Daming: I asked you to hang yourself, but I didn’t ask you to rebuild the Ming Dynasty

Seeing the emperor striding towards him, Wang Zheng prostrated himself on the ground.

He was over seventy years old and burst into tears.

"The sinner Wang Zheng, please see your Majesty!"

"Your Majesty, it's all right. Even if the guilty minister dies, he will die with a smile!"

Zhu Youjian hurriedly pulled Wang Zheng up with both hands.

He stared at Wang Zheng's wrinkled face for a long time.

Seeing that Wang Zheng was at a loss, Zhu Youjian sighed:

"The Qing family has given me such a hard time looking for it!"

There is indeed no impression of Wang Zheng in the memory of the original owner.

In later history, because Wang conquered the northerners, there were even fewer researchers.

Even though Zhu Youjian has a master's degree in history, he only has a general understanding of him.

Even, I don’t even know which prefecture and county Wang Zheng is from!

The highest official Wang Zheng held was the fifth-rank official in Shandong Province.

Still on the recommendation of the unlucky guy Sun Yuanhua.

In just one year, we encountered Kong Youde's rebellion...

Wang Zheng lost his official position...

Therefore, the court officials did not know who Wang Zheng was!

……

Zhu Youjian sighed, stretched out his hand to pull Wang Zheng, and was about to walk towards the official residence.

He pulled it casually, but heard Wang Zheng take a breath of cold air.

The tentacles only feel rough.

Zhu Youjian hurriedly lowered his head to look, only to see Wang Zheng's left hand wrapped in a thick bandage.

Under his tug, blood stains were already smeared out.

"Wang Qing's family, what is this?"

Zhu Youjian looked at Wang Zheng's wound in disbelief. How could an old man have such a big wound on his hand?

"it's okay no problem."

Wang Zheng shrank his palms and covered the wound with his sleeves.

His wrinkled face is full of smiles:

"Li Zicheng wants me to be an official..."

Under Wang Zheng's narration, Zhu Youjian couldn't help but stand in awe.

……

Although Wang Zheng was only an insignificant official in the Ming Dynasty, not to mention unpopular with the scholars, Wang Zheng did his best for the Ming Dynasty.

After Li Zicheng captured Shaanxi, he was asked to serve as an official several times.

They were all rejected by Wang Zheng.

Li Zicheng occupied the capital and sent an envoy to "invite" Wang Zheng to the capital.

After Wang Zheng got the news, he wrote an epitaph for himself: "There is a Jinshi in the Ming Dynasty who served as a political official in Shandong, served as an inspector of the Liao Navy, and served as the tomb of Wang Zheng, a good man."

Then he carried his sword and waited for the arrival of the messenger.

After Li Zicheng's messenger arrived, Wang Zheng repeatedly expressed his intention not to serve Li Zicheng.

The envoy came only for Wang Zheng, and Li Zicheng even issued a strict order to kidnap Wang Zheng even if he was kidnapped!

The envoy immediately took off the pretense of friendly invitation and revealed a tough stance.

Seeing that there was nothing he could do, Wang Zheng shouted: "I thank my Lord with the blood of my neck!"

After saying this, Wang Zheng drew his sword and killed himself.

The messenger was frightened, fearing that he would not be able to complete his errand, so he stepped forward to snatch it.

While pulling, Wang Zheng's knife injured the messenger.

Wang Zheng was also cut on his left hand, and the wound was so deep that the bone was visible.

After Wang Zheng's adopted son Wang Yongchun begged, the messenger had no choice but to take Wang Yongchun away.

……

Wang Zheng in history later committed suicide.

In this time and space, Mingshun's alliance has become the consensus of both parties.

When Zhu Youjian let Yuan Zongdao leave, his request was that the ministers and gentry who were committed to the Ming Dynasty must be returned.

After Yuan Zongdao learned that Zhu Youjian was looking for Wang Zheng, he simply sent Wang Zheng's family to Wuguan.

Only then did Wang Zheng arrive.

……

After listening to Wang Zheng's story, Zhu Youjian said with emotion:

"If everyone in the world were like a public servant, why would the country of Ming Dynasty be unrest?"

Ming dynasty……

What a fucking motherfucker.

The world's top technology, the world's top civilization.

Regardless of their literary or military skills, they are all world-class existences...

China has been in decline for hundreds of years!

Wang Zheng smiled apologetically.

He was just a humble official, so he didn't dare to answer the emperor's words!

Zhu Youjian sighed with emotion and asked:

"I heard that the Qing family has a special skill that can make a boat unable to move in a basin?"

Wang Zheng laughed and waved to Wang Yongchun to fetch a half-foot-long ship model.

"Your Majesty, please look at this. This is the fire ship I made."

Zhu You took a closer look and saw that the boat had a shape, edges and corners.

Not only can the oars and sculls move, but even a small boiler on the bow can be turned on.

"When I was in the capital concentrating on the imperial examination, there was Wang Shuyuan, a native of Changshu, South Zhili.

He has exquisite craftsmanship and can carve houses, utensils, figures, birds, animals, trees, and rocks out of wood with a diameter of only one inch.

They all follow the original patterns of the objects and simulate the shapes of the things to be carved.

Each carving has its own mood and is lifelike.

What he is best at is carving boats on peach stones. "

Zhu Youjian nodded, he knew this.

Wei Xuezhen, who wrote "The Story of Nuclear Boat", was the son of Wei Dazhong, the backbone of the Donglin Party.

Wang Zheng pointed at the boat and said with a smile:

"I was thinking at that time, could I also shrink these things that I have?"

He shook his head mockingly:

"But I didn't expect that my fire ship would only be half a foot long at least."

Zhu Youjian shook his head:

"Skills have specializations, but the Qing family's strength is machinery. It can't be used without power. This is what makes the Qing family unique in the world."

"Wang Shuyuan, although his skills are exquisite, all his works are dead things. They are nothing more than playthings on the shelf of ancient books. What good is it to the country? What use is it to me?"

"I heard that the fire boat built by Wang Qing was able to move on its own without moving.

In my opinion, what the Qing family has done is just a sideshow, and it is far inferior to Uncle Wang! "

To put it bluntly, Wang Shuyuan's nuclear boat is nothing more than a miniature sculpture!

It can neither eat nor drink, let alone enhance national strength.

The reason why he is famous is just because he took advantage of people and location.

With the son of a key member of the Donglin Party personally promoting this fellow countryman, Wang Shuyuan's reputation will be remembered forever. (In the Ming Dynasty, Zhejiang and Jiangsu were both under the rule of Southern Zhili.)

Are there few people learning micro-sculpture?

How many can carve a lifelike image?

Those jade carving masters, who are not using knives on areas as big as a palm?

But why aren't jade carving masters famous?

Do not believe?

Excuse me - who is the sculptor of He's Bi? Who is the carver of the Chuanguo Jade Seal?

who knows?

Why aren't their names passed down through the ages?

No Donglin propaganda!

Oh, wasn’t that when Dong Lin didn’t exist?

I dare to ask, among the tens of thousands of people in Donglin and Fushe, who wrote an article about how exquisite the Ming Dynasty’s artillery and how exquisite its muskets were?

There is something wrong at the root!

……

Wang Zheng was very happy to hear that the emperor admired his own fire ship so much.

He held his beard and laughed: "Your Majesty, please bring out a basin of water, and I will show your Majesty the stunt of making a fire boat go away!"

Zhu Youjian waved his hand, and a soldier immediately ran over with a wooden basin and a bucket of water.

Wang Yongchun poured the water into the wooden basin himself. Wang Zheng asked someone to bring charcoal. After burning it red, he picked up a few pieces and put them into the fist-sized boiler.