Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Ximeng returned to Linhuai Town. It seemed like a hard trip, and they brought back nothing except hundreds of bare-handed young men. But they both knew that this time they would make a lot of money, and they would make a lot of money.
, all flowed out.
After rescuing Guo Zixing and forcing Zhao Jun to apologize, Zhu Yuanzhang's reputation suddenly reached a new height. He was on par with those marshals, and even better than Guo Zixing.
Zhu Yuanzhang's bravery and wisdom were undoubtedly revealed in the battle to defend Haozhou. There is nothing to say.
This time, regardless of past grudges, he saved Guo Zixing. It was Lao Zhu's benevolence... Not only did he pay off everything he owed Guo Zixing in the past, but he also repaid the debt with Yongquan.
Anyway, no one in their right mind would think that Zhu Yuanzhang owed Guo Zixing. A godson-in-law helped you defend the city and saved your life. What else do you want? A biological son is nothing more than that!
Secondly, Zhu Yuanzhang did not fall out with Zhao Jun and still maintained the overall situation of Haozhou Red Scarf. This alone made the people who had been devastated by the war burst into tears of gratitude and fell into submission.
Everyone knows that peace cannot last forever, but if we can live in peace during the spring plowing period without having to fight. If we can plant food and harvest it in the fall without starving to death, there is nothing more we can ask for.
There's nothing I can do about it. In this apocalyptic world, I really can't think too much.
In other words, so far, Lao Zhu's decision to develop alone has finally caused no waves.
And as its prestige increases, people flock to it every day to seek refuge.
The number of people ranged from dozens to hundreds, and there was even a grand scene where a whole village of young people came together.
Zhang Ximeng was responsible for registration every day, which made him dizzy and spinning like a top. Within a few days, he got a thick volume, and Zhang Ximeng went to show it to Zhu Yuanzhang.
Lao Zhu took it and was surprised at first, "So many?"
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "My lord has become famous and has attracted support from all over the world. This is what he should do."
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't even look through it, but put it aside casually, and then said to Zhang Ximeng: "Sir, do you think it is a good thing that we have recruited so many villagers?"
Zhang Ximeng was a little confused by the question, okay? In fact, in his opinion, it is easy for fellow villagers to form a group and form a small hilltop of xenophobia.
Looking at the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, the biggest mountain is the nobles of Huaixi, followed by the literati from eastern Zhejiang, and the military commanders who subsequently joined, including Lao Zhu's godsons... They are intricate and intertwined, giving and receiving privately.
, corrupted the law, corrupted the national code, and did too many bad things. This is why Lao Zhu had to raise the butcher's knife.
"My lord, Emperor Wu of Wei started his career by relying on his relatives from the Cao family and the Xiahou family, Li Tang relied on the Guanlong family, and Zhao Kuangyin also relied on his brothers in the Forbidden Army... Without a group of reliable people, it is really impossible to achieve great things."
"But the Cao family also has stupid pigs and cows like Cao Shuang. The Guanlong clan is also fighting with each other endlessly. Zhao Kuangyin finally wants to drink wine to release his military power!" Zhu Yuanzhang sighed repeatedly, "We have been thinking about this these days. We have just started now.
To make the big guys willing to work with us, in addition to fair rewards and punishments, we also need to rely on the friendship between fellow villagers and form a fist so that we can swing it hard!"
"It's just that we discovered that in the annals of history, whenever a business is started, these people will act arrogantly and recklessly, completely ignoring military regulations and laws, and become a scourge to the country!"
Lao Zhu turned his head and stared at Zhang Ximeng.
"Sir, do you have any suggestions?"
Zhang Ximeng was horrified and said, "My lord, since this has been the case throughout the ages, I didn't know either!"
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, and suddenly said with a smile but not a smile: "Did your father tell you? Can you tell us?"
Zhang Ximeng was startled again. He had indeed made his father take a lot of blame. He always said that his father came up with any new ideas, which made his father become a talented prime minister hiding among the people.
When Lao Zhu asked this, he didn't know whether he was teasing or sincerely asking for advice.
"Lord, can you tell me what you plan to do?"
Zhu Yuanzhang sighed softly, "We don't know either... But let me tell you, they are really corrupt, bending the law and doing random things. We won't tolerate it. I came from a poor background and know how much the people hate those bastards... We
,We can’t be the leader of bastards!”
Lao Zhu made a decisive decision and cut his heart open. Zhang Ximeng also suddenly became enlightened and had some new views on the future Hongwu Emperor.
Zhu Yuanzhang is right when he says that at the beginning of starting a business, you must have a group of people following you.
Being fair in dealing with things, giving appropriate rewards and punishments, being wise and wise, caring for your subordinates...these advantages are all based on a certain basis.
If you want to love and care for your subordinates, you must first have subordinates! If you want to be strict in discipline, you must also have someone willing to take care of you.
He is full of strategies but has nowhere to put them into practice. He can only go to the political circle and cannot take the path of an emperor. Many people have studied business administration, but later found out that they were managed by others.
After all, the beginning of everything is to have an initial team.
For Lao Zhu, this team is his Huaixi hometown!
He wants to be recognized by this group of people.
Judging from the current situation, Lao Zhu is successful, even very successful.
Judging from the number of people who come to seek refuge every day, Lao Zhu is winning.
And for those ordinary people, what is a country? They don’t know clearly. At most, they can vaguely know that they are Han Chinese, which is pretty good.
What the common people care most about are their fellow villagers, even if they are well-educated civil servants. In the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty relied on regional cliques and did not need too many.
These Huaixi fellows know each other well and are even relatives. When they go to the battlefield, they take care of each other and fight hard. They are not afraid of death and will not put friendly forces in trouble. They remain motionless... This is the greatest advantage.
But I have to admit that just because they are familiar with each other, they handle things in private, completely ignoring the people above them, and they are daring to act recklessly and flout the law, and it is also very serious.
"Lord, these people should and must be used, and at the moment, they can only be used." Zhang Ximeng carefully considered every word, but did not dare to say a single word wrong, because he knew that this conversation would affect countless people in the future.
Brain, don't be vague at all.
"But when you use it, you must discipline it. When necessary, punish severely without mercy, and put the law first!"
"Well said!" Zhu Yuanzhang nodded vigorously, "That's exactly what we mean. Seeing more and more soldiers and horses, we feel enlightened, but we are also worried, for fear that if we don't manage it well, something will happen. To say the least, thanks to Mr.
, we have read a lot of books these days and understood a lot of truths!"
Zhu Yuanzhang paused for a moment, suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but said: "Sir, you said that we are sensible in studying, can we let the people below also study? If they all understand the truth, we don't have to worry."
These words made Zhang Ximeng's eyes light up. Historically, Zhu Yuanzhang would reason with his subordinates, reward them for what they deserve, and punish them for what they deserve... But when they were asked to study, Lao Zhu might not have thought of it. This could be regarded as Zhang Ximeng's teachings.
It’s easy.
"Master, do you want me to make arrangements?"
"It's not your arrangement, I want you to give them a lecture, just like you gave it to us."
Zhang Ximeng's head went crazy when he heard this. Lao Zhu's team swelled, and he was the busiest. Now he was asked to give lectures to the generals. Wouldn't this exhaust him to death?
Zhang Ximeng wanted to refuse, but Zhu Yuanzhang smiled slightly and said, "Sir, don't object in a hurry. We have something that I want to show you."
"What?" Zhang Ximeng didn't know what Lao Zhu could come up with to impress him.
Zhu Yuanzhang reached into his arms and touched for a long time. Then he carefully took out a gold lock and two gold bracelets and placed them in front of Zhang Ximeng.
"Is this sir's?"
Zhang Ximeng glanced at it and seemed to remember something. He hurriedly grabbed it in his hand and saw eight words on the golden lock: Ximeng my son, live a hundred years!
Looking at the bracelet again, there are also these eight characters.
Zhang Ximeng could no longer calm down. He suddenly stood up, his whole body trembling slightly.
He carried this with him before he was eight years old. Later, when he got older, he asked me to put it away. It should be packed with my mother's trousseau jewelry.
On their way to Haozhou, it was stolen by a servant...how did it fall into the hands of Zhu Yuanzhang?
"Lord, what is this?"
Zhu Yuanzhang stood up and said, "Sir, come with us."
Zhang Ximeng's heart was pounding. He remembered that the old servant named Wang stole the jewelry and ran away under the pretext of finding medicine for himself... He, is he really still alive?
Zhang Ximeng originally thought that in this troubled world, once separated, there would be a huge sea of people and no face recognition, so he would not be able to find them at all, but he did not expect that he could actually meet them.
"Young Master!"
When Lao Wang saw Zhang Ximeng, he hesitated at first, but when he recognized it, he was frightened to death!
"Master, please spare my life! For the sake of serving the three generations of the Zhang family, please spare the little one!"
Zhang Ximeng just smiled coldly. Lao Wang realized that something was wrong and hurriedly kowtowed, "Young Master, I always cherish my servants. I realize that I was wrong. Please forgive me..."
Snapped!
Zhang Ximeng slapped Lao Wang hard in the face.
When he mentioned his father, his whole body trembled and his pupils burst into flames.
"Tell you, my father is dead! You have to go underground to apologize!"
After saying that, Zhang Ximeng waved his fist and hit it hard, regardless of his head or face. Each punch was harder than the last. He wanted to vent all the hatred he had in his belly!
After punching and kicking him, he turned back and grabbed a whip and beat him hard. Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say anything, but silently handed over a bucket of salt water... Let's beat him, cramp his skin, and kill this beast with a bad conscience!
