The Resurrection of the South Seas of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 128 Father Zhang Xianzhong

Zhu Hongyu nodded slightly and said.

"Very good, I hope you don't disappoint Bendu!"

Suddenly, Zhu Hongyu seemed to remember something, and asked.

"What's your real name? What's your origin?"

"If you want to be the prime minister, you must make it clear!"

Zhang Yunxuan said.

"I don't bother to use a pseudonym!"

"My name is Zhang Yunxuan, I am 19 years old, and my ancestral home is in Hanzhong Mansion!"

"Don't listen to my name as a man, and think it's not my real name. My father wanted my mother to give him a son."

"I chose a name early on, and I didn't expect to give birth to a daughter, but my father didn't bother to name me, so I called Zhang Yunxuan!"

Zhu Hongyu said with piercing eyes.

"You may not be lying, but I can sense that you are hiding something!"

Under Zhu Hongyu's gaze, Zhang Yunxuan suddenly pursed his lips, and then said.

"I said, isn't it okay if I tell you everything?"

"Let everyone else go out, I will only tell you one person!"

Zhu Hongyu raised his eyebrows, what's the matter with this thick and bloody drama.

Does this woman want to wait for everyone to go out, and then she draws a dagger from her body to assassinate herself?

Zhu Hongyu touched the inner armor on his body, glanced at his strong figure, and touched the two short guns that had been loaded under the table.

Taking another look at Zhang Yunxuan, who seemed to be very weak, with at most a dagger hidden on his body, there was no way he could be hiding a musket or a bomb, he said.

"Go back all!"

After instructing the guards of the Restoration Army, he took another look at the whole time, and he was preparing to meet with a blank face. The other one who performed well in the recruitment examination said.

"Move a chair for Liang Asheng!"

Zhu Hongyu always remembers to give talents enough respect.

Just like now, even if he doesn't know what kind of medicine is sold in Zhang Yunxuan's gourd, he is still willing to listen to her talk.

Just like now, when Zhu Hongyu casually ordered Liang Asheng to move a chair, it was a kind of care and respect!

……

After everyone left, only Zhu Hongyu and Zhang Yunxuan were left in the room.

Zhu Hongyu got up to 12 points, fixed his eyes on Zhang Yunxuan, and was ready to draw out the short gun under the table at any time, and said.

"Everyone is out, you can talk!"

Zhang Yunxuan took a deep look at Zhu Hongyu, and said calmly.

"My father is Zhang Xianzhong!"

After Zhang Yunxuan finished speaking, it was Zhu Hongyu's turn to be confused.

Zhu Hongyu looked at Zhang Yunxuan in bewilderment, and then his expression changed drastically.

"Do you know what you're talking about?"

"Do you know that this governor is a clan of the King of Chu? Do you know that Zhang Xianzhong broke Wuchang, killed the King of Chu, and slaughtered hundreds of people from the clan of the King of Chu?"

"You said to me that you are Zhang Xianzhong's daughter, are you not afraid of death?"

"Furthermore, everyone in the world knows that Zhang Xianzhong killed all his family members in Chengdu, and then went north to fight against the Qing Dynasty."

"Zhang Xianzhong's family members have long since died, you'd better stop talking nonsense, lest you ruin your own life!"

Zhang Yunxuan said that he was Zhang Xianzhong's daughter, Zhu Hongyu actually believed it.

If it wasn't true, how much knowledge did Zhang Yunxuan have to do to say that he is Zhang Xianzhong's daughter in front of the royal family of King Chu.

Good guy, I didn't look for it like this if I wanted to die!

The reason Zhu Hongyu said this was because he didn't want to kill her.

Otherwise, once Zhang Yunxuan confirmed the identity of Zhang Xianzhong's daughter, Zhu Hongyu, the clan of the King of Chu, would really have no choice but to kill her.

Zhang Yunxuan rolled his eyes and said.

"My father is Zhang Xianzhong, the Eighth Great King. There is nothing to hide!"

"My father did rebel against the Ming Dynasty, but didn't my father rebel because the Ming Dynasty was too dark to give the people at the bottom a way to live? My father rebelled just to survive. What's wrong with him?"

"In my heart, he is the greatest hero in the world!"

"What's wrong with killing the clan? They've rebelled, can't they kill the clan?"

"However, even if my father made a serious mistake, he still died on the battlefield against the Qing Dynasty. Why can't he be called a hero?"

"When he was shot by an arrow and was on the verge of death, he also ordered my brothers to fight against the Qing Dynasty for the sake of not perishing the world and for the sake of the Chinese clothes."

"Daming's situation in the southwest these years is not entirely supported by our soldiers in the Western Army, are my brothers supporting it?!"

"Although Sun Kewang surrendered to the Qing Dynasty, didn't my remaining brothers all serve the Ming Dynasty loyally?"

"In these years, in order to fight against the Qing Dynasty, how many brothers in our Western Army died in battle? How many brothers buried their bones in other places?"

"Aren't these enough to atone for the sins my father committed back then?!"

"If the soldiers of our Western Army hadn't fought to the death, the Ming Dynasty would have perished long ago. How could it have survived until now!"

Speaking of this, Zhang Yunxuan's emotions became more and more agitated, his eyes were even reddened, and his expression was full of grievances and unwillingness.

Zhu Hong sat on the seat, pursed his lips tightly, and suddenly a smile appeared on his face, and he spoke.

"Enough! Enough to redeem!"

"It's no big deal to kill the clan. A group of rats who only know how to waste the country's public money can't make the slightest contribution to the country!"

"If you kill him, you will kill him. If I were your father, I will kill you too!"

"Anyway, when your father broke through Wuchang, I was just a baby, I didn't know anything, and I wasn't close to those clans who were killed! It doesn't matter to me to kill them all."

"Most of my family members died under the butcher knife of the Qing army after Jiashen!"

Zhu Hongyu found a reason for himself not to kill Zhang Yunxuan, and the smile on his face became much more real.

Zhang Yunxuan also burst into laughter suddenly, and said.

"In the future, I will be the first female prime minister in the world, and I will give my father the best posthumous posthumous title in the world!"

"Brother Wenxiu, and Nengqi, forget about Sun Kewang. He voted for the Qing Dynasty, and my father would never recognize him as a son in the underground!"

As she was talking, a snot bubble suddenly appeared on the tip of her nose, she looked extremely cute.

Zhu Hongyu just smiled and didn't speak.

My heart is full of emotions!
When the Qing captives entered the pass, their iron hoofs trampled all over the rivers and mountains, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains were stained with blood.

Some people choose to surrender on their knees, become traitors, and obey citizens, but there are more people who stand up and fight!
They would rather die under the butcher's knife of the Qing captives than be subjugated slaves!

No matter what their status was before, they were officials, thieves, soldiers, scholars, old farmers in the countryside, beggars in the city, tortoises in brothels, rascals on the street...

what differences are there?

From the moment they stand up, they only have the same identity!

That is the Han people!
Han people who don’t want to be fourth-class people and slaves to other races!
Manchu, after all, is a foreign race!

In the 200 years of the Qing Dynasty, the cry of anti-Qing and Ming Dynasty has never been interrupted!
Until the gunfire of the Revolution of 500, Sun Yat-sen once again shouted the sentence that resounded throughout China [-] years ago!

Drive out the Tartars and restore China!
(End of this chapter)