Although Zhu Sheng was over sixty years old and had a gray beard, he was full of energy, and when he heard that Zhu Yuanzhang was visiting in person, he hurriedly bowed down, and said humbly: "It turns out that Wu Guogong has arrived, and Xiaomin is just a rural villager, how dare you condescend to ask?"

Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly supported him and said respectfully: "Zhu heard that Mr. is well-read and knowledgeable, and he came to visit today and implore Mr. to give me advice and discuss the matter of the expedition." Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Zhu Sheng excused himself and said: "Xiaomin is old, and he has not asked about mundane things for a long time, so he does not dare to miss the future of adults. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang bowed again, "If it weren't for Mr. Fu Tong to persuade Fu Tong to surrender, Huizhou would definitely be ruined." Mr. cares about the people, why not bear the court to continue to treat the Han people harshly, and ask Mr. to teach me the plan to save the country and save the people of the world from dire straits. ”

Zhu Sheng saw that he was approachable, modest and polite, and ambitious, so he couldn't help but smile slightly, twisted his beard and said: "If the adults don't dislike it, the old man will give you nine words - build a high wall, accumulate grain, and slowly become the king. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang was confused, "Sir, can you explain in detail?"

If the adult can understand the meaning of these nine words, the old man will go out of the mountain to assist the adult. "Zhu Sheng sold a pass, it is an honor to be appreciated by Zhu Yuanzhang, but it depends on whether Zhu Yuanzhang is worthy of his service.

After Zhu Yuanzhang heard this, he kept it firmly in his heart, and returned all the way back to Yingtian, still pondering over and over again.

"Slow down the king" He understood, this proposal was the same as Ma Xiuying's suggestion, telling him not to be a prince early. The gun shot the first bird, but I didn't see Zhang Shicheng saying that the king was attacked by the Yuan court, Xu Shouhui said that the king was also attacked by the Yuan court, and Han Lin'er was forced by the Yuan army to abandon Bianliang and retreat to Anfeng. In short, whoever is the king, the Yuan court will fight whomever he wants. Although he is already a warlord, there is still a certain gap between his strength and Han Lin'er, Zhang Shicheng, Xu Shouhui and others. Therefore, in order to maintain his strength, he must not rush to become the king, and let those big warlords attract the attention of the Yuan court first and avoid the spearhead of the heroes.

But what does it mean to "build a high wall and accumulate grain"? Do you still want to continue to build the city wall of Gao Yingtian? Zhu Yuanzhang couldn't figure it out, and he wasn't in a hurry, and when he went back to discuss it with Li Shanchang and the others, he would naturally find it clear. Seeing that Ma Xiuying was about to give birth, he didn't dare to delay, hurried back to the house, and went to visit Ma Xiuying after a simple wash.

Ma Xiuying was taking a walk in the garden, Xunying helped her move slowly, and there were several maids behind her, all of whom cautiously followed suit.

"It's not for you to rest in bed, why did you come out again? I've been away for the past few days, you must have taken my words as wind in your ears. Zhu Yuanzhang hurriedly stepped forward to support Ma Xiuying, for fear that she would make a mistake. Other women almost all lie in bed to nourish their bodies in the days when they are in labor, and Ma Xiuying is not restless at all, not only has to go out and walk around every day, but sometimes has to do some messy "gymnastics", which makes Zhu Yuanzhang worried and helpless.

Ma Xiuying grabbed his arm and smiled, "Proper prenatal exercise will help me give birth smoothly." Don't worry, I didn't do gymnastics anymore, I just walked around. ”

Zhu Yuanzhang complained in a doting tone: "You, you always say some strange truths. It's windy outside, so go back to the house. ”

"Why did you come back so soon? Didn't you see Zhu Sheng?" Ma Xiuying honestly followed him into the house.

Zhu Yuanzhang poured a large glass of water, "See, this old man has a problem for me." But you're going to give birth, I don't dare to delay too long outside, so I'll rush back to accompany you first. ”

Others say that Zhu Yuanzhang is a big boss, but in fact, Ma Xiuying knows that he is thick and fine. Seeing that he was so considerate of himself, Ma Xiuying's smile became brighter and brighter, and she asked curiously, "What problem did Zhu Sheng have?"

Zhu Yuanzhang expressed the confusion in his heart, "This person is a real wise man, and he talks extraordinary. I asked him for advice on how to save the country, and he told me the nine words: 'Build a high wall, store up grain, and slow down the king,' and said that I could understand the meaning, and he went out to help me. ”

"Build a high wall, accumulate grain, and slowly become the king," Ma Xiuying repeated softly, suddenly her eyes lit up, and she frowned, "I understand, the starling brother now only occupies Yingtianfu and its surrounding areas, there are Han Lin'er and Liu Futong in the north of you, Zhang Shicheng in the east, Xu Shouhui and others in the west, and the Yuan army in the south, their forces are stronger than yours, and you should not take the initiative in the face of strong neighbors on all sides, you should keep your eyes open and wait for the opportunity." During this period, efforts were made to develop agriculture, prepare sufficient military rations, train soldiers and horses, and accumulate strength. ”

"I see. Zhu Yuanzhang suddenly brightened up, and said with a slight annoyance: "These scholars just like to beat around the bush, and they will solve it if they say no, which makes me think about it for a long time, in fact, this is what I originally planned." ”

"Mr. Zhu Sheng is a test of your understanding, if you can't even understand this, why should people help you?" Ma Xiuying covered her mouth and snickered. The historical significance of these nine words has been explained by the teacher when she was in school, and Grandpa Mao has also quoted these nine words flexibly, as China's international strategy in the early seventies of the twentieth century, if she can't answer, she is really embarrassed to say that she has read a book.

Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, as if he had picked up a great bargain, "I also said to ask Li Shanchang about them, but I didn't expect that Mrs. is very smart and very perceptive, and now he can't run away, so I will repair the book and ask him to come to Yingtianfu to take up his post quickly." Only in front of Ma Xiuying will Zhu Yuanzhang show such a tired and crooked side.

"You, you. Ma Xiuying looked at him funny, "I'm going to be a father, and I'm still like a child." ”

Zhu Yuanzhang put his ear to her abdomen, "Aren't I happy?

"I've moved before, and this will probably be sleeping. ”

"Children are more obedient than you. ”

"Hate ......"

The two of them nested at the bedside and said some jokes about husband and wife, Zhu Yuanzhang said with a straight face: "This Zhu Sheng really can't be underestimated, he can say such a wonderful plan in a secluded mountain village, and he really has a good heart." ”

Ma Xiuying leaned her head on his chest and listened to his heartbeat, "So people often say that it depends on military generals to fight the world, and it depends on civil servants to govern the world." Now, if you want to cultivate your glory and develop Yingtian's power, you must recruit more literati to assist. There are many talented people in Jiangnan, and I used to know ...... I know a lot. She suddenly thought of Yao Tianxi, hesitated for a moment, quickly changed the topic and said, "In short, don't despise these literati. ”

"A Zhu Sheng is so powerful, where do I dare to despise the talents of Jiangnan. Zhu Yuanzhang didn't hear Ma Xiuying's hesitation, and said with a smile while putting on the quilt, "I'll go see Li Qi'er tonight, you can rest early." ”

In order to make up for it, Zhu Yuanzhang often visited Li Qi'er during this time, and sometimes rested in her courtyard. Ma Xiuying also felt guilty about not being able to avenge Li Qi'er's child, and often urged Zhu Yuanzhang to accompany and comfort Li Qi'er more.

Seeing Zhu Yuanzhang leave, Ma Xiuying smiled self-deprecatingly, why did she suddenly remember that person, was it because of Jiangnan's relationship? Over the years, she had never deliberately inquired about him. If Sunshadow mentions his situation, she listens silently, and if Sunshadow doesn't mention it, she doesn't ask. Coming to Jiangnan again, many people and things have changed over time, but why is the person who should have been forgotten in my mind becoming clearer and clearer?

Xun Ying came in with a tonic, and when she saw her quietly in a daze, she couldn't help asking, "Master, what's wrong?"

Ma Xiuying came back to her senses, she didn't like this feeling of worrying about her stomach, and she didn't think there was anything unsightly, so she simply asked generously: "Brother Yao, well, how is Master Daoyan doing?"

Xun Ying immediately laughed, handed over the medicine, and said: "Although Brother Yao is a monk, he does not abide by the precepts of Buddhism at all, he still eats meat and drinks wine, and even goes to the land of fireworks with Gao Qi, Wang Xing and other talents," she paused, looked at Ma Xiuying's expression, and said cautiously: "But Brother Yao never cherishes this kind of place, but just goes against these talented people for chanting poetry." For example, the poems he made, "Five battles on the stone side of the qin, peach blossoms in March, carp flying" and so on have been praised by people. There is also a poem "Spring is in flowers, all flowers are spring, flowers are in spring, all spring is flowers" is funny. Madam, do you think it's funny?"

Ma Xiuying couldn't help laughing, and when she thought about it, she couldn't laugh. Yao Tianxi uses Zen metaphor for poetry, not involving Buddhism, but entering the Zen flavor. She couldn't help but praise: "It's a good treatise on poetry like Zen, Brother Yao wrote these poems in his heart, and he can enjoy the tranquility and tranquility of the pure soul." It seems that he has finally stopped dwelling on pain and is truly open-minded. ”

Xun Ying muttered secretly: "The poems written by Brother Yao are inexplicable, and the words spoken by Mrs. are strange, what a pair of weirdos." ”

At this time, Dao Yanzheng, who was being discussed, was chatting and laughing with Gao Qi, Ye Chen and others in the academy.

Gao Qi suddenly sneezed in public and covered his nose self-deprecatingly, "Who is talking about me?"

Everyone is arrogant, and they don't mind his faux pas, Ye Chen stroked his palms and smiled: "It must be that those confidantes of yours are thinking about you again." Tell me honestly, which girl did you live up to and punish you with a glass of wine!"

"Punish wine, punish wine!" everyone coaxed, "It's not enough to punish wine, you have to compose a poem." ”

Gao Qi couldn't refuse, holding a pot in one hand and a cup in the other, and said freely: "The ditch is deep, ten fathoms, and the ditch is wide, eighty zhang." The ditch was not bitter, and the Yellow River had been opened more than a thousand feet. You don't see, Jia Shangshu ......"

After waiting for a long time and not seeing anything else, someone asked in a daze, "What about the back?"

"It's over!" Gao Qi drank it all, raised his glass upside down in a chic manner, signaling that the poem was finished, and the wine was finished.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! It's just a few sentences, and the place where the end comes to an abrupt end, giving people a far-reaching aftertaste, and Brother Gao Qi really lives up to his reputation. Song Lian shook his head, as if he was still savoring.

Dao Yan laughed and said: "Come on, you talents will praise each other, obviously Gao Qi is lazy and unwilling to finish the poem, but what do you say gives people a profound aftertaste." ”

Everyone burst into laughter, and some people laughed with tears, but Song Lian was so ashamed that his face was red and his ears were red, and he was at a loss.