Zhu Wu didn't lie, his dream is to make all the young people in the world become scholars.

He also knows that he will definitely not be able to do it, whether now or in the future, to let the children of every family read.

However, he wants to make sure that the children of every family have the right to study at any time.

I have my selfishness and my ambitions, but I want to give everyone the right to choose, and to give the children of poor families the right to move up by their own ability.

Taking a soldier is a literary, and fighting a war is a martial art.

Zhu Wu's big man, the autumn festival was held for three days.

Zhu Chongba of Shandong besieged Jinan City for three days.

The fine autumn rain in the north always comes before the autumn harvest season, and Jinan in the light rain and mist stands like Mount Tai.

Even, it looks more majestic than Mount Tai.

The city wall of Jinan is almost seven zhang high, towering into the sky. The exterior walls are made of long strips of green bricks, and the interior walls are made of rammed earth that has been reinforced for thousands of years.

Arrow towers, pillboxes, battlements, corner towers, moats.

Bows and arrows, bed crossbows, huge nail beats hanging from the city walls, burning fierce fire oil.

All this is simply a nightmare for the besiegers.

On the first day, Zhu Chongba's Qilu army dispatched trebuchets, but as soon as they launched two rounds, they were fired by dozens of bed crossbows at the head of the city, and the only few trebuchets were beaten into a pile of rotten wood.

Without trebuchets, he attacked the city wall with a rain of arrows, but on the city wall of Jinan, there were nails full of nails hanging with iron hooks.

The defenders didn't have to show their heads, they only needed to desperately pull the iron locks in the city wall, and those nails would be volleyed, sweeping the soldiers off the ladder, and they couldn't go up at all.

Zhu Chongba's eyes were red, staring at the city wall. I couldn't help but have a few words in my heart, Xiongguan Mandao is really like iron.

It is almost impossible for such a city to be forcibly breached, unless the defenders are vulnerable.

But the defenders in the city are not miscellaneous militia groups in various places, and Jinan has always been stationed with heavy soldiers from Meng Yuan.

This is still the fief of the hereditary king of Zhenbei of the Mengyuan royal family. This prince is not a greedy person who is afraid of death, and on the first day of the Qilu army's siege, he brought gold and silver to the city wall.

Divide gold and silver, and fight with swords. The defenders of Jinan have greatly increased their combat power.

Zhu Chongba, who was full of confidence, kicked the iron plate under Jinan City.

In the line of sight, the soldiers of the Qilu army besieging the city were nailed to the ground by the dense rain of arrows, and finally reached the corner of the wall, and they had to hold their shields to guard against the stones and gold juice above their heads.

Even if you climb the ladder, it is like a kite with a broken string, and you will be slapped down.

In the drizzle, in the mud, I don't know how many bodies have fallen.

"Let's make it!"

There was a man's roar in front, and several clay figures carried a man who had been shot into a hedgehog, passed through the phalanx of infantry, and went straight to Zhu Chongba's big tent.

"Fei Ju?"

Zhu Chongba stood up and was carried to the ground by no one else, it was the township party who followed him all the way and charged into battle, Fei Ju.

"What's going on?"

"Brother, I can't go up!" Among the clay figures, the leader was Xu Da, whose armor was covered with muddy dust.

These men are all Zhu Chongba's township party, and everyone is injured. Geng Junyong, Geng Bingwen and his son, wrapped their heads in cloth, and the blood stains on the white cloth had turned black and formed a scab.

"Heavy eight!" Fei Ju, who was like a hedgehog, still had a tone, and said weakly, "Listen to me, if you can't go up, you'll be fucking sent to death for nothing!" ”

These people are all under Zhu Chongba, the most fierce and fearless of death, and the most loyal people, they say that if they can't go up, then they really can't go up.

But Zhu Chongba's heart was unwilling.

As long as Jinan is taken, Shandong is in the mouth, even if it is half of the people who die, it is worth taking Shandong.

Looking back, he looked at the city again.

However, his eyes suddenly blurred.

At that time, a touch of flesh and blood was red.

Sticky black oil poured down like a waterfall on the city walls, followed by countless torches.

"Ah! Mother! ”

"Help me!"

In the drizzle, the raging fire, like a tidal wave, engulfed the soldiers on the side of the siege ladder, and countless people turned into burning fire people.

They howled, they struggled, they rolled in the mud.

Zhu Chongba saw with his own eyes that a veteran of Huaixi in iron armor wiped his neck in despair in the fire.

"Retreat!"

Zhu Chongba shouted out two words, "Retire, return to Banyang!" Let's break it off! ”

At the moment of retreat, the annoying light rain also stopped, and the sun came out of the sky.

Zhu Chongba's Qilu army fled here in embarrassment like the ebb tide, and only Zhu Chongba with 3,000 guards blocked the way for the Yuan army to pursue out of the city.

"Lord Wang, do you want to go out of the city to pursue!" The defender of Jinan, Bolie, asked from the city wall.

Angry and shook his head, his family has been passed down in Jinan for several generations, and when he came to him, he took off his robe and looked like a Han person.

speaks, but also speaks in Jinan dialect, "Don't chase, poor Kou Mo chase!" ”

Zhu Chongba, who was under the city wall, looked at the city wall for a long time. Then he slowly jumped off his horse, stared at the city wall, and slowly walked to the way where the soldiers had just charged.

"Bed crossbow ready!" Bole shouted.

"Wait!" King Zhenbei shook his head angrily, "Look what he's going to do?" ”

"Brother, let's take you home!"

Zhu Chongba took a corpse lying on the ground with his face, wiped the dirt off his face, and carried it with his own hands.

Then he walked to a dry place and said, "Don't be stunned, make a fire!" People can't bring it back, and the bones will be brought back to Huaixi in the future! ”

After speaking, Zhu Chongba slowly walked to the next corpse. Behind him, his own soldiers also followed with a solemn face.

Every time he pulled out a dead person, Zhu Chongba shouted back.

Brother, let's take you home!

A fire burned on the dry ground, and corpses were thrown into it, stacked in the fire.

These corpses were clinging to their brother, the robe, as they had been when they were alive.

"Blame us for this, I'm in a hurry!" Zhu Chongba looked at the burning fire, "If you think about it carefully, if you are not so stubborn, maybe you are still alive now." ”

"Brothers!" Zhu Chongba suddenly let out a long roar, "Go on the road with peace of mind!" ”

When the sound reached the city, it occurred to Nuduga that he had seen the lion with a mane when he was a child.

The fire gradually extinguished, and Zhu Chongba's personal soldiers calmly collected the ashes under the gaze of the enemy.

Zhu Chongba also turned over again.

"Hey!" Someone at the head of the city suddenly shouted, "I am Nudu and Ga, the king of Zhenbei!" Who are you? ”

Zhu Chongba smiled coldly, and instigated the front legs of the war horse to take off, "Let, Zhu Chongba!" ”

As he spoke, his eyes met the eyes of the North King of Chengtou Town, and he continued to roar, "Next time, let's use your head to sacrifice my brother today!" ”

Subsequently, Zhu Chongba's war horse gradually drifted away between heaven and earth.

The people at the head of Jinan City raised their heads, and the sunny weather just now turned cloudy again, and the slightest dark clouds slowly climbed up.

The rain in the north is a little different from the south, it does not pour suddenly, but after the drizzle, it becomes a storm that sweeps everything.

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When Zhu Chong's eight soldiers were defeated and retreated.

Zhu Wu was looking through the test papers sent by Liu Bowen and the examiners, which were more outstanding.

In fact, those things without punctuation marks, Ziyunzi said, Zhu Wu couldn't understand at all, when he was a child, there was a pen and calligraphy at home, and he always thought that it was the day.

So he wondered, why is the son always on the day?

What he wanted to see most was his title, "On the Relationship between the Tyranny of Mengyuan and Land Annexation, and the Bankruptcy of the People".

But after reading patiently for a long time, none of the students with these articles could write an answer that made Zhu Wu's eyes shine.

What are they, Meng Yuan is immoral, angry and resentful, what are the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, and what are the natural disasters for many years, and the people are not happy.

That's fine, at least it's next to each other. Some people don't get it at all. What is said that the dynasty is chaotic, and the Son of Heaven and the minister are like enemies. What do local officials do not know how to perceive the people's feelings.

Some people even say that Henan has rebelled for many years, causing chaos in the world, displacing the people, and making it impossible to produce in various places.

What the! Zhu Wu casually drew a red cross on this scroll and threw it out.

This person may be stupid when he reads, and the big man's test paper scolds the rebel, isn't this pointing at the monk and scolding the bald man?

Until the end, Zhu Wu's eyes lit up.

The handwriting on this test paper is not good-looking, but it is powerful and neat.

"On the relationship between the tyranny of the Mengyuan Dynasty and the bankruptcy of the land annexation and the people, this is cause and effect. Tyranny inevitably led to the annexation of land, which suddenly bankrupted the people. ”

"The tyranny of Meng Yuan put aside everything else, and only talked about taxes, five out of ten. However, the government at all levels has increased the weight layer by layer, and the people are already seven or eight out of ten.

In addition to such a heavy tax, there is also a poll tax. The people were miserable, so they could only dedicate their fields to the gentry and monasteries, and commit themselves to tenants.

However, the gentry, monasteries, large households on the ground and the local government have communication, and there is no need to pay taxes and grain.

Moreover, even if the people pay taxes and cultivate themselves, if there are no natural disasters, they can barely survive, and if there is a disaster, they can only borrow debts. After being unable to repay, he had to use his land to pay off his debts, sell his children and daughters as slaves, and even his whole family became homeless.

The more land is annexed, the more displaced people there are. If there are many displaced people, the situation will be turbulent and the place will be unstable. ”

"However, the tyranny of Mengyuan is not only about finance and taxation. Expropriation and expropriation, I don't know how to cherish the people's power. Corrupt officials and corrupt officials do not know how to give relief to the people, issue money and exchange for real money and silver for the people........."

"This man has some insight!"

Seeing this, Zhu Wu opened the file attached to this person's test paper, a native of Chaling, Zhuzhou.

From Hunan?

His name is Chen Ning, and he used to be a tax collector in the local state capital.

Each candidate's test paper also has an additional page with information about their life and place of origin.

But Zhu Wu knows much more than that.

Opened the drawer of the desk, and in the pile of blue letterheads, he found the description of Chen Ning by the man in blue.

"Chen Ning is a tax collector, if there are rich businessmen and big families who resist, they will secretly communicate with local ranger soldiers, secretly kidnap them, and brand them with an iron."

"The local big family, the rich businessman scolded Chen with the iron, and he can't wait to eat his meat raw, so it is not tolerated by officialdom!"

"It's kind of interesting!"

Zhu Wuxiao is so brilliant that a tax collector dares to kidnap big families and businessmen in private, and force them to pay taxes with a soldering iron, and they haven't been killed yet.

He's a genius.

It's a character.

Such a person is a good dog when he uses it well!

"Someone!"

Zhu Wu shouted outside the door, "Go and call that scholar named Chen Ning, I want to see him!" ”