Liu Bowen didn't tell fortune _ Liu Bowen didn't tell fortune.

Liu Bowen, the founding emperor of the Ming Dynasty, told his descendants not to learn divination before he died. Why?

Liu Ji was born in Qingtian, Zhejiang at the end of last year, which is a beautiful mountain village. Liu Ji is said to be a fairy on earth, born with intelligence. /kloc-it is very rare to be admitted at the age of 0/2. Liu Ji especially likes studying. He not only studied ordinary things, but also studied The Spring and Autumn Annals, Zhu's Neo-Confucianism, Astronomy and Geography and Daoism. He is also proficient in all subjects, which is very rare.

Liu Ji, in his twenties, became an official of the Yuan Dynasty. However, the Yuan government was corrupt, and Liu Ji, who was upright and upright, was persecuted many times and had to stay at home. I heard that Liu Ji was a talented person in Yingtian, and sent people to recruit him many times, which finally touched Liu Ji. He resolutely left his hometown and defected to Zhu Yuanzhang, becoming the first counselor under Zhu Yuanzhang. Through eight years' unremitting efforts, Zhu Yuanzhang was finally helped to build a prosperous country, and a cowherd became the founding king.

Zhu Yuanzhang began to be very grateful to Liu Ji. After the founding of People's Republic of China (PRC), all localities decided to pay taxes and pay grain. Under normal circumstances, there are five shares per mu in Fuxian county, which is half a liter. However, Zhu Yuanzhang specifically instructed that qingtian county could not increase taxes. Don't underestimate this little grain, it is a great welfare of the people. Zhu Yuanzhang took this as Liu Jiyang's eternal fame.

Seeing himself like this, Liu Ji naturally feels grateful and works harder. However, although Zhu Yuanzhang was kind to Liu Ji on the surface, he was very afraid of Liu Ji in his heart. He knew that Liu Ji was resourceful and always feared that Liu Ji would be used by others. Once he was having breakfast and heard that Liu Ji was coming to face the saint, he fell into a playful mood. He put a bite of sesame seed cake in the golden bowl in front of him and asked Liu Ji, I heard that you can pinch and calculate. What do you think is in my bowl? Liu Ji went on to calculate, and after a while, he said with a smile, half like the sun and half like the moon, and was once bitten by a golden dragon. This is the sesame seed cake that you have bitten. Zhu Yuanzhang said with a smile, you guessed it. I know it's a blessing to have someone as capable as you. But no one can know what's on my mind.

Later, Zhu Yuanzhang began to believe in some villains. Liu Ji couldn't see the past, so he resigned from his official position and studied some knowledge at home. Every day, he is very leisurely. I thought I had worked hard for half my life, but now the world is cold and the years are quiet, so I can live comfortably. Unexpectedly, bad luck spared him.

In the first month of the eighth year of Hongwu, Liu Ji was going to visit the emperor in the palace to celebrate the arrival of the New Year, but he caught a cold and did not continue his vacation. Zhu Yuanzhang then sent a doctor to treat Liu Ji. And it was none other than the one who attracted the doctor too much. Although Hu is a senior official, he has always been at odds with Liu Ji, who also suggested to Zhu Yuanzhang that Hu is a villain. So when Liu Ji ate the medicine prescribed by the doctor too much brought by Hu, he felt that his condition was more serious.

Liu Ji thought there was a ghost in it and reported it to Zhu Yuanzhang. Zhu Yuanzhang is not, or lightly comfort a few words. Liu Ji knew that Hu might have tampered with it, but the real messenger was none other than this person.

Before long, Liu Ji was dying and could not move. He insisted on returning to his hometown, giving up all treatment and waiting for death. Sadly, before he died, he took out a gobbledygook, which was the essence of what he had learned all his life. He lamented in every way that without this book, he could not be a minister, and without this book, he would not be killed. He tried to destroy the book, but he was still reluctant. Finally, he asked his son to dedicate the book to the court and told future generations not to study it. This just left with regret.