Time back to November of the twenty-seventh year of Zhizheng, two months before Zhu Yuanzhang officially became emperor.

At this time, Zhang Shicheng had been destroyed, and there was no major force in the south except for Western Wu.

It's time.

King Wu ordered Zhongshu Youcheng to believe that Guogong Xu Da was the general of the conquest, and Zhongshu Pingzhang was in charge of the important affairs of the military and the country, and Chang Yuchun, the Duke of Eguo, was the deputy general of the conquest, and led 250,000 soldiers to take the Central Plains from Huai into Hebei.

That night, a literati named Song Lian worked hard to write a famous article that has been passed down through the ages-"Fengtian Seeks the Northern Expedition of the Yuan Dynasty".

In that grand military parade, King Wu stood on a high platform, reciting with all his life's strength, and the guards beside him took over his words and passed the text to the whole army, tens of thousands of soldiers, all of whom heard it!

Word of mouth until it is deafening!

"Since ancient times, emperors have ruled the world, all of which have been in China to control Yidi, and Yidi has lived outside to serve China, and it has not been heard that Yidi has lived in China and ruled the world."

"The courtiers of the Yuan, do not follow the ancestral teachings, abolish the bad Gangchang, like the great virtue abolish the elder and the young, Taiding kills the king with the ministers, and the Tianli takes the younger brother and brother, as for the younger brother to accept the brother's wife, the son recruits the father and the concubine, and the upper and lower are accustomed to each other, Tian is not strange, and it is very chaotic in the elder and youngest of the father and son, the monarch and the minister."

"So that the people of China, the liver and brain of the dead are smeared on the ground, and the flesh and blood of the living are not protected, although it is caused by personnel, it is really when God is tired of his virtue and abandons it!"

"Those who belong to me will always be at peace with China, and those who carry me will run outside the plug!"

"Expelle Hulu, restore China, establish a program of Chen Ji, and relieve the people!"

Northern Expedition to the Central Plains!

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The first year of Hongwu, February.

Shandong, Laiyang.

In the military camp full of murderous atmosphere, countless barracks are lined up, soldiers in armor stand in the snow, and the big banner of the word "Wu" flutters high in the sky above the city not far away.

"Okay, okay......" The main account, Xu Da in front of the table looked at the letter in his hand and sighed softly, his eyes flashing with joy.

After more than ten years of bloody battles and thousands of miles, it was finally time for a bumper harvest.

Just now, a messenger came from Yingtian and brought the news of King Wu's accession to the throne, and from this moment on, they were no longer Wu Jun, and the regime had a new name - Daming.

And Zhu Yuanzhang has not forgotten these soldiers who went out on the expedition.

Xu Da was awarded the title of Yinqing Ronglu Doctor, Shangzhu State, Lu Junguo Important Affairs, Zhongshu Right Prime Minister, Xinguo Gong and Young Master, and the reward was rich, second only to Li Shanchang.

He stroked his beard slightly, clearly pleased with the reward.

"Your Majesty has not forgotten me!"

Dressed in military uniform, he paced out of the tent, at this time the world was plain white, the vicissitudes of life in his eyes, as if returning to Haozhou back then, the young man with a heroic smile was galloping on horseback, twenty-four cavalry followed him, and the journey began here.

In the past 12 years, they started from a small Chuzhou, occupied Hezhou, according to Taiping, attacked Jiqing, until now they sit in the south, and the Yuan court divided the river and ruled, one by one the former heroes fell in front of them, and now, Shandong has basically recovered, they have to face the last opponent.

He threw away the heavy cloak he was wrapped around and gave the order:

"Let's go, march into the capital!"

Xu Da's army began to march towards Dadu.

But there is a detachment of divisions, heading towards a city with unique significance.

Qufu.

It's a strange city.

Obviously, it is not in the traffic area, it is not an ancient city, it is not even a prefecture, but a small county seat, belonging to Shandong Province, East and West Road, Jining Road, and a county of the governor's office, but the city wall is wide and tall, and the momentum is majestic, compared with the provincial capital.

What makes people even more puzzled is that it is such a majestic pass, and at this time the door is wide open, and the colorful flags on it are all "Ming" word flags. Countless people stood neatly in the doorway, as if waiting for something.

There were two people at the head, one of whom was slightly further back, and the other was standing in front of him, with his chest folded, obviously much higher than this one. Their clothing was particularly strange, not similar to the common costumes of the present day, and if a centenarian had been here, he might have recognized it as the clothing of the pre-Song Dynasty, but it was not the same.

They are the fifty-sixth grandson of Confucius, the contemporary Yan Sheng Gong Kong Xixue and the Qufu County Commander Kong Xizhang.

"Xizhang, are you ready to descend the table?" The leader relied on Kong Xixue and said suddenly.

"Here, here, Grandpa, look." Hearing this, Kong Xizhang hurriedly took out a richly decorated watch seal from his cuff and wrote in iron painting and silver hook-like handwriting, and respectfully handed it over with both hands.

"Good, good job. Alas, I didn't expect this Wang Xuan to look amazing, and the result was a rotten straw bale, it was only a few months, not to mention the death, most of Shandong was lost, and Emperor Hongwu in the south directly hit the north. The situation in this world is really changing, and I can't figure it out! ”

Kong Xixue took the seal and sighed a little.

Who would have thought that in just a few months, the world has changed greatly, and the Yuan Court is in danger.

Just two months ago, this was still the territory of the Yuan court, no, to be precise, Wang Xuan's.

At this time, the Yuan court has ceased to be unified, Shandong has Wang Xuan, Henan belongs to the expansion of Timur, Guanlong is occupied by Li Siqi, Zhang Sidao, Jin and Zhongshu Province directly under the jurisdiction of Polo Timur, attack each other, although the name of the Yuan court courtiers, but the fierceness of the battle is not inferior to the south, once the vast territory of the Yuan Dynasty, at this time in the Guannei has only left the territory north of the capital.

What's even more unexpected is that in just a few months, the huge Shandong has changed hands, and Wang Xuan, who did not fall behind in the competition with the rest of the Yuan court, was directly defeated and died, and the form changed so quickly that it was dazzling.

But the most important thing now is to save your life, the army is pressing, and you can't overthrow it with this court.

Those who know the times are Junjie, and Kong Xixue knows what he should do very well.

In the distance, the sound of neatly stepping on the ground came, and you could see a flag waving in the sky.

"It's coming, it's coming." He hurriedly beckoned to the people around him, who tidied up their clothes, patted the dust on their bodies, adjusted their expressions and waited for Emperor Hongwu's army to appear.

The Ming army is near.

The leading general, dressed in solid armor, was cold and cold, and he rode a tall horse, and stopped when he was still a hundred meters away from everyone.

He is Xu Da's subordinate, and Zhang Xingzu, the governor of the capital.

At this time, he got off the horse, and then trotted quickly to the crowd, and Kong Xixue didn't say a word, a slippery kneeling has landed on both knees, holding the table with both hands, and shouting in his mouth: "Kong Xixue, the fifty-sixth grandson of the most holy Wenxuan King (Confucius) of Dacheng, brings the people of Qufu to welcome the envoy of tomorrow!" ”

Behind him, the people in the Confucian Mansion shouted in unison, as if they had been rehearsed: "Knock on the Great Tomorrow Envoy." ”

How dare Zhang Xingzu accept this gift! He turned sideways to avoid it, and said: "Yan Sheng Gong, please get up, my lord has already commanded, Yan Sheng Gong is the queen of Confucius, and he must not be taken lightly. Please don't worry, I will wait for Qufu to be innocent in the autumn, and I will never disturb the Qing cultivation of the Holy Father. On the one hand, he took the table and helped Kong Xixue up.

What Zhang Xingzu didn't know was that when his hand picked up the table, the hearts of the people in the world had changed hands, and from then on, Confucianism was no longer a scholar.

Even Zhu Yuanzhang, who was far away in Yingtian, couldn't help laughing out loud after learning that Qufu had surrendered without a fight:

"The world's scholars return to their hearts!"