bayedsolid First Minister Section 414
First Minister Section 414
Yiyi babbled with his broken gong voice, but it frightened Ye Suu and the others.
They were arrested, that is to say, they were arrested. At worst, they would die. Even if they couldn't die, it would be no big deal... But if even the emperor was arrested, then the Great Yuan Dynasty would be completely over.
Not only is he finished, but even his old face is lost.
The Golden Family fought for more than 100 years, and the glory built up by several generations collapsed in an instant.
And there are so many vassal states to the west, there are descendants of the gold family, and there are other Mongolian noble stomachs.
Nominally, the Great Yuan Emperor is also the suzerain of all the countries and the supreme ruler of the Mongolian Khanate.
But if His Majesty was captured, or even surrendered, and became an ordinary citizen under the Ming Dynasty, it would be terrible, it would be over!
If the Iron Pot Emperor is dead, it's bad, the Yuan Dynasty is over.
If the Iron Pot Emperor was captured, it would be terrible, and the entire Great Mongol Khanate would be finished.
"This gang of red thieves has sinister intentions and despicable means, beyond words!" Ye Sui cursed angrily.
Qingtong, who had been busy for a while and was resting aside, rolled his eyes immediately when he heard this, and sneered, "If he has the face and knows the world of his family and country, he should commit suicide! Die for the country with his life!"
Ye Suu hesitated a little before he realized that what Qing Tong was talking about was His Majesty the Emperor!
"Okay, it's only been a few days, you are so rebellious and despise the emperor, you, have you already taken refuge in the Red Thief?"
Qingtong was so angry that he grabbed the shovel in his hand and yelled, "I surrendered to the Red Thief, but they still have to use me! Have you ever seen someone who surrendered and did heavy work every day?"
Ye Su was very surprised, "No! You are a dignified prime minister, how could they not care?"
At this time Zhang Kangbo drank some water and came over.
"What is the prime minister? I heard that they didn't even kill King Ming and they are still studying in Kaifeng!"
"King Xiaoming?"
Ye Su was stunned for a while, then suddenly jumped up and shouted: "Kill! Kill! Must kill!"
Qingtong didn't understand, and couldn't help cursing: "What are you calling? You don't think it's embarrassing!"
Ye Sui said angrily: "Your Majesty must be killed. If they get together when King Xiao Ming arrives, then our Great Yuan Dynasty will not only lose its face, but will become bandits! Then we will all be finished!"
This guy yelled like crazy, and it took a while for Qingtong and the others to react.
It seems that there is some truth in it. If the Iron Pot Emperor and Xiao Ming Wang stand together and congratulate the Great Emperor, then the sky will really collapse, the mountains will roar and the sea will be tsunami, and the universe will be turned upside down.
We must be prepared to kill the king, as long as the iron pot is delivered, we will attack together, punch to death, push into the well and drown, use a pillow to suffocate to death... Anyway, no matter how you do it, you must kill the iron pot and save it. The last bit of decency in the Yuan Dynasty!
And at this moment, they also understood a little bit, the Ming army does not kill, but it is ten thousand times more powerful than the butcher's knife held high, rolling heads!
The knife kills the heart, it kills not only the hearts of the captives, but also the hearts of the world.
Who came up with this trick?
Absolutely.
They sighed and sighed helplessly.
But outside the merit camp, Zhu Yuanzhang's imperial tent was full of joy, and he was entertaining distinguished guests.
"Li Pingzhang, this is carp baked noodles, the recipe of your hometown...try it!"
As Zhu Yuanzhang said, he quickly gouged out the fish's eyes and sent them to Li Siqi's bowl.
It turned out that after Li Siqi decided to surrender, he had been dragging around Fengxiang and other places, unwilling to come to face the saint.He even wanted to continue to lead the army and go north to attack Wang Baobao.
The matter was delayed until Dadu changed hands, and he couldn't delay any longer, so he had to leave.
But he wanted to see Lao Zhu, how could it be so easy to see him.
With a swipe of Zhang Ximeng's pen, he asked Li Siqi to visit various places... Then Li Siqi went to Nanyang, then to Chenzhou, then to Xiangyang, Wuchang, and down the river, passing through Jiangzhou, to Tongling, and then to Yingtian, After making a big circle, let him come to Dadu again!
After this lap, it works better than anything else.
Chenzhou and other places are still in the stage of collective farming by the village community, but the people are very motivated and can basically eat enough.Some immigrants from the south even came here and settled down, just to get more land.
Those veterans managed the villages one by one, so that they did not pick up the leftovers on the road, and did not close their doors at night.
When you get to the Huguang area, you can see patches of immigrant villages, neat and orderly, that can't be seen at a glance, and there are already some signs of prosperity.
But in Yingtian and other places, merchants gathered, shoulder to shoulder, bustling.
Li Siqi is not a fool either. Daming's governance has reached this level, and the power it contains is unparalleled.
There is no other way but to surrender obediently.
Therefore, when Li Siqi saw Zhu Yuanzhang, he was very humble, kneeling and kowtowing, honestly.
Zhu Yuanzhang did not make things difficult for him, but set up a royal banquet, caught a large carp weighing more than ten catties in Qinghe, and asked Zhang Ximeng to accompany him, which was enough to give Li Siqi face.
"Your Majesty is holy and benevolent, the guilty minister is so grateful that he wishes he could repay it with death!" Li Siqi said with emotion: "I think the guilty minister does not know the number of days and is ignorant of the reason. To actually join the Yuan court and act as a thug is simply a heinous crime. Killing the guilty minister, It's more than enough!"
Old Zhu didn't speak, but Zhang Ximeng smiled and said, "We won't forget the past...but we won't be bound by the past either. You and Chahan Timur joined forces, and now many of Chahan's old troops belong to Wang Baobao , there should be a lot of them that can be won over here, right?"
Without hesitation, Li Siqi hurriedly said: "Indeed, there are many such people. I, I am willing to find a way to persuade them not to follow Wang Baobao, but to abandon the dark side and join the Ming Dynasty."
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "At present, the North is dying and lacks labor. You can find a way to win the hearts of the people. This is a great achievement. Your Majesty will remember you, and the people of the world will remember you."
Li Siqi nodded quickly, and Zhang Ximeng also chose the fattest fish belly and gave it to Li Siqi.
Li Siqi thanked Zhang Ximeng with sincerity and fear.
Just when this person arrived in Dadu, two more people came.
These two people are Zhang Shicheng and Chen Youding!
Zhang Shicheng didn't say much, he couldn't bear the pressure and chose to surrender.
What's more, Chen Youding's place was also in chaos. Pu's family was besieged by people from all walks of life, and died a miserable death... Then the rest of the Semu people were affected. They killed each other, committed suicide, and fought until the sky was dark.
Fortunately, the Ming army entered, and the chaos was finally settled.
Chen Youding had no choice but to choose to surrender.
In fact, there is another episode, isn't Chen Youding always wearing a red crest, ready to be a loyal minister of the Great Yuan?
As a result, when things came to an end, he was reluctant to drink more, and the dose of medicine was not enough, so he did not die immediately.
After Zhang Shicheng saw it, he even asked the people below to prepare a basin of excrement and water, and poured it down for him.Chen Youding vomited profusely, wishing to vomit all the gall.
At any rate, he saved his life.
After a period of recuperation, he went north with Zhang Shicheng to meet Zhu Yuanzhang.
I have to say that Dadu is really lively right now.
Li Siqi, Zhang Shicheng, Chen Youding, these are all people who threatened to be loyal ministers of the Yuan Dynasty.And just as they were looking forward to it, Zhu Wenzheng sent someone to send the crown prince, Aiyou Shili Dala!
The crown prince was quite experienced. He ran for three full days and fell asleep on the way, hungry and thirsty.
When he woke up, he was surrounded by Daming's cavalry.
Just like that, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, who was tossing around the Great Yuan, also came to gather with his courtiers.
"Forgive me, spare me! Don't kill me!"
This one was crying so hard that the Ming army didn't bother to talk to him, so he handed him over to Yexian Timur.
As a result, after the two sides met, the crown prince directly gave Yexian Timur a slippery knee!
"Uncle, uncle help!"
I have to calm down first, think about where this uncle came from?
First of all, at the beginning, he took off the auxiliary left iron pot, killed his uncle, and sat firmly on the dragon chair.The two families spent a period of honeymoon period, when Tuotuo's son entered the palace and followed him to his home.
The juniors are playing together, speaking of it, the crown prince can indeed regard himself as an uncle!
"Okay, okay! You call me uncle! Then, as an uncle, I have to give you some greetings."
Aiyou Shili Dala raised his head happily, and what greeted him was a solid big bidou!
"You son of a bitch, you toss around! Hit this, fight that, how many killings were caused, how many people died? Don't you know how to be ashamed? How do you still have the face to live in this world?"
He also opened his bow left and right first, and beat the boy so that the corners of his mouth were bleeding and his teeth were moving.
What can Aiyushili Dala say!
"I, I am also a pioneer for the king, I have to do it!"
"Pooh!"
Timur also spat at him first, "Sure enough, all fate is an excuse! If you become an uncle later, you must teach you Zhang Xiang's articles, so that you understand what is the people's foundation!"
Almost at the same time, Lan Yu was escorting a donkey cart, rushing over from north to south, and in it was the emperor of the Yuan Dynasty, Bo'er Jijin, Tuo Huan Timuer!
So it is more convenient to call it an iron pot.
In order to catch him smoothly, Lan Yu even pretended to be a loyal minister who escaped with the emperor, protecting the iron pot, and ran away for three or four days.
Taking advantage of other people's inattention, Lan Yu tied up the iron pot and carried it out in the middle of the night, then got on the horse and galloped, found a donkey cart on the road, and brought him to Dadu.
Not much to say, the iron pot has arrived in Dadu, the dragon and the tiger will meet the situation, the crouching dragon and the phoenix will be young, and the great Yuan and the sages will be all together.
Chapter 578 Chuan Guo Yuxi
With the capture of the Iron Pot Emperor, apart from a few fish that slipped through the net, and some unlucky ones who were beheaded, Yuan Ting's heart has been swept away.
This feeling is a bit like Zhao Jiumei was captured by searching mountains and seas. Although there are still some military leaders, such as Wang Baobao... But the framework of the Yuan Dynasty has been disintegrated, and it is hopeless.
To put it more bluntly, the Great Yuan Dynasty is dead!
The country is indeed extinct.
Although Dadu was recovered last time, the whole Ming Dynasty just celebrated the recovery of Yanyun's hometown.
The reason is also very simple, although the moment they invaded Dadu, it meant that the Great Yuan Dynasty was already a dead man.It's just that when a person dies, he still needs to have a grand funeral, let alone a country?
It's not going to work without a decent funeral.
And with the arrest of the Yuan court emperor, empress, and prince, they finally had the prerequisites for holding a funeral for the Yuan Dynasty.
Zhu Wenzheng sent a full [-] cartloads of materials from Kaiping City, Shangdu.
All were handed over to Zhang Ximeng.
After getting these materials, Zhang Ximeng was helpless.
Although Zhang Ximeng has read a lot of books by relying on bad supplements, and has some knowledge foundation, but these Mongolian documents are mainly in Basiba, and Zhang Ximeng can't understand them at all.He could only order the Imperial Academy headed by Song Lian to organize and translate.
"I have asked my lord to formally establish the National History Museum. I will be responsible for not only compiling the history of the Yuan Dynasty, but also compiling a general history from Qin and Han Dynasties to Song and Yuan Dynasties."
"General History? Similar to Shiji!" Song Lian turned pale with shock, "Zhang Xiang, this is a huge work! How to fix it, do you have an idea?"
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "It's about adhering to my previous views. Start with the rise and fall of China, summarize the laws of history, and carry on the past and open up the future."
Song Lian thought for a while, then asked: "Mr. Zhang, then, how are you going to write about the Qin Dynasty?"
Zhang Ximeng said with a smile: "The Qin Dynasty can be regarded as the beginning of this period, so it is naturally not easy to write about it. In addition, in the past many years, it has been called a violent Qin Dynasty. I think it is very unfair to look at Qin Dynasty in this way."
Song Lian thought for a moment, then leaned forward and asked, "Master Zhang. Can you tell me more about how you plan to summarize the Qin Dynasty?"
"Naturally, it is an innovation in the way of governance, abolishing the enfeoffment, and governing the country with counties and counties. Ending the aristocracy's governance of the local area, and instead using officials to govern the country... Treating the world as one, the emperor directly controls every common people through hundreds of officials... Especially laying the foundation for the future The pattern of thousands of years. Judging from this point alone, the Qin Dynasty pioneered the world and had the credit for initiating it. The Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system, not only caught it, but also carried it forward, and made greater contributions. It represents a peak, and since the Anshi Rebellion, it has been the decline of China. Step by step, we have reached the cliff mountain."
Song Lian listened patiently and kept thinking,
Zhang Ximeng has said many points long ago, but saying it doesn't mean it will work.
There is nothing that cannot be overthrown.
But once it becomes an annals of history and written as a general history, it will be enough to influence future generations for thousands of years.
It has been so long since Shiji has passed, and many people still study it and regard it as a standard, which is the best proof.
And Zhang Ximeng is in charge of compiling history this time, and it is very likely that he will compose a masterpiece that is bigger and more profound than Shiji!
Once this history book is completed, it will definitely become a must-read for scholars all over the world.
Over time, the views of the history books will become the common consciousness of the Chinese people, which will affect thousands of years, or even longer.
Song Lian thought about it for a while, and felt his blood boil, "Zhang Xiang, I, I dare to beg, let me follow Zhang Xiang to study history!" Song Lian said with emotion: "Over the years, I have been a literati, and I am not very good at it. Be an official. Now that I am old, I think I still can't accomplish anything, if I can do my best for this history book, even if I die, I can rest in peace."
Zhang Ximeng smiled, "Scholar Song, there is indeed a shortage of history writers around me. We have cooperated for so many years and it is a perfect match. Naturally, there is nothing to say. But about the history of Yuan Dynasty and Mongolian history, I mean can we Find a few parties and ask them to assist in compiling the history!"
Song Lian laughed and said, "Master Zhang asked these people to write their memoirs long ago. Let's refer to some of their things and use them."
Zhang Ximeng smiled. He had already guessed what Song Lian meant, and couldn't help laughing: "I want to call a group of people in the National History Museum and let them be in charge of the Yuan history."