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Chapter 2 Prince Zhu San?!

 He ​​raised his eyebrows and Li Laiheng looked at it repeatedly. Judging from the incomplete shape and the position of the golden characters, there must be some characters below, but I don’t know what it is.

"Zhu San, Zhu San..." Li Laiheng muttered, a little confused. Of course, he didn't know that the fake jade was originally engraved with "Zhu Linglin" and was Huang Li's girlfriend's name.

Looking at another thing on the table, Li Laiheng reached out to grab it, but it was a small dagger.

The embossed dragon-patterned copper sheath dagger, the real historical relics should have been from the mid-Qing Dynasty and ranked among the six major daggers in the royal family.

This is a reduced-edged imitation made in batches by later generations, but the material and craftsmanship were difficult to make in ancient times.

"Dragon pattern?!" Li Laiheng's eyes widened, a little incredible, and he said in a lost voice: "A royal thing."

As a pattern that the Ming Taizu decided on at the beginning of the founding of the country, the dragon pattern was naturally used exclusively by the royal family of the Ming Dynasty, especially the five-clawed dragon pattern. In ancient times, it was not like later generations. It was a serious crime to use anything, but it was a head-losing crime.

"Street stall goods, Is it amazing?" Huang Li should have explained to the shocked Li Laiheng in embarrassment, not to mention that he is still in a coma now.

Li Laiheng turned his head to look at his son, with complex meanings such as shock, confusion, and inquiries.

Li Yue smiled bitterly, pointed to the mountaineering bag, and said, "Father, there are some strange things here. The child doesn't recognize them and dares not move."

Li Laiheng turned around and fiddled with the small dagger and jade pendant again, frowned slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.

After a while, he suddenly stood up and did not look at the items in the mountaineering bag. He said, "Take me to see that man? Well, he is not a big deal?"

Li Yue hurriedly led the way forward and said as he walked: "I vomited some water. Although I haven't woken up yet, I seem to have no worries about my life."

Li Laiheng nodded, stopped talking, looked solemn, and followed his son to the back cabin.

Huang Li lay quietly flat, his jacket and trousers removed, his body covered with a thin quilt, and his breathing was quite even.

Li Laiheng came up and looked carefully. He thought to himself: "It's a pretty face, but it looks a little weaker. He looks like he's in his twenties, but if his status is noble, he's well maintained and his appearance can be younger than his actual age."

Turning over Huang Li's exposed hands, Li Laiheng gently touched his head, "Well, there are calluses, but they are not made of hard work. This is the case if you are born in a wealthy or pampered person."

Li Laiheng had finished observing, his face changed, he pondered for a while before he solemnly said to Li Yue: "Send someone to treat and take good care of him, and someone should take care of him at any time."

Li Yue bowed and agreed. Judging from his father's tone, he could guess that this person's identity was not simple, but his father didn't say it, and he didn't ask.

Li Laiheng turned around and left, his face was complicated, as if there were surprises and excitement, as if there were doubts and concerns.

Soon, Li Laiheng sent someone to send the mountaineering bag back and told Li Yue not to look through it and to put it next to Huang Li. If Huang Li wakes up, don't ask more questions.

After dealing with this matter, Li Laiheng was still in a state of ease. He walked onto the deck, looked at the green mountains and clear waters, and fell into long thoughts.

Just last year, in the fifteenth year of Yongli (1661), Emperor Yongli was captured and then killed. Li Dingguo heard the news and died of worries and vomiting blood. Zheng Chenggong also died of illness in the same year, and the two major banners against the Qing Dynasty fell.

The Qing court issued an edict to pacify the thirteen families, and said: "I will make a fuss, forgive my past innocence, and give me the way to fame and fame."

The edict also focused on explaining that the Qing army entered Myanmar, Yongli was captured and killed, Bai Wenxuan and Li Sixing, the son of Li Dingguo, Liu Zhen, the son of Liu Wenxiu, had surrendered, and Zheng Chenggong had also died of illness. "There is no more hope for the world, so what should we do?"

The facts are so cruel. The armed forces that continued to insist on the anti-Qing Dynasty on the land of China were the only "Thirteen Kuidong Families" in eastern Sichuan and western Hubei, mainly composed of the remaining Dashun Army.

The bad situation is not the most important thing. The key is that there is no hope of continuing to persevere and the flag that leads them to fight.

Yongli is dead, Jin is gone, and there is only a small corner of the land left in thousands of miles of land. What is their purpose in fighting bravely?

For the Ming Dynasty, for clothing, for dignity, and for loyalty and righteousness? It seems that they are, but they seem to be neither.

If you lack the title of great righteousness, that is, the master will be named Wuming, which is very embarrassing and very discouraging.

"Anti-Qing and Restoring Ming Dynasty" is naturally the best slogan that can win people's hearts. However, without the Ming Dynasty royal family raising their arms and flags, it is difficult to inspire people and attract their subordinates.

As for Zhu Shenglu, the King of Mingdong'an who was dependent on Hao Yaoqi, the vassal relationship was too far away, neither named nor convinced the public, and it was difficult to carry the banner of anti-Qing.

As the saying goes, I am worried that no one will teach me, and a sticky bean bag fell from the sky.

"Maybe, this is a turning point." Li Laiheng narrowed his eyes and a little hope rose in his heart, "It can stabilize people's hearts, unite the thirteen armed forces together, and continue the cause of resisting the Qing Dynasty."

Under the large-scale siege of the Qing army, and because of the hardships of poor mountains and bad waters, Li Laiheng could have imagined that many Ming army soldiers would be pessimistic and desperate about their future, and rebellion would continue to happen in the future.

The appearance of the suspected "Prince Zhu San" in front of him has allowed Li Laiheng to find a temporary countermeasure, at least it can have an impact on the current internal situation.

Although Li Laiheng still has many doubts, such as the Qing Dynasty already occupied the world, if it were a clan of the Ming Dynasty, it would be unlikely that he would run around, and he would carry evidence that could reveal his identity with him.

But it doesn’t matter whether Prince Zhu’s third son is true or false. It’s the same for Li Laiheng and all armed forces against the Qing Dynasty.

Just like the folk legend of the third prince Zhu, it may be Zhu Cijiong, Zhu Cihuan, or Zhu Cihuan. They are just a banner or a name. It doesn’t matter who it is.

What is important is the meaning behind this name. It is orthodox, it is the name of great righteousness, it is the name of masters, and it is the propaganda and call that can inspire people.

"Next, it depends on whether this 'San Prince Zhu' has the ambition to rebel against the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty, and whether he has the courage to not be afraid of sacrifice!" Li Laiheng smiled helplessly.

Whether it is true or false, at least we must recognize the anti-Qing and restoring the Ming Dynasty. At least we must not be afraid of cowardice and show the momentum to boost the morale of the army and the public.

OK, at one point it means pessimism and despair, at the same time it means running away to save your life, or even surrendering to the Qing army. Are you the banner of the anti-Qing Dynasty or the representative of surrender?

Li Laiheng's plan was settled, and his heart felt a little relieved.

Nowadays, we can only treat dead horses as living horses. No matter what tricks, if we can try, we should try it if we can.

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