Chongzhen Daming: Starting from Coal Mountain

Chapter 145: March of Suffering
Let's talk about Qin Wang Shizi later.

When we crossed the river, there were already dark clouds, and there was even a downpour of rain on the Yanziji Wharf.

Not long after Shizi Qin went ashore, the heavy rain chased him from the south bank of the Yangtze River to Jiangbei, and Shizi Qin who was walking behind was immediately drenched.

Gu Gao, Wu Yingji and others were at the end.

"Hurry up, find a place to hide from the rain!" Wu Yingji closed the folding fan in his hand and ran to the side of the official road.

Hearing Wu Yingji's greeting, Fang Yizhi, Gu Gao, Mao Xiang and other young masters, as well as their companions from poor families, fled in all directions, preparing to seek shelter from the rain by the side of the official road.

However, just as these scholars dispersed, dozens of riders galloped over.

"Hey, can you give me a ride? Thank you." Gu Gao didn't know what happened, so he took the initiative to greet these barbarians, hoping that they could take him for a while.

This will save some rain.

They used to get along very well with Yi Ding when they were in Nanjing.

As a result, as soon as Gu Gao finished speaking, the Yi Ding who was rushing to the front had already whipped his horse whip over. Hearing the bang, a blood mark instantly appeared on Gu Gao's face.

Suffering such a heavy blow and humiliation all of a sudden, Gu Gao was stunned.

Since childhood, Gu Gao has been well-clothed and well-fed, how has he ever suffered such humiliation?
Not only Gu Gao, but also young masters such as Fang Yizhi and Wu Yingji were instantly stunned.

Even if a few sons of aristocratic families are like this, let alone those poor scholars, they are all stupid in place.

"All go back!" Dozens of barbarians guarded the sides of the official road, and the barbarians headed by them shouted sharply, "Anyone who dares to scurry around will be whipped twenty times! Go back!"

Under Yi Ding's scolding, the humble scholars took the lead to return to the official road.

Gu Gao, Wu Yingji and other young masters are still standing beside the official road.

"Deaf?" Yi Ding pointed at Gu Gao and other young masters with his horsewhip, and shouted sharply, "Go back to the official road and continue marching. Let alone rain, even if there are knives falling from the sky, I will continue to march!"

"It's an insult to the gentleness, it's an insult to the gentleness!" Gu Gao said angrily, "I want to sue you to the Holy One!"

"You want to sue us against the Holy Spirit?" The leader Yi Jiang slowly pulled out the steel knife from his waist, and said coldly, "Yes, I will take your head to see the Holy Driver!"

Gu Gao couldn't help but gasped.

Because from Yi Jiang's icy eyes, Gu Gao felt an undisguised killing intent.

Obviously, if he dared to say no again at this time, he would be killed immediately.

Wu Yingji and the other young masters also discovered this, and rushed forward to set up Gu Gao before walking back, while saying to the barbarian repeatedly: "Your Majesty, calm down, let's go back to the road."

Gu Gao's face turned blue and then turned pale, and he was really scared in his heart, so he was carried away by Wu Yingji and the others.

But at the same time, I also made up my mind in my heart that when I camp tonight, I must sue the barbarians to the Holy One. These barbarians just don't know my Chinese etiquette, and dare to abuse my scholars like this!hateful!

The barbarian saw through Gu Gao's mind, and said with a snort, "You still want to sue me with the sage? Just sue, and don't forget to report my name to the sage, my name is Meng Ketu!"

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This heavy rain not only hit Gu Gao and the others from aristocratic families.

Even Chongzhen was drenched and did not hide from the rain.

This is the army, just as Meng Ketu said to Gu Gao and the others, let alone rain when they are marching, even if there are knives falling from the sky, they must march as usual!
However, the invisible and intangible enemies should not be underestimated either.

"Fu Shan, come here." Chongzhen beckoned Fu Shan to come to him.

Fu Shan, who was marching barefoot with cloth shoes on his shoulders, trotted forward quickly.

"Your Majesty." Fu Shan cupped his hands and asked again, "What instruction do you have?"

Chongzhen asked with a smile: "I asked you to select a doctor from the sons of King Qin, how are you doing?"

"Respond to the words of the sage." Fu Shan replied, "I have selected more than [-] people from among the many scholars of King Qin. These scholars either have family backgrounds, or have dabbled in medicinal herbs, and they all have a certain foundation in medical science and herbs."

"Okay." Chongzhen nodded happily, "From now on, these three hundred people will be under your control."

"Ah?" Fu Shan froze in place when he heard the words, so he became an official, sentenced by the Tai Hospital?
"Yes, from now on you are the judge of the Taiyuan Hospital." Chongzhen nodded and said, "These more than three hundred scholars are the imperial physicians of the Taiyuan Hospital and the military medical officers of the Shizi Battalion."

"Scholar camp? Military medical officer?"

Fu Shan felt a little confused at this moment.

What is a Shizi camp?What is a military medical officer?

But Chongzhen ordered again: "Now I will give you a task, immediately go to the nearby market towns to purchase herbs to prevent or treat wind and cold for emergencies."

"The minister leads the decree." Fu Shan finally came to his senses.

After a while, Fu Shan hurriedly left the brigade with more than [-] scholars.

Watching Fu Shan and other scholars leave, Chongzhen turned his attention to the officialdom again.

I saw more than [-] soldiers of King Qin lined up for several miles, marching under the supervision and reprimand of [-] barbarians, braving the heavy rain.

At this time, you can see the difference between the children of the aristocratic family and the scholars of the humble family.

Although those children from poor families worked hard, they were generally able to cope with it. They all took off their cloth shoes and hung them around their necks like Fu Shan, and walked forward with bare feet, so walking was not very strenuous.

But most of the children from the aristocratic families wore leather boots, and they didn't want to go barefoot, and after entering the water, they became very heavy, and they couldn't pull them out after stepping on the mud for a long time, so walking one by one was very strenuous, and they were careless. He would fall into a mud pit, and when he got up again, he would be covered in muddy water, which was extremely embarrassing.

Gu Gao, Wu Yingji and the others are like this, their lungs are about to explode.

This is too far from the northward march they expected.

Their envisioned trip to the north should be thousands of scholars reciting poems and composing fuss all the way, traveling around the mountains and rivers, and arriving in Xuzhou while drinking a little wine.

However, the reality gave them a cruel blow.

How can there be poetry and fu, and how can there be sightseeing in mountains and rivers?
The legendary national disaster troupe doesn't even know where it is?
Some are just marching in the rain, and some are just getting stuck in the mud.

Gu Gao suddenly felt regretful, maybe he should really listen to Hou Fangyu and the others?
However, Fang Yizhi kept encouraging Gu Gao and the others: "Hold on, those humble scholars can do it, we can do it too, I don't believe it, we will still lose to them?"

Gritting his teeth while talking, Fang Yizhi simply took off his leather boots.

Then, imitating the humble scholars, they tied the leather boots around their necks with straw ropes.

As he was walking, someone patted his shoulder suddenly, and a voice came from behind: "Brother Mi."

When Fang Yizhi looked back in a hurry, he saw Zheng Sen chasing up from behind him. He saw that Zheng Sen, like him, took off his leather boots and hung them around his neck, walking barefoot, so he was quite relaxed.

"Brother Big Wood." Fang Yizhi bowed back to Zheng Sen.

For Zheng Sen, Chen Zhenhui and the others don't want to see them.

This involves the chain of contempt. Chen Zhenhui and Gu Gao's parents or grandparents are all serious civil servants, and they are also the real children of officials. What the hell is Zheng Zhilong?Also worthy of being compared with their parents and grandparents?Zheng Zhilong is not worthy to be compared with their fathers and grandparents, and Zheng Sen is also not in their eyes.

Among these aristocratic families, the only exception is Fang Yizhi.

Fang Yizhi doesn't have the idea of ​​a disciple, but is interested in some strange knowledge and things. For example, recently, he has become fascinated by the Red Barbarian Galen Ship.

As long as I have time, I will ask Zheng Sen about this and that.

The two of them then discussed the sails of Galen's ship.

"Brother Big Wood, you said that the sails on Hongyi Galen's boat don't have a bamboo frame?" Fang Yizhi was a little puzzled, "How can the wind blow without a bamboo frame to prop up the sail?"

"Really not." Zheng Sen said, "Hongyi Galen ships usually have four masts, the front two main masts hang horizontal sails, which are rectangular sails, and the rear two auxiliary masts hang triangular sails, which can actually sail in the wind. Its speed is not a little slower than that of the Daming sailboat, and its steering is even more flexible, which is really puzzling."

Fang Yizhi said: "We can see each other when we have time."

If you don't understand this principle, Fang Yizhi will feel uncomfortable.

To put it bluntly, this son still retains the innocence of his childhood.

When encountering things or items that you don’t understand, ask why?If unfortunately no one can solve it, he will try to solve it by himself until he understands the problem.

However, Fang Yizhi's goal of seeking knowledge is only to win over the context of knowledge.

For example, sailing boats, as long as he knows that the sailing boats of Galenic sailboats really do not have bamboo poles and skeletons, then he will give a rough description of the square sails and triangular sails of Galenic sailboats, and the problem will be solved.

As for the hydrodynamics involved in sailing, as well as the reaction force of wind and sea water on the keel, the superposition of the two forces can produce a resultant force that makes the sailboat go against the wind. Fang Yizhi has no interest in further research. To put it bluntly, Fang Yizhi The intellectual seeking of knowledge only seeks to know what it is, not why it is so.

While talking, the sky gradually darkened.

Gu Gao, who had been exhausted for a long time, fell to the ground and panted, "I'm hungry, I can't walk anymore."

Wu Yingji wiped the rain off his face, looked up at the sky and said, "It's night, it's time to eat."

There are also the children of the surrounding aristocratic families and the poor scholars who are also full of hope that the Holy Majesty will issue an edict to let them camp and light a fire to cook food, because now they are tired, hungry and cold, and they really can't move.

Unfortunately, what we are looking forward to is not an edict to build a fire and cook food in the camp.

Amidst the sound of horseshoes, a group of barbarians ran in the opposite direction from the official road, splashing a lot of mud.

As Yi Ding passed by, a cold edict spread throughout the officialdom: "There is a decree from the Holy Spirit. Because Xuzhou is in a hurry, it is the son of King Qin who needs to march overnight to Zishi! If you are not at Zishi, you are not allowed to build food!"

"Ah?" Wu Yingji and the other aristocratic children stood there dumbfounded.

The children from poor families walked forward silently.

(End of this chapter)