First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 118

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Tamer was taken prisoner if he was not good at fleeing.

Frankly speaking, this is a bit beyond the expectations of Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Ximeng. A First-Class member of the Yuan Dynasty, the younger brother of the Prime Minister, who had escaped twice under Liu Futong's hand, even if he couldn't beat him, he could always run!

Even if you can't run away, you can always die!

But this one became a prisoner. His rank was much higher than Zhong Shu Zuo Cheng and Jia Lu, Shang Shu of the Ministry of Industry, and his influence was much greater.

What should this person do?

Killed?

Perhaps this is the easiest and the easiest, to behead the senior officials of Yuan Ting, boost the morale of the army, and boost morale. There is nothing better than this.

It's just that Zhu Yuanzhang hasn't made up his mind for a long time, he has some other ideas.

"Lord, if I guess right, does the lord want to tame this person?"

Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled twice and chuckled: "We are also wishful thinking. He is a high-ranking official of the Yuan Dynasty and a Mongolian nobleman. How can he reform himself? We are a little worried. If you kill him, will you kill him? If that's the case, Can we hold it?"

Zhang Ximeng encouraged: "The Lord, Timur was reluctant to die, which proves that he is not a diehard man. Lord Lord has the world in mind. Since the founding of the Yuan Dynasty, there have been hundreds of thousands of Mongols on the Central Plains. When he was an official in the dynasty, he had done some good deeds in assisting and rectifying officials, and supervising hundreds of officials. If such a person can be won over, it will have an impact on the hearts of the people in the world, I am afraid it is self-evident. !"

"Besides, the lord is worried about Tutuo desperately, I dare not say no, but standing in this position, can he withstand failure?"

In a word, Lao Zhu sighed with emotion, yes, Liuhe failed miserably and lost 20,000 elites, the court officials were captured, and he was still the younger brother of the escape.

Even the brothers in arms can't protect them, so how can they lead the three armies?

It is foreseeable that the next situation will be very difficult, and the enemies in the center will definitely attack in groups.

Even doing anything without taking care of this younger brother will become an excuse for political opponents to attack. If you care about protecting his brother, there is no court in his heart. No matter what, he is said to be wolfish ambition, cold and ruthless, and his virtue is not enough to command the three armies... anyway. I am scolding, so I am here. As long as I want to provoke me, I still have some excuses.

If you hacked it to death at this time, Timur would be the first to do it, and if you could take it off, you would really hit the army directly.

But if Timur did not die first, he would be a hostage in the hands of Zhu Jiajun. He could not only contain the liberation, but also influence the Yuan court, and inspire morale.

It's a wonderful use, it's one-minded!

"The lord, kill with a knife, and have a gratitude for gratitude. After all, it is not good. To kill the person who should be killed, the vicious and conscientious animal must be beheaded. As for the other people, please think twice, let me say too much. If you can get rid of the captives, I hope that the lord will also be able to open the net, just let him reform it!"

Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't help laughing, "Sir, you dare to think! Okay, let's promise you, let alone get rid of it, even if the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty is arrested, if he is willing to reform, let's not kill!"

Zhu Yuanzhang didn't take this seriously, and he had to catch it before saying it.

As for Timur's survival, it depends on his brother Tutuo. After all, Tutuo is still the leader of the largest armed group with 400,000 soldiers. He casually killed his brother. The consequences are unpredictable.

"Since the lord agrees, it is better to imprison Yexian Timur and Lao Zhang together so that Lao Zhang teaches and teaches them first." Zhang Ximeng said with a smile.

Zhu Yuanzhang almost laughed when he heard this idea. He tried to stretch for a long time, but he still couldn't stretch it anymore.

We are well-trained, but we can't help it sometimes!

Why is this idea so happy? If we were Timur first, we would probably commit suicide directly and definitely not suffer this torture.

Timur was also a Mongolian noble officer, the historian of the Yuan Dynasty, who was in charge of supervising hundreds of officials.

Zhiyuan Lao Zhang was a Semu, who was defeated and captured in Hengjianshan and received reform.

Now let Lao Zhang go to teach Timur first, the two of them stood together and felt embarrassed just thinking about it.

Lao Zhu also figured it out, even if it is to watch the excitement, he can't kill Timur for the time being!

"Sure, just do what Mr. wants to do!"

Unexpectedly, Timur heard the news first, widened his eyes in surprise, and blurted out, "Old Zhang, thanks to the emperor's favor, how can he still dare to survive? He should be martyred!"

After Timur yelled first, everyone looked at him with weird eyes.

This guy was startled, his old face blushed. If he put the thermometer on his cheek at this time, it would probably be overwhelming.

Zhang Ximeng hurriedly said: "You don't have to think too much, we have rules in doing things. If you are really guilty, you will be guilty of a thousand swords, but you will also be blamed. If you are not mortal sin, follow the reform, repent and rehabilitate, and regain it. A day of freedom...remember, we are the real masters, not the same as Yuan Ting!"

Zhang Ximeng confessed a few words, and someone immediately detained Yexian Timur.

And there are people who are divided into two groups, staring at him all the time, for fear that this person can't think of committing suicide.

Such an arrangement is also really interesting. The big guy even thought about it, let him get out of prison, let him get together with his younger brother, crouching dragon and phoenix chicks, that should be so interesting!

Taking advantage of Timur's efforts to deal with it, the whole battlefield situation was almost clarified.

The Yuan Army's two million households lost almost two thousand in the process of attacking Liuhe. Of the remaining 18,000 people, more than 3,000 died in the battle just now. In addition, more than 7,000 people were captured but still Thousands of people were scattered, some ran to the Yangtze River, trying to escape to Zhenzhou, and some ran in the direction of Tianchang, intending to escape back to Gaoyou.

There are preparations for both directions, but Xu Da is also facing an army of 30,000 who knows the affairs of the Privy Council, and the situation is critical.

Lao Zhu didn't dare to neglect at all. The war here hadn't completely ended, so he gathered up the team, using Tang He and Hua Yun as the forward, a total of 15,000 people, and immediately went to assist Xu Da. Valley

Zhu Yuanzhang personally led the troops, which shows his importance.

As for the rest of Liuhe's finishing work, Zhu Yuanzhang handed it over to Zhang Ximeng. As long as it wasn't for war, Zhang Ximeng was more adept at handling it than Zhu Yuanzhang.

However, Geng Junyong and his father and son Geng Bingwen were good at defending the city, and they were in urgent need of repairs. After a few words of encouragement, Old Zhu asked them to assist Zhang Ximeng to take care of the aftermath.

After making arrangements, Lao Zhu immediately set off for the next battlefield to entertain guests at the second table.

Zhang Ximeng has nothing to regret, he does this job.

The strongest support is coming!

Zhang Ximeng arranged for the Geng family and his sons to lead the troops, sweep the battlefield, mobilize the surrounding militia, capture the prisoners, and strive not to let any one go.

Then Zhang Ximeng launched an offensive against the captives, and gathered 400,000 troops. Among them were soldiers and horses from the Western Regions, but more were collected from various provinces, and many were even captured as strong men.

Obviously he was working in the fields, but he was caught in a daze, tied with a rope, and brought to Dadu, and then he went south with the soldiers and horses in a daze.

Except for the county seat, the guys who have never been anywhere else for decades traveled thousands of miles in a daze, went to fight in an unfamiliar area, and got captured in a daze.

They are like poor weeds, flying with the strong wind, they can't be the master at all.

Zhang Ximeng immediately ordered that the officers among the captives should be found. The Mongolians and Semu were identified and all detained in solitary confinement.

As for the remaining ordinary soldiers, Zhang Ximeng gathered them together.

"We know very well that most of you have been entrapped, and you are also the victims. Yuan Ting has done a lot of evil and is too numerous to write. They opened the river to change money, cruelly pressed, and smashed the bones. They forced the Red Turban rebels everywhere. Now they are trying to eliminate the Red Turban Army. Exercisingly and aggressively, everywhere, Latino arresting husbands, forcing the kind-hearted people to kill each other and act as their executioners."

"In a word, we fight for life and death, and fight each other. We must recognize this. We are not enemies. On the contrary, we have a common enemy. After you are captured, you don't have to. If you are worried, we will arrange food and clothing, and try to keep the big guys hungry. Of course, we will also arrange labor so that you can receive education and change your mind. Willing to join the Red Turban Army, we welcome, and are willing to cultivate , As ordinary people, we can also grant land, even if we want to go home, we will provide entanglement. In short, as long as the big guys don't act as running dogs for Yuan Ting and don't kill each other, we are brothers!"

Zhang Ximeng talked a lot with the captives, and it was a clarification of the policy for the captives.

But no matter how nice it is, there are still many people who don't believe it after all.

But soon they felt the difference. After Zhang Ximeng finished speaking, they prepared dinner for them.

Many people have been hungry for a day and night with empty stomachs.

Zhang Ximeng asked them to prepare brown rice porridge, steamed buns, and pickles.

When each captive received the food, the hands were shaking. Is this true? How can you eat so well?

Indeed, being able to eat buns with white flour is something that the Yuan Army would not dare to think about.

Not to mention whether Yuan Ting has enough food. Even if there is good food, those who are officials must deduct it in every possible way and use it to make a fortune. As for ordinary soldiers, it is good to have enough food. As for what to eat, then don't expect it. Up.

Moldy and spoiled, even bran eaten by cattle, can be used to satisfy hunger.

In terms of food alone, Zhu Jiajun is much better than them.

Zhang Ximeng even had a thought, "Geng Qianhu, you said that if we surround the Yuan army, and then put the white flour buns, the fragrant pork stew, beat the gongs and drums in front of the battle, let them surrender and come over to eat. Okay. What do you think will happen to them?"

Geng Jun smiled, "What else, surrender obediently! Sir, let's build a military farm and average acres of land. This is the best strategy. Only when you have food in your hand, you have the bottom line in your heart!"

Zhang Ximeng also nodded. At this time, Geng Bingwen came, with something still in his arms, and mysteriously came to Zhang Ximeng, "Please look at him, sir."

Zhang Ximeng frowned, took it, and found that it was a book with tens of thousands of words. The pages of the book were darkened. It should have been flipped through from time to time, but the book had no name.

Zhang Ximeng unfolded, only to turn two pages, and suddenly frowned.

"Where did this come from?"

Geng Bingwen said: "It was Timur's army account first. Hu Dahai's naive man only took care of arresting people, but didn't take the official letters. I snatched them all. I found this when I checked them." He lowered his voice, "Sir, this, is it our superiors?"

Zhang Ximeng was stunned for a long time, looking at the above text, he seemed to have guessed something, his expression changed. Someone's job is really good, and they deceived Yuan Ting so badly~www.mtlnovel.com~ Keep your mouth shut, don't let the news go, I'll discuss this with the lord. "Zhang Ximeng said again: "Is there anything else now?" "

"Yes!" Geng Bingwen said: "There are two main things at the moment. One is that I have caught a lot of gentry and celebrities in Chuzhou. They have taken refuge in the Yuan army, and in the barracks, they also give advice. What should these people do? ?"

"Check it out and punish you!" Zhang Ximeng said decisively: "The big guy has to figure out that ordinary soldiers in the Yuan army are our brothers and can fight for them. Some Yuan army generals, they are ordered to act, and we can also reform. But Those beasts who betray their ancestors and are willing to be running dogs are opposed to our equalization of the land. They do not want to see the poor gain the power. They also dream of using the power of the Yuan Ting to continue to dominate the people, squeeze the people, and turn the big guys into beasts and horses again. Such people are even more hateful than Timur Yexian, so don't be polite to them!"

With a few words, Zhang Ximeng made the key point clearly, and Geng Bingwen nodded repeatedly, convinced. He was very afraid that someone would say that even Timur did not kill him first, so why kill them?

Now that Zhang Ximeng has made it clear, he will have a solid foundation.

"Sir, there is one more thing, that is, when we were defending the city, we took in a female soldier. She is a strange woman. King Qin broke the drum and beat the drums impassionedly, which greatly boosted morale. How does the sir think about this person's arrangements? "

Zhang Ximeng was also surprised, there is such a person?

"Come on, please, let me see."

Not long after Zhou Huiniang hurried over wearing a red war jacket with her hands in her sleeves, although drumming is no better than playing the pipa, don't forget, in order to excite the drums, you must hold the drumsticks tightly and hit them continuously with your fingers. The wound on the upper part was already shaken open, the white cloth was soaked with blood, and the piercing pain made her frown.

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