Chapter 14: Fell to death in the street!

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, as if he was not surprised.

He clapped his hands as if he were brushing off dust to get rid of some of the bread crumbs in his hands, and then wiped his hands with a rag.

Then he looked at Zhu Biao again and said, "Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, we have not been well received by these Confucian scholars. I don't know how many Confucian scholars have scolded us in private, but in fact, my heart is as clear as a mirror."

"But we are not afraid."

"We crawled out of a pile of dead bodies. Can we be scolded to death by these Confucian scholars?"

"Right now, there are countless Confucian scholars in the world who are thinking that the Yuan people will come back and destroy our Ming Dynasty."

"When we conquered the Yuan capital, so many scholars and civil servants in the city cheered for the Mongols, and so many died for the Yuan."

"We all saw it."

"From then on, we knew that these Confucian scholars could not be fed. They just wanted to kneel down and pledge allegiance to the barbarians."

"But we have a knife in our hands."

"If they dare to flirt with the barbarians in front of us, we will kill them all. We don't even want these people to be loyal to us or the Ming Dynasty."

"We just put a knife on their necks and make them do things for us. If they do a good job, we will reward them. If they don't, we will kill them."

"We won't spoil it!"

Zhu Yuanzhang's voice was very cold, filled with murderous intent and disdain. This murderous aura was almost undisguised and naked.

He didn't think he did anything wrong.

Compared to trust people.

He would rather trust the knife in his hand.

Zhu Yuanzhang raised his eyes, suppressed the murderous intent in his eyes, and returned to his original indifferent attitude, saying: "Tell us about it."

"How did this person curse our Ming Dynasty? How did he call for the souls of the barbarians?"

Zhu Biao shook his head.

This time, my father guessed wrong.

This person was not cheering for the Yuan people, nor was he calling back the souls of the Yuan people who fled north, but was targeting his father and the Ming Dynasty.

Zhu Biao said: "This man is not speaking out for the Mongols in the Northern Yuan Dynasty, but is only against my father and the Ming Dynasty, believing that the Ming Dynasty will be destroyed by the peasant uprising."

"Because my father doesn't love the people."

Zhu Yuanzhang sneered, his eyes full of contempt and disdain. If it were someone else, he might have thought about how to refute, but saying that he did not love the people was simply nonsense.

There was no need for him to refute this.

No one will believe it.

The greatest pride and honor in his life was his love for the people, which earned him the love of the people. Whenever he received praise from the people, even if it was just a memorial presented by an official, he would be happy for a long time.

He came from the lower class and was well aware of the sufferings of the people.

If he did not love the people, how could he put them first? How could he set the land rent for the people early on, and how could he repeatedly reduce and exempt miscellaneous taxes?
Zhu Yuanzhang did not get angry but laughed and said: "I don't love the people? Haha, among all the emperors in the past dynasties, I am the one who loves the people the most. Even Emperor Wen of the Han Dynasty is not as good as me."

"If it weren't for us, the people of the world would still be living under the iron hoof of the Yuan people, and the people would be living in misery. If it weren't for us to restore China, our great country would have been destroyed long ago."

"Right now, the people of our Ming Dynasty live and work in peace and contentment. We have also established a ancestral precept that our descendants shall not raise taxes. Will the people rebel against us?"

Zhu Yuanzhang scoffed at these words.

Zhu Biao also said: "Father's achievements in the world are not known to outsiders at all, and these rumors will never be heard of."

“It can only make people laugh.”

"But this person does seem to be different from the anti-Ming people in the past. In that article, he made an evaluation of the achievements made by my father."

"I call my father's governance of the world the Hongwu Reign, which is comparable to other great reigns in history."

Hear the words.

Zhu Yuanzhang looked slightly surprised. "Hongwu Reign?" Zhu Yuanzhang chewed on the name, nodded with satisfaction, and said with a smile: "This is a good name."

"No matter how much these people slander us, our achievements are real. Even these traitors have to admit it."

Zhu Yuanzhang was smiling.

Even though this man was determined to oppose the Ming Dynasty, he still had to acknowledge his contributions to the world. This kind of praise from his enemy made Zhu Yuanzhang even happier.

Zhu Biao showed a trace of struggle and hesitated for a moment. He did not say "this is all fake". He skipped this part and jumped directly to treating the people as slaves and the officials as farmhands.

There are also those who only focus on catching peasant soldiers.

After hearing these words, Zhu Yuanzhang's expression suddenly changed. His originally smiling face was now filled with rage and horror, and his eyes were wide open as if he wanted to eat someone.

It seemed as if his thoughts were guessed.

Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes widened like a mad lion, and he angrily said, "Nonsense, when did we do this?!"

"A bunch of nonsense."

"Mao Xiang!"

"Come in here."

"I now order you to find the person who wrote the anti-China article right now. I want you to throw him to death in the street!"

"You are courting death if you talk nonsense about us."

Zhu Yuanzhang was like an enraged lion at this moment. He was filled with rage and the murderous intent in his eyes reached the sky. Even though Zhu Biao was four or five feet away, he still felt like he was trapped in a sea of ​​corpses and blood, and he was almost suffocating.

Mao Xiang entered the hall trembling with fear.

Zhu Biao, who was standing by, winked at Mao Xiang, signaling him not to act rashly. Then, he suppressed his panic and said, "Father."

"I don't think we should be so careless."

"Father has devoted all his energy to the world, which these people don't know at all. Father's wisdom and bravery are also not something these people can understand."

"If we kill him like this, I think it would be too easy for him. If it gets out, it would ruin my father's reputation."

"I thought that the emperor was so angry that he wanted to kill people so eagerly."

"I want to have him enter the palace and refute the rebellion in person, so that he will die with a clear conscience and know how much his father has done for the country."

"And if he is the only one left, it doesn't matter if he is killed early or late. If he can realize how wrong his thoughts are before he dies, I think it will be far more effective than killing him directly."

"It can also be used to announce to the world that my father's name is vindicated and that the Ming Dynasty will never allow these shady and sinister people to continue to slander and defame us."

"If he has any accomplices."

"Even if his words are harder than stone, I can still find a way to pry out his accomplices and catch them all in one fell swoop to serve as a warning to others."

"The sky net is vast, sparse and not leaking."

"As your father's eldest son, I will never tolerate your father being humiliated like this."

"Please grant me your permission, Father."

Zhu Yuanzhang had a gloomy face and stared at Zhu Biao for a long time without saying a word.

Zhu Yuanzhang calmed down, his eyes uncertain, and said in a cold voice: "We have come through mountains of blood and mountains of corpses, and we have seen all kinds of storms. What does this little humiliation and insult mean to us?"

"How can we take these words to heart?"

"But since you are so willing, let's let him live a little longer and hand in this test paper. We want to see who is so brave."

Zhu Biao trembled, and without any hesitation, he handed over the test paper in his hand.

hiss!
Only a tearing sound was heard, and the place where the name was originally covered tightly was now directly exposed to the field of vision.

Summer White!!

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