Zhang Jiu Si stood in the crowd. He originally just wanted to make a good life for his fellow villagers, but he somehow turned into a rebellion, and the arrow was on the string, so he had to send it. Now that he has retired, the end will only be worse.
The salt folks have weapons in their hands—weapons of all kinds, from sticks to kitchen knives, and even an iron pot.
They rushed into the house of the salt governor Qiu Yi, chopped off his head when his blood was surging, and rushed to the yamen collectively.
Zhang Jiu Si didn't even know the name of the person standing next to him.
But the other party said directly to him: "Don't linger! 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 a rebellion, you are not afraid?"
The other party: "What am I afraid of?! Anyway, it's death, exhaustion and rebellion. I'd rather choose rebellion. If I do, 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: "That is, the dog court told us that we can't live, the officials are big fish and big meat, and their mouths are full of oil, how can we care about the livelihood of our little people? There are male robbers and female prostitutes in our stomachs, why are we petitioning for the people? ?"
"Such an official! Damn it!"
"Yes! Damn it!"
All the people walked all the way and shouted all the way, the people nearby heard that they were all followers of Nan Bodhisattva, and they also heard that they were going to the yamen to seek justice from the officials. Many people also took to the streets, but most of them were only Dare to go alone, or dare not go alone, there are also people from the bottom who have been tortured and rushed out of their homes.
With such a big momentum, the yamen naturally called for a manpower. Xinghua's permanent troops were only a thousand, and their equipment had not been replaced for many years. The ordinary soldiers had no armor and were all clothed. Only the thousand households wore military uniforms and iron Fan Yang hats.
"Thousand households! The people are here!"
Qianhutong said sternly: "What are you afraid of! How can the rabble be compared to my Dayuan warriors!"
"Kill them without leaving a piece of armor!"
They stood outside the yamen, waiting for each other to rush over.
Compared to the saltmen, they at least have normal weapons and better physique than the saltmen.
However, there are a large number of Yanmin people, and many soldiers are uneasy.
The soldiers did not dare to speak loudly, they only dared to talk in a low voice.
They are from military households, and they have not fought for so many years. They are just like wolves who have never seen blood. The wolf nature has been wiped out, and there is more anxiety than excitement.
At this time, Lin Yuan had already joined Yang Zian and the others.
Lin Yuan brought more than a thousand people, plus Yanmin and the common people, at least three thousand people, but at this time there was no time to count the number of people.
After the two sides met, the momentum became even greater. Everyone on Lin Yuan's side was wearing rattan armor and holding long knives in their hands. They already knew what they were going to do now, and everyone had a solemn expression. Behind them, it is natural to feel a sense of security.
They stood outside the yamen, and Lin Yuan's people stopped the Yanmin people who wanted to rush over.
Yang Zian shouted over there: "Disarm and surrender, the Servant will not kill!"
Tong Laga shouted angrily: "You group of rebels! Wait for this thousand households to take your head!"
The soldiers did not dare to move, but stood in place, armed with weapons, waiting in full force.
After a stick of incense, Lin Yuan ordered, "Do it."
In the dark night, relying on the torches and candles was not bright enough. Tonglaga was waiting for the other party to attack, but they saw a dozen sparks flying towards them. Before they could recognize what it was, they saw The fire fell to the ground, and the loud noise was in the ear.
The fire exploded, the roar was harsh, and the iron pieces flew out. The soldiers in commoner clothes were shot into the body by the iron pieces, and the screams continued.
Yang Zian shouted again: "Disarm and don't kill!"
The soldiers were frightened by the stroke and dared not move.
Tong Laga was also scratched by the iron piece, and said with a grim expression: "I see who dares to retreat! Whoever retreats will die! Military law!"
Chen Bosong raised his sword and shouted, "Brothers, follow me!"
Zhu Yuanzhang followed: "New hatred and old hatred will be settled together today!"
Everyone could see that the opponent was at a disadvantage, and it was time to attack in one go. At this time, the Yanmin and the common people had been agitated to the extreme, and they all rushed forward with them as if they had been beaten with blood.
After all, Xinghua is a small town with no armed forces. It is said that there are more than 1,000 people. In fact, it is not bad to have 500 people.
This battle can only be a one-sided fight.
By the time everything subsided, it was already dawn, and there was still fog on the road.
Lin Yuan asked people to cook porridge directly by the roadside. The multi-grain porridge was filled with beans, wild vegetables, and some old rice. When it was cooked, it was more like a paste, but no one picked this. The food is already good.
"All in one go." Lin Yuan said, "Take Taizhou directly."
Taizhou's troops were originally not many, and it was naturally more convenient to take advantage of this opportunity to fight.
Chen Baisong thought the same way: "Line up at noon, gather people, and distribute weapons."
Zhu Yuanzhang also said: "If you take a rest, I'm afraid they will slack off."
People were talking in a low voice while leading Mufu.
"Sure enough, it's Nan Bodhisattva. I just saw a flash of fire, but I didn't expect such a big movement."
"It all exploded!"
"I have a bottom line in my heart now."
"Nan Bodhisattva also asks people to cook porridge. How much food does it cost, so many people."
"That's why I said, following Nan Bodhisattva is definitely better than following the dog court!"
"Now there is gooey 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 enough to eat and eat meat in a few years.
After the discussion, Lin Yuan stayed in Xinghua City to appease the hearts of the people, while Yang Zian and the others led people to attack the yamen in Taizhou province.
"Be careful with everything." Lin Yuan urged, "If you lose, don't fight recklessly."
Yang Zian smiled and said, "It's natural."
Most of the people left in Xinghua are children and female relatives. They all walked on the streets after things subsided. When they heard that they could get a share, they brought their own bowls, and went to the place where they got a bowl. He sat aside and drank.
Most of the wealthy households did not dare to go out and only dared to stay at home, but there were also smart wealthy households who came out on their own and pulled out the grain.
Grain is equivalent to the life-saving money of the rich.
A wealthy household came out, followed by a dozen households.
But there are also those who don't want to move. This is more unfortunate. Lin Yuan sent someone to guard the gate of the rich household, and he didn't say anything, just guarded it until the other party handed over the food.
Lin Yuan also knew that he could never turn a blind eye to these wealthy households at this time. According to historical records, Zhang Shicheng led people into the wealthy households, murdered and set fire to them, and stole money and grain.
It is conceivable that the salt people hate the rich households. Now he only asks the rich households to pay the grain. One is to quell the anger of the salt people, and the other is to save the lives of these rich households.
Xinghua can't get in or out now, and the wealthy people with a little brains know that now is the time to bow their heads.
Not only those who sent food, but also people who sent all the servants of the family to Lin Yuan.
Among them was a family with the surname of Zhao, who was particularly daring and brought almost all of his belongings.
Zhao Zirong stood opposite Lin Yuan. He had just handed over all the food, valuables, and servants to Lin Yuan, and finally got a chance to talk to Lin Yuan.
"I never thought that Nan Bodhisattva was actually a young man." Zhao Zirong smiled and was very gentle.
Lin Yuan also smiled: "Zhao Gongzi Gao Yi."
Zhao Zirong added: "Zhao is not talented, and he also has a few close friends. Whatever Nan Bodhisattva wants, just say it, and if you can get it, it will naturally be delivered to you."
This is the person who knows the current affairs, who knows when to hold on to whose thigh.
Lin Yuan nodded and said, "I will not be polite to Zhao Gongzi."
Food, money, these are of course necessities.
These people want to send, and Lin Yuan naturally refuses to come.
Don't send it... Does he have the ability to not send it
The wealthy households in Xinghua were bleeding profusely when they got home. Lin Yuan's people were at the door. They were always frightened. .
Naturally they also started to send.
But some people only give a little.
The people outside also closed, but they continued to stand at the door.
There is no other way but to continue to send it until it is emptied.
Looking at the food sent by the rich households, Lin Yuan's eyes were opened.
Together, these grains are enough to feed four or five thousand people for half a year.
The wealthy households have long been stockpiling grain. These grains include coarse grains and fine grains, new grains and old grains.
This is only a wealthy household in Xinghua.
What if it is a wealthy household in the whole of Taizhou
Lin Yuan felt that the food he needed next had already begun to emerge.
He doesn't hate the rich, and he doesn't think the rich should bear the responsibilities that others don't have to bear.
But now he is not alone, there are so many people to eat, and the crops in the fields cannot grow in a day.
Searching for rich households to support their own people is the only way now.
All he can do is to save the lives of these wealthy households.
What he is standing on now 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 comforting the hearts of the people.
Erliang was sent out to deal with the people.
"Nan Bodhisattva is here, you will definitely not have to suffer in the future, and you don't have to worry, this is what God means."
"Yeah, if you don't, you won't have to live a hard life in the future, if you don't have enough food, if you don't wear warm clothes, and the official above will lose your life if you say a word."
The female relatives were still a little worried. They sat together and waited for their husband, their younger brother, and their father to return.
"It will be a family in the future, so don't worry about it."
"That's right, you definitely haven't seen the battle just now, the court's dogs don't even have the strength to resist."
Che Gulu 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 young master Zhao's family has a great business, and he is a man of modesty in advancing and retreating. Lin Yuan is the first time he has seen the house.
This is the kind of house that carved beams and painted buildings are talking about.
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 there. The war was simple to say, but it was just two groups of people fighting back and forth, and whoever was stronger would win.
But to say it carefully, winning or losing has to pay the price of human life, which is always cruel.
It has been so since time immemorial.
From the beginning to the end of each dynasty, countless lives were filled in.
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Yang Er is an ordinary salt man, and his parents are also salt men. From birth, his fate has been doomed.
Since he was in his teens, he has been rowing boats to transport salt, and earning a living on meager wages. The Salt Director deducted his wages. He could only endure it. He took the salt, but was unwilling to give the money, saying that he would report to the court that he was guarding himself for stealing. If he did not comply, he would be beaten and scolded.
I can't get enough to eat 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 really are gods and Buddhas in this world, why have they suffered for so many years, but the gods and Buddhas turn a blind eye and never listen to the voices of believers
But the people around him gradually believed.
He asked them: "If there really is Nan Bodhisattva, why doesn't he appear in front of our eyes at this moment and come to help us?"
Those people said: "There are so many people in the world who suffer, even Nan Bodhisattva is not powerful enough. Now he thinks of us and came to save us, do you still blame him for coming too late?"
He asked, and felt that what the other party said was reasonable. He also began to hope, waiting for the arrival of May.
Yang Er had been waiting like this, but heard someone say that the Yellow River dug up a one-eyed stone man, which is why God wants them to go against the Yuan.
One-eyed stone man! Yang Er remembered the rumors.
Provoking the Yellow River to rebel against the world!
This is God calling them back!
On the contrary, they don't have to listen to the court, they don't have to struggle to survive, and they don't have to be bullied.
You can have a good time.
But Yang Er didn't dare to say it, he only dared to think about it in his heart.
After all, rebellion is a serious crime of beheading.
But at this time, Yang Er stood in the crowd with an axe in his hand, but his heart was very stable.
The day that was originally envisioned has finally arrived.
He can finally no longer have to worry about whether there is food in the pot tomorrow, and whether he can survive next year.
"Come on!" someone shouted in front.
Yang Er rushed out.
He brandished his axe, wondering if he had hit anyone.
There was a wailing sound in his ear, and he didn't know whether it was from the person on the opposite side or from his own.
When wielding 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 his axe and slashed at him.
The person in front of him fell, and he fell too.
The blood flowed from his chest, and Yang Er's eyes darkened as he groped for his axe on the ground.
The axe was the only valuable thing in his house.
He was a little flustered, opened his mouth to speak, but spat out a mouthful of blood.
It hurts a bit.
Yang Er touched his chest.
** of the 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 going to die
Yang Er thought to himself.
He hasn't eaten a few meats, hasn't worn good clothes, hasn't married a daughter-in-law, hasn't left one for his family, is he going to die
He thought again, fortunately 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 the next life, I can reincarnate 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 covered in blood, and he also had wounds of various sizes. Furious, the people next to him seemed to be infected by him, and they all rushed forward as if they were dying.
He was born in a gangster, and the people around him were originally people in his stockade.
Although these people are not vicious people, they can barely be regarded as experienced in battles. Compared with the salt people and the common people, they know better where the enemy's vital points are and how to protect themselves to the greatest extent.
In particular, they are still wearing rattan armor that they did not have before, and the knives in their hands are very sharp.
The team led by Chen Bosong is like a ghost.
They made a hole in the army of the court and made way for those behind.
Once the notch is opened, it is difficult to close it again.
Zhu Yuanzhang rushed in with more people.
When the war ended, it was already the second night.
All the corpses were lying on the ground. They cut off the head of Zhao Lian, the provincial political clerk, 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 with the letter: "How many people died?"
The man said quickly, "I haven't counted yet."
"Take a good count, bury the corpses, and don't teach them to destroy the corpse in the wilderness."
"Yes!"
Lin Yuan's mood was a little complicated. He sat on his seat and fell into deep thought.
To win Taizhou, the next step is to win Gaoyou.
There will be sacrifices at every step, but there will also be gains.
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"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 someone back first."
Lin Yuan frowned and looked at the injuries on Chen Bosong's body: "You haven't dealt with these injuries yet?"
Chen Bosong: "I can't die."
Lin Yuan was speechless and choked. After a while, he said, "Take off your clothes and I'll give you medicine."
Chen Bosong said with a smile: "Master, I have taken more serious injuries, it's nothing."
Lin Yuan rolled up his sleeves: "I am the young master, are you the young master? Listen to me or listen to you?"
Chen Bosong: "Listen to you, 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 a cold if you're naked.
Lin Yuan held the medicinal powder in his hand and asked Erliang to make a basin of hot water.
Chen Bosong is tall and tangled in his muscles, but he doesn't look rough, lean and powerful in the past, and he doesn't know how to practice it.
Lin Yuan looked very envious, and almost drooled at Chen Bosong's muscles.
He has practiced by himself for so long, and now he only has four-pack abs, and it is not obvious that he works hard.
Just as Lin Yuan wiped the wound on Chen Bosong's shoulder with a handkerchief moistened with hot water, Chen Bosong's body began to tremble.
Lin Yuan: "What are you shaking?"
Chen Bosong coughed: "Itching."
Lin Yuan: "I touched your ticklish flesh?"
Chen Bosong said: "You continue, I can't stand it."
Lin Yuan switched to his arm this time.
Chen Bosong continued to tremble.
"Still itchy?" Lin Yuan asked strangely.
"You have itchy flesh all over your body?"
Chen Baisong said: "It doesn't itch if you use more force. You feel itchy when you hit it so lightly."
Lin Yuan: "You are injured. If I am strong, you will hurt."
Chen Baisong: "I have rough skin and flesh, and I don't feel pain."
Lin Yuan couldn't do anything about it, and he started a little harder, and Chen Bosong stopped shaking.
"Are you afraid when you fight?" Lin Yuan asked.
Chen Bosong shook his head: "What's so scary about this, I'm used to it."
"When was the first time you killed someone?" Lin Yuan sprinkled medicinal powder on the wound.
Chen Baisong took a breath: "Three years ago, I met a robber on the road that time."
Lin Yuan: "Are you afraid?"
Chen Baisong rubbed his neck: "I have had nightmares for several nights, and I always feel that he is coming to me in the middle of the night."
"Afterwards, I won't be afraid if I kill more. 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 injury, almost all of them were old scars.
It was extremely ferocious, and Chen Bosong could clearly see the outline of the muscles on his arms without using any force.
There was still sweat on his body, and his hair was slightly damp.
"You can have a good rest during this time." Lin Yuan said, "We will talk about the attack on Gaoyou in two months, and stabilize Taizhou first."
Some people are already cleaning up the government office, and most of the salt people have also come back, gathering together to share the mud.
Because the weather is getting hotter, the food will go rancid after a long time, so they are all cooked and boiled now, and you have to wait for a while.
But no one urged them. They were all sitting on the ground, some were drinking water, some were lying on the ground to rest, and the injured were all in the house.
The women brought by Lin Yuan had also been brought into the city before. They were used to helping take care of the injured, and their hands and feet were very quick.
At this time, no one paid attention to the defense of men and women.
In a poor family, men and women are under one roof, and it is a joke to pay attention to the defense of men and women.
That's something that the rich can only pay attention to.
"Those women are so fast."
"Yeah, they are my hands, but I wrapped it and took medicine."
"What medicine?"
"How do I know? It's not so painful after taking the medicine."
When it comes to women, they seem to have a spirit.
"Those women were brought by Nan Bodhisattva. They are really spirited. I asked them before. They said that they were never hungry when they were in Zhuangzi.
"They had a great time."
"You don't know, they eat fish every day. Even if there is no fish, there is fish soup."
"There's no shortage of salt either."
"Now that Nan Bodhisattva has come to us, can we live like this in the future?"
"Definitely! You see, Nan Bodhisattva has asked people to cook it for me now, so I'm full! When did you have enough food before?"
"I didn't have to eat a full meal in the past year, so I tightened my belt to live. If I really can't do it, I just drink water. It's okay to mix it with water. If I drink too much, I have to spit it out, or keep peeing."
As they spoke, they all felt that the future was bright.
As long as there is hope, you can persevere.