Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 149
Obviously it was a peasant army who robbed big families, which is quite common. The peasant uprising in the late Ming Dynasty was the product of the extreme conflict between the local peasants and the landlord ruling class. The landlords and bureaucrats who beat their necks and sucked their marrow were wiped out.

Hearing the noise, Song Qingshu was used to it. Now that the other insurgents hadn't paid attention and pulled away all the blacksmiths in Yan'an Mansion, he didn't want to cause trouble, so he led his troops to go around the compound where the noise was made.

Hongniang Xing pouted again aggrieved.

Seeing that the horse was about to pass by, a stack of ancient books was suddenly thrown out of the robbed mansion, and then a man with the appearance of a scholar rushed out, covering the books with his body, and then A few peasant soldiers ran out again, kicking the scholar's back brutally.

"Damn it, how can a few rolls of butt-wiping paper make you angry with me, and now the brothers are going to use your torn paper to pay respects, get up for me!"

"This is not torn paper, this is the Song version of the Later Han Dynasty! These volumes of ancient books are all handed down by the family ancestors, and there is only one volume in the world. Lord Jun, please take whatever is in my house. Tear my book!" With his arms around the book, the scholar's voice turned into tears.

However, the destructiveness of the peasant army was fully demonstrated at this time. These low-level peasants were uneducated. They were afraid of educated scholars and at the same time hated them extremely.

"Get up for me, I don't care about your marriage in Song Dynasty, but this one insists on wiping your ass with these rolls of torn paper. Get up!"

The scholar was a few opponents of the peasant army who revolted. Seeing that the scholar was about to be dragged up, the book was snatched and torn, and a long riding whip was whipped across the head, and with a bang, the powerful whip whipped several peasants Jun rolled all over the ground like a gourd.

"Damn it, your baby came out of nowhere, dare to take care of our Cao Ying's affairs, don't you want to live?"

These few were probably cronies, who had never suffered such a loss, stood up and grinned furiously, opened their mouths and cursed, and even stretched out their hands to grab the guy, pretending to kill.

Don't look at Hongniang Xing and Song Qingshu's quarrel just now, but at this moment, she kicked the horse's stomach directly, and the spear flew across, Hongniang Xing made a move, and Liu Dazhu who was riding behind him took the spear out as a matter of course, and didn't wait for a few After the Peasant Army finished cursing, more than a dozen spears were clamped around their necks, and these people were so scared that they didn't even dare to fart.

"Cao Ying, Luo Da's subordinate, hehe."

With a sneer at the corner of his mouth, Song Qingshu immediately pointed down the horsewhip, pointed at the scholar's back, and asked.

"what's your name?"

"Report, report to the king, Xiao, Xiao Ke, no, the villain's name is Tian Boguang! Yes, he is a student of Yan'an Prefecture!"

After two sentences, the scholar's words slipped away. Knowing that Song Qingshu was a savior, he quickly knelt down on the ground and kowtowed: "General, these ancient books are all classics left by our ancestors! Only my father collects them in the world. If it is destroyed today, the world will no longer have the original post-Han books inherited from the prosperous Tang Dynasty, please be merciful!"

This name made Song Qingshu couldn't help but shook his head amusedly, Tian Boguang even popped out a prostitute, wondering if he could still meet Linghu Chong.

The reason why Song Qingshu came to help was that on the one hand, he hated this kind of destruction of ancient books. His family's genealogy and several ancient books collected by the ancestors of the Song family were all burned by the Red Guards. Knowing where your family comes from is impossible.

On the other hand, the Song version of the ancient book Hou Hanshu!Just before Song Qingshu crossed over to go north to Shaanxi, he had watched eleven documentaries of the Central Committee. One episode told the story of the contemporary Donglin party leader Qian Qianyi’s collection of books. This is the Song version of "Book of the Later Han", Qian Qianyi It took a full 200 taels of silver to buy it.

Although how I look at it now, I and Qian Qianyi can't fight each other, but now that I get the Book of Later Han, what if we can get in touch with each other in the future?I followed Zhang Xianzhong. After the fall of the Ming Dynasty in 17 years of Chongzhen, the Daxi Army mainly joined forces with Nanming to fight against the Qing Dynasty. Qian Qianyi was the minister of the Ministry of Rites of the Nanming Dynasty. After the fall of Nanjing, he secretly actively supported the anti-Qing activities. Is it useful?

Regardless of whether he is a thief or not, Song Qingshu pointed at Tian Boguang with the whip and said arrogantly: "You belong to Lao Tzu, and your books belong to Lao Tzu, pack up your things and follow me!"

"This……"

Scholars can re-name festivals these days. In the early days, there were hardly many scholars attached to the peasant army. It was not until the 13th year of Chongzhen, when Li Zicheng captured Luoyang and Kaifeng, and when the world situation was extremely reversed, these arrogant scholars such as Niu Jinxing, Gu Junen, etc. came one after another. Taking refuge in the peasant army, Song Qingshu wanted to hang out with him, which really made Tian Boguang a little embarrassed.

Seeing his hesitation, Song Qingshu didn't even wait, he came directly to the horse and turned his head and left. Seeing that the only savior was about to leave, Tian Boguang hurriedly knocked his head on the ground again.

"My lord, let's go slowly! Rong Xiaoke packs up his family members, let's go now, let's go now!"

Seeing that the scholar ran back to the house to tidy up a few volumes of books, the peasant army forced by the carbine was unwilling. The guy who looked like the leader stretched his face, pointed at Song Qingshu and yelled angrily: "Wu that man, if you have the guts to leave a name, my Cao Shuai will seek justice for me in the future!"

It's okay not to mention it, but when Luo Rucai was mentioned, Song Qingshu became angry. Hearing this, he turned his horse and whipped the whip to the ground. Luo Rucai's subordinates trembled again, snorted disdainfully, and Song Qingshu folded his arms Only then did he say arrogantly.

"Listen, the city was brought down by me. You guys are just following me for cheap. You don't even dare to face the officers and soldiers. What right do you have to yell at me? Give it to me right away, get out!"

With a sound of rolling, more than a hundred cavalrymen, including Xing Hongniang, smashed their guns to the ground with a loud bang, and with a sudden bang, several peasant army minions were completely frightened, dropped their things and rolled around. Climbed and ran towards the county government office, turning his head while running, as if he was afraid that Song Qingshu would catch up.

"waste!"

Feeling a bit angry, Song Qingshu was in a better mood, curled his lips in disdain, then waved lightly at Tian Boguang who came out holding the book, a little lady in blue, and a few old servants.

"Go with me."

Reluctantly looking back at their homeland, several Tian family members had no choice but to hold their books in distress, and followed the cavalry team in embarrassment.

On the way back, the originally prosperous commercial street in Yan'an Mansion was completely reduced to ruins at this time. The unlucky restaurant owner hugged the daughter he finally snatched back and cried loudly. A businessman drooped his head depressedly and sat next to a burning shop that had been looted.

They were considered lucky. There were more than a dozen dead bodies lying here and there on the street.

After all, I also own a restaurant. Seeing the father and daughter crying pitifully in the restaurant, the girl seemed to have been spoiled. Xing Hongniang couldn't help feeling compassionate, and tugged at Song Qingshu's sleeve beside her.

"Hey, fool, anyway, there is an extra poor scholar, so take this father and daughter with you?"

Anyway, this meeting is over, and the relationship with Luo Rucai has also been formed, Song Qingshu waved his hand indifferently.Immediately cheered, rushed out with the reins of the horse, Xing Hongniang shook the whip and shouted at the two father and daughter who opened the restaurant: "Pack up your things and go with me!"

Dazed for a moment, looking at the stupid battalion cavalry with bright armor, how dare they say no, anyway, everything was robbed, and the father and daughter did not even dare to cry after taking the bedroll, so they followed the cavalry silently .

Seeing the father and daughter of the restaurant leave, the owner of the grain store, the owner of the silk shop, and the owner of the grocery store hesitated for a while, hesitantly packed a few pieces of luggage, and followed the team to the east of the city staggeringly.

Returning to the camp without any danger, Song Qingshu told Caiwei to tidy up Tian Boguang's family's ancient books and the ancient books he robbed in Longhu Village last time, and Song Qingshu immediately led the blacksmiths to the back camp with some excitement.

Where, the things brought by Liu Zongmin have already spread out, and the coal brought back from the county government has burned red, and black smoke began to billow from the blacksmith shop, and the blacksmiths and silly blacksmiths who were called one by one were also there. He rolled up his sleeves, regardless of the officers and volunteers, using their blacksmiths is nothing more than making weapons and armor, and this time the craftsmen are used to it.

But this time before they rolled up their sleeves and showed their housekeeping skills, Song Qingshu took out a blueprint that made everyone look stupid.

"Your Majesty, this old man has been fighting a knife all his life, and he has never used this kind of knife again. It's not just the king who wants to use a knife like this, what is he going to do?"

The knife on the blueprint is only eight or nine inches long, not even one-third of the length of the military sword, and the knife is actually three-edged, with a thick blade and a sharp tip. The end of the knife has a strange swallow tail. Let alone such a knife, those experienced old beggar blacksmiths have never heard of it in several lifetimes.

what to doListening to this question, Song Qingshu couldn't help rolling his eyes.

"What are knives for? Killing people! They can't be used to kill pigs! Do you know how to forge iron? If not, I'll find someone else!"

Ten taels of silver!It may not be worth three taels of silver to strike iron for the officers and soldiers for a year. Hearing Song Qingshu's impatient voice, the blacksmiths had no choice but to pick up the hammer and started beating in a daze.

In the next few days, the peasant army was like ants coming out of the nest. Almost all the defenders in the nearby counties were wiped out under Song Qingshu's aid strategy. Eight county magistrates were killed, eleven cities were destroyed, and a large number of official warehouses and landlord warehouses were looted. Ten thousand.

In order to regain the strategically important Yan'an Mansion, Du Wenhuan, the general of Yansui, entangled more than 7000 Great Wall frontier troops and went south to Zhidan. Thirty miles away, Du Wenhuan was so frightened that the two groups fought, and he dared not move even a step when he was stationed in Zhidan.

These days the Peasant Army is fighting lively, Song Qingshu's silly camp is also full of noise, black smoke is billowing every day, and from time to time someone inside can be heard shouting violently like thunder.

"Silly fork, the size is too big!"

"Nimma, can you fucking know how to forge iron? This is also called a knife?"

"The size is too small, go back and try again!"

The cursing sound lasted for more than five days. Song Qingshu, who was smoking from his throat, was holding a black three-edged strange knife. He nodded in satisfaction, and then threw the knife back to the blacksmith leader.

"Fight like this from now on!"

A large group of trembling blacksmiths, including Liu Zongmin, finally breathed a sigh of relief. After being scolded by Song Qingshu for so many days, some people doubted whether they would be able to blacksmith.

It can be considered that a major event has been completed, and Song Qingshu himself felt a lot more relaxed. He covered his hoarse voice with cursing, and planned to go to the front camp to check the situation and find some water to drink, but at this time, Scarface hurriedly took the Seeing Li Dingguo come in from the front gate, and seeing Song Qingshu come out with a dirty face, Li Dingguo rushed forward straightforwardly, and clasped his fists at Song Qingshu.

"Third Uncle! My adoptive father and Wang Tianwang, Gao Chuang Wang and the others are back! The adoptive father asked the child to find the third uncle to go to the state capital as soon as possible. There is something important!"

Shocked suddenly, he picked up a towel and wiped his face, Song Qingshu also waved his hand anxiously: "Lead the way!"

More than a hundred cavalry once again raised dust on the avenue of Yan'an Mansion. While running, Song Qingshu asked: "Fourth! Tell uncle, what happened to gather the big guys in such a hurry?"

It was the first time for Xiao Li Dingguo to experience such a big event, and he also shook his head helplessly: "Uncle, I don't know, the foster father didn't say anything, but I heard that this time Wang Tianwang seems to decide that our rebel army will go down." Where to go next step."

Where to go!Song Qingshu's heart tightened when he heard this heavy word, and he couldn't help urging his horse to whip two more times. At the sound of the whip, the oolong horse that was captured by the killer of the Qin Palace raised its front hooves even more hastily...

(End of this chapter)