please make me king

Qingjian County, Yan'an Prefecture.

Although it was early summer and the trees were lush, it was still hard to hide a desolate scene.

From the seventh year of the Apocalypse to this year, there have been severe droughts in Yulin, Yan'an and other places year after year, and many crops have died. It has been a full ten years.

And in these ten years, not only Qingjian, but also Yulin and Yan'an experienced mutiny, civil uprising, captive bandits, and the encirclement and suppression by Ming officers and soldiers.

The formerly bustling and bustling mountain village has already been empty with almost no living people.

Outside the village are stretches of elm forests. The bark of the elm trees has been stripped clean by hungry people, exposing the white trunks wrapped inside. At first glance, it looks like a forest of bones.

And in this "forest of bones", there were a few shouts in Russia, and then a mouse "screamed" out of the forest.

"Hurry up, hurry up, a mouse has escaped!" Following the shouts of the crowd, a half-sized man rushed out, spotted the mouse, and rushed forward.

"Ah, it bit me!" The half-sized kid screamed strangely, and then he raised the "prey" in his hand excitedly, regardless of the blood on his hand, and said excitedly, "I caught it, I caught it, I have meat tonight!" ate!"

"Okay, okay, that's good!" Then another young man in a Confucian shirt ran out, holding a handful of corn in his hand.

And behind the young man in Confucian shirts, seven or eight people came one after another, either holding pointed wooden sticks and spades, or holding some corn, grass seeds, beans and other things in their hands.

"Hey, it's really developed this time, dozens of catties of grain were pulled out from a mouse hole, now we can have a full meal!" The half-sized man with the mouse in his hand looked at the grain in everyone's hands , couldn't help but excitedly said.

It's just that as soon as he said this, the expression of the young man in the Confucian shirt at the head darkened, and he remembered something unhappy.

"Brother Fu, what's the matter with you?" the half-sized boy couldn't help but open his mouth to ask.

"These things are 'poisons'. You can't eat too much, or you will easily get sick!" Then "Brother Fu" couldn't help explaining.

"Ham, what am I supposed to be!" The half-grown man said disdainfully, "Without this 'poison', I might not be able to live for a few days, so why bother with so much?"

"Brother Fu" became more and more panicked when he heard the words, and couldn't help persuading him: "Actually, you don't have to follow me. I heard that there is no porridge in the county town, so it's not a problem if you go there to eat half full. "

"Manly man, if you get fame and fame right away, how can you eat people's food?" Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man laughed and said, "Isn't this what Brother Fu taught me?"

It turned out that this "Brother Fu" was none other than Fu Dingchen, who had skinned Qingzhu, and had changed his name to Fu Shan and Fu Qingzhu just to avoid capture by the rebel army.

Since he and Xue Zongzhou, Wang Rujin and Bai Yuncai said that the gentry in Guanzhong had failed to raise troops, some of them fled to Yulin and Yan'an Prefecture, intending to recruit refugees to rebel.

Their idea is very simple, since these people have no food and can't survive, they can rebel against Ming Dynasty, so it is only natural to encourage them to raise troops to rebel against the "King of Qin". …

However, when they arrived in northern Shaanxi, they found that things were completely opposite to what they had imagined.

For one thing, "the king of Qin pretended to be benevolent and righteous", and set up porridge on credit in places with a large population, such as counties and towns, to help the victims.

Second, magistrates and gentry from all over the country began to recruit people and resume production.

Three, after a year of natural disasters, the Yan'an mansion has already been empty, and it is difficult to recruit Ding Zhuang to raise troops.

As a result, everyone wasted more than a month here, but they only recruited hundreds of hungry people, to no avail.

In desperation, Fu Shan discussed with Xue Zongzhou, Wang Rujin, Bai Yuncai and others: "Now the bandits are quite powerful, and I can't control them. If you raise troops rashly, you will be suppressed."

"Now we have inquired and found out that the main force of the 'thieves' has been exhausted, leaving Lu Xiangsheng, Chen Changlan and others stationed in Yulin, Xi'an and other places."

"If we can borrow elite soldiers from the Tartars to kill the generals, Shaanxi will be in chaos. When the 'Shun Bandits' retreat without a fight, Shanxi and the capital will be preserved!"

These people still don't know that Zhu Xieyuan from the Zuozhu Kingdom is dead, and his mentor Yuan Jixian has been imprisoned. They also know that the Ming army is fighting hard with the "Shun Bandits" outside Taiyuan City, and they are waiting for themselves and others to relieve them.

After some discussion, the four finally decided that Xue Zongzhou, Fu Qingzhu, and Bai Yuncai would lead the other students to recruit the refugee Ding Zhuang in three ways, while Wang Rujin would lead a few people all the way north to borrow money from the "Tarjah" outside the Great Wall. soldier.

Not to mention how these people are, let's say that Wang Rujin left Yan'an Mansion and went all the way north, and arrived in the territory of Ao'er Dusi in a short time.

However, the tribes of the Ao'er Dusi were frightened by the rebels last time, and they were punished by Lu Xiangsheng, so how dare they invade now?

They couldn't help saying to Wang Rujin, "If you want to fight against King Shun, you must return to General Suicheng."

Wang Rujin was helpless, although he didn't want to deal with Houjin, but now the situation was stronger than others, so he had to leave Aoer Dusi, holding his nose and rushing all the way to Guihua City.

Now, traveling for more than [-] miles, seven or eight good horses were killed, and it took four or five days to reach Guihua City.

However, the formerly prosperous Guihua City has suffered several wars, and now it is still in ruins, with a lot of damage.

"Ahem!" Wang Rujin coughed twice before entering the city with his followers.

Shanxi is close to the frontier, and there are many people who understand Mongolian, so there is no language barrier.

A follower had inquired about it a long time ago, and then reported to Wang Rujinhui: "It's a coincidence that you came sooner than later. I just found out that the general of Guihua City just came to the city today, and it's time to go to see him."

"Oh? There is a Han Chinese who wants to see me, claiming to know the reality of the 'Shun Thief'?" Dorgon, the "Prince of the Great Qing Dynasty and Shuorui", just rushed to Guihua City, and before he had time to rest, he listened to Renhui's report .

"This is really just about to doze off, and someone gave me a pillow, let him come in!"

"Ahem, student Wang Rujin has met General Guihua City!" Not long after, a tall young man stepped forward and saluted generously.

"You don't need to be too polite. This king is Prince Rui. He is temporarily serving as the general of Guihua City. I wonder if you have anything to see me for?" Dorgon asked directly.

"Prince Rui, please forgive me!" Wang Rujin couldn't help being overjoyed upon hearing this, and quickly responded.

"Students in Shanxi have no choice but to hate that the country has fallen into the hands of 'thieves'. Now that the main force of 'thieves' has been exhausted, Shaanxi is empty."

"There are only two battalions of Lu Xiangsheng in Yulin and Chen Changbing in Xi'an, and the rest are not to be feared."

"This opportunity must not be missed, and it will never come again. I also hope that Prince Rui will sort out the troops as soon as possible, and go all the way south to achieve an eternal achievement!"

"Oh? There are only two battalions?" Dorgon dared not answer.

"That's right, Yu Chongxiao from Yansui, Zhang Fengyi from Yan'an, Cao Wenzhao from Ningxia, and Guanfumin all went east, and none of them stayed behind." Wang Rujin couldn't help explaining.

"Okay, if that's the case, after you succeed, this king will definitely remember your great merit!" Dorgon couldn't help but excitedly said.

"Ahem, I will fulfill my mission!" That Wang Rujin didn't think much of him, but he had nothing to ask for, so he had to pretend to be a snake.

"Eh? Sir, what's the matter?" Seeing him coughing non-stop, Dorgon couldn't help asking with concern.

"Without him, I ran all the way, and I just felt the wind and cold!" Wang Rujin waved his hand and said indifferently.

"After three or two days of hard work, it will be fine!"