Smuggling Daming

When Wang Shouren and his party did not reveal their identities before, the soldiers guarding the valley told them that the corpses in the valley had not been cleaned up, so others were forbidden to enter, but when Wang Shouren and the others entered the valley, they discovered that the corpses in the entire valley had not been cleaned up at all. The layers of coke-like corpses still maintain the tragic appearance before death, the dry eyes make people unable to bear to look directly at them, and there seems to be a silent cry from the open mouth, which shakes people's souls.

Ji Yuanheng has seen dead people before, but this is the first time he has seen so many dead people piled up on top of each other. The clothes on these corpses have been burned off, and the exposed bodies are blackened by the burnt. Huang, some of them are even covered with grease, they look very much like the roast ducks waiting to be sold in the roast duck shop, coupled with the extremely strong smell of roast meat in the air, this makes Ji Yuanheng feel his stomach twitching, and his throat is also twitching. Itchy.

"Wow~~!" Ji Yuanheng finally couldn't help it anymore, squatted down and began to vomit non-stop. The other officials who came with Wang Shouren also couldn't bear the hellish scene before them. They just tried not to make a fool of themselves just now, but Now that Ji Yuanheng took the lead, they couldn't bear it anymore, and they all crawled on the side of the road and vomited endlessly.

Wang Shouren also felt a little uncomfortable in his stomach, especially when they ate in the county before, they had just eaten a piece of barbecue, which tasted very similar to the barbecue in the valley. Thinking of this, Wang Shouren felt even more uncomfortable. Ji Yuanheng and the others were vomiting non-stop, which made Wang Shouren also have a desire to vomit.

But after all, Wang Shouren is a person who has experienced big storms, and he finally resisted not to make a fool of himself in front of that stone handle and those sergeants.Otherwise, if it is known that the Inspectorate came to the valley to investigate, and everyone vomited before they figured out what happened, it would be too embarrassing for the Inspectorate.

In contrast, Mr. Shi is used to the hell-like scene in the valley. After all, they were the ones who set the fire, and they were not afraid of these natives when they were alive, let alone they are all turned into ghosts now. It was scorched like a roast duck.Moreover, although Shi Bazong and these soldiers did not dare to offend Wang Shouren and other officials, they are now using the charred corpses in the valley to make the other party look ugly.It was what they were very willing to see, so they took Wang Shouren and his party to the places where the corpses were most densely packed. As a result, Ji Yuanheng and the others vomited again and again, and in the end even Wang Shouren's face turned blue. I also endured very hard.

But not long after entering the valley, Wang Shouren and the others heard "jingling" sounds from the mountain walls on both sides.This shocked Wang Shouren, who was suppressing his nausea, and immediately followed the sound to the bottom of the mountain wall, only to see a group of dark natives digging under the mountain wall, as if they were going to dig a hole under the mountain wall , and there are some soldiers of Ming Dynasty urging.

"Shi Bazong, what are these natives doing? Why haven't the corpses in the valley been buried?" There are fewer corpses on the side of the mountain wall, and the wind that passes through the valley blows through here.As a result, the smell of barbecue and rancidity was less in the air, and Wang Shouren finally dared to speak at this moment.

"My lord, it's not that we don't want to bury the corpses. There are too many corpses in the valley. In addition, the local natives are almost dead, so we can't find enough people to bury them. Later, our general thought about it." One way. That is to blow up the mountain walls on both sides. In this way, the mountain walls on both sides fall down, just enough to bury the entire valley. Now these natives are digging holes in the mountain walls, so that we can place them Gunpowder." Mr. Shi bowed and reported.

Hearing Mr. Shi's words, Wang Shouren and the others felt chills. Although they also knew that these natives died because they participated in the riots, in their view, these natives were human beings after all, and after they died, when they were alive, All the sins committed will be settled, so you still have to show enough respect for the dead.But now these natives who were burned to death in the valley not only could not be restrained after death, they were even buried in the ground by collapsed cliffs.

However, although Wang Shouren and the others felt a little uncomfortable with the way Mr. Shi and the others handled the corpses, no one said anything. After all, they all knew very well that the local native riots had offended all the Han people, so they all deserved to die, and In the weather of Nanyang, the corpse must be buried as soon as possible, otherwise it may cause a plague, so Mr. Shi Bazong and his group's plan to blow up the cliff is undoubtedly the fastest and safest choice.

Thinking of this, Wang Shouren and the others could only sigh secretly in their hearts. Although this time the army had slaughtered more than 20, maybe even more than [-] natives at one time, from what he had seen and heard along the way, it was clear that Daming had a great deal of respect for those natives. It can be said that people are treated very preferentially, even officials like Zhu Zhishan want to educate the natives to join them, but it is a pity that those natives are looking for death, so the Ming army can only send them a ride.

Apart from the roasted natives, all that was left in the valley was the scorched land, and a few soldiers supervised the surviving natives digging holes in the cliff. When Wang Shouren and the others were about to leave the valley, there was already Some big holes were dug, and the soldiers were carefully putting gunpowder inside. This is the most dangerous time. If the gunpowder encounters sparks and detonates, the people in the whole valley will have to be buried with the natives, so At the insistence of President Shi Ba, Wang Shouren and the others had to withdraw from the valley.

Coincidentally, just as Wang Shouren and his group left the valley entrance, they saw another group of people walking towards the valley from the road. The leader was a fat middle-aged man with gray hair and a burly figure. Well, at a glance, he recognized this middle-aged man as Zhu Zhishan who had taught him calligraphy.

Ever since the natives rioted and they were all burned to death in the valley, Zhu Zhishan couldn't sleep well for several days. He kept trying to convince himself that those natives deserved to die. I also think that I have done a good job and do not need to take responsibility for this riot.However, Zhu Zhishan, who is a poet and a Buddhist, can't sleep all night every time he thinks of hundreds of thousands of native corpses lying in the valley south of the county seat.

Moreover, Zhu Zhishan also discovered that he is not the only one who can't sleep in the entire Gangnan County Yamen. For example, his student Xu Shenzhong also yawned profusely when he was working during the day for the past two days, with big black spots hanging on his eyes. Eye circles, and Zhu Zhishan also knows that his disciple is not very obsessed with women, so the only possibility is that Xu Shenzhong must be like himself at night, often dreaming about those natives struggling in the raging fire.

The mental torture made Zhu Zhishan unable to sleep for several days in a row. He couldn't stand it anymore, so he called Xu Shenzhong, and the result was as he expected. Guilt, after all, they are all gentlemen with a conscience, even if they know that the natives are looking for death, but as a magistrate, watching the natives under their rule being massacred, this makes them unable to get over the trouble in their hearts level.

In the end, Zhu Zhishan and Xu Shenzhong discussed for a long time. In order to untie the knot in their hearts, the two of them prepared some incense sticks and paper money, and they were dragged to the valley to pay homage to the natives, although it was of no use. , but they just want to be able to feel at ease.

It's just that Zhu Zhishan also didn't expect that when he brought his people to the valley, he saw a group of people coming out of the valley, and they were accompanied by an army general. What's more, the leader on the opposite side made him feel very familiar, as if he had seen it somewhere before?

Wang Shouren had asked Zhu Zhishan for calligraphy, so he was a teacher and apprentice. Now that they had been separated for many years and met in Nanyang, thousands of miles away from Daming, they were naturally very happy. He hurried forward and saluted: "Wang Shouren, born late, pays homage to Zhizhi. Mr. Shan!"

"Wang Shouren?" Hearing this name, Zhu Zhishan also suddenly remembered that this young man who had asked him for calligraphy, but more than ten years later, his own gray hair had already grown, and the other party had become a capable middle-aged man. Zhu Zhishan couldn't help but sigh a little, and hurriedly helped the other party up and said: "Bo'an doesn't need to be too polite, it's really a kind of fate that you can meet in this overseas place today after a long absence, let me pay homage to these lands. People, go back to the city with Bo An and never get drunk or return!"

Zhu Zhishan didn't know that Wang Shouren had become the inspector of the governor's mansion, and he was still his immediate boss.Wang Shouren was not in a hurry to explain, and when he heard that Zhu Zhishan came to worship those natives, he understood the joint after a little thought, and immediately comforted him: "Mr. Zhishan, the deaths of these natives You can’t blame others, and the imperial court won’t blame you for it, and you’ve done your best to those natives before, so there’s no need to feel guilty about it!”

Zhu Zhishan was not surprised to see that Wang Shouren guessed what was in his heart all at once, because he knew that Wang Shouren was an extremely smart person.After hearing this, he sighed and said: "Bo'an, I also know that this incident is all due to the greed and laziness of these natives, but after all, they are the people under my rule, and now they died here tragically. Parents, I really feel a little guilty, I come to worship today, and I will feel better in the future!"

Hearing Zhu Zhishan's explanation, Wang Shouren nodded in understanding. After all, he had felt a little bit unbearable towards the natives in the valley before, not to mention that Zhu Zhishan was still the local county magistrate, so he didn't say anything, but I worshiped with Zhu Zhishan, at least it can make me feel more at ease. (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to vote for recommendations and monthly tickets. Your support is my biggest motivation.)