Xiao Letian looked at the old commander's slightly red face, and sighed in his heart that it was still a common problem among ancient literati, that they cared about history books and public reputation until their death!
Rather than being afraid of being dug up, what they are actually more afraid of is the good or bad reputation behind them! Perhaps in Marshal Zeng's mind, if he had to choose between tomb and reputation, if he could only choose one thing.
Then he must have sacrificed his tomb for his posthumous reputation. This is a spiritual belief among literati, so powerful that it can make them forget the fear of death!
"Hey...hehe..." Xiao Letian smiled helplessly, "Commander...history books are easy to handle. They are all written by future generations. As long as you keep a close eye on them, there shouldn't be any serious problems!"
"Besides, the commander-in-chief still has to score 70 or 30 points for his merits. It's already pretty good. What else is there to worry about?"
"As for the reputation of this unofficial historian... Hey... What can't the commander-in-chief learn from the past and comment on the present? It has always been difficult to deal with the opinions of the people. It is difficult to reconcile the opinions of thousands of people. Many people's thoughts are not based on reason. Come here, you all follow your emotions and hatred!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the color on Zeng Guofan's face gradually faded away. The joy he felt just now was completely gone. What was left was just the layers of twilight of a dying old man!
"Hey...it's hard to reconcile everyone's opinions...youyou's opinions...I know...I know...I killed too many people...This battle was too miserable..."
The Marshal is old. He has lost the ability to be independent in the past, and his ability to control his emotions has become weaker and weaker. When he heard Xiao Letian's regretful answer, his eyes were full of tears like a child!
Xiao Letian felt sour in his heart. Looking at the scene of such a hero dying, he couldn't help it. "Commander! You have been studying and sensible all your life. You can understand this!"
"From the beginning of the Three Sovereigns and Five Emperors to the present day, how can there be any perfect people in the world? Emperors Qin, Han, Wu, Tang, Song, and even saints and masters have been criticized and even insulted by future generations, not to mention us?"
"You want to know the reputation of unofficial historians among the people? Do you want to know how the common people scold you? Okay, I, Xiao Letian, will be the villain today. I will scold you for the common people, and then I will let you, the commander-in-chief, break it!"
"The people in the world are the first to scold you. Then I will scold you, Zeng Guofan, for being cruel and easy to kill. For massacring the soldiers and civilians of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, you are also massacring the Han people!"
"The second most scolded people in the world, then I'll scold you, Zeng Guofan, who is obviously a Han, but yet he knelt down to lick the Qing Tatars and became a slave to the Eight Banners!"
"The people of the world still have a third curse. Let's scold you for being a ghoul of the feudal dynasty. You are holding on to an outdated routine and are unwilling to change. You have blocked China's door to modernization and delayed China's great historical opportunity!"
"Are these three scoldings enough? Are you satisfied with hearing this, Commander?"
Good guy, these three curses are like three silver needles stuck in the heart, stimulating and penetrating! Marshal Zeng, whose pale face turned red from suppressing the pain, suddenly covered his mouth and started coughing.
These three curses also irritated the old farmer at the door. Only the old farmer could hear the secret conversation tonight, and no one else knew what was said inside.
The soldiers and servants waiting in the yard looked at the guard, who was usually as cheerful as a farmer. Suddenly his face became furious. Veins popped up in the hand holding the door frame, and then he clicked like kneading dough. A piece of hardwood was pinched off the door frame.
The crumbs fell to the ground from his palm, and the old farmer trembled with anger!
"Okay...okay...hahaha..." Zeng Guofan, who had been coughing for a long time, suddenly laughed, so much that tears flowed out of his eyes. "It's so happy! It's so happy... What you said is right, what I'm afraid of is this……"
"I woke up from countless nightmares, in which countless descendants of soldiers and civilians scolded me like this! They scolded me as a butcher, scolded me as a scum of the Han people, scolded me for not eradicating the long hair, even the Qing Dynasty could not industrialize I have to take the blame!"
"Hahaha... What's wrong with me! Rather than being caused by exhaustion or old age, it's more like being scolded to death by the dark ghost in my heart!"
"Old man, I have been tortured by these scoldings until today! Hahaha... I didn't expect you to point it out directly and say it directly in front of me!"
"Hey...cough cough...it's really weird. You scolded me in front of me, and my mood suddenly brightened up! Hahaha...it's really weird!"
Xiao Letian knew that he had touched the deepest heart of the commander's soul and had touched the high wall that closed him off. At this time, he had to take advantage of the victory and pursue it!
Breaking this nightmare illusion in the Marshal's heart, breaking these illusions, the Marshal's heartache will naturally be gone!
"Haha... Is that a good scolding? Is it pleasant or not? In fact, when I, Xiao Letian, die, countless people will also scold me!"
"What's there to worry about? Who doesn't say anything behind their backs, and who doesn't talk about others behind their backs? One finger points out to point at others, but don't forget that there are four pointing at yourself!"
"The ignorant people accuse the commander of being good at killing. He once shaved his head and slaughtered the soldiers and civilians of the Kingdom of Heaven. But that was war! How can there be no death in war?"
"As for why you don't support the uprising with the Kingdom of Heaven and why you want to work with the Manchus, this kind of questioning is one-sided and extreme by people who don't know the details!"
"History will be fair to everyone! Regarding everything Hong Xiuquan and others did, I can only say that their goals were just, but their actions were evil!"
"I am oppressed by the Manchu and Qing Tatars, and I have to resist if I can no longer survive! I absolutely support this! Isn't the cause I am doing now also a rebellion against the Manchu and Qing Dynasty? There is no difference between different paths and the same destination!"
"The goal is right, and they should be given a fair historical characterization! From the Qing Dynasty to the Daoguang period, social conflicts had indeed intensified to the point of irresponsibility. They can no longer lead the country to advance. They are dragging down the nation. Hind legs!”
"So if you want to revolt, you must resist! This goal is just and understandable!"
"But is it enough for a great cause to have a just goal? What about your actions? Do you have a program? Do you have the right organization?"
"As long as any revolution breaks out, it will be accompanied by bloodshed, not only in China but also in France!"
"The destructiveness of war will of course lead to many crimes against humanity, injustice, and the participation of some of the lowest dregs of society, making the entire cause of resistance even muddied!"
"There is no way, this is inevitable, we can only endure! But patience has its limits. Violent destruction can occur, but it cannot end up taking down your entire regime!"
"You only know how to destroy and kill, but don't know how to build. Are all those who are unwilling to follow them slaughtered? When you use the banner of justice, but your actions are more cruel, who will follow you? What about the just cause?”
"Everyone has a family first and then a country. No matter how beautiful you are in the banner of justice, you kill other people's fathers, uncles, uncles, brothers and sisters..."
"How do the people choose? Are you going to stop taking revenge on your hometown and the party just because you have a banner?"
"How many of the hundreds of thousands of Hunan troops were brought together because of family blood feuds? I think you, Marshal, know the data here better than I do!"
"The banner of justice has been raised in Tianjing City, but are what was done next just? What I saw was a regime that started with justice and quickly deteriorated in a very short period of time!"
"How many women were packed into the palaces of those princes and generals? How many gold and silver treasures were robbed? And then how many times did these people carry out internal coups and massacres against each other?"
"Look carefully, are there any similarities between what these people did and what King Chuang's rebels experienced back then?"
"They were originally people who suffered and were oppressed and couldn't survive. But after they stood at the top of the pyramid, they returned to corrupt and exploit the people, but they went even further!"
"In the final analysis, they can only destroy but don't know how to build! It's not that they don't want to build a peaceful and prosperous world, but they really don't know how to build a peaceful and prosperous world!"
"So, history gave them a chance, but then it was discovered that these people are not good! A good hand ended up being played badly, then history will remove their card table and take away their qualification to play cards!"
"That's all! What can't you understand?"
