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Chapter 569 The number of days has changed

Without hesitation, Deng Da took out the secret letter and handed it to Wu Er to read.

Wu Er held the letter in his hand, squinting his eyes and reading it carefully several times under the last glow of the sunset, before he raised his head.

There was something glistening in his eyes. There was a kind of scholar's desire in his eyes, but because he had been a villager all year round, he also had doubts about everything.

Deng Da knew that he must have concerns at this time, so he did not rush him, but said: "This is the edict of His Highness the King of Song. I don't need to tell you who His Highness the King of Song is. You often read the Di newspaper."

people."

Wu Er looked at Deng Da and said: "Your Highness... what he means..."

"His meaning is very clear, that is, to immediately cut off the traitors and eliminate all evil tasks. Since the traitors have hijacked the ignorant people, then... some people with lofty ideals should rise up. His Highness the King of Song knows your situation! And Di Bao,

You have read so much, so you naturally know what the policies of the New Deal are?"

Wu Er looked complicated and said: "The Dan people...are they the same as other people?"

Deng Da said with a calm face: "The Dan people are also my subjects of the Ming Dynasty. Since they are the most ordinary people, they are all like this, so the Dan people will naturally be treated equally."

Wu Er bit his lip, still looking hesitant.

Deng Da said: "If you don't believe it, that's okay. I still have a lot of things to do now, and I have to go to other villages later."

"Wait a minute." Wu Er said: "Mr. Deng, if we go alone, I'm afraid it won't be safe."

Seeing the concern on Wu Er's face, Deng Da smiled and said, "I am confident that everyone can still trust me."

At this time, Deng Da still had a pleasant look on his face, but at this moment, underneath this pleasant look, there was also a bit of arrogance.

I dare not say anything else, but Deng Da believes that he has gained credibility here.

Wu Er hesitated for a moment, then said with a wry smile: "This matter is too big, I need to discuss it with everyone."

Deng Da nodded, and then said in a serious tone: "Time has passed. You know these traitors and those scholars well. If they succeed, then the people will never be able to turn around.

Think about it carefully, you have been wandering on the sea for hundreds of years, struggling to survive, generation after generation, which generation has not had blood and tears, missed this opportunity, taught them to really resist the New Deal, then... it will really

It’s beyond redemption.”

He paused and then continued: "Deng was born in a famous family in Jiangxi. This brother Xia Xian is also from a famous family. Without the New Deal, we will not lose our future. It goes without saying that we will have good food and clothing. But if it disappears, we will not lose our future."

The New Deal, it is you who are really begging for food from generation to generation and have no place to stand. The implementation of the New Deal is meant to benefit the people of the world. If we and others are numb and sit back and watch someone obstruct the New Deal in the name of rebellion, then..."

Deng Da's tone began to get thicker and he said, "So... you are willing to live like this all your life, but what about your son and your grandson? Is it the same as you? You are already a scholar and you are sensible."

Wu Er was still hesitant about what he had just said, but when he was questioned about his son and grandson, he couldn't help but shudder.

Wu Er frowned and said: "Two gentlemen, please give me a few hours. Early tomorrow morning...early tomorrow at the latest, you two gentlemen will be waiting for me here. I will give you an explanation."

Deng Da and Xia Xuan looked at each other, and Deng Da nodded: "Very good."

Wu Er was already worried, but he chatted with the other men. They stopped selling fish and still carried the bamboo baskets on their backs, so they went back to the boat. Soon after, they entered the bay and gradually disappeared.

The sky had darkened, and as she watched the ship gradually disappear on the horizon, Xia Xuan couldn't help but said, "Chief Deng, are we really waiting?"

Deng Da said without hesitation: "Wait!"

There was deep confusion on Xia Xuan's face, and she couldn't help but said: "Why are you looking for these people first?"

Deng Da said: "Because the Dan people are suffering the most and have the most no way out."

Xia Xuan said: "But... this Wu Er can really..."

Deng Da nodded and said: "He has read books and has seen what the world is like. If he is an ordinary person, we may have to patiently explain it to the other party countless times, and the other party may not be willing to believe us, but Wu Er understands."

Xia Xuan said: "It's just... only Wu Er understands... so what..."

"You don't understand." Deng Da showed a smile and said: "In this world, do you know why we respect scholars? Because they are good at reasoning and they know right from wrong. Wu Er can read and write. Among the people,

Among them, he must have a very high prestige. The Dan people may not believe other people, but Wu Er is one of their own and is well-informed. They may not believe in His Majesty's will, and they may be hesitant to believe in the edict of His Highness the King of Song. You

They may not listen to what I and I say, but if Wu Er is determined to do it with us, then... it will be different."

"The two of us believe in His Highness the King of Song; Wu Er believes in us, and the people believe in Wu Er."

"This is why, when implementing the New Deal, we must also popularize knowledge. A single New Deal charter, without tens of thousands of people like Wu Er, is nothing more than a piece of paper. This is also the responsibility of our Postal Department. Now... you

Understand, we are not just running errands."

Xia Xuan did not answer the question directly, but said: "I don't know if the others are going well."

The other people he mentioned may be other postmen in Pingtan Station, or they may be thousands of postmen in sixty-seven large and small inns throughout Fujian.

Deng Da patted him on the shoulder and said: "Don't think about anything else, just do our own thing."

Early next morning.

The two of them returned to the beach again.

While waiting anxiously, at dawn, the mist on the sea had just dispersed.

But at this moment, ships appeared one after another on the sea.

Most of these ships were simple and dilapidated. They washed up on the beach, and immediately, a crowd of people rushed up.

Hundreds in total.

The burly Wu Er jumped out of the boat first, holding a harpoon in his hand. The rest of the people, holding various tools, also followed Wu Er.

Wu Er came straight towards them, shouting: "Two gentlemen, we have figured it out."

There was a smile in Deng Da's eyes, and the anxiety just now was gone. He looked at Wu Er and said, "What do you want to understand?"

Wu Er said with some determination: "We listen to His Highness the King of Song, Mr. Deng and Mr. Xia."

Seeing more and more people, Deng Da's heart was already surging. These beasts were all barefoot and dark-skinned. They were usually timid and timid, but now, with the weapons in their hands, they were a bit more sturdy.

spirit.

Deng Da still said: "If you go here to suppress thieves, you will get people killed."

Wu Er was silent for a moment, then plunged the harpoon into the sand with a firm look in his eyes, and said: "Sir, let's do it."

Deng Da laughed and said: "Okay!"

Xia Xuan suddenly felt that her blood was getting hot.

In the beginning, when he came here to run errands for no reason, it was probably more like a rebellious teenager who was acting impulsively to get angry with his father.

After coming here, he gradually adapted to this kind of work, and found it quite interesting.

But no matter how interesting it is, such work is still hard, but now, it is completely different. He has seen with his own eyes that as long as people like him raise their arms, many people will flock to him.

At this time, he felt a little dizzy.

"Chief Deng, I'm going to Shangjiao Li to recruit young people." Xia Xuan volunteered, with a light of hope in her eyes.

He also hopes that he can contribute as much as possible. He has been traveling around Shangjioli recently and is familiar with the people there.

"Be careful." Deng Da warned: "Teach Wu Er to mobilize dozens of people to protect you. I will take people to Tandong and we will make peace in three days."

"good."

It may feel a bit unfamiliar at first, but once you have an experience, you will have a second experience.

Deng Da chose to recruit Dan people first because they had the highest success rate. After all, taking the first step was the most difficult and extremely dangerous, because no one could be sure whether someone would kidnap the two of them and send them away.

Go to the rebels.

But now, with the first pot of gold, it is completely different. I take my troops to other villages. I am familiar with each village. I am also very familiar with the men, women and children in the local village. There is another group of people.

As a bodyguard, I found local people who read newspapers and read books, and directly conveyed the wishes of His Highness the King of Song. If he refused to participate, it would not be a problem. He could just take the people away.

But Xia Xuan soon discovered that things were easier than he thought.

Many times, he doesn't need to patiently explain anything. In fact, he only needs a few words to make the other party's blood boil.

Through Di Bao, we not only cultivated a group of scholars, but these people could no longer fish and farm in peace, and they also wanted a future.

Some hope to go to Nanzhili, some hope to enter the university, and some hope to enter the model camp, railway department, and postal department.

What's even more frightening is that these wild readers who read newspapers will pass on the contents of the newspapers to the people around them through oral narration.

And even if these people don't know the original intention of the New Deal, they can probably tell that it is good for them.

At this time, the postman also played a big role, because on weekdays, they shuttled through the villages and got to know each other. The villagers were very simple, and the invisible and intangible things that were far away in the horizon were too much for them.

It's far away and very unreal. No matter how fanciful it is, no matter how good it is in the newspapers, even if they believe some of it, they will never take action because of it.

But as soon as the postman with a familiar face appeared, everyone felt at ease. Xiaoxia was still very reliable. She had read a book and was kind to others. She worked tirelessly to go to the village every day, read letters to others, and acted on behalf of others.

He is a real person who writes letters.

Since those rebels won't give people a way to survive, then let's do it.

Almost once they have made up their minds about such matters, whether they are villagers or ordinary tenants, they are more practical than anyone else. They will find the guy and bring some food that they can bring at home without any hesitation.

They are not as smart as Xia Xuan, who occasionally have other ideas. On the contrary, at this time, it is no longer Xia Xuan who leads everyone to do something, but everyone pushing Xia Xuan to persevere to the end.

Three days later, the two men reunited. On that day, a crowd of 2,000 people from Tannan Township began to attack Tandong where a few rebels were entrenched.

The fighting situation here is really beyond words.

Because it's just novices pecking each other.

To call it a war is really an overstatement.

It's more like a large-scale village brawl.

And when it comes to fighting with weapons, they appear extremely professional.

Most of the time, there are people all over the mountains and plains, and they can't tell the enemy from ourselves for a while. They rush to kill each other for a while, and the winner is announced before many people are killed or injured.

Ten days later, seven thousand people had gathered, and Deng, Xia, etc., who had gathered together with the people and horses gathered by other posts, had joined forces, with a size of 30,000. They immediately took over the number occupied by the rebels.

The county seat.

After seizing the second county, countless postmen and postmen came to defect with their troops.

So much so that everyone doesn't even know how many people they have.

Although both sides of the battle are very good, this is not because the combat power of both sides is too low, but because their advantages are equal.

Whether they are rebels or temporary recruits from the court, they are all natives of the country. They are also familiar with the local geography, understand the local people, and know the other side well.

The so-called rebels soon became unable to support themselves. On the one hand, they encountered such a powerful opponent before the official army arrived, which made them feel timid.

On the other hand, most of the people who were coerced by the rebels were ignorant, and the middle and upper classes were mostly scholars, or powerful men who were guarding the homes and courtyards of the scholars. These people mostly just coerced their subordinates to rebel.

On the other hand, Deng Da and Xia Xuan were in a different situation. Most of their backbones were people who had studied and written with them in the past. They were originally ordinary ordinary people who could eat and sleep with the soldiers around them.

, I also admired Deng Da, Xia Xuan and others, and explained some of the New Deal situation every now and then, which greatly boosted my morale.

Ten days later, Fujian was shaken.

The main force of the rebels who were far away in the siege of Fuzhou suddenly discovered that vast numbers of troops and horses were marching from all directions and rushing towards them.

………………

At this time, in the palace of Song Dynasty.

"Is there any news from Fujian?"

"not yet."

Zhang Anshi frowned, clasped his hands behind his back, and walked back and forth in the study with some annoyance.

In fact, he is a little unsure now. Calculating the time, it has been almost a month. However, due to the raging rebels, Fujian and Guangxi and other places have rugged mountain roads, and many roads have been cut off by the rebels.

.

Although we have tried our best to restore transportation and contact, Nanjing is still too far away.

Zhang Anshi's mood at this time was inevitably a little anxious. He suddenly stood still, looked at Zhang Sand and said: "If it doesn't work, it seems that we still have to use the model camp."

Zhang San has followed Zhang Anshi since he was a child, so he is a little closer to Zhang Anshi than others. At this time, he did not hesitate to say: "I heard from people outside that His Highness has received the decree, but he still remains motionless in the capital.

No troops or generals were seen, saying that His Highness is afraid of death..."

"Who said that?" Zhang Anshi sneered: "They just don't like others."

Zhang San himself was also worried, so he said: "Your Highness, why don't we make a move, even if... we lead troops to station in southern Zhejiang, so as not to make others gossip."

"You know nothing." Zhang Anshi shook his head. He quickly walked to the table, sat down, and murmured: "I don't believe that these bullshit scholars can coerce the people. I, Zhang Anshi, have been in charge of the New Deal for so many years, but I am not as good as them! Zhang San

, if you were farming at home, who would you follow?"

Suddenly asked this question, Zhang San had to think about it seriously before saying: "Maybe... the rebels. Ahhh... Your Highness, I was talking nonsense..."

Zhang Anshi glared at him: "Why?"

Under Zhang Anshi's glare, Zhang San hesitated for a moment, but finally chose to tell the truth and said: "What did your highness say about the scholars? I have also studied with your highness for so many years, so I probably know something about it... What do you think?"

, Scholars have deep roots in the local area, even going back hundreds of years. Aren't many people, for generations, relying on them for their livelihood?"

"We rent their land on weekdays, and in their free time, the young children tend their cattle, the adult men help them, and the women help them as servants or sew. Your Highness, you don't want to listen to what I say. This man was born

Just relying on people to make a living is not a sign of contempt, it’s just a habit.”

Obviously, after hearing these words, Zhang Anshi felt even worse and said irritably: "Go, go, go."

Zhang Sanxin said, "Look, you are anxious again. Your Highness becomes anxious when you talk about the pain point."

Of course Zhang San understood that Zhang Anshi was very upset at this time, and did not intend to continue to be an eyesore again. Just as he was about to leave, Zhang Anshi suddenly said: "Come back."

Zhang San turned around and said: "Your Highness."

Zhang Anshi raised his brows and said, "Just now, did you feel secretly happy when you saw me speechless?"

"Ah...this..." Zhang San shook his head hurriedly.

"Don't think I don't know, I can tell just by looking at you."

"I...I..." Zhang San quickly wanted to explain.

"So..." Zhang Anshi suddenly laughed: "You said... people get used to it, but think about it, were you used to this before? When did you start arguing with me?"

Zhang San was stunned, not quite understanding what Zhang Anshi wanted to say at this time.

Zhang Anshi said: "It can be seen that you have not read those books in vain, and you have also been involved in the Zhili culture. Although you are still the same Zhang San, in fact, you are already different from the former Zhang San.

Well, at least you no longer treat me like a god. You don’t dare to show off my anger, but you already know how to argue. After you succeed, you can’t help but feel happy in your heart. Zhang San, you have changed."

Zhang San: "..."

Zhang Anshi immediately became proud of himself: "So, your nonsense about habits becoming natural makes no sense at all! The only animals that become natural are cows and horses, but as long as they are human beings, how can such creatures be willing to live as cows and horses?

, do you always obey your advice?"

After saying that, the anxiety on his face seemed to relax a little, and then he said: "Okay, don't talk back now. Go to the Post Office and ask if there is any news there."

Zhang San looked at Zhang Anshi and saw that His Royal Highness the King of Song was looking at him with wide eyes. Zhang San looked resentful and had to say: "Yes, I'll go then."

Immediately, he tucked his tail between his legs and ran away.


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