On the fifteenth day of August in the twenty-fourth year of Hongwu (1391), the Mid-Autumn Festival, Wudang Master Zhang officially ascended to heaven from the Emei Sect, and various sects gathered together, shaking the world.
Miracle! It really appeared in front of people for the first time.
foot of mountain.
Zhang Sanfeng stood in the air and answered questions from those who came, most of them asking questions about martial arts.
Having studied martial arts for hundreds of years, Zhang Sanfeng always hit the nail on the head when answering questions, and everyone present understood something. There were even many people nearby who didn't understand, but wrote down every word.
This is the mantra of an immortal. If you print it out and sell it for 10 taels of silver, it’s not too much, right?
Pirate seal? There is no bonus of immortal energy and no luck!
After solving martial arts doubts for a long time, the current head of Shaolin Yuanyin asked: "Amitabha, Master Zhang, when you say you want to ascend to heaven, do you mean that the immortal world is in heaven?"
Zhang Sanfeng smiled and was very sure: "I don't know if there is a fairyland outside the sky, but our sky is endless nothingness, or there are some meteorites in the sky rotating very fast around the earth where we are."
Hearing this, everyone was stunned, thinking that just like the legend, the thirty-third heaven was filled with jade towers, pavilions, and the residence of immortals.
"Zhenzhen Zhang, do you know how big our land is?"
"The place we are walking on is actually a huge ball. This ball is very big. Zhenren Zhou and I walked around and it was about 80,000 miles away. For an ordinary person, it is huge and extremely far."
"Zhenzhen Zhang, you said we were standing on the ball and the ball was still spinning, so why didn't we fall?" someone asked.
“The earth is thick and marshy, and all things are covered with it.
The earth is like a mother treating her children, binding everything on the earth to her body. For example, if you throw a stone upward, why does it fall when there is nothing in the air?" Zhang Zhenren explained with a smile.
Everyone was lost in thought, and then each smart person raised a question in their mind. Today's moment can be said to have completely changed their view of the world.
So what is the nature of the world? The starry sky is so big. They are like ants, enjoying themselves in a small pond.
Everything he owns: wealth, women, rights, money...compared to the vastness of the sky and the earth, the boundless starry sky, the ages, not even a speck of dust.
Even those in the West are already exploring the sea, while the Ming Dynasty is still indulging in internal intrigues.
There are too many people in this world who only focus on the present, but there are always people who look up to the stars.
The starry sky is infinite, where is the future of mankind!
Zhang Zhenren discussed Taoism for half a month at a time. Those people memorized what they wrote down in several thick books, and they became increasingly incomprehensible afterward.
Dao Shengyi? Could it be that humans and animals are made of the same thing?
In the evening, the sun sets.
Zhang Sanfeng looked up at the sky and suddenly said incomprehensibly: "The way of heaven is orderly and everything has its rules. I can't say it all, I can't remove it, my blessings can't be exhausted. If anything is too extreme, fate will inevitably end early."
As he spoke, the afterglow of the setting sun shone on Master Zhang's profile, making it look even deeper.
The people below all clasped their fists and bowed deeply, bowing deeply: "Zhenzhen Zhang ascends to heaven first, and we will surely live up to our expectations!"
The voices are neat and sincere, these are the seekers.
"Hahaha, go away, old man!" Zhang Sanfeng laughed three times, flicked his sleeves, and rose into the air, his clothes fluttering straight into the clouds.
Everyone looked up one by one.
There is no legendary rolling thunder.
The sunset fills the sky.
The blood-red red sun was shining over the Western Mountains, casting sunset glow all over the sky. The sky was illuminated fiery red by the afterglow of the setting sun.
This is the first person to rely on his own strength to set foot in the sky, a place where humans have never set foot. Thousands of years later, if humans are still around, history will remember him.
"Farewell to Master Zhang!" Everyone bowed sincerely again.
What I worship is not just Zhang Sanfeng, I worship the great road, and I worship the future of martial arts.
Only the road traveled by many people is a smooth road. Every step of the pioneers steps on thorns, full of difficulties and setbacks, and even blood and pain.
Laggards, no matter how far they reach, are only standing on the shoulders of giants.
Respect for pioneers is necessary.
Late at night, on the cliff where she died, Zhou Zhiruo stood with her hands behind her hands, her eyes dark.
The starry sky is so empty and void. There is nothing for billions of miles. If you set foot there with your own strength, wouldn't it be tantamount to banishing yourself forever?
Isn’t this old saying crazy?
"Lele, you are all bored, why don't we go and play in the starry sky?" the girl took out the sleeping little yellow cat from her arms and asked.
"Meow meow~" Miao Le opened his eyes in confusion, his big blue eyes blinking.
dinner time?
Zhou Zhiruo:......
Apart from ten meals a day, don’t you have any higher pursuits?
"Buzz~" Zhang Sanfeng floated down, his beard and hair were stained with a layer of white frost, and his whole body was shivering.
"Uh-huh~ Zhou, Xiaoyou Zhou, you just said you can't breathe in the sky, why didn't you say it's so cold! I'd better train my body to the same level as Xiaoyou Zhou, and then go out, ah, it's too cold!" Zhang Laodao said arrogantly.
Unclear complained.
Miao Le:......
Zhou Zhiruo:......
September, Fengtian Hall.
Zhu Yuanzhang was meditating on a specially made futon in Mount Emei. There were experts behind him to help him get lucky. He was reviewing what Zhang Zhenren said before he ascended to heaven that day.
It turns out that the world is so vast? The universe is even more profound?
"Father, cultivating immortals and seeking Taoism is the sign of a coward. What you are doing now is not worthy of all the people in the world!" Prince Zhu Biao came over and shouted loudly. His eyes were black, his voice was weak, and he was obviously feeling unwell.
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't take it seriously. He didn't know the boy's purpose yet. It was obvious that he just didn't want to work.
Haha, how can such a good thing happen!
"Biao'er, I'm doing this for your own good. I'm getting older and will die soon. When the time comes, will you be able to take orders when you are in danger?
Now is the time. The reason why I want you to meet with the ministers every day, listen to and review the reports of various yamen, and learn to do things is that I want you to remember a few principles:
The first is benevolence. Only by being benevolent can one not be deceived by tyranny. The second is understanding. Only by being wise can one not be confused by treachery. The first is diligence. Only by being diligent can one not be addicted to comfort. The first is decisiveness. If one is decisive, he will be able to do so.
Don't get involved in grammar." Zhu Yuanzhang warned earnestly.
"But..." Zhu Biao was about to speak, but was interrupted by Zhu Yuanzhang again.
"As you can see, I have never been lazy since I became emperor. I am afraid that I will handle all matters improperly and fail to live up to God's trust.
Every day I get up before dawn and don’t rest until midnight. This is what you see every day. Only if you can learn from me and follow my instructions can you save the world!
Okay, let's go down. We will handle the remaining 312 memorials tonight and go to Shaanxi for inspection early tomorrow morning.
Yingtian as the capital is not suitable for controlling the north." Zhu Yuanzhang patted his son on the shoulder and said affectionately.
Then he turned back and continued to study Zhang Laodao's theory of the earth. The masters behind him silently continued to help push the palace to pass its Qi, allowing it to automatically increase its internal strength.
Zhu Biao hesitated to speak. Seeing that his father didn't want to pay attention to him, he finally sighed and went out.
After rubbing his waist and shoulders and pinching his neck, Zhu Biao returned to his study to continue reviewing the memorial.
"Song Qingshu, the acting head of Wudang Mountain, requested to donate 50% of the tax revenue from the territory under his jurisdiction to help the Ming Dynasty conquer the North."
"Buddhist temples, major sects, and aristocratic families in Shushan have followed Emei's example and only collected 30% of the tax revenue from the people. The people have been living in peace for a long time, and their working mood has decreased. This year's harvest is not as good as in previous years. Please increase the tax revenue from the people!"
Zhu Biao was stunned, remembered the name on it, and was about to ask the Jin Yiwei to check him.
Watching, watching, Zhu Biao felt that the memorial seemed to be getting farther and farther away from him, and his head felt like it was about to split.
"Prince, Prince!" Someone seemed to be calling him, but he kept falling down.
"Bang~" and finally fainted.
"Oh no, the prince has fainted!" the eunuch shouted, and the entire palace began to tremble.
Nothing is trivial in heaven.
Zhu Yuanzhang, who was obsessed with spiritual practice, was also stunned. He stood up quickly and ran to the prince's palace so quickly that the eunuchs behind him could not keep up.
"What's going on?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked loudly.
Queen Ma also rushed over at this time, too nervous to speak.
The chief physician closed his eyes and carefully felt Zhu Biao's pulse, then observed the coating of his tongue, eyes, listened to his breathing, and asked about his eating and defecation conditions.
Another imperial physician broke out in cold sweat: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, the prince's aura is getting weaker and weaker!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was furious: "You are the imperial physician, the best medical people in the world. Treat me. If the prince cannot cure me, you will not live!"
The chief physician shook his head and said calmly: "Your Majesty, the prince is overworked, and he has suffered a stroke on his head, and his body is also very weak. Unless the gods are alive at this time, there is no way to save him."
Ever since he took up the position of imperial physician and saw how many officials in the court died, how many people were assigned to him, and how many families were executed, he had already made preparations for this.
Zhu Yuanzhang was stunned.
But Queen Ma thought of something: "Where's the life-extending elixir given by Master Zhou? Hurry, give it to Biao'er!"
Zhu Yuanzhang also reacted at this time, quickly took out a moiré porcelain bottle from his arms, and carefully poured out a pill.
Suddenly, the room was filled with fragrance, and everyone was refreshed. Even Zhu Biao's breath, which was lying on the bed, became thicker.
The imperial doctor was shocked.
Empress Ma put her hand into Zhu Biao's mouth, and the elixir melted in his mouth. The effect was almost immediate. After a while, the prince's face became much rosier.
The chief physician's beard was almost trimmed by him, and his open mouth did not close for a long time.
This is unreasonable!
After a while, Zhu Biao faintly woke up.
Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand and disdained to look at the imperial doctor: "You, go check it out quickly."
The next day, early morning.
Zhu Yuanzhang stood in front of Fengtian Hall, alone, in a daze for a long time.
The prince was taken to Emei by the queen early in the morning to recuperate, and he would have to continue working from now on.
The key is what the chief physician said to him in private.
"If the prince's stroke is not properly recuperated in Emei, he will not be able to handle government affairs for a long time in the future."
This means that Biao'er is no longer qualified to be the emperor of the Ming Dynasty.
However, all the great scholars have told him that if the crown prince and emperor do not establish a direct heir, it will bring endless disasters to the Ming Dynasty in future generations. The struggle for the throne may even drag the Ming Dynasty into a bottomless abyss.
What's more, if there are several other sons who don't obey anyone, which one can he choose?
He is already sixty-four years old, how many years does he have left to live? Is there still a chance to pave the way for the next emperor?
In other words... go on a killing spree, get rid of all the people who can pose a threat to the new emperor, and give him a blank piece of paper to let him do whatever he wants?
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes gradually became sharper, and all the maids passing by felt a chill on their backs.
Killing is never the result, but the process.
…
The northwest border defense, which used to be a deserted border, has been very lively in recent years.
Screams, explosions, and booming sounds were heard all the time.
The Tatars who came to hunt the grass in the valley, after being bombed to disgrace several times, no longer dared to cross the border.
Some tribes even sent envoys to Zhu Di, saying that they were peace-loving and kind-hearted tribes who were good at singing and dancing.
Zhu Di didn't believe it at first, but those girls twisted their waists like water snakes, so he had to believe it.
In the spirit of exploring the nature of heaven and earth, he studied in depth with the girls in the room for several days and found that it was better to conduct experiments.
At least it won't hurt your body.
Women are all bone scrapers!
Since then, after consulting Zhu Yuanzhang for instructions, Zhu Di simply established a mutual market at the border, mainly trading cattle, sheep, horses, and furs, while they sold tea, grain, and the like.
If that tribe was unruly, Zhu Di would use that tribe to experiment with their new gadgets.
A rocket that can fly a thousand steps? A balloon that can fly in the sky and let soldiers throw shit down... Various tribes were filled with complaints by Zhu Di, and some tribes were even directly blasted into the sky by Zhu Di using new gunpowder.
It is said that recently some tribesmen are planning to go to Yingtian to file a complaint. This Zhu Di is too bullying.
In the northwest camp, a strange-looking carriage that looked like a big teapot stood in the center, following Zhu Di's order.
"Woooooo~" a strange voice sounded. The carriage could move forward automatically, and the soldiers on top could also control the direction.
"It's done!" Zhu Di said in surprise.
Dao Yan and Yuan Mu looked at each other. As advisers to King Yan, they felt that their knowledge was a bit insufficient.
"King Yan, is there anything strange about this thing?" Dao Yan asked curiously.
Zhu Di smiled and said: "Master, can't you see? This machine can make the car move automatically. Can it also make other things move by themselves, such as weaving, spinning, and ironmaking?
Moreover, this power is so great that we can use it to refine better iron.
With good iron, we can also refine cannons that can shoot farther and be more powerful, and even muskets can shoot farther and more accurately.
Finally, this huge power can also take us to the sky, to the earth, and to the sea.
Master, this will be the first step for us humans to conquer heaven!"
Dao Yan stroked his beard. Although he didn't understand, he still didn't realize it.
"King Yan, hello!"
"Fourth brother, what have you been busy with recently?" Prince Ning ran over and asked enthusiastically.
Although the soldiers and horses under his command were elite and much more numerous than those of King Yan, he still treated Zhu Di with great respect.
Mainly because those weird weapons are too scary.
Last time, I secretly brought back a box of things and opened it, and thousands of people fell into coma in an instant.
If King Yan hadn't discovered something was wrong and came to find him, he would have complained in front of his ancestors by now.
Zhu Di waved his hand: "Nothing to do, just doing some gadgets."
Prince Ning looked at the huge teapot and was very envious: "Fourth brother, I heard that the Tatar tribe close to you has retreated five hundred miles. Your current territory probably covers two states."
"This is definitely a rumor."
Zhu Di said with a serious face: "It is obviously a land of four continents, I just calculated it not long ago!"
Prince Ning:......
Brothers, not only did they not have a bad life in this cold land in the northwest, but they actually thrived like a fish in water. It was so uncomfortable!
