Shortly after.
Gao Bin of Huangjue Temple presided over the ceremony and summoned all the monks.
Host Gao Bin has wrinkles all over his face and is old.
At this moment, he was sitting on a futon with a look of helplessness on his face.
The monks all showed respect.
They didn't dare to be disrespectful to the host, but they also had some doubts in their hearts.
Why did Gao Bin, the presiding officer, summon all the monks?
"Now, our Huangjue Temple has encountered an unprecedented crisis. Huangjue Temple has run out of food."
Host Gao Bin said with a complicated expression.
As soon as this statement came out.
"Swish!"
The monks present all had ugly expressions.
The reason why they became the monks of Huangjue Temple was not because they yearned for Buddhism but because they wanted to fill their stomachs and have a hot meal.
But now Huangjue Temple has no food.
This was difficult for the monks to accept.
"Host, are you kidding us?"
"President, why are you running out of food?"
"If there is no food, what should I do in the future?"
“It’s so difficult for me to live in this chaotic world!”
…
The monks talked to each other with sad expressions.
"The food and drink expenses of our Huangjue Temple come from land rent and donations from pilgrims. But now, droughts and locust plagues continue one after another, and even the plague is raging in the surrounding towns and villages of Huangjue Temple."
“So, if farmers who rent their fields don’t even have food to survive, how can they afford to pay the rent?”
"Pilgrims are also living very hard lives, so how can they come to the temple to donate money again?"
Host Gao Bin looked dimly.
Hearing this, the monks present also realized that Huangjue Temple was about to end.
This world is too difficult.
finally.
Gao Bin presided over and asked the monks to find their own way out.
If you have a home, you can return home; if you are homeless, you can travel around the world.
Shortly after.
The monks left one after another.
The young Zhu Yuanzhang was also in a bad mood. He did not expect that such a crisis would arise in Huangjue Temple after he had only entered the Huangjue Temple for about fifty days. He had not read a single volume of scriptures.
"Why!"
This made him sigh.
After that, he left Huangjue Temple.
Wearing a broken hat on his head, holding a wooden fish and an earthenware bowl, he started to become a wandering monk with a bag on his back.
period.
He goes to alms.
As a result, sometimes the alms went smoothly, but sometimes, even if he didn't even get a grain of rice, he was kicked out and scolded for being a stinky beggar, and some even insulted him.
To this.
Even though he was filled with anger, he did not break out.
Because anger cannot solve the problem.
He needs to adapt to this world in order to survive.
Seeing the skinny young Zhu Yuanzhang in the video, every student was dumbfounded. They really didn't expect that the future Emperor of Ming Dynasty would have such a miserable life when he was young.
"It sounds good to me that it's alms, but it sounds bad to me. It's obviously just begging!"
"Zhu Yuanzhang is definitely the son of destiny, otherwise how could he become the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty!"
"It's too difficult and too painful for him!"
"Look, Zhu Yuanzhang was beaten violently again!"
…
The students sighed and sighed.
But you can see it in the video screen.
A fierce middle-aged man stared at the young Zhu Yuanzhang with his cold eyes and cursed angrily, "Get out! Don't come to my house to beg for food! Are you also a monk? Can you chant sutras?"
Say it.
The middle-aged man also spat on Zhu Yuanzhang's tattered monk's clothes.
"I bother!"
Being so insulted and slighted, the young Zhu Yuanzhang gritted his teeth, but finally left silently.
Him today.
Luck seems bad.
In this small village, he asked for help many times, but was ruthlessly rejected.
"Stop knocking!"
"Get out of our Huangjia Village!"
"You stinky monk, I'm knocking on the door and breaking your dog's legs!"
"Hahaha! You beggar!"
"You bitch, stay away from my house!"
"It's really unlucky to meet you, you bitch!"
…
All kinds of abuses were heard.
Young Zhu Yuanzhang clenched his fists, feeling how unfair fate was to him.
His family was poor since he was a child, and both his parents died. He thought he would be able to earn a warm meal by becoming a monk.
But in the end, in Huangjue Temple, he was doing all the dirty work.
Now.
When I came out to beg for alms, I was ridiculed by others.
It had been a whole day, and he hadn't even had a sip of water, let alone eating.
This made young Zhu Yuanzhang's face gradually turn pale.
Unwilling to give up, he knocked on the door of another house.
"Squeak!"
The door opened quickly.
Once opened.
He saw an ordinary-looking woman.
Behind the woman was a little boy who was jumping up and down and looking very lively.
"Little monk, what's wrong with you?"
The woman asked.
"Amitabha, I am compassionate. Can the donor give some food to the poor monk?"
The young Zhu Yuanzhang, with a smile on his face, imitated the monks in Huangjue Temple and chanted Amitabha Buddha in each mouthful.
Say it.
He also took out his old-looking clay bowl from his arms.
The woman was unmoved.
"Donor, just some leftovers will do."
Young Zhu Yuanzhang gritted his teeth and continued.
"Little monk, the world is so difficult now, and there are no leftovers at home."
The woman shook her head and refused.
But young Zhu Yuanzhang could clearly smell the aroma of food emanating from this ordinary house.
"Donor, just give this poor monk some hot water."
Young Zhu Yuanzhang could only ask for some hot water to drink.
The woman still shook her head, saying no.
This made young Zhu Yuanzhang look particularly ugly.
Afterwards, the woman left.
However, the little boy beside the woman did not leave.
"Monk, do you want to drink water?"
The little boy blinked his eyes.
Looking at this quirky little boy, young Zhu Yuanzhang nodded.
"I have it. I'll get it for you."
The little boy replied cheerfully.
"Thank you, thank you so much to the donor. God is good at life and will definitely bless the donor to live a safe life."
Young Zhu Yuanzhang was very happy.
after.
The little boy took the clay bowl and filled it with some hot water.
Just seeing the yellow water, young Zhu Yuanzhang's face turned particularly ugly.
This is not water, this is clearly some urine.
"you!"
Smelling the pungent smell of urine in the air, young Zhu Yuanzhang had a fierce look in his eyes and clenched his fists. He really wanted to hit someone.
"Monk, are you still not happy to give you some hot water?"
"Hmph! Good people don't get rewarded!"
The little boy looked dissatisfied.
Say it.
"Boom!"
He closed the door of the house heavily.
Young Zhu Yuanzhang was in a very bad mood.
finally.
He did not have the same experience as the little boy.
Because he was alone and could never take advantage.
In this way, young Zhu Yuanzhang left this small village and continued to beg for alms.
en route.
He didn't meet anyone.
"Hoo ho!"
His breathing gradually weakened, and his steps felt as heavy as lead.
Gradually his face became a little pale.
Saw such a scene.
The students were really sympathetic.
"That little boy is so naughty!"
"If it were me, I would beat the little boy hard!"
"Zhu Yuanzhang is so cowardly!"
"Do you think that if Zhu Yuanzhang really beat the little boy, would he be able to leave that small village alive?"
"This world is a society where people cannibalize people. In that small village, no one extended a helping hand to Zhu Yuanzhang."
…
The students whispered to each other and felt more and more that it was too difficult for young Zhu Yuanzhang.
even.
They all wondered if things could turn around.
Otherwise if this continues.
The young Zhu Yuanzhang was about to die.
Just as everyone expected.
Young Zhu Yuanzhang was already hungry and thirsty.
He staggers when he walks.
It seemed like he could fall down at any time.
However, there is no sure path.
Hope came unexpectedly.
However, Zhu Yuanzhang could see a tall and burly persimmon tree full of fruits appearing in Zhu Yuanzhang's field of vision.
"Eat! Eat! Eat!"
Zhu Yuanzhang's face was full of joy and his whole body was trembling.
after.
The young Zhu Yuanzhang devoured the fruits from the persimmon tree.
He was so grateful for this persimmon tree.
If it weren't for the persimmon tree, he would have died of hunger and thirst.
Time shuttle.
Many, many years passed in the blink of an eye.
Zhu Yuanzhang has become a powerful hero and is competing with Chen Youliang and Zhang Shicheng for the world.
Once again in the process of marching and fighting.
Zhu Yuanzhang, with his extraordinary momentum and majestic appearance, passed by this persimmon tree.
This surprised Zhu Yuanzhang, who never expected that so many years had passed.
This persimmon tree actually still exists.
Immediately, he issued a military order to let the soldiers rest where they were and standby.
Then.
He came to the persimmon tree alone.
"It's great that you're still here, great."
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were red and he was extremely grateful. Without this persimmon tree, he would not be where he is today.
I'm afraid they are already on the way to death from starvation.
He even said many amazing things about the persimmon tree.
"We want to compete with those guys."
"We want to be emperor."
"If we become the emperor in the future, we will make you the Marquis of Lingshuang!"
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes flashed with ambition.
after.
Zhu Yuanzhang also summoned a confidant.
This confidant, with a majestic appearance and a tall figure, is Guo Ying.
Guo Ying looked solemn and asked, "Sir, what are your orders?"
Say it.
He was very suspicious in his heart, why did the superior's eyes suddenly turn red, as if he had cried.
But he didn't think too much. The thoughts of the superior were beyond his ability as a subordinate to guess.
"There should be a small village near here. The name of that small village seems to be..."
Zhu Yuanzhang squinted his eyes and fell into thinking. After a long time, he recalled the humiliating past, "Huangjiacun! That's right, it's called Huangjiacun!"
Guo Ying was confused. Is there anything strange about Huangjia Village?
Who knows.
Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly approached Guo Ying, then leaned into Guo Ying's ear, and whispered, "Kill everyone in Huangjia Village, even the women, children, old and young!"
"Hiss!"
In an instant, Guo Ying took in a few breaths of cold air, his eyes wide and round.
"Come on, this..."
He couldn't understand.
How could the superiors do such cruel things to the common people?
Actually want to destroy the village!
This troubled him.
If he were to fight against those Yuan soldiers or the forces of Zhang Shicheng and Chen Youliang, he would not even frown.
But he has to deal with the helpless people, and he can't do it!
"What, you don't want to follow our advice?"
Zhu Yuanzhang showed no hesitation.
"Your Majesty, there is something wrong with this move."
Guo Ying said bravely.
"Do you think we will kill innocent people indiscriminately? They deserve to be killed, they deserve to be killed! According to the intelligence we received, they seem to be ordinary people, but in fact they are working for the Yuan people. Maybe our whereabouts have been revealed to them Revealed to Yuan Ren.”
Zhu Yuanzhang said in a deep voice.
"Your Majesty, my subordinates misunderstood you. This subordinate deserves to die."
Guo Ying looked ashamed.
That night.
The horrific killings in Huangjiacun began!
One by one, the villagers of Huangjia Village were easily killed by the men led by Guo Ying.
In a room.
Guo Yingzheng was holding a long blood-stained knife and was about to attack a woman.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The woman knelt down in pain and begged for mercy.
There was also a newborn baby in her arms.
"Please let my child go. He is too young. He is innocent."
The woman kept begging and kowtowing.
Guo Ying was a little shaken, whether he should let the child go.
But when I think of Zhu Yuanzhang's order.
He was cruel and waved the long knife directly.
One knife down!
Women and babies died instantly.
Guo Ying had no regrets about this, and was doing everything for his superiors.
Moreover, the people of Huangjiacun should also die.
He actually colluded with the Yuan people.
How can you let it go?
Less than two hours.
Huangjiacun was filled with blood.
There were a total of 481 people in the whole village. No one survived and all died violently.
The villagers of Huangjia Village wanted to escape.
But how can one escape in the face of the dragnet set by Guo Ying?
After cleaning up the scene.
Guo Ying quickly went to report to Zhu Yuanzhang.
Zhu Yuanzhang was leaning under the persimmon tree, closing his eyes to rest.
Hearing the sound of footsteps, Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly opened his eyes.
"Have you ever let anyone go?"
Zhu Yuanzhang asked.
"No one from the top will survive."
Guo Ying answered quickly.
Zhu Yuanzhang nodded with satisfaction, and the hatred in his eyes gradually dissipated.
Those damned people were already dead, and it was time for him to let go of the hatred in his heart.
[End of video playback]
Until the moment the video ends.
The students couldn't get back to their senses for a long time.
"Hiss!"
What's more, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, his hands and feet felt cold, and his spine was constantly sweating.
They thought about how Zhu Yuanzhang, who was definitely a ruthless man and the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, could be a kind and soft-hearted person.
But they never expected that Zhu Yuanzhang would be so cruel and petty.
"Many years have passed since the incident, but Zhu Yuanzhang still holds a grudge against what happened in the past."
"Those Huangjiacun villagers will never die in peace."
"The causes of the past formed the effects of today."
"Narrow-minded Zhu Yuanzhang!"
"The villagers of Huangjia Village are so miserable! Moreover, how could those villagers have anything to do with the Yuan people?"
…
As the students talked, they realized another side of Zhu Yuanzhang.
That means being ruthless and decisive!
"Do you think Zhu Yuanzhang is ruthless? Small-minded? But have you ever thought about it, Zhu Yuanzhang's experience in Huangjia Village was also very bad."
“Therefore, do not persuade others to do good without suffering others’ suffering.”
Zhang Guofei, the head teacher, said with a serious expression.
He said this.
All the students nodded silently.
The villagers in Huangjia Village were really too sharp-tongued, especially the little kid who was so annoying that he didn't even want to give alms. He even filled Zhu Yuanzhang's tile bowl with a lot of urine.
Moreover, the urine was still warm, so it was obviously just released! ! ! (End of chapter)
