Win the Ding 1617

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Long Huamin never dreamed that he would fall into another trap at the moment when he was about to escape from birth.

When more than a dozen handymen in the horse team removed the pots and stoves from the cart, took out grain, rice and pickles, and yelled to build pots and stoves to prepare porridge, he felt a little strange.But I can't figure out how to deal with it.

"The gentlemen are going to pick up some firewood, and the women are here to help clean up the meals. Children, help me get the dishes!" The head cook put a large 24-inch cauldron on the built-up stove, and walked towards this place. The refugees who were in a daze by the side shouted loudly.

"Why are you still standing there in a daze! The two young marshals want to give us porridge! This is our food!" The old man who was called to ask a question staggered over excitedly carrying a large bag of food.

Seeing the more than a thousand refugees scattered in front of them, gathering firewood on the wasteland, helping to cook porridge and rice, the children's faces were flushed from the cold, and they were holding a stack of large bowls and staring at the people who were cooking at the bottom of the pot. A merrily burning flame.

"Ning Yu, what do you plan to do with these people? Take them with you, or send someone to Jining, hand them over to the leaders of the Cao Gang, and come back in exchange for something?"

The soldiers under his command took the mattress cover off the horse's back and spread it on the ground, and put the saddle on it. Zhang Kewang sat comfortably on the saddle, and took a copper water jug ​​wrapped in a thick cotton cover from the soldier. After taking a sip of the wine happily, he handed the water bottle to his fourth brother Zhang Dingguo.

Since Zhang Xianzhong reached an agreement on joint operations with Li Zicheng and Luo Rucai after the Battle of Kaifeng, he accepted the soldiers, horses, food, grass and weapons allocated to him by the Chuang and Cao families.At the same time, in order to strengthen Zhang Xianzhong's strength in the West Camp, Li Zicheng also generously handed over two troops from Henan's local rebel army, Yidougu and Waguanzi, to Zhang Xianzhong for control.

To this.Luo Rucai confessed to Zhang Xianzhong in private.These two teams were the ones that Li Zicheng had been planning to merge but it was hard to get started. Handing them over to Zhang Xianzhong was just a favor for him.He doesn't need to worry too much, he will do the two when he has the right time, just merge his followers.

As for this kind of fire and other things, since the Shaanxi Peasant Army uprising in the seventh year of the Apocalypse, I have seen a lot!Both Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai have seen and done it before.If Zhang Xianzhong hadn't been soft-hearted at the beginning, Li Zicheng would have been hacked by him.

Leave Henan.After walking in the direction of Yingshan and Huoshan for a few days, Zhang Xianzhong lost a big stone in his heart after learning that Zuo Liangyu's 10,000+ men were defeated by Luo Hu with a battalion of troops.

"Damn! Old Zuo is finished. The four elites who have been entangled for many years are ruined. I'm afraid they won't be able to recover in a few years! We can just do a big job!"

Borrowing thousands of elite soldiers from the old buddies entrenched in the Yingshan and Huoshan areas, Shaanxi fellow Lao Huihui, and Ge Liyan, Zhang Xianzhong felt that the time was ripe.When Li Zicheng and Luo Rucai wiped out Zuo Liangyu, Zhang Xianzhong invited Yidougu and earthen jars to a banquet in the old camp of Xiying in the name of celebrating the great victory. "The Generalissimo and the General killed Zuo Liangyu. It also gave me a bad breath! There is nothing to say, I have to drink for a few days!"

During the banquet, Zhang Xianzhong pulled down his big beard, Zhang Kewang, Zhang Dingguo, Bai Wenxuan, Ma Yuanli and other Xiying generals drew their swords and chopped Yidougu, earthen pots and their personal guards into a pile Bolognese.At the same time, troops were sent to surround the two soldiers and horses, and forcibly annexed these tens of thousands of people.

The Xiying troops who had expanded their strength cooperated closely with the villagers of the Fifth Huige Battalion, and fought several battles with the troops of Zhu Dadian, Governor of Water Transport, and Ma Shiying, Governor of Fengyang. Third-rate level.Otherwise, troops like Zuo Liangyu wouldn't be so arrogant.After several battles, the results were quite fruitful.Continuously broke through more than a dozen cities between the Huanghuai and Huaihe Rivers.

Checking the huge spoils, Zhang Xianzhong couldn't help twisting his beard and rejoicing.Therefore, Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo were sent out to escort a large amount of goods to the north, taking advantage of the time when both sides had to rest and replenish after the war.

"You two boys, let me remember that when it comes to Chuangying, we should say more polite words. Our father and son are in debt to Chuangying no matter what! Send more goods to King Chuang as military pay. In addition, those beauties with property, It's for Cao Cao. You know what to say."

In addition to returning favors, Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo have another errand to do.

That is to try to get more ordnance, armor and gunpowder back.

The two brothers brought their own soldiers to escort a large amount of goods, and went northward from the Jianghuai area to Henan. They did not dare to take the state and county roads, so they could only walk through the villages and towns in silence.After finally reaching the ground in Shandong, he didn't want to run into these refugees head-on.

According to Zhang Kewang's idea, give these people some porridge to drink, leave some food for them, and let them find their way out in Jining City by themselves.We men still need to hurry.

However, Zhang Dingguo didn't think so.

"Brother, Luo Hu and Wang Long and I have been exchanging letters. According to their letters, there are also shops in Jining City where there is a prosperous shop recruiting refugees to go south for reclamation. Moreover, the price is good. I plan to..."

"Hey! Then why bother! Let them eat for a few days, and then order them to be escorted to Jining. Take the token of contact between Xiying and Longshengxing and go directly, so that they won't find the temple gate by themselves!"

Zhang Kewang grinned and couldn't help laughing.These more than a thousand displaced persons can be regarded as a small harvest.Moreover, when you arrive in Jining City, you can discuss with the Longsheng merchants there how to deliver people and various goods between the two parties.

Everything in Xiying is good now, except that the waterway traffic is not so smooth, and the canals and Huaihe River waterways are often blocked by Zhu Dadian and Ma Shiying's troops.However, the brothers have long been accustomed to using large and small artillery to attack the city and defeat the enemy, and all the spears, long knives, sharp blades and hard bows in their hands were obtained from Long Shengxing.External traffic was obstructed, and the seized money, food, and goods could not be turned into urgently needed supplies, and things inside couldn't get out, and things outside couldn't get in. This was always a matter that annoyed Zhang Xianzhong and his son.

Many people are easy to work with.Soon, more than a dozen pots of steaming and fragrant rice porridge appeared in front of these thousands of refugees.The personal soldiers of Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo.They all grew up with them in the West Camp for more than ten years. They were used to seeing killing and bloodshed since they were young. They grew up in this environment.How many will be good people?At that moment, all of them frowned and stood beside the porridge pot, watching the cook start to serve porridge with a ladle in his hand.

"Each person has a big bowl with pickles. After you're done eating, you can queue up for another serving. But if someone dares to snatch porridge from other people's bowls, don't blame our men for being ungrateful with their knives!"

Hitting the edge of the pot with a scabbard wrapped in brass, the leader of Zhang Kewang's soldiers viciously explained the precautions to the refugees.

Naturally, the refugees did not dare to say much, in front of sharp knives and guns, let alone eager to eat the hot and fragrant porridge in the pot a moment earlier.Not much to say right now.Immediately calling their wives and sons to help the old and the young, they lined up in front of more than a dozen cauldrons in the family or village as a unit.

Long Huamin's stomach was already hungry, but.But he didn't dare to go to the front to queue up to get the porridge.It’s not that his clothing doesn’t look like a refugee. To be honest, the personal hygiene of Western missionaries in this period was also very bad.The whole of Europe has not developed good hygiene habits, and Long Huamin himself is even dirtier than the refugees.

but.His blond look.Although you can keep your head down and mix in the group of refugees who are weak and have no time to pay attention to others, but if you go forward to get the porridge, you will definitely attract the attention of others.Once he is targeted and Xingzang is exposed, all the hardships he has suffered these days will be in vain.

However, according to Murphy's Law, the more you are afraid of something.Often the things you fear will come to you by themselves.

"Call those people over there to ask why they didn't come to get the porridge. Are they not hungry?" Zhang Kewang's sharp eyes saw Long Huamin and his assistants at a glance.However, Zhang Kewang didn't think of anything else, he was just worried that he wouldn't meet the official spies!

Both are full of evil intentions.The more Long Huamin and others hid, the more they aroused the suspicion of Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo.Seeing these people dodging behind the refugee team and refusing to come forward to answer, Zhang Kewang didn't say much at the moment. With a wave of his right hand, several soldiers immediately rode out and surrounded Long Huamin and others.

A soldier reached out and grabbed Long Huamin's turban, and with a strong force, he thought that this move would definitely give this guy some color, and it would be good if he didn't pluck out a few locks of his hair.But he didn't want to, there was no bun under Long Huamin's turban!The soldier used too much force, but he grabbed the air with one hand, swayed on the horse's back a few times, and almost fell headlong.

Under the turban is the terrified face of Long Huamin's blond and blue-eyed red-haired barbarians.

"Ha! No wonder you dared to come up to get the porridge. It turned out to be a red-haired barbarian! Where did you come from? What are you doing here?!"

During the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty, although the world was in turmoil, the people were displaced, and there were swordsmen, floods and droughts everywhere.However, people from all walks of life still have a strong sense of the Chinese celestial dynasty in their hearts. In this kind of consciousness, only China is the most civilized.The rest are barbarians.It's not like after one crow and two crows, the officials immediately softened their bones when they heard the word "foreigner".It was so easy for Chairman and his generation to regain a lot of self-confidence in Lop Nur in North Korea and Vietnam. After the opening, they saw a lot of foreigners who should pay interest. For the so-called investment and establishment of factories, they introduced technology and As for the production line, many senior government cadres also felt short in their hearts.The result is often "paying tuition" with the hard-earned money of countless people.

A group of refugees held a big bowl of hot porridge with great interest, gathered around Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo and watched the two generals interrogate the red-haired barbarian.

"Who is this red-haired man?"

"I heard from the person who was with him that they were preaching on the ground in Shandong. What kind of Jesuit priests."

"Priest? That's a monk, right? Then why didn't you shave your head? Didn't you take a rosary or something? Don't spread the White Lotus Sect, right? I heard from people who have been to the county that if you catch a White Lotus Sect, you will be rewarded with a lot of money! "

Amidst the buzzing discussions among the refugees, Zhang Dingguo and Zhang Kewang made some concessions and began to interrogate Long Huamin.

"Since you are a monk, why did you mix among the victims?"

"I'm going south along the canal. Then I turn to the Yellow River to go to the sea. I originally planned to go to Puyang and Fan County. I didn't want to be in chaos. I went the wrong way. A few people were afraid of danger. So I went with the disaster relief team and planned to go to Jining first. Go take a tank boat." Looking at the two young leaders who looked like leaders in front of him, Long Huamin also nervously speculated and analyzed the identities of these two young people.Let's see if we can find some help from these two.In his mouth, he followed Zhang Dingguo's question and answered half-truths and half-falsely.

"Going south? Where are you going? Nanjing? You don't need to go to sea!" Zhang Dingguo stared playfully at Long Huamin, who was tied up like rice dumplings by several soldiers.

"I don't want to go to Nanjing. I want to go south to Hue and have a theory with that traitor Alfonso!"

Zhang Dingguo didn't know who Alfonso was, but he understood the phrase about going to Hue.However, it is also this guy's words.It aroused Zhang Dingguo's vigilance.Where is Hue? It's the home of the Southern Cantonese Army!What did the red-haired barbarian go there to find and reason about, and what did he want to do?

"Theory what?"

"Debate! His Chinese Protestantism is inconsistent with the orthodox way of Christ!" Long Huamin stated his purpose of going south.Taking a sneak peek, Zhang Dingguo looked normal, but Zhang Kewang next to him looked bewildered.What he didn't know was that Zhang Dingguo was also confused.What is the right way of Christ.What Chinese Protestantism.He didn't understand anything.However, Zhang Dingguo has a good habit over the years, that is, he has developed a habit of not showing his emotions.It is difficult to analyze his inner activities from his facial expressions.

"Ning Yu, forget it, this foreign monk is also half-crazed in reading scriptures, and he insists on going all the way south to find someone to debate the scriptures. What if it's not that he has become obsessed with cultivation?"

"You don't know! That Alfonso is the devil! He's a heretic, a heresy!" Agitated, Long Huamin began to enter a state of ecstasy.Angrily denounced Alfonso and the nature of the so-called Chinese Protestantism established with the connivance and support of His Royal Highness Duke Lee.

Seeing that Li Shouhan was involved in this matter, Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo couldn't help but looked at each other and smiled.The two brothers exchanged opinions with expressions that both could understand.

"It turns out that this guy had a feud with Li Shouhan."

"What do you think?"

"Since he has a feud with Li Shouhan, let's not let him go!" After the two brothers exchanged opinions with their eyes, Zhang Dingguo felt confident and began to lure Long Huamin to continue talking.

After blasting Alfonso's teachings as heresy, Long Huamin began to try to persuade Zhang Dingguo and Zhang Kewang to be baptized and join the church.

Long Huamin said: "Chinese Protestantism bewitches mortals to be called angels, and advocates self-cultivation. God will be wrathful. At that time, the last judgment will be launched, and the world will become a hell. The general is so young, handsome, and promising. Only by joining the church can he escape. Doomsday judgment, ascend to heaven!"

(Sure enough, cults use such means to confuse others to join!)

Zhang Dingguo snorted coldly and said: "Foreign monk, if you want to find hell, you have to die. The land under your feet is Abi Hell. Since the end of Wanli, floods and droughts have alternated locust soldiers, and cannibalism is not uncommon. If no one else tells you, I will Brothers, how many of them didn’t climb out of the dead pile by gnawing on other people’s leg bones? You ask the group of folks behind you who came here with you. Being a good citizen these days, three rates of land rent can save you in the next life You have to eat and eat. Even if you are rich, you can live a few days longer than the poor. The government forces you to pay money and food with silver dollars. I really want to know what is more terrible than this world."

"It stands to reason that I am inconvenient and too lazy to care about the matter between you monks, who is decent and who is a cult. But in this hell-like world, Uncle Ning Yuan is the only hope. Because of Nanbing, The Tartars were driven out of Shandong. Because of Uncle Ning Yuan, you folks can go to Jining to find a way out. Because of Nanshang, I can have strong soldiers to kill dogs and officials. But you went to Jining just because of Uncle Ning Yuan. The Monk Temple has sent a few officials to control you and prevent you from acting recklessly, just talking nonsense. I would like to know, what can you do for this world? Could it be that your god, now, can conjure up food to feed these folks? "

Long Huamin, who was stunned by Zhang Dingguo's scolding and scolding, grasped a part of Zhang Dingguo's words, "General, if you become a Christian, you will know that when Jesus preached in the field, some people present There were 100 middle-aged men and countless women and children. Jesus used five barley loaves and two fish brought by a child, and made these people sit in a row for every [-] people. The fish was distributed to everyone. Five loaves and two fish were distributed to [-] strong men and more old and weak women and children, so that everyone was full. This shows that as long as you believe in the Lord, you can eat enough .There will be food."

"Fuck you! It's as if it's true! Did you see it? You ate it? I just got hungry all the way here! Why didn't your Jesus stick bring fish to me?! I will give it later You have five cakes and two pork knuckles, share among the young and old present! You don’t want them all to eat, as long as one says there is nothing left to eat, I’ll kill you and feed everyone!”

Zhang Dingguo was a little annoyed, his originally handsome and gentle face flushed like blood.

"That's right! Back then, someone went to our temple fair to spread the White Lotus Sect. Everyone watched him plant a peach pit on a stone slab, pour some water and cover it with a ladle. After a while, it germinated, grew leaves, and matured. It planted a peach tree, and then blossomed and produced peaches. It’s much worse than what this Hongmaoyi said!” The old man who was the head of the refugees added, holding a bowl of porridge.

(Exactly! Exactly! If this is the case, then my book can be read as a bible! A thin old man spoke with a Zichuan accent and said proudly, "There are also pear sellers in my book!" )

"Donkey ball, monks in every country have the same taste. They lie to eat, drink, and cheat young women. On the surface, they are the abbot in the temple, but they have a lot of illegitimate children outside! But it's strange, why do they all find monks to send their children? Why don't they go to nuns? Asking for a child? Find a monk to ask for a child. Not to mention that the child looks like a monk, you have to pay incense money! If you can’t conceive, you can go to Lao Tzu.

Zhang Kewang on the side sneered and made a stab, which caused the surrounding soldiers to roar with laughter. (to be continued..)