First Minister of Ming Dynasty

The land of Yanyun is finally back, the superior should take a good look at it for the big guys, and can't lose it anymore.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Sheng beside him, and couldn't help sighing: "The people are looking forward to recovering their homeland, and they are sincere, and our hearts are warm. But we don't understand why the people are like this, and the officials can't be like this?"

Zhu Sheng blushed slightly, this matter is not complicated!

The common people naturally hope that the country will be good, as well as themselves.

The mind is the most simple.

But why do these officials think so?

Don't you see that there is such a big commotion in Fudan School, and now they have acquired several provinces forcibly, not to mention the benefits of splitting half, and they have to work hard to go north.

But not everyone has family and country feelings, and not everyone wants to make meritorious deeds and go down in history.Who wants to drink the wind and eat the sand when they can live a comfortable life in peace and stability?

"Superior, from the point of view of the veteran, we must give more preferential treatment to the northern officials in the future, so as not to make those who have worked hard for the country sad!"

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, "This is reasonable, but we think the fundamental way is to restore the North's vitality and vitality. If the North is mentioned as an official, you will no longer be afraid, or even go there happily, then you will be considered a successful recovery! "

Zhu Sheng frowned, and hurriedly said: "The superior is so attentive, it is really far beyond ordinary people, it is extraordinary. The old minister threw himself on the ground, just, just..."

He hesitated, Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said, "It's just difficult, isn't it?"

Zhu Sheng nodded and sighed: "That's true. The old minister heard that there are Mongolian nobles' pastures all over the north, full of pastures. It takes a lot of effort to restore the acres and plant crops. Not to mention other things. In fact, in fact Those arguments from the Ministry of Rites are not unreasonable..."

Zhu Yuanzhang chuckled, "It's true, but it's a pity that their reasoning is not the country's reasoning! Now there are many barbarians in the north, the pastures are everywhere, the customs are very different, and it is inconvenient to govern. Because of this, we should face up to difficulties, change customs, and work hard! This It's the right thing to do! Instead of exaggerating difficulties and evading responsibility, as an official of the court, eating our salary, thinking of leisure and ease, and doing nothing. Such officials are even more hateful. From now on, we must send them Go to the most difficult place and do the most difficult thing. If you can't do it well, you will announce it to the world, and let them have a bad reputation forever!"

"Remember, under our subordinates, you must either work hard, or leave early, eat a vegetarian meal, and be lazy in government affairs. Don't expect a good end!"

Lao Zhu's murderous oath quickly spread throughout the entire Beishang team, especially the hundreds of officials and students, who immediately trembled and panicked.

The emperor did what he said, and now they are riding on the back of a tiger. They either try their best to make a good appearance in the wind and rain, or let everyone in the newspapers know about it and ruin their reputation.

It's amazing!

This Emperor Zhu is too difficult to serve.

In the anxiety of everyone, Zhu Yuanzhang's fleet arrived in Jining again.

It can be regarded as revisiting the old place. During the Northern Expedition, Zhu Yuanzhang came here and stationed there for a while. At that time, the Kong family and his son were still working at the dock, making a lot of jokes.

Now that he was here again, Zhu Yuanzhang found that the wharf was obviously much busier than before. There were many more shops on the shore, and the number of restaurants and inns was also increasing.

Although the officials regard Yanyun as a place of alienation, for merchants, as long as they can make money, even foreign barbarians are willing to go there.

Seeing this, Zhu Yuanzhang felt a little relieved. After all, this world is not just about these insects, otherwise he would have to die of anger.

Lao Zhu stopped for a while. In addition to the local officials welcoming the emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang also saw an acquaintance among the welcoming crowd, Qian Yongren, the former Minister of Rites.

Now the promotion of Fudan Academy is mainly responsible for the construction of the school.

Lao Zhu saw it in his eyes and suddenly became interested.

"Qian Yongren, when we sent you to Shandong, you suffered a lot!"

Qian Yongren hurriedly prostrated himself, "Your Majesty, during this period of time, the guilty ministers have asked themselves. In the past, they were greedy for ease and dared not do anything. They really failed His Majesty's trust and good years. The guilty ministers deserve to die!"

Zhu Yuanzhang sneered slightly, he would not be deceived by such words long ago.

"Qian Yongren, do you really think so?"

Qian Yongren kowtowed suddenly, "Returning to Your Majesty, the guilty minister dare not speak nonsense, to tell you the truth, a guest came here recently."

"What guest?"

Qian Yongren was slightly hesitant. Whether Xianyu could turn around or not depended on this one time. He put his mind to one side, and then summoned up his courage and said, "Your Majesty, this person is Qian Tang!"

"Qian Tang?"

After thinking about it for a while, Lao Zhu finally remembered this person.

When he was in Bailudong Academy, he was the one who said he wanted to die for Confucius and Mencius. Later, he was sent home by Zhang Ximeng. He was only allowed to farm and study, and asked for directions even when he went out.

What, he came to Shandong?

"Go and call him."

Not long after, a dark-skinned young man walked in quickly, and knelt down on the ground from a long distance away.

"Long live the grassroots pay homage to my emperor!"

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at it, and it seemed that he was a little thinner than before, and there was not much change.

"Qian Tang, why did you come to Shandong when you didn't study at home? How did you get a guide?"

Qian Tang hurriedly said: "Responding to His Majesty's words, the grassroots will report to verify Zhang Xianggong's words."

"The words of Zhang Xiang? What words?"

Qiantang Shenxi said in a low tone: "Master Zhang said that Zhu Xi's discussion of orthodoxy is so subtle, and it can't hide the defeat of Gaoliang River! Only victory can solve the problem!"

Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly, "Mr. Zhang said so, now that Daming has regained Yanyun, what can you say?"

Qian Tang kowtowed, "The grass people have nothing to say, the grass people just want to go to Yanshan Mountain, and want to know what kind of dangerous place it is, which makes people so dreamy... It's just that the grass people have arrived in Shandong, and the road is difficult, entangled, entangled It's not enough..."

Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Qian Tang, although this guy was a bit pedantic, he was able to take the initiative to go north to Yanyun, which was much better than those things in the court!

Sure enough, the gap is relatively out.

"Okay then, let's take you for a ride, let's go north together!"

Chapter 563 Daming is the orthodox world

Qian Tang, dressed in commoner clothes, went north with the boat.

Naturally, those civil servants didn't like him, and even many students of Taixue didn't like him.After all, what happened in Bailudong Academy was too famous.

Qian Tang regarded himself as a disciple of Neo Confucianism and a disciple of Confucius and Mencius, and he was unwilling to follow Daming. At that time, everyone thought that he would surely die. As a result, Zhang Ximeng gave away books and saved Qian Tang's life.

Since then, this person has become a taboo...

People in Neo-Confucianism hated him for not dying, for not being loyal and martyred for Neo-Confucianism.

Those who believed in Zhang Ximeng's proposition did not want to see Qian Tang, who was like a stinky stone, and felt that it was too much for Zhang Xiang to give books. How could such a person deserve it?

It is really a good skill for one person to offend two factions of scholars at the same time.

Along the way, no one played with Qian Tang.

Naturally, Zhu Yuanzhang is not interested in talking too much to him, so it's good to be able to take him with him. Could it be that we are really short of people to the point of hunger and thirst?

Even Qian Tang wants to recruit?

Pooh!

Dream it!

This time, no one paid any attention to Qian Tang at all, and he even had to have dinner with the navy.

Rice, boiled beans, steamed bacon, small pickles... Qian Tang ate very deliciously, and after eating, he could clean the dishes by himself.

The sailors could talk to him, if nothing else.

"Have you read the book? Then you know, um, who said that the king's master set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice was never forgotten? I read it in the newspaper several times, and I heard it mentioned, and it's also true." If you don’t remember clearly, talk about it, and I’ll talk to my son when I go home.”

Qian Tang couldn't help it, and actually started talking to some sailors. He told it three times before they let him go.

Sitting on the deck again, Qian Tang, who was looking at the vast mountains and rivers, only had one sentence in his mind, "But sadly, Kyushu will not be seen"!

Zhang Xiang said that no matter how subtle Zhu Xi's orthodoxy is, it is not as good as a victory in Gaolianghe!

Debate, debate!

How can we use the classics debate when the Tang Dynasty is strong and prosperous?

Opening up the Western Regions, destroying the Xiongnu, leveling the desert, and coming to court from all nations... As long as you have achieved a little, why debate the scriptures?Your own great Confucianism has written books for you, and passed them on to future generations.

On the other hand, if you win the debate, it will be water without a source and a tree without roots, which cannot stand the test!

Zhu Xi and Zhu Fuzi can’t do it, even if Confucius comes back to life, that won’t work either!

No no no no!

Song people had an unforgettable understanding of this point.

Qian Tang suddenly remembered another poem by Lu Fangweng, and he couldn't help but read it out.

"Tianbao Hubing fell into the two capitals, and there was no Han camp in Anxi, Beiting. It was ignored for 500 years, and the Holy Lord issued an imperial edict to conquest. Millions of bears came from Luanjia, and the old place was handed down. The new map was built and the palace was lined up. Proclamation of amnesty. Hills and hills look far into Han mountains and rivers, and documents are first used in the year of Chunxi. The six armies in front of the car are rusted, and the autumn wind drums and horns fill the sky. There are pavilions and barriers in front of the alfalfa peak, and the peace fire is on the Jiaohe River. Liangzhou daughters are full of tall buildings, combing their hair. I have learned from Kyoto."

This is the scene where Lu You fantasizes about regaining his homeland in his dream... It is also a dream, and Li Bai's dream is to visit Taoism in fairy mountains and travel in fairyland.

And Lu You, who was stationed at Dasan Pass, could only look forward to the Northern Expedition ordered by Emperor Zhao Song to restore his homeland.

With millions of troops, Kang Qi marched to the north, and his homeland was passed down.

Master Wang took over the land of the Western Regions again, and the civil servants sang poems and chants, and the gongs and drums blared to celebrate the victory.

On the head of the building in Liangzhou, a woman quietly learns about Kyoto hair accessories.

This is Lu You's dream.

It is also the dream of almost all Song Dynasty literati.

They don't know in their hearts that Kyushu is incomplete, and their homeland has never been restored...

After Jingkang, the shame was even worse.

But their emperor killed the most outstanding general and personally destroyed the hope of recovering the motherland.

They can only look forward to it in their dreams.

"Liangzhou's daughter is full of tall buildings, and she combs her hair like Kyoto!"

Qian Tang murmured repeatedly, and suddenly burst into tears, "So, such a poem, how can you believe Zhu Xi's orthodox theory? How can you believe those nonsense, deceiving yourself and others!"

Qian Tang roared sharply, like a wounded beast.

When everyone came to see him, he was already slumped on the deck, sweating profusely and panting.

The big guy thought he was crazy and wanted to come over to check.

At this time, Qian Tang suddenly laughed again, jumped up, and shouted in his mouth: "The Hu soldiers of the Five Dynasties presented Youyun, and there was no Han camp in Yanshan Mountain in Taihang. Leave it alone for 500 years. Taishi, the old place is not to be passed down. The city will never be built, and the new map will be filled, and the battle will be entered into the capital. The mountains and rivers are as far as the eye can see, and the document was first used in the Hongwu year. With all the pavilions and barriers, the fire of peace is on the Baihe River. Yanjing's daughter is full of tall buildings, and she has learned how to comb her hair."

"Yanjing's daughter is full of tall buildings, and she has learned how to comb her hair!"

"Yanjing's daughter is full of tall buildings, and she has learned how to comb her hair!"

……

Qian Tang seemed to be crazy, running on the deck, chanting over and over again, if Lu You lived, this poem would become true!

I'm afraid he will be ecstatic!

You must know that he is in Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial dragon boat.

He was so crazy, which naturally alarmed Zhu Yuanzhang.

Lao Zhu rushed out angrily, and was about to ask, when Qian Tang suddenly rushed over, and the accompanying guards thought he was about to commit murder, so they were about to draw their swords at each other.

Unexpectedly, Qian Tang was far away, but suddenly knelt on the ground and rowed forward, more than ten feet away from Lao Zhu, he kowtowed.

"Holy Lord, please accept Lu You's respect!"

Zhu Yuanzhang was taken aback, isn't your name Qian Tang?Why did you even change your last name?

Among the accompanying officials, someone immediately came out and scolded, "Qian Tang, what the hell are you doing? What are you going crazy about? Have you lost your soul?"

Upon hearing this, many people took a step back in fright. Could it be that they were really taken from their souls?

And the great poet Lu You?

Kind of scary!

Qian Tang didn't care about these, or he hadn't woken up from the immersion yet, tears streaming down his face.

"If my Great Song Dynasty can conquer Yanyun in the north and recover the Western Regions, why bother to debate the scriptures! My emperor is sage, and my emperor lives forever!"

Zhu Yuanzhang stared at Qian Tang, and found that this person didn't look crazy, but just lost control of his emotions, so he coughed and said, "Look carefully, are we the emperor of the Zhao family?"

Qian Tang was stunned, shook his head suddenly, and then fell to the ground and cried loudly: "Your Majesty is not, why are you those useless Zhao family emperors! Your Majesty is the Holy Lord of Ming Dynasty, the wise king who restores China! Cao Min, Cao Min Qian Tang wishes my emperor long live, long live! Long live!"

He prostrated himself on the ground, weeping bitterly.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked again, wanted to say something, but finally sighed softly, "It's getting late, let's go!"

Although Lao Zhu didn't blame Qian Tang, the incident spread.