Zhu Di looked at Zhu Biao approvingly.
It had to be Big Brother!
Why didn't I think of this question?
This kid could travel back to the future, so he definitely knew what the future generations would say about his father.
Fang Han nodded very straightforwardly." Since Your Highness wants to hear it, I'll tell you."”
Zhu Biao and Zhu Di held their breaths and pricked up their ears. They stared at Fang Han nervously, afraid that they would miss a word.
"For thousands of years, countless dynasties and emperors have appeared on this land.”
"Some of them have great talent, some are ambitious, and some are absurd and cruel.”
"And Emperor Hongwu is a special existence.”
"His great achievements cannot be described in a short period of time, because his existence has affected the future 600 years of China.”
"All in all, he should be one of the top three emperors in history.”
Fang Han spoke with assurance, his voice crisp and melodious. It echoed in the empty Taoist temple, sounding particularly clear and loud.
Judging Zhu Yuanzhang's right and wrong wasn't about pointing out his ending. Therefore, this wasn't considered revealing the secrets of heaven, nor would he be punished by heaven.
However, after hearing Fang Han's evaluation, Zhu Biao and Zhu Di both sucked in a breath of cold air, their eyes filled with disbelief.
"The top three emperors? Is our father that awesome?"
Although Zhu Di wasn't very cultured and didn't like reading, he still knew some history.
From the First Emperor to Zhu Yuanzhang, there were at least two to three hundred emperors.
Among them, there was no lack of Qin Shihuang, the emperor of the ancient times, the Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty who would kill those who offended the powerful Han Dynasty even if they were far away, the Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty who came to worship the four seas, and the Emperor Taizu of the Song Dynasty who gave up his military power with a yellow robe and a cup of wine.
Other than that, there were also Emperor Guangwu of Han, Emperor Zhaolie, Emperor Wudi of Wei, Emperor Wudi of Song, and other legendary emperors.
In such a fierce competition, Zhu Yuanzhang was able to rank in the top three among hundreds of emperors in the past two thousand years. This could be considered an extremely high evaluation.
"Of course."
Fang Han looked at a room not far away. Muttering voices came from inside, and he said in a deep voice,"Whether it was a coincidence or fate, His Majesty has accomplished a great event that will affect future generations for more than six hundred years.”
"What is it?" Zhu Biao asked hurriedly.
Fang Han said word by word,"Reshape the clothes and rebuild China."”
Zhu Di's heart itched when he heard this. He hurriedly said,"Tell me in detail. What does this mean?"
Fang Han smiled and asked,"I wonder if the two of you know how long it was before the Ming Dynasty was established and after the Song Dynasty was destroyed?"”
"Um…"
Zhu Di scratched his head, looking confused.
He was a poor student in the Royal Highness, so he naturally did not know about this kind of problem.
The top student Zhu Biao casually said," From the time the Young Emperor of the Song Dynasty jumped into the sea from the cliff mountain to the first year of Hongwu, there was a total of ninety-two years.”
Fang Han continued to ask," Does Your Highness know how long it has been since Shi Jingtang gave up the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun to the founding of this dynasty?"”
"This…"
Zhu Biao frowned and did not answer.
He usually learned a lot, and for a moment, he really couldn't remember.
" It's the year 445," Fang Han said." In other words, in the past 500 years, the 16 prefectures of Yanyun, which had been under the control of Huaxia for generations, were all controlled by the non-humankind.”
"500 years is also known as five centuries in the future.”
"Time has passed, and the world has changed."
"When the sixteen states of Yanyun were first controlled by the foreign tribes, the people of the Han family who had lived there for generations cried bitterly. They became the slaves of the subjugated country, and they hoped day and night that the Great Song could recover their lost land.”
" However, after decades, the new generation of Yanyun people gradually forgot about their hatred. Some people might occasionally mention it, but most people were just numb to it.”
"Because they don't remember, they don't remember how the older generation managed to survive in humiliation.”
" After that, more than a hundred years passed. The humiliation of the past seemed to have become a distant memory. Those who had experienced all the pain back then had all died.”
"The Han people in the sixteen provinces of Yanyun are also gradually adapting to the rule of the foreign tribes.”
"Four hundred years later, in the northern Central Plains, people have almost completely forgotten that they were once descendants of the Han family.”
" The memories and history of Huaxia are about to disappear in the sixteen prefectures of Yanyun. Only a few souls are left, stubbornly unwilling to admit that they were not born to belong to Huaxia.”
"Just as the memories were about to disappear completely, a person appeared.”
"This person started with a bowl, fought a bloody battle in the south, and single-handedly established a glorious empire with the Han family as the main force.”
" With an unstoppable posture and determination, he tore apart the shackles of the non-humankind's rule in the sixteen provinces of Yanyun under the influence of the dark night.”
"From then on, the sixteen states of Yanyun, which had left Huaxia for nearly 500 years, returned to the Han family.”
" Buried memories are gradually awakening.”
"Everyone was so excited that they cried bitterly. They took off and burned the strange clothes of the foreign tribes and changed into the long robes of the Han Dynasty since ancient times. They tidied their clothes and performed the Han ceremony.”
"The beauty of clothing is called Hua, and the greatness of etiquette is called Xia.”
"Your Majesty has remade China. This achievement alone can shine for thousands of years.”
"Even after six hundred years, the descendants of the Han family still did not forget him. The younger generation who grew up were all proud of him, grateful for his achievements, and spontaneously worshipped and respected him.”
Fang Han had just finished speaking.
Zhu Di was already so excited that he slammed the table and stood up. What a great idea to reorganize his clothes and rebuild China. My father is indeed my father. It's really f * cking satisfying!”
Zhu Biao's heart was also pounding as he stared deeply at the figure in the wing room who kept bowing.
He suddenly felt that he was an unqualified son, much less a competent crown prince.
So many years.
Zhu Biao and Zhu Yuanzhang's views had always been at odds. Although there were personality reasons, Zhu Biao felt that Zhu Yuanzhang's methods were outdated and his horizons were too narrow. He was far inferior to the various benevolent and humble ideas of governing the country of those civil officials and scholar-bureaucrats.
However, Fang Han's words made him completely realize that he had never understood his own father, nor did he understand how amazing Emperor Hong Wu was.
He always thought that Zhu Yuanzhang was bloodthirsty and would cause a disaster sooner or later.
But he did not know.
If it weren't for Zhu Yuanzhang's steel-like will and cruel methods, how could he tear apart the northern defense line that had been ruled by the non-humankind for nearly 500 years?
The war of blood and fire did not rely on the words of the saints. The path of benevolence and forgiveness was like the killing instinct of a wild beast. It was the blood of territory after territory!
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