Zhu Yuanzhang can see my dreams

Chapter 281 281 History is a mess

All eyes were turned to Wang Buli to see what kind of work this famous consort could do.

Wang Buli coughed slightly, not wheezing at all.

"The scenery of the North is covered in ice for thousands of miles and snow drifting for thousands of miles."

Nowadays, Song Lian, the leader of Confucianism, nodded slightly. With this move, Wang Buli directly dragged people to the cold northern scene. It is extremely good to use words and sentences to get a glimpse of the leopard.

He also prides himself on being a rough guy and has never read much.

Wang Buli, had he ever been bullied by scholars before?
Song Lian then thought about it. It was completely normal for him to be a low-level official and be employed by scholars.

The magistrate of Jiangning County had several rounds in his hands, that is to say, Wu Wei performed well and had not been skinned by the emperor.

"Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I can only see the vastness, and the river up and down suddenly stops flowing."

Cao Guogong Li Wenzhong nodded secretly after hearing this, he had really been to this.

Wang Buli never lowered his lips, and also stepped back, asking the next master to speak.

Why are you discriminating against me for being young?
However, he has no human rights, and no one cares about the "prodigy" going to the north to gain experience.

"Count the romantic figures, but also look at the present."

"It's all gone."

Hu Weiyong's heart skipped a beat.

Gan Luo could be worshiped as prime minister at the age of twelve, and I, Xie Lun, can't give in too much.

Zhu Biao chuckled, and then they all left.

It can be said that many people's appetites have been whetted by Wang Buli, and they want to see what he has to say next.

"On a clear day, it looks particularly charming when you look at the red dress."

Further away, Xie Jin, who was not selected because he was still young, kept screaming strangely while listening to Wang Buli read this poem.

Now he was envious of those classmates who could train Li Wenzhong, but Wang Buli directly kicked him off.

Zhu Yuanzhang soon received many looks at him, and he sat on the chair, holding back his excitement.

Although he could also write some poems, he did not dare to appear in front of his son-in-law.

Damn, he finally figured it out, Wang Buli is really good at flattering.

After the master behind Wang Buli stirred things up, no one came forward.

What does it mean to count celebrities and still look at the present?

I was originally afraid of the cold in the north, and felt that I would suffer if I went there.

Wang Buli ignored everyone's feelings. He only felt that he was excited.

There was no big expression on Zhu Yuanzhang's face, but the poem read by Wang Buli was still full of heroism.

The venue immediately became lively, with endless applause.

Song Lian opened his mouth, but he couldn't say anything he had prepared. The crowd was so excited that he didn't know how to control the situation, so he could only retreat.

Zhu Yuanzhang's mouth couldn't be suppressed immediately.

I never thought that the vast north could have such beautiful scenery!
You have to go and see this for yourself.

Hu Weiyong in the audience was amused. He had to say that Wang Buli, his son-in-law, was a good flatterer.

After Genghis Khan, there must be the present His Majesty.

The students who were close to the audience took the lead in cheering loudly.

Hearing this, Zhu Yuanzhang also had a look of disbelief on his face.

"There are so many beauties in the country that it attracts countless heroes to bow down."

Who is it today?
The answer is obvious.

The few people Wang Buli just commented on are all extremely brilliant emperors in history.

Countless heroes competing to bow?
Am I considered a hero who sacrificed his life for the country?
"I regret that the emperors of Qin and Han were slightly less talented in literature, and the ancestors of Tang and Song were slightly less elegant."

It’s not like I’ve stayed in the north in winter.

Hu Weiyong in the audience also frowned and looked up at Wang Buli who was still outputting.

We want to see how you brag.

Prince Zhu Biao secretly screamed in his heart, his brother-in-law's tone was quite serious.

"Silver snakes dance in the mountains, wax elephants ride in the mountains, and they want to compete with God!"

In this regard, they are really not good at this.

"A generation of arrogance, Genghis Khan, only knows how to bend the bow and shoot the eagle."

With just a few poems handed down from generation to generation, Wang Bu's reputation as the king of Ci in Ming Dynasty must be placed on Wang Bu's plowshare.

Such good words make me feel excited every time I read it.

"it is good."

Especially some people headed by Song Lian felt that Wang Buli had deceived some of their proud disciples.

Little did they know that taking the imperial examination was the biggest advantage of their group of disciples.

However, not many people are willing to listen to the teacher. They all say they want to go to the north to practice a little bit, how can they give up halfway?

Therefore, their last hope is that Jie Jin, a scholar who is a scholar, will not be allowed to participate in the training in any case.

In the end, it was Lao Zhu who had to step forward and give the order to set off.

We will set off directly today. The boats outside the city have been prepared for a long time. After crossing the Yangtze River, we will go our separate ways.

After all, today’s water transportation is different and is still under construction.

Wang Buli sat on the high platform and listened to Zhu Biao's praise:
"Brother-in-law, your poem is really heroic."

Wang Buli also nodded politely: "This song is my favorite. I hope more people can like it and praise it."

"Hahaha."

Zhu Yuanzhang laughed for a while and looked at Wang Buli with satisfaction:
"This word will definitely be famous throughout the ages. My dear son-in-law, I think you are a little too flattering to me."

Wang Buli made a sound.

Lao Zhu seems to have misunderstood.

However, Wang Buli didn't bother to explain at this time and just smiled to lighten the atmosphere.

He didn't jump up and taunt, Lao Deng, you deserve it!

Many people on and off the stage believed that Wang Buli’s last words depended on the current situation.

Who else could it be besides the current Emperor Hongwu?

Zhu Yuanzhang also had the same idea, so he was extremely proud.

Li Wenzhong patted Wang Buli on the shoulder with envy. This boy always surprises people. I wish his uncle would like him so much.

If this were the early years, it would be the treatment of being adopted as an adopted son.

It's just that during Lao Zhu's annexation of the world, many of his adopted sons died in battle.

Everyone gathered around Zhu Yuanzhang to discuss this poem enthusiastically, and Wang Buli was squeezed out.

It was only then that Li Jinglong strolled up from the stage:

"Uncle, what are you talking about? The students in the audience couldn't hold it any longer. I think Academician Song and the others just couldn't stop them and retreated without even saying a word."

"Give them a shot of chicken blood and encourage them to work hard so that they can become high officials in the future."

Wang Buli joked casually.

"So many people are becoming high-ranking officials, unless all these high-ranking officials in the imperial court die."

Li Jinglong felt something was wrong.

How can there be so many positions for young people in the imperial court?
What's more, there are a large number of second-generation nobles like him waiting to take over their father's position in the court.

Aren't their students usually very smart, so why were they fooled by their uncle?
This can be understood after a little calculation.

Besides, Huaixi people now occupy official positions of all sizes in the court, who doesn’t know?
In the entire city of Nanjing, there are many more Huaixi people than locals.

"Hey, you don't dare to say such nonsense."

Zhu Biao quickly scolded his nephew. Even though he knew his father's plan, he could never tell such things to anyone.

Otherwise, the more people who know, the greater the possibility of leaks.

Li Jinglong laughed twice and ignored the matter.

Zhu Biao glanced at Wang Buli and thought, wouldn't he guess his father's plan?

However, Zhu Biao did not panic. The political status of the Imperial College students had been planned long ago, and they were all reserve officials.

Zhu Biao breathed a sigh of relief, and Wang Buli did not continue talking about this topic.

"By the way, uncle, did you come up with the thing you said you would bring me to make some money last time?"

Li Jinglong heard that the Princess Mansion recently bought a lot of fat pigs and eggs. The meat was too much to eat. In addition to giving it to himself, he also sent it to the county government to entertain the officials.

Therefore, he guessed that the raw materials from pigs must be what Wang Buli needed.

"Nope."

Wang Buli also couldn't hide the fact that he was making pigs. It was hard to avoid being noticed when he openly purchased so many pigs.

"I'm just making some new food, called pig offal porridge." Wang Buli didn't reveal much:

"When it's done, I'll send someone to Ye Qinhuai to send you some. How does it taste?"

Li Jinglong has never tried pork offal porridge, a famous Cantonese snack.

Ever since he tasted Wang Buli's preference for adding secret ingredients when cooking, he has missed the taste.

"Okay, okay." Li Jinglong agreed quickly. He found that people like Wang Buli can enjoy life.

Let's eat, drink and be merry, he is good at it all and is particularly good at it.

Even if he is not worthy for a long time, His Majesty will not blame him.

This alone was enough to make Li Jinglong's eyes turn red with envy.

For a person like him, once His Majesty tells him something, he must immediately get involved and want to do it right away before reporting to His Majesty.

Not like Wang Buli, even though the emperor had told him something.

It was also done slowly, without any intention of showing off one's self.

Just with this mentality, Li Jinglong felt that he was far behind Wang Buli.

I want to learn, but I’m not so confident!
Li Jinglong felt that he wanted too much and was not as free and easy as Wang Buli at all. He really couldn't imitate him.

Apart from inheriting the title of his father Cao Guogong, he had no other choice.

Perhaps in two years' time, if His Majesty uses troops against Beiyuan, it will be his opportunity to go to the battlefield.

Zhu Biao listened to Wang Buli's perfunctory words and didn't know which part of the pig the soap raw material he mentioned originally came from.

Zhu Biao really couldn't imagine how smelly the pigs were.

What magic tricks could Wang Buli have to turn this smell into something fragrant?

I have always been very curious, but there is no channel. The key is that Wang Buli can still keep secrets on this point.

Zhu Yuanzhang was in a good mood today. On the one hand, this group of students finally set off to the north.

The other is that Wang Buli praised him so much, which really made Lao Zhu feel a little elated.

We can compare with Qin Emperor, Han Wu, Tang Zong, Song Zu, and Genghis Khan!
Hahaha.

Zhu Yuanzhang was ecstatic in his heart, and the discussion among the courtiers around him made him even more complacent.

If others brag about Lao Zhu, Zhu Yuanzhang is not so proud.

Wang Buli is a person who can enter the fairyland and activate magical weapons.

Can he represent ordinary people?

At first glance, he looks like a man of great fortune and wealth, and what he says must be true.

In particular, Zhu Yuanzhang felt that Wang Buli seldom praised him, unlike those ministers.

So as soon as this poem came out today, Zhu Yuanzhang's favorable impression of Wang Buli skyrocketed.

As a son-in-law, we really feel sorry for him for nothing!

So he waved his hand and said, "You all should go and do what you are supposed to do." Lao Zhu said that he would drive back to the palace.

By the way, Wang Buli finally came out for a trip. Anyway, he came here. He came back to the palace with me, just in time to discuss things.

As a result, the flow of people in the city went in opposite directions, with a large number of students carrying packages out of the city, while the emperor's guard of honor returned to the palace.

Hu Weiyong originally wanted to chat with Wang Buli on the road.

As a result, he was called by the emperor to serve as a charioteer.

Hey.

Hu Weiyong really couldn't understand it more and more.

After all, the only person the emperor's chariot can get up to is the prince.

Now there is another son-in-law.

His Majesty's favor towards Wang Buli was so outstanding that Hu Weiyong was particularly puzzled.

Is it possible that there is some life-threatening task that needs to be entrusted to the son-in-law, such as killing the Emperor of Beiyuan?
Otherwise, Hu Weiyong could not figure out why the emperor favored Wang Buli, a commoner's consort, so favorably.

There is no power behind him. His father still relies on Wang Buli's relationship to be able to talk to many nobles.

After all, his father was also involved in the construction of a doctor's hospital in the city.

This was the first time for Wang Buli to step on this big sedan chair.

There were a large group of people carrying the sedan chair, and Wang Buli couldn't feel the slightest bump while sitting on it.

This is equivalent to an extended version of Rolls-Royce, it is simply too luxurious.

Lao Zhu is very particular about bike frames, and he also prohibits anyone under his command from making mistakes and overstepping the bounds. Once discovered, he will be severely punished.

"Bu Li, this poem is well written, we like it very much."

Zhu Yuanzhang sat in the middle, and Zhu Biao and Wang Buli sat on the left and right.

"It would be great if my father-in-law likes it."

Wang Buli sat on the soft cushion and looked at the sedan with his eyes.

It looks luxurious, but it is not fully functional, not as good as the legendary Zhang Juzheng's sedan.

It is said to be larger than this, with a toilet and kitchen inside.

It's like holding up a small house.

"But I have some questions. How can you imagine those scenes if you have never been to the north?"

Wang Buli said indifferently: "It's not like you have to see the poem with your own eyes. Could it be that Li Taibai, the immortal poet, went to measure it in person as it flew down three thousand feet?"

"Hahaha."

Zhu Yuanzhang pointed at Wang Buli, "You are such a slippery man."

But I am happy today and will not argue with you.

Zhu Biao also smiled when he heard this. His father always wanted to trick Wang Buli.

I don’t know if Wang Buli really doesn’t know or is pretending not to know. What he says is always so reasonable that no one can see any flaws.

Seeing that Zhu Yuanzhang could not ask anything, he immediately turned to business:
"Buli, actually I have always been worried, and I want you to help us analyze it.

After all, we are a family, and among these foreign ministers, you, our son-in-law, are the most trustworthy to us. "

It's over.

Wang Buli complained secretly in his heart.

It seems that Lao Zhu's attitude is to share secrets that cannot be told outside!

Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to stack buffs on himself first.

I just don’t know what aspect Lao Zhu wants to share.

After all, I know too many royal secrets, which is really troublesome.

If Queen Ma said that we are a family, then Wang Buli would believe it, but if Lao Zhu said this, he would also believe it if Queen Ma was present.

Just because Lao Zhu said it in front of his son, Wang Buli's trust in his heart was weakened by three points.

He has long been a mature political machine, and even if he makes a promise, he can change it at will.

"My father-in-law said, if my son-in-law can come up with ideas, he will definitely do so."

"Okay." Zhu Yuanzhang did not give Wang Buli a chance to refuse:
"I think about it again, if I pass away and Biao'er also passes away, his son will need to inherit the throne when he is just seven or eight years old, and Biao'er will leave four auxiliary ministers.

But the auxiliary minister killed the other three through a coup.

Our good grandson's mother and the eunuchs around her all turned to the auxiliary minister in the court, and he was about to become regent.

Do you think there is a solution to this situation? "

"what?"

Wang Buli wondered how Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly thought of this situation.

It sounded more and more like the chaos of the world he knew in history.

There are shadows of Dorgon and Obai, the collusion between the queen, eunuchs and auxiliary ministers, and a bit of Zhang Juzheng.

"and many more."

Wang Buli was suddenly shocked.

Good guy, there are only three of us in this big sedan.

Lao Zhu, assuming that both your father and son are dead, the assistant minister is obviously me?
Do you suspect that I will join forces with Zhu Biao, his wife and the eunuchs around the young emperor, kill the other auxiliary ministers, and then play the role of regent?
I bother.

Lao Zhu, you are too good at setting up imaginary enemies for yourself. I am just a part-time worker, so why should I be buried with you in the Ming Dynasty!
Since ancient times, several auxiliary ministers have had good outcomes.

"How could my father-in-law have such an idea?"

“I’ve been reading history books recently and I have some thoughts, but I haven’t been able to find a suitable way to deal with it.”

Wang Buli rolled his eyes. I wonder if you have read the unofficial history of selling hooks.

He finally understood that Lao Zhu had been designing the system for the sake of the Ming Dynasty for generations to come.

Wang Buli knew that Lao Zhu's worries were in vain. After you die, the Jingnan War will follow.

It’s not like I, a powerful minister, killed the other auxiliary ministers and became regents. With Zhu Xiaosi here, it’s my turn to be the regent?
Lao Zhu really doesn’t understand the Ming Dynasty!
"Father-in-law, I don't know what to do about this kind of thing." Wang Buli shook his head slightly:

"The main thing is that the Assistant Minister killed the other three by himself. Is it possible that no one in the court can stop him?
As for those people in the noble group, the civil and military forces of the Ming Dynasty checked and balanced each other, and the civil servants were not the only ones! "

Yes.

Zhu Yuanzhang was also wondering, where have all the distinguished officials of the Ming Dynasty gone?
He has never understood that even if he suppresses military personnel, it is not as if there is not a single noble minister in charge of military power in the court.

Long Qing just called three civil servants as auxiliary ministers, which was not right at all.

Who holds the military power?
The honorable nobles are unreliable. In the end, the only ones who can handle the matter are the vassal kings from various places. Why don't any of them show up?

Could it be that some descendant took away the military power of the feudal king just like setting up a new cabinet system?
Or maybe after Laosi, there was also the Seven Kingdoms Rebellion like the Han Dynasty?

Zhu Yuanzhang always felt that the system he designed was not a big problem, and that as long as his descendants followed it properly, he could rule steadily.

But he had already discovered many problems, all of which gave him a headache, so he took the opportunity to ask Wang Buli.

(End of this chapter)