I, a commoner in Huaiyou, was favored by the public because of the great chaos in the world. He led his troops across the river and settled in the land of Jinling. He was in danger of the Yangtze River's natural chasm. He reached Bashu in the west, connected with Canghai in the east, and controlled Fujian and Yue in the south.

Hunan, Hanmi (mian), and Huai (Huai) and Xupi (pi) are all included in the territory, and they are close to the south. They are all mine.

Since Zhu Yuanzhang issued the proclamation, the world has been settled and the people are recuperating and recuperating.

But sitting in the palace, as he grew older, Zhu Yuanzhang began to worry.

He, a commoner, could take advantage of the situation and achieve supreme status. Can others do the same?

Especially those generals with military power who are in the capital. It may only take a few people to unite, or thousands of people to overthrow his throne.

Along with suspicion, he seemed to have something wrong with everyone.

If this person is too domineering, he must be rebellious. If that person is too docile, it seems that he is trying his best and his rebelliousness is even more serious.

Jinyiwei came into being.

Zhu Yuanzhang, who got up before dawn every day and didn't rest until midnight, finally saw all the information he wanted to know.

Whatever happened in the world today, he would know about it tomorrow, which finally made him feel more at ease.

…

Wudang Mountain and the county town below are like an emerald surrounded by green trees and clear water, shining like a golden basin raising fish.

Liuji Medical Center.

The first couplet: I hope everyone in the world is well. The second couplet: Why worry about the medicine on the shelf producing dust. The horizontal line: Peace in the world.

In the morning, Zhang Liuji opened the door of the medical clinic early to practice medicine and make money to support his family.

He has a very heavy task now. He has a large family to raise. Zhao Min, Xiao Zhao, and A Li all followed him. The key is that his mother-in-law, Granny Jinhua, who has lost all her martial arts skills, relies on him.

Moreover, Xiao Zhao has given birth and Zhao Min is pregnant, so he is under even greater pressure.

Food for his children, education, marriage, and a house to live in after marriage all require a huge amount of money, which is almost like a mountain weighing on him.

After getting married and becoming an adult, he realized that adults had so much pain. Fortunately, the Purple Shirt Dragon King helped take care of the children, otherwise he would have been crushed.

Sitting in the medical hall, Zhang Liuji looked to the north and saw the majestic Longshou Mountains, the deep valleys, and the steep peaks and strange rocks that were about to fly in the sky.

My uncles and masters are all still well, which is great.

In fact, if you think about it, it would be nice to be an ordinary person in a stable and prosperous life, to live in peace and quiet for the rest of your life, with three beauties by your side, working at sunrise and resting at sundown.

Zhang Liuji thought to himself while drinking wolfberry and tiger bone wine.

Jiang Huan entered the hospital early in the morning and said, "Master Liuji, come here and see if my health is getting better?"

Six taboos: avoid talking too much, avoid being greedy, avoid being arrogant, avoid showing off, avoid getting angry and complaining, and avoid being ungrateful.

This was Zhu Yuanzhang's original intention of asking him to change his name.

Zhang Liuji smiled when he heard this. In the past two years, the first guest every day has been Jin Yiwei Jiang Wei. He has long been used to it.

This is both surveillance and care.

Keep an eye on him and don't contact other anti-thief forces, and be careful not to die, otherwise no one can withstand Zhang Zhenren's anger.

Then he started his duties, watching, hearing and asking questions.

After a moment, Liuji frowned: "You stayed at Baihualou again last night? Don't you think it's dirty for those women to make money in this way?"

Jiang Wei was very dissatisfied: "Who said that? I am not happy to hear what you said. That money is the hard-earned money of Xiaoli and I. Where is it dirty?"

Liu Ji was stunned.

Hard-earned money? This sentence seems to have a profound meaning.

"Then please describe your sexual intercourse last night."

Jiang Wei said slowly: "Xiaoli has a graceful figure and a broad mind. She is a good girl who I won't let go of on my bed..."

After listening to this guy's description, Zhang Wuji smiled and said: "You are the most artistic person I have ever heard talk about kidney deficiency. I will say the same thing to my wives next time."

Jiang Wei was furious when he heard this: "Are you slandering me? I have a weak kidney? It's simply the most ridiculous thing in the world! Don't you know the nicknames given to me by my brothers? In this world, Lao Ai [làoai] is one of the three pillars of the world!"

Zhang Wuji:???

If you are still alive, Lao Ai, then I am still alive, Li Yuanba!

Three stars accompany the moon, can you do it?

…

In the thirteenth year of Hongwu (1380), Zhu Yuanzhang executed Prime Minister Hu Weiyong on the pretext of plotting evil, massacred three ethnic groups, and implicated more than 15,000 people in his party.

Before going to court, officials even ordered their families to prepare coffins.

…

Emei Golden Summit, the bustling front mountain hall in the past, was completely silent, but there were sergeants in armor and ordnance on duty everywhere.

Miejie personally went out to entertain the distinguished guest who was offering incense in the front hall, the current empress, Ma Xiuying.

There were only three people in the hall, and the incense was lingering.

Empress Ma, who is now in her fifties, although she is a devoted mother to the world, was worried and looked haggard when she offered incense. It was obvious that she had not had a good rest for a long time.

After offering the incense, she knelt three times and kowtowed sincerely, and then Empress Ma stood up with the support of her son Zhu Di.

"Master Miejie, I'm disturbing you today." Empress Ma said apologetically, just like a private woman, she didn't have the airs of a queen.

To reciprocate the favor, Miejie, who was already over eighty years old, smiled when he heard this and clasped his hands together: "Amitabha, the benefactor, with the dignity of a queen, came all the way to offer incense in person. It is a blessing to me, Emei, so there is no need to disturb me."

"Queen?" Queen Ma sneered: "I am a queen, I might as well be a decoration. Chongba is acting wantonly now and will never listen to me again.

Listen to what those scholars say now?

The emperor is old, stupid, suspicious, cruel and domineering. The world is in turmoil and the people are uneasy. When will this end?"

Only here can she say whatever she wants, because she knows Chonghachi's temperament: to be patient.

He would never do anything that he was not absolutely sure of. He would never take action until he knew Master Zhou's strength.

Miejie clasped his hands together and said, "Amitabha, the Queen is overly worried. My disciple told me this. It is true that the officials are scared, but the uneasiness of the people is a fiction.

Along the way, has the queen left the carriage and seen the common people in the world?"

Empress Ma frowned, and suddenly remembered what she had observed along the way. The people did not seem to complain as much as her son and the scholar said. Instead, they were working with satisfaction and happiness on their faces.

Because there are no taxes in various places, the harvest from farming belongs to them.

If some people were wronged, they could go directly to Beijing with "Da Hao" in hand. They could even turn away unjust officials.

When officials cheat in collecting taxes and apportioning servants, people can report it to superior officials, or even send them to them directly.

Is this kind of world really what the son and the scholar said? Will it repeat itself again and again?

Moreover, don’t scholars rule the world? Why are the officials not living well, but the lives of the common people are getting better and better?

Empress Ma frowned and was puzzled.

"Master Tai, can Zhenren Zhou be on the mountain?"

Queen Ma wanted to ask a question about her confusion.

Moreover, the palace had been quiet for so many years and he never came out. This time because Chongba went on a killing spree, he got angry and simply stayed away from him, just to relax.

Finally, I took a look at her body. Ever since she gave birth to several children in succession, her lower body seemed to be infected with some disease, causing ulcers and unbearable pain.

The imperial doctor in the palace said that it was riding carbuncle, and the disease was in the lower body.

Men and women were not close to each other, not to mention the patient's special status, so the imperial doctors were frightened when diagnosing and treating her, and did not dare to offend her in the slightest. Instead, she suffered from good and bad illness.

I heard that Master Zhou was a living Buddhist doctor and was good at gynecology. I hope he could be cured.

She had to live, at least for a long time. In recent years, he had been so suspicious that even the prince was often frightened and couldn't sleep all night.

If she died, she would never think of anyone else in the world who could stop Chongba, who was about to fall into madness.

In the prosperous age of Hongwu, the Zhu family's empire, several sons and daughters, and hundreds of millions of people, she had too much to let go of.

…

Sacrifice cliff.

Zhou Zhiruo stood in front of Jing Nian with her hands behind her hands.

"I asked you to read more books a few days ago. How did you do?"

Jing Nian nodded quickly: "I read it, I read it. I even asked Lele if I didn't understand something. He knows a lot."

Lele?

Zhiruo frowned, glanced at the little yellow cat next to her who was holding a ginseng and chewing on it, and suddenly had an ominous premonition.

"Let me ask you, which poet is your favorite in the Central Plains, ancient and modern?"

Jing Nian thought for a while and said quickly: "Of course it's Li Bai. The imperial concubine is holding an inkstone, the warrior is taking off his shoes, the dragon towel is wiping the foam, and the master is holding a spoon.

Also, the world calls me but I can’t get on the boat. I claim that I am an immortal in wine, elegant in writing, and an immortal in poetry. How amazing it is.”

Zhou Zhiruo nodded, thinking that Lele would finally do something serious for a while and start teaching some serious things.
To be continued...