First Minister of Ming Dynasty

Zhang Ximeng nodded, then smiled, "It's pretty cool of you to notice this. By the way, are you still studying these days?"

"Read! I have read a lot of Zhang Xiang's articles, and there are many things I am confused about. I want to ask Zhang Xiang for advice!"

Zhang Ximeng smiled, "I'm welcome at any time... But just reading my stuff is definitely not enough."

Zhang Ximeng turned his head, glanced at the bookshelf, took out a book of historical records, unfolded the pages of the book, and wrote four words: Knowing the past and learning from the present.

Then he handed it to Zheng Yuchun, "I'll see you off, take a good look, I'll test you later."

Zheng Yuchun's hands trembled slightly, and he quickly took it over, glanced at it, and then grinned.This is a gift book from Zhang Xiang, which is a priceless treasure and can be passed down to the family.

"Please don't worry Zhang Xiang, I will definitely study hard!"

Sending off Zheng Yuchun... Zhang Ximeng sat down again, thought again and again, knowing the past and learning from the present, this is also written for himself... Counting from Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, to the Yellow Turban Uprising, to the late Tang Uprising, and the Fangla Uprising in the Northern Song Dynasty, all the way What is the common spirit that persists in the Red Scarf Army uprising today?

Zhang Ximeng thought over and over again, and wrote two words on the paper: Resist.

After a pause, he added two more words: Unyielding!

Chapter 336 A Biography of the Rebel

Zhang Ximeng held the pen for a long time, the ink dripped down, and it was stained black. He could only grab the paper, rub it into a ball irritably, and threw it on the ground.

This article is not easy to write. In fact, although Zhang Ximeng's literary talent is not worth mentioning on Zhu Jiajun's side, when it comes to writing, no one can match it.

But even so, he still found it difficult.

Because Zhang Ximeng wrote the previous articles with confidence, even if Wan Yangou was asked to kneel, it would only be a challenge to Gang Chang, who Zhang Ximeng didn't care about.

However, most of the people involved in this article are full of controversy, and there is no consensus on how to evaluate it. If you want to write it fairly and appropriately, it will really test your skills.

Writing about uprising leaders, Chen Sheng and Wu Guang are fine, but what about Huang Chao and his ilk?

Fang La's rebellion against the Northern Song Dynasty was justified, but he was also the leader of the Manichaeism. How should such a person be evaluated?

From Fang La to Peng Yingyu, these two people are almost carved out of the same mold, except that one is from the Manichaeism, the other is from the White Lotus Sect, one is against the Northern Song Dynasty, and the other is bent on overthrowing the Yuan Dynasty.

Perhaps the Yuan Dynasty could be overthrown, it was to fight against the Hulu, and it was more brave and strong, which is worth boasting.But Peng Yingyu was not the only one who resisted the Hulu?

Famous ministers like Wen Tianxiang who fought against the Yuan Dynasty, famous generals like Yue Fei who fought against the Jin Dynasty... Going back further, the famous generals who fought against the Turks in the Sui and Tang Dynasties, or the five Hus who were rampant and ran rampant in the Central Plains, stood up warriors, Zu Ti, Huan Wen... ...or Heavenly King Ran Min, one of the top ten philosophers of the Net Temple.

Not to mention, Robo Zhi, who was recognized by Confucianism as the representative of the villain long ago...

There are so many controversial figures, throughout thousands of years of history, dozens of dynasties, ups and downs, disturbances, and the sand and dust of history have long been covered up. It is indeed a bit difficult to understand these things.

Zhang Ximeng hesitated several times, but finally couldn't write.

Articles are hard to do!

Zhang Ximeng simply put down the pen in his hand and came out of the residence, wanting to relax and sort out his complicated thoughts.

Coincidentally, not too far from the barracks, Zhang Ximeng found a temple not far away. From the main road, people kept passing by. It seemed that it was full of cigarettes and very prosperous.

Zhang Ximeng frowned, and after a while, he remembered, wasn't that the temple built for the sacrificed soldiers when the prisoner-of-war camp fought against Ni Wenjun?

Zhang Ximeng still clearly remembers that at that time, a loyal official named Zhang Wengui died on the battlefield with no bones left. In addition, there were more than 1000 warriors who left their lives here.

It seems that the incense in this temple is not bad?

Out of curiosity, Zhang Ximeng came over, wanting to see what happened... He was young and tender, dressed in common clothes, and didn't have any expensive accessories. He really looked like a poor student in the village. , At most, he is more handsome, more temperamental, taller... some of them add up to make him look not so ordinary.

The uncles and aunts who were also walking on the road subconsciously looked up to this young man.

What a young man!

Whose child is this?

Are you married?

Do you need to introduce one?

The girl in our family is pretty good. She even entered the hall last year and can recite the Three Character Classic.Exchange a horoscope?

Of course, Zhang Ximeng didn't know what these aunts were thinking. He just looked around. The road was obviously wider than before. The people used loess to pad the road, and green bamboos were planted on both sides.

Sure enough, it matches the temple very well.

Zhang Ximeng walked to the door and found an old man in front of the door, holding a broom, cleaning up fallen leaves over and over again.While sweeping, he said to the people who came to worship: "Hurry up, the door will be closed in one hour. Go home early, don't let the family think about it."

The people who came to burn incense had long been accustomed to the old man's nagging, and the big guy smiled back.Someone simply took some things out of the bamboo basket and gave them to the old man.

There are jujube cakes, eggs, and insoles.

"Old Uncle Li, watch carefully, clean carefully, don't neglect."

The old man took the things and smiled slightly, "Don't worry, if I can't serve the people in this temple well, I will go to hell on the 15th floor after I die. Don't worry, a cup of tea in the morning and evening, a bowl of wine on the [-]th day of the new year, during festivals, The three sacrifices... Even if I die, the incense in this temple will never be extinguished."

At this time, another human said: "That's right, when Old Uncle Li can't do it anymore, we will re-elect. When they sacrificed their lives to keep us safe, we will let them continue to burn incense and enjoy the memorial service for generations."

The people suddenly agreed, and people poured in one after another to pay homage to the heroes inside... Zhang Ximeng listened for a while, but instead of going in, he walked up to the old man, smiled at him, and said, "Old man, I'm from a foreign country." People, I have seen a lot of Taoist temples, and this place seems to be different from many places, can you tell me what is going on?"

Hearing this, the old man regained his spirits, smiled and asked Zhang Ximeng to sit on the corridor next to him, and gave him a dog-skin mat.

"Young man, don't you know? At that time, the thief Ni Wenjun led tens of thousands of people, and he wanted to attack us. At that time, there were only a few hundred soldiers in Tongling, and there was so much difference. What should we do? Just wait. Are you going to have your head chopped off?"

Zhang Ximeng said: "Of course it's impossible, but you are asking for help?"

"Help? It's too late. Fortunately, there were more than 2 strong men from the prisoner-of-war camp here. They stood up and fought desperately with that Ni Wenjun to save Tongling... You don't know, that battle was terrible. What a pity, it’s just a matter of life! They are all good men, hard-headed, and no one is afraid of them. They all risked their lives and risked their lives. Without them, we Tongling people are all finished.”

Talking about these things, the old man opened up the chatter box, and talked about it endlessly, and said it again with enthusiasm.

They told Zhang Ximeng that after the temple was built, the Tongling people searched carefully in addition to offering sacrifices. They found more than 100 victims in the quagmire and on the battlefield. , also engraved on the stone tablet, placed in the temple, and received incense offerings.

Zhang Wengui, who is at the top of the list, always has drinks under his name... I heard that he liked to drink when he was in a prisoner-of-war camp.

But there is too little alcohol in the prisoner-of-war camp. Not only do they have to work hard, but they also have to compete with other alcoholics, and they drink less than once a month.

Now I can finally drink enough.

Zhang Ximeng pondered for a while, and was also affected by the actions of the people in Tongling. He was quite shocked. He wanted to know more, so he said curiously: "I heard that these people are all prisoners of the Yuan court, and many of them are high officials of the Yuan court. It seems that he has done a lot of bad things, old man, do you think it can be written off?"

The old man raised his brows and seemed displeased, thinking that Zhang Ximeng would not open which pot he would carry, but he still sighed, "What's the matter? Young man, my old man has lived alone all his life. His two sons were taken away by dog ​​tartars. I don't know. Where is the death, the mother-in-law cried to death... I hate dog tartars! I wish I could swallow them alive. But I can't be ungrateful, one yard for one yard, no matter what these strong men have done before, they have changed it , and in order to protect Tongling, to protect the big guys, I put my life on it."

"If we still hold on to the past, are we too villainous? Others and old men don't care, I will clean and take care of this temple all my life. When I die, I will be buried under the bamboo forest. When I arrive in the underworld, I will also take care of it." Think of them well!"

Zhang Ximeng nodded with a smile, "The old man thinks that this battle is enough to wipe out everything in the past?"

"Isn't it okay? What else do you want?"

Zhang Ximeng pondered for a while, then suddenly realized something, got up immediately, and bowed to the old man to thank him.

"Thank you, old man, if it weren't for you, I wouldn't know how to write this article!"

Hearing that the old man wants to write articles, he must be a scholar.

"Young man, you will be an official for the King of Wu in the future, right?"

Zhang Ximeng was stunned, "If the King of Wu can think highly of it, I'd love it."

The old man looked at him, and suddenly snorted, "You are young and vigorous, do you think the King of Wu can still pay attention to thatched cottage? Young people should be down-to-earth. When you become an official in the future, you can remember your parents and fellow villagers, and don't do unconscionable things." , That’s it. You have to remember, the sky has eyes, as long as you do something good, you won’t be forgotten.”

Faced with the old man's teachings, Zhang Ximeng had nothing to do but accept, "Thank you for reminding me, old man, I'm leaving now."

"Wait!"

The old man stopped Zhang Ximeng, picked up a stick of incense from the side, and stuffed it into his hand, "Go, put a stick of incense in it, think carefully, I'm old, I won't lie to young people!"

Zhang Ximeng only nodded, obediently went in and smoked a stick of incense, and thought about it for about a quarter of an hour... When he came back and sat at the desk, Zhang Ximeng suddenly realized.

In fact, he thought so much that he was already biased.

When Chen Sheng and Wu Guang went to Yuyang to defend, they wasted time, and they still thought about what happened to Qin Fa, and whether they could escape by luck?

I don't think so. After all, what is stipulated in the algorithm and how the people below will implement it are basically two things.No one thinks that even if Qin Shihuang is dead, the civil servants of Daqin will still act like robots, honestly and faithfully implement Qin's laws, right?

And don't forget that the Legalists advocated severe punishment and harsh laws, but they didn't want the common people to understand the content of the law. They only wanted the common people to fear the law, not to let the common people understand the law.

Anyway, if you violated the law, you will probably die... Rather than waiting to die, it is better to fight hard.

When a person reaches a desperate situation, should he strike hard, or stay silent?

It seems that this is a very simple question, but hundreds of years later, in the prosperous age of the holy dynasty without a faint king, some foreign adults recorded that in the rural areas of the south of the Yangtze River, many people would only choose to commit suicide even if they could not survive. In exchange for a few words of abuse from the villagers towards the tyrannical landlord... It seems that death is worth it to be called a good man.

As cowardly as this, as cheap as wormwood.

Civilization decays, almost perishes!

Thinking of this, Zhang Ximeng finally clenched his fists. He wanted to make a biography for the rebels and applaud any warrior who dared to challenge!

Chapter 337 Erbao Erlu, People's Fat and People's Ointment

Zhu Yuanzhang led the army to Tongling, and Wang Guangyang led Fu Youde and Ding Pulang to meet him.

Zhang Ximeng, the right minister, did not come.

It stands to reason that this is an extremely rude thing, what could be more important than welcoming the coach?

But I'm sorry, Zhang Ximeng dared to dove Zhu Yuanzhang.

And Zhu Yuanzhang dared not to be angry... As if he didn't notice, he just pulled Ding Pulang and Fu Youde and chatted with them for a while.

Then Lao Zhu let them follow him to Tongling.

Is Zhu Ying leading his crouching dragon and phoenix chicks, scratching their ears and cheeks, where is the eldest brother?Come and have a look at me, I have already led the army, see if I am majestic?

He was anxious, but Gong Bosui was even more anxious, "Zhang Xiang must have made another amazing move. His progress is too fast. I claim to have read poetry and books, and I have studied three histories. I really hope that I can catch up with Zhang Xiang... It's just Zhang Xiang. Some time ago, the articles have already made me feel ashamed, and even today, I can only understand [-]% of them. If Zhang Xiang can go further, I'm afraid I won't even be able to see the ponytail!"

He was full of emotion, but unexpectedly Zhu Ying rolled his eyes directly.

"Can you catch up with my elder brother by [-]%? Why are you so shameless! You are not worthy to lift his shoes... If you don't believe me, just ask Lu Zhou, ask Lu Qiuyun, how much can they catch up with?"

Gong Bo was so scolded that his face turned red and he could only cough to cover up his embarrassment.

Lu Qiuyun was full of longing and said: "Fortunately, I met Zhang Xiang. Otherwise, I would seek the Tao all my life, and I would go further and further on the forked road... So in my heart, Zhang Xiang is the Taoist ancestor of Sanqing. Stick incense, worship devoutly, and worship sincerely. I only hope for a day of enlightenment, and I can catch up with Zhang Xiang in case."

Lu Zhou was speechless to these three sycophants, yes, including Zhu Ying, they were all sycophants through and through.

"Zhang Xiang reads and composes, educates people's hearts, and he should do his duty, so there is no need to make a fuss. Everyone can become a great master in an industry... Just like me, now I can create Cai Jing's calligraphy , I will be able to catch up with Su Dongpo in a few years, and when I can reach Wang Xizhi's level, then I will become a saint immediately."

"It's sanctified! I just don't know whether it's stealing or stealing?" Zhu Ying ruthlessly complained about Lao Tong, "You, you, you are all about making fakes, so you can't get something real?"

Lu Zhou snorted, "Ordinary people! It is because everyone in the world wants the truth that we have so many counterfeit ones. We also came into being as the times require! If everyone is not greedy, doesn't expect extravagantly, and doesn't want to pick up leaks, I will Naturally, I will wash my hands in the golden basin."

Gong Bo then looked at each other in blank dismay, it really made sense to his mother.

Zhu Jiajun has too many talents, and everyone speaks nicely.

I just don't know if Zhu Ying will grow crooked if she follows such a group of people?

It seems that these people haven't realized yet, which normal person would like to get together with them?

It can only be crouching dragon and phoenix chick, golden wind and jade dew, which is better than countless in the world, it belongs to it!

Everyone was chatting, laughing, and guessing, what the hell was Zhang Ximeng doing to delay welcoming Zhu Yuanzhang?If you can't make the big guy's eyes shine, then you must laugh at him.

It's best to write it down in a small notebook and treat it as Master Zhang's dark history.

If Li Shanchang is here, I guarantee that he will clap his hands happily, and can't wait to see it.

Between the words, Lao Zhu came to the barracks surrounded by civil and military personnel.

Coincidentally, Zhang Ximeng was also dressed in civilian clothes with some white stone powder on it, as if he had just returned from the construction site.

"Sir, are you safe?" Lao Zhu said with a smile.

Zhang Ximeng sensed the teasing in Zhu Yuanzhang's tone, so he hurried over and bowed to salute, "My lord, I wanted to get something on the spur of the moment, and I was delayed in welcoming my lord, so please punish my lord."

Zhu Yuanzhang smiled, "No need, we know in our hearts that when you taught us to read, you often exceeded the meal time and caused the princess to complain. When you are late today, it is definitely not a temporary idea, it must be a very urgent thing... …Take it out and open our eyes.”

Zhang Ximeng's face was slightly red, but he didn't like anything, so he could only turn around and let two carriages come over, each of which tied a five-foot-high stone tablet.

On the stone tablet, there are still handwritings, which are obviously carved out just now.

One piece reads: Your salary, your salary, the fat of the people and the anointment of the people.

On the other piece it reads: It's easy to abuse the people, but it's hard to bully the gods!

These sixteen characters are written in vermilion, revealing a murderous intent.

Others thought it was written by Zhang Ximeng, so they couldn't wait to brag about it, but Zhu Sheng took two steps forward and said, "My lord, these sixteen characters were originally written by Meng Chang, the emperor of Shu during the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms period. "Proverbs" is a warning to all officials. His original text is: The people are easy to abuse, but the heavens are hard to bully. Fu Yu is merit, and the military is capital. My rewards are not overdue. Your salary is your salary, and the people anoint the people. .”

Zhu Sheng said again: "After the founding of the Song Dynasty, the government was chaotic and the officials came around wantonly. Song Taizong selected sixteen characters from them, which is the one shown by Zhang Xiang. They were carved on stones and placed at the gate of the yamen. Warning, so that all officials can understand the heart of heaven and treat the people kindly."

After Zhu Sheng's explanation, many people who don't understand understand it.