Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

Standing in the crowd, Zhang Jiusi originally wanted to help his fellow villagers live a better life, but somehow he turned into a rebel, and he had no choice but to rebel. Now that he retreats, the end will only be worse.

The salt people held weapons in their hands—weapons of all kinds, including wooden sticks, kitchen knives, and even an iron pot.

They rushed into the house of Salt Governor Qiu Yi, beheaded him in a rush of blood, and rushed to the Yamen together.

Zhang Jiusi didn't even know the name of the person standing next to him.

But the other party said to him directly: "Don't dawdle! Hurry up!"

Zhang Jiusi opened his mouth to speak, but the other party said, "You still have a knife! Do you still have that? Lend me one."

It took Zhang Jiusi a long time to find his voice: "This is rebellion, aren't you afraid?"

The other party: "What am I afraid of?! Anyway, it is death, exhaustion and rebellion. I would rather choose rebellion. If I succeed, I will be able to live a good life in the future, and I will no longer suffer from such uselessness!"

The people around heard it and responded one after another: "That's right, the dog court told us that we can't survive. The officials are full of fish and meat, and their mouths are full of oil. How can we care about our livelihood? The stomach is full of male thieves and female prostitutes. What are you talking about petitioning for the people?" ?”

"Such an official! He deserves to die!"

"Yes! Damn it!"

They walked with one heart and shouted all the way. The people nearby heard that they were all followers of Nan Bodhisattva, and they also heard that they would go to the Yamen to seek justice from the officials. Many people also took to the streets, but most of the family only No one dared to go, or no one dared to go, and there were also low-level people who were tortured and rushed out of their homes.

With such a big momentum, the yamen naturally also recruited manpower. Xinghua's resident troops are only a thousand, and their equipment has not been replaced for many years. Ordinary soldiers have no armor and are all civilians.

"Qianhu! People are here!"

Qianhutong snarled: "What are you afraid of! How can the mob be compared to my Dayuan warriors!"

"Kill them all!"

They stood guard outside the yamen, waiting for the other party to rush over.

Compared with the salt people, they at least have normal weapons, and their physique is better than the salt people.

However, there are many people in Yanmin, and many soldiers are worried.

The soldiers did not dare to speak loudly, only dared to discuss in a low voice.

They were born in military households. They haven't fought a war for so many years, just like wolves who haven't seen blood.

At this time, Lin Yuan had joined Yang Zian and the others.

Lin Yuan led more than a thousand people, including the salt people and common people, there were at least three thousand people, but there was no time to count the number of people at this time.

After the two sides converged, the momentum became even bigger. Everyone on Lin Yuan's side was wearing rattan armor and holding long knives. They already knew what they were going to do now, and each of them had a solemn expression. Behind them, it is natural to feel a sense of security.

They stood outside the yamen, and the people from Lin Yuan's side stopped the people of Yanmin who wanted to rush over.

Yang Zi'an shouted over there: "Disarm and surrender, the servants will not be killed!"

Tonglaga shouted angrily: "You gang of rebels! Wait for Ben Qianhu to take your heads!"

The soldiers didn't dare to move, they stood where they were, armed with weapons, ready to fight.

After a stick of incense, Lin Yuan ordered: "Do it."

In the dark night, relying on torches and candles was not bright enough. Tonglaga was waiting for the opponent to attack, but saw a dozen sparks flying towards them. Before they could recognize what it was, they saw When the fire fell to the ground, there was a loud noise right next to my ears.

The flames exploded, the roar was ear-piercing, and iron pieces flew out. Soldiers in civilian clothes were shot into their bodies by the iron pieces, screaming continuously.

Yang Zian shouted again: "Disarm and don't kill!"

The soldiers were frightened by this sum and did not dare to move.

Tonglaga was also scratched by the iron sheet, and said with a grim face: "I will see who dares to retreat! Whoever retreats will die! Military punishment!"

Chen Bosong raised his knife and shouted: "Brothers, follow me!"

Zhu Yuanzhang followed: "The old and new grudges will be settled together today!"

Everyone could see that the opponent was at a disadvantage, and it was time to attack them all at once. At this time, the Yan people and the common people were already excited to the extreme, and they all rushed forward with them as if they had been beaten with chicken blood.

After all, Xinghua is a small city with no armed forces. It is said that there are more than a thousand people, but in fact, it is not bad to have 500 people.

This battle can only be a one-sided fight.

When everything calmed down, it was already dawn, and the road was still foggy.

Lin Yuan asked people to light a fire on the side of the road to cook porridge, miscellaneous grain porridge with beans and wild vegetables, and some old rice. It was more like a mush when cooked, but no one picked this. Many people are hungry. It's good enough to eat.

"All at once." Lin Yuan said, "Take Taizhou directly."

Taizhou's troops were not many in the first place, so it would be more convenient to take advantage of this opportunity to fight down.

Chen Bosong thought the same way: "Line up at noon, gather people, and distribute weapons."

Zhu Yuanzhang also said: "If they rest, I'm afraid they will slack off."

People were talking about it in low voices while leading the mess.

"Sure enough, it's Nan Bodhisattva. I only saw a flash of fire just now, but I didn't expect such a big movement."

"They all exploded!"

"I'm pretty confident now."

"Nan Bodhisattva also asks people to cook porridge. How much food does it cost? There are so many people."

"That's why I said, following Nan Bodhisattva is definitely better than following Dog Chaoting!"

"Now we have mush to eat, maybe in a few years, we will have meat to eat!"

They look forward to a bright future, although this bright future may only be able to eat enough to eat meat in a few years.

After the discussion, Lin Yuan stayed in Xinghua City to appease the people, while Yang Zian and the others led people to directly attack the Taizhou Provincial Yamen.

"Be careful in everything." Lin Yuan urged, "If you lose, don't fight recklessly."

Yang Zi'an smiled and said, "It's only natural."

Most of the people left in Xinghua today are children and female relatives. They all went to the streets after the incident subsided. When they heard that they could get a share of mushy, they all brought their own bowls. He sat aside and drank.

Most of the wealthy households dare not go out, but only dare to stay at home, but there are also smart wealthy households who come out by themselves and pull out the food.

Food is equivalent to the life money of rich households.

Once a rich family comes out, the next dozen or so families will come out.

But there are also those who don't want to move, this is more unlucky, Lin Yuan sent someone to guard the door of the rich household, without saying anything, just guarding until the other party handed over the food.

Lin Yuan also knew that at this time, he absolutely could not turn a blind eye to these wealthy households. According to historical records, Zhang Shicheng led people into the wealthy households, murdered people, set fire to them, and stole money and food.

It is conceivable how much the salt people hate the rich. Now he only asks the rich to pay the grain, one is to appease the anger of the salt people, and the other is to save the lives of these rich people.

Xinghua can't get in or out now, and the wealthy households with a little bit of brain know that now is the time to bow their heads.

There were not only those who delivered food, but also those who gave away people, and all the servants in the family were sent to Lin Yuan.

Among them was a family surnamed Zhao, who was particularly courageous and brought almost all of their belongings.

Zhao Zirong was standing opposite Lin Yuan. He had just handed over all the food, valuables, and servants at home to Lin Yuan, and finally got the chance to talk to Lin Yuan.

"I never thought that Nan Bodhisattva is actually a young man." Zhao Zirong smiled very gently.

Lin Yuan also smiled: "Young Master Zhao is Gao Yi."

Zhao Zirong said again: "Zhao is not talented, and he has a few close friends. If Nan Bodhisattva wants anything, just ask. If you can get it, I will naturally send it to you."

This is a person who knows the times and knows when to hug someone's thigh.

Lin Yuan nodded and said, "I will definitely not be polite to Mr. Zhao."

Food, money, these are of course necessities.

If these people wanted to send them off, Lin Yuan would naturally not refuse them.

Don't give it away... Does he have the ability to not give it away?

The rich households in Xinghua were bleeding profusely when they returned home, and the people from Lin Yuan were at the door. They were always terrified, but soon they found that as long as they gave money and food, nothing happened, and the people at the door also left up.

Naturally, they also started sending.

However, some people only give a little.

The people outside also took it, but they continued to stand at the door after taking it.

There is no choice but to continue sending until it is emptied.

Looking at the food sent by the wealthy households, Lin Yuan's eyes were wide open.

These grains add up to enough food for 5000 people for half a year.

Rich households have already started stockpiling grains, which include coarse grains, fine grains, new grains and old grains.

This is just a wealthy family in Xinghua.

What if it is a rich household in Taizhou?

Lin Yuan feels that the food that will be needed next is already showing signs.

He doesn't hate the rich, and he doesn't think that the rich should bear the responsibilities that others don't.

But now he doesn't just care about himself alone, there are so many people who need to eat, and the crops in the field can't grow in a day.

Searching for rich households to support their own people is the only way now.

All he can do is to protect the lives of these wealthy households.

What he is now standing on is the position of the salt people, not the position of the rich.

The salt people believed in him and were willing to support him because he could provide benefits to the salt people.

If he can't...

Lin Yuan spent the whole day trying to appease the people.

Both of them were sent out to deal with the common people.

"Nan Bodhisattva is here, and I will definitely not have to endure hardships in the future, and you don't have to worry, this is God's will."

"Yes, if you don't rebel, you will have to live a hard life in the future. You won't be able to eat enough, and you won't be able to wear warm clothes. If the officials above say a word, your life will be gone."

The female relatives were still a little worried. They sat together, waiting for their husband, their younger brother, and their father to come back.

"We will be a family in the future, so don't worry about it."

"That's right, you must have not seen the formation just now, the court dogs don't even have the strength to resist."

Che Jilu talked back and forth, and people's spirits gradually relaxed.

In the evening, Lin Yuan and the others moved into Zhao Zirong's house. This Mr. Zhao's family has a great career, he is a man with a sense of advancement and retreat, and the house is so big, it is the first time Lin Yuan has seen him.

Diaolianghuadong refers to such a house.

Sure enough, no matter what era or world, the rich still live a good life.

Daily enjoyment, ordinary people can't imagine what it is like.

He didn't know how long it would take to fight over there. The war was easy to say, but it was just two groups of people fighting back and forth, and whoever was the most powerful would win.

But carefully speaking, winning or losing has to pay the price of human life, which is always cruel.

This has been the case since ancient times.

From the beginning to the end of each dynasty, countless lives were filled out.

-

Yang Er is an ordinary salt man, and his parents are also salt men. His fate has been doomed since he was born.

Since he was more than ten years old, he has been rowing salt boats and earning a living on meager wages. He can only bear with the deduction of his wages by the salt governor. He took the salt, but he was unwilling to give the money, and said that he would report him to the court for guarding and stealing. If he refused, he would beat and scold him.

I can't eat enough all the year round, and sometimes I have to rely on my brothers for relief.

When he first learned about Nan Bodhisattva, Yang Er still didn't believe it.

If there are gods and Buddhas in this world, why do they turn a blind eye and never listen to the voices of believers when they have suffered for so many years?

But the people around him gradually believed it.

He asked them: "If there really is Nan Bodhisattva, why doesn't he appear in front of us right now and come to help us?"

Those people said: "There are so many suffering people in the world, even Nan Bodhisattva is unable to do so. Now he thinks of us and comes to save us. Do you still blame him for coming too late?"

As he asked, he also felt that what the other party said was reasonable, and he began to hold hope, waiting for the arrival of May.

Yang Er kept waiting like this, but he heard someone say that the Yellow River dug up a one-eyed stone man, and God wanted them to go against Yuan.

One-eyed stone man!Yang Er remembered the rumors.

Instigate the Yellow River to rebel against the world!

This is God telling them to rebel!

On the contrary, they no longer need to listen to the dog court, no longer have to struggle to survive, and no longer need to be bullied.

You can live a good life.

But Yang Er didn't dare to say it, only dared to think in his heart.

After all, rebellion is a serious crime of beheading.

But at this time, Yang Er was standing in the crowd with an ax in his hand, but he felt very at ease.

The day that was originally envisioned is finally here.

He can finally stop worrying about whether there will be food in the pot tomorrow, and whether he will be able to survive next year.

"Come on!" someone shouted ahead.

Yang Er rushed out.

He swung the ax and wondered if he hit anyone.

There was a wailing sound in his ears, and he didn't know whether it was from the person opposite or from his own people.

When swinging the axe, Yang Er didn't think about anything.

There are more and more people in front of you.

He felt a pain in his chest, but he still raised the ax and struck the opponent.

The person in front of him fell, and he fell too.

The blood in his chest flowed all over the place, Yang Er's eyes turned black, and he fumbled for his ax on the ground.

The ax was the only valuable thing in his house.

He panicked and opened his mouth to speak, but spat out a mouthful of blood.

It hurts a bit.

Yang Er touched his chest.

Chest **.

Yang Er suddenly realized that he was stabbed in the chest.

Yang Er lay on his back on the ground, looking at the sky above his head.

Is he dying?

Yang thought to himself.

He hasn't eaten a few meals of meat, hasn't worn good clothes, hasn't married a wife, hasn't left a queen for the family, is he about to die?

He thought again, luckily he didn't marry a daughter-in-law, otherwise the daughter-in-law would be a widow.

He thought about it in a mess, and gradually lost consciousness.

I hope that in my next life, I can be reborn into a good family and live a good life.

"Kill! Kill them!"

Chen Bosong was holding a long knife in the crowd, the knife was covered with blood, his face was also covered with blood, and there were also large and small wounds on his body. Furious, the people next to him seemed to be infected by him, and they rushed forward like desperately.

He was a gangster, and the people around him were originally from his village.

Although these people are not vicious, they can barely be considered experienced in battles. Compared with the salt people and the common people, they know where the enemy's vital points are, and they also know better how to protect themselves to the greatest extent.

Especially now that they are still wearing rattan armor that they didn't have before, and the knives in their hands are also very sharp.

The team led by Chen Bosong is like a team of evil spirits.

They opened a gap in the imperial army and opened the way for the people behind.

Once the gap is opened, it is difficult to close it again.

Zhu Yuanzhang rushed in with more people.

When the battle ended, it was already the second night.

All the dead bodies lying on the ground, they cut off the head of Zhao Lian, who participated in the provincial government, and announced that Taizhou had changed hands.

When Lin Yuan heard the news, he immediately stood up from his chair and seriously asked the person who came back to deliver the letter: "How many people died?"

The man quickly said, "I haven't counted yet."

"Take a good inventory, bury the corpses, and don't teach them to kill corpses in the wilderness."

"Yes!"

Lin Yuan was in a complicated mood. He sat in his seat and fell into deep thought without moving.

To win Taizhou, the next step is to win Gaoyou.

There will be sacrifices at every step, but there will also be gains.

-

"There is a lot of grain in the government's granary." Chen Bosong took a sip of cold tea and said to Lin Yuan, "Zhu Yuanzhang and the others are still counting. I'll bring people back first."

Lin Yuan frowned and looked at Chen Bosong's injuries: "You haven't treated these injuries yet?"

Chen Bosong: "I can't die."

Lin Yuan choked speechlessly, and after a while he said, "Take off your clothes, and I'll give you medicine."

Chen Bosong smiled and said, "Master, I've received the more serious injuries, nothing happened."

Lin Yuan rolled up his sleeves: "I am the young master and you are the young master? Do you listen to me or you?"

Chen Bosong: "Listen to you and listen to you."

So Chen Bosong stood up and took off his clothes.

Fortunately, it's already May, and it's summer. Although it's not too hot, it's still warm, and you won't catch cold even if you're naked.

Lin Yuan held the powder in his hand and asked Erliang to fetch a basin of hot water.

Chen Bosong is tall and has tangled muscles, but he doesn't look rough in the past, he is lean and powerful, and he doesn't know how he trained it.

Lin Yuan looked so envious that he almost drooled over Chen Bosong's muscles.

He has practiced for so long, and now he only has four-pack abs, and it's not obvious that he works hard.

Just as Lin Yuan wiped the wound on Chen Bosong's shoulder with a handkerchief soaked in hot water, Chen Bosong's body began to shake.

Lin Yuan: "What are you shaking?"

Chen Bosong coughed, "Itches."

Lin Yuan: "Did you itch?"

Chen Bosong said: "You continue, I can bear it."

Lin Yuan switched arms this time.

Chen Bosong continued to tremble.

"Still itching?" Lin Yuan asked strangely.

"You have itchy flesh all over your body?"

Chen Bosong said: "It doesn't itch if you use a lot of force, but it does itch when you strike so lightly."

Lin Yuan: "You're hurt, but when I'm strong, you'll hurt."

Chen Bosong: "I have rough skin and flesh, so I don't feel pain."

Lin Yuan had no choice but to hit harder, and Chen Bosong stopped shaking.

"Are you afraid when you fight?" Lin Yuan asked.

Chen Bosong shook his head: "It's nothing to be afraid of, I'm used to it."

"When was the first time you killed someone?" Lin Yuan sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound.

Chen Bosong took a breath: "Three years ago, I met robbers on the road."

Lin Yuan: "Are you afraid?"

Chen Bosong rubbed his neck: "I have had nightmares for several nights, and I always feel that he will come to me in the middle of the night."

"Later, I won't be afraid if I kill a lot. If I don't kill them, they will have to kill me."

Lin Yuan looked at the scars on Chen Bosong's upper body, both on his chest and back. Except for this new wound, they were almost all old scars.

It was so ferocious that Chen Bosong could clearly see the outline of the muscles on his arm without using any force.

There was still thin sweat on his body, and his hair was slightly damp.

"You can take a good rest during this period." Lin Yuan said, "We will wait two months to discuss the attack on Gaoyou, and stabilize Taizhou first."

Now someone is already cleaning up the government office, and most of the salt people have also come back, gathering together to share the mess.

Because the weather is getting hotter, the food will go rancid if left for a long time, so it is cooked and boiled now, and we have to wait for a while.

But no one urged them, they were all sitting on the ground, some were drinking water, some were resting on the ground, and the injured were all inside the house.

The women brought by Lin Yuan had also been taken into the city before, and they were used to helping take care of the wounded, and they were quick in their hands and feet.

At this time, no one paid attention to the defense of men and women.

Poor people, men and women live under the same roof, and it is a joke to pay attention to the defense of men and women.

That's something that rich people can only pay attention to.

"Those women move really fast."

"That's right, they did it to me, and I used medicine."

"What medicine?"

"How do I know? It doesn't hurt that much after taking the medicine."

When it comes to women, they seem to have the spirit.

"Those women were brought by Nan Bodhisattva. They are really energetic. I asked before, and they said that they had never been hungry when they were in Zhuangzi. They had steamed buns to eat every day, and sometimes they could even eat meat."

"It's a good day for them."

"You don't know, they eat fish every day, even if there is no fish, there is fish soup."

"There is no shortage of salt."

"Now that Bodhisattva Nan has come to us, can we live like this in the future?"

"I'm sure I can! Look, Nan Bodhisattva has asked someone to cook for me now, so I don't care if I'm full! How long have you had a full meal before?"

"I didn't necessarily have a full meal for a year before. I just tightened my belt to live. If I couldn't do it, I just drank water. It was fine to mix it with water. If I drank too much, I would spit it out, or kept peeing."

As they talked, they all felt that the future was bright.

As long as there is hope, it can persist.