It's so quiet that you can hear the drop of a needle.
"..." Fan Xueqin frowned and wanted to say something several times, but the words reached his throat and he swallowed them again.
On the contrary, Zhang Jieyun, who had been debating with Miao Liyun before, said: "Squad leader, your statement is too unbelievable. The tomb of Ming Taizu is in the Ming Xiaoling Mausoleum on Purple Mountain."
"I know, but this does not conflict with my guess."
Tang Ming spoke calmly.
Zhang Jieyun was stunned for a moment, and his words were stagnant.
Indeed, the question raised by Tang Ming now is about the weird things that Ming Taizu did in his later years, and has nothing to do with Ming Xiaoling.
At this time.
Fan Xueqin pushed up his glasses, looked at Tang Ming and said, "Classmate, do you still have some guesses that you haven't expressed yet?
Please tell me what’s next.”
"good."
Tang Ming nodded: "My guess is that Ming Taizu asked his close friends to carry out a secret mission. This mission is related to his own immortality. But at the same time, it is too unbelievable that even the Hongwu Emperor dare not do it openly.
implementation.”
"We can only use the pretext of someone's intention to rebel to create a large-scale party prison."
"But in fact, this is an attempt to build a plank road openly and covertly to plot against Chen Cang!"
Tang Ming's eyes sparkled: "Teacher, do you think this statement has any basis?"
His goal is to find evidence.
In any case, he already knew the outcome. Long Yuan, Xue Sha, Hu Ben and other heroes were all sacrificed on their own initiative.
With so many soldiers disappearing suddenly, no matter how controlled they are, there will still be clues left in the history books.
But if it is covered with a layer of fog, it can completely conceal the truth.
"Your idea is too wild and unfounded, and has no basis. It's just..." Fan Xueqin swallowed his throat and said in a deep voice: "I have read an ancient book, which is considered a palace secret. It is said to be the handbook of a certain red-robed eunuch.
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"It is recorded above that in his later years, Taizu of the Ming Dynasty was more obsessed with alchemy and even appointed a stranger as a national preceptor..." National Preceptor?
Tang Ming's eyes flashed slightly: "What is the name of this Imperial Master?"
"That's not clear. It's not clearly written in the handbook, and it's not clear whether the record on it is true or false."
Fan Xueqin shook his head.
After a pause, he continued: "But there is still a doubt. Historical records record that Ming Taizu was diligent and frugal, but when he overthrew the Yuan Dynasty, he must have gained a huge amount of wealth and resources."
"However, there was no news about these massive wealth and resources. Some people said they were deposited into the Ming Dynasty's treasury, and some said they were used to develop the Ming Dynasty's soldiers. However, these claims are untenable. Even if the ancient records are unclear, it will not be
Not a single trace was left behind."
"Gulu——" Fan Xueqin swallowed his throat again, slightly alleviating the fear in his heart.
"This classmate, your idea is very strange. Where did you read this, or heard about it from unofficial biographies, or rural legends?"
Fan Xueqin asked doubtfully.
"That's not true."
Tang Ming shook his head and grinned: "I usually like to watch suspense dramas. I thought this topic was interesting before, so I fiddled with it for a while."
"Teacher, I'm sorry. I just expressed my strange thoughts casually. If it disturbs the class, please forgive me."
Said.
Tang Ming smiled apologetically.
The scene is a bit weird. You were talking eloquently just now, but why do you suddenly admit that it was nonsense?
Fan Xueqin took a deep look at Tang Ming, thought for a moment and then said: "Although your idea is strange and weird, it is also in line with the theme of today's classwork."
"You are still students now, and you can speak freely in history class."
“But if you participate in historical work in the future, you still need to keep historical evidence in mind and look at history with practical materialism.”
Tang Ming nodded: "Students have learned a lesson, thank you teacher for your teaching."
"It doesn't matter."
Fan Xueqin smiled and said: "History textbooks are boring, but what you said today made the class more lively."
"Classmate, please sit down first. Let's get back to the topic and continue to explain the merits and demerits we started with..." Tang Ming sat back in his seat.
As soon as he sat down, Qi Yunxiao and Mo Fan cast admiring glances at him.
"Old Tang, it's okay."
Qi Yunxiao had a bad smile on his face: "You are serious nonsense, even the dean is confused by you, you are awesome."
Mo Fan also smiled and said: "Isn't that right? If you tell stories, Old Tang, you will definitely succeed. What you said is so wonderful that I thought it was true."
"..." Tang Ming rolled his eyes and didn't explain much.
What he said before, if put together, he probably wouldn't believe it himself, but everything in the Zhulin Mountain collection really appeared in front of him.
"National Preceptor..." "This Imperial Preceptor should be the key clue to the incident that year. I will have to ask Long Yuan and the others when the time comes."
Tang Ming thought secretly.
...The afternoon class ended soon.
Tang Ming suggested that everyone go out for a dinner together, which naturally gained everyone's approval.
"If I remember correctly, the last time we had a dinner together was years ago."
Miao Liyun smiled like a flower: "Time flies so fast, we are already sophomores."
Tang Ming smiled and nodded. Calculating the time, he had been in Jinling for more than a year.
"Let's go and have a good time together today."
Qi Yunxiao greeted and the group walked together.
They came to the commercial street not far from the school. It was in the center of the university park and was very lively. Mo Fan found a restaurant that looked high-end and took everyone in.
"Mo Fan, this place is very expensive..." Zhang Heng said sarcastically: "How about we find a cheaper place and share the money together."
"No, Lao Zhang, you are not interesting enough. I am treating everyone to dinner today. There is no need to share. You can just give me a hard time later."
Mo Fan has a playful smile.
Although he looked careless, he was actually very attentive. He did not go directly to the luxury box, but casually found a seat near the window in the lobby.
In fact, given his status as the young master of the Mo family, the luxury box was effortless at all.
But in order to take care of the psychology of Zhang Heng and others, and not to show off their wealth, they still chose an ordinary position.
"Hey, I haven't had a drink in a long time. I've been feeling bored during this period. Lao Zhang, please have a good drink with me."
Qi Yunxiao also grinned, and teased He Manyue: "Classmate He, do you mind if I borrow Lao Zhang for tonight?"
He Manyue pursed her lips and smiled: "That's not okay. I don't allow Zhang Heng to drink too much."
"Hey, I listen to Manyue. If she doesn't let me drink, I won't drink."
Zhang Heng said with a silly smile.
"Yo yo, the wife sings and the husband follows."
Qi Yunxiao said with a bitter face: "You also have to think about it for me. I have been working so hard to chase a girl recently, and I feel miserable. I have to drink to drown my sorrows."
Seeing his appearance, everyone was also amused.
He Manyue smiled and said: "Okay, I'll ask Zhang Heng to drink with you, but don't drink too much."