King Luhuang of the Ming Dynasty: My father, Ming Taizu

In the Imperial College, Chang Jian, under the leadership of several generals, shook his head hard, chanting the classics of the saints.

Guo Mingling was holding a copy of "The Sage's Scripture" in his hand, with a pair of hawk-like eyes, looking at the restless students in the classroom.

Since Zhu Youjian started teaching personally, the rebellious nature of these students gradually became apparent.

Before Guo Mingling started his lecture, some of these people had already started discussing gravity and the relationship between forces with their classmates.

At this time, these people were getting restless. Some invigilators even stopped looking at their books and started whispering.

"What kind of book did I ask you to read? What's in your head? Our motherland raised you, and this is how you repay our country? Ouch!"

When Guo Mingling said this, his hawk-like eyes became sharper, as if they were about to spit fire.

Among a group of students, the first person Guo Mingling took a fancy to was Song Hai, who had excellent grades. He asked him to study, but he ended up writing all kinds of strange runes on a big tree. Seven interlaced horizontal lines, facing each other
He was furious:

"What are you doing? Are you scribbling here? The drawing is so bad, you really can't draw."

Song Hai felt that he was wronged, so he said:
"Sir, this is not a drawing, this is a mechanical drawing. Some time ago, the emperor talked about machinery, which gave me an inspiration, that is, force is everywhere in this world."

"Shut up! Don't give me that! I'll make you study hard!"

Song Hai, however, looked sincere: "Master, I have read all the scriptures and I feel like I understand everything! You don't have to remember them all the time, just read them yourself!"

Song Hai said this very frankly, but Guo Mingling got angry, "Since you can recite it, do you understand it? Knowing but not knowing, knowing but not knowing, do you understand? Do you understand the meaning of the sentence 'Friends come from afar, come happily'?"

"Do you know what Confucius meant by this sentence? Do you know why he said 'no'?"

……

Guo Mingling kept talking, which made Song Haitou furious: "Professor, let's not beat around the bush here! Perhaps Confucius didn't consider this at all when he created it?

The more Song Hai spoke, the angrier Guo Mingling became. She puffed up her cheeks and said angrily, "Do you understand? Song Hai, you are slandering the saint! You are slandering the saint!"

Song Hai was choked and speechless, but Guo Mingling was furious, "Put your hand out! How dare you humiliate the saint?"

After saying that, Guo Mingling beat Song Hai again. Song Hai's palms were beaten red, and Guo Mingling was exhausted.

Guo Mingxiang took a deep breath and calmed down, but then he heard Song Hai say:

"Master, you have worked hard, but this can only prove one thing."

Guo Mingling's eyes widened: "What's going on? Do you understand? I'm doing this for your own good."

"No!" Chen Zhao shook his head. Song Hai said, "Sir, I mean, this proves that power is mutual!"

"What?" Guo Mingling looked incredulous. "Are the two powers complementary?"

Seeing Guo Mingling's face full of disbelief, Song Hai put his hands behind his back and said calmly:
"Power is two-way, that is, when you attack others, you will also be counterattacked by them!"

"Take the example of you beating up that student. If you had beaten my hand until it was swollen, you would have felt the pain from the reaction as well."

Song Hai looked at the confused faces of the few people and planned to use a huge pen to write a blueprint on it.

“……”Guo Mingling was speechless.

How is this going?

"Get lost!" the man snorted coldly.

Guo Mingling was completely furious and almost roared as he said this. Song Hai subconsciously took a step back and instantly turned into a strange child.

……

It took a long time before the classroom became lively again.

Guo Mingling observed the students below and listened attentively.

What he was waiting for was Zhu Youjian.

Birds were singing, the wind was rising, and soon Zhu Youjian arrived.

Wang Chengen's voice came from outside the door, "Your Majesty is here!"

Then, the Imperial College Supervisor and a group of officials knelt down in front of Zhu Youjian:

"See Your Majesty!"

Zhu Youjian's voice sounded again, still with that cynical look:

"Get up!" After saying that, he raised his hand and waved.

Immediately afterwards, the footsteps of Zhu Youjian and several ministers were heard.

The invigilators, who were tired of reading the scriptures, could no longer suppress their excitement and looked around.

I don’t know who said it in a low voice in front of Guo Mingling.

"What's going on? How can you be distracted when reading a sage's book? How can you read in this situation?"

Guo Mingling was so angry that he started cursing and looked disappointed.

"Sir, he is the emperor!" Li Jun whispered.

"So what if he is the emperor? Can't he let them read their scriptures in peace? This is what is called reading. Reading means not caring about worldly affairs but only reading books!"

Guo Mingling scolded and waved at Li Jun, asking him to stretch out his hand quickly.

Li Jun stretched out his hand and was hit several times by Guo Mingling. Li Jun looked at Guo Mingling in shock:

"Sir, aren't you afraid of the Emperor?"

Guo Mingling raised his head and said, "I am not afraid of Your Majesty! I am worried that the Saint will punish me! If everyone acts like the emperor, wouldn't the world be in chaos?"

Li Jun looked back and saw that Guo Mingling himself was aware that Zhu Youjian was coming, but he still did it on purpose.

Guo Mingling raised his head and said, "All the classics in the world put etiquette and morality first. You don't know manners, you don't know manners, and you like to play such weird tricks?"

"Look at you, you don't look like a student at all, you don't look like a scholar at all. It's absurd that the ruler is not a ruler and the subject is not a subject!"

Zhu Youjian stood behind him without saying a word, but this scene alone made the Inspector General and other officials look nervous, with sweat on their foreheads.

Without Zhu Youjian's order, how could these people be stopped?
Zhu Youjian did not stop him. He was ready to wait for his master to end the show.

Zhu Youjian couldn't help but think of Qu Yuan back then.

Maybe Guo Mingling thought so too.

As the days passed, Guo Mingling could no longer hold Chen Fan. Every few distances, he would turn around and salute the emperor.

Then he pretended to be panicked and said:
"Your Majesty, please spare my life. Your Majesty, please spare my life! I know I was wrong!"

While bowing, he said:
"Your Majesty, I speak from the heart!"

Guo Mingling was acting from the very beginning, and all her previous words were tests for her.

At this time, Zhu Youjian was staring at his teacher with an expressionless face, his face looked extremely ugly!
At this time, everyone's eyes fell on Zhu Youjian, but no one noticed Zhu Youjian.

This is normal. He is already the emperor. If he gets angry, rivers of blood will flow within a thousand miles.

Throughout the ages, when the dragon's might arrives, everyone has to obey him.

Guo Mingling looked at Zhu Youjian, who had been silent for a long time, and said, "Your Majesty, etiquette is the foundation of a country. If the king is not a king and the minister is not a minister, this is not a good omen!"

If what Guo Mingling said was in the original history books, he would definitely be a loyal minister. However, he did not do so.

Zhu Tan had already thought about it on the way here. He also thought about how to talk to Guo Mingling, and he also knew that Guo Mingling would definitely set a trap for him.

"Sir, you're right, I understand!"

Zhu Youjian stared in a trance, with a thoughtful look on his face.

Guo Mingling asked hoarsely, "Your Majesty, since you have already guessed it, why don't you give it a try?"

Zhu Youjian was still thinking about his troubles. The chaotic thoughts in his mind once again came to his mind.

His body and mind became heavy at this moment.

At first, he thought it was just a side effect similar to time travel, but even so, he still had a feeling of time travel.

He had originally thought that the higher his cultivation level was, the more he could suppress it with his spiritual energy, but now it seemed that this was obviously not feasible.

Zhu Youjian took a deep breath and felt a choke in his throat, as if something was blocking his throat. In the eyes of everyone, Zhu Youjian's face had become extremely ugly, as if he would roar at any time and execute his entire family.

Guo Mingling was still chattering: "Emperor, as the ruler of a country, you should set an example and not waste your time on those messy things! You are the ruler of a country, I understand what you mean!"

"Then why are you still teaching here?"

……

As Guo Mingling spoke, the Secretary-General's face darkened and he glared at him desperately. His eyes clearly said, "You're looking for death. Don't drag me down with you."

Zhu Youjian's expression remained serious, his cheeks twitched slightly, and a hint of confusion appeared on his face.

After a few minutes, his expression changed again and he smiled:
"Sir, do you know why I do this?"

The sudden question made Guo Mingling stunned for a moment.

"I just don't understand, what is your purpose in doing this?"

Zhu Youjian's face no longer had the smile it had before, and his expression became a little stiff. Yes, what?
From the very beginning, Zhu Youjian had thought about this question, and he knew very well how he should answer it, but at this moment, a strange feeling surged into his heart, making him feel a little scared.

After calming down, Zhu Youjian came to his senses and said:
"Sir, everything I do is for Ming Dynasty!"

"Ming Dynasty?" Xu Lizhi asked subconsciously.

"As you command! I want to change! Do you want reforms?"

"Reform?" Guo Mingling glared at Zhu Youjian and asked. He was very clear about the word "reform"!

"Master! What you say may not be true. I understand etiquette and manners, but reforms have been going on for thousands of years. The world is so big that nothing is impossible. Only by changing can we survive."

He looked at the seemingly conservative Guo Mingling in front of him. In fact, he was indeed so. However, many years ago, Guo Mingling was a person who was keen on reform. Unfortunately, when he applied to the emperor at that time for reform, he was rejected. Guo Mingling could only teach in the Imperial Academy.

As expected by Zhu Youjian, Guo Mingling's eyes flashed with a gleam of light, and he said, "The emperor wants to reform?"

"That's right! What I want is to make this country stronger! You should know the situation of Ming Dynasty better than me. To sum it up in one sentence, it's all show and no substance, but a spendthrift!"

Apart from gold and jade, everything else is garbage!
This sentence is very vivid and Guo Mingling can easily feel it.

The students in the classroom all echoed Zhu Youjian's words.

"Your Majesty is right!" Li Jun nodded and added, "Mr. Zhu is right!"

He was called Mr. Zhu because Zhu Youjian said that when he was in the Imperial College, there was no need to call him "Emperor", only to call him according to his teachings.

The Minister of Censorship was terrified. Only the emperor could say such words.

Guo Mingling somewhat understood Zhu Youjian's reform strategy, but he was still somewhat confused and asked, "How do you plan to reform?"

Zhu Youjian smiled and said, "I hope that the people of the Ming Dynasty can live and work in peace and contentment, the government can be clean and honest, the people can live and work in peace and contentment, the country can be peaceful and the people can be safe, the Ming Dynasty can be peaceful and the people can be safe, and the Ming Dynasty can be prosperous!"

Treat everyone equally?
He could understand the first half of Guo Mingling's sentence, but he didn't quite understand the meaning of the second half.

"Are all people the same?"

Zhu Youjian took two glass bowls of oranges from Wang Chengen's hands, handed one to the instructor, then sat down next to Guo Mingling and said, "What do you mean by fairness? What do you mean by fairness? There is no distinction between master and servant between you and me anymore!"

Zhu Youjian said as he peeled the orange and took a bite. He felt that the orange tasted really good: "Sir, you students and officials all know it."

Uh……

This sentence made Guo Mingling stunned.

The Minister of Supervision's legs trembled, and he fell to his knees with a plop: "Your Majesty, please don't do this, I am me! You are the emperor, how can you talk to a lowly minister like that?"

Zhu Youjian looked at the elder supervisor and said, "I want to ask, in this world, which is stronger, the wisdom of one person or the wisdom of many people?"

"All!" The Chief Inspector paused in the middle of his speech.

"That's right!" Zhu Youjian laughed, stretched out his hand and slapped the Supervisory Officer on the shoulder, causing him to tremble all over, and said, "Everyone is equal. Wasn't my ancestor also a commoner? How is he different from you?"

At this point, he suddenly became interested, Zhu Youjian said:
"No, there is no difference between kings, princes, generals and ministers. This is what is called 'the friendship of gentlemen'."

How can you allow others to snore? This is what a traitor would say!

Wang Chengen, who was following him, also knelt down and said, "Your Majesty, please don't talk nonsense. The emperor is the emperor, and I am just an ordinary citizen. No one in the world dares to talk to you."

Zhu Youjian was so frightened by Wang Chengen's kneeling that he was speechless, and the people around him looked at him with suspicion.

Wang Chengen was a little scared, so he leaned close to Zhu Youjian's ear and said, "If what you said is heard by those traitors, it would be like inciting them to rebel."

Yes, no emperor would say such things.

In the final analysis, it was because I was too impatient. These people had accepted the king's etiquette, which had long been engraved in their hearts and was not so easy to change.

Social fairness must be based on the development of productivity.

"However, we have to wait until the right time! I was just saying it casually!" Zhu Youjian said.

Strangely enough, everyone looked at Zhu Youjian with strange eyes.

If you look closely, you will find that this is a traitor.

Saying that an emperor is a traitor?

I am against myself? Is this true?
How did I become a traitor?

In fact, even Zhu Youjian was a little scared, as if what he had just said really meant there was a possibility of rebellion.

Ok.

Zhu Youjian changed the subject and said, "If you don't understand what I said, I won't blame you!"

……

After a long while, Guo Mingling gave up his seat to Chen Fan.

He probably didn't understand what Zhu Youjian was saying, and he didn't understand it. It wasn't until Zhu Youjian proposed reforms to reverse the decline of the Ming Dynasty that Guo Mingling's desire for change changed and began to rise.

Reform has always been a new thing. If no one can understand it, then what is it called reform? What is reform?

Zhu Youjian walked onto the stage and said something that struck everyone as fresh.

Zhu Youjian got a whiteboard from Song Yingxing, which was a small wooden board.

Written on this whiteboard are what Zhu Youjian once said to Song Yingxing. At that time, he said that the foundation of the country is education, and in the classroom, sand tables and paper are restricted, and some changes must be made.

So in this situation, Zhu Youjian asked him to make something that could be hung on the wall to make it easier for students to learn.

That's a blackboard.

In fact, when Zhu Youjian heard that Song Yingxing had made that white board, the shock and disbelief in his heart were real.

He didn't have much hope at first, but Song Yingxing actually made the world's first blank slate.

The blackboard in front of him was a special piece of wood covered with a layer of white paint, on which was also applied a special ink and charcoal.

It can be used to draw on white paper, or it can be wiped clean with a rag.

Zhu Youjian had tried it before, and although his drawings were a little unskilled, they still felt good.

There is a saying that we should not underestimate modern society, nor underestimate the wisdom of the ancients.

Sometimes, if the ancients were given a little inspiration, they could create the world.

In class, Zhu Youjian demonstrated how to use the whiteboard, leaving Guo Mingling stunned.

He always thought that all strange and bizarre things were low-class and useless.

However, Guo Mingling stood on the stage, holding a magic brush, and spoke eloquently on a white board in front of his invigilator.

When he was writing the Ming Dynasty Ode, he was thinking of one sentence:

"too delicious!"

Zhu Youjian looked at the shock on everyone's faces and suddenly slapped the table and said:

"Strange skills and ingenuity are the power of creation. Since ancient times, people have only read the books of saints and looked down on those fancy craftsmen. But, look at this."

"Mr. Song, Song Yingxing invented it!"

Zhu Youjian was slightly startled, then he emphasized his tone and continued:

"I would like to ask everyone here, is there anyone who can compare to my Song Yingxing and create so many useful things?"

This sentence is very profound and is obviously directed to all Confucian disciples inside and outside the school.

Don’t be fooled by the fact that these scholars all look honest and harmless.

Who made him the emperor?

"You underestimate Song Yingxing. In fact, in my eyes, Song Yingxing is more powerful than ten people!"

Words are spoken to oneself, to slap oneself in the face.

The Confucianists actually didn't take Song Yingxing seriously. In their eyes, Song Yingxing was just a scholar. He had no virtue or ability. It was a great shame for him to sit with them!
"Please come in, Song Yingxing!"

Zhu Youjian suddenly spoke, and all the Confucian disciples were stunned.

At this time, Song Yingxing came over. In fact, Zhu Youjian had already brought Song Yingxing here.

Zhu Youjian felt a little embarrassed when he saw Song Yingxing. There was even a clear scar on Song Yingxing's cheek.

Zhu Youjian told Shen Lian that this incident happened yesterday.

Song Yingxing originally wanted to give a speech to all the invigilators at yesterday's meeting because he had done his homework.

Unexpectedly, the scholar stopped Song Yingxing and said sarcastically: "A fool dares to enter the Imperial College. It really brings shame to scholars!"

Song Yingxing originally planned to swallow his anger, but in the school, several of his good students and students became more aggressive towards Song Yingxing.

A student said, "Sir Song, you really think you are the emperor. You are qualified to teach here. You must be a great scholar or a high-ranking official. Who do you think you are?"

Before Song Yingxing could refute, another student interrupted:
"Does he think he is the emperor? He really thinks he is the emperor."

He thought the student would express his opinion, but before he finished speaking, another person stood up:
"I've heard that the emperor's favorites are all dogs!"

This made Song Yingxing very angry, but he was unsure because he had just arrived and had never been to school, so his knowledge was not as good as these students.

So, he decided to swallow his anger and let the matter go.

But while Song Yingxing was teaching, a stone flew from somewhere and hit him on the head, leaving bruises all over his body.

Zhu Youjian said in a deep voice: "Boss Song, has someone bullied you?"

"I stand up and speak for you. If others don't respect you, they are ignoring me!"

Hearing these words, everyone trembled.

They looked at Song Yingxing, wanting to see whether Song Yingxing would give them up, and also wanted to see what Zhu Youjian would do to them. It was not clear yet, and no one could tell.

The eyes of Zhu Youjian and many scholars fell on Zhu Youjian, but soon they lowered their heads again, their hearts full of guilt and remorse.

"I won't blame you for questioning me, but it's a big mistake to question Mr. Song whom I respect!"

Zhu Youjian said loudly that now he already had some of the air of an emperor.

Song Yingxing took a step forward and glanced at the crowd, and everyone lowered their heads.

How terrible! How terrible! (End of this chapter)