Ming Dynasty: Domination of the World from the Imperial Examination

Chapter 27 It’s the people who should be asked!

Xia Zhibai stepped forward.

Die with honor.

Zhu Biao raised his head and looked at Xia Zhibai's figure getting farther and farther away. He felt his heart tremble and an inexplicable feeling of palpitations surged in his heart.

He really wanted to call out to Xia Zhibai.

But what his father has decided is not something he can easily change.

He tried.

They were all severely scolded by their father.

Especially after his mother passed away, he dared not to contradict or disobey easily. He was afraid and terrified of Zhu Yuanzhang from the bottom of his heart.

It's just that a man of ambition and noble character and integrity like Xia Zhibai died just like that, which is ultimately a loss for the Ming Dynasty.

He couldn't bear it.

He had a strong premonition that perhaps, as Xia Zhibai said, his fall and death might not represent only him.

Rather, it was the collapse of the backbone and integrity of the entire Ming Dynasty people.

Thinking of this scene, he suddenly remembered a line of poetry that he used to despise: 'One hundred and four hundred thousand people took off their armor, but not one of them was a man.'

Now, this sentence seems to fall on the head of the Ming Dynasty. It’s just that those who surrendered and laid down their armor were only the Shu army of the Five Dynasties, but the Ming Dynasty was afraid that it was the entire world that surrendered.

How could the Ming Dynasty, which lacked courage and backbone, really hold on to the world? When the Ming Dynasty encountered danger, who among the ministers could it rely on?
Who else dares to rely on?
A gentleman does not stand on a dangerous wall, and a wise man does not fall into an overturned nest.

Could it be that the future emperors of the Ming Dynasty could only rely on themselves to defend the Ming Dynasty and be forced to do what "the emperor guards the national gate and the monarch dies for the country"?
Otherwise, it will just keep shrinking.

Wouldn't it be a joke that the empire my father worked so hard to conquer and the Ming Dynasty he founded would become a joke?

How long can such a Ming Dynasty last?

Zhu Biao's mind was in a mess.

Xia Zhibai's words plunged him into endless fear and anxiety. For the first time in his life, he felt so suffocated and helpless.

He felt that the sky of the Ming Dynasty seemed to be collapsing, and that his father, the emperor whom he had been so proud of, seemed no longer able to hold up the sky.

Zhu Biao's vision was a little blurry.

His mind was empty, and Xia Zhibai's figure gradually faded away, replaced by a simple and gentle figure.

Seeing this familiar and friendly figure, Zhu Biao's eyes suddenly turned red and tears welled up in the corners of his eyes. His uneasy and anxious mood suddenly calmed down with the appearance of this person.

"Mother."

"I don't know what to do."

"I am in so much pain now."

Zhu Biao cried and asked Queen Ma, but Queen Ma did not say a word. She just looked at Zhu Biao with gentleness and kindness, and nodded with a smile.

Zhu Biao lowered his head, revealing his grievance and fear: "Mother, I dare not go to plead for mercy. I cannot convince my father."

"My son...is afraid."

Ma Xiuying stretched out her hand, placed it on Zhu Biao's head, and gently soothed him, just as she had done in the past, soothing Zhu Biao's uneasy and fearful heart.

With Ma Xiuying's comfort, Zhu Biao gradually calmed down. Suddenly, he seemed to think of something in his mind, and a gleam of light appeared in his eyes.

He raised his head excitedly and said, "Mother, I have thought of a way. I..."

Just when Zhu Biao excitedly wanted to share it with Empress Ma, he looked up but Empress Ma was gone. Zhu Biao was startled and looked around hurriedly, trying to find that familiar figure.

finally.

Zhu Biao shook his body and came to his senses.

His face was full of bitterness. There was no Queen Ma. It was just a fantasy and obsession formed because he missed his mother too much.

If the queen mother were still alive.

He wouldn't be so nervous.

There is always a safe haven.

Zhu Biao stretched out his hand, trying to retain something, but in the end he caught nothing.

He sighed softly, collected his thoughts, and stopped immersing himself in it. He looked up at Xia Zhibai and said loudly, "Mr. Xia, Zhu Biao has another question."

"Please answer my questions, sir."

"Zhu Biao remembered that the teacher had written the following words on the test paper." "As a ruler, one who is in charge of long-term policies, one should devote all his energy to the major affairs of the country, take the people's livelihood as the priority, take the world as the foundation, and develop the people's livelihood."

"To find a grain yield of 1,000 catties per mu, to create a horse that can travel a thousand miles a day, to kill the fire dragon that can kill enemies thousands of miles away, to call the wind and rain, to control everything in the world."

"This is how we become a great country."

"Zhu Biao is very curious about this. In Mr. Xia's eyes, can all this really be achieved? Can such a grand occasion really appear in this world?"

Xia Zhibai did not look back and continued walking forward, but his voice spread out, very confident and firm.

"can."

“And it certainly can.”

Zhu Biao's face lit up with joy, and he continued, "May I ask if you know how to do this, sir?"

Zhu Biao looked at Xia Zhibai anxiously.

The hint he gave was obvious enough. As long as Xia Zhibai nodded and said that he had a way, he could use this as an excuse to persuade Zhu Yuanzhang to spare his life.

He believed.

Xia Zhibai could understand his intention.

Xia Zhibai stopped.

He did not turn around, but stretched out his hand, pointed at the magnificent palace in front of him, and said with a smile: "Your Highness, do you know who built these palaces?"

Zhu Biao was stunned.

He looked up at the majestic palace in front of him, and a complex look flashed in his eyes.

He knows the answer.

But this wasn't the answer he wanted.

Xia Zhibai said with a serious expression, solemn eyes and proper pronunciation: "It's the people!"

"You should ask them."

“Many things in this world cannot be accomplished by one person alone, but rely on the collective strength and the wisdom of the people of the world.”

"I can not do it."

“But they certainly can.”

"The wisdom of the people is infinite. It is they who have created seemingly impossible things in the world. You should not ask me, but ask those diligent and responsible people."

"They are the creators of the world, and they are the ones who are creating miracles."

"If they can't do it, then no one in the world can do it, and it's even more impossible for me to do it alone. I don't have that much ability."

"The power of one person is ultimately limited, but I always believe that the power and wisdom of a united people is unlimited."

“They have endless possibilities and a future.”

"People."

“Only the people!”

"To be able to accomplish those feats."

"The only ones you should trust are them, if you really love the people."

Xia Zhibai retracted his gaze, looked at Mao Xiang beside him, and said, "Let's go, it's time to get on the road."

Mao Xiang was stunned.

He turned to look at Zhu Biao, wanting to know Zhu Biao's attitude and thoughts. Zhu Biao opened his mouth but said nothing.

a long time.

Zhu Biao bowed to Xia Zhibai with a complicated expression and said, "Please go slowly, sir."

Xia Zhibai nodded and followed Mao Xiang outside. Wuying Hall was where Zhu Yuanzhang rested, and blood should not be seen there.

Zhu Biao did not watch Xia Zhibai leave. He just took a deep breath, adjusted his mentality, suppressed the fear in his heart, and stepped into the Wuying Hall.

This time.

He wants to give it a try.

Try it once anyway.

(End of this chapter)