Chapter 14 Falling to death in the street!
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, as if he was not surprised.
He clapped his hands, as if slapping away ashes, to knock off some crumbs of bread in his hands, and wiped his hands with a rag.
Then he looked at Zhu Biao again and said: "Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, we have not been treated well by these Confucian scholars. I don't know how many Confucian scholars have scolded us in private. In fact, we feel like Ming Jing."
“But we are not afraid.”
"We crawled out from the dead, how can we still be scolded by these Confucian scholars?"
"Right now, there are countless Confucian scholars in the world thinking that the Yuan people will fight back again and destroy our Ming Dynasty. "Destroyed."
"When we conquered Dadu of the Yuan Dynasty, how many scholars and civil servants in the city waved flags and cheered for the Mongols, and how many people died for the Yuan Dynasty."
"We all saw it. ”
“From then on, we knew that these Confucian scholars were not fed enough, they just wanted to kneel down and serve those barbarians.”
"But we have knives in our hands."
"They dared to flirt with the barbarians in front of our eyes. We will chop them down. We don't want these people to be loyal to us and loyal to the Ming Dynasty."
"We just put the knife on their necks and let them do things for us. If they do it well, we will reward them. If they don't do it, we will kill them."
"We are not used to it. !”
Zhu Yuanzhang’s voice was cold, with cold murderous intent and disdain. This murderous intent was almost unconcealed and naked.
He didn't feel that what he did was wrong.
Relatively trust people.
He prefers to believe in the knife in his hand.
Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyes, restrained the murderous intent in his eyes, returned to his original indifferent attitude, and said: "Tell us about it."
"How did this man scold us? , and how to call out the souls of the barbarians.”
Zhu Biao shook his head.
This time my father guessed wrong.
This man is not cheering for the Yuan people, nor is he calling for the soul of Yuan Dynasty who fled north, but is targeting his father and Ming Dynasty.
Zhu Biao said: "This man is not speaking out for the Mongols in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, but he is just against my father and the Ming Dynasty, thinking that the Ming Dynasty will die in a peasant uprising."
"Because my father Don’t love the people.”
Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, his eyes full of contempt and disdain. If it were anything else, he might have thought about how to refute, but to say that he didn't care for the people was simply nonsense.
There is no need for him to refute this.
No one would believe it.
His greatest satisfaction and pride in his life was his love for the people, and he was loved by the people. Every time he was praised by the people in the past, even if it was just a memorial from an official, it would make him happy for a while.
He comes from a lower class background and is well aware of the sufferings of the people.
If you don’t love the people, how can you put them first? How could the land rents levied on the people be set early, and exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes be reduced and exempted again and again?
Zhu Yuanzhang was not angry but smiled and said: "Don't we love the people? Haha, among the emperors of all dynasties, we are the ones who love the people the most. Even Emperor Wen of Han Dynasty is not as good as me."
"If it weren't for us, The people in the world are still living under the iron heel of the Yuan people, and the people are in dire straits. If we hadn't restored China, our great country would have been over long ago."
"Now the people of our Ming Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment. We have also set the ancestral precept that our descendants must not raise taxes. Will the people rebel against us? "
Zhu Yuanzhang sneered at these words.
Zhu Biao also said: "My father's achievements in the world are not known to outsiders at all, and these rumors will never be brought to light."
"It can only make people laugh."
" However, this person does seem to be different from those who opposed the Ming Dynasty in the past. In that article, he made an evaluation of the achievements made by his father. "
"He called his father's governance of the world the rule of Hongwu. , enough to stand shoulder to shoulder with other prosperous times in history."
Hearing this.
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were slightly strange. "Reign of Hongwu?" Zhu Yuanzhang chewed the title in his mouth, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "This is a good title."
"How can we be slandered by these people? , but the achievements we have made are real, even these rebels have to admit it."
Zhu Yuanzhang smiled.
Even if this person was bent on rebelling against the enemy, he still had to admit his contribution to the world. This kind of praise from his enemies made Zhu Yuanzhang even more happy.
Zhu Biao showed a trace of struggle and hesitated for a moment. He did not say the sentence "This is all fake". He skipped this part and jumped directly to treating the people as slaves and officials as long-term workers.
There is also a focus on catching peasant soldiers.
Hearing these words, Zhu Yuanzhang's expression suddenly changed. His originally smiling face was now filled with overwhelming anger and horror, and his eyes widened as if he wanted to eat someone.
He seemed to have been guessed.
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened in anger, like a crazed lion, and he said angrily: "Nonsense, when did we do this?!"
"That's nonsense."
"Mao Xiang!"
"Get out of here."
"I order you now to go and kill this person who wrote the counter-article right away." Find him for us, and I want you to throw him to death in the street!”
“You are seeking death for talking nonsense about us.”
Zhu Yuanzhang was like an enraged lion at this moment, with raging anger and murderous intent in his eyes. Even though Zhu Biao was four or five feet away, he still felt trapped in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, weighing him down so much that he could hardly breathe.
Mao Xiang entered the palace tremblingly.
Zhu Biao on the side winked and signaled Mao Xiang not to act rashly, then suppressed the panic in his heart and said: "Father."
"My son thought it was inappropriate to be so hasty. ”
“My father’s dedication to the world is not something these people know about, and my father’s wisdom and prowess are not something these people can understand.”
"If you kill him like this, I think you are really giving the other party an advantage. If word spreads, it will ruin your father's reputation."
"I thought my father was angry because of shame, so he was so eager to kill and silence him. "
"My son wanted him to enter the palace, and refuted it face to face, so that he would be convinced to death, and also let him know how much his father had done for the world."
"And if only. It makes no difference whether he is killed early or later. If he can know how wrong his idea is before he dies, I think it will be more effective than killing him directly."
" I want to tell the world to rectify my father’s name and rectify the name of the Ming Dynasty. The Ming Dynasty will never allow these shady people to continue to slander and smear me like this.”
"If he has accomplices."
"Even if his mouth is as tough as a rock, I can still think of a way to pry out his accomplices and kill them all to serve as a warning to others."
“The Skynet is vast, sparse and not leaking.”
“As the eldest son of my father, I will never allow my father to suffer such humiliation.”
“Please, father. Your Majesty.”
Zhu Yuanzhang had a gloomy face, staring directly at Zhu Biao, and did not speak for a long time.
Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down, his eyes were uncertain, and he said in a cold voice: "We have been through mountains of corpses and seas of blood all the way. What storms and waves have we not seen? What does this humiliation and insult mean?"< br>
“How can we take these words at heart?”
“But since you are serious, let’s let him live a little longer and submit this test paper. We would like to take a look. Who is so bold?"
Zhu Biao trembled and handed over the test paper in his hand without any hesitation.
hiss!
Only a tearing sound was heard, and the registration area that had been tightly covered was now directly exposed to the field of vision.
Summer White! !
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