Ping An Biography

When the heads were transported back to Fengxia Mountain, they had already begun to rot, and the stench emitted by human flesh was incomparable to that of any other animal after decay.Monk Yao and the elders agreed that people would transport the leaders of the bandits to the cemetery where the victims of Fengcun were buried to worship the undead. A pile of appalling human heads were dumped on the grassy cemetery because no one wanted to neatly pile them up and distribute strange things. smelly stuff.

Some blackened slimy corpse fluid flowed out from below, fertilizing the surrounding grass.A large amount of lime was sprinkled nearby to "ward off evil spirits". This should be the experience summed up by the people. Lime can indeed be used for disinfection.A lot of incense powder was used at the sacrificial ceremony, but it could not cover up the stench at all. The mixture of fragrance and stench became an even more disgusting smell.

Paper money was sprinkled all the way, sacrifices were placed on the cemetery, and the relatives of the victims wore sackcloth and filial piety to worship beside the grave.Suddenly, a loud noise of "bang bang bang..." was heard, and the soldiers were raising their guns and firing at the sky.

Zhang Ning also stood on the hillside and watched for a long time. The scene in front of him was like a ceremony, the same ceremony as funerals and happy events. People go through the scene to express an emotion.The scene in front of him was full of the atmosphere of death, but it undoubtedly had the comfort of revenge.

No one here feels that they have done anything wrong, as if everything is taken for granted, but Zhang Ning understands in his heart that as a villager under the rule of the Ming Dynasty, he has absolutely no right to massacre so many people for revenge, and making private firearms is even more tantamount to rebellion.It's just that the power tentacles of the imperial court can't control this remote mountainous area.It can be seen that breaking social laws without being sanctioned is sometimes very easy.

In fact, in this world, whether it is now or a more "civilized" world hundreds of years later, there are rules.The biggest rule should be a kind of universal value and a kind of moral standard. Hundreds of years later, the "in zhu" in Europe and the United States will be the most popularized; but now because there is little connection between the East and the West, it is Confucianism that is recognized in the Eastern world as the The basic concepts of loyalty, filial piety, propriety and righteousness are applicable throughout Asia where Chinese civilization radiates.Then the smaller rules are the legal system of the imperial court, the decrees of the local government, and the unwritten rules of the market... However, more than 20 years ago, Zhu Di launched an army "Jing Nan" to seek the king with his ministers, which violated the most basic rules of the world. , but was not sanctioned, but because of the dragon robe, he was extremely expensive in the world: because no one can sanction him above the emperor of the Central Plains.

After all, there are very few people who can subvert|subvert the laws of the world. Most of the cases are determined by the position of that person. For example, Zhu Di is the son of the Taizu of the dynasty, and he is facing being cut off... But most of the mortal beings, only There is absolutely no way to survive in this net that has already been designed with rules. Another example is the accountant in the previous life, like an insignificant screw, who can adapt to society and find his own space, and has done his best in life.

But now Zhang Ning has found a breakthrough point to tear open the big net in Fengxia Mountain for several months.He felt crazy and risky, with little chance of winning, but the position he was in made him realize the opportunity; he also realized that if he didn't seize the opportunity, what awaited him was also destruction, meaningless destruction, such as an insignificant screw falling off. Falling, quietly lonely and boring.

At this moment, Zhang Ning was in a strange mood, not worried about the uncertain future, nor self-pitying, he was actually very excited, although his calm words and deeds did not show his emotions at all.

As a person who was full of extremely rebellious mentality in his teens, he really couldn't find any reason to be unhappy at this time.Although later he was very well-behaved and sensible, and his rebellious edges and corners could be smoothed by life and society, but the thing in his bones never disappeared.

In the past, after he gained experience, he realized that if he did not follow the rules, he would not be able to get along, or it would be difficult to get along well, and it was completely illogical to go against the rules, so he was forced to change his style; now he finally understands.

Reasonable rebellion doesn't have to run away from home at all, and doesn't have to be against the world at all.Under the guise of obeying the rules, guiding more people to maintain their rebellious desires is a higher level.

Suddenly, he felt that he had reached a certain height, and couldn't help but climbed to the top of the small hill below him, looking down at the villagers who were offering sacrifices to gods and ghosts.Standing on a high place and feeling good about himself, he only felt that he seemed to be able to control the fate of many people. The world of this net does not need to look up to, the rules are nothing more than that, so there is no need to worship, because it itself is absurd.

... The purpose of the trip to Fengxia Mountain has been accomplished, and Zhang Ning began to prepare before leaving.Although the trained team has a good record, it is not the key point. The key point is the weapon bureau.

He handed over the management of the Weapons Bureau to Monk Yao, and asked him to appoint his confidants to take charge, and registered and compiled a list of all personnel involved in core technology, and kept the important data, process data, and drawings of the Weapons Bureau as confidential files.

In addition, his most important thing is to summarize the results files...to give to his mother Yao Ji for review.There are many contents, first of all, the range, power, cost and other parameters of the firearms. After writing, Monk Yao was invited to testify; then it explained the establishment model of the Weapons Bureau and the training process of the Hundred Households in Fengxia Mountain; finally, these firearms, people and horses performance on the battlefield.There are also two appendices.

Zhang Ning felt that he was writing a thesis. Fortunately, he had experience in writing this kind of stuff.

One of the appendices is a copy of the data and drawings copied from the Weapons Bureau, annotating the secret file; the other is a bit strange, it is the conversation record of Zhang Ning calling the old Xu Zusun and his entourage to visit the soldiers with gifts, and the records include generals and ordinary soldiers Thoughts during firearms training and combat.Zhang Ning thought that Yao Ji's evaluation might be more convincing from other people's mouths...Of course witnessing all this was Qiu Ye, the protector of the evil cult.

Qiu Ye's face-to-face praise was very pleasant: Mr. Zhang has done so many things in a few months, but he can be orderly and not messy, which is really admirable.

More than one person around him commented that he was well-organized, but Zhang Ning didn't care.Because he understands that the human world has rules and regulations. If you want to break a rule, you have to use another rule to merge it.

In short, he was in a good mood, although feeling a little tired.Things are being done little by little, and it is almost over.

After dinner that day, Monk Yao sent someone to invite him to have tea.This uncle usually doesn't feel very friendly, like there are few things tonight, so Zhang Ning didn't refuse, and readily agreed.

He changed his shoes, walked out of the backyard with the visitor, and went to a fasting room next to the temple, where he saw the bald Monk Yao sitting alone.

The entourage stopped outside the door, and there were two or three armed guards walking around. Seeing this situation, Zhang Ning thought that his uncle's territory is not big, but the spectrum is not small.He lifted his robe, stepped over the threshold, bowed his hands and said: "My nephew has seen my uncle."

Monk Yao actually stood up to return the salute, pointed to the futon opposite the wooden table and said, "Sit down, I don't usually have anything good to treat you here, just recently I bought some good tea from outside the mountain, I heard you like good tea?"

Zhang Ning sat down cross-legged, and said bluntly: "I didn't pay much attention to this thing before. Once when I was an official in Yangzhou, a group of eagles and dogs from the imperial court managed a tea garden. I have tasted both good and rough tea. I really tasted it difference."

After hearing this, Monk Yao showed a rare smile on his face: "Then you give it a taste, how about my tea?"

Zhang Ning then stretched out his hand to open the cup, and a fresh fragrance came to his nostrils. He glanced at it and said, "I like to drink tea like green tea. The smell is very pleasant." Then he stretched out his other hand to hold the cup up, He took the lid of the cup and stroked the surface of the water lightly, blew on it, took a sip, and said with a smile: "It's really good tea, uncle is really willing to part with something good today."

Monk Yao joked, "Aren't I mean when I entertain you? Don't say that to your mother when you go back."

Zhang Ning laughed a few times.

Monk Yao seemed hesitant to speak, and asked: "Are you really in a hurry to go back?" Zhang Ning said: "My nephew has been here for several months, and I have been with my uncle for a long time. The other main thing is to try to make firearms. Now Uncle Meng The support is done, so get ready to go back."

"There is a sentence that I don't know whether to ask or not," Monk Yao said.

Zhang Ning was slightly surprised, and said: "You are an elder, why should you ask? Uncle just ask, I will know everything."

Monk Yao frowned and said: "When I received a letter from the leader saying that you would come to make firearms, I didn't think much about it, and I didn't take it seriously. Now that the firearms have been made, there is no casualty on our side. I know you came prepared..."

He paused, lowering his head to think about something.

After a while, Monk Yao said again: "Why did your mother ask you to make firearms? You shouldn't need this weapon when you travel around the rivers and lakes to protect yourself and stay in your house. It's fine to use it in this remote mountainous area. If the government finds out, it will cause extra trouble. I Thinking about it, the best use of firearms can only be to set up battle formations to attack the city... What secret edict did Lord Jianwen have, or did something happen in the court?"

Zhang Ning was silent, not knowing how to answer for the moment.Suddenly seeing the puzzled expression on Monk Yao's face, Zhang Ning seemed to feel a sense of helplessness that he couldn't help himself. He was too familiar with this kind of helplessness: he had thoughts in his heart, but he didn't have enough information to know the real intentions of the powerful people. Can think hard to guess, want to keep up with the trend or make plans early... Just like real estate speculators guessing policy trends, stock speculators guessing economic trends.

All living beings can't change the tide, they just want to search for clues in the turbulent time, so as to seek some trivial benefits, or worry about being swallowed by the flood.

The last rays of the setting sun seeped in through the doors and windows, and Monk Yao seemed to have transformed into a statue-like philosopher again, thinking about some mysterious things.

Zhang Ning said slowly: "There was indeed an accident a while ago, and I don't know how the higher-ups should deal with it. Why don't uncle write to me and ask my mother directly?"