"This Song Weizong is a rare talent. It's a pity that he was born in the wrong imperial family. If it weren't for this, it would be better to be a romantic talent than to be taken away by someone!" Eunuch Pan looked at the calligraphy and painting and said to himself. Seeing Xiao Yun was fascinated by hearing it, he laughed and said, "Our family is talking nonsense, disturbing the young master, I hope he will forgive me!"

Xiao Yun was listening with relish. When Eunuch Pan said this, he hurriedly said, "My father-in-law is knowledgeable and admires me very much. If Song Weizong followed his father-in-law's words, he might be a person like Li Bai and Su Shi. People in the world are afraid of marveling at his talent. How could he be scolded like this?"

Because Eunuch Pan is an eunuch, the self-proclaimed literati and scholars in the mansion never look at him directly, let alone listen to his words. Xiao Yun was not only very polite to him, but also willing to listen to his nagging for a long time, which was enough to make Eunuch Pan cry.

Seeing Xiao Yun frowning, he looked around and suddenly leaned in Xiao Yun's ear and whispered: "The Duke of the State will go to the study to read military books at noon every day. If you really have an urgent matter, you can not walk away in the study in the afternoon, so as to ensure that you can see the Duke of the State."

Xiao Yun knew that Eunuch Pan had been following Zhu Yuanzhang for some time, and he made a point of saying this. He thanked him immediately and walked along the corridor to look at Zhu Yuanzhang's study.

Zhu Yuanzhang's study is located at the southernmost point of Yingtian Prefecture, surrounded by pines, two small paths between the forests lead to secluded places, flowers and plants can be seen everywhere by the road, flowers are everywhere, and the fragrance is soaring. Xiao Yun felt like a dream, and thought to himself: "It's no wonder that Zhu Yuanzhang insisted on using Yingtian Prefecture as the capital after he unified the world? But this beautiful scenery is probably beyond Yuan Dadu, and is it really nowhere to compare?"

Eunuch Pan pointed to a palace in front and bowed, "This is the Duke's study. The young master is waiting here for a long time. The Duke has ordered that if the young master needs it, just keep his words. The mansion has already arranged everything and is always waiting for the young master to send him!"

After saying that, he glanced at the surroundings and whispered: "After noon, the lord will come to the study. If the young master is hungry, let the palace maids in the mansion send some food first, otherwise they will be hungry in a while!"

Xiao Yun nodded and thanked him, and walked straight into Zhu Yuanzhang's study. The study was not big. The main room consisted of three wing rooms. Three horizontal plaques of "Wuluan Pavilion" were hung on the main room. Although Xiao Yun had no research on calligraphy, he still recognized these three from Zhu Yuanzhang's handwriting at a glance.

Xiao Yun looked at it for a while, and saw that the door was wide open, and no longer hesitated. He walked in with his foot. The decoration of the main room was extremely simple, and he did not see the carved dragons and paintings of phoenixes that Xiao Yun imagined. There were four treasures of the study on the desk, and there were calligraphy and paintings hanging on the left and right walls. The scroll was brightly colored. As soon as Xiao Yun entered the hall, his eyes fell on the calligraphy and paintings, and he could never take back his eyes.

The calligraphy and paintings are not big, but the calligraphy is thin, vigorous and vigorous, and the dots and strokes are naive and smooth, which gives the natural and vivid interest. The strokes are natural and smooth, with vivid ornaments, and the style is unique.

Xiao Yun did not understand calligraphy, but he was quite knowledgeable about calligraphy in later generations. Seeing that this calligraphy was erect but had a strong skill, what was even more rare was that this calligraphy, combined with Zhu Yuanzhang's personality, actually gave birth to a magnificent atmosphere. Xiao Yun was fascinated by the sight, and the scene of Zhu Yuanzhang wielding his pen appeared in front of him.

After reading the words for a long time, Xiao Yun then saw clearly that the words and paintings were actually written in a poem. Xiao Yun was not interested in poetry, songs and other ancient talents, but in the 21st century, he had read many poems in order to cope with exams. He knew that these poems and songs that were casually chanted by ancient literati and poets were not something that everyone could understand. It required a kind of cultural precipitation. I suddenly saw this poem. It was hard for Xiao Yun to imagine that a person who let go of a cow, had to eat, was a monk, and was a thief, had a resistance to literati. He was abridged to "Mencius" and once made all officials of Confucius and Mencius panic, and hurriedly moved out lies such as "days" and "stars" that fooled the hero of this grass-roots emperor. There was a poem hanging in the study.

"I don't send flowers when they are blooming, and if they are blooming, I'll scare you to kill them! If you want to fight the West Wind, you will wear golden armor all over you!"

Xiao Yun muttered silently, and in the end he would not have a strong murderous aura. What kind of murderous aura should be like? Xiao Yun didn't know. He thought in his mind that in recent years, Zhu Yuanzhang went from a cowherd kid who was slaughtered to a poor monk who was blasphemous, to a marshal who was now holding hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses. He had never lost a trace of murderous aura along the way. Without this murderous aura, Zhu Yuanzhang could still be Zhu Yuanzhang today, or the future Hongwu Emperor.

Xiao Yun stood in front of this calligraphy and painting for a long time. He only heard the sound of "dong dong dong" outside the door, and then turned around and shouted, "Who?" Hearing Eunuch Pan outside the door, he whispered: "The sun is already hit, please be prepared. I heard someone from General Xu's mansion saying that the Duke has completed military affairs and is rushing back! The slave was afraid that the Duke would be in a hurry to see the Duke, and he would be rude and remind him kindly!"

Xiao Yun was shocked and said to himself: "Here you come back! It's so good!" He thanked the outsider. But he heard Eunuch Pan laughing and said: "Young Master, be polite. Just be kind to your son, helping you with this little bit of care is nothing?"

Xiao Yun smiled bitterly, not knowing what to say, so he simply sat down and had tea to wait for Zhu Yuanzhang.

Although May was not yet summer, the sun was still a little hot in the afternoon. Zhu Yuanzhang was wearing a stomach armor, iron armor to his cheeks, and his entire neck was covered in the armor, with half of his face covering it. At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang was sweating all over, but he was in a good mood. His bad luck finally changed a little.

Early in the morning, the envoy who had been lurking in the Great Zhou finally returned to Yingtian Mansion, and lived up to the expectations and successfully delivered the letter that had been sent to the Great Zhou Emperor Zhang Shicheng. This was undoubtedly good news for Zhu Yuanzhang. Since conquering Yingtian, Zhang Shicheng relied on the battle of Gaoyou to conquer the cities and occupy a lot of territory. The entire Jiangnan, only Yingtian fell into his own hands. Zhang Shicheng would not let go of the ancient capital of the Six Dynasties, the purple Qi of Jinling, and Zhang Shicheng sent many troops to attack. Fortunately, Zhu Yuanzhang relied on the strong support of Xu Da, Chang Yuchun and his generals, but finally did not let Zhang Shicheng take any advantage. However, the soldiers had just occupied Yingtian and were at the time of accumulating grain. They were somewhat concerned about Zhang Shicheng and Zhu Yuanzhang. After some discussion, Zhu Yuanzhang decided to negotiate with Zhang Shicheng.

For this reason, he sent someone to contact the envoy of the Great Zhou Dynasty several times, but he was either killed or cut off his ear and sent back. If it weren't for the sudden attack of Xu Shouhui, he would have wanted to fight with the private salt dealer with his temperament. But at this time, he was no longer the young monk who had just started a new cottage. What he wanted was not just a Haozhou City, but what he wanted was the whole world! To get the world, you must tolerate it, and what ordinary people could not tolerate it. So what if Zhang Shicheng was a private salt dealer, what if he tolerated it?

This instinct really worked. The envoy lurked in the Great Zhou, who did not know what the envoy lurked in the Great Zhou, actually delivered his handwritten letter to Zhang Shicheng, and asked Zhang Shicheng to temporarily stop attacking Yingtian. How did this make Zhu Yuanzhang unhappy? For this reason, he went to the Governor's Office to inform Xu Da, Chang Yuchun, Feng Guosheng, Tang He and others of the good brothers! At this moment, the brothers were relieved and the hearts of Zhu Yuanzhang were as if they had eaten honey.

"Build high walls, accumulate grain, and slowly become king. Mr. Zhu's method is really good! How great would it be if there was another talent like Mr. Zhu?" Zhu Yuanzhang murmured twice, and his brows, which had been stretched, began to shrink again. He wiped the sweat from his forehead, looked up at the sky, and said to himself: "Oh, it's already noon, it's time to study!"

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The origin of the city is full of golden armor”

"When autumn comes, the eighth-skin blooms, and the flowers will kill you. The fragrance array soars into the sky and the city of Chang'an is full of golden armor." This is the "Faith Fu Ju" written by Huang Chao after failing the Chang'an imperial examination. The difference between the heroic poems and the poems of literati is obvious at a glance. "When the flowers are blooming, I don't have any pain. The pancreas is ⑹Boshas. The hail and the west wind fight, and they wear golden armor all over the body." This is the poem of chrysanthemums by Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, many years later. I don't know if it was influenced by Huang Chao's poems back then. The poems are lighter than Huang Chao's "Faith Fu Ju" and are even more murderous. The ancients said that "literature is like the person", but in life, there are often different styles of writing and people, but poetry is like the person, but it is basically not lost. Maybe because good poems are often the natural burst of thoughts in a moment, and there is no time to fake it.

Huang Chao loved chrysanthemums all his life, and all the existing poems that can be confirmed are works of chanting chrysanthemums. Zhang Duanyi of the Song Dynasty recorded that when Huang Chao was 5 years old, his father and grandfather wrote a couplet with chrysanthemums as the title. Grandfather thought hard and could not continue. Huang Chao on one side replied casually: "It is worthy of being the head of the hundred flowers, and naturally the heaven is given a yellow yellow robe." His father was shocked and wanted to teach him a lesson. Grandfather hurriedly said: "The grandson can poems, but he doesn't know the importance of it, so he can write another article." He chanted in response: "Sa sao"

The sauna is full of the yard, and the cold stamens are cold and the butterflies are hard to come. If I were the Emperor of Qing in the past, I would be rewarded with the peach blossoms in the same place." This is another poem by Huang Chao, which is included in the "Complete Tang Poems". In the Tang Dynasty, peony was admired and peony was regarded as a national flower. "The History of the National" by Li Zhao, a Tang Dynasty, recorded: "The capital has been traveling to the capital for more than 30 years. Every spring evening, the carriages and horses are ashamed to not be indulge in playing." Huang Chao turned against the trend and favored chrysanthemums, and seemed to have an innate rebellious gene in his bones.

In 880 AD, Huang Chao's rebel army captured Chang'an, Huang Chao became the emperor, and the country was named Daqi. He finally realized the ideal of "carrying golden armor all over the city", but Chang'an experienced a catastrophe. Huang Chao's troops burned, killed and looted, and did everything. After Huang Chao was driven out of Chang'an by a small group of Tang army for the first time, he killed and shot him back. Huang Chao, who regained control of Chang'an, hated the people's welcome to the Tang army and ordered the city to massacre. After the massacre, Huang Chao's troops lost their food source. Under the encirclement of the Tang army, they had to "feed for people", which lasted for more than a year.

After retreating from Chang'an, Huang Chao once besieged Chenzhou, and the governor of Chenzhou Zhao defended his life. Huang Chao's army was seriously short of food. In the end, he ate the people, prisoners of war, and the bodies of soldiers who were killed in battle as "military rations". In June 883 AD, Huang Chao's uprising failed. In the wolf and tiger valley of Mount Tai, Huang Chao, who committed crimes against humanity, swung his sword and committed suicide.
Chapter completed!