Qiming 1158

Chapter 1329 I have a clear conscience

On the morning of July 29th in the eighth year of Hongwu, the entire Hangzhou Raiders operation successfully came to an end.

All parties reported specific success news to Zhang Shi, which brought very good feedback to Zhang Shi.

Zhang Shi calmly integrated all sources of news in the Pingzhang military state affairs mansion, followed the action reports of the various units, and crossed out one name after another on the list.

The people who reported the news came one by one and left one by one. When the last name was crossed out, Zhang Shi wiped the sweat on his forehead, let out a sigh of relief, and smiled at Lu You next to him.

"It's okay, it's okay, there are no surprises. If something really happens, I don't know how to end it. It's okay, it's over."

"It's true, but... it's already at this point, it's hard for anything to happen, right?"

Lu You wiped the sweat from his face, took a gulp of mung bean soup, and said with a smile, "After years of preparation, and once we have risen up, we have finally lived up to our trust."

"In this way, the overall situation has been determined, it depends on whether Changsheng can remove all the ignition points."

Zhang Shi put down the pen in his hand, stood up, walked to the door of the house, opened the door, and saw Su Changsheng trotting all the way.

"How about it?"

The two asked the same question in unison.

"All the people on the list have been won, and not one has been missed."

"The last seven ignition points have also been found, and all dangers have been eliminated."

After the two finished speaking, they shared a relieved smile.

"That's great, Hangzhou City has been saved."

"If such preparations in advance can allow them to destroy Hangzhou City, we might as well commit suicide."

The two smiled and hugged each other, venting their emotions.

At this point, there is nothing to say.

Everything that should be caught was seized, and everything that should be blocked was blocked. In addition to the great success of the operation, the people’s fat and the people’s cream squeezed by these powerful bureaucrats were not transferred away, which can be regarded as a double success.

The amount of people's fat and plaster collected by these guys is so large that they can fully support the military expenditure of this southward battle, and the subsequent capital investment in the construction of the Jiangnan region can also get huge support from it.

Based on the latest news that Zhang Shi received, it was learned that Su Yonglin had led the army on the southern expedition on July 26. Based on this time and the speed of the march, Su Yonglin would lead the army in ten days and a half months at most. The army went straight to Hangzhou.

By that time, their task will be completed, and the Southern Song Dynasty will be declared dead in fact, and then wait to be fully annexed by the Ming Kingdom.

However, although he couldn't help feeling happy about this incident, when he saw Shen Gai, Zhang Shi still maintained his at least calmness.

When the sky was bright, Shen Gai was brought in front of Zhang Shi.

Among so many prisoners of war, the only one Zhang Shi would like to see is Shen Gai. Others, such as Zhou Linzhi and his like, have no interest at all. He thinks it is best for this group of worms to restart their lives directly. Only Shen Gai and Zhang There was still something he wanted to tell him.

When Shen Gai saw Zhang Shi, Zhang Shi, who had not slept all night but was very excited, was eating breakfast.

He ate one steamed bun, and while he was nibbling on the second one, Shen Ji came.

"My husband is here? Are you hungry? Let's eat together?"

With the steamed bun in his mouth, Zhang Shi enthusiastically pushed the steamed bun, eggs, porridge, and side dishes in front of him to Shen Kai, and beckoned him to eat together. In a trance, Shen Kai felt as if nothing had happened. He was still the same. Shen Xianggong, and Zhang Shi was still the privy envoy.

But the fact of the sleepless night last night told Shen that everything had changed, and there was no going back.

Although very angry, very desperate, very painful, but these emotions have been almost taken away by Shen Jie when the sky is bright, he knows that the dust has settled and he is finished.

On the way to the state residence of the Pingzhang Army, he watched groups of soldiers escorting a large number of well-dressed officials to different places. He knew that the city of Hangzhou had been fully controlled by Zhang Shi, because such a scene took three years. The same happened in the previous mutiny.

He no longer has any possibility of turning things around. In Zhang Xun's three-year calculation, he did not take any action that was beneficial to this day, and he didn't even realize what was in Zhang Xun's eyes when he looked at him.

So his failure is a matter of course.

After thinking about all this clearly, Shen Gai has calmed down, and now he is left with only one confusion - why did Zhang Shi make such a choice.

"You didn't sleep last night, did you?"

Shen Gai took the bowl of porridge pushed by Zhang Shi, picked up his chopsticks and put some side dishes into the porridge bowl, and ate it for a while, filling his stomach a little.

Seeing Shen Gai eating peacefully, Zhang Shi smiled even more.

"Three years of planning, all in one night, can I fall asleep in exchange for my husband?"

"I'm afraid it's impossible."

Shen Ging took an egg, tapped it on the table, and slowly peeled the shell while asking, "Jingfu, I won't ask you how you planned these three years, the only thing I want to know now is , why did you make such a choice?"

Zhang Shi took a bite of the egg.

"Is Xianggong saying why did I choose Daming instead of Song?"

Shen Gai continued to peel the egg shell slowly.

"Well, I really want to know what you think, your father has been loyal to the country all his life, and you are his son, how could you do such a treacherous thing? You are not afraid that your father's soul will be dissatisfied with your behavior, come here teach you a lesson?"

"Actually, in our Daming country, there are quite a few Confucian masters who respect ghosts and gods and keep them away. The official ideology of Daming does not recognize ghosts and gods, but the folk sacrificial activities of ancestors and praying for a good harvest in the coming year have not been forcibly stopped. "

Zhang Shi smiled and said: "As a Renaissance member, of course I miss my father, but unfortunately, I really know that he is no longer there, he has passed away, and the soul does not exist, so what Xianggong said is not mine. within the scope of consideration.”

"Renaissance..."

Shen Gai paused, and after peeling the egg shell, he put the egg in the porridge bowl, lifted the bowl again, and asked, "Then you don't worry about your father being faceless under Jiuquan after you die. ?"

"Don't worry, I don't think I did anything wrong."

Zhang Shi stuffed the remaining half of the egg into his mouth to eat his stomach, and said with a smile, "If I do something wrong, I will definitely feel uneasy, and I will be afraid of being blamed by my father after death, but I don't think I do anything. What is wrong, I have a clear conscience, what is there to worry about?

If I meet my father under Jiuquan after I die, my father asks me why I do this, and some of me say, I am not for selfishness, but for the real ideal of my generation of scholars, for the sake of the great harmony of the world, father. Naturally understand me. "

"Ideal? Great harmony in the world?"

Shen Kai couldn't understand, he put down the porridge bowl, stared at Zhang Shi with a frown, and said angrily: "You just believe that what Su Yonglin said is true? You just believe that the so-called revolution of the Ming people is the great harmony of the world? The great harmony of the world needs Killing so many people? Is that the great harmony of the world? That is a group of mob rioting to kill! It's atrocity! It's tyranny!"

"It's like the scholar-officials in Hangzhou have never killed anyone."

Zhang Shi rolled his eyes at Shen Ging and said with a sneer, "Xiang Gong, don't you really think that our scholar's hands are clean, do you? If there is no direct blood on our hands, it doesn't mean they are clean, and they are the best who died at the hands of the Renaissance Society. How many talents are there? How many people in Limin died at the hands of us scholar-officials?"

(End of this chapter)