Chapter 102: Killing and setting fires

"Zhao Jun used it? What did he do?" Lu Lu Zeng was stunned and asked in surprise.

Although the Red Turban Army put him under house arrest in this house, he did not restrict any scope of action on his four servants carrying sliders. Therefore, through the servant's work, he had already inquired about the internal structure of the Xuzhou Red Turban Army and what he had done since the rebellion. He had long known that Zhao Junyong was the chief of the marching army of Xuzhou Red Turban Army and the number one real power figure in the Xuzhou Red Turban Army except Sesame Li.

Such a second-in-command with heavy troops will not be able to continue to attack cities and plunder the land, so why do you go to me to do it?! Do you act like a polite and slander and deceive me to surrender? Okay, I will tell you to know what it means to denounce thieves in person, and to use the Fachen Festival?!

Thinking of this, Lu Luzeng had no intention of continuing to practice his madness. He slapped his brush on the inkstone and shouted, "Go and tell him, and go to the main hall to see the tea. I have difficulty in legs and feet and cannot go out to greet him in person. Please forgive me!"

"Master, he, he is!" The servant's mouth moved, but he did not dare to persuade him again. He had to go to the doorman to pass the message carefully. Unexpectedly, Zhao Jun was not angry at all with his rude behavior towards Mr. Lu. After hearing the servant's intentional tactful speech that had been passed countless times, he stood up with a smile and whispered, "Then I'll take the lead, brother. Mr. Lu is an elder of Confucianism, so Zhao dare not let him wait for a long time."

"Yes, yes! Alas--ah!" The servant, who had already prepared for his master to take over the anger, was once again shocked and agreed, and quickly trotted to lead the way. Zhao Junyong carefully sorted out the Confucian shirt on his body, and walked around and followed behind him.

Soon, he came to the main hall. Before the servant came in to report, Zhao Junyong cleared his throat and said loudly: "I studied for the younger generation, Zhao Sheng, Xiaoxian, to pay homage to Mr. Shan. I have heard of Mr. Shan's name for a long time. Today I can listen to the teachings in person. This is a blessing for my juniors!"

"You, are you a scholar?" Lu Lu was stunned when he heard this. He quickly opened the door and asked loudly.

"I once studied in the county school for three months, but later the county school was abolished and I made a living!" Zhao Jun sighed and responded with some regret.

When he saw Zhao Jun wearing a Confucian shirt through the window, Lu Lu Zeng had already guessed in his heart that he was once a scholar. Now he heard Zhao Jun confirm it with his own words, he sighed and responded with a wry smile, "Lu is now a prisoner under the ranks. Don't mention the word "teaching". The court ordered the abolition of county schools in various places, and Lu also fought for it according to reason. However, the treasury was empty and money was not delayed everywhere. Therefore,"

In the second half, he felt his face hot. So his voice became lower and lower, and in the end, it was already inaudible.

In order to allow the people under their rule to better understand the "rights of the monarch and ministers", the Yuan Dynasty once opened schools to the county level for a period of time. Even in some areas, a grassroots "education" institution of social studies was established. However, like other government orders of the Yuan Dynasty, this good governance soon ended in vain. Most county schools were closed, and even the size of schools at the prefecture and road levels was evacuated again and again due to financial and way out issues.

As one of the leading figures of the Confucian scholars, Lu Lu certainly expressed strong opposition to the court's abolition of schools. However, the meaning of the Mongolian and Yuan courts asking them to exist was to show them to scholars all over the world, so as not to rebel because of despair. Therefore, the opposition was of no effect every time, and he could only watch the fewer and fewer schools under the rule of the Yuan Dynasty, and more and more temples were run by officials.

The imperial examinations were held and the school was run less and less. When scholars all over the world could not find a way out, they naturally became more and more resentful towards the court. Thinking of this period, Lu Lu had been a little unable to speak up. He sighed again and added in a low voice: "The court had indeed been a little bit contemptuous when waiting for scholars in the court a few years ago, and some measures were also incurable. However, since the resumption of the right prime minister, this situation has gradually changed. However, some changes were not something that could be achieved overnight! I cannot force it too quickly!"

"I am among the people and have heard of Shan Gong's feat of speaking up for my Confucian children many times. I admire him very much, so when I took my free time, I immediately rushed over to visit me. I wonder if Shan Gong would allow me to come in and speak in order to fulfill my admiration for many years?!" Zhao Junyong immediately smiled again, complimenting the other party while making his own request.

Only then did Lu Lu Zeng realize that he was still blocking the door, and smiled awkwardly, making a gesture of invitation, "Fast forward, fast forward. This was originally the place where you Xuzhou Red Turban is located. How could Lu block the original owner outside the door?!"

"So, I'll thank you!" Zhao Junyong bowed again, then carefully picked up his robe and raised his legs and walked over the door.

Lu Lu once saw that although his words and behavior were a little stiff, he had a strong sense of Confucianism everywhere. Some of the harsh words became more and more embarrassed to say it to him. He first divided the guest and the other party to sit for tea, then casually politely, and then asked: "Since Zhao Sheng has entered the county school, he must have the word "大"?! Lu is the Huainan Xuanwei envoy of the court, and you are the chief minister of the Hongqiu of Xuzhou. It is awkward to greet each other. How about it? How about using word "大"?!"

"I dare not, don't dare, Shan Gong is a senior scholar. No matter how his later students dare not overstep!" Zhao Junyong heard this, immediately stood up again. While saluting the other party again, he added loudly, "The word "名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名名�

"Shiliang? You use it?" Lu Lu Zeng repeated the other person's name and words, and his eyes suddenly began to shiny. This name is a word that reveals loyalty to the Yuan Dynasty from the inside out! If he had to be forced, how could he go on the evil path?!

Just as he was thinking excitedly, he heard Zhao Jun smile and say, "I thought back then that I had learned a lot of skills and one day I would like Shan Gong to celebrate the world. However, my fortune made people so confused that I became the second leader of the Xuzhou Army!"

Hearing this, Lu Luzeng's eyes became brighter and brighter. He quickly stood up, held Zhao Jun's arm with both hands, and politely helped him back to his seat. Then he taught a lesson in the posture of an elder Confucian scholar: "The singing name under the gate of Chongtian is just a way for us Confucian scholars to show our hearts. In fact, there is nothing to envy. However, when you use this Xuzhou red scarf, you can restrain everyone under your command, let them do less sins of killing and do more good deeds, which is intimately in line with the way of benevolence and forgiveness pursued by our Confucian scholars. I was very impressed after hearing this!"

"I dare not be praised by Shan Gong!" Zhao Junyong stood up again and waved his hand awkwardly. "Not killing innocent people, treating the people well is the criterion that my Xuzhou Red Treasures have been following since the beginning of the uprising of the army. I thought that only in this way, my Xuzhou rebel army could afford the word "Yi". In the future, the historians mentioned what we did, so that we would not classify us as thief and Huang Chao."

"Are you afraid of the historian's words?" Lu Luzeng's brow jumped slightly, and two rays of scorching light burst out in his eyes instantly.

"The historical pen is like a knife, how can you not be afraid?! My younger generation has been wasted their lives, how dare you leave a thousand-year-old infamy behind you?!" Zhao Junyong slowly took a step back and sighed and responded.

Although the two armies were very short-lived, they revealed each other's mentality clearly. Lu Lu immediately felt his heart beating wildly. He tried hard to suppress it several times before he trembled and retreated back to his seat and said slowly: "In this way, you must not be here today to insult me!"

"Shan Gong is famous, how dare you do that boring thing and be enemies of the Confucians in the world?" Zhao Junyong smiled and shook his head slightly. "Besides, Shan Gong is not the one who is willing to be moved by coercion and temptation?! The reason why I have delayed my time to meet Shan Gong is because I have never weighed it clearly in my heart and didn't want to live early and seek humiliation."

"Now, have you weighed it clearly?!" Lu Lu once slowly picked up the tea bowl and tried to pour it into his mouth, but found that his hands were shaking violently and he could not even hold the tea.

"Why should Mr. Shan ask me knowingly!" Zhao Jun used his answer, but he was very calm. It seemed that he had been preparing for this moment for a long time. "The younger generation not only weighed it clearly, but also had already told General Manager Zhao to put down his weapons and wait for the court to deal with it!"

"Wow—————————” Lu Luzeng finally didn't hold the teacup in his hand. Most of the glass of water poured into his arms at once. But he didn't feel hot at all, jumped off the chair, stared at Zhao Jun's eyes and asked, "Are you serious about this?"

"I believe I know that we did this disobedient thing because we did not want to be hungry!" Zhao Junyong took a step back and saluted respectfully, "If the court is willing to give lenient treatment, we are willing to hand over our weapons and go home to farm! I hope that our seniors can truly listen to this wish. Zhao and the 80,000 children of Xuzhou Hongqiu will regard the seniors as their rebirth parents and will never let down their great grace of life!"

"This, let me think about it. Let me think about it carefully and think about the rules!" Lu Lu once again didn't care about pretending to be righteous and kept circling around the table.

After being captured, he thought that his family lived in Dadu, and the elders of the clan lived within the rule of the court. What he thought the most was that he would rather die than accept the recruitment of the Red Turban Army, which would harm his family. But deep down, his desire to survive was as strong as when he crawled out of the water! No matter how many Confucian classics he recited silently or how long poems he wrote to show his ambition to die, he could not suppress this wish!

Now, a choice that is the best of both worlds has finally arrived! I went back alive, not because I was afraid of death, but because I wanted to pacify Xuzhou Hongshu as soon as possible for the court. Not only will I no longer drag down my family, but my merits and demerits will be countered, and I will not be punished for any defeat in the previous battle!

The court is not without precedent for the matter of inviting peace if you can't win. Fang Guzi repeatedly surrendered and rebelled, causing trouble for many years to cause trouble in the southeast? At present, the court still wants to grant him the leader of ten thousand households?! Sesame Li occupied a territory of more than Guzi, and his subordinates were more than Guzi. What's wrong with him? If he captured these 80,000 soldiers in his hands, what's the last time to pacify him? And because of his great contribution to recruiting a powerful army for the court, what's wrong with pacifying him?! If he had captured these 80,000 soldiers, what's wrong with pacifying the court? What's the last time to pacify Liu Futong in Yingzhou and Xu Shouhui in Qizhou, the imperial court is just around the corner! And he has made great contributions to recruiting a powerful army for the court.

Thinking of this, Lu Lu Zeng felt very excited. He took a few steps quickly and grabbed Zhao's arm with both hands again, "Your use it! If this matter is successful, you will definitely be in the road to Guide in the future. Without further ado, you can write down the request of Xuzhou Hongguo as soon as possible. I will do my best to make this happen!"
Chapter completed!