Zhang Ximeng left Yingtian to deal with the surrender of Ding Pulang and Fu Youde... Zhu Yuanzhang immediately ordered 80,000 troops and set off from Yingtian directly to Tongling.
Although Zhu Yuanzhang did not lead many troops this time, he had many elite soldiers and generals.
Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Hu Dahai, Hua Yun, Wu Zhen, Feng Guosheng, Lu Zhongheng, Fei Ju, Tang Shengzong, including nephew Li Wenzhong, it is worth mentioning that because he passed the examination, his godson Zhu Ying also went with the army.
This kid has been waiting for the opportunity for many years. He was like a happy dragon along the way. He ran around all day long without talking, and refused to be idle for a moment while others set up camp.
So he went out hunting, specializing in shooting rabbits and pheasants, dragging a bunch of game to improve his food.
He also got a broken pipa, played some nonsense, and sang some jokes about howling ghosts and howling wolves.
Also, this guy didn't know what he was thinking. He happened to meet an alligator basking in the sun by the river. He stared at it for half an hour, just watching the crocodile baring its teeth.
Zhu Yuanzhang's attitude towards his godson could be described as doting. If it were anyone else, he would have been engaged in military law long ago.
When it fell on Zhu Ying, not only was there no punishment, but a special youth camp was organized for him to let the boy do whatever he wanted. And this youth camp was really a gathering of elites, with all kinds of weird varieties.
First of all, Zhu Ying's old classmate Lu Zhou, a master of fraud, was brought over. He was in charge of accounting transactions. Lu Qiuyun, a master thief with both civil and military skills, served as Zhu Ying's assistant. There were also former loyal ministers of the Yuan Dynasty who had studied for three years.
Gong Bosui, who was in the history, served as the trainer.
In a word, Zhu Ying is not a youth camp, but a hard-core ruthless camp. In the future, everyone will be able to enter the Tongliao universe and become an electorate.
With such a group of sleeping dragons and phoenix chicks, Zhu Ying's courage became even more swollen.
"My godfather, let me be the vanguard. I promise to break into Jiangzhou City and capture Chen Youliang alive. I will use this guy's head as a chamber pot for my godfather!"
Faced with his godson's filial piety, Zhu Yuanzhang just slapped his butt and kicked him hard.
"Go away, we're not that crazy!"
Old Zhu angrily drove Zhu Ying away. This bastard, I don’t know what’s going on. If you can learn from Mr. Zhang, you won’t be completely human!
You will have to ask your brother to discipline you later... Zhu Yuanzhang was sulky for a while, and then someone called Zhu Sheng and Guo Ying over. They were going to Tongling soon and needed to discuss the next arrangements.
"Your Majesty, the news just came that Zhang Xiang killed eight animals that were harboring women and enjoying themselves in the army, and cut them all in half. It can be said that he was not decisive and ruthless in his attack!" Zhu Sheng introduced.
Zhu Yuanzhang did not frown, but said calmly: "Mr. Zhang is still kind, for this kind of thing, it is not an exaggeration to cut him into pieces with a thousand cuts!"
Zhu Sheng grinned, what else could he say, even if Zhang Ximeng really cut those people to pieces, you would still yell about crushing the bones and scattering ashes. Anyway, whatever Mr. Zhang did was right.
Lao Zhu added: "It's not just these eight people who harbor women in the army, right? Is there anyone else who can't control their crotch?"
Zhu Sheng said: "Yes, more than 400 people have been found. According to the severity of the crime, Prime Minister Zhang has been expelled from the army with 20 to 80 rod responsibilities."
"Expelled from the army? Where did they take the people?"
"It's to expel them from our rule and let them go back to Tianwan on their own!"
Lao Zhu was slightly startled. If something like this happened, they were indeed not worthy of staying in the army, and it was natural to kick them out. But they came here as an uprising, and if they were beaten again, they were driven back. I'm afraid the end would not be good!
"Are all these people willing to leave?" Lao Zhu asked curiously.
Zhu Sheng smiled and said: "The superiors can see clearly that most of them are unwilling to leave, but Prime Minister Zhang said that if you want to stay, you must do hard labor for three to five years, and you must thoroughly reflect on your mistakes before you can recover."
As a commoner, he enjoys the same land allocation as ordinary people."
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled: "Mr. Zhang is indeed more courageous this time and did a good job... By the way, how many people are left?"
"All of them stayed, no one left!"
"Not one left?"
"Yes, those who initially planned to go back stayed when they heard that they could divide their fields."
Old man Zhu Sheng also sighed and sighed, dumbfounded.
Zhang Ximeng dealt with this group of people harshly, beating them to pieces and making their parents scream. However, these people refused to leave and were willing to stay. Could it be that they were all cheap?
Obviously, this is not the case.
They went back and fell into the hands of Chen Youliang. Their life and death were still uncertain, and it might be even worse.
But here in Zhu Jiajun, as long as you work hard for a few years, you can get a piece of land. Isn't this much better than holding your head and working hard?
As for whether Zhu Jiajun will let it go?
Is there any need to doubt this?
Some of the rebellious soldiers who re-registered themselves have obtained land deeds and have become property owners.
They followed Monk Peng and Xu Shouhui and went through life and death for so many years, working hard with their heads high. Except for a few who were reused and became Tianwan's generals, most of them were still alone and helpless.
They were depressed, confused, and under great pressure, which made many of them irritable, depressed, and almost crazy... Everywhere they went, the men in the army liked to look for women and snatch them if they couldn't find them. At this moment, they and the beasts
The only difference is that it has a human face.
Ding Pulang was considered to be very strict, and his subordinates were still like this. In the army of "Po Zhang" Zhang Bixian and others, the general took the lead in looting and killing, and they were a bunch of mad dogs.
When a piece of land deed was issued, most people felt at ease. They no longer had to worry and confused, and they had hope for the future... In the dead of night, holding the land deed, thinking of the past days, I cried silently, and when I cried, I
I cried until dawn.
They cry for the world and also cry for themselves.
Gradually, these soldiers seemed to have sealed away their memories of the past.
When chatting with them, they all started from the uprising, talking about rectifying military discipline, talking about dividing the fields, talking about fighting in the future, being loyal to the King of Wu, and killing the enemy to serve... Everything in the past was far away from them, as if they were abandoned in the past.
world.
Both Ding Pulang and Fu Youde could clearly feel that although they were still the leaders of the army, this army would not listen to them.
The King of Wu who gave them the land, Xianggong Zhang who was in charge of the army, and the instructor Zheng who was good at teaching, were all the most important people in their hearts, and their status was far superior to the two generals.
Occasionally, when I think of Ding Pulang and Fu Youde, I feel a little disappointed.
They abandoned the dark and turned to the light, but when they arrived at Zhu Jiajun, they lost themselves... Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang was about to arrive, the two of them were in a panic, and they didn't know what to do.
With one order from Zhu Yuanzhang, they would be driven out of the army and abandoned like worn-out shoes.
Although they believed that Zhu Yuanzhang would not do this, they were still worried and uneasy in their hearts.
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"Prime Minister Zhang, I have an idea. I wonder whether I should talk about it or not?" Zheng Yuchun came to Zhang Ximeng's side and bowed to ask for advice.
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "You are still hiding it from me? As long as it is a good suggestion, I will definitely adopt it. It just so happens that the lord is coming soon, let's present it together."
Zheng Yuchun scratched his head, "I just have an idea, but it's still very immature... Prime Minister Zhang, you see, since the eleventh year of Zhizheng, Liu Futong has been fighting for eight years. If you include people like Peng Dang, they have been fighting successively.
For decades, they fought with the Yuan soldiers across the country, and many people died in battle. Now that Ding Pulang and Fu Youde have rebelled, their subordinates have been fighting for so many years. Are they useless? Only when we reach the Zhu Jiajun can we start again?
I thought that saying this is neither fair nor conducive to recruiting more Peng Party members to surrender, and the whole army will be over."
Zhang Ximeng frowned slightly, thought about it again and again, and then slowly said: "What do you mean?"
Zheng Yuchun said: "Xiang Zhang, we have worshiped Zongze, and the superior announced his accession to the throne of Wu in front of the tomb of King Yue, and asked Gaozong to face the Central Plains and kneel on the ground to thank the world. People like Peng Dang are really worth it.
Nothing? For example, Monk Peng, who continued to rebel, trained so many generals, and fought for many years, also shook the Yuan Dynasty and inspired people... I was thinking, can I also offer sacrifices? "
Zhang Ximeng was silent for a moment, then suddenly said: "Sacrifice to what? Sacrifice to a professional rebel?"
Zheng Yuchun was suddenly shocked. He had been in Zhu Jiajun for a long time and had indeed read some books. He quickly realized the problem... Everyone agreed that Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to rule the world. For an emperor, offering sacrifices to Zongze, Yue Fei,
Raising people is not a big problem. Even if we want to redefine the principles and rebuild the world, we still need to affirm them.
But people like Monk Peng are very troublesome. He is neither a member of the Red Scarf Army of Zhu Yuanzhang's lineage, nor is he a leader of the White Lotus Cult. He is a monster and thief who has been rebelling all his life.
How to define this kind of person?
Sing praises?
Encourage everyone to follow their example, so you won't be afraid of chaos in the world?
Zheng Yuchun's face turned red, "Xiang Zhang, I, I didn't think about it, but I still feel that Monk Peng is not just one person. Now under Chen Youliang, there are still Zou Pusheng, Zhao Pusheng and other old men of the Peng Party, generals and soldiers who came from the Peng Party.
There are countless more. I hope Prime Minister Zhang can think of a way to win people's hearts."
Zhang Ximeng nodded and then smiled, "You are very good at noticing this. By the way, are you still studying these days?"
"Read! I have read a lot of Prime Minister Zhang's articles, and there are a lot of confusing things. I still want to ask Prime Minister Zhang for advice!"
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "I'm welcome at any time... but just reading my stuff is definitely not enough."
Zhang Ximeng turned his head, glanced at the bookshelf, pulled out a historical record, unfolded the pages, and wrote four words: Know the past and learn from the present.
Then he handed it to Zheng Yuchun, "Here you go, take a good look, I will test you again later."
Zheng Yuchun's hands trembled slightly, and he quickly took it, glanced at it, and grinned. This was a book gifted by Prime Minister Zhang. It was a priceless treasure that could be passed down to his family.
"Please rest assured, Mr. Zhang, I will definitely study hard!"
After sending Zheng Yuchun away... Zhang Ximeng sat down again and 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 extends to the Red Turban Army uprising today?
Zhang Ximeng thought over and over again and wrote two words on the paper: Resistance.
After a pause, he added two more words: unyielding!