Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 145 The one who came to grab meat as soon as he ran to a well-off society
There is no theory of street fighting these days. Hundreds of cavalry smashed through the defeated soldiers crowded at the gate of the city, and then Huier cavalry, Zhang Xianzhong's tiger cavalry rushed into the city, and the city was destroyed.

When Song Qingshu arrived from afar with his men and horses, the battle was basically over. The city gate was opened, and the banners of the Eight Great Kings were planted on the city wall. A dozen cavalry saw Song Qingshu's team from a distance, and quickly greeted them. The little leader of the cavalry at the head respectfully dismounted and bowed with 12 points of respect.

"Meet the third master! The Eighth King ordered the younger one to wait here. Once the third master comes, he will immediately lead the third master into the city!"

It's no wonder that the little leader is excited, the plan to conquer Yan'an Mansion was made by Song Qingshu!In normal times, with their less than 5000 cavalry and more than [-] peasant infantry, they would not be able to defeat the Fucheng with continuous reinforcements and thick walls.Using Song Qingshu's strategy, the city came down in less than half a month, with a loss of less than [-] yuan, so the little boss couldn't help being upset.

However, this trick is not considered the first by Song Qingshu. In fact, he learned it from Grandpa Mao of the later generation. He surrounded the enemy and took care of the stronghold, concentrated superior forces, and continued to eat weak places. When the camera was ripe, he just captured local cities. , but one of the catchy classic tactics of later generations, Liberation War movies and TV dramas on TV are familiar to everyone. It seems that Mao Zedong's wisdom was also effective in the struggle environment of the late Ming Dynasty 400 years ago.

But at this time, it was time to share the meat. After squatting outside the city for more than half a month, even Song Qingshu himself ate grains, noodles, and steamed buns in the sand. At this time, he couldn't be humble, because once he was humble, there would be less food. So Song Qingshu didn't get off his horse, but nodded arrogantly, and waved his hand to let the little cavalry leader lead the way.

Following him and leading the team into the city gate, the little cavalry leader laughed and clenched his fists to please him.

"Third Master, why don't you hang your banner up the tower?"

On the gate of the city, Zhang Xianzhong's Eight Kings bordered yellow flag is showing off its prestige fiercely, Ma Shouying's old banner is not far behind, and there are a group of rough galloping horses fluttering in the wind below, but when it comes to this, Song Qingshu became a little resentful, turned his face stiffly and gave Xing Hongniang a look, then waved his hands in an ugly way

"That's not necessary, as long as the big brother is in charge!"

Seeing Song Qingshu depressed, Xing Hongniang shrugged with a smile: "Why are you staring at me! This big banner is pretty good!"

At the beginning of the Peasant War in the late Ming Dynasty, the power of the government was still very strong. In order not to implicate their relatives, the leaders of the rebel army mostly gave them nicknames. He was called King Chuang only after inheriting Gao Yingxiang's influence, and now Song Qingshu can be regarded as a flag builder, so naturally he couldn't avoid it, so he asked Xing Hongniang to make a big banner too.

It turned out to be good, what does it mean to be unkind to others!Xing Hongniang discussed with the others, and gave Song Qingshu a rather prestigious nickname.

Big fool!
Song Qingshu's cheeks would bulge every time he saw the three red letters of "Big Fool" floating on the white pennant, but before he could change it, he had already fought with the officers and soldiers. After several battles in a row, the nickname "Big Fool" spread widely. , Many hungry people came here because they said they had defected to the leader of the big fool, and Song Qingshu had no choice but to swallow this nickname depressedly.

But this nickname is also good, because it is close to life. Sometimes Zhang Xianzhong’s big banner was not deserted by anyone in the past. Many people in the world, thieves, and some poor landlords came straight to Song Qingshu. When asked why, listen to this The name feels kind.

Ever since, the dangling Dashaziqi followed Song Qingshu into the city.

It is said that Zhang Xianzhong is bloodthirsty and easy to kill. In fact, after the Peasant Army entered the city, they did not wreak havoc.

Zhang Xianzhong is a man who achieves great things. He knows that it will be difficult to gain a foothold in the future when he is happy for a while. Besides, there are government treasuries and wealthy households in the city to plunder, but it is not wrong to rob the poor. The immovable food was distributed to the hungry people, but the government and army recovered the city and did not dare to rob those dignitaries with status, so they could only rob ordinary people.

As soon as he arrived at the gate of the mansion, Zhang Xianzhong couldn't hide the joy on his face and came out, grabbed Song Qingshu's hand, and shouted excitedly: "Old man, thanks to you this time, we sent Already!"

In the government office, there are already three steps and one post, five steps and one sentry, and the peasant army guarding everywhere, followed Zhang Xianzhong all the way into the official warehouse, and a few minions pushed them away, and Song Qingshu almost burst into tears in an instant. , It's all rice!
The borderlands did not produce rice, and with the overall retreat of the Ming army's frontier defense, many fields fell into the hands of ethnic minorities. In order to supply the huge frontier army, the middle of the Ming Dynasty implemented the open-China law to encourage merchants to sell grain to the border. land, and then give salt to Yin, you can go to Shaanxi Yanchi, Shaanxi Jiechi these salt-producing places to exchange for salt sales.

The famous Shanxi merchants earned their first pot of gold by opening up China and France. However, it cost a lot of money to transport grain to the border areas. Therefore, some Shanxi merchants organized farmers to reclaim fields and grow grain in the border areas. When the Sino-French movement was in vogue, there were merchant settlements everywhere from Shaanxi to Liaodong. These rice grains greatly enriched the army's food reserves. At its peak, during the orthodox years, there were more than 200 million troops on the nine frontiers.

However, following the Battle of Tumubao, the power of military officials declined sharply, civil servants took control of the government, and the imperial court began to become increasingly corrupt. Bureaucrats, eunuchs, etc. saw that Yanyin was profitable, and used various means to occupy Yanyin and sell them to others. Merchants caused a sharp drop in government revenue. During Xiaozong's reign, he had no choice but to reform the salt law, and merchants directly bought salt with silver.

This time, Kaizhongfa was completely destroyed, the Nine Frontiers were abolished one after another, and the Ming army’s grain storage dropped all of a sudden, resulting in a sharp drop in the number of Nine Frontier soldiers. With military salaries constantly being embezzled, arrears of salaries have also become the norm. Every year, the imperial court has to spend huge sums of money to transship food from Jiangnan.

Now, part of the transshipped grain has fallen into the hands of Zhang Xianzhong and Song Qingshu brothers. One warehouse after another was opened, and there were no less than 5000 dans of rice and white flour. , a thousand guns, more than 3 taels of silver, and dozens of barrels of gunpowder.

No wonder Zhang Xianzhong sighed.

This time, even the wealthy households in the city didn’t bother to grab it, so they went around the warehouse. Ma Shouying, the old man who came back earlier, said that a banquet was set up in the front hall. The banquet is gone.

The Hui people these days still have the characteristics of the Western Regions, which is completely different from the later generations who are almost completely integrated with the Han people. The old Huihui has a yellow beard, a full forehead and high cheekbones. In short, he looks like an uncle who cut cakes He usually looks kind and friendly, but when it comes to battle, it's like cutting two catties across the board, but the other party refuses to buy it. In short, his strength is astonishing.

This banquet is really very special, the mutton is hand-picked rice, and Song Qingshu, who has been eating for more than a month, sees green light in his eyes, and he is already grabbing and eating without waiting for the old man to invite him. His mouth was full of oil, and he couldn't help but cocked his beard and smiled and shook his head after watching this old time.

"This big fool brother is really a man of temperament!"

The food is really good, especially for someone like Song Qingshu who has been hungry for a long time. While eating, he is still thinking about taking some back. There are a few women in the family who are going to suffer with him!You can't eat alone, just thinking about it, Zhang Xianzhong, who was drinking at the side, didn't know why, and suddenly slammed the table in anger.

"no!"

All of a sudden, the atmosphere in the room became tense. Several of Ma Shouying's trusted followers suddenly stood up. Zhang Xianzhong did not show weakness. Sun Kewang stood up abruptly with several generals.

What is this called?After finally having a full meal, Song Qingshu was almost spit out by the slap, coughed and stood up quickly, which made Zhang Xianzhong give him a reproachful look, Song Qingshu almost died of depression.

But Scarface secretly muttered a few words aside, which immediately made Song Qingshu's eyes widen. He's so green, this Ma Shouying dared to speak up, and asked for the things in the official warehouse to be divided equally!
For ten days, most of the battles that mainly sniped the officers and soldiers were fought by myself and others. Take today's sniping on the most important two thousand Ming troops in Ganquan County as an example. Even Song Qingshu, the old and weak, women and children were used. Feng Shuangli mobilized more than 5000 people, and no less than [-] died. This Ma Shou should be cunning, and he backed down whenever he encountered a tough battle and found an excuse.

To be a boss is to be absolutely hard when you should be hard!The revolver was also released, and Song Qingshu opened his mouth angrily after glancing at the mutton hand-picked rice.

"Old Hui Hui, you are not upright! This afternoon, Shen Anchuan, our Eight Great Kings fought. The official dog who came from Baoanzhou the day before yesterday, the Eight Great Kings personally led cavalry to defeat them. You always follow the drum , Waving the flag, half of it will be divided, how do you let the brothers explain to their subordinates!"

The Peasant Army is like this, when they say they turn their backs, they turn their faces. At this moment, Ma Shouying is like cutting two or three catties of cakes. The wrinkles on his forehead are dense like a tiger. Mimi stares at Song Qingshu with a strange tongue. The Shanxi flavor of the tune snorted disdainfully.

"What are you? When Lao Ma and your eighth king fought against the flag and rebelled, you were still shaking spoons in the restaurant! Eighth king, let's not talk about anything else. When our two battalions went to Shangnan side by side, Guan Gong Kowtow like before, the blessings and the hardships are the same! Now that the Eight Great Kings have developed, why don't you admit it?"

"Fuck your motherfucker!"

Before Song Qing could start scolding in a bookish manner, Zhang Xianzhong scolded him first, pointing at Lao Hui and turning his nose, that yellow tiger face seemed to bite someone, baring his teeth and yelling: "You old boy also knows that there are difficulties Dang, in the battle in Wugong County, if you hadn’t run away first, Laozi’s team would have killed more than 2000 officials? don't want."

"Eight Great Kings, are you sure?" The old Huihui's eyes narrowed even more, his yellow beard trembled dangerously, and his hands were secretly placed on his waist. At this time, Scarface slightly tugged on Song Qingshu's clothes Sleeves, glanced out the window.

Looking at Song Qingshu now, I really can’t wait to curse out loud, mother, there is no one during the war, so if you are careful, you can come one by one. The garden of the prefect was originally outside the living room window, and you can clearly see the shaking shadows of warriors. , this old guy is a bad visitor!

Cursing secretly in his heart, Song Qingshu put his hand on the firecracker again with a small gesture, Zhang Xianzhong seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and put his hands on the table likewise, narrowing his eyes dangerously, without saying a word, just staring at Ma Shouying, Seeing that a fight was about to start if there was a disagreement, the kung fu door was suddenly kicked open unexpectedly.

"Eight Great Kings! Master Hui, Third Master! Something is wrong, and a team from the east is coming straight to our Yan'an prefecture! I don't know how many people there are, but it looks like tens of thousands!"

"Damn!"

Almost at the same time, several big shots cursed together and looked at each other. Zhang Xianzhong and Ma Shouying tacitly withdrew their hostility. I was in a daze, you guys are too much of a joke, aren't you?

Following behind was also running to the east wall, Song Qingshu's eyes were a little straight, there were tens of thousands of people, but they were not government troops, but also peasant troops, and the cavalry in front of them in ragged cotton jackets and sheepskin jackets trampled on the dust, and they were not afraid of being accused. He was polluted, followed by an unknown number of pawns eating ashes, and a banner with the word Cao was waving fiercely in the army.

"Cao Cao!" The yellow beard, who was always angry, twitched again.

While talking, the fat soldier and horse also came to the city. A guy with a felt hat, a triangular head and a big beard, who looked like he was not a good person rode a horse, and greeted the top of the city with a glib smile.

"Eight Great Kings, Lord Hui! Long time no see, I miss you so much!"

The surname is Luo, and the word Cao is also typed. Song Qingshu's heart is like a mirror, so it is this guy!

(End of this chapter)