I am Zhongli, an orphan. My family is ruined and I am living in a troubled world. Fortunately, he met Zhu Yuanzhang at the end of his life. He joined the army in Haozhou and raised troops in Zhongli with him. He personally experienced the great achievements of crossing the river to capture Yingtian, burning huge ships in Poyang, and driving out the barbarians in the Northern Expedition. From a private soldier to a thousand households, I witnessed with my flesh and blood the rise of the Ming Empire from the flames of war. However, after the founding of the People's Republic of China, the Kongyin Case and Hu Weiyong's Prison were imprisoned, the heroes withered, and the emperor's mind was unfathomable. I struggled between loyalty and self-preservation, and finally realized that "retirement after success" is the way to survive in troubled times. This is not a grand statement contained in a history book, but a testimony of blood and tears written by a veteran throughout his life - under the cornerstone of the empire, there are buried the bones and silent sighs of many comrades.
So, I shaved my head, put on a worn-out monk's robe, and became the youngest traveling boy in Huangjue Temple. The temple was also poor, so Master often asked me to go out to beg for alms. Carrying a broken bowl on my back, I walked around Haozhou, Dingyuan, and Zhongli barefoot, eating and sleeping in the open air, and seeing all the misery in the world. Sometimes I was bitten by dogs, sometimes beaten by soldiers, and sometimes I couldn't even dig wild vegetables. At that time, I was not called "Zhu Yuanzhang", people called me "Zhu Chongba" - because my grandfather was a "May 4th" and my father was a "Junior", so when it was my turn, I was ranked as "Chongba" according to the genealogy.
That winter, while sheltering from the snow in a ruined temple, I met a person who changed my destiny.
His name is Tang He, and he is my childhood friend. He wore a red scarf army jacket, a short sword on his waist, and his eyes were as sharp as an eagle. He grabbed my shoulders: "Chongba! Are you still here begging for food? The world is about to change! Master Guo Zixing is raising troops in Haozhou to rebel against the Yuan Dynasty, and we Han people are about to stand up!"
I shook my head: "I am a monk and I do not kill."
Tang He sneered: "He
