First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 197

Also, Timur has experienced so much first, from the initial resentment and anger, to the current helplessness and disappointment... He already has no feelings for the Yuan Dynasty, so tired, destroy it!

As for himself, he doesn't seem to have any ideas or goals. It doesn't matter whether he is in a prisoner of war camp or not. He is very happy to see others unlucky.

Once a person like Liu Bowen is released, there will definitely be many interesting things, and there will be no shortage of distinguished guests in the prisoner of war camp. This is more of a beautiful thing!

But Zhang Ximeng obviously didn't want to do this. He thought about it, and then he said, "Also first, what do you want? I mean, what unique talents and skills do you have?"

She also rolled her eyelids first, "Does carving onion silk count?"

Zhang Ximeng laughed angrily, "Seriously, what about medical skills? Handicrafts, calligraphy and painting? Anyway, you have to know something, right?"

At this time, Xuexue suddenly said, "He will deliver the animals!"

"What?" Zhang Ximeng said in shock, "You know a veterinarian?"

It was only then that Timur remembered that he really had this skill.

"It's like this. It turns out that I have a lot of good horses in my house. There are hundreds of them. Many of them were sent from Persia in the Western Regions. The horses are abnormal. I am afraid that my subordinates will not take care of them. , deliver babies, treat diseases, repair horseshoes, put on horseshoes, I can also make saddles, and when it comes to raising horses, I am an expert, and this is not a disgrace to the Mongolian ancestors!”

"Bah! You stinky shameless... The Mongolian ancestors will fight, and you will give away their heads!" Xue Xue complained unceremoniously.

Also first Timur gritted his teeth in anger, "You, you are not much better... Don't think I don't know, before you were 30 years old, you liked to play with pigeons. There were thousands of pigeons in your family, and you watched pigeons fly all over the sky every day. You were so happy. Later, when the imperial court wanted to give you an official position, in order to raise pigeons, you actually refused to let your father get angry and let all the pigeons fly. You cried bitterly for several days and became seriously ill! "

These two are crazy about exposing each other's scars, that's rude, Tu Jian, Fu Shou, Alu Hui and others all turned their heads to the side, and they were both officials in the same dynasty and in the same prisoner of war camp, it's true Lost people!

Zhang Ximeng listened with great interest, because he found that the small prisoner of war camp was really full of talented people.

"Also first, see if this is okay, I'll hire you to manage the animals in the army. To be honest, how to raise cattle, horses and animals, and how to treat them when they are sick, we really lack talents here. You are still in the prisoner of war camp for the time being. Here, but I can arrange a special residence for you, and the treatment will be calculated according to the general flag, what do you think?"

Timur was also stunned for a long time before slowly saying, "Let me raise horses and cattle?"

"right!"

"And then use these cattle and horses to deal with the Yuan Dynasty?"

"This...not necessarily, do you still need to protect the homeland!" Zhang Ximeng said with consideration.

Who would have known that Timur would be happy in an instant, "Okay! That's great! I finally have something to do! When the time comes, I'm willing to take up the post at any time!"

Quite positive!

Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "How about the fifteenth day of the first lunar month? Let the big guy spend the New Year first!"

"No! It's not too late, the animals are sick, and they will die in a few days. I, I'll go after the fifth day!" Timur also looked at the others provocatively, how about it? Are you envious?

We can be considered to be out of the sea of ​​misery, and there is something to do!

Also, Timur doesn't care about his position. The key is that he has failed enough for most of his life. He didn't become a good official, and the country was about to die.

In the end, he was abandoned by the country and was burdened with grievances.

Of course he is a dog, but Yuan Ting is a dog. He hates Dayuan, so it can be said that a dog bites a dog.

This cow and horse, I have to take care of it!

Seeing that, he has high fighting spirit first. Xue Xue, who has been fighting with him for so long, can't take it anymore. I also want to find something to do!

"By the way, Zhang experience, do you want to use carrier pigeons?"

Zhang Ximeng pondered a little, then said: "Of course it is necessary, but few of us here can raise them. The pigeons are thin, not strong enough to fly, and they are too timid..."

Hearing what Zhang Ximeng said, Xue Xue immediately became energetic, "Zhang experience, I don't blame those who keep pigeons at all, let me tell you, this pigeon, you have to choose from an egg, the parents should be good, and the shape of the egg should be good, Incubation also needs to be careful... Wait for the little pigeons to come out, what to feed, how to train, there are rules, the most important thing is to be willing to pay the price, and to give good materials! Only in this way will the pigeons fed out are big enough and good at flying. , courageous, and clever... Many farmers raise pigeons and throw a handful of rice grains, so how can it be done! Good pigeons are like Maxima, you must be careful, you must eat them before, and you must know what is good..."

The snow is constantly surging, so I almost said let me come!

Zhang Ximeng couldn't help laughing, "If that's the case, try it! But there is no official system for raising pigeons, so I can't give you an official title."

"No!" Xue Xue was full of confidence, "As long as you give me some time to raise the pigeons, from Dadu to Jinling, the news will be delivered within three days. Don't look at the wide river, and the pigeons can fly if you can't stand it. Just wait and see!"

These two have found a new life, and others in the prison camp are envious of them, but the problem is that they do not have these special skills. If they knew that the playboys also have spring, when they were young, they should have tossed hard and learned more about their messy skills. At one point, be prepared!

Zhang Ximeng looked at the others and set his eyes on Du Jian, "You are the imperial clan of the Yuan court. This golden family has spread its branches and leaves, with a large number of people, and it has been divided into several countries. I'm afraid that outsiders can't tell... or you Please work hard and revise the golden family lineage to help us understand some of the Mongolian situation."

Du Jian was stunned, and finally nodded, "Okay, I can see that the Yuan Dynasty must be destroyed sooner or later, and we unworthy descendants should do something."

In a blink of an eye, everyone has something to do, and only Nahachu, Alu Hui and others are left. What can they do?

Zhang Ximeng suddenly came up with an idea, "We are now planning to build a military academy, and the lord himself gives lectures to many generals... You have all led cavalry. What's your experience? Would you like to go and give lectures?"

"Lecture?" Naha was dumbfounded. He was a defeated general and went to class. Who would listen?

"You can't look at it this way. A foot is short, an inch is long. Besides, we are not good at using cavalry to learn from you. It is also reasonable. I will tell the lord when I look back. Let the lord sit in the classroom, no one dares not listen."

Listening to Zhang Ximeng's words, these people are all shining, which is not bad. Although they lost on the battlefield, they can still be found in the classroom!

Especially in the battles on Taiping Road and Jiqing Road, they were beaten by Lao Zhu so they lost their temper. To be honest, it's not that they couldn't, but the morale of the army had already collapsed.

Be sure to review it in class and treat it as a classic battle.

While chatting with great interest here, Liu Bowen came out holding a piece of advice.

Eighteen suggestions were sent to Zhang Ximeng.

"Sinners are frightened and don't know how to repay the grace of the superiors. I only have a little stupid opinion. If I can help the superiors, the sinner will benefit even if he dies!"

After speaking, Liu Bowen respectfully handed this thing over to Zhang Ximeng!

The works that Lao Liu devoted his whole heart to, are of course the fart of the old gods, which is extraordinary!

Zhang Ximeng took it in his hand and nodded solemnly, "I will hand it over to the lord and study it carefully. Mr. Bowen should not be too persistent. This is a big era when the world is breaking down and the world is changing. Our pattern must be big, and we must see more. Far, longer, let go of oneself and think more about the world!"

Liu Bowen took a deep breath, bowed and saluted, "Thank you for your experience, sinners know!"

Zhang Ximeng chatted a few more times with the big guy before leaving.

That night, firecrackers were blaring in the prisoner-of-war camp, and the dumplings were fragrant. A group of old men with different moods sat together, sipping bitter wine in their cups, with different thoughts.

As a dignitary, he has a lot of Tibetan wine, but how could he ever get drunk?

Get drunk today, be a human again tomorrow!

On the other side, Zhang Ximeng went to Zhu Yuanzhang's handsome mansion. Empress Ma prepared the New Year's Eve dinner. Zhu Ying, Li Wenzhong, Zhu Wenzheng, including Lao Zhu's sister-in-law and brother-in-law Li Zhen, were all there.

The family was reunited, and Zhu Biao, who was less than a few months old, was there.

Zhang Ximeng didn't come up with this name, but Lao Zhu himself. I don't know how many ancient books he turned over to find this word!

Biao from the wood from the show, has the meaning of the celestial paradigm.

In other words, this child is not only the young master of Zhu's army, but also the eldest brother of the sons in the future. UU Kanshu www.uukanshu.com must lead by example and set an example. Just by such a name, you can see how much Lao Zhu cares about this child.

"Mr. Zhang, Biao'er's teacher, you must be yours! After two or three years, let him study with you!" Lao Zhu raised this matter again.

Zhang Ximeng smiled slightly, "It's naturally my blessing that the lord looks down on me. But if I say that I want the eldest son to inherit the importance of the foundation, reading is far from enough... The things written in the book are put there, you can take them at any time, remember If you don't remember, it doesn't matter. Only what you have personally experienced is your own. As the son of the lord, you can learn from the classics, history, poetry, and songs. All of his efforts are not on the books."

Lao Zhu was taken aback. This is the first time I have heard of such a statement.

However, after thinking about it for a while, he realized that he was able to have what he is today, and the more than three years of wandering was really an indispensable wealth.

It's not that there is anything to be admired about suffering, but the tenacity, survival wisdom, and the knowledge of people and the situation that have been honed under that desperate situation. The more powerful you are, the more important your role will be, and none of this is learned from books.

"Sir said that, but we don't know how to teach this little thing!" Lao Zhu said, stretched out his hand carefully, and hugged Zhu Biao in his arms, like a treasure.

On the child's neck, there is a beautiful jade pendant... Don't lose it, don't forget, Xian Shou Heng Chang!

"To be honest, from the point of view of us being a father, it would be nice to keep our children safe and live a long life, right?"

Chapter end