Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 162 Unexpected arrival
Li Yan was directly invited out, and the next step was the military arrangement, who would play the striker, Song Qingshu decided to cut off the back himself, which made the big guys speechless, and the plan was discussed until almost ten o'clock in the middle of the night, a large group of leaders big and small Only then did they go away.

However, the entire refugee army was in a state of turmoil. Everyone was worried and full of fear for the dawn. This night was destined to be a sleepless night.

Anyway, no one can sleep, and after a long time, the first ray of sky rises from the east, and when the sky is still dark, the Huotou army in the back starts to make rice, taking out the best wheat and steaming it into steamed buns, just like the Yellow River. The few small fish that came up, and the strong men who came out of Funiu Mountain talked to each other about the tragic situation down the mountain, and the morale gradually improved again.

The peasant army down there couldn't tell the difference between the real recruitment and the fake recruitment. Thinking of the dilapidated situation in Shangnan County, these people are gearing up again. Earn one for two, and fight for a way out for your parents, wife and children, so let's fight for it!
After taking out the last bit of wine, Old Man Xing led the more than 100 selected cavalrymen in the lead and drank it down, then slammed the bowl, Hongniang Xing also squeezed into the cavalry team, Song Qingshu wanted to stop it, but hesitated Next, I swallowed the words back.

The last drumbeat of Maoshi passed, and the bright sky of Chenshi began to cover the land of the Yellow River. The cavalry in front had even sharpened their swords and were waiting for an order. However, this offensive that was ready to go was interrupted. .

To the west, at the official army camp, a man in a red official uniform led two servants, swaggering over with a white flag, claiming to negotiate!

At this juncture, Song Qingshu really hesitated for a long time before ordering the envoys of the officers and soldiers to be brought to the central army, and stopped the attack first. At this point, Song Qingshu was still anxiously thinking about the purpose of the negotiations between the officers and the army, and could it be possible? Taking advantage of this opportunity of negotiation to hold back the troops for a few days, they secretly built the Yellow River floating bridge. At this time, a hearty and familiar ridicule came in from the door.

"Shopkeeper Song, let's say goodbye to Xi'an City. You really made a fool of this family. Today, you made enough pastries to make amends. Otherwise, this family will not be able to forgive you!"

Song Qingshu almost sat down on the ground, and the scarred face next to him also stared round in disbelief, but Caiwei, who was wearing a paper armor military uniform, opened her mouth in surprise and yelled out.

"Lord Hong!"

He has a dark face, speaks with a strong Fujian flavor, walks in a crimson official uniform, trembles when he speaks, is it Hong Chengchou or who?

This guy dared to create his own military camp alone, Song Qingshu didn't know whether to call him stupid or admire his courage.

Not treating himself as an outsider at all, he walked into the tent, looked around the big mouth and wide eyes, and Hong Chengchou laughed again: "Why, old guests come, why don't you entertain them?"

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Hong Chengchou is really a bold person, flour, milk, sugar, he brought all the things that Song Qingshu played with at the beginning, they turned out to be guests, and now almost all the officers and troops surrounding Song Qingshu are under the command of the governor of Yansui. Here, there is no need to worry about the attack of the official army for the time being, and it is good for the peasant army to be able to take a breather.

The soldiers who were ready to fight for the time being were all taken back and retreated into the dug trenches. Song Qingshu finally picked up his old job. The river mud on the edge of the Yellow River was piled up into a stove, Caiwei and noodles, Qiaoer and Xiaobao The butter was stirred, the radish was responsible for lighting the fire, and a Yellow River carp was grilled with local materials. After tossing until noon, the decent food that was originally like a small restaurant in Xi'an was tossed out.

The news in this army is not kept secret enough. I heard that all the high officials of the imperial court came to visit the head of the family. A large circle of peasant troops crowded outside the Chinese army. They wanted to see clearly, but Liu Zongmin led Zhang Xianzhong to stay behind. The [-] soldiers and dead soldiers under him blocked the outside, but the taste of the grilled fish made them salivate.

Even Caiwei just poured fruit juice on the sidelines, only Song Qingshu and Hong Chengchou really enjoyed the meal, and only Hong Chengchou himself was really in the mood to enjoy the meal.

There was no fork in the army, so he cut the halberd in half with a pocket knife, then slowly stuffed it into his mouth, took another piece of grilled fish, and finally poured a big mouthful of juice, and Hong Chengchou spit out a mouthful comfortably. Come on.

"Brother Song, since you left, I've been around this old brother in Xi'an city, and I haven't tasted my brother's craftsmanship again. I really miss it very much. They say that a gentleman can cook food far away from the kitchen. You are the only one with such an elegant atmosphere."

"Master Hong is admirable. The Zhao's restaurant and Shi's restaurant in the city are no less than my little brother's craftsmanship."

Song Qingshu was obviously absent-minded, he just opened his mouth to prevaricate, staring at the corner of Hong Chengchou's clothes, Song Qingshu was still thinking, why did this famous hero in the late Ming Dynasty come to see him alone?The officers and soldiers have often done this thing in the name of recruiting security, and the other side made a surprise attack. Hong Chengchou can't let Hong Chengchou mess up his military morale again!
"Hehe, brother, the two families you mentioned were all gone yesterday, and the Zhao family was defeated when you just left. In order to buy yourself out, not to mention the restaurant, even the house was sold. It's really a coincidence. The Shi family, which he has been singing against, also sold almost all of their property, saying that they went back to their hometown in Shanxi, and the Qu family outside the South Gate. I heard that their shopkeeper lost their money doing business in Guangzhou, and they also sold their horses and chariots. Stop what you are doing, and go back to your hometown."

Hong Chengchou really listened to what Hong Chengchou said. Song Qingshu shook his head speechlessly. Feelings himself is a broom star, and all the people he dealt with went bankrupt, but there is also a profound social crisis revealed here. Farmers, industrial and commercial owners went bankrupt, The formation of the class that paid taxes to the Ming Dynasty collapsed, and the farmers who lost their land and jobs became refugees one after another, which deepened the social crisis and further promoted the collapse of the dynasty.

Seeing that Song Qingshu was speechless, Hong Chengchou suddenly lowered his voice, smiled and whispered next to Song Qingshu's ear: "Do you know who else is unlucky in Xi'an?"

"Zhu Cunji, the eldest son of Qin Jing, passed away for no apparent reason. Immediately afterwards, the old king of Qin couldn't bear the blow, and he couldn't afford to get sick, so he let go. Now the third son Zhu Cunji, who was honest and had no chance at all, came to the throne. pole."

Hearing this, Song Qingshu was really shocked. If he had to say who he hated the most, it could be the second son of King Qin, whose dog Zhu Cunbiao almost made him unable to survive, and he almost killed his whole family. , A sense of refreshment suddenly showed on Song Qingshu's face uncontrollably.

Seeing this scene, Hong Chengchou raised his head and laughed again.

"So, brother, you owe me a favor. Don't think that I don't know, Lao Hong. You were the one who threw the urine pot on the window of my house that day! Because of King Qin's disaster relief, Lord Yang He, the governor of the three sides, still doesn't want to quarrel with the prince of Qin. Breaking off, I wanted to hide the things in the snow, but Lao Hong and I took the risk of turning against him and handed the things to the Holy One. Murdering the clan is a big deal, but family ugliness cannot be publicized. His Majesty sent a eunuch, and the three-foot white silk solved it. "

"It is also due to the credit for this incident. This time on the Jingqinwang Road, the former Yansui governor Zhang Mengjing Zhang died of fear. The Holy Majesty thought of this and made an exception to promote Hong as the Yansui governor. It is really a great grace of the emperor what!"

The fruit juice seemed to contain alcohol, so he only drank a glass. This Hong Chengchou has become more and more insane, and he has told more and more inside stories to himself. Song Qingshu, who listened to it, was even more puzzled. He couldn't help it, and clasped his fists. After interrupting Hong Chengchou's words, Song Qingshu could be considered to have asked the question in his heart.

"Master Hong, I am grateful for your kindness and virtue, but now, my younger brother is a thief, and you are always a dignified second-rank official! You have entered the younger brother's camp so brazenly, so I am not afraid that the younger brother will use you as a shield and rush out ?"

"Hahaha, my brother is still as straightforward as before, but it's useless to use Lao Hong as a shield. Because of the matter of King Qin's son, Mr. Yang doesn't like to see Lao Hong now, and Lao Hong said that he is the governor of Yansui. Now It’s only been two or three months since I took office, and those generals and generals are still listening to the orders of the governors of the three sides, brother, you have to use my brother as a shield, and it’s likely that Master Yang will give the order and shoot to death!”

Hearing Hong Chengchou's laughter, Song Qingshu felt depressed immediately. He knew that what Hong Chengchou said was true, and it wasn't just about the prince of Qin. !Hong Chengchou could see clearly that the imperial court was unable to help Shaanxi at all, and picking food from the stingy King Qin and the Shaanxi landlord clan was tantamount to plucking hair from the ass of an iron cock.

History has also confirmed this point. After Hong Chengchou's Songjin defeat, his deputy Sun Chuanting took charge of Shaanxi, holding the last deck of the Ming Dynasty's Qin army. Sun Chuanting had to send troops to Henan without any chance of winning. On the one hand, it was because of Chongzhen The emperor’s suspicion and urging, on the other hand, was also because he was training the army in Shaanxi, and the folks had nothing to gain, so he had to take the Qin Fan and the Shaanxi landlords hard, and the gentry class did not support him. Lost, if Sun Chuanting sits firmly in Guanzhong, even Emperor Chongzhen may not be able to mobilize him if he writes a blood letter.

A small part of the reason for the failure of Yang Hefu Bureau was that Hong Chengchou secretly killed the high-level peasants who surrendered. This is also the reason why Song Qingshu was absolutely unwilling to appease.

"Brother, I know that you hate what I played in Shangnan, but if you were the governor of the three sides! How would you deal with this mess? Those rebellious and rogue leaders who have no sincerity to seek refuge in the court, are you going to kill them? Let go? The imperial court really cannot afford to support so many hungry people, if they are kept, the situation in Shaanxi will be ruined, what will you do?"

Hong Chengchou suddenly calmed down, and asked a question, but Song Qingshu who asked was dumbfounded...

(End of this chapter)