First Minister of Ming Dynasty

After all, Liuhe is just a small town with less than 2 people, and the locals know everything about it, and the inns where outsiders live are also clear and obvious.

There is an old merchant shop, which is the largest inn in Liuhe.

In the Dongkua courtyard of the inn, there lived three masters and servants, a hostess, a maidservant, and an elderly coachman... They also suffered sudden changes and were trapped in Liuhe, unable to get out.

At this time, a group of Zhu Jiajun found the yard, and the coachman blocked the door.

"Mr. Jun, it's convenient. My master doesn't want to see anyone. Please keep it... and give the brothers a bag of tea!" He said, and he stuffed a gold ingot into the leader's general banner.

But to the driver's surprise, the soldier didn't accept it, but he didn't get angry either. He just said kindly, "Old man, don't get me wrong. We are just registration personnel, and we have absolutely no other intentions. Don't take chances, please cooperate." .”

The coachman frowned, "Brothers, just, can't you be accommodating? Or is there not enough money?"

With that said, he took out two more ingots.

The soldier didn't even look at it, and said coldly: "Gold has a price, but in troubled times, what is gold worth? Here, such a thing is useless! Old man, if you dare to bribe us again, be careful. You will be charged with bribery!"

The coachman was taken aback. How strange, is bribery a crime?Then he has come all the way, it is time to exterminate the nine clans.

"Master Jun, it's really inconvenient for my master, so please hold your hand high and give us a way to survive!"

"No!" The soldier said with a stern face: "If there is a loophole, there is a danger. We can't make fun of the city defense master. Please cooperate! If not, we will have to arrest people!"

When things had come to this point, the coachman had no choice.

He could only turn around and go back, not long after, two women came out from inside, a mistress and a little maid.

The woman was wearing a fox fur and a hat, so she couldn't see her face clearly.It's just that she is tall, walks lightly, and is graceful. Just looking at her figure, she is a beautiful woman.

The little maid next to her was only about thirteen or fourteen years old, she hadn't grown up yet, but she still had a bit of a beauty.

The soldier glanced at them, blushing slightly, and hurriedly asked: "What are your names, where are you from, why did you come to Liuhe, where are you going, and what will you do..."

The soldier asked several questions in succession, and the coachman became more and more frightened, and could only look at the mistress.

The woman was calmer than him, "My name is Zhou Huiniang, and I am from Yangzhou. I originally wanted to go to Chuzhou...I am a performer. I have no other strengths except that I can play the pipa."

The soldier listened and wrote it down in his notebook. When he heard that he could only play the pipa, he shook his head and muttered, "Why can't you even wash your hands!"

The woman was slightly taken aback, but she still didn't say anything, just remained silent.

After the soldier finished remembering, he said again: "By the way, I saw that you have a carriage?"

The woman nodded, "There is such a car, if the military master wants it, he can take it."

The soldier snorted, "Who do you think we are? King of the Mountain! Tell you, this is expropriation. We will return it after the battle is over. If it is damaged, we will compensate you in full."

As he said that, the soldier took out another note and wrote in a crooked way that he borrowed a car and returned it after the war. If there is any damage, he will be compensated according to the market price...

After he finished writing, he handed it to the woman, but the woman didn't pick it up, but the coachman took it.

"You wait here, I will drive the carriage."

Soon the carriage came and the soldiers took it and thanked them before turning and leaving.

And Zhou Huiniang was holding the IOU in her hand, and she couldn't help being crazy.

"Uncle Jiang, do you think we are doing the right thing by going to seek refuge with Master Wu?"

It turned out that the driver's name was Jiang San. He touched his forehead and sighed, "Girl, this Zhu Jiajun is really unusual!"

Zhou Huiniang was originally a singer from Yangzhou, and her ranking is still higher than that of Xuejiao.Her appearance is top-notch, and what is even more amazing is the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and all kinds of things, even talented scholars and celebrities can't beat her.

However, with the rise of Zhang Shicheng, the land of Yangzhou is not in Taiping... She inquired a lot and thought a lot, and then she heard that there was a leader Wu in Chuzhou.

He himself is a great hero from heaven to earth, and he often plays himself on stage, which is deeply loved.He invited famous actors from all over the world, and when they arrived in Chuzhou, they performed on stage, and they were able to earn a military salary like soldiers, without being bullied, let alone any messy things.

Zhou Huiniang was tempted, and she also felt that Yangzhou could not stay any longer, so she brought the coachman Jiang San and the little maid to Chuzhou. Unexpectedly, as soon as they arrived in Liuhe, a war broke out.

The way forward, how should I go?

What will happen to my old acquaintances in Yangzhou?

Zhou Huiniang felt sad and couldn't figure it out, so she couldn't help but took the pipa and continued to play... until the evening, when suddenly the registered general flag went back and forth, he was much more polite than the first time, still holding the pipa As for the three wooden signs, it was still Jiang San who saw the coachman first.

"Old man, these are three signs, you can get free food with them, don't lose them."

Jiang San took it and quickly agreed.

The soldier paused, then said in a low voice: "Just now your master played the pipa, right?"

Jiang San immediately became alert, "Master Jun, do you have something to do?"

The soldier scratched his head, "No, I don't mean anything else, I just think that if your mistress can play for the big guys, it would be great. We used to watch Wu Datou's play, but now there are tartars outside, I'm afraid no one will be able to act. If it's inconvenient, don't worry about it, I, I'll take my leave."

The soldier left in a hurry, Jiang San couldn't help shaking his head, what's the matter with this soldier?As if afraid of them...

Chapter 114 Fighting to Continue Being a Human

Zhou Huiniang is a hearty woman, and also a very intelligent person. She can feel the difference in Zhu Jiajun. After thinking about it, she called Uncle Jiang and asked him to go out and help him find out. confused.

Jiang San agreed, and he was full of doubts. He had never seen a soldier who didn't accept bribes. I want to see what's so great about Zhu's army!

After he left, he didn't come back panting until the second watch.

Zhou Huiniang was waiting impatiently, "Third Uncle, are you not in danger?"

"No." Jiang San immediately shook his head. He was covered in hot sweat and his head was steaming, but his expression was full of excitement and satisfaction.

"Girl, I came here with moving logs and rocks, and I've been busy until now. I haven't worked hard for a long time, Shu Tan!"

The little girl next to her yawned and said strangely, "Third Uncle, how can you enjoy working so much? Are you lying?"

"No, you don't understand!" Jiang San turned his head, smiled and chatted with Zhou Huiniang... It turned out that he went out to inquire about news, but there were soldiers standing guard at the street outside, how could he be allowed to run around.

Jiang San thought that he would get nothing. At this time, someone came to recruit labor, and Jiang San took the initiative to accept it, and followed a few soldiers to carry the stones.

The two sides started to work and chatted casually. Gradually, Jiang San finally figured out a lot of things.

Why didn't Zhu Jiajun accept bribes?

Is it true that all the soldiers are clean and honest Bao Gong?

In fact, there is a simple account here.

Zhu Yuanzhang allocated fields to all the soldiers' families. Each of them had almost ten acres of ration fields, another twenty acres of transfer fields, and twenty or thirty acres of mulberry and hemp fields.

In addition, some people were also allocated cattle and horses, and houses of the landlord's family.

So many benefits fell on one person, let alone a few hundred taels of silver!

And this is land and real estate, which can be passed on to future generations, unlike gold and silver, which are gone when they are all spent.Which is more important, who can't tell?

If you are punished because of corruption, deprived of your property, and fired from the army, then everything will be over, and you will become the laughing stock of all towns and villages, a model of no future, and no one will marry anyone who has no daughter-in-law. You, those who have a daughter-in-law will only divorce directly.

The risk is really too high, except for a few who are confused and confused, who can't understand?

"Girl, there is one more thing. I also found out clearly that there are indeed some people acting in the army, but don't worry, it is definitely the innocent kind, that is, just performing on stage. If it is in the army, such as Wu Bantou, it is Those who don’t make money, just have tea and snacks. If they are invited from outside, they will be paid for the performance. The money is also from the army, and there is no fraud at all. Those who are jugglers don’t want it, and they are chased to send it over.”

Zhou Huiniang frowned when she heard this, showing a look of complete horror. Not only was she surprised, but the little maid beside her was also stunned.

Even the legendary Yue Family Army is nothing more than that!

Is this Zhu Jiajun really so good?Are they all reincarnations of Bodhisattvas?

Zhou Huiniang murmured, "Third Uncle, it's not a lie, is it?"

Jiang San shook his head, "Girl, probably not. What's the use of them cheating on me? And I can see that these young people are all very good young men, and they blush when they talk to me! I only have one Worry……"

"What are you worried about?" Zhou Huiniang asked in surprise.

Jiang San sighed: "They all speak kindly and politely. If there is a fight, if you can't beat the Yuan Tartars, you won't be able to hold the Liuhe!"

Jiang San was very worried, really worried about these soldiers who had known him for less than a day.Zhou Huiniang was shocked when she saw it.

Her Third Uncle Jiang was not an ordinary coachman, but a man with a story. Zhou Huiniang didn't know the specific story.

But Jiang San's ability to bring her out of the brothel showed his extraordinary ability.How many brothel girls have been looking forward to climbing out of the fire pit all their lives, but they failed to do so until their death.

It is a blessing to be able to come out smoothly.

Now that there is a war, but the soldiers and horses here are rare masters, so it is not too bad.

"By the way, Third Uncle, have you asked about Captain Wu? Is he really such a hero?"

Jiang San smiled, "Girl, I told you, don't be angry! Bantou Wu is called by the outsiders. He is in the army, and he is just a hundred households in charge of the theater troupe. He did catch Cheli Buhua, but It was also pointed out by someone. From the outside, we think that Bantou Wu is very remarkable, but in the army, he is just an ordinary soldier."

When Zhou Huiniang heard this, she couldn't help but feel lost.Although she jumped out of the fire pit with all her heart, she didn't dare to believe anyone.Finally, there is a hero who sings an opera, thinking that he can take refuge and seek protection.

But now I tell you that he is nothing, I am afraid that he can't protect you, Zhou Huiniang's frustration can be imagined, it is really frustrating to have a halo shattered before seeing the idol.

It's just that Zhou Huiniang was thinking about these flawlessly soon... The battle has begun!

The Yuan army first drove away the Han people and rushed towards Liuhe.

These people were all captured from nearby places, and there were two to three thousand people.

They were dressed in tattered clothes, some of them were barefoot, and their limbs were covered with purple and blue frostbite. Driven by the Yuan army, they came towards Liuhe at a loss.

They have no time to think about anything, they only know to rush over, and if they can come back, they can get a piece of cake and live an extra day.

As for the longer term, it's too much of a luxury for them.

"This gang of shameless bastards! It's like this in Haozhou, but it's still the same here! Will they harm the common people?" The young and energetic Geng Bingwen yelled.

His father, Geng Junyong, was much calmer, "Swearing at people is useless, tell the archer to target these people and beat me hard!"

Geng Bingwen was stunned, and his father said viciously: "You think I am willing? If you don't beat hard, how would the Yuan army know that this trick is useless? They keep sending people over, wouldn't there be more casualties?"

Geng Bingwen was startled again, then gritted his teeth, turned his head and gave the order.

What else can be done, this is all imposed on the big guys by the Yuan Tartars.

The bows and arrows from the top of the city fell like raindrops, and in an instant, hundreds of people fell down.

Don't look at the lethality of bows and arrows for the regular army, but for these skinny people without armor protection and low vitality, they are deadly.

One person fell down one after another, and cruel death fell on their heads.

"Don't shoot arrows! It's your own! Your own!"

Some people shouted at the top of the city, hoping that the net would be lenient.

What awaited him was more dense bows and arrows.

An arrow came from nowhere, pierced his neck, and fell directly to the ground. His eyes widened in disbelief: Why, why did you kill him? He is also a Han Chinese?

Finally, when the death toll exceeded a limit, the group of ordinary people turned around and ran towards the Yuan army.

The soldiers of the Yuan army who supervised the battle raised their scimitars, hacked at these fleeing civilians, and roared angrily, telling them to turn around and rush back.But the bow and arrow behind him are still fierce.

The people fled desperately, and finally some lucky ones broke through the blockade and fled back.The Yuan army behind saw it, but there was nothing they could do.

We can't kill all these people!They have to be used to carry supplies and food!

The civilian husband's plan to rush to the city failed, so the Yuan army had to gather elites, carrying crude ladders, and rushed to Liuhe.

They still regard Liuhe as an insignificant small town!

"Father, you resist at the top of the wall for a while, and the children rush out, killing them by surprise!"

Geng Junyong was taken aback for a moment, then smiled.

Good son, you really have a brain!

Shoucheng has never been huddled in the city, leaning against the wall for protection, shivering.

The real battle of defending the city is to make full use of one's own advantages, maximize strengths and avoid weaknesses, and do your best to consume the enemy.Since the Yuan army is arrogant and rampant, then when they are retreating, they will suddenly leave the city and give them a hard time!

Although it may not be able to kill many enemies, it is definitely a great boost to the morale of the army.

Geng Junyong was very satisfied with his son's idea, so he turned around and commanded the soldiers to resist desperately.

At this moment, the Yuan army had paved a road, and they rushed to the top of the city like ants.

Liuhe is not a big city, and due to the long period of peace, there are not many defensive facilities outside the city.The Geng family's father and son made impromptu preparations and did not complete much.

Therefore, the Yuan army still easily reached under the city wall and erected a ladder.

But what follows is not so easy.

Stones the size of watermelons fell like raindrops, and there was a bang sound from time to time, just like a ripe watermelon bursting, accompanied by bright red blood and white brains, splashing all over the ground.

It takes three or four people to carry the heavy rolling log. Everyone worked together to roll down from the top of the city, and the Yuan army on one side could not escape the blow.

The battle became more and more fierce, a group of Yuan soldiers climbed the ladder, screaming, and rushed towards the city wall...