My name is Kong Yue, Kong from Kong Shengren, Yue from Yue Wumu.
When my father was alive, he would never have imagined that the son he had high hopes for would be where he is today.
He had been studying all his life, and when he got old, he had the reputation of being a scholar. I don’t know when, he began to realize that this was probably where he would stop in this life. Too many people wanted to start from the single-plank bridge of the imperial examination. You can rush across this bridge, but there are really not many people who can rush across it.
Therefore, he had high hopes for me when I was born. I became enlightened at the age of four, and my father personally became my teacher. While other people’s children were playing happily on the street, I could only stay in a lonely study room. Reading those obscure volumes of the Four Books and Five Classics, at that time, I even hated my father.
Days pass by, my father gets older day by day, and I grow up day by day. If nothing happens, I will probably be like my father in this life. If you study hard in a cold window, you may be able to go to a county school, become a scholar, and then marry a wife, and then spend ten years or more to see if you have the blessing of your ancestors in your life, and you can become a scholar. To raise a person and become an official in one fell swoop is to be regarded as honoring one's ancestors!
The first half of the development of things was not much different from the life my father had planned for me. When I was nineteen years old, I was selected as a scholar, married a woman, and then I was very high-spirited and prepared to take the next step and win the imperial examination. My father, he He also resigned from his job as a teacher and concentrated on taking care of the things at home, while teasing his little granddaughter. In my hometown of Quanzhou, a family like ours is quite enviable. It is a family of farming and studying, and there is no need to pay taxes. My family can still do some business, and there are more and more fields. I even plan to take the exam until I am forty. If I fail to pass the exam at the age of forty, I will be like my father, give up this idea, and live my life well. Forget about the small days.
The changes in the second half of the matter started when I went to Fuzhou to take the exam. Just as I expected, I failed again that year. This was my sixth year as a scholar. I was twenty-five years old. .
If you fail, you will fail. It’s not a big deal. Although I am a little disappointed, are the scholars who have not failed called scholars? They should be called Wenquxing descended to the earth! I still know more or less what my qualifications are. I packed my bags and went home. However, when I got home, I didn’t see my father who was always in good health, I didn’t see my gentle and considerate wife, and I didn’t see my wife who would be so happy to see me that she would come up to me and ask for copper coins to buy sweets. daughter.
All I saw was a white field, a white field that had been ravaged by fire, and three graves, two large and one small.
The official statement is that my family "accidentally knocked over a candle" one night, causing a fire, and the whole family was unable to escape. However, neighbors who have been familiar with me since childhood quietly told me that this incident was related to Fujian The chief envoy's brother-in-law has something to do with it. That bastard fell in love with my wife, but my wife is so loyal that she naturally refused to obey. Although no one dares to say the specific details, the fire was caused by that bastard leading people out of my house. What happened next was not just one or two people. When the neighbors came to put out the fire, the fire was extinguished, and my relatives became the dead souls in the fire.
My eyes were splitting with anger and I was mad with grief and anger. I handed the petition to the magistrate's Yamen and the Chief Envoy's Yamen, but what I got was the consequences of slandering the imperial officials and being dismissed from their positions.
Without the protection of fame, anyone can step on me, a shabby former scholar, and some of the fields accumulated over generations have been sold by me, and some have been plundered by others under various pretexts, but I don't care.
, I just need to collect enough money. I heard that there has been a hundred years of war in Fusang, and there are many people killed. I am an unarmed scholar. Since the government cannot give me justice, then I will get this justice myself.
To get justice, you must first have the ability to kill people without being killed. So, I boarded a sea ship and went to Fusang.
In Fusang, I met many people and learned a lot of killing skills. Three years later, I used these skills on the chief minister's brother-in-law. If I didn't tell him, no one would ever use them.
The death of his family connected with me.
Later, on the recommendation of a friend in Fusang, I met Master Qin Geqin, the commander of the Zhendong Guard, and I changed from an ambitious scholar in the past to a warrior who knows how to use swords and guns.
I no longer care about anyone's life or death, just as I don't care about my own life or death. In this world, the way of a saint will never be as powerful as a murderous sword in the hand.
My name is Kong Yue, the Kong of the sage Kong, the Yue of Yue Wu Mu, the commander-in-chief of the East Guard of Fujian Province in the Ming Dynasty.
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"Brothers, rush in, kill a gilded dog, and you will be rewarded fifty taels of silver!" Kong Yue held a three-foot scimitar in his hand and rushed to the last door where the gilded guards fled in embarrassment.
After entering this door, these Jinyi guards, even with three heads and six arms, could only be killed! He became excited, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.
The soldiers behind him seemed to be stimulated by the sky-high price offered by their boss. Several soldiers with spears could not wait for their companions who were carrying the hammer to arrive. They all took a look and dropped the spears in their hands.
, each one linked arms, hugged each other, yelled wildly, and rushed towards the closed door.
There was a loud bang, and the door opened in response. There were no countless guards in royal robes standing behind the door, and Kong Yue was overjoyed. He jumped in through the door with a knife in his hand. Behind him, soldiers were screaming one by one.
, came in like a tide.
What are these Jinyi guards doing in a row? Don't they dare to fight? Is it too late to beg for mercy at this time? Kong Yue licked his dry lips, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
"No one...will be left!"
The last word came out of his mouth with some difficulty. In front of him, the rows of imperial guards suddenly flashed aside, revealing several dark muzzles, and the one with a mask on his face
The young Jin Yiwei with a cruel smile actually smiled strangely at him, and then put two fingers into his ears.
The burning match rope became the last scene that Kong Yue saw. There was no sound or image. His life was frozen in this moment forever.
In the eyes of the Jin Yiwei on the side, he saw his master lighting the match of the Shenwu Cannon, and then the fierce-looking leader of the rebels seemed to be stunned. Then, he saw his body and a group of people behind him.
The rebel soldiers' bodies suddenly turned into a mass of blood mist in the sunlight. Then, the deafening sound of cannons rang out. At this moment, all those who had not blocked their ears saw the world in their eyes.
Everything has become a silent world.
The Shenwu Cannon opened fire first. It’s hard to say how many people were killed by this shot. It’s impossible to say that there would be whole corpses among those hit by huge iron pellets at such a distance. Let alone those hit by the bomb, even if they were just scratched, they wouldn’t be dead.
There may be whole corpses, so it seems more appropriate to describe how many people were broken into pieces.
Following Qian Wubing's order, the Jinyi guards did not rush out in a hurry. Instead, they saw the stunned soldiers who were bombarded by the bombardment. They reacted from the panic and some of them shouted "They can only fight."
Driven by the leader of the rebels, "Kill them with one shot and avenge our brothers", when they gathered in a pile at the second gate again, the tiger squatting cannon with the match rope burning to the end sounded again.
After the cannon sounded this time, the Jinyi guards rushed out. Unfortunately, under the close-range shooting of the scattering cannon filled with iron nails and tiles, there were really not many rebels who could stand up. Outside.
No one knew what was going on inside, and the people inside were almost dead. The guards marched in high spirits, hacking to death all the rebel soldiers who were still able to move underground, and then chased the rebel soldiers who fled in panic to the outside of the gate, and then,
Then the door was closed.
Yan Jiu and others also walked out of the second door with their gunpowders that had been filled with gunpowder. Qian Wubing saw that his men had wiped out all the enemies and drove the remaining enemies out, so he waved his hand and flicked away the stains on his body.
He walked out with a piece of flesh and blood that he didn't know whose body he had.
"Stand guard outside. If you can't resist, retreat to the second door and let the Shenwu Cannon and Tiger Crouching Cannon deal with them!" He said to Yan Jiu. Yan Jiu nodded, but his face didn't look good. He had time to cover his ears.
, however, his body was covered in broken flesh and blood, which made him a little nauseous.
"Don't worry, sir. Leave the outside matters to me. You should go inside the house and see Wang Qianhu and Qiu Baihu. We can keep them alive!"
In the warehouse of the arsenal, Qiu Cao'er just covered her ears. After the cannon sounded, she glanced outside and suddenly felt her stomach churn. If she didn't have to maintain her dignity in front of these loaded Jinyi guards, she would have
She started vomiting loudly. At this moment, she suddenly understood that no matter how fierce and aggressive the people in the world were, they were always afraid of the imperial court. It turned out to be the reason why. The Caobang and the Caobang gang she had seen before
Compared with the scenes of people fighting in the rivers and lakes, which are like the Shura hell here, they are as gentle as a scene of spring flowers, snow and moon.
"Go out and take a breath!" Qian Wubing walked to her side and smiled slightly: "This matter is not over yet, we still have to endure it!"
Qiu Cao'er nodded, but didn't dare to answer. She was afraid that Qian Wubing would be vomited all over her body as soon as she opened her mouth. She sheathed her sword, covered her mouth, and hurried out. Just as she walked out of the door, Qian Wubing
Wu Bing heard her say "Wow".
My name is Kong Yue, Kong from Kong Shengren, Yue from Yue Wumu.
When my father was alive, he would never have imagined that the son he had high hopes for would be where he is today.
He had been studying all his life, and when he got old, he had the reputation of being a scholar. I don’t know when, he began to realize that this was probably where he would stop in this life. Too many people wanted to start from the single-plank bridge of the imperial examination.
You can rush across this bridge, but there are really not many people who can rush across it.
Therefore, he had high hopes for me when I was born. I became enlightened at the age of four, and my father personally became my teacher. While other people’s children were playing happily on the street, I could only stay in a lonely study room. Reading those obscure volumes of the Four Books and Five Classics, at that time, I even hated my father.
Days pass by, my father gets older day by day, and I grow up day by day. If nothing happens, I will probably be like my father in this life. If you study hard in a cold window, you may be able to go to a county school, become a scholar, and then marry a wife, and then spend ten years or more to see if you have the blessing of your ancestors in your life, and you can become a scholar. To raise a person and become an official in one fell swoop is to be regarded as honoring one's ancestors!
The first half of the development of things was not much different from the life my father had planned for me. When I was nineteen years old, I was selected as a scholar, married a woman, and then I was very high-spirited and prepared to take the next step and win the imperial examination. My father, he He also resigned from his job as a teacher and concentrated on taking care of the things at home, while teasing his little granddaughter. In my hometown of Quanzhou, a family like ours is quite enviable. It is a family of farming and studying, and there is no need to pay taxes. My family can still do some business, and there are more and more fields. I even plan to take the exam until I am forty. If I fail to pass the exam at the age of forty, I will be like my father, give up this idea, and live my life well. Forget about the small days.
The changes in the second half of the matter started when I went to Fuzhou to take the exam. Just as I expected, I failed again that year. This was my sixth year as a scholar. I was twenty-five years old. .
If you fail, you will fail. It’s not a big deal. Although I am a little disappointed, are the scholars who have not failed called scholars? They should be called Wenquxing descended to the earth! I still know more or less what my qualifications are. I packed my bags and went home. However, when I got home, I didn’t see my father who was always in good health, I didn’t see my gentle and considerate wife, and I didn’t see my wife who would be so happy to see me that she would come up to me and ask for copper coins to buy sweets. daughter.
All I saw was a white field, a white field that had been ravaged by fire, and three graves, two large and one small.
The official statement is that my family "accidentally knocked over a candle" one night, causing a fire, and the whole family was unable to escape. However, neighbors who have been familiar with me since childhood quietly told me that this incident was related to Fujian The chief envoy's brother-in-law has something to do with it. That bastard fell in love with my wife, but my wife is so loyal that she naturally refused to obey. Although no one dares to say the specific details, the fire was caused by that bastard leading people out of my house. What happened next was not just one or two people. When the neighbors came to put out the fire, the fire was extinguished, and my relatives became the dead souls in the fire.
My eyes were splitting with anger and I was mad with grief and anger. I handed the petition to the magistrate's Yamen and the Chief Envoy's Yamen, but what I got was the consequences of slandering the imperial officials and being dismissed from their positions.
Without the protection of fame, anyone can step on me, a shabby former scholar, and some of the fields accumulated over generations have been sold by me, and some have been plundered by others under various pretexts, but I don't care. , I just need to collect enough money. I heard that there has been a hundred years of war in Fusang, and there are many people killed. I am an unarmed scholar. Since the government cannot give me justice, then I will get this justice myself. To get justice, you must first have the ability to kill people without being killed. So, I boarded a sea ship and went to Fusang.
In Fusang, I met many people and learned a lot of killing skills. Three years later, I used these skills on the chief minister's brother-in-law. If I didn't tell him, no one would ever use them.
The death of his family connected with me.
Later, on the recommendation of a friend in Fusang, I met Master Qin Geqin, the commander of the Zhendong Guard, and I changed from an ambitious scholar in the past to a warrior who knows how to use swords and guns.
I no longer care about anyone's life or death, just as I don't care about my own life or death. In this world, the way of a saint will never be as powerful as a murderous sword in the hand.
My name is Kong Yue, the Kong of the sage Kong, the Yue of Yue Wu Mu, the commander-in-chief of the East Guard of Fujian Province in the Ming Dynasty.
…
"Brothers, rush in, kill a gilded dog, and you will be rewarded fifty taels of silver!" Kong Yue held a three-foot scimitar in his hand and rushed to the last door where the gilded guards fled in embarrassment.
After entering this door, these Jinyi guards, even with three heads and six arms, could only be killed! He became excited, and his eyes were filled with bloodthirsty light.
The soldiers behind him seemed to be stimulated by the sky-high price offered by their boss. Several soldiers with spears could not wait for their companions who were carrying the hammer to arrive. They all took a look and dropped the spears in their hands.
, each one linked arms, hugged each other, yelled wildly, and rushed towards the closed door.
There was a loud bang, and the door opened in response. There were no countless guards in royal robes standing behind the door, and Kong Yue was overjoyed. He jumped in through the door with a knife in his hand. Behind him, soldiers were screaming one by one.
, came in like a tide.
What are these Jinyi guards doing in a row? Don't they dare to fight? Is it too late to beg for mercy at this time? Kong Yue licked his dry lips, and a ferocious smile appeared on his face.
"No one...will be left!"
The last word came out of his mouth with some difficulty. In front of him, the rows of imperial guards suddenly flashed aside, revealing several dark muzzles, and the one with a mask on his face
The young Jin Yiwei with a cruel smile actually smiled strangely at him, and then put two fingers into his ears.
The burning match rope became the last scene that Kong Yue saw. There was no sound or image. His life was frozen in this moment forever.
In the eyes of the Jin Yiwei on the side, he saw his master lighting the match of the Shenwu Cannon, and then the fierce-looking leader of the rebels seemed to be stunned. Then, he saw his body and a group of people behind him.
The rebel soldiers' bodies suddenly turned into a mass of blood mist in the sunlight. Then, the deafening sound of cannons rang out. At this moment, all those who had not blocked their ears saw the world in their eyes.
Everything has become a silent world.
The Shenwu Cannon opened fire first. It’s hard to say how many people were killed by this shot. It’s impossible to say that there would be whole corpses among those hit by huge iron pellets at such a distance. Let alone those hit by the bomb, even if they were just scratched, they wouldn’t be dead.
There may be whole corpses, so it seems more appropriate to describe how many people were broken into pieces.
Following Qian Wubing's order, the Jinyi guards did not rush out in a hurry. Instead, they saw the stunned soldiers who were bombarded by the bombardment. They reacted from the panic and some of them shouted "They can only fight."
Driven by the leader of the rebels, "Kill them with one shot and avenge our brothers", when they gathered in a pile at the second gate again, the tiger squatting cannon with the match rope burning to the end sounded again.
After the cannon sounded this time, the Jinyi guards rushed out. Unfortunately, under the close-range shooting of the scattering cannon filled with iron nails and tiles, there were really not many rebels who could stand up. Outside.
No one knew what was going on inside, and the people inside were almost dead. The guards marched in high spirits, hacking to death all the rebel soldiers who were still able to move underground, and then chased the rebel soldiers who fled in panic to the outside of the gate, and then,
Then the door was closed.
Yan Jiu and others also walked out of the second door with their gunpowders that had been filled with gunpowder. Qian Wubing saw that his men had wiped out all the enemies and drove the remaining enemies out, so he waved his hand and flicked away the stains on his body.
He walked out with a piece of flesh and blood that he didn't know whose body he had.
"Stand guard outside. If you can't resist, retreat to the second door and let the Shenwu Cannon and Tiger Crouching Cannon deal with them!" He said to Yan Jiu. Yan Jiu nodded, but his face didn't look good. He had time to cover his ears.
, however, his body was covered in broken flesh and blood, which made him a little nauseous.
"Don't worry, sir. Leave the outside matters to me. You should go inside the house and see Wang Qianhu and Qiu Baihu. We can keep them alive!"
In the warehouse of the arsenal, Qiu Cao'er just covered her ears. After the cannon sounded, she glanced outside and suddenly felt her stomach churn. If she didn't have to maintain her dignity in front of these loaded Jinyi guards, she would have
She started vomiting loudly. At this moment, she suddenly understood that no matter how fierce and aggressive the people in the world were, they were always afraid of the imperial court. It turned out to be the reason why. The Caobang and the Caobang gang she had seen before
Compared with the scenes of people fighting in the rivers and lakes, which are like the Shura hell here, they are as gentle as a scene of spring flowers, snow and moon.
"Go out and take a breath!" Qian Wubing walked to her side and smiled slightly: "This matter is not over yet, we still have to endure it!"
Qiu Cao'er nodded, but didn't dare to answer. She was afraid that Qian Wubing would be vomited all over her body as soon as she opened her mouth. She sheathed her sword, covered her mouth, and hurried out. Just as she walked out of the door, Qian Wubing