In the secret room next door, one could hear a pin drop.
There was a deathly silence.
Zhu Yuanzhang's large hand hidden in his dragon robe could not help but tremble slightly at this moment.
Su Bai's words made his hair stand on end.
Just like Su Bai said, the weird weather in Da Ming's room was always making people feel like sitting on pins and needles.
Just like last winter, even warm and pleasant places like Poyang Lake, Taihu Lake, Dongting Lake, and Qinhuai River were covered in a thick layer of ice. It was a rare sight.
For this reason, he even held a temporary sacrificial ceremony to appease the anxious people.
However, when he thought that Da Ming might fall off the altar because of the extreme cold and be bullied by the foreign barbarians again, he felt dizzy and staggered two steps back. He could not even stand steadily.
Zhu Biao, who was standing at the side, reacted quickly and took a step forward to stabilize Zhu Yuanzhang's retreating figure. His eyes were filled with anxiety as he said,
"Father, are you alright? Your son will summon the imperial physician."
"There's no need for that. We won't die yet.”Zhu Yuanzhang pressed his forehead with one hand and tried to calm himself down.
"Father, this is simply an unfounded alarmist. You can't take it seriously!”
To be honest, Zhu Biao could not be sure whether it was true or not. But in order to calm Zhu Yuanzhang down, he could only criticize Su Bai's terrifying point of view.
Zhu Yuanzhang didn't say anything. He stared at the wall with his deep eyes, as if he wanted to see through the stone wall and see who that mister called Su Bai was.
After a moment of silence, Zhu Yuanzhang retracted his gaze and let out a long breath.
"Boss, go and prepare a brush, ink, paper, and inkstone immediately. You must record everything that you say next!”
Hearing Zhu Yuanzhang's unquestionable order, Zhu Biao immediately wanted to say something but stopped. He did not dare to be negligent.
He hurriedly spread the paper and grinded the ink, then sat uneasily in front of the table. He lifted his sleeve with one hand and held the pen in the air with the other, ready to fight.
On the other side.
Zhu Di shook his head hard to clear his dizzy head. He stuttered as he spoke,
"Mr. Su Su, why do you say that?"
"Although the weather has been a little abnormal these few years, it's not as serious as you said."
Su Bai shook his head slightly and said indifferently:
"Since we've reached this point, let's bring forward the lesson and have a simple talk about 'The Firm Connection between the Fate of the Nation and God'.”
As soon as he said that.
Whether it was Zhu Di, who was on this side, or Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Biao, who were eavesdropping on the other side of the wall, their hearts suddenly thumped.
"To put it bluntly, what really influences the fate of a country is the weather.”
Su Bai narrowed his eyes, avoided the glare, and said methodically:
"During the cold period, the nomads in the north can't survive and will inevitably invade the Central Plains. Then, the Western Zhou Dynasty will be destroyed by the Quan Rong, the Song Dynasty will be destroyed by the Jin and Meng Dynasties, and the Ming Dynasty will be tested in the future.”
"On the other hand, the Shang and Zhou civilizations, the King of Qin sweeping the world, the prosperous Han and Tang dynasties, and the unification of the Yuan and Meng dynasties were all born in the warm period.”
Zhu Di looked at Su Bai in disbelief and asked:
"Mr. Smith, where did you get that from?”
"Haven't we destroyed the Tartars in the north?”
"Those sons of b * tches, they ran back to the grassland with their tails between their legs. With their current behavior, can they still counterattack?”
"Big Ming, what test?"
Su Bai looked at Zhu Di who was filled with righteous indignation and replied calmly:
"A centipede dies but never dies. The nomads in the north have been harassing the Central Plains for a thousand years. Even if the Mengyuan were to be completely destroyed, new tribes would still be born.”
"Our ancestors didn't kill them all, so there's no more chance.”
Zhu Di was very disdainful about this. He beat his chest proudly and said,
"That's because they didn't meet me!"
"I'm not bragging to you, Mr. Smith. If you want me to lead the troops to the northern expedition, I'll shake all the egg yolks and fill the ant holes with boiling water. As long as you're breathing, don't think about running away!”
Su Bai looked at him as if he was looking at a fool. He smiled helplessly.
"That's right. It's a good thing to have this ambition, but you're too naive.”
"Then let me ask you again. When did the nomads in the north truly rise?”
Zhu Di grinned awkwardly, and his arrogance disappeared in an instant. He muttered softly,
"Uh, no, Mr. Smith, why do you have so many questions? You know that I'm not good at studying, but you keep asking questions.”
"Isn't this making things difficult for me!"
"You, if you really want to be a general, read more books. Who would dare to let you lead an army with a brain full of paste?”
Su Bai straightened his body resentfully and reprimanded him mercilessly:
"Remember, the rise of the northern nomads can be traced back to the Turks of the Sui and Tang Dynasties. It was also from that time that the barbarians began to have a true culture.”
"The barbarians aren't scary. What I'm afraid of is that the barbarians are cultured. Once they have their own inheritance, there's no way to destroy them.”
"Speaking of which, even the barbarians know how to read more books. Why don't you know?”
Zhu Di's face was flushed red, and he was so embarrassed that he felt ashamed. He put his palms together as if he was begging for mercy and nodded.
"Mr. Smith, you're right. When I get out, I promise to study hard and not embarrass you!”
"It's up to you. I'll be executed by the time you get out anyway. Out of sight, out of mind.”
Su Bai didn't care about that and shrugged.
He was just having fun to relieve his boredom and exchange some money to spend. As for what the hothead would do in the future, it had nothing to do with him.
If it wasn't for the fact that he was about to be executed and was already as steady as an old dog, he wouldn't have said so much.
Seeing Su Bai smile so freely in the face of death, Zhu Di frowned. He felt depressed and was even more determined to save Su Bai.
But at this moment, Su Bai suddenly added, pulling Zhu Di back to reality.
"Oh, right. At their peak, the Turkic army suppressed the Sui and Tang dynasties, and millions of soldiers eyed the Central Plains like tigers eyeing their prey.”
"And the reason why we can still talk about it and have not reached the point of disregarding our relatives is also because of the climate.”
Su Bai said seriously:
"The warm and humid climate is conducive to the growth of grass in the north. The Turks have ample food and clothing, and there is no need for them to seize the vitality of the south.”
"In the end, the Western Turks fled and the Eastern Turks joined, creating the Great Tang's golden age.”
"It is precisely because of the change in climate that it has affected the fate of the Ming Dynasty. That is why I can conclude that the absence of 'dragon energy' in the north is not a curse to Great Ming.”
"Do you understand now?"
"Oh, I see!" Zhu Di pondered and nodded. He finally understood the secrets hidden within.
No wonder Su Bai had been so confident since the day he met Su Bai. Everything was connected and not just a guess.
Sudden!
Zhu Di's eyes lit up. He immediately punched and said excitedly,
"Since the weather can influence the fate of the country, then next time, I'll ask Father to advise His Majesty to increase the scale of the sacrifice and extend the time of the sacrifice to satisfy the heavens.!”
"If you serve the heavens comfortably, wouldn't Big Ming's crisis be easily solved?!!”
Su Bai rolled his eyes at him and laughed at the idiot. He laughed and scolded:
"So, you're the smartest, and the sages are all idiots?”
"Xunzi, On Heaven says: Heaven has its time. It does not exist because of Yao, nor does it perish because of Jie.”
"It's the heavens that decide whether a ruler is wise or not, not that the ruler's wisdom can move the heavens and earth.”
"Understand?"
Zhu Di was speechless.
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