Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

Zhu Yuanzhang was originally careless.

Regarding Yuan Shi, because some of the names were too difficult to pronounce, he mostly passed by the secrets of the palace and power struggles.

But he has never taken matters related to battles lightly.

Therefore, the Cao Youwen mentioned by later generations knew a hundred times more details than this. Even before, after Fu Youde defeated Sichuan, he went to the ancient battlefield of Jiguan Pass to pay his respects, and he wrote a memorial to review the Mongolian attack on Shu.

Therefore, he looked at the story about the war rather haphazardly, and focused more on the rather novel aspects.

The map is as lifelike as an arm and makes you feel like you can visit the ancient battlefield in person.

If this miraculous map could be used by us, the world would be pacified at least two years earlier!

If these young men with red lips and white teeth were to be in Yingtian Mansion, they would probably be stepped down by matchmakers...

But soon, these wandering thoughts were quickly put back.

Following the death of "Cao Youwen" on the screen, the Mongolians also left the scene one after another, heading west towards Shu. Only the dead bodies remained on the screen.

But soon, with the rapid change of light and darkness, green grass grew here, and then several shadows flickered several times, and small tombs were built one by one.

Queen Ma saw the clue:

"This seems like... time flies by."

Then Tomorrow suddenly realized that between light and darkness, wasn't it the rapid rotation of day and night?

At this time, he also noticed that there was a number below that was increasing rapidly.

Starting from 1,236, then to 1,600, and then to 1,700, the numbers rotated so fast that it was hard to see clearly, and finally stopped slowly at around two thousand.

Just as the scene was changing rapidly, he could see the green here fading rapidly. Low thatched huts were built one after another, but they were quickly deserted. The roads crawled through like snakes, but were quickly covered up by weeds.

A group of soldiers similar to the Ming Dynasty army passed by from west to east with a big smile. Zhu Yuanzhang subconsciously guessed that when Fu Youde defeated Shu with the slogan of attacking Jinniu Road, he finally entered Shu from the west road. Could this be the case? What happened to Master Shengli? But soon he no longer had the energy to pay attention to this.

More thatched huts and low city walls were built here, and a small city began to take shape. But in the end, a group of soldiers with bright heads and rattails on their backs trampled the small city, and again moved from east to west, wearing the same beard on their faces. The Yuan-like look on his face also made Tomorrow's heart tense.

As the numbers continued to push back, he was surprised to see a long group of soldiers, holding red flags embroidered with white light, marching from west to east in a majestic manner. Judging from the clothing and equipment, even if they couldn't understand clearly, they would be there tomorrow. Zi could still read the meaning of poverty in it, but the expressions on the faces of these soldiers were very familiar to him. They were just like the young men who joined the army alone from all over the world during the raid on the residual Yuan Dynasty. They held the same belief.

"Fight the Hulu..." Tomorrow Zi whispered, the voice only he could hear.

As the numbers changed rapidly again, the scenery we saw next was completely different:

A group of excited people worked day and night to build a long train on the railway track, going deep into Bashu from east to west.

A long iron box flies on it, carrying people or goods coming and going.

The faded green grew back, and the land that had been trampled several times was leveled again. Green plants broke out of the ground, growing tenaciously upward, and finally bloomed into golden flowers. You can see this picture as it continues to rise. Arriving at the 100-mile field of flowers surrounding the railway track that runs from east to west, a small town has sprung up next to it. Looking north, the earliest tombs have long since disappeared into the sea of ​​flowers.

After quietly staring at the three words "Yangpingguan" on the big house next to the railway track for a long time, Tomorrow Zi finally said leisurely:

"So lovely."

Queen Ma also nodded, speechless for a moment.

How could the two of them not understand at this time that what this screen showed was the hundreds of years of changes on this side of the battlefield. Although it was still difficult to tell the truth from the false, this method was almost ghostly.

Tomorrow the emperor is thinking about something else:

"According to this, what we have done has turned out to be useless? Then the barbarians have neglected China again?"

Zhu Yuanzhang himself did not believe that the Ming Dynasty could last for thousands of years. After all, if you look at the historical records, you will know that the rise and fall of the dynasty is indeed ordinary, as the Han Jinchen Zhang Tiangang said.

But no matter what, our Ming Dynasty is always different from the previous dynasty, right? Then it shouldn't be too greedy to pass it on for a hundred generations. According to this meaning, how can it only last three or four hundred years?

And even if the descendants are stupid and incompetent and the country is destroyed, it will be like the Song Dynasty to the Tang Dynasty... It will be like the Tang Dynasty to the Sui Dynasty. How come they are dressed up by a group of barbarians and sent to Bashu? This was the most difficult thing for him to let go of.

This time, there was no need for Queen Ma to speak. Zhu Yuanzhang had already thought about it and said:

"No, maybe this thing is here to cause harm to our country... When we find Luo Guanzhong and Liu Sanwu, we can confront each other and find out the authenticity."

But having said that, from the beginning to the end, Tomorrow's eyes were always fixed on the beautiful scenery on the light screen.

Seeing the sea of ​​flowers slowly swaying in the wind, and a group of boldly dressed people walking in the sea of ​​flowers, he finally couldn't help but sigh again:

"Why can't our Ming Dynasty govern the country like this?"

Queen Ma said with relief:

"If it is true, since this young man has a lot of respect for his husband, it cannot be said that the rebels who came out of Shu were all imitating Emperor Hongwu's journey, going north to destroy the barbarians, clearing the world and restoring the Han family's clothes."

"But they don't wear clothes like our Han family..." Zhu Yuanzhang hummed, but he also knew in his heart that the clothes of those playing near the sea of ​​flowers did not look like Hu Tong.

Queen Ma pretended not to notice Tomorrow's habit of refusing to admit defeat verbally, and just smiled and said:

"If it looks good, take a second look. Regardless of whether it is true or not, wait until Na Luo Guanzhong arrives and your Majesty will confront him before worrying about it."

She knew the character of the person next to her pillow very well. No matter what the screen said was proven or false, I am afraid that the man who was called Emperor Hongwu would have to work hard.

[Cao Youwen's death in battle is a tragedy. He was one of the few famous generals in the Southern Song Dynasty who dared to fight Meng Jin in the field and win.

And if we take it seriously, Cao Youwen's death in battle is essentially a tragedy born from the national policy of using culture to control military force established in the Zhao Er era.

After all, the commander-in-chief of Shu at that time, except for Cui Yu, a famous official with both strategy and strategy, from Zheng Sun, to Gui Ruyuan, to Zhao Yanna, they were basically pure and inferior, and no one could be seen.

This actually involves what I said before. After the scholar-bureaucrats took charge of military affairs in the Song Dynasty, the biggest problem was their excessive naivety in military strategy.