The Great Ming Reversal

Chapter 3: For survival

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The forty-seventh year of Ming Wanli, which is 1619. Ming Shenzong will hang the ball next year. This old guy has been in power for forty-eight years and is famous for not going to court. But people are stunned by what they want. First, there was Zhang Juzheng's New Deal, which made Wanli ZTE at the beginning of Wanli. After the three major expeditions of Wanli, Emperor Wanli shined through the annals of history. It's a pity. Later, the Qing Dynasty's pen was used to write history books, but his face was often discredited.

It's just a pity, the Emperor Wanli will hang up next year, this is still a game! No, did I just come to the Ming Dynasty like this? Oh my god! Are you playing with me? Wei Ming suddenly had an urge to ask the gods. What did your old man want to do when I got me here!

"Gurulu." Suddenly, his stomach cried out of disappointment. Wei Ming glanced at the buddy with embarrassment. The dude also heard the sound of Wei Ming's belly drumming. But he was very self-aware. His eyes looked around, as if he didn't know anything. He didn't want to offend this person who had an unknown background but could eat dry wine.

"Um, what, do you have any food here?" Wei Ming asked embarrassedly. I regret that the prodigal wife did not eat last night. Makes it already hungry now. People are iron rice or steel, and if you don't eat a meal, you panic. The ancients don't deceive me.

"Fan, this..." The guy sneaked a glance at the cigarette in Wei Ming's hand, swallowed and spit. He had heard of dry wine a long time ago, and he had also seen someone use a snuff bottle to smoke. But I have never seen Wei Ming smoke like this. Everything in Wei Ming is new to him and full of attraction to him.

"Ah, you want to have one too, come, here." Wei Ming drew out a cigarette and handed it to his buddy, then lit it with a lighter. When the flames emerged from the lighter, everyone onlookers stepped back and looked at Wei Ming in shock, with fear and awe flashing in their eyes. The look in Wei Ming's eyes looked like a god.

"Oh, this is the god sent by God to save us! Hurry up, everyone, kneel down to the god, god! Save us!" The response of the crowd surprised Wei Ming. Together with the buddies around Wei Ming also knelt down. Wei Ming is now surrounded by a halo, making people afraid to look directly. I was here to watch the excitement, but now I suddenly felt that Wei Ming turned out to be a god. The big guy felt a little nervous in his heart, feeling that what he did just now was disrespect of the gods, fearing that the gods would punish them, feeling anxious, two battles, almost wanting to go first.

"What are you doing? Why did I become a god? Everyone, get up, get up!" Wei Ming was kneeling for the first time, whether he was in his past or in this life. There was a little fear in my heart, and at the same time there was some little joy. The feeling of being kneeled by someone turned out to be like this, um, no wonder those Tarts are so willing to let people kneel down.

"God, please forgive us for our disrespect to you just now. We have no eyes and offended you, so you must not blame us!" An old man knelt over from the crowd and said with tears in his nose. The older a person is, the more respect he has for the gods. The more I believe that there is a god in this world. What's more, now it's a feudal society, and the big guys are convinced that this world has gods. The emperor says that he is the emperor of true life or the emperor of true dragon. How can people not believe that he has received such an education since he was a child? Wei Ming did not grow up in feudalism. He was born in New China and grew up under the red flag. There is no opportunity for feudalism to poison him. Suddenly an old man knelt down in front of him, and he felt no joy at all. Some are just panic.

"Oh, old man, get up quickly. I'm not a god, and I don't dare to accept your kneeling." Wei Ming jumped up from the bench cleverly, and ran to the old man with a deep foot and a shallow foot. He knelt down as soon as his knees softened. The old man knocked him a head, and he knocked the old man a head. The two of them performed such an amazing scene on the street like a strange flower. But none of the people present was amused. On the contrary, Wei Ming kowtowed even more in horror. The knock is getting heavier and heavier. They were crying in their mouths, asking Wei Ming to forgive them. In their eyes, Wei Ming's approach is obviously not to forgive them. Makes them panic all day long. If this offends the gods, the life that was not so easy will be even worse. What can I do? Can people live in this world

This scared Wei Ming enough, and the sound of one by one kowtow made Wei Ming almost urinating. It was as if the drums were beating in his heart, and the drumsticks were beating heavily on Wei Ming's heart. If this continues, it will have to kill people!

This is not a solution. Wei Ming's eyes rolled, he got up on his mind, stood up from the ground, and said very righteously: "Okay, sir, don't worship anymore. I can already see that your sincerity is coming. I am. Well, I won't care about you today. Okay, let's get up everybody." Sure enough, when Wei Ming said this, the big guy calmed down, and he was grateful to Wei Ming with his nose and tears. Wei Ming couldn't help but wiped a cold sweat. What the hell. This ancient man is a bit too cheated. How can this be? If something you don’t know appears, you think it’s a god? Then if I ask you to rebel with me, what happened to you really following me? But it is really possible. In a few years, various rebels will appear. I'm really not sure about this.

"God, we did a lot of wrong things today. We don’t ask you to forgive us completely, but if you want to punish us, please punish us. But don’t send God’s punishment! We are willing to worship you from generation to generation. , I will light the eternal lamp for you, and be enshrined by the people forever!" The old man knocked his head again and said.

"Oh, I don't have to. I'm a bit hungry now. If you can fill me up, then I will be satisfied." Wei Ming thought beautifully in his heart. Well, let's lie to a meal first. No, how can it be said to be a lie? I am guiding them correctly. It is to light the eternal lamp, and it is also to enshrine, that would cost much money! That's a waste. How can this be done? Whatever it is, it is also a real benefit from a meal! Well, that's how it is.

The more I thought about it, the more reasonable it was, and the guilt in Wei Ming's heart was not so strong. For the gratitude of the people, I feel a little at ease.

"Ah, the gods are hungry, go home and prepare meals for the gods! Take out the best things in your house and worship the gods!" The old man called in front, and the big guy stood up numbly, and disappeared instantly. Up. Only the buddy was still kneeling there.

"Okay, get up, too." Wei Ming watched as he held the cigarette in his mouth. He didn't dare to inhale or spit it out. He was stupefied by the smoky smoke there, and he looked uncomfortable. After talking for so long, the cigarette has already burned to the butt of the cigarette, and the goods are still held there. Wei Ming sincerely wants to ask this guy, is it not uncomfortable for you

"Thank God." The guy quickly stood up, the cigarette in his mouth was hot and uncomfortable, but he didn't dare to take it off. There was even a little pride in my heart. This is a reward from the gods, and no one else has it. At the same time, there are some worries. After all, he was rude to Wei Ming. Although the god is magnanimous and doesn't mean to care about, but the man is still a little worried.

"What's your name?" Wei Ming sat on the bench again, with Erlang's legs upturned, with a sense of local master.

"My name is Li Niu, and I am from Lijia Station in Mizhi County, Shaanxi." Li Niu lowered his head and said nervously.

"Li Niu, yes, yes. Hmm? No, your name is Li Niu? A person from Lijia Station in Mizhi County?" Wei Ming had originally wanted to say two scenes, even if it was over. But I didn't expect to meet people there.

"Yeah, what, what's the matter?" Li Niu panicked, wondering if he had said something wrong, or if the people at Li's station had offended the gods blindly

"Ah, it's okay, it's okay." Wei Ming was in a daze. Li's station, Li Zicheng is the Li's station!

(Sorry, two books are written together, and the protagonist’s name is often confused, sin.)