I was the emperor in the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 378 Connecting to the End of the World, Mingjiao General Forum
About a day's journey south of Mount Heng, there is a county called Pingding County at the junction of Hebei and Shanxi.

The terrain here is precipitous, and there are many wild animals and insects among the high mountains, and few outsiders set foot in it.

There is a Miao tribe living in Pingding County, with a population of about 5000.

There are very few Miao people living in the Central Plains, and this branch of Miao people is unknown for some reason. It is said that they have settled here for 200 to [-] years.

These Miao people believe in a religion called the Sun Moon Sect, and its leader is not only the leader of the Sun Moon Sect, but also the chieftain of these Miao people.

The whereabouts of the core members of the Sun Moon Sect are very mysterious. They live on a cliff that is easy to defend and difficult to attack.

It is very inconvenient to rely on the hanging basket in the mountain stream to go up and down on weekdays, and it is pulled by manpower a little bit.

But time has changed, whether it is the Miao people living at the bottom of the mountain, or the Sun Moon Sect members who live on the top of the mountain, they have become accustomed to it, and this method is used as a way to test the new believers.

On this day, two injured people suddenly ran outside the Miao tribe.

As soon as they entered the stockade, they called out to see the leader.

The Miao people, who are usually responsible for the security and security of the village, were shocked when they saw their appearance, and quickly ordered people to report to the leader of the Sun Moon Sect who lived on the top of the cliff.

After the two seriously injured people were settled, a tall and strong Miao man hurried out of the stockade and went straight to the cliff several miles away.

After blowing one long whistle and two short whistles, a sling hung down from the cliff. The Miao man turned over and got on the sling, and it took two or three minutes before he was hoisted up.

After climbing up the cliff, after passing through one after another guard post, he entered a manor-like courtyard.

There are nine front and rear entrances to this courtyard. Depending on the size of each courtyard, it is not a problem to accommodate three to five hundred people.

Even if this manor is placed on the ground, it is a rare large courtyard in the world. It is even more majestic and majestic when it is placed on this cliff.

On the high wall more than ten feet high, there are constantly majestic [-]s patrolling back and forth, and there are more than a dozen mighty warriors in bright silver armor guarding the gate of the manor.

This Miao man waited at the door for a long time before someone came out to pass on the message.

After entering the courtyard, they first passed a martial arts field covered with sand and gravel. At this time, more than a hundred Hmong youths were practicing martial arts under the guidance of a gray-haired old man.

The Miao man who delivered the news cast envious eyes on those youngsters, and refused to sell for a long time.

After the guide coughed lightly, the Miao talent came to his senses, stealing martial arts from the gods was a big taboo, he quickly looked away, and followed the man straight to the back hall.

After passing through many courtyards, he finally saw the leader in a majestic hall wearing a black robe embroidered with heaven and earth like the moon and stars.

The leader's name is Lin Mofeng. He looks about five or sixty years old, his beard and hair are a little gray, but he doesn't have the old man's sense of twilight in spirit.

He was sitting upright on a gorgeous chair, and the mere glance of his eagle eyes made the Miao man tremble with fright.

Hastily knelt down on the ground and reported in a trembling voice,

"Report... the leader, two people came back from the village, and they were one of the few people who left for the capital a few days ago.

They were wounded and clamored to see the leader, but the commander and Lord Sinan dared not call the shots and let the villain come forward to report! "

Hearing this news, a young man in brocade clothes sitting under his left stood up abruptly, excitedly facing the teacher who was sitting above him,
"Master, the person responsible for the rescue must have returned, and this subordinate will ask how the situation is."

This person was none other than Lin Wuque, the young master of Mingjiao who had arranged for Li Tian to be assassinated in the capital.

But as soon as he finished speaking, another person stood up and said to Lin Wuque in a deep voice,
"Don't worry, young master. They went to a total of eight people before, but only two of them came back at this time. This subordinate thinks that there must be something strange in it. It's better to be careful!"

This prison robbery was the result of Lin Wuque's vigorous advocacy. Not only did the previous actions not hurt Li Tian at all, but also allowed Li Tian to find an opportunity.

Taking the opportunity to investigate the household registrations in the capital and surrounding areas, the influence of the Ming Cult in the capital was almost uprooted and the losses were enormous.

Because of this incident, his position in the Ming Cult is already in jeopardy. If it weren't for the fact that the leader is his father, based on the catastrophes he has caused a few times, it would be trivial to pick skin cramps and poison Longtan after three knives and six holes.

The reason why he is so concerned about rescuing Liu Gang this time is that he wants to use this matter to save him.

Unexpectedly, these people never came back, and for three full days, no news came back.

At this time, someone finally came back, how could he not be in a hurry.

Lin Mofeng is a direct disciple named the leader of the previous generation.

When the previous leader was in office, Mingjiao was just a bright organization aiming to overthrow the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty.

Relying on the strength of the believers and actively participating in the uprising army can also be regarded as making great contributions to the Han people's recapture of the Central Plains.

However, since the previous leader passed away, and the Ming Dynasty's rule over China has become more stable, the living space of Mingjiao has been greatly suppressed. After trusting the leader Lin Mofeng to take over as the leader, they have developed different ambitions.

During the battle of Jingnan launched by Zhu Di to seize the throne, he smelled the smell of chaos in the world, and he also wanted to follow the example of Zhu Yuanzhang back then and create a dynasty.

Taking the opportunity to develop congregants all over the country, it was indeed possible to gather followers for a while, and a million congregants would dare not refuse to obey the order.

But what he didn't expect was that the battle of Jingnan ended with Zhu Di's complete victory after only three or four years of fighting.

At that time, although Mingjiao had a large number of believers, it did not have its own armed forces. It wanted to launch an uprising and challenge the limelight of the war madman Zhu Di, and it did not hesitate to seek death.

So he could only resist the urge.

In the following 20 years, although there were sporadic rebellions, for the increasingly stable Ming Dynasty, it was not a cause for concern at all.

And in this process, the world became more and more stable, the original congregation scattered, but in seven or eight years, the Ming Cult dropped from the original one million congregation to the present tens of thousands of people lingering on their last legs.

In the uprising incident launched by Lin San and others a few years ago, he was eager for success, and ordered Lin San and others to launch an attack before the rebel army was really prepared.

As a result, Lin Sanzhong died in an ambush, which made Lin San's wife Tang Sai'er completely turn against the Mingjiao. She took over the banner of the uprising, abandoned Mingjiao, and founded the White Lotus Sect.

After repeated blows, Mingjiao became more and more sluggish in his hands, almost on the verge of collapse.

(End of this chapter)