I can find a better historical and strategy novel than this one on Tomato. I'm going to lose. It's so fun to read and more than addictive. Keep reading and you won't be disappointed.
No time travel, no system, no wisdom, no love. The battle scenes are explosive, the machinations are cold, and the writing is excellent. Highly recommended.
What struck me most about this book was not how powerful the male protagonist was, but that he never left behind those who followed him. He built the protectorate not so that he could become emperor, but so that the people who followed him could have enough to eat and survive in troubled times. The brothers under him are not just tools. Everyone has their own story. They crawled out of the mud together and went through life and death together. This kind of life-changing brotherhood is really so tearful.
These two books are good. In the first one, Adou travels through time and becomes Zhao Gou, and in the second one, Zhu Youjian travels through the future.
Definitely not intellectually helpful, and a bit brain-burning. The ancient prose used in the dialogues between the characters in this book is very antique, which is very consistent with the characteristics of that era. This alone is definitely not deceiving. It vividly combines the thoughts of various schools of thought into the book, especially the Mohist thought, and the military formations and military battles.
Logical, rigorous research, not brainless, with a sense of historical reality. Su Dun looked around the crowd, his eyes blazing: "Confucius made it clear - if you can 'give to the people and help everyone', you are a saint!" "A saint is a saint not only because of his high virtue, but also because he has the ability, ability and ability to help everyone!" He looked directly at the student and spoke in a bell-like voice: "You quoted this sentence yourself, so let me ask you -" "If you only sit in your study and talk about morality, without any understanding of physics or increasing your abilities -" "How do you 'give to the people'? How do you 'help the people'?" He raised his hand and pointed to the distant fields that were faintly visible outside the city: "The world is starving, and you want to help people, but you don't know how to farm. You don't know how to get more food in the fields - can you help?" He then pointed to the faint lights of the medicine shop in the city: "Everyone in the world is sick. You want to help people, but you don't know the nature of the medicine. You don't know which medicine can cure what disease - can you help?" Pointing to the eaves of the Yamen in the distance: "Government affairs are corrupt. You want to help people, but you don't know how to do it. You don't know how to allocate money and food, or how to manage rivers - can you help?" After three questions, the whole place was filled with dead silence. The student stood there, his face turning from red to white, then from white to red, and finally turned into ashes. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. The question he was proud of was shattered into pieces by the words of the saint he himself quoted. Those who were originally dissatisfied looked at each other in confusion, but no one could say a word to refute. Su Dun looked at him quietly, with warmth in his eyes, but not the pride of a winner, only a kind of quiet tolerance. After a long time, he spoke slowly, his voice low, but his words were clear: "The way of a saint is like the sun and the moon. The sun and the moon hang in the sky, illuminating all things. Have you ever asked whether it is a scholar or a farmer who shines? Have you ever said that only a certain kind of people deserve to be illuminated?" He paused, and his eyes swept across the audience, sweeping over the students with complicated faces and the Confucian scholars who bowed their heads in thought: "Master teaches, teaching without distinction. He travels around the country and has three thousand disciples, including Zigong who is rich as a country, and Yan Hui who lives in a shabby alley; Meng Yizi, who is from a noble family, and Zizhang, who is from me. Did he ever say - I can only tell you this truth, and you will be superior to others after hearing it?" His voice gradually rose: "If someone reads a sage's book, but reads the book as a shackle, reads the Tao as a threshold, and reads himself as a loner - "Then what he reads is not a sage's book, but a demonic obstacle! "If someone reads the book of sages and doesn't think about how to practice loyalty and forgiveness, how to help everyone and benefit the people, but only wants to use this book to lift himself up and push others down -" "If someone doesn't think about how to let more people walk in this door, but only thinks about how to close the door tightly and build a high wall -" "Then all the books he has read have been read into the dog's belly!" "The last sentence was like a sharp sword piercing people's hearts. The student in green shirt looked pale and white, his lips were trembling, but he couldn't say a word. Those people behind him who were originally dissatisfied also lowered their heads at this moment, not daring to look at Su Dun. The night wind blew through the tower, the lanterns swayed, and the light and shadow flowed on everyone's face. Some people looked at their hands, not knowing what they were thinking. Some people's lips moved slightly, as if they had realized something. Some people's eyes were hot, as if something hit their hearts. Su Dun looked at everyone quietly, and when their expressions calmed down, he slowly spoke, his voice was quiet but powerful: "The learning of the saints is meant to be applied in the world! "Where to use it?" Use it to regulate the family, use it to govern the country, and use it to bring peace to the world! ""The study of things to achieve knowledge is the first of the eight eyes, precisely because-" "This study of things to grasp the principles of all things is the foundation that can be applied in practice! "Everyone nodded, and there was no objection. Su Dun saw everyone's expressions and knew that the heat had come. He paused, and his tone suddenly changed: "However -" Everyone held their breath, waiting for his next words. Tonight, they were overwhelmed by waves of theoretical impact. At this moment, Su Dun said "however", everyone's hearts were raised - What else was he going to say? Su Dun didn't speak immediately. The night wind blew up his robes, and his red sleeves fluttered in the moonlight. There were waves in his heart that only he knew. Over the years, he had read many books. The original Confucian classics were very simple, teaching people to be good, to teach people how to get along with the world. The problem was never in the classics themselves, but in the interpretation of later generations. Confucian scholars in the Han and Tang dynasties only focused on exegesis, and turned the teachings of living saints into dead textual research. Therefore, the rise of Buddha and the decline of Confucianism. In this dynasty, knowledgeable people finally couldn't sit still. Zhou Dunyi, Zhang Zai, Cheng Hao, Cheng Yi, Wang Anshi, and of course my father and uncle... Everyone was reinterpreting the classics in their own way and wanted to find a new path for Confucianism. He raised his head and looked at the expectant faces. This was the worst era for Confucianism - the Buddha and the old were prosperous, the Confucian school was in decline, and the way of the saints was obscure. But it was also the best era for Confucianism - the old annotations were broken, the new meanings were not established, and everyone could claim to be the successor of Confucius and Mencius, and everyone could comment on the Six Classics. In the end of the dispute, Cheng and Zhu Neo-Confucianism won. Empty talk, rigid dogma, and stagnant thoughts. But now, he is here! A surge of pride arose in Su Dun's heart. The predecessors made the path narrow, and I want to break it back! I want to join this debate, and I want to be the only spokesperson for New Confucianism! I am a great scholar! This will change the future of this land!
An imaginary historical text, super high quality, excellent for both listening and reading. The logic is clear, the characters are full, the plot is rich, and the writing is compact. It's a non-conventional and cool article, please appreciate it! [Laughs][laughs]
This is a good and rigorous historical article without being too intellectual. Also known as "Da Ming: I Really Just Want to Lie Down", "Hongwu: Your Majesty, This Is My Disease", "Da Ming's Attending Physician", "Da Ming Zhenhai King" Zhang Wuxian, a 36-year-old entrepreneurial failure, traveled eleven years to Hongwu and became a 20-year-old spirited boy. He originally wanted to lie down and be a salted fish, but his severe obsessive-compulsive disorder made him unable to see anything "unreasonable" - wrong food prices must be corrected, medical care is backward, the army must be corrected, and Ming Dynasty must not conquer the world. What's even more outrageous is that he has a system in his mind that automatically stuffs him with solutions and supplies every time he suffers an episode of obsessive-compulsive disorder, without paying for it. So - he saved the dying Crown Princess Chang after childbirth, and Chang Yuchun's daughter survived; he vaccinated the emperor's eldest grandson Zhu Xiongying with cowpox, and the child who should have died at the age of 8 was alive and kicking; he gave infusions to rescue Queen Ma when she was critically ill, and Zhu Yuanzhang's favorite woman lived twenty more years; he diagnosed Zhu Biao's terminal illness in advance, so that the future emperor of the Ming Dynasty would no longer die young. Once these four people were alive, the history of the Ming Dynasty was completely rewritten - Emperor Jianwen was gone, the Battle of Jingnan was gone, and the Lan Yu Case was gone. Empress Ma recognized him as her adopted son and said "this is my son" when meeting people; Zhu Biao and Zhu Di called him brothers, one called him "virtuous brother" and the other called him "brother-in-law"; Xu Da took the initiative to marry his daughter to him, and he became the son-in-law of Wei Guogong; Lan Yu regarded him as his savior and blocked the knife for him in the court. Zhu Yuanzhang patted him on the shoulder and said, "You are the most diligent person we have ever seen in this life." Zhang Wuxian replied with tears in his eyes: "Your Majesty, I am really not diligent... I am sick!" Later, he led Zheng He to capture the Shijian Yin Mountain, crossed the Pacific Ocean, discovered America, and planted the flag of the Ming Dynasty all over the world. On the day when the Ming Dynasty unified the world, he could finally lie down. But there is a tree planted crookedly in the yard...
Highly recommend the first book, the plot is full of ups and downs and full of visual sense! The writing style is refreshing and not brainless! The details of historical research are there, even if you are a novice now, you will be an old fan after entering! ! ! !