The rise of the poor

Chapter 1711 The luck is now, the Japanese pirates arrive

The next day, before dawn, Zhu Pingan led the Zhejiang army to get busy in the Jiaochang area in charge, receiving and arranging the common people who watched the sea sacrifice.

In fact, in the middle of the night, many ordinary people have already arrived at the sea sacrifice site one after another.

Zhao Wenhua intends to make this year's sea sacrifice to an unprecedented and historical level. In order to let as many people as possible to watch the sea sacrifice, Zhao Wenhua still cares about the common people.As soon as they heard that people came to watch the ceremony overnight, they ordered the soldiers of the battalions to boil hot water and pancakes early, so that every common people who came to participate in the sea sacrifice would have hot water to drink and pancakes to eat.

Not only that, Zhao Wenhua also uncharacteristically pulled down his body to condolences to the people who came to watch the sea sacrifice, asking for their health
The common people were very simple. Seeing that Zhao Wenhua was ordering hot water pancakes and asking for warmth, they all called Zhao Wenhua Zhao Qingtian, making Zhao Wenhua enjoy it as if he had drunk fine nectar and jade wine.

When it was dawn, the sea sacrifice site was already full of people, shoulder to shoulder, and extremely lively.

There were too many people, and it was too chaotic. The common people came and went, walked around, and looked around curiously at the sea sacrifice site. There were even many vendors selling food and toys doing business in the site...

Zhu Pingan looked at the scene and couldn't help scratching his head.Although Zhao Wenhua also adopted his own suggestion yesterday and ordered the battalions to restrict the movement of people in the area they are in charge of, but except for the area he is in charge of, the other battalions have implemented it in a mess, and Zhao Wenhua also turned a blind eye to this, and did not emphasize or pursue the responsibility of each battalion. As a result, the battalions became more and more perfunctory, and the order to restrict the movement of the people became a dead letter.

If the movement of people is restricted and the people are resettled by area, even if Japanese pirates sneak into the sacrificial place in a village or area, it is easy to be caught out. Even if outstanding talents are caught, it is not easy to cause trouble because they cannot move around at will.

But now...

If there are Japanese pirates infiltrating the sacrificial offering place to destroy it, it will be like entering an uninhabited land, and the consequences will be disastrous...

No matter how good the policy is, if it cannot be implemented, it will be a blank sheet of paper!
"Mass egg!"

"Stupid!"

Zhu Ping'an glanced around the chaotic and lively funeral scene, glanced at the handsome tent, and cursed twice involuntarily.

"Hehe, who offended my nephew? Tell uncle, and I will teach him a lesson for you."

A familiar voice came from beside his ear, and Zhu Pingan turned his head to look at Marquis Linhuai who was like an iron ball.

"Oh, uncle, I'm scolding the Japanese pirates. If there are no stupid Japanese pirates to do harm, why would we need to go through all this trouble?"

Zhu Pingan said nonsense with a natural expression on his face. If he was telling the truth, he would not be offended from the top to the bottom.

"Indeed, these days of murderous Japanese pirates are full of evil, and it is not an exaggeration to cut them into pieces." Linhuaihou nodded, and then said, "However, it is because of these heavenly murderous Japanese pirates that there are where we come in.”

"What uncle said is true." Zhu Pingan said casually.

"Hehe, thanks to my nephew reminding me yesterday that my Jianghuai camp has set up a big camp again. Governor Zhang inspected the sacrificial site last night and saw that the antlers and ditches of our Jianghuai camp are heavily guarded. Your Zhe Army camp and our Jianghuai Dajian are the best." Marquis Linhuai patted Zhu Ping'an's shoulder thankfully, and said with a smile.

Zhu Pingan was polite, chatted with Marquis Linhuai for a while, and took the opportunity to tell Marquis Linhuai to be more vigilant. According to the order issued by Mr. Zhao last night, the movement of people in the area under his charge was restricted. If you are a gangster, you must be more vigilant, secretly identify and so on.

"Hehe, my nephew is still worried that the Japanese pirates will sneak into the sacrificial offerings and cause damage?" Marquis Linhuai said with a nonchalant smile, "With so many officers and soldiers staring at us, none of the common people can bring weapons into the venue, even if there are some Japanese pirates When I came in, I just hid some short soldiers, how much damage the Japanese pirates armed with short soldiers can cause, in front of us, it is the military merit sent to the door..."

In front of the officers and soldiers of the guards, the Japanese pirates with short blades are not military merits sent to the door, but wolves who are difficult to deal with.

In the hands of unarmed common people, it is even more fatal...

However, it does not coincide.

You can never wake up a person who is pretending to be asleep, especially when there is not only one but a group of people pretending to be asleep.

"My lord, is it useful to sacrifice to the sea? After offering sacrifices to the sea, can the Sea God help us destroy Japanese pirates on the sea?" Liu Dadao asked with a confused look on his face as he approached Zhu Pingan while maintaining order.

"Confucius said that he respects ghosts and gods and stays away." Zhu Pingan shook his head slightly, and said slowly, "Our Huaxia family has always been self-reliant and self-reliant, and we don't rely on praying for gods and worshiping Buddha, even in myths and legends. The sky is broken, daughter When the flood came, Yu dug the river to control the water; after ten days of exposure to the sun, Yi shot nine days to keep one; when the disease came, Shennong tasted a hundred herbs and cured it. It is ourselves, not ghosts and gods, that determine our destiny. "

"I understand." Liu Dadao nodded, and then asked again, "My lord, will Japanese pirates come to make trouble today?"

"The Japanese pirates will definitely come to make trouble." Zhu Pingan said with a confident face.

The reason why Zhu Ping'an is so sure is not only based on his understanding and analysis of Wang Zhi, Xu Hai and other Japanese pirates, but also based on himself.

"Glorious ancestors." Zhu Pingan stood on the slope and muttered to himself.

The mysterious and mysterious luck appeared out of nowhere in Zhu Ping'an's field of vision on the sacrifice field, and blood red and black occupied the main colors of the field.

The bloody disaster and death energy represented by this, if the Japanese pirates did not come to make trouble, how could there be such a serious bloody disaster and death energy.

Looking in all directions, Zhu Pingan found that there was nothing abnormal in the four directions of east, west, south, and north, but there was mixed luck in the altar.

It can be seen that Japanese pirates have already mixed in, and there are still a lot of them.

It's a pity that luck can't help you distinguish which one is a Japanese pirate and which is an ordinary person. Everyone's heads are covered with mixed luck of white, black, and blood red.That's right, no matter what level the Japanese pirates are in, whether it's cannon fodder, a small boss, or even a self-proclaimed general or king, their luck is all white.

At seven quarters before sunrise, the Hong bell rang, indicating that the auspicious time had come, and the sea sacrifice ceremony was just beginning.

On the platform for offering sacrifices to the sea, nine strong men dressed in Taoist warriors walked onto the platform bare-chested, stood in front of the nine gigantic cowhide drums, held the drumsticks with both hands, and beat the drums with all their strength. .

dong dong dong.
After the nine drums, the sound of sacrificial music sounded. Zhao Wenhua, who was bathing and changing clothes, took the lead, and Zhang Jing was half a step behind. Except for officials such as Zhu Ping'an and Linhuaihou who were in charge of the order in the area, the rest of the officials followed closely and went up to the altar. .

"The priest is in place! Offer food!"

Sacrificial offerings decorated with red silk, such as ox heads, sheep heads, pig heads, beans, wine bottles, and silk, were offered on the altars.

A group of people stretched their necks and looked up, with excited expressions.

(End of this chapter)