Spoiling History: Starting from the Three Kingdoms

"Boss, we've arrived at Yingtian Prefecture."

Hearing Fu Shou's words, Xu Da lifted the tarpaulin on the carriage window.

The red building reflected the green water, the weeping willows were folded between the flying eaves, the magnificent carriages were like clouds, and the condensed horns were playing, which was very impressive.

The lifted tarpaulin was put down again, and his sigh came from it:

"Fu Shou, why do you feel that Yingtian Prefecture is very different every time you come back?"

Fu Shou drove the carriage carefully:

"Boss, you always return to Beijing at the end of the year and go north at the beginning of the year. You have been fighting against the Hu for a year. Yingtian Prefecture is very different every year."

That's true, but Xu Da just sighed casually. It's better to say that his mentality is different than Yingtian Prefecture.

In the past few years, every time he returned to Beijing, Hu Weiyong's servants were waiting for him everywhere. This year, without Hu Weiyong, he thought he could have some peace and quiet, but a letter from His Majesty made him feel anxious again.

The letter was brief, but the excitement in it was almost overflowing, and it urged him to return to the south as soon as possible.

I can't remember the last time His Majesty was so excited, and Xu Da's explanation was very simple:

Something big happened that he didn't know about.

The bicycle entered the city like a drop of water into the sea and soon disappeared. Fortunately, Fushou was no longer surprised by his master's low-key behavior.

There was no ceremony that could be called grand. The carriage of the general simply passed through the Hongwu Gate and went straight to the imperial city.

After returning to the capital, he first returned the seal and ribbon to the imperial city, then went to the palace city to pay homage to the emperor, and then gave a banquet and rest. This was a standard procedure that had been done several times, and Xu Da was very familiar with it.

There was nothing much to say about returning the seal and ribbon, but the slightly different thing was to pay homage to the emperor.

After all, His Majesty's mood may not be the same every time he returns. Sometimes they will have a meal together, sometimes they will talk about the snow in the north, and sometimes they will play two games of chess to relieve boredom when they encounter difficulties.

But looking at the book called "The Story of Liangshan" that His Majesty stuffed into his hand, Xu Da still expressed his 120,000 incomprehension.

He is not unfamiliar with the storybook, and it is okay to read it in his spare time, but it is a bit inappropriate to put it here.

After all, the storybook is also called a novel. What is a novel? One word is collected, and the discussion of a madman.

However, since it has been stuffed into his hand, it is obvious that His Majesty wants to talk about something about this storybook this time, so Xu Da simply opened it and took a look.

The opening story of the Heavenly Master praying for blessings and the demons mistakenly leaving is not very new to Xu Da, or it can be said that this kind of storybook that starts with things about gods and ghosts is the norm, and it is not considered to be anything new.

But as Shi Jin, the Nine-Striped Dragon, appeared, Xu Da also remembered the time when he was still a farmer's son and practiced martial arts in the hope of achieving great things.

However, he turned another page and saw the three leaders of the strong men who gathered five or seven hundred minions appeared one after another. Xu Da's slightly nostalgic mood suddenly disappeared without a trace:

"Divine Military Advisor Zhu Wu... Leaping Tiger Chen Da... White Flower Snake Yang Chun."

"It's okay to be a strong man, but why doesn't your majesty find a better name for me?"

The emperor glanced at him calmly:

"Brother, do you think we can write this thing?"

Seeing the brother's restrained look, Zhu Yuanzhang didn't keep him in suspense and started with the Tianshou Festival.

The sick queen, the strange screen, the palace maid's message, the emperor's move, the light curtain to explain the history, the suspected disclosure of the secret, until finally finding Luo Guanzhong and Liu Sanwu to verify the authenticity.

Xu Da listened attentively, and finally exclaimed:

"Your Majesty's experience is even more bizarre than this story."

There was no doubt in his words. After all, it was made clear just now that he was urged to return to Beijing early in order to catch up with the three-month deadline mentioned by the screen, which was exactly three days later.

The emperor nodded in agreement. In fact, he went to his sister to confirm it when he got up the next day. He almost thought that he had a dream the day before.

"This Liangshan Biography was found by the Yiluan Division at Luo Guanzhong's residence. It is said that it was written by his teacher Shi Naian."

Speaking of this book, Zhu Yuanzhang's face was a bit tangled and a bit sneered:

"This Shi Naian is interesting. Zhang Shicheng, who defected, couldn't compete with us, so he simply wrote the three of us brothers into his storybook, and was unwilling to give us a better name. He was very stingy."

"It's just a pity that his literary talent is okay, but he has no military strategy at all. No wonder we didn't know his name before."

Xu Da didn't care too much. Although Zhang Shicheng left a little impression on him, compared with the remnant Yuan that he was worried about how to defeat, it was not worth mentioning.

And just flipping through this storybook, Xu Da knew what His Majesty meant by lamenting that there was no military strategy at all.

Just like Shi Jin, who has already appeared, went from Weizhou to Yanzhou to look for Wang Jin, which was only about 700 to 800 miles away, but he could finally go straight to Damingfu, Hebei, 2,000 miles away.

Let’s not talk about the plan to rob in Damingfu, and the final location Taohua Mountain is nearly a thousand miles away in Qingzhou, Shandong.

It is also strange that Monk Lu passed by this place when he set out from Wutai Mountain to Xiangguo Temple. Wutai Mountain is in Shanxi, and Xiangguo Temple is in Henan, which is a few hundred miles south. How could he turn to Qingzhou, Shandong, thousands of miles away and run into Shi Jin?

According to what your majesty said, flipping through the back, Liangshan’s expedition to Fang La is well written, the two sides fought fiercely step by step, and the geographical location is clearly recorded, but Xu Da in this battle process looks so familiar, how can it be so similar to the battle that your majesty defeated Zhang Shicheng?

So the general who conquered the enemy asked directly:

"Your majesty, don’t punish him?"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand:

"The man is dead, so what's the crime? Could he dig up his grave and whip his corpse? This is not the fault of a human king."

In the final analysis, there is a bit of grumbling in these words. If he got angry and went to war because of this, it would seem a bit inconsistent with the Hongwu Emperor as he was revered by later generations.

He, the Great Emperor Hongwu, should be a wise and wise king through the ages, with great talent, great strategy, open-mindedness to accept advice, and outstanding meritorious deeds.

"Furthermore, we were worried that Luo Guanzhong would be as inferior in military strategy as his previous division, so we specially summoned him to visit the scene three days later."

"Isn't he going to write that great Ming Dynasty book "The Romance of the Three Kingdoms"? If he has any doubts, he can just ask Emperor Zhaolie directly. We can call him broad-minded."

Xu Da expressed doubts. Although this can be called a special encounter, Liu Bei is about to capture Cao Cao...

Have these three countries become too much? Are you sure this is helping Luo Guanzhong?

In short, when he finally said goodbye, Zhu Yuanzhang repeatedly told him that there would be a banquet to watch the screen in three days, and he must come together.

Xu Da had no intention of rejecting this. After all, since there was something magical, he should take a look at it no matter what.

What Xu Da didn't expect was that when he entered the palace three days later, he heard His Majesty giving orders loudly as soon as he approached the Huagai Hall:

"You two are all good at painting. You don't need to say anything about what you see later. You just need to faithfully copy the amazing scenery you see. Do you understand?"

"Since you two are good at shorthand, then write down all the words of the people in the painting verbatim!"

"Biao'er, please stop hugging Xiao Bai. How unbecoming would it be if Marquis Wu sees him later! Take the hero with you and explain to him later!"

"Fourth brother, hold Xiaobai well and don't let him cry loudly... Can't control it? If you can't control it, go out and come back in when he stops crying! Wait, don't hit your brother! Don't hit your brother even if he cries!"

"Huh? Sixth, get up and turn around for me to see... Why is there still armor inside? Don't follow the example of Fourth! Go back and change it quickly!"

Xu Da stepped up the steps and saw King Chu running away from him with a flat mouth.

Looking up, you can still see the messy scenery in the Huagai Hall, which makes Xu Da a little worried:

Then the light curtain won't be frightened into hiding, right?