Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

The Emperor of the Ming Dynasty circled twice around this familiar yet unfamiliar screen.

This is indeed the screen placed in the Huagai Hall in my memory.

But the light curtain that still exudes gleaming light is something he has never seen in Huagai Hall in these years.

If you look closely and stretch your neck, you can't seem to see inside the light curtain.

When you poke it with your finger, you can see the light curtain undulating like water, but there is no feeling of touching anything on your finger.

So he immediately became curious, looked around, and took a pair of scissors from the lady's sewing basket.

"Zhu Baba! What are you going to do!"

A sudden loud shout made her hands tremble. After hurriedly squeezing the scissors, she turned around and saw that the lady was still wrapped in quilt, but she had already stood up with a serious face.

"Hey, keep your voice down...we're not worried that this thing is caused by some alchemist magic..."

"What kind of magic can be obtained from the Huagai Palace?!"

Feeling a little helpless, she came over to take the scissors from her husband and carefully put them back into the sewing basket. Perhaps because of this action and the violent drinking, Queen Ma coughed a few more times.

This actually caused Tomorrow to panic a little. He immediately forgot about his concern about the address. He helped Madam sit down carefully and listened to her calmly explain:

"Of course I don't believe in the prophecy book... but the history it tells is quite interesting."

"interesting?"

Empress Ma smiled gently, not at all as elegant as when she had just shouted:

"This thing is like the storyteller in the tea shop, talking about history and praising heroes."

"Madam is familiar with history books, what's new about this?" Zhu Yuanzhang disagreed.

"Of course there are differences. For example, the light curtain once said that there was a country named Nanming, which was even worse than the Southern Song Dynasty."

"Is this thing scolding our Ming Dynasty?!" Zhu Yuanzhang stood up suddenly, and his eyes unconsciously moved to the sewing basket.

Empress Ma struggled to pull her husband to sit down. After thinking for a while, she decided to put down the description of the Bao Sect as one of the rare faint kings in history, and then said:

"He also said that if there is a wise king, he must speak to Li Erfeng and Zhu Baba."

Then she saw that her husband had a confused look on his face, as if he wanted to point at the screen and say something, but in the end he patted the thigh where he was sitting cross-legged:

"If we talk about the rulers of the world who have worked hard to govern the world, we should recommend Han Gaozu and Guangwu. When it comes to heroes, who can be like Tang Tai... Wait, Li Erfeng is Tang Taizong?"

Empress Ma suppressed her laughter and nodded, then started to undress her husband:

"Don't wear these inconvenient uniforms once you've entered the house."

Throwing the heavy clothes aside, Empress Ma went to the palace door and ordered through the door:

"Send someone to report to the civil and military officials of the Jinshen Palace, saying that the queen is suffering from heart palpitations and needs to be accompanied by your majesty for a few moments."

"When the Queen takes the medicine and breaks out into a sweat, Your Majesty will go to the Shen Shen Palace to accuse the officials."

Tomorrow looked at Empress Ming with a smile as she arranged the matter properly, and also arranged it with him:

"Since Ba Ba is worried about some evil method, then I will accompany you here to listen and see."

"It just so happens that the founding of the Mongolian Yuan Kingdom is mentioned at this time. Ba Ba should be much clearer about this than I am."

Tomorrow Zi suddenly felt helpless:

"Okay, okay, but let's call us Chongba."

…

In Luoyang Villa, the happy atmosphere was slightly diluted by a name.

Kong Ming couldn't laugh or cry: "Who is this Zhuge Buliang?"

Lu Su had some guesses about this:

"Mostly just a wisecrack from later generations."

"However, the decline of the Jin Kingdom is almost exactly the same as Xin Qiji's assertion."

"The poor strive for wealth and forget to die; the rich are afraid of poverty and fear death."

"If you forget the dead, you will attack without hesitation. If you fear the dead, you will lose every battle if you look forward and backward."

Kong Ming nodded and shook his head, because he remembered the failure of the Northern Song Dynasty's reform, and then looked at the Jin Kingdom's trouble with raising tigers, and for a moment he felt somewhat similar:

"Later generations once said that the root of reform lies in the distribution of benefits."

"Looking at the Jin Kingdom now, if we want long-term peace and stability, everyone must have their own interests."

Lu Su was able to keep up with Kong Ming's thinking, and he immediately understood:

"The purpose of the reform in the Northern Song Dynasty was to allow the military ministers and common people to gain more benefits from the hands of the scholar-bureaucrats. Then the world judged them as 'fearful of bloodshed.' Therefore, the reform failed, and the disaster of party strife became more serious, leading to the disaster of Jingkang."

"The same is true for the Kingdom of Jin. The Jurchens' nobles usurped the foundation of the country, causing the people to boil over. They ignored one thing and the other. They failed to control the growth of Mongolia in the north, and they lacked ambition in the south and died in peace."

"Although the Song and Jin Dynasties are enemies, they are all the same on the inside. They are all peaceful people and have no ambition to unify."

Liu Bei listened quietly, becoming more wary of the aristocratic family.

"but……"

Lu Su still didn't believe it when he said it:

"This Temujin was able to subdue a large tribe of 300,000 people with only 5,000 cavalry?"

"The military advisor doesn't know!" Zhang Fei immediately started gesticulating:

"I was in Liangzhou last year and dealt with the local tribe according to Ma Mengqi's teachings."

"Come in, knock down those who dare to hold weapons, and then tell them that if they follow me in the war, they will gain fame and money. Then they will borrow money to buy armor and ride their favorite horses to join the army. It's very simple."

"I think coming to Mongolia is no different."

Lu Su's eyes widened. He felt that General Meng Qi's military training had always been rough, but he didn't expect that recruiting troops here could be even more rough.

"Moreover."

Zhang Fei obviously has his own understanding:

"King Zuoxian of the Keli tribe will marry his two daughters to Temujin and his son, and then the two parties will be married."

"Perhaps King Zuo Xian still thinks that the Kelie tribe annexed Mongolia."

Liu Bei calmly shook his head:

"No, this Kelie tribe is not the leader and civil servants of the Southern Song Dynasty, so it's not like he would confuse right and wrong like this."

Zhang Fei was stunned for a moment, then laughed.

[Genghis Khan's army was ready to go, but what he probably didn't expect was that the aftermath of the unification of the grassland tribes would already be a bit overwhelming for the surrounding countries.

In 1206, Temujin completely conquered the Naiman tribe, northern Naiman tribe, and Merqi tribe that opposed him, so he took the title of Genghis Khan.

When the Naiman tribe was annihilated, Taiyang Khan of this tribe was captured and killed on the spot. His son Qu Chulu led the remaining tribe to flee west and defected to Mierqi, a third surname.

As a result, within a month, the Mongolian cavalry followed closely. The Merqi tribe was defeated and annexed on the spot, and its leader Tuotuo and Qu Chulu escaped together.

Thinking of being begged by Mi'er, Qu Chulu patted his chest and said, don't be afraid, come with me to join our cousins ​​in the northern part of the Naiman tribe. My uncle would treat us kindly if he didn't want Luhan!

As a result, less than two months after the two defected, Temujin led his troops westward into the Altai Mountains and directly launched a sneak attack on Shaluhan.

If Luhan was not wanted to be captured on the spot, the northern part of the barbarians would be destroyed and the grasslands would be unified.

Temujin beat the horse master and went back to take the title of Genghis Khan.

Qu Chulu, who sacrificed his uncle again and escaped death, went all the way west and fled into the border of Xiliao Kingdom.

The result was something that even Qu Chulu himself did not expect:

How could I, a prince in trouble, become the emperor of Xiliao just by relying on my face? 】