Spoiler History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Chapter 710 The More Decisive, the Better

Chapter 710 The More Decisive, the Better
"It's not a dinner invitation... The person who said this is a very wise person."

Zhu Yuanzhang shook his head, his tone filled with infinite emotion.

After all, it was still three months away from Hu Weiyong's death anniversary.

Although the Hongwu Dynasty has not been mentioned in later generations, the Ming Emperor knew very well that the record of Hongwu Thirteen in later generations would inevitably be filled with blood.

Since the establishment of the Hongwu Dynasty, the Veritable Records were compiled and the imperial examination system was reinstated, guard posts were built and palaces were modified, the Crown Prince was in charge of government affairs and the princes were sent to their fiefdoms. It can be said that there were many things to be rebuilt.

But the result was that when the sword was raised this year, the whole court was horrified.

But Emperor Ming did not regret it.

It is certainly possible to win over and divide Hu Weiyong step by step, eventually forcing him to retire, and then slowly make changes, but this method, which was full of compromise as later generations said, was not to his taste.

Use a sharp sword to cut off all rebellion, use the force of thunder to cut off the raging fire, and finally show mercy. This is his style, just like farming with slash-and-burn.

The weeds have already entangled the crops. Do you still want to talk to them nicely and ask them to stay away from the crops?
The Emperor's sentiments left the Crown Prince somewhat confused:

"But Dad, isn't this a simple truth?"

This statement won Zhu Yuanzhang's disapproval:
"How can the principles of this world be so complicated? The ancient sages have always said that the great principles are simple."

"But Biaoer must remember that understanding and doing are two different things."

"I remember." Zhu Biao nodded.

"No, we don't want you to remember, we want you to understand."

Zhu Yuanzhang interrupted his eldest son's action with a rude wave of his hand. As if he was not satisfied yet, he simply stood up and said:
"You, the Crown Prince, must remember that every stroke of your pen in the review of memorials will be like a mountain or a ravine when it is applied to the local people."

"Just like Jia Sidao, he was not careful when he should be careful, and he was not thorough when he should be thorough."

"We know that you, Biao'er, are kind-hearted, but you must not misuse this kindness. Being kind to the rebels is being unkind to the world. The more lenient you are to the rebels, the more cruel you are to the good people, and the weaker the foundation of our Ming Dynasty will be."

This time Zhu Biao remained silent and fell into deep thought, which made Zhu Yuanzhang even more satisfied.

"Dad, are you saying that as long as we know who is our enemy, we should act decisively?"

The one who spoke was Zhu Di, whose eyes were full of excitement. Considering that the fourth brother loved the military formation the most, Zhu Yuanzhang also nodded:
"The more decisive, the better!"

"But Dad." This time it was Zhu Biao who spoke again, who had just thought about it:
"If a traitor harms the good, then he is..."

Before he finished speaking, Zhu Yuanzhang immediately understood what his son meant, as he was referring to the princes.

"How could we make this difficult for you? How could we let this happen?"

Tomorrow the emperor said unhappily:
"You are their eldest brother. If they make a mistake and you summon them to the capital and scold them severely, would they dare not listen?"

Although Zhu Biao's words were vague, judging from what his father meant, how could the kings not understand what their eldest brother was asking?
Zhu Su frowned slightly and then relaxed his brows, shook his head and continued to study and speculate on the scientific theory.

Zhu Bo was young but still laughed foolishly, Zhu Zhen was older but also laughed foolishly, only Zhu Di looked unconvinced and said:
"I want to be a general, responsible for the defense of the northern part of Ming Dynasty. How could I do something like leading troops south to bring disaster to Ming Dynasty?"

"If I did these things and didn't even need Big Brother to scold me, how can I still have the face to see Daddy!"

Zhu Biao was certainly not worried about his brothers' rebellion or anything like that. After all, he had a good relationship with these brothers. Even without their father's pressure, they would not go to war. He was more surprised by other things.

However, seeing that his fourth brother was about to make a scene, Zhu Biao also hurried to comfort his brother. ...

In the Xuchang government office, Kong Ming also stopped writing and sighed:

"The fall of the Southern Song Dynasty is indeed of great benefit to our records."

With the explanation of the younger generations, the connection between the big surnames, powerful families, aristocratic families, noble families, gentry, landlords, big landlords, etc. gradually became clear to me.

What these local tyrants with different names pursue keeps changing, but what remains unchanged is the satisfaction of their own endless desires.

Even based on previous and later discussions on maritime affairs, Kong Ming also vaguely guessed that the troubles of the Ming Dynasty must be caused by the wealthy merchants who were in contact with the sea.

Pang Tong smiled and said, "If Zhao Da heard what Kong Ming said, he would feel more relieved."

Feng Chu was also writing. After all, the fall of a dynasty was definitely a precious example. Often, these could only be predicted by future generations. Now that Guangmu was able to let these predecessors know the causes and prevent evil, how could they not be relieved?
Even Pang Tong felt that this theory of the shift of power in the Song Dynasty was absolutely novel for the Ming Dynasty that came after the Song Dynasty.

Because before this set of judgments lies an obvious question:
Who owns this world?

Xun Yu, Xun You and Cao Cao were all thoughtful, but Liu Bei had a calm expression. After all, after watching for so long and combining his beliefs from his early years to the present with his slight understanding of later generations, he could understand it better:

From then on, the world belongs to all.

What is public? It means being a person under heaven.

Therefore, the world belongs to everyone in the world.

[In 1275, the Yuan army, which had captured Xiangyang, officially moved eastward.

As the army approached, the entire Song Dynasty was in panic. Fan Wenhu, the military commander whom Jia Sidao relied on, simply surrendered to the Yuan Dynasty. This move almost made it clear that the Southern Song Dynasty was doomed.

At this time, Jia Sidao was also panicked, and sent people to negotiate, hoping that the Yuan Dynasty would surrender and accept him as the ruler, so as to avoid the fate of national destruction, just like Li Yu of Southern Tang Dynasty's desperate pleas to the Song Dynasty.

History is always similar. The Yuan Dynasty, which had a large army, naturally could not accept peace talks. Finally, the two sides met at Dingjiazhou, and the last 130,000 troops of the Southern Song Dynasty were buried. The fate of the Southern Song Dynasty had entered a countdown.

Jia Sidao was dismissed from his post because of the defeat at Dingjiazhou, but in fact there is not much to say about this battle, because these 130,000 people were originally a mixture of rear-line troops and defeated soldiers who were gathered together.

In other words, a considerable number of these 130,000 people had been defeated by Mongolia not for the first time or even the second time, and Mongolia came with a winning advantage. In this situation, even gods could not save them.

The dismissed priest was demoted to Xunzhou, and the official in charge of escorting him was named Zheng Huchen. According to historical records, Zheng Huchen kept mocking Jia Sidao all the way and tried to force him to commit suicide, but Jia Sidao remained unmoved.

When they arrived in Fujian, Zheng Huchen finally lost his patience and dragged Jia Sidao to the toilet and beat him severely, eventually causing Jia Sidao to cough up blood and die, ending his complicated life.

The last powerful prime minister of the Southern Song Dynasty was undoubtedly a complex figure, and he definitely could not be simply described as a treacherous minister.

He was capable, but not enough to save the Southern Song Dynasty. He abused his power, but he was still loyal to the Song Dynasty.

There were reforms, but their failure accelerated the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty.

This man who tried to do something became the perfect scapegoat for the demise of the Southern Song Dynasty. 】

 I was so exhausted yesterday. I can only say that if there are brothers who started working this year, when the HR asks you if you can accept a business trip, remember to say no.

  In addition, I will make up for what I owe yesterday, after all, I have made up for last month, right?

  
 
(End of this chapter)

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