In the spring of the 23rd year of Hongwu, Emperor Zhu Yuanzhang of Ming Dynasty fell the last piece of the Hu Weiyong case. His murderous eyes turned to Li Shanchang, the founding hero of the Ming Dynasty. He endured it for a full eleven years.

In January, a gable collapsed in Li Shanchang's hometown in Dingyuan scared the 70-year-old man in his 80s. He just wanted to spend the rest of his life in a house that could shelter from wind and rain. But he couldn't bear to disturb the countryside, so he wrote a letter to his former comrade Tang He, asking him to lend him 300 soldiers. Tang He happened to have a little military power in his hands. Li Shanchang thought it was very simple. Back then, Tang He was a dog and an eagle slave. The two formed a deep friendship in a long battle. Now this year, Tang He would not even give him this little face!

The labor of the three hundred soldiers allowed him to move into a new house that was not leaking before the Lantern Festival. When the letter set off, the soldiers also came. Li Shan's old face covered with walnut patterns smiled, as if Tang He was very proud of his face. Unfortunately, Li Shanchang was really unlucky. On the second day after the soldiers arrived, on the seventh day of the first lunar month, a shocking case occurred in Haotang Town, fifteen miles away from his home.

This was just the first fire, and the fire seemed to be more inclined to Lan Yu's mansion. If Zhu Yuanzhang had some concerns about the case that he was unwilling to make his family's ugly appearance and would not investigate the case for the time being, then Tang He's stone falling into the well hit Zhu Yuanzhang's foot. While Tang He lends troops to Li Shanchang, his letter of informing also set off to the capital.

It's no wonder Tang He. He is still young and wants to live for a few more years. He doesn't want his wife and children to go to the guillotine with him. After witnessing his comrades being cooked one by one, he was in panic all day long. He knew that only one of the hunting dogs would be left in the end, so he would come to visit the house to protect the house and decorate the storefront. When he found that the emperor's murderous aura appeared again, in order to become the last guard dog, he had to betray the former eagle slave.

The 300 soldiers lent by Tang He reminded Zhu Yuanzhang of the hundreds of assassins who assassinated the prince. He was furious and almost immediately issued an order to arrest Li Shanchang. However, in the end, Zhu Yuanzhang still held back. Although the assassination of the prince was serious, it did not conform to his layout. He could not completely end the Hu Weiyong case with this case, and he had another function.

So Zhu Yuanzhang decided to endure it and wait a little longer. He believed that Li Shanchang would still make a fool of himself. He had been waiting for eleven years and didn't care about waiting for a few more months.

Li Shanchang was like a blind man walking on a road full of traps. He had no idea that he had already returned from the gates of hell. He walked through the first trap without any sense, but could no longer escape the second trap.

In March, Ding Bin, a relative of Li Shanchang, was sentenced to exile for committing an incident. Mrs. Ding cried bitterly in front of Li Shanchang, explaining reason and affection, telling him how Ding Bin was filial to Li Shanchang. Perhaps he was really old and his ears would become soft. Mrs. Ding's crying made Li Shanchang unable to save face. The next day he sent a letter to Zhu Yuanzhang, 'Begging Your Majesty to give Ding Bin a chance to make a new mistake in view of the old minister's meager's merits back then!'

It’s a pity that Lao Zhu’s ears are not soft. He found an excellent opportunity in this letter. Since you want to plead for Ding Bin, it must be that he knows what privacy you have.

Zhu Yuanzhang immediately ordered the left censor Zhan Hui to investigate the Ding Bin case. Zhu Yuanzhang said nothing, but Zhan Hui was very good at guessing the saint's intentions. He immediately understood the emperor's deep meaning and tortured Ding Bin case overnight, but he felt sorry for Li Shanchang to evade Ding Bin, but Ding Bin betrayed him. Under the guidance of Zhan Hui, he confessed the details of Li Shanchang's brother Li Cunyi and Hu Weiyong's joint rebellion.

I have to admire Zhan Hui's ingenuity here. The reason why he chose Li Cunyiwei to break through is because this person is not only Li Shanchang's younger brother, but also Hu Weiyong's relatives, and a natural bridge for communicating with Li and Hu.

Sure enough, after continuing to investigate Li Cunyi, he finally confessed that Li Shanchang was killed: Hu Weiyong repeatedly asked him to ask Li Shanchang to do a major event, but Li Shanchang refused. Hu Weiyong said in person, and Li Shanchang finally sighed, "I am old, you will do it yourself."

This "you do it yourself" is Zhan Hui's most proud work. It is in line with Li Shanchang's identity. It is a matter of being aware of the information and not reporting it. But deeper thinking is that it is acquiesced to Hu Weiyong's rebellion. Although he did not participate, he already has this intention. In today's words, it is a motive for committing the crime.

Even attempted rebellion was a serious crime. Zhan Hui immediately charged a large-scale online crime. Under heavy rewards, there must be a brave man. Li Shanchang's slaves jumped up to complain and weaved one story after another vividly. Until this time, all civil and military officials woke up as if they were dreaming. Perhaps because they were afraid that the Li Shanchang case would implicate him, all civil and military officials jumped out and punished him. As the thousands of men pointed out, Li Shanchang had no way to survive. In April, Zhu Yuanzhang approved the case.

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The light rain in April fell heavily on the streets and alleys of Yingtianfu, with a hint of warmth in the freshness. Everything was nourished by the spring rain and began to rejuvenate. However, the spring rain in Dali Temple Prison had a little more gloomy and cold. That morning, outside the Dali Temple Prison, the Minister of Justice, the Minister of Justice, the Minister of the Ministry of Justice, the Minister of the Dali Temple, the left and right censors, the left and right censors of the Censorate, and other officials knelt all over the floor and welcomed the emperor to visit the Dali Temple.

Zhu Yuanzhang's dragon chariot slowly stopped, and a yellow umbrella came to meet him. Two eunuchs carefully helped His Majesty the Emperor out of the dragon chariot. Zhu Yuanzhang was wearing a red and yellow regular dress, wearing a black gauze and a horn-shaped scarf, and a golden and jade amber-transmitted rhinoceros belt around his waist. His face was heavy. He came to Dali Temple today to see Li Shanchang off.

The figure of the emperor appeared, and the ministers kowtowed together, "I will meet your Majesty, I wish you a long life!"

Zhu Yuanzhang waved his hand, "Dear all of you, you have water on the ground, so don't kneel for a long time."

"Thank you Your Majesty!" A group of ministers stood up one after another, and the left censor Zhan Hui, who was in charge of the Li Shanchang case, came forward and said, "Your Majesty, the prison has been arranged, please move your Majesty."

Zhu Yuanzhang nodded, he looked up at the sky, the drizzle was flying, and the sky was covered in gray. He sighed, "Move it!"

The prison in Dali Temple has been specially cleaned up. The place where Zhu Yuanzhang met with Li Shanchang would not be in the dark and damp underground prison. In a special cell, the cell was cleaned up very clean, the walls were dazzlingly white, and the thick wooden fence divided the cell into two. Outside the cell was a wide sandalwood chair, and there were more than a dozen palace guards standing on both sides, standing straight in two rows, like sculptures.

There was only a simple bed in the cell, a toilet with paint removed, and a white-haired old man sat at the head of the bed, his eyes were dull and unconscious. He was Li Shanchang, the first prime minister of the Ming Dynasty.

This number one hero of the Ming Dynasty, who was comparable to Xiao He in the early Han Dynasty, has reached the end of his life. The past is just a dream for him. Whether he is willing or unwilling to do so means nothing to him. His choice when he is waiting for a new reincarnation is whether to assist a founding king again or study in a thatched cottage to live a long life. He has been confused for twenty years, or today he will be able to find the answer.

At this time, a messy footsteps came from outside the cell. First, more than twenty "Han Generals" in brightly-clad armor entered one after another, followed by several eunuchs and palace maids holding feather fans. Zhu Yuanzhang appeared under the strict protection of several personal guards. His sharp eyes crossed the wooden fence and landed on the old and tired Li Shanchang's face. The turbidity in Li Shanchang's eyes also disappeared, and it flashed with a strange luster, just like a person's return to his death.

The two of them looked at each other silently, forgetting the etiquette between the king and the ministers, and decades of grudges and entanglement, as if they were back to their memories at the same time.

In the 14th year of Zhizheng in the Yuan Dynasty, Li Shanchang, who was 41 years old, was full of confidence. In the military tent, he met Zhu Yuanzhang, who was only twenty-six years old and had just joined the army for a year.

"There are countless heroes and heroes in the world, why do you value virtue alone?"

"Although there are many heroes in the world, the generals are the ones who win the power."

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"Why did you teach me?"

"In the past, Emperor Gaozu of Han started his family as the head of the pavilion. He had only a hundred soldiers and only three or five generals. He finally broke through all obstacles and created a country for four hundred years in the Han Dynasty. Why? Only by using people well, the general is much stronger than Emperor Gaozu. I look at the general's general, and the Yuan Dynasty lost his deer. The Han people returned to his heart. It was a good opportunity to expel the Tartars and restore China. I hope that the general was open-minded and generous, accept the talents of the world and know people well, forgive and be kind and not to kill people, save the people of the world from water and fire, and be willing to follow the general and work hard for the horse sooner or later."

"Sir, keep it in mind. If I succeed in the future, I will repay my words today!"

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Decades have passed, and when they met for the last time today, General Zhu of that year returned his words with a butcher knife. The God of Destiny actually made such a cruel joke in his seventies.

Zhu Yuanzhang was also filled with mixed feelings at this time. This minister, who he once called me, had become so old. He admitted that he made great contributions to the establishment of the Ming Dynasty. He was skilled in rhetoric and learned stories. He handled government rulings like a stream. He made the generals and officials obeyed and kept the residents safe. He transferred troops and transferred funds without any shortage. He restored money, paid for Huai salt, established tea laws, opened iron smelting, and set fish taxes. The country's use was more abundant and the people were not trapped. Zhu Yuanzhang admitted these great achievements. For this reason, he also named him the head of the six founding kings, named him the first prime minister of the Ming Dynasty, and gave him iron scrolls to prevent two deaths. He had already done his best.

But Li Shanchang forgot the etiquette of the king and his subjects, but his achievements were not enough to redeem the sins he committed. He actually forgot whose territory the Ming Dynasty was. He dared to use his position as a prime minister to undermine the power of the emperor. He relied on being the first hero of the founding country and the leader of the Huaixi Group, and was domineering. He did not take himself as the founding emperor seriously at all. He even forced him to use Zhu Yuanzhang to appoint Hu Weiyong as the prime minister. His hands were too long, he was too close to him, and his snoring was too loud, which made it difficult for him to sleep in peace. He actually deserved to die long ago.

"My de Li Shanchang meets His Majesty the Emperor!" Li Shanchang finally knelt down tremblingly.

"I'm here to see you. Do you have any last wishes?" Zhu Yuanzhang lost his patience to sit down.

‘Last wish?’ Li Shanchang smiled bitterly. What will he have left to make and what will Zhu Yuanzhang give himself?

"I will never be redeem my sins after a hundred deaths. I beg your Majesty to give me all the body."

Zhu Yuanzhang was silent for a long time, and he sighed softly, "Go! I will leave you a lineage of incense."

After saying that, Zhu Yuanzhang turned around and left.

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In the spring of the 23rd year of Hongwu, the Grand Tutor Li Shanchang participated in the case of Hu Weiyong's rebellion and was sentenced to death, and his three tribes were abandoned, and his eldest son Li Qi and his second son Li Fang was born to Princess Lin'an. Li Mao was sentenced to death and demoted to a commoner.

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Chapter completed!