Daming heir

Zhang Zhiyuan sat looking at the Confucian mansion, whispering softly.

The words were sent to Kong Gongjian's ears.

"I don't know the language, I don't know the sages, but I only have a knife in my hand. I hope the Confucian mansion can feel at ease."

Tang Keke's artistically processed words sounded particularly harsh to the ears of Kong Gongjian, the young but extremely intelligent leader of the next generation of the Confucian family.

These words were turned upside down, as if they were all promises made to the Confucian family, hoping that the Confucian family would not have to worry about the coming rebels that Zhang Zhiyuan said would cause any harm to the Confucian family.

But outside the Confucian mansion, the Confucian sons who had turned from looking at the fields to looking at the army had angry expressions on their faces and rather annoyed eyes.

This is not a promise.

This is a warning!

It came from a little commander of the capital, and was inspired by the house of the most holy teacher that has been passed down for thousands of years.

Kong Gongjian's eyes changed a little, and he silently watched the messengers who rushed to the Confucius Mansion from the front of the army. Even after 20 years of self-cultivation, layers of anger arose in his heart.

A thousand-year-old family has never suffered such humiliation.

Even when the Central Plains Shenzhou fell to land, the Kong family was also the only one with the longest heritage in this land.

As strong as a big man, he died.

It was as prosperous as the Tang Dynasty, but it died.

Yingge Da Song died.

All are gone, all died in the vicissitudes of life, but the door of Confucius is always open.

The benevolence and Confucianism of more than 20 years shook at this moment.Kong Gongjian tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, wanting to let his demeanor of the inheritor of the Confucian family not lose his sense of proportion in front of this group of Erqiu Ba.

"Please tell the general that the Confucian government is grateful. When my father Yan Shenggong comes to Beijing to meet the saint, he will definitely praise the general's benevolence and righteousness."

There was no prime minister in the Ming Dynasty, but there was still Duke Yansheng in the Ming Dynasty.

When he entered the court, he was the first civil servant to attend, and he was actually the first Confucianism in the world.

The officers and soldiers naturally didn't understand what the young man from the Confucian mansion meant.Several messengers who stayed outside the Nine Frontiers all the year round, charged against the remnants of the Yuan Dynasty, even measured Kong Gongjian unscrupulously with their eyes, and their eyes gradually became more contemptuous.

Like this kind of unarmed scholar who only knows how to hold a scroll and sleep on the lap of a beautiful woman, they kill it like a chicken.

"Your mansion will answer, and I will bring it to you later."

The messengers left a sentence, but it was not known whether it was the horse's fault or intentional.The officers and soldiers who had never dismounted turned their horses' heads, and the horse's hind hooves stepped on the gravel and dust on the ground, and twitched lightly with the whip.

Kong Gongjian and other Confucian disciples were covered by a cloud of flying sand and stones.

His younger brother was already furious. Looking at the officers and soldiers going away, he waved his robe and angrily said: "Cuoer soldiers, how dare you be so arrogant and domineering in the Confucian mansion! Who dares to dare!"

Anger lingered in everyone's hearts and could not be calmed down for a long time.

Then something that made the children of the Confucian family headed by Kong Gongjian even more angry has already happened.

I saw that the officers and soldiers who had just arrived came out with shovels and picks after dismounting one after another.Someone started to measure the distance of five miles from the courtyard wall of the Confucian Mansion. Although they only bought the distance with a tool in their hands, they fell hard on the ground.

Bang.

The ground outside the Confucian Mansion was a bit hard, and the tools in the hands of the officers and soldiers fell to the ground, making muffled noises.

It was extremely harsh to the ears of Kong Gongjian and others.

"What the hell are they going to do!"

"Did you think that this would knock down the wall of my Confucian mansion?"

Several disciples of the Confucian family chattered endlessly in Kong Gongjian's ears about the rudeness and arrogance of the officers and soldiers.

However, the officers and soldiers would not care about the anger of these people.

The military order has been issued from the Central Army, and the general ordered them to dig deep ravines five miles outside the Confucian mansion, cut down trees to build watchtowers, and even sink the deer village into a horse pit.

The military affairs are heavy, and no one cares what the Confucian mansion who is protected there will think.

When the officers and soldiers put down their swords and picked up hoes, shovels, and rakes, the entire outside of the Confucian Mansion became a huge construction site.

A few cavalry rushed out from the camp of the Chinese army that was also under construction ten miles away, holding small corner flags for orders, and shouted at the officers and soldiers who were digging the soil outside the entire Confucian mansion.

"The general has an order to dig deep ravines and cut down trees. Today, the Confucian government offers wine and meat to the army to reward the soldiers for their hard work."

The cavalrymen with the small horn flags in their hands kept shouting five miles away from the Confucian mansion, and their voices echoed over and over in the wilderness.

Originally watching the disciples of the Kong family digging ditches in front of their house, their hearts were already burning with anger. Now that they heard such military orders, they almost rushed to the front, so as to argue with these officers and soldiers about what the Kong family is all about. It was said at the time that we would offer wine and meat to them.

"Brother, they are throwing the face of my Kong family on the ground and trampling on it at will!"

Kong Gongjian's younger brother blushed, his eyes spit fire, looked at Kong Gongjian, and complained loudly.

Seeing that Kong Gongjian was silent, his younger brother looked at the brothers in the clan beside him.

"Brother Jian, my Kong family must not sit idly by on this matter. I don't know if it is our face, the face of the Kong family, or the face of our ancestors that has been lost today!"

"Brother, I just want to say one thing. If the Kong family can't let it out today, then any individual will point at my Kong family and cast aside it! My family has been around for thousands of years, how can we just sit back and watch this happen?"

"Gongjian, the so-called roughness is not rough. They may be a little perverted, but the truth is the same. My Kong family cannot suffer this humiliation."

After several young people expressed their attitudes, the children of the Kong family who were far older than Kong Gongjian also expressed their attitudes.

Kong Gongjian's face was very ugly. Although he was the next successor of the Kong family, he had to listen to the opinions of the family.

However, looking at the army in front of him, Kong Gongjian's reason told him.

That Zhang Zhiyuan who went south from Beiping City has been waiting for himself to make a mistake, waiting for himself to make a wrong decision, in order to hold the entire Kong family on the head, and then put the Kong family in a real crisis.

"You brothers have also heard and seen that the army looked around my house, thinking that the traitors would never dare to approach, but they just gave out some wine and meat to reward the army, so it is nothing to my house."

Kong Gongjian, whose reason prevailed, hid his palms under his sleeves and looked calmly at his brothers in the clan.

Kong Gongjian chose to give in.

The always honorable disciples of the Confucian family were not happy with the boss, but the son of the eldest son said so, and they were of no help.

In the end, all the disciples of the Confucian family present, the good mood of watching the crops of the tenants grow today, has all disappeared, and the only thing left is the resentment towards the soldiers and horses who surrounded the entire Confucian family.

Kong Gongjian watched these clan brothers waving their robes and leaving, shaking his head helplessly.

The face of the Kong family cannot be lost, but the lives of the Kong family are the most precious in this world.

"Go to the army for a while, and tell General Zhang that the Kong family will send the food, wine, meat, food and grass needed by the army to the camp on time today. Whatever the army needs, the Kong family will bear it all."

Kong Gongjian let out a long sigh, and also sent someone to Zhang Zhiyuan's Chinese army camp to take a message.

The servant of the Kong family who served Kong Gongjian immediately bowed his hands and took the order. He took his robes and went forward to set up the camp.

……

Even next night.

It was dusk, and the people who had escaped the sun went out to the fields, observing the fields that had already begun to be watered and dried, and the harvest would probably take a few days.

The common people looked at the army that they had heard about during the day, and there were not many fluctuations on their faces. They just took a few more glances at the stretch of the Confucian mansion surrounded and protected by the army.

Next to the camp of the Chinese army, on a watchtower tower that was built in a hurry, under the open roof on all sides, Tang Keke, dressed in military uniform, accompanied Zhang Zhiyuan, who was also in the same armor, leaving his own soldiers to go up the watchtower alone, looking out. Outside the camp.

After working hard during the day, with the joint efforts of tens of thousands of officers and soldiers, a circle of ravines around five miles outside the Confucian mansion will be able to hide the calves of the officers and soldiers.

And outside the side door of the Confucian mansion, there were already carriages full of grain, grass, wine and meat, waiting for the final goods to be loaded onto the carriages.

When all the things were moved out of the warehouse in the Confucian mansion, the carriage in front of him was already driven by the servants of the Confucian mansion, and drove towards the camp of the Chinese army.

Tang Keke glanced sideways at Zhang Zhiyuan, and said in a low voice, "The Kong family chose to give in, and this opportunity was missed."

After muttering, Tang Keke glanced at Zhang Zhiyuan with some resentment in his eyes.

In the military camps of the Ming Dynasty, there are several account books recorded in ink and pen all the year round, including examination books recording military merits, and income and expenditure account books for grain and grass supplies.There is also a book of marching and managing the army that is the thickest and must be recorded every day.

But now, in the book of marching and governing the army, a record that I really don't want to see has already been added.

The line of words recorded clearly explained that the reason why more than ten thousand soldiers and horses in Sima's barracks in Beiping went south to Qufu to protect the left and right sides of the Confucian mansion was all proposed by himself and the general approved it.

That's the Kong family!

Tang Keke looked at the long carriage team dragging out in front of the Kong family mansion with erratic eyes.

Zhang Zhiyuan sneered, "Now that our army is here, can't we find new fighters?"

"Fighter?" Tang Keke frowned, and suddenly his shoulders shook: "Are you really going to flatten the Kong family?"

Zhang Zhiyuan looked back from outside the camp, turned to look at Tang Keke, and smiled slightly: "If they give this general this chance."

His tone was unusually calm.

However, Tang Keke was convinced.

When he raised his eyes again to look at the Confucian mansion, which had already been lit with candles, Tang Keke sincerely hoped that this family, which has been passed down for thousands of years, could really understand what the current situation was like, and could truly surrender for once.

Isn't it good to be a kind person?

Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes wandered away, looking out into the wilderness, a dark place where the setting sun couldn't shine.

"Over there, it's your people."

Tang Keke followed Zhang Zhiyuan's gaze and looked over. In the place where the evening sun could not shine, there were several riders standing in the shadows holding the reins.

He nodded and looked back at Zhang Zhiyuan.

Zhang Zhiyuan said softly: "I don't care about your affairs. It's like I never asked about your background. But right now, if we want to solve the problem of Shandong Road, you and I have to Work together. If there is any arrogance, I will write a letter to His Highness afterwards to apologize."

Tang Keke's eyes flickered for a moment, then he shook his head and said, "That's not the case. It's just some people who can't see the light..."

Saying this, Tang Keke's eyes dimmed.

How could one's own identity be seen in the light.

Now it's just that he changed his face incognito in the army, so that he has the opportunity to continue to live in the sun.

After thinking about it, Tang Keke took out a polished brass whistle from his arms, held it under his lips, and exhaled lightly.

The whistle made a long and long sound, which spread far away.

Less and more.

The few riders hiding in the shadow of dusk began to urge the horses under their seats, and slowly came towards the camp of the Chinese army.

When the riders reached the wall of the Chinese army camp where wooden stakes had been buried and filled with earth and rocks, Tang Keke had already walked down the watchtower and reached the riders.

Standing on the watchtower, Zhang Zhiyuan saw the appearance of these people clearly for the first time.

Everyone was expressionless as if their faces were broken, and there was no brilliance in their eyes.Several people were wearing dark black dresses with arm wrapping and leggings, with undecorated goose feather sabers on their waists, a leather bag containing short firecrackers at their waists, and a handbag hanging from their back waists. Strong crossbow.

The black-faced and white-soled boots stepped on the stirrups, and his eyes swept around the surroundings over and over again.

When Tang Keke arrived in front of these people, he didn't talk to each other.

Tang Keke took a booklet written in leather cloth from the leader.

When the handover was over, the leader raised his head calmly and profoundly, and looked at Zhang Zhiyuan upstairs, his eyes were still calm, and he didn't intend to say hello to the general who commanded thousands of troops.

Just like when it came, it went away quietly and unnoticed until it disappeared into the shadows under the dusk.

Ding Deng Deng.

Standing on the watchtower, Zhang Zhiyuan heard the sound of climbing the tower from behind.

He said softly: "The general saw their true faces today, and the soldiers in the camp must have seen them too. Is it all right?"

Holding the booklet in his arms, Tang Keke returned to the watchtower, shook his head and said, "We won't see them again."

"Oh?"

Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes showed curiosity.

Tang Keke explained as if nothing had happened: "They are all hard-working people. After suffering a lot, it's time to enjoy happiness."

Zhang Zhiyuan snorted again, then changed his subject and said, "Did His Highness tell you?"

Tang Keke only opened the booklet carefully wrapped in leather cloth at this time, opened the cover and read it line by line, but the expression on his face gradually became more exciting.

After reading the entire book, Tang Keke couldn't help letting out a long sigh.

He looked at the Kong family's delivery convoy approaching the camp, and could not help showing a trace of disgust on his face: "I won't eat tonight."

Zhang Zhiyuan didn't know what was recorded in that book at this moment.

All I could do was ask: "What did you write?"

Tang Keke picked and picked in his mind for a long time before he opened his mouth and said: "In the past, I was wrong. I thought that the home of the most holy teacher could still have some kindness and kindness. But I didn't expect it to be exactly the same.

Outside the Confucian mansion and within thirty miles, there are all Confucian family tenants, who charge [-]% of the rent. "

"En?" Zhang Zhiyuan was a little puzzled, frowned and said, "If I remember correctly, [-]% of renters, even the whole world, can't find many houses."

Tang Keke nodded and said: "Yes, that's not the case. Ordinary tenants are about [-]%. But in the Kong family, within [-] miles or [-] miles, [-]% of the tenants of the Kong family, and the land renters are [-]%. [-]%.

Sixty miles away, Qufu, Yanzhou City, Wenshang, Jining, Jinxiang, Yutai, Juye, Jiaxiang, Tengxian, Zouxian, Feixian, Surabaya, or [-] to [-] percent, or [-] to [-] percent, are all Confucius. The tenants of the family have [-]% of the land rent. "

Select carefully and say the least important part.

After finishing speaking, Tang Keke seemed to be discouraged, and his shoulders relaxed.

Even Zhang Zhiyuan, who had killed countless people and destroyed countless formations outside the Nine Frontiers, opened his mouth involuntarily.

The two of them didn't speak for a long time.

Until outside the camp, the Kong family's horse convoy docked with the Huotou camp in the army, and began to hand over food, grass, wine and meat, when bursts of cheers came from the camp.

Only then did Zhang Zhiyuan let out a long sigh: "It's really a Banfu family."

No matter how hard the Kong family works, the entire Yanzhou Mansion will become theirs!

How long will the world be at peace?
How long was Daming founded?
Hongwu is only 28 years old now, and a family with one surname can monopolize half of the mansion.

It can be seen what its nature is.

Tang Keke felt that the sage articles he had read and the sage thoughts he had learned were all collapsing.

If it was another person, he might not feel this way.

But this is the home of the most holy teacher.

Past beliefs are crumbling.

Tang Keke shook his head sadly and said: "In the past, I thought that if there were many greedy people in the world, there would still be good people. Now, it seems that if the world is really as black as crows, how can there be kindness? They are all traitors!"

While speaking, Tang Keke handed the booklet in his hand to Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes.

Zhang Zhiyuan was a little puzzled, and looked at Tang Keke with puzzled eyes.

"The general can also see these?"

Tang Keke curled his lips and shrugged: "Now, there's nothing you can't see."

Zhang Zhiyuan showed hesitation. From Tang Keke's expression, he found that something seemed wrong, and it might be far more serious than what he already knew.

He slowly stretched out his hand and took the brochure from Tang Keke in his hand.

Afterwards, Zhang Zhiyuan frowned and opened the booklet.

Looking upstairs, the atmosphere became extremely cold in an instant.

When the last word was caught in Zhang Zhiyuan's eyes, his face was already bruised, and he closed the booklet heavily with both hands, then squeezed the booklet angrily, and smashed his hands on the railing in front of him.

However, no matter how angry Zhang Zhiyuan was, he couldn't break out at this moment.

After a while, Zhang Zhiyuan said: "Today Japan will not eat."

After finishing speaking, he added: "Tomorrow, I will ask Yingzhong to go to Qufu County to purchase rice."

Tang Keke nodded, but any normal person, as long as he saw those recorded things, would no longer be able to accept those things under the gate of the camp.

He raised his eyes to look at the Confucian mansion, which was already brightly lit.

"Are we a little restrained?"

Zhang Zhiyuan snorted coldly: "The digging is too slow!"

"Then use gunpowder."

"The general agreed, and I will remember you again."

"I have received this military merit!"

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