Widow Liu...
Huo Lin was very depressed. He didn't know why this widow named Liu was so concerned. Could it be that she was the only widow in the capital? No, I heard that there are a lot of brothels in the capital. On the banks of the Qinhuai River, there are sweet and charming sounds of orioles and swallows, and the crisp fragrance of snow is so charming...
"You have a nosebleed."
Xuan Qingshu looked at Huo Lin and reminded him.
Huo Lin raised his hand and touched his nose. Let me go. This, this, the weather is dry. It must be because the weather is too dry. I am not accustomed to the acclimatization...
Xuan Qingshu despised that dirty soul.
Fu An saw a few people outside the door and quickly invited them in. Zheng Dacheng ordered people to bring wine and meat and set up a large table. Although the sergeants guarding Fu An were very dissatisfied, Timur did not want to embarrass them, so he had no choice but to remain silent and pretend he could not see it.
Guo Ji pushed Wang Quanzhen away and shouted: "I haven't seen Han people's homes in nine years, I haven't smelled the fragrance of Han wine in nine years, and I haven't heard from my old friends in nine years. We have been waiting for nine years! You fucking tell me, because this doesn't hurt. Want me to drink?"
Fu Lin, Wang Quanzhen, Huo Lin and others had just reached the depths of emotion and lamented the hardships Fu An, Guo Ji and others had to live in a foreign country for nine years. Suddenly they heard the last sentence and almost choked to death on their saliva. The words were too fast. Anxious……
Fu An looked at the meat on the table, watched Fu Lin fill up the wine, waved his hand to Fu Lin who stood up and wanted to toast, and said seriously: "Sit down!"
Fu Lin didn't dare to disobey.
Fu An asked seriously: "Four years ago, Timur told me that Lord Hongwu was gone. Tell me, is this true?"
Fu Lin, Wang Quanzhen and others nodded heavily.
Wang Quanzhen's face was solemn: "On the tenth day of the fifth month in the thirty-first year of Hongwu, Lord Hongwu died, and his temple name was Taizu. The emperor's grandson Zhu Yunwen inherited the throne, and his reign name was Jianwen."
"Great Grandfather!"
Fu An and Guo Ji's noses were sore, and tears could not stop rolling down. They thought of Zhu Yuanzhang's somewhat old figure when he was on the mission, of the countless efforts he had made for the Ming Dynasty, and of his great achievements in saving the people and restoring the Han Dynasty. , Thinking of the Hongwu era that we will never see again or go back to!
"My great ancestor!"
Fu An burst into tears.
Guo Ji also cried loudly.
Huo Lin and Xuan Qingshu looked at this scene and couldn't help but feel sad.
Because of the four major Hongwu cases, it is inevitable that many people in the world will say bad things about Zhu Yuanzhang, saying that he is a butcher, a murderer, a mass murderer, and a devil, although these words are all pointed at the mulberry tree.
But apart from these murders, wasn't Zhu Yuanzhang a good emperor?
In his life, he never lived in fine clothes and fine food, never lived in arrogance or extravagance, never lived in great achievements, and he never changed his true character or fell into wrong ways. Which emperor has done these things?
There are not many virtuous kings in history who first ascended the throne, but many of them could not survive in their later years.
It is said that Zhu Yuanzhang was cruel and murderous, but he killed either officials or generals. He did not aim the butcher knife at the people, nor did he increase taxes and ask for money again and again. He devoted his life to doing light corvee and paying little tax, to restoring people's power, and to protecting the Ming Dynasty. Isn't he a good emperor?
In the Ming Dynasty, he killed tens of thousands of people, but he saved 60 million people and gave countless people in the Ming Dynasty a peaceful world. They no longer need to be enslaved, devalued as inferiors, or harassed by nomads. , isn’t this still worthy of respect?
Maybe he is not a wise emperor, but he is definitely an emperor who worked hard and spent his life for the people and the country. He spent the first half of his life for survival, and the second half of his life for China. When he is gone, it is worth crying and paying tribute to. To remember!
Fu An and Guo Ji were really crying, really sad, no different from the death of their biological father. Finally, they saw that Xuan Qingshu's inner clothes were white, and then the clothes turned into strips of cloth and turned into shawls. Ma Daixiao.
Xuan Qingshu shivered and put on his clothes. The cold weather was ripping off people's clothes. It was unnatural. He would never wear white clothes again.
"This glass of wine is for Grandpa Grandpa."
Fu An picked up the wine and sprinkled it on the ground.
"This second glass of wine is in honor of Emperor Jianwen."
Fu An picked up the second glass of wine and placed it on the table to the east. He didn't dare to spill it on the ground. It was for people underground...
"The third glass of wine is to honor our old friends from the Ming Dynasty and reunite after a long separation."
Fu An looked at Wang Quanzhen, Fu Lin and others, and they all clinked glasses and drank together.
Fu Lin toasted again, and the atmosphere became lively.
Fu An put down his chopsticks and his face became serious again: "Tell me, why are you here? Is it possible that you are here to give away coins? If so, I would rather die here than see you!"
"Sui coins?"
Fu Lin was stunned for a moment, and Wang Quanzhen laughed.
The so-called Sui coins refer to money and goods given by the imperial court to foreigners. In layman's terms, it means giving money once a year. This money is not the New Year's money from me to my son, but the peace money from me to my neighbors far away.
For example, during the Song and Liao Dynasties, after the Tan Yuan Alliance, the Song Dynasty gave the Liao a total of 300,000 pieces of silk silver, which was later increased to 500,000 pieces of silver.
If you pay regularly, there will be not only late fees but also violent reminders if you are late.
However, the Ming Dynasty did not have the New Year's Coin. Zhu Yuanzhang was very fierce, and he was not weak even with a group of Hongwu generals. How could the Ming Dynasty pay the New Year's Coin? Hey, wait a minute. I'll summon an army of 150,000 people and send them in three groups. Don't leave. Don't you want coins?
Fu An thought that the Ming Dynasty was weak, and was afraid that Timur would lead an army to occupy the northwest, threaten Guanzhong, and then plot against the Central Plains. Therefore, Emperor Jianwen Zhu Yunwen sent envoys to discuss how to buy peace with money.
Huo Lin took two sips of wine: "I'm talking to Fu Suwu, our Ming Dynasty doesn't have New Year's coins. We only have other people paying tribute to our courtiers. How can we give them New Year's coins? Even if we take out the New Year's coins, put them aside." Go to Datong and Jiayuguan and see who has the ability to take it away?"
"oh?"
Fu An couldn't help frowning when he saw Huo Lin full of lofty words and pride and confidence in his expression: "It's a good thing to be young and frivolous, but you shouldn't be ignorant. There are many powerful enemies in the world. Oara and Tatar have always been the Ming Dynasty. I have heard about the threat of An army of ten thousand, with a total of two hundred thousand elites."
Huo Lin corrected him with a smile: "It's 150,000."
Fu An shook his head: "What do you know, it's two hundred thousand! I saw their cavalry with my own eyes, stretching for dozens of miles, and saw countless cavalry galloping with my own eyes!"
Fu Lin quickly took Fu An's waving hand and comforted him: "Father, if Timur brought an army of 200,000 when he sent troops from Samarkand to the east, then Huo Lin is right. He is now fifteen Ten thousand troops."
"Why are you so confused?"
Fu An frowned.
Wang Quanzhen knocked on the table and suppressed his excitement: "Brother Fu, your plan is still decent. Twenty minus five is not fifteen..."
"Minus, minus?"
Fu An was stunned and seemed to understand.
Guo Ji dropped the chopsticks in his hand. He stared with round eyes and his Adam's apple twitched. He stood up and asked Wang Quanzhen: "What did you just say, twenty minus five?"
Wang Quanzhen drank a glass of wine coolly and said comfortably: "Why, brother Guo can't even do the most basic arithmetic?"
Guo Ji kicked away the stool behind him, walked to Wang Quanzhen's side, and grabbed him: "I'm a human being, ouch, my wound, bah, I'm asking you, who did the subtraction!"
Wang Quanzhen rolled his eyes, and then said seriously: "Do you think it could be Timur himself? Only the Ming Dynasty, only the Ming Dynasty, can force Timur to do subtraction!"
Fu An also became excited, stood up and said: "You are saying that the Ming Dynasty formation killed Timur's 50,000 soldiers and horses?"
Wang Quanzhen shook his head: "It's not fifty thousand, it's forty thousand. The ten thousand was killed by Yili..."
Fu An couldn't believe it, and Guo Ji was also in a daze.
The Ming Dynasty formation killed Timur's 40,000 troops?
is it possible?
Fu An knew the power of Timur's cavalry, had seen the terror of Timur's massacre, and knew the vastness of his country. He had traveled countless roads and heard countless words, but he had never heard of Timur's failure. Tragic loss!
Seeing that the two of them couldn't believe it, Fu Lin stood up and pulled them to their seats: "Father, Uncle Guo, this kind of thing cannot be faked. You don't know that General Zhu Di led the army and not only defeated Harry in Qamdo The vanguard army also captured Harry alive.”
"What?"
Guo Ji suddenly stood up again, and the wound on his back was even more severe this time, making him cry in pain.
Fu An opened his mouth, digesting this shocking news.
Harry, that's Timur's grandson. I heard that Timur intends to choose Harry as his successor. Now, it's okay. We can fight and kill the successor...
"Wait a minute, what did you just say, General Zhu Di? King of Yan Zhu Di?"
Fu An thought about it, this news was more shocking than Harry's arrest.
"That's right, what's wrong?"
Fu Lin was calm.
Fu An and Guo Ji looked at each other, and immediately lost their minds. It didn't matter that Harry was caught.
It’s over!
It's all over now!
Jianwen Emperor Zhu Yunwen, you are so confused. How can you enable the vassal king to lead an army to deal with Timur? Do you know about the Chenqiaoyi Rebellion? Do you know that Zhu Di is your uncle? Do you know about his influence among the vassal kings? Do you know about his influence in the army?
Even if you use Zhu Di to drive away Timur, the Ming Dynasty will inevitably suffer from the catastrophe of indoor fighting!
Young, still too young!
Zhu Di is the most suitable candidate for the Western Expedition, but he is also the most threatening person to the imperial power.
His prestige was already very high, but now you ask him to make extraordinary achievements, how should he deal with himself? How can you, Zhu Yunwen, reward you?
Above the vassal kings is the emperor!
"Zhu Di, no, how many troops does the general bring?"
Fu An was lucky.
Wang Quanzhen said bluntly: "The Beijing army has 100,000 elites, and the frontier army has 50,000 elites, and the power of Shaanxi's Xingdusi will be restrained."
"An army of 150,000?!"
Fu An was bitter.
With so many soldiers and horses, Zhu Di is enough to conquer the world! What's more, there are tens of thousands of soldiers and horses in Shaanxi Xingdu Division. If we recruit more strong men, we can form an army of 200,000.
What could the weak Zhu Yunwen do to deal with Zhu Di?
Huo Lin and Xuan Qingshu looked at the worried Fu An and Guo Ji. They could see that both of them were worried, but they were not worried about Timur, but Zhu Di.
However, is this worry a bit unnecessary...
Xuan Qingshu coughed and said to Fu An and Guo Ji: "You two gentlemen are worried too much. You have been away from the Ming Dynasty for nine years and you don't know the style of the Ming Dynasty today. Your worries are just unfounded worries. Let's be honest, Lord. A weak minister is strong, a strong branch is weak, and there is a risk of usurping the master. But two of you, who told you that if King Yan Zhu Di is strong, he is stronger than Emperor Jianwen?"
Fu An frowned, and Guo Ji sighed: "We know Emperor Jianwen. He is kind and gentle, and he is a wise master."
What is kindness and gentleness, what is harvest, just say that Zhu Yunwen is weak in literature and can't do martial arts. Zhu Di, uh, not yet. There is Zheng Dacheng, a spy from the Security Bureau, who only cares about eating meat and doesn't talk to him at all.
Huo Lin chanted: "You two, one day in the cave and a thousand years have passed in this world. You need to understand the Ming Dynasty again..."
