Daming: The county magistrate cried poorly and Zhu Yuanzhang exploded in anger

"Magistrate Zhang... Your thoughts have seriously violated the teachings of sages. In today's world, scholars are judged by the four books and five classics. The rest of the classics are paradoxes. You should discard them, maybe this will be good for you."

Zhu Yuanzhang squinted his eyes, and faintly began to hit Zhang Song's words about the world of people in the world.

His idea is to use the Four Books and Five Classics to open a subject to obtain scholars.

In this way, the thoughts of scholars can be firmly controlled.

In this way, the Great Ming Dynasty can be immortalized forever.

If this world becomes the world of the people of the world, how will the imperial power be consolidated?

"I know what the interest groups think. As a landlord and rich man, of course he wants this system to exist forever. So he started the policy of ignoring the people. As everyone knows, whatever is born, heaven will kill it."

Zhang Song was impassioned, turned a blind eye, and talked freely.

"The Great Ming inherited the Great Yuan, and the Great Yuan inherited the Song Dynasty... There is no dynasty that is immortal, and there is no immortal person. When the dynasty changes, no matter how powerful the emperor is, it will be difficult to turn the tide. People will die, and even the most powerful doctors will not be able to save them... ..."

"Crack!" Hu Weiyong was the first to stand up, pointing at Zhang Song's nose and said, "You county magistrate, on the salary of the imperial court, how dare you say such outrageous things!"

"I'm just talking about things. Lao Tzu said: good words are not good, and good words are not good. The truth is often harsh. As a person who can hear the truth, he will not live in a muddle."

"You are treasonous!" Hu Weiyong snorted coldly when he saw Zhang Song talking more and more vigorously.

Come on, the more you talk, the sooner you will die. Although this thorny little county magistrate has made some political achievements, but such a rebellious word, without him taking action, the Emperor Taizu next to him wanted his life.

At this time, Zhao Yuhe brought over instant noodles.

Just when I heard Hu Weiyong's words, I was immediately unhappy: "Are you your master's housekeeper?"

"Yes?" Hu Weiyong paused, not knowing why Zhao Yuhe asked this.

"As a servant, you should not beep beep with the masters, you must understand your status!"

Zhao Yuhe angrily put the instant noodles in front of them.

"You..." Hu Weiyong wanted to get angry, but Zhu Yuanzhang was here, so he had no choice but to suppress his anger.

"Hehe, ma'am, your husband is very interesting." Zhu Yuanzhang smelled the sour taste of instant noodles, and suddenly the roundworm in his stomach was spinning.

As the majestic Emperor Hongwu, he couldn't resist the temptation in terms of food...

"Thank you for your compliment... This is my husband's invention of instant noodles, I hope you like it."

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang's kind face, Zhao Yuhe was willing to greet and talk to him.

But what she didn't understand was that Zhu Yuanzhang was very angry.

What Hu Weiyong just said was also what he wanted to say.

Zhang Song smiled lightly and pushed the instant noodles to everyone.

I also brought a bowl, and ate and drank beer.

Beer barbecue with instant noodles, the days are cooler than the gods!
Lao Zhu ate very vigorously, and Xiao Zhu also enjoyed it very much.Now the two of them are free from the constraints of the court, and they eat as naturally as when Zhu Yuanzhang was not emperor.

But after eating delicious food, Lao Zhu repeated the old saying.

"Magistrate Zhang, what you said just now means that His Majesty likes to listen to good words now?" Old Zhu was very upset.

Just now his good words were not good, and good words were not good, which clearly shows that Zhu Yuanzhang is an emperor who likes to listen to other people's flattery.

"I don't know what is going on with His Majesty today. I am the county magistrate! Not his close minister." Zhang Song threw away the bowl and chopsticks of instant noodles, looked at Erlang's legs and said.

"Since you don't know, how dare you talk about government affairs?"

Zhu Biao woke up by knocking on the side. He had a very happy conversation with the county magistrate, but he didn't want him to kill himself by talking about the government here.

"Brother Mu Shi... you are wrong to speak like this. How did the Yuan Dynasty fall?"

"It is precisely because the officials were corrupt and broke the law that the people were in dire straits, so the common people joined forces to overthrow him."

"Why do officials take bribes and break the law, and why do people live in poverty?"

Zhang Song asked Zhu Biao back.

Zhu Biao was at a loss for words, not knowing how to answer Zhang Song.

Zhang Song laughed: "Emperors in the former Yuan Dynasty liked to listen to flattery, and listened to the words of loyal ministers. This means that good words are not good, and good words are not good. If a person can hear what is good and what is bad, That's more than most people."

Zhang Song continued: "If the water is too clear, there will be no fish. The prosperity of the world is for profit, and the chaos of the world is for profit. If I were the emperor, I would let it go, and everyone would live happily together. As long as it does not exceed One degree, the people of the world will live a better life."

"What do you mean by that?" Zhu Biao's face changed, the county magistrate became more and more presumptuous!
Zhang Song completely ignored the people around him, all with dark faces, and regardless of the seriousness of the atmosphere, he continued to say casually:

"What I mean is very simple, that is, fish cannot be raised in clean water, and on the contrary, fish cannot be raised in too turbid water."

"You mean, as the county magistrate of Liuhe County, you also take bribes?"

Hu Weiyong took advantage of the situation to help.

If the things of Confucianism can work, then from Dong Zhongshu in the Han Dynasty, the world will be peaceful, and there should not be many dynasties that have disappeared. Up to now, there should be only one dynasty.

History proves it.

As far as Confucian scholars are concerned, there is no other way except to be able to persuade His Majesty the Emperor to follow the example of Yao, Shun and Yu every day.If the emperor doesn't listen to them, Confucian scholars will have a use for them.They have always been like slaves, and they dare not lightly weaken the emperor's power.

The emperor's power is so great that the fate of the whole country depends on him alone.

As a result, when the emperor was in pustule, the world was in chaos and the people were in dire straits.

That would only lead to a shorter-lived dynasty.

Huaxia will be bullied by foreigners in the future.

If you want to have a long dynasty, you must not compete with the people for profit.

Give more benefits to the people, and the people will be rich, and the country will be rich.

For this reason, the relationship between everyone and Xiaojia.

The country is my country, and the family is my home. Only when the family and the country are integrated can they prosper forever.

Hearing Hu Weiyong's words, Zhang Song dismissed it: "Is it important whether I am greedy or not? Everywhere I go in Liuhe County, people will rush to give me food. This is because they love me, and all the people in Liuhe County are lifted out of poverty. Get rich, live and work in peace and contentment, and the people are so rich, as a county magistrate, should I be poor?"

"Boy, don't talk nonsense here. You talk about state affairs indiscriminately, corrupt the law, and are rebellious. What else do you have to quibble about?"

Impatient, Hu Weiyong put a hat on Zhang Song first.

"Every sentence I said is the key point. Competing for profit with the people is fighting for the world. But what kind of world would it be without the love of the people?"

Zhang Song confronted each other.

"What are you talking about? It's just bewitching." Hu Weiyong had never heard such rebellious remarks, and his beard straightened with anger.

Zhu Yuanzhang also had a dark face aside, not knowing what to think.

As a person who traveled through time, Zhang Song naturally knew what kind of ruthless character the current emperor is, who starts with a bowl and ends with a king of thousands of ages.

But precisely, the historical limitations of Zhu Yuanzhang's Ming Chengyuan system also directly led to the inability of modern China to move towards capital.

This is sorry for Huaxia, sorry for our ancestors.