Chapter 4 Zhu Yunwen is a waste! Ling Han listened and felt angry in his heart.
As the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, he was proficient in etiquette, and the people observed mourning for three years. The emperor could not observe mourning for as long as the common people, but if one month was used instead of one year, he still had to observe mourning for three months.
But Zhu Yunwen attacked his uncles less than two months apart, so you are not afraid of chilling the hearts of the civil and military officials in the court.
Everyone does things out of filial piety, but you are going a little too far.
No wonder His Majesty is so angry, everyone is like this.
Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly thought of the three people Chen Han mentioned.
Qitai, Huang Zicheng and Fang Xiaoru.
Qi Tai and Huang Zicheng are by his side now.
Qitai's name was given by him.
In the 18th year of Hongwu's reign, the Jinshen Hall of the three main halls of the imperial palace was unfortunately struck by lightning. Taizu of the Ming Dynasty went to the ancestral temple in the suburbs to worship. He chose officials who had been officials in the court for nine years and had no fault to accompany him to worship.
Qitai met these conditions, so he accompanied Ming Taizu to offer sacrifices, and Ming Taizu named him Tai.
Zhu Yuanzhang remembered that the young man was good, but now he was just the head of the Ministry of Etiquette, a pure civil servant.
How did he suddenly change his identity and become the Minister of War eight years later? Zhu Yuanzhang probably didn't expect that it would be him who would be promoted to the rank of Left Minister of the Ministry of War.
Of course, Qi Tai is also capable. When Zhu Yuanzhang asked Qi Tai about border defense, Qi Tai was able to memorize all the key passes and border defense generals. Zhu Yuanzhang praised him for his talents, so he promoted him to the rank of Zuo Shilang of the Ministry of War.
But Zhu Yuanzhang probably would not have thought that Qitai was just a showman, a person who talks on paper.
Huang Zicheng, on the other hand, got the first place in the examination in the 18th year of Hongwu's reign, and served successively as editor, compiler, minister of Taichang Temple, etc., and accompanied him as a student in the East Palace.
What ability do these two people have to become Zhu Yunwen's right-hand man?
Are you planning to cut down the feudal clan?
Damn these two!
Chen Han obviously had no intention of stopping. As soon as he heard about these major events and these people in the early Ming Dynasty, he became very angry.
Mainly because of the untimely death of the prince Zhu Biao.
"Village Chief, you also know the history of the Ming Dynasty. You said that Zhu Yunwen had all the military strength in the world at that time, but he could not defeat Zhu Di, the king of Yan in a mere state.
In the end, he was even thrown off the table. Zhu Yunwen was the emperor for four years, but in the end he burned himself in the palace and his whereabouts are unknown. What a waste. "
Ling Han, the right minister of the Ministry of Rites, felt his head buzzing after hearing these historical trends.
There is a sentence that keeps lingering in my mind, what do I know?
Your Majesty, Your Highness, you are harming me.
The old minister knows so many secrets, why should he be hacked to death?
Although Zhu Yuanzhang knew that what Chen Han said was not confirmed, he felt like his brain was boiling when he heard it.
Chen Han doesn't say much now, but each one is enough to set off huge waves among the monarchs and ministers, because each one is enough to change the historical direction of the Ming Dynasty.
No matter how calm Zhu Biao is, after hearing so many events that are so explosive that they can subvert his outlook on life, he still feels that his brain is running out of power.
His face was pale and he couldn't get over Chen Han's words for a long time.
As expected, this man from the future who spoke freely spoke every word carefully, and every word he said was heart-wrenching.
Zhu Biao made a gesture to Ling Han, indicating that he wanted to go outside to get some fresh air.
Ling Han hurriedly said to Chen Han: "Sir, I have something else to do, so I need to go out first."
Chen Han felt a little thirsty after talking so much, and said happily: "Well, you can deal with it. By the way, village chief, you can call me Xiao Chen or Teacher Xiao Chen next time, Mr. It sounds like a fortune teller.”
Ling Han was anxious to go out and nodded, "Zhong! I will call you Teacher Xiao Chen from now on. Then Teacher Xiao Chen, I will go out first, and you can rest well."
Chen Han added: "Village Chief, do you still have the things I brought with you? There is not much money in it, but there are a lot of documents. It will be troublesome to replace it if I lose it."
Ling Han said, "Don't worry, everything will be fine."
"That's good!" Ling Han turned to leave, and Chen Han said again: "By the way, village chief, I might have to trouble you to make a phone call for me to report to the organization that I'm safe, and to report to my parents that I'm safe.
My eyes are broken now. Why don't you write down my dad's phone number? You can call them for me and let them know. Do you like it? "
Ling Han was sweating profusely after hearing this. He didn't understand what a phone call was, so he could only nod his head: "Zhongzhongzhong, whatever you say is what it is."
"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble you." Chen Han said and made a series of phone calls.
Fortunately, the old man was smart. He didn't understand but roughly guessed that it might be something for communication. He pretended to write it down and hurriedly closed the door and went out.
Chen Han lay back on the bed. After sitting up for a while, he felt a little pain where the bones were dislocated. It would be more comfortable to lie down.
It was this eye. Even if he opened his eyes now, it was still dark, which made him feel scared.
We can only hope that the mute Chinese medicine doctor in Yashan Village will be a master of rejuvenation.
Otherwise, we have to go down the mountain quickly, and we can't delay this.
Hey, I just asked when it would be open to traffic.
Judging from the amount of rain and mudslides yesterday, it may take a while.
After all, the road is small and slanted, making it difficult for large vehicles to get in and out.
"I don't want to think about it anymore, go to sleep!"
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outside the house.
Zhu Yuanzhang and the others walked to the rockery and then stopped.
Lao Zhu was breathing heavily, his face was pale, and he was gnashing his teeth in anger.
"Naughty grandson, sycophantic minister!!"
Nisun is talking about Zhu Yunzhen.
Ning Chen is talking about Huang Zicheng and others.
He actually instigated the Tian family to fight against each other.
Zhu Biao came up.
Zhu Yuanzhang said to Zhu Biao: "Boss, should we put Qi Tai, Huang Zicheng, and Fang Xiaoru in prison first?"
Zhu Yuanzhang became angry when he thought that these three people encouraged Zhu Yunwen to cut down the feudal vassal, causing fratricide within the old Zhu family, and he wanted to prevent such a thing from happening.
Zhu Biao shook his head: "Father, this has not happened yet. What crime do you want to accuse them of? It's unreasonable?" If the three people are imprisoned in this way, not only will the three of them be dissatisfied, but the civil and military officials of the entire court will also be dissatisfied. "
Zhu Yuanzhang looked at Zhu Biao: "Boss! We are here to eradicate trouble for your son. How can you be so calm?"
When Zhu Biao saw his father acting like this, he knew in his heart that his father could not accept the fact.
I can't bear the pain of a white-haired person giving away a black-haired person. I can't bear the pain of having my grandson's kingdom taken away by his uncle.
But Zhu Biao was extremely calm at this time. He looked at his father Zhu Yuanzhang and said loudly: "Dad! If your son unfortunately dies early, it means that what this person said is true. You must keep him for a good life. He may be able to survive." The Ming Dynasty will be more stable."
Zhu Yuanzhang turned around, his eyes red.
At this moment, he didn't need any lasting peace, he only needed that a hundred years later, the person who would fill his tomb with new soil would be his most beloved eldest son.
"He's cursing you to death! He's cursing you to death, boss, you...you..."
Zhu Biao's face was calm: "Life and death are determined by destiny! The Ming Dynasty will last forever, and the people will be healthy. My son will turn into stars and watch in the sky!!"
Ling Han was listening on the side. When he heard Zhu Biao's words, he immediately stepped forward and saluted!
This is the wise king of the country, and his plan is for the world, not for his personal plan...
(End of this chapter)