Xing Xiuniang did not leave and stayed there without shame, so she saved a small life.
Li Zicheng was not polite. It was good to have a secretary.
(Six hundred and sixty-six words are omitted here)
Gao Yigong still did not give up promoting his sister, thinking about how to drive away Xing Xiuniang every day.
Widow Gao was very capable at work, but she looked average, and Li Zicheng had no interest in her.
As for Han Jin'er, she was useless outside of the vase. Lao Li didn't want to pull out his spear and leave, so he opened a small workshop for her and made some gadgets such as soap, ice cream, tube lipstick, etc.
In mid-September, a small group of "rogue thieves" passed through the border, and Li Zicheng led Minzhuang into Wei County.
As soon as the "rogue thieves" left, the officers and soldiers followed closely.
The county magistrate wanted to cry for poverty. A small family in the city was captured by the army. They insisted that his family was a traitor and wanted to arrest the remaining gang members.
Wang Xiangdui had to raise three hundred taels of silver and presented it to him.
There is “good news” too.
The giant bandit Wang Jiayin cannot resist it in Fugu and is about to flee to Shanxi. The surrounding areas can take a breather.
However, only half a month later, brothers Shen Yiyuan and Shen Yikui, three hundred miles west of Mizhi, started another uprising.
Both of them were soldiers in Gansu.
At the end of last year, Huang Taiji's troops came to the city, and Mei Zhihuan, the governor of Gansu Province, was ordered to lead troops into the defense.
Just as he was about to set off, the Meng Tatars came to cause trouble. Mei Zhihuan had to fight two battles before heading eastward.
Then, in the first month of the third year of Chongzhen, the army led by Mei Zhihuan, the governor of Gansu, and Yang Jiamo, the commander-in-chief of Ganzhen, mutinied when they reached Anding County (Dingxi).
The reason was that despite the long journey to guard, Anjia was not given food. In addition, the military commander, forced by the imperial decree, kept urging the soldiers to leave quickly, and "all men and horses fell in a few days."
So some people seized the food and salary from the camp, "jumped to the west of the horse" and returned to their base on their own.
Mei Zhihuan had no choice but to turn around and go back to quell the chaos.
After Lanzhou was settled, Mei Zhihuan once again marched eastward to King Qin.
By the fourth day of the second lunar month, we had traveled more than 2,500 miles. Suddenly we received an order from the governor's office, saying that the Tatars had retreated and that all the soldiers in the towns should return to their original positions.
Then go home.
As a result, when he was about to return to his original station, the edict came again. He also said that the Tatars had not retreated, and soldiers from various towns continued to go to Beijing to defend.
At the same time, tens of thousands of Mongolian Tatars invaded the border again.
Mei Zhihuan was full of worries and palpitations, and was in a dilemma.
Then we had to focus on immediate concerns first, and then fight a battle to drive Meng Tatar outside Helan Mountain.
The future troubles have been settled for a while, but King Qin is in a hurry.
After trekking back and forth for a total of more than 6,000 miles, Mei Zhihuan finally led the exhausted Gansu soldiers to the capital.
It was already May.
What a bastard! The Baoding soldiers could arrive on time, why did your Gansu soldiers arrive now?
Chongzhen was furious: "Take away the post! Go back to your hometown and listen to the survey!"
Mei Zhihuan left sadly.
Of course, the wise and mighty Emperor Chongzhen would not forget him.
Eleven years later, when the Ming Dynasty had lost its troops and territory and was about to overthrow, Zhu Youjian issued an imperial edict to commend Mei Zhihuan——
"This is a great victory in Ganzhen. It is appropriate for officials and commissions to pay tribute to those who have made outstanding achievements in civil and military affairs at home and abroad. The former governor Mei Zhihuan was rewarded with thirty taels of silver, two pieces of silk, and one son of Yin was sent to prison to study."
Oh my god! It has been eleven years, and you finally remember Mei Zhihuan’s contribution.
This is truly the majestic grace of the Emperor!
Is Chongzhen interesting enough?
To give another example, Huang Shijun, the number one scholar, became the Minister of Rites and served in the cabinet. When the old man resigned due to illness, Chongzhen knew that he was an honest official and had little savings, so he specially allocated him travel expenses.
Then, when the honest old man returned home, he built a garden - the predecessor of "Qinghui Garden", one of the four famous gardens in Guangdong.
Not to mention the famous gardens in Guangdong, apart from the two royal gardens of the Qing Dynasty, the remaining two were built by retired cadres of the Ming Dynasty. If not for the destruction of many of them in the late Ming Dynasty and the decline of many after the Qing Dynasty, it is estimated that at least
It can become one of the "Top Ten Famous Gardens".
I'm off topic, let's not talk about it for now.
You think the leader Mei Zhihuan is treated like this, how can the soldiers below be left alone?
When the Shen brothers thought about it, they wanted to attack Liaodong again? None of the fellow villagers who went there last year came back alive, so why not just ask, run away!
"Border soldiers were born on the fortress, and they had nothing to do except join the army. The dead fathers, brothers and children were killed in battle, and the living supplemented the ranks. They charged into battle, often hanging bloody swords, lying in the snow and sleeping in the frost, half-bones of the battlefield.
In the Yanxi area, the yellow sand in the extreme is more bitter than in the Middle East. The land is barren and produces nothing. It has been fighting drought for many years, and millet is as valuable as pearls."
Shen Yiyuan, Shen Yikui returned to his hometown and had no food to eat, so let’s do the opposite!
The two brothers gathered a crowd of three thousand and first broke through the Xin'an border camp, causing a scene.
The god is far away, but the distribution of land and wealth is close at hand.
The masters of Linjian and Dendrobium kicking are gearing up and preparing to show off their skills.
The autumn grain of Mizhi County is 6,773 stones, 12,9 bunches of grass, 68 pieces of mulberry silk, 1 foot and 3 feet, and commercial taxes are 5 taels and 3 cents a cent...
Wang Xiangdui cupped his fists and raised his hands, "Commanders, I'm completely relying on you."
The mountains fall on the backing, and the water dries up on the water.
Just wait and see.
Seeing the headmen hanging their heads, Wang Xiangdui knew that they would not try their best to complete their errands.
The door god is old - he can no longer catch ghosts.
What's more, it's a year of severe drought.
We can only do our best and listen to fate, and we will take whatever we receive.
Wang Xiangdui has already applied to return to his hometown for retirement, and he doesn’t want to bother. If he meets the pillar of the country, then——
"Therefore, when it is time to press for conquests, the old and the new come out together, and the officers are running around, carrying their shackles on the roads; they are whipped and beaten, and they are called thorough."
"(Lintong County) is too strict in urging students to go to school. Every day, there are even rows of people bathing in hot springs, and the water in the springs is red."
"I've been to En County, and I've seen the order of Yiban ordering people to compare money and food, and the blood is flowing down the steps. It's a pity!"
…
The harvest of the dozens of acres of land in Xishan Maoshang is good. After all, hundreds of strong men are responsible for watering and tending the fields carefully, and there is plenty of green manure.
The yield per mu of wheat is as high as 140 kilograms, sorghum is 200 kilograms, and oats are more than 100 kilograms. 1 Some experts have conducted experiments with wheat varieties from the 1950s. Under the conditions of ensuring sufficient irrigation and no diseases and insect pests, the yield per mu is only
300 jins. The total jin is just over 200 jins.
If calculated based on three crops in two years, the average yield per mu is steadily more than one stone. Li Zicheng was already quite satisfied. The output of wheat produced by Yanshenggong and Confucius' family was only 1,670 jins per mu. The fields were so good. 2 Ming Dynasty
The size of acres in each province is not uniform, nor is the size of each county in the province. Some are large, some are small, and some can vary by 20 to 30%. There is even a large-acre system where three or four acres are converted into one, so I won’t go into details.
The same cannot be said for ordinary families in the ravines. There are many people who cannot even recoup the cost of seeds after harvesting dozens of kilograms due to drought.
Harvest belongs to the harvest, pay taxes to the master for a while.
After Li Zicheng returned from the county town, he first sent someone to establish relations with Shen Yiyuan.
The Multilateral Army and Mongolians in the Divine Ministry are brave and good at fighting. Once you become familiar with them, you can easily poach them.
The next day, Li Zicheng took a few reliable people to survey the terrain and dug several cave dwellings at scattered locations.
It's troublesome to have money that can't be spent all. After helping the people in Shuangquan by converting silver and paying taxes, there is still more left. Keep 200,000 yuan and store 200,000 yuan in hoards.
At the end of September, Feng Qilong completed his rural examination and won the imperial examination. He came back from Fucheng and prepared a large gift, and went to Changmao Mountain alone to "visit the immortals".
Of course the "immortal" was not there, so Feng Qilong stayed and waited for three days. Seeing that Li Zijing couldn't escape, he had to go to Xishan Mao to report the news.
Li Zicheng thought about it for a while, then ran to follow him for a while.
Feng Qilong wanted Li Shenxian to calculate where the "elegant person" was in the east, west, north, south, and what his name was.
Li Zicheng muttered: "Do you know what will happen if you reveal the secret?"
Feng Qilong immediately knelt down and said, "Ordinary people are always obsessed with phlegm. This time I sold all my possessions in pawn, just to ask the gods to be merciful and give me a clear explanation."
Li Zicheng solemnly said: "Brother Feng, it's so and so who refuses to say it. You have to understand that if you hear a few words, you will be linked to cause and effect. From now on, you can only advance and not retreat, otherwise you will die suddenly on the spot!"
"..." Feng Qilong was so frightened that he broke into cold sweat.
After pondering for a moment, he gritted his teeth, kowtowed to the ground, and said, "I hope the immortal will give me some guidance."
"Hahaha……"
Li Zicheng laughed a few times, and Feng Qilong got goosebumps all over his body.
He knelt down and bowed again, "I respectfully ask the immortal to give me some guidance."
Li Zicheng stood up, walked around twice, and said, "You... follow me!"
Feng Qilong followed him to Xishan Mao in a daze.
The flags were fluttering, and the killing was announced.
A team advances with bows drawn, swords drawn and spears raised;
The second team knelt down and formed a dense defensive formation with spears;
Teams three and four practice integration and dispersion;
There is a row of "iron-armored men" in front of the fifth team, and the soldiers are doing target shooting hard.
In the distance, there are cavalry rushing towards the scarecrow phalanx.
…
"Master Juren, have you seen this? You have one last chance to choose, follow me and rebel, or become an oracle?"
"Rebellion...rebellion..." Feng Qilong trembled all over and his face turned pale.
Li Zicheng smiled faintly and said, "You know what I am capable of, so there is no need to say more. Ten years from now, you will be at least one of the six ministers."
"Shang...Shu..." Feng Qilong licked his lips, his mind was in a state of confusion.
"I'll give you three days to think about it carefully."
A forced melon is not sweet, but a woman can still quench her thirst. The man does not ask for it, so there is no need for Li Zicheng to coerce him.
Of course, I won't really give him three days.
Holding the watch to count the time, Feng Qilong had a profound realization at the last moment.
He trotted over and knelt down to kowtow: "Long live my emperor!"
Li Zicheng nodded, "You can teach me! Be a minister who obeys the dragon and honor your ancestors."
…
On the fifth day of October, Li Zijing came to deliver the news.
Several young men found Chang Maoshan, and the leader was Li You. They came to thank the village chief for not letting his wife starve to death.
"So it's him?"
Li Zicheng thought about it briefly and had an idea.
Li You worked as a servant in a scholar's family earlier and became acquainted with Li Zicheng. In the third year of Shunzhi, he died together with Tian Jianxiu.
He joined the "rogue thieves" last year, and after fighting for a long time, he became a minor boss. After Wang Er surrendered, he followed Zhao Sheng, the lamplighter.
Li Zicheng immediately found Li You's house, but the young man was no longer there.
It doesn't matter, I'll be able to conquer him sooner or later.
It's November in the blink of an eye.
Li Zicheng's troops already numbered over 800, and they were fully equipped with horses and weapons. There were more horses, mules and donkeys than people.
Everything is ready!
Xishan Mao cannot accommodate so many soldiers and horses, so the revolutionary army has established a new stronghold in Yangwo Mountain not far away.
In the future, when the army moves to all directions, Mizhi will have to be guarded by someone. It would be more appropriate for Gao Yigong to let him stay in Yangwo Mountain. It would also save him listening to his nagging about promoting his sister every day.
In December, the edict to increase Liao's salary came as scheduled.
To be honest, Liao's salary is not high. This time the increase of three cents per mu is only a few copper coins. Is it a heavy burden to hand in two steamed buns a year?
Liang Tingdong, Secretary of the Ministry of War: "Although the poor people in Luzuo today are poor, they are not poor as compared to the Liao Dynasty. In one year, the number of people who are sent to Yin is unknown. If the Hajj exam is completed, the promotion will be promoted, and the younger ones will pay five or six
Thousands of gold. Combined with the internal plan of the sea, the country selects a group of people to guard the order, and the country sends millions more. The governor conducts inspections, makes inquiries, and gives thanks for recommendations. The most is up to 20,000 to 30,000 gold. Combined with the internal plan of the sea, the state sends a patrol
Fang, the world will send more than a million more."
The common people are poor and the government collects money indiscriminately.
Li Zicheng had already insisted on increasing the salary, so there is no doubt that he gained the admiration of Li Zhensheng and others in the county.
Lao Li tried again to talk about the rebel army's resistance to tyranny, but the rotten scholars denounced "thieves".
The butt is different, and the words are not speculative.
Li Zicheng quit his job as head of the squad and originally wanted to hand it over to Zhang Cheng, but the young man insisted on following him around the world. In the end, he helped Zhang Li take the position.
The head of the district was no longer employed, and was given a part-time job to the caretaker Yuan Zongdao. He was still the general manager of the Mizhi Militia League.
Li Zicheng lied and found a garrison job, intending to go to Liaodong to kill the Tatars. Wang Xiangdui could not persuade him to retain him, so he had to give up.
Today's Mizhi is no longer the same as when Gaihu was rampant.
Li Zicheng could walk into the county government office and sit firmly in the lobby without even bringing a single soldier with him.
After spending a lot of money for more than half a year, there is no one who cannot be bought.
Except for the county magistrate who might murmur a few words, no one dared to say anything.
…
Sugar melons are sacrificed to the stove, and the New Year is here. The girl wants flowers, and the boy wants cannons.
Mizhi has never been as prosperous as this year in the hundreds of years since its establishment.
The streets and alleys in the city were lined with lanterns, and every household was overjoyed to see the hundred-jin New Year gift falling from the sky.
Zhao Desheng, Mr. Zhao is really a living Bodhisattva!
On New Year's Eve, ten 30-foot-high fires were lined up on the Nanhe beach outside the city, and countless high-quality fireworks from Pucheng bloomed.
There are flower piles one and a half feet high, and the mountain shed is bustling with activity all around.
There is a crane at the top, holding an alchemy book in its mouth. It is a fire, and a cold light shines through the side of the bullfight.
Then, a watermelon exploded from the center of the cannon, and all the people in the surroundings were struck, and thousands of thunderbolts were set on fire.
The colorful lotus boats race against the bright moon, one after another, like golden lanterns scattering the stars in the blue sky; thousands of purple grapes are like Li beads hanging upside down on the crystal curtain.
The overlord's whip is loud everywhere; the ground rats are stringing around people's clothes.
The jade platform with a jade lamp is beautifully rotated at the end; the silver moth with golden bullets is so clever that it is hard to move.
The Eight Immortals bring longevity, and their reputations are wonderful; the Seven Saints subjugate demons, and their bodies are filled with fire.
Yellow smoke, green smoke, dense clouds cover thousands of clouds; the lotuses bloom tightly, the lotus blooms slowly, and the ten brocades bloom brilliantly.
One-foot-long chrysanthemums and smokey orchids face each other, and pear blossoms fall to the ground and peaches compete for spring.
The salesman's load was blazing brightly from top to bottom; Bao Lao's cart was shattered from head to tail.
The five ghosts are causing trouble, and everyone is in a state of panic; they are ambushed from all sides, and there is no way to win...
Li Zicheng paid 30,000 silver to give the people of Mizhi an unforgettable New Year.
…
Xishan Maoshang is also brightly lit and full of laughter and laughter.
The dumplings stuffed with mutton were full, so I started eating them.
Li Mantian led more than 20 men, women and children to play the "Spring Festival Overture" first.
Li Zicheng grabbed the wine bottle and directed dozens of officers to sing in unison:
“Spring has come, spring has come, the ice on the earth has melted and the snow has disappeared.
There are dots of spring colors, strips of spring threads, green on the branches, green on the mountains, thousands of miles of China.
Green in the mountains, thousands of miles of China, spring tide!
Outside the Great Wall, the wind blows camel grass, and Lingnan fish hunt wild plantains."
The warmth and coldness of the East China Sea prompts fishermen to sing, and the willows of Western Xinjiang shake their silk threads.
The lights in the city are blooming with new flowers, and the fields are singing the songs of spring plowing.
Thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, thump, my motherland is full of spring, spring is good!
You said spring comes early, the magpies are chirping..."
The whole mountain was filled with cheers.
Next——
Gu Kecheng led a team of Hengshan old waist drums to dance in the dust;
Liu Zongmin's "Song of a Hero" is full of grandeur;
Li Zijia's sour song "Brother-in-law Plays with Aunt" is heart-breaking;
Liu Fangliang and Yuan Zongdi played for a while with swords, guns, sticks and fists, and the background music was "Drunk and Beating Chiang Men-Shen";
Li Guo started singing "Swords Like Dreams", and his two godsons played the music, playing the erhu and the suona;
Liu Yue'e and Li Mantian performed a duet "Little New Year's Greetings";
Feng Qilong and his wife sang "New Shoes, Old Shoes" duet;
Xing Xiuniang wore a military uniform and co-starred with Li Zicheng in a segment of "Mulan. Brother Liu's speech is too biased".
After the play ended, the audience cheered for another one.
Xing Xiuniang used her extraordinary skills to perform a Daji version of "Silk String Opera":
"...The wind and snow are faintly white at the end of autumn hair
Autumn waves touch your eyebrows lightly
If you shed a tear
If I grow old, I can accompany you
Even if it turns into ashes in the smoke, it will go away perfectly..."
Xing Xiuniang's eyes were gleaming, her figure was graceful, and her charming voice soothed her heart.
After listening to this, Tang Monk no longer wanted to learn the scriptures. He had to lie down on the kang to calm down——
"Fairy! You don't need to catch me. The poor monk has thrown himself into a trap. I'll stay in Pansi Cave tonight. Even if the Buddha comes, I won't be able to use him."
When Li Zicheng saw the ugly behavior of everyone, he thought, this can't be done, the color is like a bone-scraping steel knife, he had to pull it back quickly.
He drew his sword and held it high:
"The smoke rises and the mountains and rivers look north..."
One passed it to ten, and then the whole army sang in unison.
The song floats across the mountains and ravines, resounding through the sky——
"...I am willing to defend the land and restore the borders
Dignified China wants to make the Quartet
Come and congratulate!” This chapter has been completed!