第三百章黄河赋(上)

Among the civil officials under Zhu Chongjiu, except for Mr. Su and Yu Changlin, the ancient urban management department who participated in the uprising, the vast number of other large numbers were originally considered rich people in the local area. Therefore, deep down, they had some resistance to the new policies implemented by the Huaiyang General Administration Office. It was just that because the Huaiyang General Administration is in a rapid rise stage at this moment, and Zhu Chongjiu's previous decisions rarely made mistakes, so even if everyone resisted, they would not dare to object in person.

Zhang Yi made a frank advice today, and actually said something that many people had never dared to say or expected before. So after Zhu Chongjiu expressed his acceptance, the people who were still in the meeting hall immediately became active and offered suggestions. According to the ideas proposed by Zhang Yi and Song Ke, the government orders were supplemented and refined from various angles, so that they became practical in the blink of an eye.

Zhu Chongjiu was not too damaging to everyone's enthusiasm, so he had to patiently record all of this so that after he really attacked Huaiyang in the future, he would take medicine according to the prescription.

The meeting lasted until after four o'clock in the morning, and everyone was happy to leave until the first roosters cried. Zhu Chongjiu also learned about the skills of Zhang Yi and Song Ke through this discussion, so he left the two alone and whispered, "Sanyi, make some preparations after you go back. This time, Zhu needs you to go with you so that you can ask for advice at any time."

"I wish to serve the lord for his life." Zhang Yi was overjoyed and immediately knelt down and bowed down.

"Get up." Zhu Chongjiu supported him hard and said with a smile, "Don't kneel. Zhu doesn't want to kneel down to others, so he doesn't want others to kneel down. Although Zhu doesn't study much, he also knows that during the Tang Dynasty, the ministers also had a seat in front of the emperor. In the Song Dynasty, someone stole the chair. As for the Mongolian Yuan, Zhu, as a fourth-class Han, never regarded himself and the Mongolian men as people of the same country, so he was determined to expel him back to the north of the Mo River. All his rules and regulations would not be followed."

"Thank you for your kindness. Even if Yi is crushed to pieces, it will be difficult to repay the kindness of the lord." When Zhang Yi heard this, his eyes suddenly began to get hot, he lowered his head and expressed his voice in a hoarse voice.

Scholars emphasize "scholars die for their confidants." Zhu Chongjiu mentioned the seats in front of the Tang Dynasty, and was obviously preparing to treat him as a humeral counselor such as Fang Xuanling and Du Ruhui. Zhang Yi had to value this when he first arrived. What else can he ask for? Not to mention the hard work, he went to war with the army. Even if he personally put on his armor and blocked his lord's arrows and stones, he was willing to do so.

"Forget it, Zhu hopes that you will always be as good as you do today. When you find that Zhu's government orders are wrong, you will not be afraid to tell them bluntly." Zhu Chongjiu once again supported Zhang Yi's arm and ordered with anticipation.

Whether he was Lu Luzeng, who was first admitted to the account or Chen Ji and Robben, who were recruited through the imperial examination, had specialties in government affairs and were not qualified strategists. As for Mr. Su, Yu Changlin and other civil servants who first joined the shogunate, they were farther in accordance with the standard deviation of strategists. Today, since he found that Zhang Yi had great potential in this area, how could he not give him enough room for growth? So he put him in a key position without hesitation and prepared to entrust important tasks.

As for Song Ke, Zhu Chongjiu liked his freedom and flexibility, openness and integrity. After thinking about it, he first let go of Zhang Yi's arm, and then turned his head and said, "Zhongwen, you need to do more efforts in the imperial examination. Huaiyang, there is no need for anyone to do a piece of cake at the moment, but he needs some understanding of flexibility and courage to serve talents. Therefore, when you are marking the papers, you, Lu, and the three things you need to grasp. "

"I understand, I thank you for taking the initiative." Song Ke thought for a while, and Zheng pointed.

"Once the review is over, you immediately go to the Fourth Army to take office as Chief Secretary. Wu Xiyu must be a mere 20,000 troops to ensure that the entire Yangzhou road is not spyed by the enemy. The task is not ordinary. With you by his side, I can at least feel much more at ease."

"I swear to advance and retreat with the Fourth Army." Song Ke immediately felt his shoulder sinking, bowed down again, and made a promise.

"Okay, you both go down and rest. Tomorrow morning, we will go to our respective chief officials to report. According to common sense, Zhu should have served a welcome drink and introduced everyone to you. However, since the alarm has come, we can only record it for now. When our army directly attacks Youyan, Zhu will definitely be in the capital. Please drink two of you."

"I wish to be drunk with my lord." Zhang Yi and Song Ke were surging with their blood and responded with red eyes.

Zhu Chongjiu smiled friendly, stood up and sent the two out of the meeting hall. He turned around, but walked to the map and began to carefully consider the specific strategies and tactics of the next battle.

As soon as Sui Yang lost, he had been selling artillery at a low price and was trying hard to help Zhao Jun build a big hole. Tuotuo brought a 300,000 army and also carried a large number of artillery. It is obvious that this battle will eventually develop into a massive decisive battle. If the Red Turban Army can win, it will be difficult for the northern troops of the Yuan Dynasty to cross the Yellow River again in the last one or two years. If the Red Turban Army fails, it is probably a sharp turn for the better. Huai'an, Xuzhou, Bianliang, and even Luoyang, the upper reaches of the Yellow River, will be in danger.

If this battle had happened in another official history of time and space, the Sesame Li and others disappeared silently and laughed to the end with Zhu Yuanzhang, and I am afraid that it would be inseparable from this battle. After all, before the Northern Expedition, Zhu Yuanzhang always moved in the south of the Yangtze River, while Sesame Li, Zhao Junyong, Liu Futong and others occupied the Henan Jiangbei province in the Mongolian Yuan map, which was just ahead of Zhu Yuanzhang and became a blood barrier.

The more this time comes, the more regret Zhu Chongjiu regrets. Why didn’t he memorize the history books when he was studying? In that case, at least he can now know whether Tuotuo colluded with Chahan, Li Siqi and others? Where should he start this battle? But then he thought about the formal history, he might have been flapped in a mess by his big butterfly wing, and he couldn’t help but shake his head and smile bitterly, “It’s useless to me. Since the moment I came, history has been no longer history.”

Thinking of this, he cheered up a little more and said loudly, "Come here, come and take the paper and pen, and write a few letters for me."

"Yes, husband." A familiar voice sounded behind his body. It was not Lu Peng who joined the army, but his wife Lu Shuanger. Zhu Chongjiu immediately turned around and happened to see his wife's red eyes.

A faint guilt immediately surged into his heart and came forward. He gently tidied up the other party's shawl, "Why are you here? It's been midnight, be careful to catch a cold."

"If you don't sleep, how dare I sleep first, as someone else's wife?" Lu Shuang'er looked around, stuck out her tongue playfully, and responded with the fresh name "invented" by Zhu Chongjiu, "I'll come here to send you soup. When I saw my second uncle was sleepy, I asked him to go and rest first. If I write to anyone, I will help you. I imitate anyone's handwriting, they guarantee that they can't see it."

"To Brother Li, General Mao and Zhu Chongba." Zhu Chongjiu gently put his wife's waist and quickly let go. There were guards in front of the hall. He was embarrassed to be too rash, but the gentleness in his heart surged, "There is a war soon. I have to remind Brother Li and General Mao and others to be as careful as possible, and to remind Zhu Chongba that he should not always think about crossing the river. First, show me Boluo Buhua's uncle and nephew to death, so as not to catch fire in the backyard."

"Yeah." Lu Shuang'er agreed softly, then spread out the paper and pen and began to write letters for Zhu Chongjiu. She was a natural academic master. She almost finished writing this thing in a flash, but she was very skeptical about the effect of the letter, "Will they listen to you? I mean, Zhu Chongba's side, that person knew he was ambitious at a glance."

"It should be," Zhu Chongjiu thought about it, and he was also a little worried. He was really unsure of what Old Zhu's character was. After all, in his memory, Zhu Yuanzhang's image was mostly black-bellied. However, thinking about the performance of Zhu's since the two sides met, he quickly made up his mind, "This person should be able to tell the difference, his lips were dead and his teeth were cold. Even if he wanted to fight for the world, he would not do it at this moment. Write it, I believe he is a real hero."

"Yes." Lu Shuanger has received all traditional education since childhood. Although her personality is eccentric, she never goes against her husband's intentions. She lowers her head and turns her pen.

Since the couple got married, Zhu Chongjiu had either gone out to fight or was busy with the survival of the Huai'an army. The time when the couple could really stay together quietly was probably less than a month. Seeing that they were about to lead the army north to Xuzhou again, Zhu Chongjiu looked at his wife's serious expression of writing letters for him, and couldn't help but feel a little reluctant. He walked around behind him and gently kneaded the other's shoulders, "Thank you for your hard work. I originally thought that after conquering Yangzhou, I could have a few more days of rest."

"Who told me to marry a great hero?" Lu Shuang'er gently put down her pen, turned her head, raised her head, and her bright eyes were filled with worship. "When the Han family is reorganized, I will hold a cup with my husband in Huanglong Mansion."

"Should be like this." All the regrets in Zhu Chongjiu's heart immediately turned into great enthusiasm. He lowered his mouth without hesitation and aimed at his red lips like a flame. Whoever wants to see him? I am Zhu Chongjiu, the unique Zhu Chongjiu. I am changing history and writing history. Why should I be afraid of the world's berserk eyes?

A morning breeze penetrated through the window, and the wick under the glass squiggled suddenly, casting two lingering figures on the wall.
Chapter completed!