Ming Dynasty Strategy Notes [Transmigration Book]

"Zhou Ting? But Tan Hualang from the last department?" After listening to several people talking for a while, Zhu Chun also remembered that there seemed to be such a person.

"Exactly."

Zhu Chunjun raised his eyebrows, "I remember he seems to be still young, is it because he is sick or because he is not giving me face?"

Xia Ziling, one head and two older, leaned close to Zhu Chun's ear and whispered, "My lord, don't ask, this guy has something against me, and I'll tell you more about it later." He was also to blame for this matter. At this time, go to Zhou Ting.Zhou Ting, who was promoted and demoted secretly, probably felt annoyed at first, and he had always been trying to persuade himself to stay away from the vassal king. He invited him to discuss literature and history with the king of Shu as soon as he arrived in the central capital.That kid was small-minded, and he probably felt that he was provoking him on purpose.

In fact, Zhou Ting, although it was very likely that he had blackmailed himself behind his back at the beginning, Xia Ziling's impression of him was different from that of ordinary rotten scholars.Although he insisted on being a literati, he would also speak up for his friends; although he had some doubts about his own origin, he never talked in front of the King of Shu.As for the fact that he was not selected by the Ministry of Etiquette at that time, after waiting for half a year, he had the opportunity to speak scriptures and recommend blessings for the vassal king, and it was not a bad thing to be able to stay with Zhu Chun directly.

Now that Xia Ziling said that, Zhu Chun laughed it off, stopped asking about Zhou Ting's absence, and started discussing the compilation of Yuan history with the scholars.

Under the auspices of Song Lian and Wang Yi, the book "Yuan History" has been basically completed, and now it is just repairing and writing biography.Su Boheng, as the editor-in-chief succeeding Song Lian, first introduced the progress of the project to Zhu Chun. Although the Yuan Dynasty did not last long, Emperor Hongwu had very high requirements. They had to read and review each article in person, which was also a huge project.

Zhu Chun picked out a few drafts and looked at them, and sure enough, as Su Boheng said, some of them were concise and well-founded, while others were oversimplified and inappropriate, making wild comments.

Immediately said: "Everyone, Song Renzong once criticized the "Book of Tang" compiled by the Five Dynasties as 'the record is not accurate, the details are slightly missing, the literary talent is unclear, and the facts are scattered', so he re-edited the "New Book of Tang". My great dynasty, There are so many talented people, if you leave some unclear history books for future generations to read, it would be a joke, in Xiao Wang's opinion, those poorly written biographies must be rewritten."

What Zhu Chun said was in line with Li Shujing's thoughts, and he immediately agreed.But Su Boheng was a little hesitant. The small "Yuan History" has been compiled for more than ten years. finished.

So, Su Boheng frowned and said: "My lord, the time limit requested by the emperor is running out. I'm afraid that it will be difficult to complete it even if I devote all my efforts to the Imperial Academy."

"What's the matter?" Zhu Chun smiled, "The kings are here to parade martial arts, and they are idle for most of the day every day. The King of Xiang and I can help out."

Su Boheng was overjoyed at the moment, "If the prince is willing to help, it will be twice the result with half the effort." The literary talents of the King of Shu and the King of Xiang are quite outstanding among the princes. Even if they are placed in the Imperial Academy, they are better than many editors in the Imperial Academy. The cooperation of two people can not only guarantee the quality, but also not take too long in time. Isn't it the best of both worlds?

After one afternoon, several Hanlin scholars happily went back with a large pile of historical materials.At the end, Xia Ziling said to Zhu Chun: "My lord, I didn't expect that you are a prince, and you are willing to do the writing of history books yourself. You are a model of diligence!"

Zhu Chun said: "Who said I have to do it myself?"

Xia Ziling suddenly had a bad feeling, "Then you just said..."

"Of course you write it first, and I will review and revise it for you."

"..." He knew that Zhu Chun had always used himself like a cow.

However, no matter how many people are added, "Yuan Shi" cannot be completed in a day or two.Not long after, a small thing happened——

After visiting the countryside that day, Xia Ziling would send some medicinal materials to the farmhouse every two or three days.When I sent them off on this day, I saw that the whole family was dressed in mourning. The little boy had passed away yesterday.

Although the family thanked Xia Ziling repeatedly, Xia Ziling was still very depressed on the way back.In fact, the little boy's death had been expected, but what Xia Ziling cared about was the family's mourning, especially Hui Niang's weeping appearance, which lingered in front of his eyes for a long time.

This scene made him inexplicably think of his family members whom he hadn't seen for a long time. I don't know how the time here and the time in this world are converted when he travels so suddenly.If he really disappeared and stayed in the Ming Dynasty forever, wouldn't my mother be as heartbroken as Hui Niang?

In the past, he never stayed in his hometown, no matter whether he was studying at university or working after graduation. Except for calling back every week to report that he was safe, he was too troublesome to go home on holidays.But... After so many years of separation, I suddenly feel that being able to stay with my parents is a great happiness. Why didn't I know how to cherish it back then?

So caught up in his own thoughts, Xia Ziling entered the room without even noticing that Zhu Chun was sitting in his room waiting.

"You look like you lost your three souls and lost your seven souls, what's the matter?"

Xia Ziling glanced up at Zhu Chun who was sitting behind the table, then lowered his eyes and said in a low voice, "That little boy is dead."

Zhu Chun was stunned for a while, and then said: "How many people died on the battlefield and you didn't see you frowning. The death of a child makes you so sad?"

Xia Ziling gave the King of Shu a vicious look, but said nothing.

"..." In fact, Zhu Chun regretted it when he said this.Seeing Xia Ziling's dejected look, he felt a little nervous for no reason, but since he had never comforted anyone, he didn't know what to say.So, after much deliberation, he still said something that was not comforting, but ironic.In fact...he was not so calm in his heart. He also felt very sad when he heard the news of the child's death.But... how the hell should all this be put into words?

In short, it is better not to say what he said than to say it.

Fortunately, Xia Ziling's heart is still very strong, and he didn't take Zhu Chun's nonsense to heart. After a while, he continued: "My lord, the population of Zhongdu is overwhelmed. If things go on like this, not one or two people will die, maybe It’s a catastrophe, and I’m afraid it won’t work if we don’t want to find a way to solve it.”

Zhu Chun nodded, "I came here today to discuss this matter with you."