Eighth year of Chongzhen

Chapter 451 From Thief to Master Wang
The large fields in the northwest of Phi Island are lush and green, and the wheat that has survived several cold winters is growing gratifyingly. Judging from the situation, if there are no major natural disasters, this year will be a bumper harvest year.

Feng An, who was over [-] years old, held a hoe in both hands, and was digging the grass and loosening the soil with his head bowed. His wife was doing the same work in another ridge.

Feng An was originally from Liaoyang, but after witnessing the fierceness of Jiannu, Liaoyang was no longer safe, so he had to flee southeast with his family to his relatives in Zhenjiang Fort.

Unexpectedly, not long after, the Jiannu army swept across the entire Liaodong, and Zhenjiang Fort could no longer be held. When the family was planning to flee to Jinzhou, and then fled to Shandong by boat, Mao Wenlong and Mao Shuai came. Feng An's family followed a large number of Liao Han people to Phi Island.

Later, Mao Shuai issued an order to let everyone grow grain, and the newly cultivated land was exempted from tax for three years. The seeds were distributed free of charge by the government.

After receiving Mao Shuai's general order, Feng An's family, like everyone else, devoted themselves to reclaiming wasteland and farming. In the end, their family opened up fifteen acres of wasteland, and planted it after receiving the seeds from the Marshal's mansion. .

Because it is a newly cultivated field, the land is not strong enough, and the watering and fertilization have not kept up. In the first year, only [-] stones of grain were harvested on the [-] mu of land, and it was only a few buckets per mu of land. The harvest was not good. Good, but food for a family is enough.

From the second year onwards, more wells and ditches were built, irrigation and fertilization was not as cramped as in the first year, and individuals took care of the fields more attentively. When the summer harvest came, Feng An's family's [-] mu of land had been harvested. The grain of the sixteen shi has almost caught up with the output of the fields in Liaoyang.

Just when everyone was happily looking forward to a better life in the future, Mao Shuai was suddenly beheaded by Yuan Dushi.

Afterwards, all kinds of internal strife began on the islands in Liaodong. Every day, people were beheaded by their own people. The people on the island were panic-stricken and didn't know what happened.

Feng An couldn't figure it out, Mao Shuai took in so many Han people from the Liao region, and often took his troops across the sea to kill Jiannu, and brought back a lot of supplies. He was clearly a hero of Ming Dynasty, a loyal minister, why? Was he beheaded by that bigger official?What's the matter with killing your own family members?
If Mao Shuai died at the hands of Jiannu, Feng An would be very sad, and even thought of killing some Jiannu to avenge him, but what's the matter if he died at the hands of his own family?

Amid the fear and fear of many people, the days passed year by year, and the hearts of the people on the island gradually dispersed.Seeing that the situation was not good, many people directly gave up the reclaimed fields, took a boat and fled to Shandong. Feng An's family stayed on the island because they were greedy for the ten acres of land they had worked so hard to serve.

Unexpectedly, in the ninth year of Chongzhen, Jiannu suddenly dispatched a large army to land on the island, fought a bloody battle with the officers and soldiers guarding the island, and took the entire Phi Island there. Leaving, most of the food in the family was also robbed.

In the next few years, all the production in the fields had to be handed over to the bannermen in the village, and the family could only keep a small amount of rations just enough to make ends meet, and the adults were assigned a lot of heavy and arduous work.

Seeing the children screaming and starving every day, Feng An's heart was filled with depression all day long. In just a few years, he, who had just turned thirty, was already as old as a fifty-year-old man.

Feng An, who was weeding, stopped his work, slowly straightened his waist to relax his sore back, his eyes were full of melancholy and fear.

He has already heard from his own bannerman master that the emperor of the Qing Dynasty wanted to recruit men from the Eight Banners who were over 14 years old and under 50 years old, and his family's bannerman master was also on the list. The family smoked Yiding to go into battle, and asked him to pack up, maybe he would join the army in a few days.

He looked sideways at the woman who was still working with her head bowed, feeling extremely sad.

I have two sons and one daughter. The 14-year-old eldest son went to the master's house to help with work today. The 12-year-old second boy took his eight-year-old daughter to the mountain to cut firewood. If he left, let these boys and them go Mother, these days are hard, if they die in battle, what will they do in the future.

Looking back, Feng An sighed, and was about to lower his head and continue working. Suddenly, he felt a familiar red streak passing by in the distance. Feng An suddenly raised his head and widened his eyes. Red, a large number of soldiers in red cotton armor appeared in his sight.

"Official army? It's the official army!! Damn it! It's our Daming's official army!! Look, look! Mao Shuai's men were wearing this kind of armor back then!"

Feng An threw down the hoe, turned his head like crazy and yelled at the woman who was working, his face turned red instantly, and the veins on his neck swelled.

Definitely the official army!Daming's official army!
Feng An believed in his own eyes, the Jiannu army did not have this kind of bright red armor that was so exciting to look at.

As the group of soldiers got closer and closer, Feng An became more certain of his judgment after seeing their faces clearly, they were definitely the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty!

He didn't care about his mother-in-law's reaction, straightened up, waved his arms and shouted, regardless of stepping on the wheat seedlings in the field, he ran towards the Ming army a few miles away.

Li Dingguo looked at the shabby man who was brought before him by the soldiers, and couldn't help feeling deeply.

The man stared at a pair of bright and startling eyes, and kept rambling in his mouth, what kind of injustice is Mao Shuai? Hearing something like Master Wang, he suddenly knelt down and began to cry loudly.

He didn't expect that he, a thief, would become the master of the king.

Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day.

When I first read this poem, I didn't have any special feelings. Maybe Master Wang is just a symbol, and it doesn't exist in reality.

The current scene overturned his cognition.

Unexpectedly, the master Wang described by Lu Fangweng really existed, and it was deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.

Li San, who is proficient in human feelings, took off the skin bag, bent down and handed it to Feng An who was crying bitterly. After drinking a few sips of water, Feng An's mood gradually calmed down.

When Chen Zhi arrived with the follow-up soldiers, Li Dingguo reported to Feng An the situation he had heard from Feng An. After Chen Zhi thought about it for a while, he decided to form a team of [-] people and divide the whole army into five teams, separated by a distance. Move forward.

The first team, led by Li Dingguo, let Feng An lead the way, and attacked the villages several miles away first, and wiped out all those who dared to resist, regardless of Manchu and Han, but innocent people were not allowed to be injured. Violators were punished according to military discipline.

Li Dingguo returned to the front line after receiving the order, and after a brief discussion with He Wannian, he led the front team straight to Zhuangzi, which was covered by woods several miles away.

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(End of this chapter)