Although Zhu Yuanzhang was not born in a scholarly family, he had no chance to read and write in this turbulent era. He could read and read, but he began to learn after becoming the commander of the rebel army. At that time, he was almost thirty years old, but he believed

After years of unremitting efforts, he is not only aware of books, but also often teaches scriptures, history, and writes poems with Li Shanchang, Liu Bowen, Zhu Sheng, and Song Lian. After years of unremitting efforts, he is not only knowledgeable about books, but also knowledgeable about etiquette, but also

He can also write poems and essays, comment on the quality of the poems, and the artistic conception is long. He has also written a lot of poems over the years. At first, he was afraid of people's jokes and dared not show them to everyone. Until a few days ago, he was watching the newly built Palace of King Wu.

, led all civil and military officials to Yanziji. This Yanziji is on the bank of the northern suburbs of the river. It is named after the three sides of the river. It looks like a stone swallow siege siege siege siege siege siege, hence the name. Yanziji always straddles the river with a dangerous terrain. The terrain is striking and siege siege siege under the rock.

, surging, is an important Yangtze River ferry and a military important place. It is known as the world's number one rock of the Yangtze River. At dusk, the sunset is full of sunset, the river flows rolling, and the red cirque is displayed, presenting the beautiful scenery of "Yanji Sunset". It is a literati

A place where Mokes often go.

On that day, the ministers were very harmonious and the atmosphere was very harmonious. During this period, Li Shanchang proposed to have a competition in the name of Yanziji. Most of them were well-read people. They quickly sing out their experiences one by one, but only the only one is

As the commander, he did not recite poems. As the officials were looking forward to it, Zhu Yuanzhang was not feeling cold. After thinking for a while, he chanted: Yanziji is a weight. After hearing this, the ministers looked at each other and thought why did this be so

Vague, this is also considered a poem? Zhu Yuanzhang saw the expressions of the ministers, and then he was confident and asked the ministers slowly: "So what if the long rainbow is used as a rod?" Then Zhu Yuanzhang explained that since there is a rod, then the hook is

Where? At this time, Zhu Yuanzhang pointed to the crescent moon in the horizon: 'The crescent moon in the horizon is a hook'. Zhu Yuanzhang's first three sentences have completed the preparation, and Zhu Yuanzhang wanted to use this preparation to start "prosperity". So Zhu Yuanzhang sang:

'How many countries are there in my country?' Zhu Yuanzhang's sentence was so uproar that all officials were all over the place, and they all praised each other. Even those of the talented and knowledgeable people like Liu Bowen and Song Lian also said that this poem was written ingeniously and profoundly.

Especially when the country is called one's own thing, the words are even more extraordinary. People with great courage cannot sing.

That night, Zhu Yuanzhang was very happy. He took advantage of the interest and sang again the sky as the tent and the ground as the felt, and the sun, moon, stars and morning sleep with me. He did not dare to stretch his feet long at night, for fear of stepping on the mountains, rivers, and the country. All four sentences won praise, and from this

From then on, Zhu Yuanzhang was bold enough to recite poems and write them correctly. What's wrong with that? His poems have really improved a lot over the years and won a lot of praise. He really made him happy and became more and more fond of writing poems.

He picked up the imperial pen and concentrated a little. The imperial pen brush wrote a few sentences: Looking at the faint altar in the southwest, I rode alone in the chariot, and walked up the mountain. The smoke temple was marching, the clouds were lush, and the wind and bamboos were scattered. Spotless, floating life was nine.

Also, there are three monks in the guest houses. I will take a break in the next day, and the flowers and birds are entertaining and the mountains and rivers are watching each other. At dawn, I am busy with my clothes and whip, and I will turn back and hang around the willow branches; two or three points of dew will not make rain, seven or eight stars

It is still in the sky. The sound of chickens in thatched huts and people speak, and dogs and bards in the bamboo fences are in shock; and the day of Fusang is launched, and the country and mountains are in front of you."

Zhu Yuanzhang read it several times, nodded slightly to this poem that he was quite satisfied with, and then put down his imperial pen, took out his seal from his arms, pressed it on, and Zhu Yuanzhang's was dropped on the paper with the poem.

Daming.

At this time, a palace maid brought some cut mung bean cakes and placed them on the coffee table beside it. Then he brought a pot of West Lake Longjing. Zhu Yuanzhang was not used to drinking precious famous tea, but he loved this West Lake Longjing very much. He also had two years ago.

I don’t know where Hu Weiyong, the magistrate of Ningguo, got it from, so he asked someone to send it to the King of Wu’s Mansion. Zhu Yuanzhang made a pot of tea according to the regular tea making rules and drank it very much. Since then, he has been drinking tea from West Lake Longjing.

The palace maid put down the teapot and turned around quietly and left. She did not disturb the master who was not angry and powerful in their minds. His various deeds had already spread throughout the streets and alleys. These palace maids were heard or heard.

After asking, this beggar was born, but he had half of the master of Jiangnan. He felt admiration and wanted to listen to him in person.

But this master is not as approachable as the wise monarchs circulating in the story. On the contrary, it is extremely difficult to get close to. The murderous aura emitted by his whole body makes people scared, especially the pair of triangular eyes, which makes people shudder when the murderous aura is so hot.

The palace maids and eunuchs were both full of awe for this master and were extremely afraid, so they never got close to Zhu Yuanzhang, and would rather take a look at him from a distance than alarm him.

Fortunately, although this master is full of murderous aura, he is very good to the people. In recent years, he has reduced taxes and exempted many times in the Jiangnan area under his jurisdiction, repaired rivers and sympathized with the people. The people in the Jiangnan area have also become much better. The younger brothers and parents at home are also

From time to time, this year's bumper harvest was sent. With news of spare money in hand, younger brothers and sisters could buy a few books to read. Whenever they heard these news, they would pay more respect to this master who was unrestrained and murderous intent.

A little bit.

After expressing his feelings, Zhu Yuanzhang seemed to be a little tired. He sat alone on a dragon chaise and pulled out a Buddhist scripture from the bookshelf at any time. Although he read less poetry and books, he read many Buddhist scriptures. Huangjue Temple

He read all the Buddhist scriptures of Tibetan Buddhism, but although he could read the text at that time, he did not know the artistic conception. After becoming the commander, he had gained a lot of knowledge with the help of power, and it seemed that the Buddhist scriptures had long disappeared.

After being so obscure and difficult to understand at the beginning, many principles and Buddhist principles can be understood at first glance, and they can be understood thoroughly. Over the years, most of them like to read Buddhist scriptures alone.

Many people in the Wu Palace find it difficult to understand that a marshal who is killing and attacking can calm down and read Buddhist scriptures. Even a person like Song Lian, who is obsessed with books and lives, is difficult to calm down and understand the profound Buddhist teachings in Buddhist scriptures.

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Zhu Yuanzhang read a few pages of Buddhist scriptures and remembered some interesting things about Huangjue Temple. He remembered that he was forced to ordained as a monk in the temple and became a little boy. He swept the floor every day, burned incense, and called bells in the temple.

Beat the drum, cook, wash clothes, and get busy all day long, and sometimes I still get scolded by the old monk. Once, when the old monk saw that the candle in the hall was bitten by a mouse, he scolded him in public. He thought to himself, God Galan

Even if you can't control the things in front of you, how can you control the palace? It makes you scold me and the more you think about it, the more angry you get. So, I took a pen and wrote "Ship-San Thousand Miles" behind the God of Galan.

A few words. Later I joined Guo Zixing, but now I don’t know if these words are still there?”

The night was deep, and a black figure quickly landed in the new palace of King Wu. He was very fast. He stood quietly behind a rockery for a while, distinguished the direction, and then touched the sweat beads on his forehead and rushed towards him quickly.

Running into the imperial city.

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Annotation: "Climbing Gu Longshan, Jintan, Jiangsu"

In the 16th year of Zhizheng in the Yuan Dynasty, when Zhu Yuanzhang led the rebel army to attack Jiqing Road in the east, he fought with Gaowulang in the Jintan area and stationed in Gulongshan area. He admired the scenery here very much and wrote an impromptu lyrics saying:

Looking at the faint altar in the southwest, I crossed the chariot alone, walked up the mountain, the smoke and temples were marching, the clouds were lush, the wind and bamboo were scattered, and the life was spotless, there were three monks' houses among the guests, and I took a break in the future, and flowers and birds were entertaining

, the landscape is seen from each other." After Zhu Yuanzhang became the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, this poem was later engraved on a stone tablet (the stele is 105 cm high, 59 cm wide, and 15.5 cm thick), and specially built the "Imperial Monument Pavilion" on the top of the mountain to place the stele at the pavilion
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