First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 42

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Ximeng returned to Linhuai Town. They seemed to have a hard time. Except for hundreds of bare-handed young men, they brought nothing back. But both of them know that this time they can make a lot of money, and the money is full, and they all flow out.

　　 rescued Guo Zixing and forced Zhao Jun to apologize. Zhu Yuanzhang's fame suddenly reached a new height, which was comparable to those of the great marshals, and even surpassed Guo Zixing.

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang's brave wisdom has been revealed in the battle to defend Haozhou, there is nothing to say.

　　 This time, regardless of previous complaints, Guo Zixing was saved. It was the benevolence and righteousness of old Zhu... Not only did he pay off all the debts to Guo Zixing before, but it was also the return of Yongquan.

　　 Anyway, as long as you have a normal brain, you won't think that Zhu Yuanzhang owes Guo Zixing, a son-in-law who helped you defend the city and saved your life. What else do you want? It's just like that for my own son!

　　Secondly, Zhu Yuanzhang did not turn his face with Zhao Jun, and still maintained the overall situation of the Haozhou Red Scarf. This alone made the war-torn people grateful and threw themselves to the ground.

　　 Everyone knows that peace cannot last forever, but at the juncture of spring ploughing, there is nothing wrong with each other and there is no need to fight. Planting food, harvesting in autumn, without starving to death, there is nothing else to ask for.

　　 There is no way, in such an apocalyptic world, I really can't think about it too much.

　　 That is to say, so far, Lao Zhu decided to develop alone, and the resulting waves finally did not cause any waves.

　　 And with the increase in prestige, people come in groups every day to take refuge.

　　 There are dozens of people at least, hundreds of people as many as possible, and there is a grand occasion of a young and strong village coming over.

　　 Zhang Ximeng is responsible for registration every day, and he is so busy that he spins around like a top. Within a few days, he made a thick copy, and Zhang Ximeng went to show Zhu Yuanzhang.

　　 Lao Zhu took it, and was surprised at first, "So many?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng smiled and said: "The lord's reputation is well-known, and all parties should be attached. This is also the way it should be."

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang didn't even look at it, but put it aside, and said to Zhang Ximeng: "Sir, you said we recruited so many folks, but it's a good thing?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng is a bit stuck, okay? In fact, in his opinion, a group of fellow villagers can easily form small hills of exclusivity.

Throughout the establishment of Daming, the biggest mountain is Huaixi Xungui, followed by the literati of East Zhejiang, and the military commanders who will be attached later, including Lao Zhu's godsons... , Corrupting the law, corrupting the national code, and doing too many bad things. This is why Lao Zhu had to raise his butcher knife.

　　 "The lord, Emperor Wei Wu started his life, relying on the clan of the Cao and Xiahou clan, Li Tang relied on the Guanlongmen clan, and Zhao Kuangyin relied on the brothers in the Forbidden Army...Without a reliable group of people, it is really impossible to do great things."

"But the Cao family also has Cao Shuang-like stupid pigs and cows. Guanlongmen is also fighting with each other. Zhao Kuangyin will finally have a glass of wine to release his military power!" Zhu Yuanzhang sighed repeatedly, "We are thinking about this these days, and we have just started. To make the big guys willing to do it with us, in addition to fair rewards and punishments, we must rely on the affection of the villagers to form a fist, so that we can slap it again and again!"

　　 "It's just that we have discovered again that in the annals of history, whenever a business starts, this group of people will be arrogant and behave in the future, completely disregarding the military regulations and laws, and has become a national scourge!"

　　Old Zhu turned his head and stared at Zhang Ximeng.

　　 "Sir, do you have any ideas?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng was shocked, "Lord, since this is the case throughout the ages, I don't know!"

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, and suddenly said with a faint smile, "Have you ever said that? Can you tell us about it?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng was startled again. He did make his father carry a lot of ill-fated. Any new idea was said to be the father's thought, which made his father a great prime minister hiding in the people.

　　 Lao Zhu asked that, but he didn't know if it was teasing or asking for advice.

　　 "Lord, can you tell me, what are you going to do?"

Zhu Yuanzhang sighed lightly, "We don't know... But let us say that they are really corrupt and betrayal. We can't bear it. We are a poor man, and we know how much people hate those bastards... we , We can't be the boss of the bastard!"

　　 Old Zhu made a decisive, open heart, Zhang Ximeng also suddenly enlightened, and had some new views on the future Emperor Hongwu.

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang is right. At the beginning of a business, a group of people must follow you.

　　 Fairness, proper rewards and punishments, wise and wise, compassionate subordinates... These advantages are all on a certain basis.

　　 If you want to cherish your subordinates, you must first have subordinates! You want to be strict, but someone is willing to take care of you.

　　 He had nowhere to show his tactics. He could only go to the key political circle, and couldn't take the road of the emperor. I learned a lot of business administration, but later discovered that it was the one managed by others.

　　 In the end, the beginning of everything is to have an initial team.

　　 For Lao Zhu, this team is his Huaixi fellow!

　　 He wants to be recognized by this group of people.

　　 Judging from the current situation, Lao Zhu is successful, even very successful.

　　 Judging from the number of people who come to take refuge every day, Lao Zhu wins numbness.

　　 And for ordinary people. What is the country? What they don't know, at best they can know dimly, it's pretty good that they are Han.

　　 The common people care most about their hometowns. Even the civil servants who have read a lot of books are the same. The Ming Dynasty relies on the region to form a party, it is not too much.

　　 These Huaixi villagers are familiar with each other, even relatives. When they arrive on the battlefield, they will take care of each other and fight hard. They are not afraid of death, will not be in trouble for the friendly army, and remain immobile... This is the biggest advantage.

　　 But I have to admit that because they are familiar with each other, they do things in private. They completely ignore the people above them, boldly, and despise the law. There are also some, and it is very serious.

"Lord, these people should use and must use them, and at the moment, they can only use them." Zhang Ximeng thought about the words, but didn't dare to make a mistake, because he knew that this conversation might affect countless people in the future. Head, can't be vague at all.

　　 "However, when the use is returned to the use, it is necessary to restrict the discipline. When necessary, severe punishment is not allowed, and the law is the first!"

"Well said!" Zhu Yuanzhang nodded vigorously, "This is exactly what we mean. We see more and more soldiers and horses, and our hearts are open, but we are also worried, for fear that things will go wrong if we don't manage well. To speak of it, thanks to Mr. , I have read a lot of books these days and understood a lot of truth!"

　　Zhu Yuanzhang paused, and suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but said: "Sir, you said that we read a book well, can you let the people below also read? If they all understand the truth, we don't need to worry."

These words made Zhang Ximeng's eyes shine brightly. In history, Zhu Yuanzhang would reason about his subordinates, the rewards that should be rewarded, the punishments that should be punished... However, Lao Zhu may not be able to think of letting them read. This can be regarded as Zhang Ximeng's teachings. Square.

　　 "The lord wants me to make arrangements?"

　　 "It wasn't you who arranged it, it was for you to teach them, just like you did to us."

　　 Zhang Ximeng's head grew as soon as he heard it, and Lao Zhu's team swelled, and he was the busiest. Now let him give lectures to the generals. Isn't this exhausting him?

　　 Zhang Ximeng wanted to refuse, but Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly, "Mr. Don't rush to object, we have something, I want to show him."

　　 "What is it?" Zhang Ximeng didn't know what Lao Zhu could bring out to touch his heart.

　　 I saw Zhu Yuanzhang stretch out his hand in his arms and touched it for a long time, only then cautiously took out a gold lock and two gold bracelets and placed them in front of Zhang Ximeng.

　　 "Is this Mr.'s?"

　　 Zhang Ximeng glanced, as if remembering something, he hurriedly grabbed it in his hand, and saw eight words on the golden lock: Ximeng Wuer, long life!

　　 Looking at the bracelet again, there are also these eight words~www.mtlnovel.com~ Zhang Ximeng could no longer calm down, he stood up suddenly, his whole body trembling slightly.

　　 He carried this with him before he was eight years old. Later, when he was older, he let his old lady put it away. It should be put together with the old lady's dowry jewelry.

　　They were stolen by their servants on their way to Haozhou...How could they fall into the hands of Zhu Yuanzhang?

　　 "Master, is this?"

　　 Zhu Yuanzhang got up, "Mr. come with us."

　　 Zhang Ximeng's heart was pounding, he remembered, that old servant named Wang, excused to find medicine for himself, stole jewelry and ran away... He, is he really alive?

　　 Zhang Ximeng originally thought that in this troubled world, once separated, there was a huge crowd, and there was no face recognition, and he couldn't find it at all, but he didn't expect that he would actually be able to meet him.

　　 "Little, master!"

　　 The old Wang saw Zhang Ximeng, he hesitated at first, and when he recognized it, he was so scared to death!

　　 "Master, please forgive me! For the sake of the villain serving the three generations of the Zhang family, please spare the little one!"

　　 Zhang Ximeng just smiled coldly. The old Wang realized something was wrong, and squatted his head hurriedly, "Master, the master always cherishes his subordinates, the younger one knows that he is wrong, please forgive him..."

Snapped!

　　 Zhang Ximeng waved his slap and slapped Pharaoh's mouth severely.

　　 Mentioned the old man, he trembled and his pupils were breathing fire.

　　 "Tell you, my father is dead! You have to go underground and apologize!"

　　 After talking, Zhang Ximeng shook his fist, no matter his head or face, he smashed it down, punching more hard than punching, he wanted to vent all the hatred in his stomach!

　　 Punching and kicking, turning around and grabbing the whip, whipping fiercely, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say anything, but silently delivered a bucket of salt water... Hit it, cramped and peeled, and killed this conscientious beast!

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