The Ming Dynasty court is back!

But in just half a day, the news echoed across the entire Zhili land like thunder. The news spread so quickly that the people even ran around to tell each other. After hearing the news, those who heard it were all excited to shed tears that could not be suppressed.

The reason why these people were so excited was that it was very simple. After all, this place was different from other places. Most of them were occupied by the Qing captives in a few hundred miles in the vicinity of the capital. After the Qing Dynasty entered the pass, in order to solve the livelihood of the Eight Banners, it decided to occupy the land near the Eight Banners, and then issued a land enclosure order. Not only did the land that originally belonged to the Han farmers was occupied by the Eight Banners, but it also forced the Han farmers to "invest". A large amount of land in the Jifu area was occupied by Manchu, and the original Han people were deprived of their careers of life. The Manchu nobles, the officers and soldiers themselves did not engage in farming. The Qing court allowed the Han people to join their subordinates to cultivate the fields as slaves in the name of "making a way for the poor to eat and clothing."

However, those who originally only used the so-called "substation" but were similar to tenants, knew that the "substation" came to their subordinates, and they became slaves who had lost their freedom. What's more, while enclosing the land, they directly took the people who occupied the land and forced them to surrender.

The Han people who were forced to be slaves lived a life of no freedom, and their descendants were also called family and children and could not escape the fate of being enslaved for generations. Some of them committed suicide by being desperate and angry, while more people embarked on the road of escape. As a result, a large number of slaves under their posts did not stop their escape. Even the Qing Dynasty used rigorous laws to prevent them from escaping. After the Ming army recovered Jiangnan, the slaves under their posts fled to Jiangnan even more intensely.

However, at that time, not everyone could make this decision by abandoning their family and stolen their families and fleeing to the south at the risk of beheading. More people chose to stay and chose to endure. And while enduring slavery and humiliation, their eyes were staring at the south. They longed for the king's army to fight the Northern Expedition in their hearts.

Finally, as if I were looking forward to the stars and the moon, I finally waited for the arrival of the King.

The Qing Tartars escaped!

The Ming Dynasty has returned to the capital!

When this news came, how could they not be excited? Once upon a time, they had become slaves and could only endure everything in humiliation. Now, they, who had long been unable to bear it, finally no longer need to endure it.

After returning from the county town, as soon as he entered the village, Zhu Dafu stood at the entrance of the street. He saw Zhu Laoquan walking through the dark shadow, and took two steps forward to pull him. He pulled him under the archway at the entrance of the village, grabbed his hand and said softly.

"Big nephew! I have something I want to tell you. If you listen, you will listen. If you don't listen, you will throw it behind your neck."

Zhu Dafu nodded at the uncle in the village.

"Uncle, you always speak, how can I not listen!"

"Just come back from the county?"

After receiving a positive answer, Zhu Laoquan said again.

"The news is correct?"

No need to ask, he also knows what news he was asking about. The reason why Zhu Dafu went to the county town was to find out whether the news he had heard was true or false. He had been waiting for this news for more than ten years.

"Accurate, the county magistrate and yamen runners' clothes have been changed. In the city, many people have changed their clothes and wrapped their heads, and the Tartars have been driven away."

After getting this answer, Zhu Laoquan touched his beard and looked mature and steady.

"I heard that you want to stretch your fingers for what happened to our Zhu Laozhuang more than ten years ago. Is it true?"

Zhu Dafu lit his chin and said in a deep voice.

"Um!"

Looking at the left and right, Zhu Laoquan's face became nervous and he said softly.

"My God! If you really do this, you will violate the law of the king. Your father, your grandfather, and several generations of our Zhulaozhuang have lived with their necks for more than ten years. Do you have to provoke this trouble? How could you hold your head and look into the fire pit these days?"

Looking at the uncle who was nervous about himself, Zhu Dafu was silent for a while before saying.

"I know the king's law, but a person who lives a hundred years old is just a dead end. It's better to die early and be reborn early. This is the case. Life and death are too many, but I have concerns. The lives of dozens of people in Zhu Laozhuang and the lives of my wife cannot be lost in vain!"

Listening to his words, Zhu Laoquan shook his head one after another and said.

"Oh! Don't, don't do this. As the saying goes, a good man will not suffer a loss in front of him. You don't accept this person. If the government accepts him, then you will violate the law of the king!"

The two of them stood under the archway and spoke, and finally Zhu Dafuyao said.

"Uncle, if I say something else, I will listen to you. But if you say this, my nephew has made up his mind. Don't persuade him. In this world... if the officials are not accepted, the gods are not accepted, and people will still be accepted, and they will point to God..."

He looked at the sky and although Zhu Dafu didn't say anything, the words were already clear.

It’s used by the old man. What has God been doing in the past ten years?

"If... if there is a big deal, then the uncle and the man in the village will give the tiger a bite of food, and the nephew will die, it will be worth it!"

As he said that, Zhu Dafu returned home without looking back. He didn't eat at home, but sat on the edge of the threshold, holding a cigarette puff and raising his chin and leaving for a long time. After Hu Zi and his sister finished their meal and slept, he had been sitting on the threshold for a long time before quietly pulling out a guillotine from the entrance.

This guillotine is used to chop grass. It is three feet long. The guillotine made of fine steel weighs more than ten pounds and is heavy in the hand.

After taking a basin of water and sitting on the bench, Zhu Dafu grinded the guillotine on the whetstone, one by one, one by one, and every time, he used enough strength.

Because it was very quiet at night, Hu Zi fell asleep and vaguely heard the sound of sharpening the knife in the yard. He stretched out his head from the quilt, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the edge of the kang. He only saw his father squinting his eyes into slits and looking at the blade. Perhaps he was not satisfied, so he started to sharpen it. He quietly polished the guillotine at home under a small oil lamp, sharpening the blade very sharply, only making the blade shine under the light.

While he was grinding the knife, Zhu Dafu tried it out with the calluses on his hands after grinding the knife. However, with a light scraping, the calluses on his hands were scraped off. It was not until this time that he nodded with satisfaction that the knife had been sharpened.

As soon as he looked up, Zhu Dafu saw his son looking at him with his big eyes open, so he grinned at his son and said with a smile.

"Well! Tiger! Tomorrow, you and your sister will go to grandma's house to stay for two days. I haven't been there for a while. Your grandma's house must have missed her too. Tell your grandma, and just say... I'll go see her again in the future."

Huzi nodded and listened to his father's words, blinked his eyes, and then retracted his head into the quilt. He knew what was going on, and for him, he just thought it was to visit relatives.

Although his son fell asleep quickly, Zhu Dafu couldn't sleep. He just sat there and held the guillotine in his hand. Sometimes he would look at the guillotine, holding the wooden knife handle of the guillotine, and the jujube wood knife handle that had been grinding for many years. It was a comfortable feeling when he held it in his hand.

In the past, he could chop thousands of kilograms of grass with such a newly sharpened knife without resting his breath.

This knife is a good knife!

He didn't sleep all night until the chickens crowed, and Zhu Dafu walked into the yard. When he came to the yard, he saw his father sitting on the millstone.

"Dad, when did you come?"

Seeing the ashes under his father's feet, Zhu Dafu knew that his father might have been here for a long time. However, his tone seemed a little distant. He had been several years, and he couldn't let go of some things.

"It's been half a night."

Baba smoked two sips of dry tobacco, and then Zhu Laoguo looked at the guillotine rack on the ground and said.

"The guillotine was removed?"

"Um."

Zhu Dafu did not hide it, but just nodded and responded.

"Must go?"

"You have to go!"

The hatred of taking away your wife must be repaid. Even if your father stops you, you won’t be able to do it!

"Oh, then you go!"

Surprisingly, Mr. Zhu did not stop him this time.

"What should I do if Juanzi and Tiger do?"

"I'll ask them to hide at his grandma's house first."

"Hide?"

Knead off the ash from the tobacco pipe pot, and then Zhu Laoguo looked at his son and said.

"Why do you have to hide? You have to let the tiger stay and let him know that his father is a man, not a coward!"

Staring at his surprised son, Zhu Laoguo continued to say.

"You know, why did you stop you back then? You won't let you kill that beast?"

Looking at this yard, Mr. Zhu said after a while.

"That's because, back then, the Manchus were sitting in the world, and you killed that beast, and it seemed that you had avenge, but in the end, the government not only had to kill you, but also our whole family. Even our Zhulaozhuang had no idea how many people were suffering. At that time, our sins would be great, so we have to endure this revenge, not for you..."

As he said that, Zhu Laoquan shook his head. He knew that his son had been blaming him for the past few years, and even splitting up the family was for this matter.

"But now, if the Manchus don't live in the world, then things will be different. You haven't let go of it all these years. If you stop you, you will never let it go in your life. If you want to go..."

Finally, Lao Quan Zhu sighed and said without looking back when he got up and left.

"Juanzi and Huzi, just don't worry. Your father is still alive. If I eat it in one bite, they won't starve the siblings. I'm dead. And your elder brother, he doesn't have your blood, but it's your elder brother, you won't starve them..."
Chapter completed!