldiers surrounded Gaoyou?"

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

Ruan Hongdao was anxious, "Zhang Jing! If this is the case, wouldn't it be better to sit idly by and watch the Yuan army conquer Gaoyou and sweep the world! What should we do then?

"Then we'd say it would have been great if we had done something, but now it's too late!"

"you!"

Ruan Hongdao's seven orifices were smoked, and he was crazy. He gritted his teeth, "Mr. Zhang, do you treat the superior eunuch like this? Could it be that you deliberately passively because you did not become a senator and head the directorial department?"

Zhang Ximeng looked calm and roared: "Ruan Hongdao, Ruan Du! What you need now is to obey the arrangements of this experience official. If you are not satisfied, you can go to the top. If you dare to talk nonsense and alienate your relationship, I will immediately ask for punishment!"

Ruan Hongdao was helpless and only lamented. The current situation was really bad.

Tuotuo led his troops southward, and Zhang Shicheng's initial response was simply a disaster.

He first sent two brothers to lead troops to fight on his own initiative, trying to stop the Yuan army, but ended up colliding with the Yuan army with high morale and suffered heavy losses.

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

As a result, when it came to Zhang Ximeng, nothing happened.

Then the Yuan army divided their troops and captured Yancheng and Xinghua, which was equivalent to waving its left arm and hitting Gaoyou hard... At this moment, Zhang Shicheng sent the second letter.

Facing this letter, Zhang Ximeng's attitude was still very simple.

Maybe a little friction happened, but nothing needed to be done.

At this rhythm, Zhang Ximeng said that it would be great if he had done something at the beginning, but it would be too late. Zhang Shicheng could start the banquet, lively, and play a song of hundreds of birds to pay homage to the phoenix, and send Your Highness Cheng back to heaven!

Once Zhang Shicheng is finished, how can Chuzhou protect it?

A sad and sad feeling of the rabbit and the fox shrouded everyone, including the officials under Lao Zhu, was not immune to the common people.

Then what is Zhang Ximeng doing?

"Actually, there is nothing to say... It's similar to what we expected. Zhang Shicheng underestimated the Yuan court's determination, but did not respond carefully. He suffered a crushing defeat in the early stage, which is reasonable!" Zhang Ximeng analyzed calmly.

There were only four people attending the meeting this time. Jia Lu coughed lightly, "That's right, he was defeated too quickly and too miserable! According to the secret report, Zhang Shicheng's troops in Gaoyou City are less than 20,000, and there are hundreds of thousands of Yuan troops outside, and I don't think he can 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 couldn't defend himself, he would be defeated by the Yuan Tartars in one go. It would be useless for us to save him. We could only arrange troops in various places and fight to the death with the Yuan army!"

Lao Zhu made up his mind, but Zhang Ximeng said: "Lord, Zhang Shicheng is a salt dealer, and his subordinates are salt workers... Do you know how hard the salt workers work?"

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

Jia Lu narrowed his eyes and thought for a while, "Salt workers are really hard-working. They have to carry two hundred kilograms of brine, and walk barefoot all year round, regardless of winter or summer. After working for a few years, they will have joint pain and pain that penetrates the bone marrow. It is better to die than to live!"
Chapter completed!