There is heavy snow falling outside the window. The Suifen River has frozen from both sides to the middle. Now only about two meters in the middle of the river are still open for navigation. According to the current temperature, it is estimated that it will be completely frozen in another ten days.
Wukambe hung his left arm and sat in front of the window in frustration, staring blankly outside. He had been like this for many days.
You have found the wrong target for revenge! Now you have become a prisoner of Beihai Town. Wukanbei is too lazy to scold the court official who once swore to you that Beihai Town is an Oros.
The figures outside the window shook, blocking Ukanbe's sight. Not long after, five or six people opened the door and walked in. The dozen or so wounded people in the house looked at the people who came in in surprise, not knowing what they were going to do.
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I saw that the leader was extremely muscular, and his head almost touched the roof. After he entered the door, he took off the thick leather hat on his head, revealing his head with short stubble hair.
Liu Sheng stood in the middle of the room, looked around at the wounded in the room, and asked someone next to him: "How are these people recovering?"
A man wearing a white coat and a mask on his face said: "The people here are all lightly injured and are recovering well. There is no problem walking, but working is not possible."
After he finished speaking, he walked up to Ukanbe, pointed to the injured part and explained: "I was shot in the left shoulder. I won't be able to do anything for two or three months."
Liu Sheng glanced at Wu Kambei, shook his head and sighed: "You said you should stay away from home and come here to fight with us. I really don't know what you are thinking."
Several border residents who could understand Mandarin lowered their heads and admitted their mistake, and explained: "It was a recruitment by the imperial court, and we didn't want to do it. Please have mercy on me, sir, and let me go home to reunite with my relatives. We will never dare to go against you again."
While several wounded people were chattering, Wukanbe turned his head blankly and looked out the window, muttering: "My home is gone, my home is gone."
"What is he talking about?" Wu Kambei spoke Manchu, which Liu Sheng couldn't understand.
All the injured saw a middle-aged man in his forties, wearing a gray and white camouflage winter clothing, walking up to Wu Kambei, sitting on the edge of the bed and asking in Manchu: "Brother, what are you talking about? Can you?"
Want to talk to me?"
Wu Kambei seemed not to have heard anything and was just in a daze. At this time, a wounded man on the bed next to him said in blunt Mandarin: "This gentleman, his name is Wu Kambei. He lives by the Kandan River, not far from our village. He
His family is so miserable!"
The wounded man said such words, which immediately aroused the curiosity of the people in the room. Liu Sheng asked the wounded man to explain clearly what was going on.
"At the beginning of autumn last year, a few guys with blond hair, high noses and blue eyes came to his house. Wukanbe just asked curiously, and without saying a word, he came up and shot him. Wife, son
, the daughters were killed, their bodies were thrown into the river, and the house was burned down!"
The tragedy that happened on the Kandan River last year was narrated by the wounded man in half Mandarin and half Mandarin. Serdan helped explain that in the room, except for Wu Kambei and the narrator who were in a daze,
, everyone else listened attentively.
"Fortunately, Wu Kanbei was lucky enough to be saved by a few kind-hearted people. He was raised in the elder's house for half a year before he survived. This year, when we went to Deleng Enmu City to pay the poll tax, the court sent
The official said, Sir, you are those Oros people with golden hair and high noses who are coming to seize our land. Wukanbei was the first to sign up without saying a word. He didn't want the silver or cloth issued by the court, and he divided them all.
Give others the result."
The more Liu Sheng listened, the uglier his face became. In the end, the joints of his fists were cracking and the veins on his neck were bursting. He seemed to have turned into a furious beast, ready to explode and bite people at any time. At this time, the faces of other people in the room were also extremely expressions.
Angry, they cursed the robbers one after another.
"Chief! Chief!" In the depressing atmosphere, the door was opened from the outside, and a young Beihai Town soldier walked in.
"Say!" Liu Sheng shouted sternly. He seemed extremely dissatisfied with the sudden arrival of this soldier.
"The stone tablet that the chief asked us to look for was not found. However, we just found a stone sculpture in the river valley. Now Mr. Wan Zao has taken people there to dig out the mud and pull it out with ropes."
"Tell me after you get it out!" Liu Sheng took a few deep breaths to calm down from his rage. He said to Serdan: "Serdan, help me translate for him. His family has a feud, let's help him avenge it.
.If you tell lies”
He lowered his head and looked around the room, and his eyes finally fell on the quiver behind Serdan. Then he pulled out a long black arrow from it and said to Wukanbei: "Brother, I, Liu Sheng, swear to God
, From today on, thousands of soldiers in Beihai Town are your brothers, and we will definitely help you take revenge!"
With a "pop!", in the eyes of everyone in the room, the long black arrow was snapped into two pieces.
Looking at the black feather arrow that was broken into two parts and handed to him, Wu Kambei clenched it tightly with his right hand, and a glimmer of light gradually appeared in his originally dull eyes.
In the Suifen River Valley more than ten miles southwest of the old city of Jurgen, several people were standing around a stone statue buried in the soil. They were talking about the strange-looking head exposed above the ground. Not far behind them
, dozens of migrant workers from Fuldan City were driving carriages, bringing thick ropes and other tools to help.
"What do you think this is?"
"I can't tell. It looks like a dragon head. I used to go to the temple to burn incense and saw pictures of dragons. But the dragon's neck is not that thick."
"Dragon! My God, this dragon's head is so big, how long is its body underneath?"
"Do you think this is a divine object?"
At this time, a Beihai Town soldier came over and interrupted: "Isn't this just a stone? Where did it come from? Don't talk nonsense."
Several people discussed it for a while, and then the carriage carrying the shovel arrived. Then everyone began to carefully clear the mud around the stone sculpture.
Before Zhao Xin left, he casually asked someone to search for a stone tablet in the river valley. He said something casually, and the person below broke his leg. After searching for more than ten days, the stone tablet was not found, but he found this in the mud of the river beach.
Longtou. If the muddy water on the river beach had not been frozen, there would be no way to get here.
Dozens of migrant workers worked for most of the day, and only half of the frozen mud under the faucet was dug out, but a huge stone monster had already emerged. The migrant workers present gathered around and talked about it.
"What kind of monster is this? A dragon head and a turtle body."
"Get out of the way! Get out of the way! Mr. Jiang is here!"
As the crowd of onlookers made a gap, Jiang Tenglin walked in. When he saw this strange and lifelike stone sculpture in front of him, he said in surprise: "This is bì xì!"
"Mr. Jiang, what is Bixi? Why does it have a dragon head?"
Jiang Tenglin said: "This is one of the dragons, also called Xuanwu, the god of the north."
"Oh!" A group of migrant workers suddenly realized that this was really a mythical beast.
"Well, what I said is right! A dragon son is also a dragon."
"Nonsense, you just said your neck was too thick!"
At this time, Jiang Tenglin's heart suddenly stirred up. He had read some miscellaneous books. In Taoist culture, Xuanwu is based on the Eight Diagrams as a barrier and the five elements are dominated by water. It symbolizes Lao Yin among the four images and winter among the four seasons. It also represents
The North Land of Heaven. In the prophecy theory that was popular in the Qin and Han Dynasties, Xuanwu symbolized the Netherworld, Rengui, and Wisdom and Virtue. Later, Taoism absorbed it as a protector, called Zhiming Shenjun, and the North Pole Zhenwu Emperor (also known as Dangmo Tianzun)
, also represents Zhuanxu, the Black Emperor, one of the Five Emperors.
Ancient scholars had many thoughts, and everything could be mixed up with destiny. At this time, Jiang Tenglin was thinking: "Chengzu of the former Ming Dynasty was known as the reincarnation of Emperor Zhenwu, and Zhao Xin also played the banner of the former Ming Dynasty. My old man
God! Is destiny really true?"
Thinking of this, Jiang Tenglin rolled his eyes and shouted in surprise: "Xuanwu descended from the sky! This is auspicious, auspicious!"
"What?!" The migrant workers working and watching were all excited. By night, the rumor had spread to the entire Fuldan City.
(Note: This stone stele actually existed in history. It was erected by Da Zuorong, the king of Bohai County in the Tang Dynasty. By the Qing Dynasty, the stone stele had disappeared, leaving only the bearer who carried the stele. There was a record in the notes of the Qing Dynasty.
Records, no whereabouts since.)
By the time Liu Sheng learned about this rumor, it was already a day later.
"Bullshit Xuanwu descended from the sky! It's obviously the bastard carrying the stone tablet." Liu Sheng looked at the stone sculpture in front of him, which was said to be "tens of thousands of kilograms", and estimated that it would weigh more than a dozen tons to hold it to death. He understood the intention of his good buddy.
Zhao Xin is looking for historical evidence that proves that this place has always been a territory of China.
However, Jiang Tenglin's words of "good luck coming from heaven" caused an uproar in Fuldan City. Liu Sheng was so angry that he put Jiang Tenglin in solitary confinement.
The traditional concept of auspiciousness in China in the past dynasties believes that the best auspiciousness is the birth of five spirits such as Linfeng and Phoenix. This is the auspiciousness of the king. When you encounter a yellow dragon, a ritual spring flows out, a dragon picture comes out of the river, a turtle book comes out of Luo, and a car comes out of the mountain.
, the appearance of divine horses, etc. indicates that the ruler is virtuous and the mountains are majestic.
In the next two days, thousands of people worked tirelessly to drag this stone sculpture out of the mud. They first laid sleepers and relied on people to drag horses, and finally got it to Zhu.
Under the city of Ergen.
Liu Sheng stood on top of the stone sculpture, pointed at the rectangular pit on his back and said loudly to the onlookers: "Did you see it?! This is used to place the stone tablet. It's not a mythical beast, nor a basalt, it's just a bastard!"
He looked around at the refugees below, but everyone caught his gaze lowered their heads in fear.
"Jiang Tenglin's rumors are misleading and deceiving you. This person has ulterior motives! If anyone dares to spread these nonsense again, I will send him back to the island country to eat people's bones!"
Thank you to the Edo period shogunate for keeping the people at the bottom ignorant and banning other religions except Confucianism and Buddhism! These refugees from the island country know nothing about the auspiciousness in traditional Chinese culture. If the refugees from the Qing Dynasty were here, the rumors would have been spread long ago
It's flying all over the sky! Maybe someone will dare to invent a "Xuanwu Cult".
The reason why ancient Chinese secret sects can endure for a long time and spread continuously is that, in addition to the external environment, the inner spiritual needs of the people at the bottom directly affect the development of the sects.
In a small-scale peasant economy, the biggest worry of farmers is that they have no certainty about the future. Since they rely on the sky for food and the soil for food, it is impossible for God to always have good weather. Therefore, for most farmers, they have to wait and see before disasters occur.
, hoping that someone can keep them safe; when a disaster strikes, they hope to end the disaster as soon as possible and reduce losses; at the same time, they also hope that someone can protect their health; so that their deceased relatives can enter heaven, enjoy the blessings of death, and get a no longer
Suffering afterlife.
As a result, the stone "bastard" without the stone tablet stood alone at the foot of Jurgen City. Liu Sheng was not worried about this, and specially sent two soldiers to patrol. Anyone who dared to kowtow would be arrested and imprisoned.
Dark room, hungry for two days before talking.
After the heavy snow gradually covered up the stone sculpture, the rumors gradually subsided in Fuldan City, and no one talked about it anymore. In fact, what Liu Sheng didn't know was that the refugees from the island country didn't really believe in the "Xuanwu came to the world"
"There are ready-made living people to worship, who would worship this stupid and thick stone?"
Two days later, when Jiang Tenglin was brought out of the small dark room with his heart pressed against his back and unable to speak, Liu Sheng interrogated him personally.
"Tell me, why do you say auspiciousness comes from heaven?"
"I'm not talking nonsense. When Emperor Chengzu of the Ming Dynasty raised an army, it was Emperor Zhenwu who appeared. Moreover, Beihai Town lives in the north and has unparalleled military power in the world. This is all evidence that Emperor Zhenwu appeared."
It is said that when Zhu Di launched his army, in order to find a valid reason, he found Emperor Zhenwu. In Taoism, Emperor Zhenwu is the God of the North, and Zhu Di set out from the north to attack Nanjing, so he spread the rumor that he was sent by Emperor Zhenwu.
It even evolved to the point where Zhu Di himself was the incarnation of Emperor Zhenwu. In Taoism, Emperor Zhenwu was not only the God of the North, but also the head of the God of War. He purified internal and external demons and was the incarnation of justice that eradicated evil.
"Fuck you!" Liu Sheng was furious after hearing this. "Do you think this is talking about storytelling? Don't think that I don't know your little thoughts. You want to use the power of Beihai Town to gain fame and fortune! Do it!
After a few days of logistics management, do you think you have the ability to know the world? What a joke!"
Jiang Tenglin's face suddenly turned pale when Liu Sheng said what was on his mind.
In fact, Jiang Tenglin's idea is quite normal in this era. Since Chen Sheng and Wu Guang, intellectuals of all generations have played a vital role in countless "peasant wars". Due to the participation of the scholar class, the development process of the peasant war has been greatly affected.
It also played a great role in promoting the uprising. Any peasant uprising supported and joined by intellectuals would have a much greater chance of victory. Jiang Tenglin felt that if Beihai Town did not have the support of intellectuals like himself, the world would not be able to conquer it.
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But he didn’t know that for people like Zhao Xin and Liu Sheng, the education they received since childhood was that “only the people are the real driving force for historical development!” As for the ancient scholars? Hehe, please step aside and stay out of the way.
If it's not good, I'll knock you down and divide the land after I enter the customs.
Zhao Xin once told Liu Sheng that he was not opposed to Confucianism and Confucianism. The governance of small-scale peasant economic societies can rely on Confucian concepts, but industrialized societies rely on law and science.
"I know that He Shen harmed your family and you want revenge. I understand this and we are willing to help you. He Shen is not a good person, but what you are doing now is enough to prove that you, Jiang Xiucai, are not a good person either!
No wonder Zhao Xin doesn’t want to accept you scholars, look what you are thinking about all day long!”
Jiang Tenglin struggled and knelt on the ground, kowtowed to Liu Sheng and said: "Please forgive me, sir! I was temporarily obsessed with this, and I will never dare to do it again in the future."
"It's late! Someone will take you back to pack your luggage in a while. You will go south with the team tomorrow. Master Chen will rearrange your work when you get back."
The so-called "learning and excellence leads to officialdom" is the greatest wish of most scholars in ancient China, and it is also the orthodox goal pursued by ancient literati. In their view, becoming an official not only enables them to fully display their talents and ambitions, but also serves as a
The best way to solve the worries of food and clothing and even to obtain wealth is as the saying goes, "There is a thousand millimeters of millet in a book, and there is a house of gold in a book."
But the cruel reality often makes it difficult for their dreams to come true. After countless efforts have failed, some people still persevere until they are old and have their heads turned upside down. Some people are naturally discouraged, while others are ignited by despair and take risks.
Create or join the hostile forces of the rulers in power, hoping to realize their self-worth and political ideals through a completely opposite path to the past, and to satisfy their long-repressed desire for fame and fortune.
From "Tuibei Tu" to "Shaobing Song", from the various "treasure scrolls" of the White Lotus Sect to the later "Yuan Dao Salvation Song", they are all inseparable from the hands of lower-class intellectuals like Jiang Tenglin. It's just that some people become famous.
, some people died and the whole family was destroyed.
Although most of the contents in these treasure scrolls are plagiarized and tampered with Buddhist and Taoist classics, they cannot be written without a certain cultural background.
In fact, Liu Sheng is not stupid at all. Many times he just pretends to be stupid. On such a big issue of right and wrong, he feels that it must be dealt with with an iron fist. If today it is admitted that auspiciousness is dug out of the river, tomorrow someone will say that Zhao Xin is
He is sent down by God. Every time he goes back and forth, all kinds of crooked ways will appear. There is no compromise on this matter!