"Boom--boom!, boom--boom! It's dry and everything is safe." The watchman shouted feebly, reminding everyone that it was already the second watch.
Dou Ya'er clutched her shriveled belly and lay in the crowd, tossing and turning, unable to sleep. After a long while, she pushed the adult next to her and said softly: "Brother Fei, I want to pee."
Fei Jin had something on his mind and couldn't sleep well. He woke up as soon as the other party moved. Looking at Dou Ya's dark eyes, he stood up and yawned, "Let's go, I happen to be going too."
The two of them bypassed the refugees who were gathered together in various directions, and found a secret corner to solve the problem on the spot. The reason why they had to go to the toilet together was because many of the refugees here have become red-eyed recently due to their long wanderings. In order to survive,
, and even extended his hand to the same kind. After several tragedies of people exchanging food for food and eating them, he tried his best not to let the little bean sprouts leave his sight.
In order to satisfy their hunger along the way, they could only drink water so hard that their stomachs became bloated and uncomfortable. After Dou Ya'er finished urinating, he said to Fei Jin with some melancholy: "My father and mother always said that after doing farm work, I felt hungry on my chest.
"Back, I didn't understand what it meant at that time, but when I touched my belly just now, it seemed like it was really touching my back."
Fei Jin was amused by his childlike words, and soon felt a little uncomfortable. Dou Yaer's parents were also refugees and took good care of him, but in the end they did not survive the severe cold in winter and died of illness in the crowd. In order to repay his kindness, Fei Li continued to
Protecting their son. But after walking such a long way, the child may not be able to hold on if he doesn't rest.
He touched Dou Yaer's head, which seemed huge compared to his thin body, gritted his teeth, took out a small piece of dry food from his pocket, and stuffed it into the child's mouth.
Dou Ya'er looked up in surprise and saw Brother Fei making a "shush" gesture to him. He immediately reacted and covered his mouth and chewed the food in his mouth bit by bit.
This must be the best thing he has ever eaten!
After struggling to wait until Douyaer finished eating, he sent him to the camp and entrusted a trustworthy woman to take care of him. Then he gritted his teeth and turned around and walked deeper into the bamboo forest.
There, more than 10,000 people had gathered, all of them young and middle-aged. The leader was a tall man with a height of nine feet. A centipede-like scar stretched from the center of his eyebrows to the corner of his mouth, making him look quite ferocious.
Seeing Fei Jin, he spat out the grass in his mouth, strode forward and patted him hard twice, and said with a smile: "Brother Fei, you finally thought it through! Okay, okay! Now our military advisor is here, brothers,
Pick up the guy and fight with us into Anlu to kill that dog Zhizhou!"
Fei Jin was slapped painfully by his big palm like a cattail leaf fan. Seeing that he was still instigating the people, he quickly endured the pain and said: "No, no, Brother Ergou, I am here to persuade you this time."
Chen Ergou frowned and scolded Fei Jin in a rough voice, "You guy, I treat you as a brother. I even saved your life before. If you are a brother, don't stop me!"
"No, Brother Ergou, I know you're angry, and it's for everyone's survival, but once you take this path, there is no room to look back." He shook his head vigorously, his tone sincere.
"So what! It's better than starving to death!"
He struggled to organize his words and said slowly: "Have you ever thought that even if we can really break in, what will happen after we enter the city? Face the unarmed people, burn, kill and loot? In the end, we will turn those people into refugees like us.
What we have suffered, do we want others to suffer again? There are countless children in Anlu Prefecture who are as old as Douyaer Xiaohua, do you want them to become orphans?"
Xiaohua is the daughter of Chen Ergou's brother. She also lost her parents and was taken by Ergou by her side. She usually regards her as more important than her own life.
Hearing the other party mention it, Chen Ergou was stunned. After a moment, he firmly inserted the bamboo pole in his hand on the ground and frowned.
Seeing that his mood was showing signs of loosening, Fei Jin breathed a sigh of relief and said seriously to Chen Ergou: "The Master said: 'If you are tolerant, you will win many people; if you are trustworthy, you will be trusted; if you are agile, you will be successful; if you are kind, you will be able to win over others'",
Brother Ergou, the fact that you can bring us together shows that you are not at all different from those people. We have been able to survive these months thanks to your care."
"Don't you fucking put a high hat on me," Chen Ergou said with a gloomy expression, "Even the Guanyin soil around us is going to be eaten up. No matter how hard you think of a solution, it's useless even if you say anything."
"I know." Fei Jin gritted his teeth, "So I'll go find the officials here first, and use my uncle's name to get some food first!"
Chen Ergou looked at the young man suspiciously, "You mentioned your uncle in the county manager you passed by before, but they kicked you out without even looking at it. Is it easy to do it now?"
Fei Jin's face turned red and he explained: "My uncle Fei Hong is a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion, but he became an official a few years ago. The largest officials in those small counties are only seventh-level officials. It is normal for them to have little experience and have never heard of it. The magistrate here
But the fifth rank, and there is still a vassal king in Anlu, they must know!"
Chen Ergou is not interested in Fei Jin, the grandfather who was kicked out of his official position. He does not know a few Chinese characters and does not understand what it means to be a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion. An uprising relies on momentum, and now
His momentum was interrupted, and he looked around. The refugees under his hands were also a little confused, knowing that today's matter might not be able to proceed.
So he could only sigh, wave his hand and ask someone to find a more complete piece of clothing, and watch him walk towards the city gate alone.
In the Ming Dynasty, the curfew was not very strict. In a small town like Anlu, the curfew started at 2:00 am and the city gates were closed until 5:00 am. Moreover, there were still small traders doing business in the city even though they were outside.
But counting the time, it was now the third watch. No matter how diligent the vendors were, they had already closed their stalls. The empty wilderness was pitch black, with only two weak candles burning at the city gate.
He swallowed hard and moved slowly like a city gate. He kept making drafts in his mind, thinking that when he met the local guard, he would first recite a few saints' articles to prove his identity as a scholar.
However, just as he reached the moat, his ankles suddenly tightened and he was hung upside down. Then he heard someone shouting: "Fairy Girl! Caught one of their scouts! Do you want to deal with it first?"
Fei Jin didn't know what the other party meant by "processing", so he screamed like a castrated little rooster at the throat: "Don't kill me! My uncle is the elder!!"
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In the Zhizhou Prefecture, Zhu Houcong yawned and looked sleepily at the thin young man in front of him, and asked suspiciously: "Are you really a member of the Feihong tribe?"
The young man raised his head, glanced at the crowd, and nodded quickly, "Yes, Fei Hong is my uncle. My family lives in Qianshan County, Guangxi Prefecture. My name is Fei Jin."
"What's the cost?" Xu Zhizhou thought he heard wrongly.
The young man has long been used to being ridiculed for his name, but he is still a little shy when facing the high officials of the feudal lord. "Fei, Fei Jie, comes from the meaning of 'the wind knows the strength of the grass'."
"Oh," Zhu Houcong responded without saltiness. Seeing that although he was down and out, his speech was elegant and his behavior was polite, he already believed it in his heart.
The Fei Hong mentioned by the other party was not an ordinary person. He was after Fei Yi, the famous Prime Minister of the Shu Han Dynasty during the Three Kingdoms period. He was the number one scholar in the 23rd year of Chenghua. He later served as Minister of Rites and Minister of Rites. Finally, he became a bachelor of Wenyuan Pavilion and became a minister in the cabinet.
One member.
Although he is now idle at home, the ups and downs of officials in the Ming Dynasty are very normal. If they can't be saved, they will be killed again. As a vassal king, Zhu Houcong doesn't care about this, but the court official Xu Zhizhou has to make friends, so he quickly arranges food and water for him.
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After being chased away like a dog for almost a year, I finally experienced the rare warmth. I was so moved that I cried and thanked Xu Zhizhou.
Suddenly, Xian Ruxing, who had been sitting next to him, asked: "So you are from Jiangxi Prefecture. Logically speaking, there should not be refugees in your place. Why did you come all the way to Anlu?"
You must know that Jiangxi Prefecture in the Ming Dynasty was not like the "Akarin Province" ridiculed on the modern Internet. At this time, Jiangxi had outstanding people, prosperous and rich in the south of the Yangtze River, and had a rich cultural atmosphere. It was known as "full of dynasties and half of Jiangxi"
, it is not an exaggeration to say that the world is balanced, Qianshan County is Ge’s hometown, I really can’t think of anyone who would go to such trouble.
When he mentioned this, Fei Jin suddenly remembered something, and his eyes burned with overwhelming hatred, "It's Prince Ning, Xu Zhizhou. Go and report to the Holy Emperor, Prince Ning, he has rebelled!"
Fei Jin originally thought that everyone in the room would be shocked when he said this. However, to his surprise, everyone reacted lightly and did not even raise their eyebrows.
In fact, everyone in the world knew that Prince Ning would rebel, except Emperor Zhengde who was on the dragon throne who didn't believe it.
The title of King Ning has been handed down to the fourth generation today. The first generation of King Ning, Zhu Quan, was the seventeenth character of Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang. He was smart and brave. He led the army to fight against Mongolia at the age of fifteen and beat the foreigners to pieces alone.
A ruthless man in the true sense. When Zhu Di raised an army to "pacify Jingnan", he borrowed troops from King Ning because of insufficient force, and agreed that the two of them would share the world. King Ning, who was in his early twenties, was stupid and naive and believed his brother's lies.
After the world was really conquered, military power was taken away by an imperial edict.
Probably because he felt ashamed of his brother, Zhu Di specially chose a relatively wealthy fief for him so that he could retire in peace. In this way, Liang Zi was born. Almost every one of the four generations of Ning kings was plotting rebellion. The current
Emperor Zhengde was ridiculous and favored Liu Jin, Qian Ning and other treacherous people. Prince Ning had to bribe them, and naturally countless people would help and say good things.
But no matter what, there were still sober people in the court. For example, Fei Hong, whose hometown was in Jiangxi Prefecture, was very aware of Prince Ning's ambitions and wrote to report him more than once.
When King Ning found out, he held a grudge and arranged for a rogue named Li Zhen to lead his men to beat up the Fei family, brutally dismembered the Fei family members, dug up the graves of the Fei family's ancestors, and burned, killed, and looted the Fei family.
I went hiking with someone that day, and I just escaped. In order to avoid being found by Prince Ning, I simply blended into the crowd of refugees.
"Those refugees, they are not really refugees, they all have families and businesses." Feifei wiped his tears, "In order to support his people, Prince Ning allowed the local rogues to go around causing trouble and occupying other people's fields. The entire Jiangxi Prefecture has
It’s like a hell on earth, Xu Zhizhou, please let the Lord save the local people."
After struggling to speak, he was about to bow to Xu Zhizhou, but Xu Zhizhou turned around and hid. Seeing the big trouble in front of him, he was once again in a dilemma.