Chapter 2 Brother, monks have no future, lets rebel!
Zhu Qiwu sighed when he heard that he was asked to become a monk.
Zhu Chongba, my fourth brother.
Why is it that he doesn’t have the domineering spirit that he had in history to conquer mountains and rivers? What he thinks about every day is how to stay with him in Huangjue Temple and eat monk food.
"Brother, if we all become monks, wouldn't our old Zhu family be extinct!" Zhu Qiwu said.
"Hey, how is that possible! Our eldest nephew Wen Zheng is living well with our sister-in-law at his grandma's house! It would be great if Wen Zheng is there to carry on the family line!" Zhu Chongba showed an attitude of having no desires and no demands.
When Zhu Qiwu heard this, he almost breathed out.
The eldest nephew Wenzheng, also known as Zhu Wenzheng, is their eldest brother's son.
Since his eldest brother died of illness, Zhu Wenzheng followed his sister-in-law Wang back to his parents' home.
Although he lived a miserable life, he was finally able to survive.
"Brother, the world is in chaos now, and the people are living in dire straits. We stay in this Huangjue Temple every day. When will we be able to get ahead! The Meng's energy has been exhausted, and the Han family will surely be revived. This is the time for us to make contributions and change our destiny against the will of heaven.
Ah, I heard that many members of the White Lotus sect are contacting various places to prepare to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty. That is what a good man and a real man should do! Fourth brother, let’s join the rebel army and rebel!"
Zhu Qiwu's eloquent words encouraged Zhu Zhongba.
Only when the fourth brother Zhu Chongba's status becomes higher, can his own status rise with the tide.
In this way, the rewards of the system can be enhanced and better.
In such a messy world, even eating roast chicken every day is of no use!
If you can get the reward of staying safe and saving your life, then that is the way to go!
However, Zhu Chongba rejected Zhu Wuqi's persuasion without hesitation.
"Qiwu, what nonsense are you talking about? You are going to join the rebel army! You are just using your head to earn a living. If you lose your head, you will lose a lot of money." Zhu Chongba scolded.
"Brother! The food in this temple is either whole grains or wild vegetables. What's there to miss?" Zhu Qiwu was simply heartbroken.
The life of the monk in Huangjue Temple was not so easy.
Except for the abbots, sermons and other upper-class monks, the life is pretty good. The remaining ordinary monks have to work and sweep every day, or cultivate wasteland and grow vegetables. When they are free, they have to wash and clean. They have no leisure all year round.
In exchange for such hard daily work, he received two poor meals a day, and he was often deprived and made things difficult for him by the fire-headed monk.
Zhu Qiwu had had enough for a long time.
"Qiwu, have you forgotten that when we were begging for food on the streets, it was so delicious to have a bowl of whole-grain rice? After such hard days, aren't the days in Huangjue Temple much better than then?"
Zhu Chongba shook his head and said.
"Brother, if I can't eat the monk food from Huangjue Temple, what should I do?"
Zhu Qiwu suddenly asked.
Zhu Chongba was stunned, obviously he had not thought about this possibility.
However, he quickly shook his head, smiled and patted Zhu Qiwu on the head: "Qiwu, don't think so wildly. I'll ask the abbot to find you a novice monk first, and I'll give you half of the monk's food. Wait.
After two years of growing up, and then becoming a monk, wouldn’t it be great for us two brothers to live here peacefully for the rest of our lives?”
After Zhu Qiwu heard this, he almost spit out a mouthful of blood.
I don't know if it was because of his inexplicable appearance, but Zhu Chongba didn't have the slightest domineering attitude. He just wanted to be a stable monk for the rest of his life.
Zhu Chongba reached out and wiped the meat oil from his mouth, fearing that others would see the flaw.
"Okay, we can't stay any longer. I haven't finished cleaning the abbot's urine bucket yet, so I can't let him say we're lazy!"
Zhu Chongba said a few words and walked out of the woodshed.
Looking at Zhu Chongba's back diligently cleaning the urine bucket, Zhu Qiwu really felt like he hated iron.
"Brother, you are willing to spend the rest of your life scrubbing toilets, but I am not willing to do that!"
Zhu Qiwu thought that if he stayed trapped in Huangjue Temple, his status would not change at all, and he could not even touch the high-level rewards of the system, and he did not even know what rewards there were.
In this chaotic world, there is no way out except joining the army.
"If you rebel, you will get glory, wealth and countless rewards!"
"If you don't rebel, you will have one meal of roasted chicken a week, plus wild vegetables and coarse grain rice every day. Oh... and you have to clean the old monk's urine bucket, do it!"
The more Zhu Qiwu thought about it, the angrier he became, and the more he thought about it, the more depressed he became!
"No, I have to find a way to force my brother to get out of this rotten place like Huangjue Temple!"
"In this way, if he is good, so will I!"
Therefore, Zhu Qiwu began to re-examine the causes and consequences of Zhu Chongba's defection to the rebel army in history.
Historically, Zhu Yuanzhang originally planned to be a monk peacefully.
But at that time, Fa Xiaotang and Fa Xiaotang, who had grown up together, had just joined the rebel army, and soon sent a letter, trying to win over Zhu Yuanzhang to join the rebel army.
Although Zhu Yuanzhang did not agree, this letter was exposed!
The monks at Huangjue Temple wanted to report Zhu Yuanzhang for colluding with the Red Turban rebels.
Forced by desperation, Zhu Yuanzhang fled Huangjue Temple and joined the rebel army.
"Tang He joined the rebellion in the twelfth year of Zhizheng, and it is only the tenth year of Zhizheng now. If he had waited for Tang He to join the rebellion, and then sent a letter to force Zhu Chongba to rebel, I would have been peeing in the bucket for more than a year by then!"
suddenly……
Zhu Qiwu had a plan in mind!
"Yes, since a letter can force me to rebel against my brother, wouldn't it have the same effect whether it was written by Tang He or Wang He?"
The more Zhu Qiwu thought about it, the more he thought it was feasible.
Immediately, he quickly walked out of the woodshed and slid along the wall to the abbot's sutra room in the front yard!
In the sutra room, there are not only many Tibetan sutras, but also the Four Treasures of the Study Room.
Seeing that there was no one around, Zhu Qiwu quietly entered the scripture room, took out a pen and paper and wrote an imposter letter!