First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 4

　　Zhu Chongba is purely curious, chatting casually, Zhang Ximeng is just a child, what earth-shattering things can he say?

　　 But Zhang Ximeng didn't think so. Lao Zhu asked himself, it was an interview with the boss, but it shouldn't be sloppy. You must use 200% of your skills.

　　 "Do you know the old things about Song Dynasty?"

　　 Zhu Chongba honestly said: "It was not clear in the past, but the Red Turban army was going to reopen Da Song Zhitian. I also inquired about it, but I don't know much."

Zhang Ximeng cheered up and smiled: "My dear, I have a story. One day Song Huizong took Prince Zhao Huan and King Kang Zhao Go to take a boat to Jinming Lake. As a result, a gust of wind came and the father and son fell into the water. The people in Bianjing heard that they were curious to ask who was saved? At this time, the Taixue side began to lively, and many scholars shouted in unison, tears raining: Da Song is saved!"

　　 Zhu Chongba frowned, and he was taken aback for a moment before he realized that he couldn't help but laugh, and said, "You kid is really sarcastic, and the Emperor Song is so unbearable?"

Zhang Ximeng sternly said: "En Gong, the great Song Dynasty is not righteous, it was brought out of the mother's womb. Zhao Kuangyin and Chen Qiao mutiny, seized the world after the Zhou Dynasty, bullied the orphans and widows, and occupied the country. The Southern Song Dynasty Emperor Gaozong sat and watched the Central Plains fall, his father and brother were captured, no Thinking of restoring the country, he killed Yue Fei, a famous anti-jin warrior, self-destructed the Great Wall, bowed his knees and proclaimed himself a minister. How could such a monarch take the hero? Four defeats in Mongolia, a miserable defeat all the way, so that the country fell, and China changed hands. It is so terrible that rivers and mountains have become Mongolian horse farms!"

　　 Zhu Zhong nodded, "Da Song really can't do it! I heard that I had complained about the killing of Prince Yue, and it was too angry. Now that the Red Scarf Army wants to restore the world of the Song Dynasty, should we restore such a thing?"

Zhang Ximeng shook his head, "En Gong, reopen the Great Song Dynasty, not to restore the Great Song Dynasty, but to overthrow the Yuan Court! Not to mention the Great Song Dynasty, since the three generations of the Qin and Han Dynasties, the Central Plains dynasty has been inherited continuously. Although there are five chaotic flowers in the middle, But there is still a corner in the south. Emperor Wen of the Sui Dynasty, Yang Jian, is a descendant of Emperor Yang Zhen of the Han Dynasty. He unified the nine states and revived China. Only after Yashan, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains fell into the hands of the Mongols. The hearts of the people of the world were sad and indignant, and they were full of blood and tears. In addition, the Mongols are cruel and tyrannical, contempt for the Southerners, and a life is not as valuable as livestock. How can people of insight not hate or resent? The reopening of the Song Dynasty is intended to change the day and the day!"

　　 At this point, Zhang Ximeng stretched out his hand to unfold the Molan map.

　　 "Please look at this orchid, this orchid has no roots and leaves. The painter has said that the land has been taken away. He lives as a survivor and will never be an official of Yuan Ting!"

　　 Zhu Chongba was shocked when he heard this. He couldn't help but leaned over and stared at the painting. He looked at the painting repeatedly, and then said, "This person is very handsome!"

　　 After sighing, Zhu Chongba said again: "Let's listen to what you mean, reopening the Song Dynasty is secondary, and taking the land back is true! What Liu Futong and the others say is nothing more than gathering people's hearts."

Lao Zhu quickly grasped the point. Zhang Ximeng nodded vigorously. They talked about the painting, talking about people, about the country, about the past... The more they talked about Zhu Chongba, the more excited they were. Sober. He wanted to let people talk to himself a long time ago, but he has never met a sensible person.

　　 Today, I got what I wanted. I got a lot of rewards. I chatted and forgot about dinner. Until Ma found it, Lao Zhu reluctantly stopped.

　　 When it was at the dinner table, Lao Zhu also told Ma, “In the past, we were like buckling in a big tank. Let the little brother Zhang say that. We suddenly opened up. It's really an insight.”

　　 Ma Shi was also happy to listen. In the past, she was worried that Zhang Ximeng's famous scholar would have a temper and could not get along with her husband. Now it seems that she is completely thinking about it.

　　 Ma's smiled and gave Zhang Ximeng a dish, and said: “It seems that I will inevitably have to trouble Xiaoge Zhang in the future.”

　　 Zhang Ximeng said a few polite words, and suddenly realized an opportunity.

If he wants to stay by Zhu Chongba's side, he must have enough value. After all, no one wants to raise a person to eat rice. Therefore, Zhang Ximeng deliberately said: "Gongong, just listening to the kid does not necessarily have any gains. If Eun Gong is willing to learn, or to study from scratch for enlightenment."

Zhu Zhongba felt a little bit, but it was a pity: "We went to private schools when we were young, but the family was poor. After only two months of studying, my eldest brother was going to get married, so he took the money as a gift. Later in Huangjue. The temple looked through the Buddhist scriptures and recognized a few words. We also want to read, but no one wants to teach us."

　　 At this moment, Ma couldn't help but smile, "This is not ready-made? Just ask Zhang Xiaoge to teach you!"

　　 Zhu Zhongbayi was startled, this kid seemed to have no other problems except his youth. He stood up suddenly and bowed deeply at Zhang Ximeng, "Sir, would you like to teach us?"

Lao Zhu's utterly shocked Zhang Ximeng. He quickly said: "My benefactor is willing to learn, so the kid will do my best, but my knowledge is not high, and my goodness is really a blessing to the kid. You don't need to be polite, say If you want to dig your heart out, this boy is saved by Grace, and the boy is worried and doesn't know how to repay it!"

　　Zhang Ximeng said so truthfully, Zhu Chongba and Ma clan were both happy.

　　 Zhu Zhong eight said: "Sister, the little gentleman agreed, you can get two more dishes, and another pot of wine, you can't neglect the little gentleman anyway."

While Ma was preparing, Zhu Chongba smiled and said, "Maybe the little man has guessed that we are the Red Scarf of Haozhou. Over the years, we have died of our parents, brothers, nephews... , Desperate, we hate this court!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng nodded, and sighed: "Benevolence, isn't the kid a hatred of family and the country!"

　　 Zhu Chong Bayi was stunned, and immediately thought that Zhang Ximeng's father and mother had just died in the hands of the officers and soldiers. The situation of both of them was miserable. Lao Zhu looked at Zhang Ximeng and got closer.

"Little sir, we are not so sure in our hearts. Right now the court still has a million troops. The situation of the Red Scarf Rebels is not good! A few months ago, the Sesame Li in Xuzhou was wiped out, only Peng Da and Zhao Both ran to Haozhou with their bare buttocks. Not long ago, news came that Wang San of Beisuo Red Scarf was also dead. I'm really afraid that if we don't see the day of revenge and hatred, our heads will fall to the ground."

　　 It is indeed the hardest time for the Red Turban Army, and Zhu Chongba is not to blame for worrying.

Zhang Ximeng immediately straightened his waist and encouraged: "The kid doesn't understand the situation of the war... But the father said that Hu Lu has no national fate for a century, and the Yuan court has been established for almost a hundred years. The monarch is mediocre, the officials are greedy, and the people are boring. Coupled with the continuous natural disasters and the flooding of the Yellow River, the Yuan Ting has reached the end of the world, but now Yuan Ting's deeds will only force more people to become homeless, become refugees, and join the Red Scarf. In the long run, the Yuan Ting will lose. The Red Scarf will win! It's just that the road will be more tortuous."

　　 Zhu Chongba is a shock again, this makes sense!

　　 People like him who didn't want to rebel, had no choice but to take up swords and guns. Thousands of people thought about Yuan Ting's destruction, even if they were gods, they couldn't get back to heaven.

　　 Zhu Chongba suddenly felt that Zhang Ximeng was a rare talent, and it was a bit wasteful to keep enlightenment for himself.

"Mr., you know how to hyphenate, you can speak, and you have insight. Here, you are really wronged. When you get better, I recommend you to see the boss. We guarantee that the boss will reuse you. ."

　　 Handsome?

　　 Guo Zixing?

Zhang Ximeng had no interest at all. After talking to Lao Zhu, he was absolutely sure that this was the future Hongwu Great Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang... In the end of Yuan Dynasty, unless he directly killed Lao Zhu with a sniper rifle, it would be regarded as Those who pass through may not have done it well.

　　Without him, relying on Lao Zhu's fierce energy to completely divide the land with the local tyrants, it would be a dead end for the traverser.

　　 Zhang Ximeng is less than twelve years old, and he is a sick child. He doesn't think he has the ability to do it alone. In this case, holding Lao Zhu's thigh, it couldn't be more suitable.

　　 Many people mentioned Lao Zhu, and they have a stereotype that Lao Zhu likes to kill heroes, and he will not end well with Lao Zhu. Not to mention Xu Da, Tang He, who died of life, and even took a break with the country.

　　 Should those heroes who have corrupted the law and acted wickedly should be confessed? Can they not die just because they developed the state power?

Lao Zhu is an emperor who has risen from the bottom. He is completely different from the emperor who has won the world with the support of nobles. He has a deep hatred of corruption and has a very low tolerance for corruption. He is naturally not polite. In another dynasty, heroes do not greedy power but only earn money. UU reading www.uukanshu.com may still be the way to save lives, but I'm sorry, Lao Zhu is different.

　　 Then again, as long as there is no corruption and no power, you can still live very securely.

　　 Li Shanchang was killed. Although he returned to his hometown, he was unwilling to be lonely. He remotely controlled the government. As for the blue jade, he was domineering, and it was a way to kill him.

Of course, it does not mean that there are no unjust cases, such as Song Guogong Feng Sheng, such as Ying Guogong Fu Youde... But for Zhang Ximeng, he still has a choice. The big deal is to follow Muying to Yunnan. The four seasons are like spring. Elephants, peacocks, don't be too beautiful in small days!

　　 What's more, right now Zhu Chongba had just joined the army and returned to Guo Zixing's subordinates. He didn't do it alone...then you might as well set an unrealistic goal for yourself and change Lao Zhu a little bit to make Daming's foundation more reliable.

　　 Anyway, there are still more than ten years before the founding of Daming, and it is not yet a turn to think about what will happen in a few decades.

　　 While Zhang Ximeng was thinking, Zhu Chongba looked at him, wondering in his heart, could this kid look down on the handsome man? Unwilling to play for the Red Scarf?

　　Perhaps, after all, he is a home for reading, even if he has an antagonism with Yuan Ting, he is not willing to be a thief, which ruined his reputation...

While Zhu Chongba was pondering, Zhang Ximeng bowed and solemnly said: "My benefactor, the boy is young, weak, and knowledgeable. When you get to the marshal, you will only be bad. If the benefactor does not dislike him, let the boy follow the grace. Gong, let's play for the benefactor!"

　　 Zhu Zhong frowned and frowned, which was really funny. He didn't want to follow the commander, but he was willing to follow himself...

　　 "Mr., we are just a mere nine chiefs now, do you think so much about us?" Zhu Chongba quietly changed his name.

　　 Zhang Ximeng nodded vigorously, met Zhu Chongba's gaze, and smiled: "How about the Emperor Han, it's just a pavilion!"

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