First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 462

In Zhu Yuanzhang, the Confucius father and son not only did not get the pardon they dreamed of, but almost lost their lives... In addition, they had to be interrogated, and they had to write a book and publish it all over the world.

All in all, it is to make you ruined, and life is better than death.

If that's the case, then it's better to die...

It was neat and tidy, and he died. It not only relieved his own suffering, but also maintained the honor of his ancestors. Maybe when later generations revive Confucianism, they will still praise him, saying that the Confucian family has strong descendants, he is a man, and he did not embarrass Confucius!

Kong Kejian and Kong Xixue looked at each other, and the two of them read a strong desire to survive in each other's eyes... This is a kind of father's kindness and filial piety, and they got together.

What else can I do, just make do with it!

Judging from the current appearance, there is a high probability that he can still survive, but the honor of being a descendant of the Kong family will all be lost.

I can only hold back and feel aggrieved and useless... Anyway, no matter what, I'm still alive.

"Actually, Dad, we may not be the most unlucky. If one day, the Ming army invades Dadu, captures the Emperor Yuan Ting, and asks him to work with us, then..."

"Don't, don't talk nonsense!" Kong Kejian quickly stopped his son, "You, you are going to commit a serious crime of deceiving the king!" Kong Kejian murmured: "Actually, it is enough to catch Chahan, he will do."

After speaking, there was a hint of expectation on the corner of Kong Kejian's mouth. He really wanted to see that scene.

Before the two of them walked out, suddenly a man from the guards came running over with a jar of medicinal wine in his hand and handed it to Kong Kejian.

"This was sent by Zhang Xiang. You have just been working, and you can't help but get injured. Apply some to relieve the pain."

Kong Kejian was stunned when he took over the small jar that weighed almost two pounds.

Zhang Ximeng sent it?

Is he really a red face?

"Many, thank you Zhang Xiang, thank you!"

After sending the Confucius and his sons away, Zhu Yuanzhang took a deep breath and snorted: "Mr. Zhang, if you hadn't sent them to hard labor first, we would have killed the Confucian family... Really think that they are necessary? Daming doesn't need Confucianism. , I don't need the Kong family! Do you understand what we mean, sir?”

Can you not understand?

Only Zhang Ximeng subconsciously jolted and said hurriedly: "My lord, let the minister say that we don't need Confucianism, it's too much, Confucianism has been engraved in our bones, and we can't get rid of it. It is also an improvement and revision made in response to the shortcomings of Confucianism. If there is no Confucianism, wouldn't the things written by ministers become empty talk?"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned and said coldly: "Sir, we can hear that you are becoming more and more introverted, and you are not as aggressive as you used to be. You always remind us not to forget your original intention, so why isn't that gentleman no longer courageous? "

Zhang Ximeng smiled helplessly, "My lord, the minister also thinks about it from time to time. I proposed a bunch of things, and with the support of the lord, I also implemented a lot... But to be honest, the things of the minister are still a fishing net full of loopholes, empty and empty. Too many places."

"Really? Mr. won't be too modest, right?" Lao Zhu pondered.

Zhang Ximeng waved his hand, saying that even the broken fishing net lifted him up.

"My lord, I have talked about that, but how to deal with the relationship between teachers and students, how to be loyal to the monarch and serve the country, and how to constantly improve oneself? The minister did not say it, because the minister did not have anything better. These conveniences can only be taken from Confucianism. A little explanation is enough. Just as after Confucianism became a prominent school, the missing parts were also captured by hundreds of scholars and filled in. Han Confucianism and Confucianism and Mencius Confucianism have long been different."

Zhang Ximeng thought for a while, then suddenly lowered his head, pointed to the clothes on his body, and said with a smile: "My lord, it's like this dress, but it's a change from the old to the new, and it is revised from generation to generation to meet the needs. But the general shape is still here, it will not There are things that are too subversive. It is impossible for a minister to build a whole set of things that can completely replace Confucianism. In fact, it is not necessary. We in China have accumulated thousands of years of profound accumulation. The essence is removed from the dross, and the old is replaced by the new, but it is not necessary, and it is completely pushed back."

Zhu Yuanzhang listened silently. Over the years, the things he discussed with Zhang Ximeng have indeed become more and more in-depth and have evolved into the realm of philosophy.

It is difficult for Lao Zhu to say that Zhang Ximeng was wrong, but Lao Zhu could hear his intentions.

"No matter how right you are, it has nothing to do with the Confucian family. Retaining the traditions, retaining the Confucianism, and being lenient with the Confucian family are completely irrelevant... Don't play his tricks with us. We can understand. "Old Zhu hummed and taught a lesson.

Zhang Ximeng was not afraid, but just smiled: "I don't mean to lie to the lord, I just want to say that the world is about to be ruled, the northern half of the world is changing greatly, and the lord is afraid that he will have to make adjustments."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, indeed, it should be adjusted, but Zhu Yuanzhang still stubbornly said: "No matter how we adjust, we will not distinguish right from wrong. Those who are guilty and damned, don't try to escape from our hands!"

Hey, it's all nonsense after talking so much.

This guy, Zhu Yuanzhang, is more stubborn than a donkey!

However, it is also Lao Zhu's stubbornness that sticks to the bottom line of this country and will not degenerate quickly.

From this point of view alone, Zhu Yuanzhang is worthy of the identity of the son of tomorrow.

While Zhang Ximeng sighed, he remembered one thing, "My lord, so far, does Kaifeng need rescue or not, and how should Chahan Timur deal with it? It seems that the lord should come up with an idea!"

When Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, his expression became solemn. Compared with the Kong family, this matter was indeed more difficult.

For Han Song, the most direct way is to follow the four-stage tactics, wait for them to be destroyed, and then go on the northern expedition to clean up the mess.

But there are two problems with doing this. First, how can people like Mao Gui and Guan Duo be subdued while watching Han and Song die?

In addition to these two people, there are a lot of good men from the Red Turban Army. Those who can persist to this day are called elite treasures. If they die easily, it will definitely be a loss for China.

And if Chahan Timur is let go and annexed the entire Henan, then the Southern and Northern Dynasties will confront each other and want to expedition to the north, it will not be so easy.

Therefore, the Ming army had to take advantage of the situation to expedition to the north and put Shandong in their pockets first.

But since Mao Gui and others have been charged, they must take care of their minds. Sending troops to Kaifeng to rescue Han Song became a must.

"A decisive battle in the Central Plains! A decisive battle with Chahan!" Zhu Yuanzhang said suddenly.

Zhang Ximeng was shocked, the blood in his body was agitated for a while, and his face turned red.

Sure enough, the big one is coming.

In history, Chahan Timur died in the hands of Tian Feng and others. A generation of famous generals was brutally assassinated. It was also God who saw that the Yuan Dynasty was not pleasing to the eye. If he had to get rid of this last reliance, he would also remove obstacles for the son of the plane.

The problem is that today's Daming, with the help of Zhang Ximeng, has established his status as the king of the southern region several years in advance, and he has no chance to assassinate Tian Feng and others at all.

Since Chahan is not dead, the war cannot be avoided.

Both sides hold hundreds of thousands of elites.

In comparison, Chahan's subordinates have more war experience, more cavalry, and more fierce and brave.

Daming's side also has considerable advantages, high fighting spirit, unity, abundant supply, and upholding the expulsion of barbarians, restoring the heart of China, and firmly occupying the sky.

The decisive battle between the two sides is definitely an unprecedented contest.

This kind of strategic decisive battle can almost decide the fate of a dynasty's rise and fall. The lives and deaths of countless people are all involved, and there is no reason to hesitate or make mistakes.

And this level of determination, only Zhu Yuanzhang can make it.

Zhang Ximeng pondered a little, and whispered slightly: "We may not be fully prepared."

Zhu Yuanzhang's heart moved, but after a little, he also said: "If it's not enough, it's not enough. We are preparing, why not Chahan! If he successfully destroys Han Song, he will become a powerful minister under Dayuan, even if he is a former man who Taking off is not comparable. Taking advantage of the existence of Han and Song, and Chahan's momentum is not yet complete, let's work hard, and the odds of winning are at least 70%!”

Zhu Yuanzhang clenched his fists, "Sir, with the advantage of 70%, can't we fight decisively?"

Zhang Ximeng thought for a while, and then said: "As long as the lord decides, the minister will naturally have nothing to say. He can only go all out to help the lord win this battle."

The two rulers and ministers immediately counted the soldiers and horses in their hands.

This time Zhu Yuanzhang went north, and Xu Da's subordinates were followed by nearly 80,000 people. In addition, Chang Yuchun absorbed a lot of troops after destroying Chen Han, and his subordinates finally exceeded the number of 100,000, reaching 11. Fifty thousand people.

Often 100,000 true!

Just these two people, there are nearly 200,000 elite soldiers!

"My lord, I propose to send Zhu Liangzu to stare at Zhang Shicheng and transfer Hu Dahai to the north, so that our main force can reach 250,000!"

Zhu Yuanzhang did not agree immediately, but said: "If there are more soldiers, more food and wages will be required. The canal only dredges the Jining section. If we advance in the direction of Henan, we will need more people. What should we do?"

Zhang Ximeng hardly thought about it, "Mobilize the people of Shandong, use the people's strength, organize people from various prefectures, go all out to deliver food and materials, and fight to the death with Chahan!"

"Can it be done?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked heavily, no matter who it is, this kind of thing can't be sloppy.

"My lord, immediately announce the outline of Juntian, send soldiers and horses from Shandong, return to their hometowns, and preach to the people about Juntian... and promise to the people that within three years, taxes will be exempted!"

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Zhang Ximeng and said loudly, "How many people can you get?"

"500,000! 500,000 is the bottom line!" Zhang Ximeng said decisively.

After thinking about it again and again, Old Zhu slammed his fist and said fiercely: "If that's the case, then what are you waiting for!"

decisive battle!

Strategic Battle!

Zhang Ximeng quickly found Mao Gui and assigned him a task.

On the land of Qilu, 500,000 people were recruited to assist the Ming army, enter Henan from Shandong, and fight decisively with the Yuan army.

Mao Gui pondered for a while, and then said, "Do your best for the humble job!"

"It's not an effort! It's a must!" Zhang Ximeng said categorically.

Mao Gui gritted his teeth, "I understand!"

The number of people who came to clear the canal in front of them was only tens of thousands, but now they have to increase dozens of times. Can it be done?

Mao Gui is not easy to say, he can only order... Along with the orders one after another, starting from Qufu, a small county town, there are 15,000 young and strong people, and everyone holds a banner with only four characters on it. :"Gratitude"!

The people belonging to Qufu were dispatched, and on their way east, a larger team came out from Yanzhou...Zouxian, Dongpingzhou, Tai'an, Yanggu County, Dongchangfu, Jinanfu...accompanied by a side The flag of Qilu, the people of Qilu, gathered together.

They will use their own strength to rewrite the history of China. Among the people in this team, the Zhang family in Jinan, two young people, led more than 200 fellow villagers, and they were particularly conspicuous. They resolutely gathered in the crowd and rolled forward.

Chapter end