Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't say it well. Whether he was going into battle to kill the enemy or fighting corruption with an iron fist, Zhu Yuanzhang did it with peace of mind. Even if heads were rolling and blood was flowing like rivers, he never hesitated.
Could this be a gift from heaven?
Of course not.
In fact, Zhu Yuanzhang himself knew very well that all his hesitation, hesitation, fear, and cowardice had completely disappeared during those years of wandering.
In other words, cowardly and hesitant people simply cannot survive those difficult days.
Indeed, as Mr. Zhang said, things that seemed ordinary to Zhu Yuanzhang were hells that could not be imagined for the prince who lived in a privileged environment.
If you have seen hundreds of thousands of people starve to death and their bones litter the fields, why would you care about the dismemberment of hundreds of thousands of people?
Zhu Yuanzhang thought for a moment, and he felt that maybe he really couldn't ask his son what he asked of himself... Zhu Biao should have his own way and his own way of governing the country. But Zhu Yuanzhang was not so clear about how to go about it.
"Learn from history. If you have time, go to Mr. Zhang's place more often and study with him to understand the truth. Maybe you will come to a conclusion." Zhu Yuanzhang said in a low voice.
Zhu Biao was stunned and nodded in agreement, but he knew that Zhang Ximeng was very opposed to following him in everything. It seemed that Zhang Ximeng hoped that his students could subvert themselves, surpass themselves, and come up with something that would dazzle him.
Just being obsessive and looking for answers from books or other people's mouths is doomed to not work.
Zhu Biao had a feeling that maybe he should find his own way, but he was also confused and didn't know which direction to work towards...
Zhu Biao tried to ask Zhang Ximeng for advice, but after Zhang Ximeng listened, he looked up to the sky and laughed, "I can only say that His Highness has surpassed many people by realizing this matter... As for the answer, I don't need to be an emperor or sit on the dragon's throne.
Why does Your Highness ask me?"
Zhang Ximeng said: "Your Highness, if you walk down the street, go to the Confucius Temple. There will be many fortune-telling gods in rags who will come and show you the way to get promoted and make a fortune? Do you believe it? They
If you have that ability, why don't you get yourself an official uniform? So, His Highness asking me is like asking Yu Blind!"
Zhu Biao said with a sullen face: "Sir, of course you are transparent, but those gods in rags have no intention of deceiving smart people like you!"
Zhang Ximeng put his hands on his hands and laughed, "That's it. I still need to study books here. Are you interested, Your Highness?"
Zhu Biao shook his head, "I still have to deal with the case. I'll ask sir for advice later."
He stood up, patted his butt, and left quickly. Although he didn't get an answer, he was less confused after all.
Zhu Biao began to deal with the case in Peking. In fact, many of the officials who were captured and imprisoned were Zhu Biao's old acquaintances. When he was in Peking, these people were all under Zhu Biao's command.
Among them were Hanlin literati who had been demoted from Yingtian, including high-ranking officials in the imperial court and former officials of the Yuan Dynasty. Their backgrounds were very different, but almost without exception, they were all corrupt officials.
Take Qian Yongren as an example. This guy actually embezzled more than 100,000 taels.
"You were once the Minister of Rites, and you are full of poems and articles. Don't you know how to be ashamed?" Zhu Biao asked angrily.
It is rare that Qian Yongren did not cry for mercy, nor did he cry hoarse and argue, but said helplessly: "Your Highness, I believed what you said when I was still in Yingtian. But then I went to Shandong, and all I had left was
I climbed up and regained my position. Then I went to Peking and became the chief envoy, and I discovered that everyone thought so."
"My men are all dedicated to climbing up. They racked their brains and gave me gifts. The people below also gave them gifts. Some of them were unscrupulous, others were earth-shattering! At first, I didn't dare to accept them, but later
I found that if I don’t accept it, the people below will be disobedient and won’t do anything for me!”
"Why?" Zhu Biao suddenly interrupted, "Is it so difficult to be an innocent person?"
Qian Yongren was stunned for a moment before he said helplessly: "It's indeed quite difficult. Those old officials of the Yuan Dynasty are all like this. Giving gifts is almost the only way for them to climb up. As far as I know, some people even go so far as to suit their liking.
Give your wife to Shangguan to make a good relationship with Shangguan!"
"Shameless!" Zhu Biao yelled angrily: "For a black gauze hat, you don't even want to be a human being?"
Qian Yongren pondered again, thought carefully and said: "Your Highness, the Yuan Dynasty has dominated the Central Plains for hundreds of years, and the lands of Yanyun have been occupied by the barbarians for hundreds of years. I heard that when Genghis Khan raised his army, he was killing people.
Looting, plundering all the women under their tents. Most of the Mongolian nobles were cruel and violent, robbing people of their daughters, taking their wives, and so on. Although Peiping has been taken back, there are still many things that need to be changed from scratch.
, I’m afraid it won’t be solved even within a few decades.”
When Qian Yongren said this, he raised his head, with a trace of hope in his eyes... What he said was all the truth, and it was what he understood in his heart after being arrested.
Perhaps these things could exchange for his life... After all, during his time in Peiping, Zhu Biao's generous and generous impression was too profound.
His Royal Highness the Crown Prince was always so kind and polite that it gave him unrealistic fantasies.
"Your Highness, the guilty minister, the guilty minister is willing to change his mind. If Your Highness feels that the guilty minister is still useful, the guilty minister is willing to..."
"shut up!"
Zhu Biao shouted angrily, "Qian Yongren, I have given you a chance, but it's a pity that you don't know how to repent. You make the same mistake again and again, and now, you still want to deceive me? Let me tell you, for a corrupt official like you,
I won’t show mercy!”
Then, Zhu Biao took a deep breath and said, "What you just said makes some sense. Write down all these things. If you write them down, you can save your family's life! Otherwise, the Yi tribe will be killed!"
After finishing speaking, Zhu Biao waved his hand, someone inserted the money and Yongren, and dragged it down. For a moment, his heart sank to the bottom, he was not going to survive... and then the heartbreaking cry was like the wail of a ghost.
, but to no avail.
Zhu Biao later interrogated many prisoners, and he gradually discovered that the confessions of these people on the verge of death were worthless. Everyone was afraid of death, and everyone wanted a chance to start over.
As long as you spare them, these people will change their ways and become upright officials.
Will it?
Maybe!
But who can give those bullied people a chance? Those killed by them will never come back, and those injured by them will be disabled for life.
The woman who was raped by them will never be able to return to her innocent past...
To indulge these bastards too much is to ravage good people and commit evil for the second time!
When Zhu Biao was dealing with criminals, his heart became harder and harder, and his compassion became less and less.
Especially when he arrived at the capital commander Zhao Yong's place, Zhu Biao was really furious!
He sentenced Zhao Yong to be cut in half!
The reason is very simple. This guy not only usurped the slaves, but also kept two handsome boys by his side to serve as book boys... Of course he can't read, so there is no need to say more about what he does.
This guy actually called it an elegant thing. I heard it from a few literati. It is said that Kaifeng in the Song Dynasty was like this, and it was a waste to play!
Zhu Biao couldn't bear it anymore, so he not only sentenced Zhao Yong to beheading, but also wrote a special letter asking Zhu Yuanzhang to issue an edict that this kind of thing should be investigated to the end, and everyone involved would be beheaded without letting go!
Zhu Yuanzhang was naturally not polite and immediately agreed to Zhu Biao's proposal.
In fact, this kid hasn't always been kind and generous, it's just that he hasn't touched his bottom line.
Realizing this, Zhu Yuanzhang was quite happy.
When you have something happy, you have to share it. Lao Zhu strolled to the National History Museum.
Zhang Ximeng is editing books here. After several years of busy work, the history of the Song Dynasty has begun to take shape.
Zhu Yuanzhang took it over, took a look at it, and couldn't help but said: "Mr. Zhang, what you have practiced this time is very different from Tuotuo!" Lao Zhu flipped through the biographies, especially those civil servants. Zhang Ximeng, who can
There are very few people who get good reviews.
Kou Zhun, Fan Zhongyan, Wang Anshi, just a few people.
Fu Bi, Han Qi and others, who were highly regarded by others, also received the evaluation that they had forgotten their original intentions.
As for the big star Su Shi, he was directly classified as a scholar.
In other words, it cannot be said that he has made no achievements in government affairs, but he is also a complete mess.
Moreover, Zhang Ximeng even gave pedantic and confused comments without any politeness.
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced through it and felt that almost all the civil servants of the Song Dynasty were wiped out and scolded to death.
"Sir, Mr. Liuyi has always had a good reputation. How come he has become a treacherous villain?"
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "If he is not a villain, how could he kill Di Qing?"
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly, "Sir, when we were reading history books, we heard Mr. Fenglin say that in the memorial to impeach Di Qing, Ouyang Xiu said that he had not shown any fault, but only recommended that he be removed from the post of Privy Councilor. According to Mr. Fenglin's
I mean, if Ouyang Xiu protects Di Qing, Layman Liuyi is still kind. What do you think, sir?"
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "Mr. Fenglin, of course he is knowledgeable and solid, and he is much higher than the minister... But Di Qing is a military minister with an upright nature. He has made great achievements and been promoted to Privy Council. He is an example for military men and the world looks up to him. If
If you have indeed committed a crime, it is understandable that you will be dismissed from office. But if you are dismissed from office for no fault, this is not a punishment, but a humiliation!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was suddenly startled and frowned, "It is true. It is excusable to be dismissed from office if guilty. It is the earliest unwarranted move to be dismissed for no fault and to punish one's heart! It's no wonder that Di Qing fell into depression soon after he was demoted.
Finally, it seems that Ouyang Xiu is indeed a villain, Mr. Fenglin, he is wrong!"
Zhang Ximeng smiled faintly, "Actually, that's not necessarily the case. I can't tell what Ouyang Xiu is thinking. After all, this person can write top-notch articles about cliques and destroying his teammates. It's just right to say that he is a fool. It's just Chen Xiu.
This history of the Song Dynasty must be like this!"
Zhu Yuanzhang thought about it again and again, and finally nodded and said: "What you said is absolutely true. Since the history of the Song Dynasty has been completed, it will be published all over the world immediately after proofreading. All schools must have a copy!"