Eight hundred and thirtieth chapters Guanyin slave
Wang Baobao picked up a piece of goose meat. It was soft, juicy and had a mellow taste. When he put it in his mouth, he felt like he was back in his childhood. It was so delicious.
No matter how much mutton I have eaten and how much beef jerky I have enjoyed, the taste of goose meat from my hometown is still irreplaceable.
At this moment, Wang Baobao really cried.
Bei Yuanzhushi, a strange man in the world, was as fragile as an ordinary old man at this moment, crying profusely and getting out of hand.
Zhang Chengtian just watched from the side. He was following Zhu Yuanzhang's order to tell Lao Zhu about Wang Baobao's situation... But to be fair, Zhang Chengtian didn't understand. Is the taste of hometown really so lethal?
He picked up a piece of goose meat and threw it into his mouth.
Although it is delicious, it is not omnipotent. There is definitely a reason for it. Maybe I will just ask dad for advice in the future to find out what the secret is!
In fact, the little fat man was too young and had little experience. He heard some words from Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhang Ximeng, and severely peeled off Wang Baobao's face. These were the things that really made Baobao break his defense.
The Mongol Empire was indeed vast and unparalleled.
But precisely because of its vastness, Mongolian princes in various places had to combine with local forces and respect local customs. Because only in this way can they rule the place smoothly.
Because of this, the Mongol Empire also became fragmented and lost its original appearance.
The Yuan Dynasty became more and more like the Central Plains Dynasty, the Eastern Europe was annexed by the Rus, and the West Asia was also affected by the Great Eclipse of Persia.
One or two hundred years later, the situation has become completely different and the gap is huge.
For example, the lame Timur, who still claimed to be of Mongol descent, raised troops to fight, and his strength rapidly expanded.
Wang Baobao knows all this, but why is he unwilling to marry his sister over and have a smooth marriage?
Is that what he said?
No, because in Wang Baobao's view, he was the Zhengshuo of the Central Plains, and the Yuan Dynasty was the orthodoxy of Mongolia.
Just Timur, he is not even a Mongolian nobleman, there is a huge difference between him and me. If you want to marry my sister, just dream!
This is probably the pride of Guan Yunchang, a tiger girl who does not marry a dog.
Then Wang Baobao became a prisoner like Guan Gong.
It's just that Daming is different from Sun Shiwan.
Let him return to his hometown, taste the taste of his hometown, and be willing to give him a way to survive.
Now that things have happened, what choice does Wang Baobao have?
Die?
Mongolia is different from the Central Plains Dynasty. He cannot be like Prime Minister Wen, and not many future generations will remember him. It is even said that in the future, people will still find traces of his Wang Baobao from the Yuan History revised by Zhang Ximeng.
If so, would his death be of any use?
Didn't that become a joke?
Now that things have come to this, it’s really better to choose to live a few more days, taste the taste of hometown, and live peacefully.
Apart from anything else, Zhu Yuanzhang was really magnanimous in his treatment of prisoners.
The Iron Pot Emperor is still alive, Timur is also a wealthy man, and there are so many Mongolian people. As long as they are willing to surrender to the Ming Dynasty and respect the laws of the Ming Dynasty, they will all live well.
There is no doubt about this golden sign that has been built over twenty years.
"I want to stay in Gushi a little longer, do you think that's okay?"
Zhang Chengtian was startled and blurted out: "You don't want to die?"
Wang Baobao blushed and coughed: "Human, everyone is destined to die, so why should I be in a hurry?"
"That's right, if you live a few more days, you can eat more goose meat!" Zhang Chengtian showed no mercy, and Wang Baobao could only pretend not to hear.
Zhang Chengtian lowered his head and thought for a while, then said: "If you want to stay some time, it's not impossible. But it can't be more than a month. I have to take the final exam tomorrow, so I can't delay it. One more thing, you can't just wander around like this
, you have to go to school!"
"go to school?"
"Yes, I am going to attend the middle school in Gushi County. You need to take notes while listening to the class, mainly history. You have to reflect on it!"
Wang Baobao was helpless, "Okay! I'll go to the class!"
"And your family, they are no exception." Zhang Chengtian said: "Although we in the Ming Dynasty are not willing to kill people, we must sincerely surrender to the Ming Dynasty and work hard to educate ourselves. Otherwise, we will not be polite."
Wang Baobao gritted his teeth slightly and could only nod helplessly: "Okay!"
In this way, Wang Baoliu stayed in Gushi County, including his sister and other family members.
Zhang Chengtian distributed a set of teaching materials to each of them. Others were fine, but Wang Baobao's sister was the youngest. She was actually literate and able to read the textbooks.
Zhang Chengtian was quite surprised, "If you study hard, you might have a good future."
The woman smiled slightly and said, "As a woman, what future can I have? I am just a husband and a child. To be able to marry a great hero is my true destiny!"
Zhang Chengtian was slightly stunned. This statement sounded a bit wrong.
"You can count on men if you work together? What an idea! Look at my mother, now she has risen from a first-class official to be in charge of the Ming Dynasty Bank, and there is Han Xiuniang, who is also a minister... In the Ming Dynasty, regardless of men or women, as long as they have the ability
, you can shine. My senior sister studies astronomy and geography, which is far ahead of her predecessors, and everyone who knows it will give a thumbs up!"
Zhang Chengtian said very rudely: "You are young, you must learn to respect yourself and love yourself, and strive for self-improvement!"
Good guy, this is the first time he has been taught a lesson after he has grown so big. Guanyin Slave was dumbfounded and speechless! Is there something wrong with this little fat guy’s brain?
Look at what you said nicely, can this woman really make the decision?
Isn't this a joke?
But what she didn't expect was that when she turned around and went to school, she found that there were several female teachers on the campus of Gushi Middle School.
One of them looked like he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, but he was actually younger than her.
But when he stood on the podium and talked eloquently, his face was serious, and the knowledge he spoke was not vague at all.
"Listen, you all, Gushi is a small county and cannot be compared with others. If you want to be admitted to Fudan School, the most important thing you need to work on is arithmetic. This is the only area where you can get ahead and get points. The rest of the articles and poems,
It’s a blessing if we don’t fall behind too much. We need to know where our advantages are... work hard for three years and get into the best school in Ming Dynasty!"
Guanyin Nu was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it. This guy really dared to speak!
A mere woman wants to lead someone into the best school. Do you have what it takes?
"This female gentleman is not bad at all. She has grasped the essence of the arithmetic she taught. As for her saying that she relies on arithmetic to surpass others, she is not wrong. Just wait until you take the exam and memorize 120 articles.
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Guanyinnu looked at Zhang Chengtian stupidly, "How do you know?"
"What's so strange about this? My eldest brother wrote the teaching aid in this way. He also tried hard to condense the article into less than a hundred articles!"
Guanyin slave asked in confusion: "Why do you want to compress it? What are you thinking about?"
Zhang Chengtian said rudely: "You still don't understand this? In your situation, although you are also reading and literate, you have been away from the Central Plains for so long. If you want to take the exam, how can you compare with others? In the same way, children from poor counties,
How can we compare with those from Yingtian, Suzhou and Hangzhou? Naturally, someone needs to study the methods of taking the exam and help them to successfully obtain the exam quota."
Guanyin Nu was even more puzzled, "Why should we help them? Everyone has their own destiny, and wealth lies in heaven. You are just sitting around with nothing to do!"
Zhang Chengtian rolled his eyes, "You're right, a barbarian woman like you deserves to be abandoned! You don't want to marry any hero, just find an old and ugly one to marry! It's obviously for
You guys are nice, but you don’t know what’s good or bad! The barbarian flavor in you is really to the bone!”
Guanyinnu was so angry that Zhang Chengtian scolded him, and he almost wanted to beat him up.
I am not an ordinary woman. My eldest brother is the King of Henan in the Yuan Dynasty. He holds great power and can take life and death. I am not an ordinary woman!
In anger, Guanyinnu helplessly realized that it seemed that she had become a prisoner, her former glory was no longer there, and she had completely become a weakling who was at the mercy of others.
Realizing this, when she went to school again, she couldn't help but look around.
There were people sitting in the school, both rich and poor, but most of them were children from poor families. Some had their toes exposed in their shoes, and some couldn't even afford paper, so they could only do calculations as best they could in the gaps.
But no matter what, there is light in each of their eyes.
It is a high-spirited and proud gesture... Their conditions may not be as good as others, and their opportunities may not be as great as others.
But they are still willing to fight, at least there is still a little hope.
Moreover, when they move, those people cannot lie down comfortably. If they rush forward, those people have to spread their legs and run forward.
We can't let those rich kids get too comfortable.
This is a completely different experience from the Yuan Dynasty.
In the Yuan Dynasty, even if he was in such a state of poverty, only He Lin Yicheng could survive.
It is also hierarchical and has strict barriers.
Those who have the blood of the Golden Family are the top group of people. They own tribes, pastures, and countless slaves... They can take whatever they want, life and death.
Almost everyone is determined from birth.
As long as you are a nobleman, no matter how bad you are, you will still have enough to eat and drink. Those poor people, no matter how hard they work, in the end they will be nothing more than slaves of the nobleman.
Could the Yuan Dynasty, which followed that set of rules, really be able to rule the Central Plains for a long time?
Guanyin Nu didn't expect that much, but one month passed quickly, and her female teacher handed her a note.
"Take this, I wrote this down when I was studying at Fudan Academy. My husband taught us that knowledge and learning are not unique to us. Although you are a little older, you are very smart. If you work harder in the future, you may have a chance.
Get ahead. Treat the students well when the time comes."
Guanyin Nu hesitated for a moment and finally bowed deeply, "I don't know what will happen in the future, but I thank you sir!"
Wang Baobao's family went from Gushi to Yingtian... When they arrived successfully, another group of people had already arrived in Yingtian. Among them were the kings of the East Route of Mongolia and several princes of the West Route, totaling more than 20 people.
, come together to the Ming Dynasty and please surrender!