He Walked Through the Wind, Rain, and Mud. Everywhere His Eyes Gaze Was the Power to Fight in the Future!
These words were written by Zhu Yuanzhang in Fengyang's Imperial Mausoleum Stele.
Different from many emperors since ancient times, when an emperor wrote an inscription, it was a summary of his life.
They all liked to exaggerate and whitewash their achievements!
Zhu Yuanzhang was different.
He never whitewashed his achievements. On the imperial tombstone in Fengyang City, Huizhou Province,
There were more than a thousand words, of which nearly a thousand were about the tragedy of his youth!
It was a warning to the Zhu family in the future to remember that life was not easy back then, and the people were not easy!
Instead, his own achievements were mentioned in the last few strokes of the inscription!
All the emperors of the Ming Dynasty stood up!
This Imperial Mausoleum Stele was the content that every Zhu Family disciple had to memorize from a young age!
Zhu Di,
Zhu Houzhao,
Zhu Youjian and others,
They were already sobbing!
Looking at the patriarch's tragic youth, he could not help but feel extremely guilty!
……….
At this moment…
In front of the modern Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum Monument, the curator of the Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum Museum, Gu Junyi, was already in tears…
There was a burning sensation on his body.
It was as if he could connect the history of hundreds of years ago through this inscription!
He understood how Emperor Hongwu felt when he wrote these words!
The most precious moment for a historian.
It was the kind of soul trembling when you touched the ancients through some historical relics!
Gu Junyi, who was almost seventy years old, placed his hand on the imperial tomb stele.
He knew.
620 years ago, Emperor Hongwu of Ming Dynasty was like him.
He pressed his hand on the imperial tomb stele!
At that time…
What kind of feeling was that?
………….
Zhu Yuanzhang stood with his hands behind his back…
When he mentioned this past, he also sighed!
Zhu Yuanzhang glanced at the Book of Changes, his eyes filled with gratitude and respect.
Mr. Zhou Yi!
He understood himself!
Perhaps an ordinary emperor would be too embarrassed to talk about this past, but Zhu Yuanzhang did not care about it at all!
The great ambition of hegemony for thousands of years began from the fall of Fengyang.
It was tragic…
However, he had to admit,
What was there to be embarrassed about?
This was a lifetime medal!
………
Zhou Yi nodded at Zhu Yuanzhang and continued playing the video!
And at this moment…
In the video,
The scene changed…
Zhu Yuanzhang was already a robust man in his twenties…
He was still wandering around, begging, and even learning from others…
He had learned how to use a razor and a machete…
He had learned the compassionate Buddhist scriptures and learned the ruthless street killing techniques…
I've trained my skills,
During this period of time, although he did not have enough to eat, he also grew rapidly.
In his eyes…
He had also witnessed and understood this truly tragic world!
Suddenly!
It was raining heavily in the video!
Standing in the pouring rain…
Zhu Yuanzhang stood in the middle of the entire video screen...
The past was like smoke, and the images flashed past one by one!
He had seen the upper class sitting in a sedan chair that was lifted by eight people. In contrast, the people beside him could not even afford to wear shoes, and their feet were covered in blood blisters!
He had seen children from rich families dressed in silk and satin, cursing because a mouthful of dessert did not match their appetite. In contrast, the children of ordinary people on the streets curled up in a corner and ate black millet, their eyes flustered and helpless...
He had seen officials marry their wives, and eight palanquins carrying silk and satin. He had also seen common people's families sell their beautiful daughters for three coins for a mouthful of food!
Three wens!
A living girl!
The girl's hysterical screams were shocking!
That was the disappointment of his own life!
That was the disappointment of the entire era!!
………….
Everything flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes.
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes were magnified on the screen.
In the end,
His eyes swept across the entire screen.
And the scenes were happening in the reflection of his eyes!
He came from the rain and mud,
He saw through the entire world!
eyes could see
He saw the sufferings of the people at a glance.
Wherever his gaze landed!
They were all his motivation to work hard in the future!
…………….
One after another, the images flashed in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes…
This unique filming method and video technique made the viewers exclaim in satisfaction!
At this moment, whether it was the emperor at the scene, the spectators far away, the spectators from all over the world, or countless Chinese and foreign netizens,
They were all moved by this desolate and tragic world and tragic background…
At this moment…
The ratings for Mother Yang's live broadcast were soaring crazily.
At the same time, there were even fewer bullet screens because people were already crying their eyes out!
Station Head Jia Houwei was currently backstage, crying so hard that his eyes were swollen!
"This…I've recorded countless programs in my life…I know all those emotional tricks. Today, I finally cry, but it's because of Zhu Zhongba…"
………
Who would have thought that the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty would have such a miserable start!？
Everyone knows that Zhu Yuanzhang started with a bowl.
However, he had to admit,
However, he did not expect that this was much worse than a bowl!
……….
At this moment,
The video screen suddenly zoomed in.
Once again, the scene in Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes returned to the scene where Zhu Yuanzhang was in reality.
At this moment, Zhu Yuanzhang,
26 years old.
He held a letter in his hand.
The letter said,
It was sent to him by his childhood friend Tang He, inviting him to join the Red Turban Army.
It was also a team that resisted Bao Yuan's rule!
Tang He was doing quite well in this team.
Zhu Yuanzhang was hesitating, because joining this team meant-
Rebellion!
At this moment, he was on the street. Bao Yuan's military chief began to collect taxes and grain again.
Two Yuan Dynasty soldiers broke open a door and took all the food. The farmers were trampled under their feet.
However, the old farmer was still smiling as he pulled his angry son back.
He said,
"Son!"
"You can't hit an official!"
"We have something to eat. As long as we don't starve to death, it's fine!”
" It's not embarrassing for us ordinary people to lower our heads…"
Boom!
At this moment!
Zhu Yuanzhang's eyes turned red, and his eardrums were bulging as if something was about to come out of his body!
It was as if he had drunk eighteen jars of liquor!
All the blood in his body was boiling and rushing crazily to his head!
A flame was ignited in his heart!
He stared at this scene. The figure of this farmer and his father overlapped at a high altitude...
His eyes flashed with what he had seen and heard over the years.
The girl who was sold for three copper coins, the child who was eating black millet in the corner of the street, and the scene of the Baoyuan army plundering and exploiting the farmers everywhere flashed past.
His parents, who had not been buried in the end, flashed past. The rice that they had grown for their entire lives but had never eaten, and the angry but helpless words of his parents,
" It's not embarrassing for us ordinary people to lower our heads…"
……..
"Father…"
"You're wrong…"
"Commoners…Not only do I have to eat a mouthful of rice..."
"I still want that breath!"
"This world…"
" He's wrong!!!"
Shua!
He charged forward like a mad lion and pulled out a short knife from his waist. With one slash, he split a soldier into two!
Blood splattered all over his face.
His face was filled with madness after the blood!
"The people of this world…"
"This shouldn't have happened!"
" It shouldn't be like this!!!"
He hacked at the soldier's body again and again. The corpse was chopped into a pile of minced meat. Zhu Yuanzhang was like a madman who did not know how to stop and stop!
Each slash seemed to be venting out the tragic resentment of his life!
"It shouldn't be like this!"
"I shouldn't!"
"I shouldn't!"
"It shouldn't be!"
Blood splattered all over his body, and his face was completely red. A pair of extremely bright eyes could be seen in the bright red!
The more he hacked,
This pair of eyes…
The brighter it was!
It was as if…
This was Zhu Yuanzhang's pledge of allegiance to overturn the entire world!
(Another 3,000-word chapter!)
(I don't know what everyone thinks of these two photos. Anyway, the author feels that they are not bad. They are written very slowly. Anyway, I'm happy to write them. I've written the Emperor Hongwu in his youth in my heart.)
Emperors are also humans. Before becoming an emperor, Zhu Yuanzhang, who was in his teens or twenties, was also an ordinary person like us. He never thought that he could become an emperor.
This person's misery and determination are far beyond our reach.）
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