Father can be an enemy country

Chapter 169

On August [-]th, the full moon should be in the sky, and the sweet osmanthus is fragrant.

After night fell, a red full moon quietly hung over the Donghua Gate.

However, on the platform of Fengtian Temple, there is no scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, but a suffocating smell.

"What's the smell? This is it." The unknown guest asked in a low voice.

"It's like that stench." Those who have been on the battlefield are much more familiar with it. It's like the smell of dead people.But for those who have a big festival, they avoid it and dare not say it clearly.

"Master Xiang, have you seen the doorway?" Wu Liang asked Li Shanchang, who was sitting on the left, in a low voice.

"What's wrong with this? It's smelly and bitter." Li Shanchang sat upright, and said softly, "And this music is not court music, but the Northern Song "Hillside Sheep."

"Hillside sheep?" Wu Liang surrounded him.

Although Zhonglu's "Shanpo Sheep" has many famous writers, but Li Shanchang is very clear that the superior must only know the song "Tong Caring for the Ancient"——

"The peaks and mountains are like clusters, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are outside and inside the Tongguan Road." He hummed softly along with the tune:

"Looking at the western capital, I hesitate. Sadly, where the Qin and Han Dynasties traveled, thousands of palaces and palaces have been made of earth. Prosperity, the people suffer; death, the people suffer..."

After Wu Liang listened, he whispered deeply uneasy: "Singing this in front of the newly built Fengtian Temple, doesn't it seem unlucky?"

"Who says no?" Li Shanchang smiled indifferently.

He knew that the superior was very unhappy, so he asked the superior to express it as soon as possible.

When he finished his post and calmed down, everyone persuaded him to move into this 'Wanjian Palace' as soon as possible.

At this time, the palace people poured wine for the guests again, Zhu Yuanzhang held up the golden cup and said: "Come, let's drink this cup together first."

"Yes." All the guests hurriedly stood up with their wine cups in their hands, followed the emperor and drank it down.

The next moment, each of them's complexion changed drastically, and they were miserable.

"Ahem, why is this wine so bitter?" The guests covered their faces with their sleeves and whispered:

"Even the wine is bitter, tonight I really have to suffer to the end..."

"How is it?" Zhu Yuanzhang showed the bottom of the cup and said calmly, "Is this bitter gall wine bitter?"

"Hehe, it's bitter..." The courtiers laughed sarcastically, thinking to themselves, wouldn't the superior have pierced the snake's gall and used the bile to make a drink?

"Although suffering is bitter, there are many benefits." Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile: "Everyone has lived a good life for a long time, and they have forgotten what it is like to suffer. We set up this table today to reminisce about bitterness. Take a look at the hard days of the past."

As he spoke, he held up his chopsticks and held a chopstick in his mouth, and greeted him: "What are you doing in a daze? Eat vegetables, eat vegetables!"

"Hey, thank you, Your Majesty..." The courtiers had no choice but to do what they could, eating an unbearable bitter feast and drinking bitter wine amidst the suffocating stench.

But the fun has not yet begun.Zhu Yuanzhang ate a few mouthfuls of food, and said again: "How can there be no singing and dancing in such a good feast?"

Speaking of this, he raised his glasses to those old folks who went to the capital to celebrate the new year: "You guys sang Fengyang Flower Drum for us in front of Nanjing Fengtian Hall during the New Year. The flower drum lyrics are good. Let's remember to applaud, right?"

"It's all about the wrong love of the emperor and the elders." The fellow villagers also felt fear, wishing they had the skills of King Wu, how dare they sell melons to Wang Po?

"Hey, good is good. By the way, how did you sing that word?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked with interest: "Chen Sandi, you were the lead singer, right? Come on, sing it again."

"Yes, that villain is making a fool of himself." Chen Sandi, who led the singing at that time, was the cousin of Zhu Yuanzhang's mother.Hearing this, he had no choice but to stand up and clear his throat.

"Sing it seriously, come on, give him a flower drum, stand in the middle and sing." Zhu Yuanzhang laughed.

"Yes." Chen Sandi responded, took the flower drum, walked to the carpet in front of the emperor, beat the drum and sang:
"Talk about Fengyang, talk about Fengyang, and beat the flower drum with your hands. Fengyang is really a good place. The red dragon ascends to the sky and the golden phoenix flies. Count the stars in the sky, and count the number of generals in Fengyang.

"Talk about Fengyang, talk about Fengyang, and beat the flower drum with your hands. Fengyang is really a good place, and the emperor's grace is magnificent in all seasons. If you don't serve corvee or pay food, the banks of the Huaihe River are full of joy..."

"Good!" After singing, Zhu Yuanzhang took the lead in applauding, and the courtiers also applauded.

"It's a great song, it's so beautiful in our hearts, it's so beautiful that we're going to be drunk." Zhu Yuanzhang raised his glass and said with a smile, "I have to drink a glass of bitter wine to sober up."

The courtiers quickly toasted to accompany each other, and the palace servants also brought a cup to Chen Sange.

After drinking this cup together, Chen Sange just wanted to thank En and return to the banquet, but Zhu Yuanzhang said indifferently: "Wait a minute. We also heard a version of "Huagu Ci", and let people sing it. Which one is better for everyone, let's go Which one will be sung later."

As the courtiers echoed, the emperor slapped his hands, and a woman with a small flower drum came onto the stage. After paying homage to the emperor, she stood still facing everyone.

"Do you understand the rules, how dare you point your butt at the emperor?" Some rough people shouted.

"It doesn't matter, this is for you to sing." Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand indifferently.

The woman beat the flower drum and sang:

"Talk about Fengyang, say Fengyang, Fengyang is a good place. Ever since Emperor Zhu came out, there has been a shortage of ten to nine years.

Three years of drought followed by three years of floods, Migui Ruzhu's family ran out of food.The heroes of the founding of the country were eager to grab it and rushed to build the capital.

"Rich people sell mules and horses, and poor people sell sons, and common people suffer.

Our family has no sons to sell, but the head of the hard labor as a cow or a horse..."

Her voice was slightly hoarse, as if she had just been burned by fire, but it just fit the sadness and resentment of the lyrics...

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After the woman finished singing, there was a dead silence in front of Fengtian Hall.

Chen Sandi was sweating profusely, and those members of the Beijing Flower Drum Team were also crumbling.

All the officials and ministers also changed their colors, but Li Shanchang was still alive.

"Come on, let's make a judgment, is the Huagu Ci in front of the Jinluan Palace in Nanjing better, or the section in front of the Jinluan Palace in Zhongdu?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked.

"..." After a moment of silence, someone finally got up the courage to stand up and said: "Master, these two paragraphs are completely incomparable! The second paragraph is purely rebellious, made up and smeared, and smeared the superior and our hometown!"

"That's right, we dare not repeat 'Fengyang is a good place' and 'Since something happened, there will be nine years of drought in ten years'..." Someone took the lead, and the others also echoed:
"Your Majesty, don't listen to her evil words to confuse people, she must be a Ming Cult evildoer!"

"Kill her! Ban this Huagu Ci..."

The yelling and yelling quickly faded away, because Zhu Yuanzhang's face was already gloomy and terrifying.

"Which passage of Huagu Ci is true and which passage is false?" Zhu Yuanzhang asked quietly, and then raised his voice: "Han Yike, come and tell them!"

"Yes!" Han Yike came up from His Majesty Dan, holding a thick book in his hand.

"Qi Zou the emperor, patrolled the yamen for ten days, and received a total of 120 complaints!" Han Yike raised his handbook with both hands, and said loudly:

"[-] of them sued nobles, local households invaded people's land, forced people into slavery, extorted, falsely accused and framed!

"[-] cases, suing Fengyang County and Fengyang Mansion for corruption and perverting the law, shielding the powerful, sentencing without trial, ignoring human life!
"[-] cases, suing the Ministry of Industry and Commerce of the Central Metropolitan Government for forced donations, forced husbands, abused workers, and disregarded human lives..."

ps. I really didn’t have the energy to write last night.I got up at 05:30 this morning and finished writing this chapter, and I haven't written the rest yet.I hurry up.

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