Today, we return to Zhu Yuanzhang's experience of being a monk and traveling in the world.

At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang's work was still a monk.

However, his current work task is not quite the same, compared to the work of cooking and washing clothes in the temple in the previous months, the current work is much more tiring, because his master and host sent him on a business trip, but this time there was no money at the time of the business trip, there was a wooden fish and a broken robe, and no expenses were reimbursed.

And the starling is on a business trip, in addition to completing the work tasks assigned to him by the masters, he also has to find a way to support himself, and the only way to support himself is: to ask for food.

On the basis of preventing dogs and cats from chasing people and shouting and beating, we should have as much food as possible.

This kind of life is not at all a hierarchy compared to the previous life in the temple.

At this time, our starling's age was only seventeen years old.

Although he was a foot monk, the main purpose was to beg while walking, but our starling brother with his own 11 car, the distance he walked was really not close, he went south from Haozhou to Hefei, and then turned west into Henan, traveled through Gushi, Xinyang, and then went north to Ruzhou, Chenzhou (today's Huaiyang) and other places, and then stepped into Luyi and Bozhou.

He finally reached the last leg of his journey in 1348.

Walking on the high steps, looking at the familiar surroundings, listening to the rhythmic bells not far away, and carefully absorbing the grass that came to them in the past three years, they still lived firmly in the wind and rain, as if they had miraculously survived in the midst of rebellions and uprisings, and were not escorted by any mountain king to be the lady of the village.

Going up the stairs, and finally after a few steps, our starling reached the end of the steps.

In front of him was a temple that was even more dilapidated than it had been a few years earlier.

And on the gate of the temple, an old plaque hangs impressively.

Huangjue Temple.

The last time he saw the plaque was three years ago.

Yes, after three years of traveling, our starlings are back here again.

His second hometown, the temple, Huangjue Temple.

At this time, he was still a monk, a little-known monk.

The only difference is that this yellow-faced Misan, who didn't even have hair three years ago, has now grown more than the temple host and his master, and now he is no longer afraid of them bullying him.

In the past three years, in addition to his height, his physique and experience have far surpassed these two.

Now he is no longer the one who is bullied, and he doesn't dare to say that he has a tiger's back and a bear's waist, but he is definitely a sturdy young man, and he is the monk they drove out by their own hands three years ago.

In a way, this is what the temple abbot and his master do not want to see.

I haven't seen him for three years, and it stands to reason that I should have tears in my eyes when I see the deceased, but in my opinion, there is no welcome ceremony, and some are contemptuous, because the guy in front of me who was just a bowl of rice three years ago can now have a pot of rice in one meal.

The former deflated three in front of him came back today to compete with them for food.

The temple, which was already short of food and grass, should not be very welcome when it saw this guy's return, and besides, this guy ran for three years and came back penniless.

In this case, the leadership of the temple was even more unpopular.

I think at this time, some of the monks in the temple must think: Why didn't you die in front of you after running for three years, and one more person has to share a lot of food.

But in any case, after three years of traveling, our starling brother still returned to Huangjue Temple, in addition to being penniless, a larger body to the master and the host.

The two bald monks looked up at the tall, fat, fat, and long-haired guy in front of them, and the two pairs of eyes should also be helpless.

After three years of walking, people finally came back, and they couldn't dare to go out again just after they came back.

Let's keep it for now.

Wait until you have a chance to get rid of him!

Standing straight in front of the two, looking at the master with gray temples in front of him, Zhu Yuanzhang raised his ugly head high, as if to declare his sovereignty: The three-year-old Heshang meal should be sent to me!

I'm hungry, hurry up and start eating!

I'm tired, fetch water!

However, it backfired.

The starling who returned to Huangjue Temple, there was no reimbursement of road expenses, no financial subsidies, no personnel care, and some were just more arduous and tiring work, because his size and physical development were too good, so the mission of carrying water and chopping firewood, and catching birds on the tree was also honored to come to his head.

And this year, he was just twenty years old.

The grand plan for hegemony is just a delusion.

The experience of asking for food in the past three years has had a profound and unforgettable impact on Zhu Yuanzhang. A seventeen-year-old hairy boy who has basically never seen the market wanders the world alone, this situation either creates a cowardly and incompetent waste without achievements, or casts a resolute character and a decisive character, it is obvious that Zhu Yuanzhang is the latter.

There are pros and cons, although the experience of these three years has brought him many lifelong benefits such as his body, but at the same time, in these three years of food, he has also been given restrained violence and extreme stinginess.

Asking Hanako to beg for food on the street was a common thing in society at the time.

But for Zhu Yuanzhang, who has been bullied since he was a child and is extremely arrogant in his heart, the experience of asking for food is a shame that cannot be erased for him, and he was sneered at and scolded on the way to eat, all kinds of experiences are by no means what Zhu Yuanzhang is willing to face, but forced by the situation at the time, he is either scolded or starved, this single-choice question is placed in front of him, he can only choose the former, and this depression and shame can only be buried deep in his heart.

A five-foot-tall man, wearing a tattered robe, holding a worn-out bowl in his hand, knocking on a wooden fish that was almost faded like a hairless pig, wandering around, seeing a strong contempt and disgust in the eyes of the gatekeeper, but he still had to beg from the other party, and when the other party exchanged a few taels of white and non-red things from his own dog's mouth and threw them in front of Zhu Yuanzhang, his heart was definitely turning over and over, and he hated again and again.

He has already cultivated a restrained character, but the expression on his face is still natural, the fire in his eyes is instantly ignited in the deepest part, but it is still covered by a deep smile, the pace is still calm and slow, no matter what is in front of him, he can only grit his teeth, lonely and depressed to make the same choice, that is, to eat.

Because you can only survive if you eat.

Otherwise, there is only a dead end.

In this case, Zhu Yuanzhang's cruel and almost ruthless character will inevitably be created.

The gentleman's revenge is still ten years away.

Not to mention the seeds.

I think this is what Zhu Yuanzhang thought at that time.

And a few years later, he ascended the throne and became emperor, which is exactly what he did.

Here I want to say that many people say that after Zhu Yuanzhang became a monk in Youfang, he heard that someone rebelled, so he followed the rebellion without hesitation, I think this point is wrong theoretically, and it is untenable from the ideological and practical situation.

You might as well think about it, although Zhu Yuanzhang is a monk at this time, he can at least have one or two mouthfuls of food every day to satisfy his hunger, and he can eat in a guy's style, but if he becomes a rebel and rebels, he will have to face the Yuan army of the iron horse scimitar that will appear in front of him at any time.

If he followed as soon as he heard that someone had rebelled, why did he go back to Huangjue Temple to be a monk, he could have followed the rebels to rebel early, to kill the bastards of the Yuan Dynasty who had no milk and were all mothers, and why did he have to walk thousands of miles and then return to the temple.

So, this is fundamentally contradictory and, rationally, wrong.

Well, now that you're back, let's pay it back and be safe.

When a monk hits the clock for a day, let's make do with it first.

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Three years of humiliation, suffering from childhood, all the anger, all buried deep in his heart, and then after returning to Huangjue Temple, silent, just waiting for the god of fate to come to him again.

And it didn't take long for this opportunity to come.

Shortly after Zhu Yuanzhang returned to Huangjue Temple, a letter from a person was sent to him, and this person's name was: Tang He. (Everyone must remember this name, because I think that among all the people who followed Zhu Yuanzhang to raise troops, Tang He is the wisest and most knowledgeable of current affairs, he knows how to make trade-offs, and he can afford to let go of it, and it is precisely because of this that he can become the only person who follows Zhu Yuanzhang from beginning to end, and in the end he can die well, many of this person's practices are indeed worth pondering and learning.) ）

Tang He, Zhu Yuanzhang's playmate since childhood, can be said to be small, they herd sheep together, have fun together, grow together, for Zhu Yuanzhang, can be described as a real confidant.

At this time, Tang He was a volunteer soldier under the account of Guo Zixing, the leader of the rebel army, and was in a thousand households.

There is no content in the history books, but I don't think it's too complicated, which roughly means that I am now an official in the rebel army, and you have no future as a monk, so it is better to join me to join Marshal Guo Zixing, and our brothers will establish a meritorious career together to fight the world.

When Zhu Yuanzhang, who was cautious and suspicious, saw this letter, he was mostly hesitant, because Zhu Yuanzhang, who had just returned to Huangjue Temple to live a stable life for two days, did not think about rebelling, and he was afraid from the bottom of his heart.

But at the same time, he also understood that his small hair was well-intentioned, and looking at the current situation in the world, the Yuan Dynasty government was already at the end of its power, and it would be overthrown sooner or later.

Besides, it is impossible for him to really be a monk for the rest of his life, because he has already had the experience of being kicked out once, and no one can guarantee that there will be no second time.

Just when Zhu Yuanzhang was hesitating, his senior brother quietly told him that the other monks had known about the letter written to him by the righteous army, and they were about to denounce it (from here, it can be seen that Zhu Yuanzhang's popularity is indeed not very good).

Now Zhu Yuanzhang has no choice, and he is forced to have no way out.

What to do, whether to rebel or run away, he can't make up his mind.

At this time, he remembered a person, his name was Zhou Dexing (also Zhu Yuanzhang's playmate when he was a child, Zhu Yuanzhang called him a brother), he said about Tang and writing letters, and also said the hesitation in his heart, and asked him to help put forward an opinion.

This week, Dexing was really unambiguous, and did give him an opinion, and his opinion was: ask the Bodhisattva and see what his old man said.

I think Zhou Dexing is even more of a bastard, because this is not an opinion at all, and this opinion is more fucked up than a direct rebellion.

But Zhu Yuanzhang, his old man, actually listened to it.

It is true that things gather like and people are grouped.

Walked quickly to the Garan Temple, put out all the thoughts in his heart, picked up the hexagram and shook it.

The first time I chose to stay, the big murderer.

chose to run away for the second time, and it was a big murderer again.

The last time I chose to rebel, Daji.

This hexagram, Zhu Yuanzhang finally understood.

Suddenly turned around and stood up, the flame suppressed in the depths of my heart burst out in an instant, and the Bodhisattvas all supported me in rebellion, what else could I hesitate about!

Didn't hesitate, it's the opposite, it's against the fuck.

His own father and mother were killed by the Yuan Dynasty, the teenage daughter-in-law he once dreamed of was ruined by the Yuan Army, his originally happy family was persecuted by the Yuan Army, and his decades of monk career was forced out by the Yuan Army, and all the pain and pain were caused by the Yuan Army, and I had enough of this kind of life.

I didn't say it, the Bodhisattva gave us face, and we must carry it.

It's the other way around, it's the other way around.

Then Zhu Yuanzhang took up his baggage, left the temple, and ran towards Tang He's team.

This was the end of his eight-year career as a monk.

This year, Zhu Chongba was twenty-five years old.