Li Shanchang's words made Zhu Yuanzhang think of something, and he suddenly sighed, "You have the final say on how to deal with the Japanese country next! Also, Zhu Di, you should learn more from Mr. Li, he can teach you a lot.
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After Lao Zhu finished speaking, he asked the three people to leave.
This surprised Zhu Di somewhat. He felt that his father was not so easy to talk to, and he also asked him to learn from Li Shanchang, which was very confusing.
What on earth is dad thinking?
"Mr. Lan, please give me some advice!"
Lan Yu rolled her eyes, "I'm sorry, I still have to lead the troops, the war is about to take place... I'll say goodbye." Lan Yu ignored Zhu Di and went straight to her job.
As for Li Shanchang, he continued to hum and sing, and walked away happily.
Only Zhu Di was left, and the more he thought about it, the more confused he became. He had obviously studied the master's secret book carefully, but he was still like this. He couldn't compare with anything else, and he was confused about everything... Could it be that the master held back a trick and didn't teach him on purpose?
No way?
Zhu Di felt very disappointed. He was dejected. When he returned to the palace, he wrote a letter to Zhang Shuning, "My father lied to me and my father also bullied me. I can't live in this life anymore. How about we join forces and do something big!"
Before Zhu Di's letter was sent, Zhang Ximeng was invited to the palace.
It's just that today's dish is a bit messy, with only a basket of washed radishes left.
Lao Zhu was very happy, and told Zhang Ximeng, "This radish is really good, sweet, not spicy at all, and more delicious than pears!"
Zhang Ximeng smiled helplessly, "My lord, even if this is a pot of pears, isn't it too shabby? Do you want me to pay to get you some dishes to go with the wine, such as lamb and bear paws? I can still afford them."
Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head repeatedly, "Forget it, you don't understand, this poor wine has a different taste when you drink it. Isn't there a saying that if you call it a radish, the wine will be crunchy! Let's just drink it like this. It's quite interesting."
Zhang Ximeng was helpless, so he had to take a radish by himself. He also looked at it carefully to see if it was clean. Zhu Yuanzhang was too rough in doing things and there was nothing he could do.
Lao Zhu pretended not to see him. He took a sip of radish and a sip of wine, and drank very happily. After a bowl of wine was finished, Lao Zhu laughed and said: "In the morning, when Li Shanchang came back to talk, he told us that he was plotting against Zhang Shicheng.
When it happened, we were indifferent and watched him suffer misfortune. We provided all support except help!"
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled and said: "Now we remember that the gentleman back then was still full of bad ideas!"
Zhang Ximeng lowered his head and gnawed the carrot, and suddenly said quietly: "My lord, is he sighing that he can't go back to the beginning?"
Zhu Yuanzhang pondered for a moment, then smiled and said: "That's right, at the beginning we were just a few provinces with 20,000 to 30,000 soldiers and horses, struggling to survive and focused on survival... we could use any idea and say anything. On the contrary,
It’s not so refreshing to really have the world in your hands and sit on the dragon’s throne, but to be controlled by others and have to take care of everything.”
Zhu Yuanzhang said: "Take the case of Japan and Goryeo this time. Those methods may not be on the table, but they may not be ineffective. We know it in our hearts, but we just can't say it out loud, so we can't do it like that."
Zhang Ximeng was startled, then suddenly grabbed the wine glass and took a deep sip. A burning sensation spread in his throat, and the alcohol began to blend into his body, like a key, opening the conversation box.
"This is why I think it is necessary to train King Yan." Zhang Ximeng said: "My lord rules the world, is the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, and is the lord of China. There are some things that the lord can't say. For example, if the lord has anything wrong with Goryeo at the moment,
Your words will immediately make other vassals have ideas, and it will be inconvenient to manipulate them in the future."
Zhu Yuanzhang took a big bite of radish and said with a smile: "This is the case for us, and it is not the same for you, Mr. Zhang. We have only figured it out in the past few days. No wonder you want to resign. All the people in the dynasty are your disciples."
Disciple, if you say a word, they will definitely regard it as a golden rule. In this case, you will be tied up and unable to do things."
Zhang Ximeng nodded, "Yes, according to our thousands of years of tradition, we always think about long-term planning, consider all aspects, prepare for our descendants, and seek peace for eternity... With this thought, we can't be ruthless when facing these small countries and vassals.
, caring too much about face, identity, and status, setting limits on oneself, and restraining one's hands. In fact, sometimes, having a lower moral level is not necessarily a disadvantage. We suffer from being too gentle."
Lao Zhu chuckled: "So now in Beiping, there is an old bastard Li Shanchang, a shameless Lan Yu, and a little brat Zhu Di! Mr. Zhang! You are really thinking carefully!"
Zhang Ximeng grinned and said, "Isn't this great? My lord, is it still distressed?"
Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head, "No, what about Japan and Korea, what does it have to do with us! If we weren't the emperor and had to think more, we would even wish they were all dead!"
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "Isn't this great? Let them toss around, that's it. If the lord takes action again, that's it."
Lao Zhu drank another two bowls of wine, and suddenly said: "Mr. Zhang, you said that Li Shanchang is still alive and can remind the younger generations how he came here. What if he is gone, will the children in the future...
You don’t know anything anymore? You think conquering and ruling the world is so easy, so you are confused and make more and more mistakes?"
Zhang Ximeng pondered slightly, "For the sake of His Majesty's taboo, the Spring and Autumn Calligraphy... After so many years, the history books must be carefully revised, and many things will naturally be erased by then."
"no!"
Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Absolutely not! We won't agree!"
Zhang Ximeng was shocked and said hurriedly: "My lord, there is nothing we can do about this. Even if you are as wise and wise as Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, he has repaired the Xuanwu Gate incident many times before and after. It is a reasonable thing."
"That won't work either!" Zhu Yuanzhang took a big bite of the radish and chewed it with great force, swallowing up the sun and the moon.
"Mr. Zhang, let's ask ourselves. Since the beginning of the army, there is nothing that cannot be said. When it comes to upholding the justice of the country, we are not ashamed. In short, we, Zhu Yuanzhang, do not need any Spring and Autumn brushwork."
Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "My lord, you don't need the Spring and Autumn style of writing. Naturally, you have the image of a holy king. But I'm thinking, maybe people will discredit you!"
Lao Zhu was stunned for a moment and was speechless for a long time.
After a while, Lao Zhu said: "Mr. Zhang, is this why you always want to write books behind closed doors?"
Zhang Ximeng didn't say anything, just said calmly: "Even if I write it, not many people may take it seriously. In short, I do my best, and I won't talk about other things, especially things that happened decades or hundreds of years ago."
I can tell it accurately."
Zhang Ximeng seemed a little lonely after talking to this point.
Zhu Yuanzhang's pupils tightened slightly. He thought over and over again and said slowly: "Sir's worries at the moment are very similar to what Confucius said about knowing I have sinned. It is only the Spring and Autumn Period! The way of sages has been tampered with too much, so it's no wonder that Mr.
Worry.”
Lao Zhu turned his head, looked at Zhang Ximeng, and said very seriously: "Sir, we are still the emperor, and you are also in your prime. We are not old, so there is no need to be depressed."
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes suddenly flickered and radiated with light. In a daze, Zhang Ximeng was stunned. Was he back in Haozhou City or Linhuai Town?
To sum up what Lao Zhu said, you have to stand up!
You can't be decadent anymore.
We are still the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, the founding king of the country. You, Prime Minister Zhang, are the grand master of the dynasty, disciples and former officials throughout the world, sages and sages in this world, and your master is still alive.
With our status and power as kings and ministers...if we accept our fate, then I ask others, is there any hope? Who can make the world a better place?
Just following the old tradition, won't the car push forward in reverse?
Everyone wants to be a paper framer like Li Shanchang. When will the paper no longer hold up and the world will fall apart?
Lao Zhu slammed the table and said sternly: "Mr. Zhang, we didn't think so much before. But now Biao'er is becoming more and more like an emperor, and we can rest assured that he oversees the country as regent. These days, we are just thinking,
Is it possible that Zhu Yuanzhang can really retreat to the countryside and enjoy his grandchildren?"
"After chatting with you today, we suddenly feel that there is still too much that can be done. We cannot be complacent. You cannot slack off either!"
Zhu Yuanzhang was really high-spirited and high-spirited.
While drinking, he said to Zhang Ximeng: "The first thing we are thinking about is to clearly explain and write down everything that has happened since the beginning of the army. This matter will be published in our name, sir."
Zhang Ximeng rolled his eyes, "Lord, you mustered up your fighting spirit and wanted to do something, but in the end you asked me to write a book for you?"
Zhu Yuanzhang said rudely: "What? Are you still unwilling? Don't worry, we will give you a share of the polishing fee when the time comes."
Zhang Ximeng thought for a while, then said: "I don't want the retouching fee. How about if we don't co-author, how about we split the manuscript fee in half?"
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhang Ximeng and said, "Tell us the truth, do you think this is profitable?"
Zhang Ximeng smiled helplessly, "Only you know, otherwise where will my millions of royalties come from? If nothing else, it's not easy for you, Zhu Yuanzhang, to write something!"
Lao Zhu pondered for a while and chuckled: "If you ask us for money, it proves that I was right. I must write something myself to explain clearly what happened in my life. And I must provide for future generations.
You must read it carefully, and you must know that it was difficult for our ancestors to start a business, so we must guard the foundation well and be worthy of the hard work of our ancestors!"
"Yes! If we want to write something, we must write it now!"
Lao Zhu seemed particularly excited. He walked back and forth on the ground and kept pacing.
"Mr. Zhang, how do you think we should write it? Should we be more detailed or should we write it in a nutshell? But we still want to be more detailed, but we don't know where to start?"
Seeing that Lao Zhu was so eager, Zhang Ximeng could only say: "Do you want the Lord to be divided into three parts? I just thought about it. The first part of the Lord will be called "Little Land", telling things about childhood, and then the second part will be called "
"Rejuvenation" is about the founding of the country, and the third part is called "Reclamation of Wasteland", which is about the expansion of territory."
Zhu Yuanzhang frowned slightly, "It's good to divide it into three parts, but we still need to think about this name, think about it carefully!"
(End of chapter)
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