Compared with Dongping City, the Pheasant Slave personally led the people to Qufu's operation was surprisingly smooth, because no one would have expected that someone would dare to openly lead troops to break into the Sage's Mansion, of course, if someone really did this, they would naturally not encounter any resistance. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Therefore, although Qufu is farther away, the pheasant slave returns at almost the same speed as Liu Yu, and behind her is also a long string of people, that is, the northern clan of the Kong clan who were first enshrined in the Jin people and then took refuge in the Yuan people...... Yan Sheng Gong.

Originally, Liu Yu thought that this person ran away, but he didn't expect to hear the pheasant slave's explanation, only to know that the Northern Sect at this time did not have this title at all, and the previous generation of Mongolians named Yan Shenggong Kong Zhen, because of his bad background, was sued by the clan, and finally abolished, Kublai Khan at that time was only a king.

"If it's gone, it's gone, just catch all these people, so that they don't have to launch another fake one." Liu Yu's words made these people who claimed to be the descendants of saints fall into the abyss, and they enjoyed the same treatment as the descendants of the Yan family and the gentlemen who were cleared out, and they were exiled overseas.

When they returned to Jinan City, it had become a sea of joy, the things copied from those big households, piled up all the warehouses, and the back was still being sent into the city, the material and spiritual double stimulation, finally let Liu Yu see some kind of change in those low-level people, personally trampled those once high and high under the leadership of the government, what could be more exciting than this?

In this respect, the people of the thirteenth century were no different from those of the early twentieth century, and they were equally oppressed, and looking at the entire map of China, Liu Yu could no longer find a suitable soil like Shandong that could give birth to a seed called 'revolution'.

Of course, all the actions at this moment have nothing to do with the revolution, at best they are a mob of looting while the fire is raging, but things will always develop little by little, and he believes that with the deepening of propaganda work, it will one day develop into a storm that will sweep the world, making those who are still hiding in the remnants of feudalism tremble.

"I can't fit in the prison, what should I do next?"

The pheasant slave was a little worried, but Liu Yu looked at the crowded streets, and said confidently: "The people are safe, and once these people taste the sweetness, they will understand that they actually have no way out." ”

Looking at the excited and distorted faces in front of him, the pheasant slave felt a little sympathetic in his heart, the Yuan people could tolerate them to belong to the Song people, because it was a last resort, but they would never tolerate it, they infringed on the interests of the gentry class, because this is the basis of their rule, and when the time comes, the counterattack will be more profound than the Kuomintang reactionaries in history, and it will be more unlimited.

So obviously, the Song people who instigated this matter became their only reliance in their minds.

"Immediately send all the ordnance in the treasury and the weapons and equipment you have eliminated, and arm them all, whether Jinan City can hold it and how long it can be defended depends on our efforts, as long as they can survive, they will become the strongest soldiers under your command, until death."

The pheasant slave nodded as if he didn't understand, and returned to the previous question: "What about these people?" ”

"They're the key to this fight." Liu Yu looked back at the captives who were strung into long strings: "You remember that you must vigorously carry out propaganda work, which is as important as preparing for war, so that all people know what they are fighting for, not for any country, but for themselves, for their children and grandchildren to no longer be slaves, and to be an upright Han person." ”

The answer to the pheasant's expectations was revealed the next day, and the streets of Jinan were filled with colorful flags, and all the Song soldiers stood on both sides of the city's streets, behind them, on the walls and pillars, all kinds of slogans were written, no awkward rhetoric, all as catchy as the vernacular.

"Down with the puppet Yuan regime!"

"Han and Hu are not separate!"

"Hu people, get out of Huaxia!"

"Han people will never be slaves!"

......

A series of slogans make the people both fresh and curious, which completely subverts their cognition, what is the national contradiction, no one has ever talked to them, but is constantly instilled, how wise the emperor is today, because of his benevolence, the people of Shandong were not all killed because of the rebellion, so it is lucky to survive, what is the point of paying more taxes.

Now the Song people told them that the reason why they were so poor was because all their wealth was plundered by the rulers of the Mengyuan Dynasty, and they not only wanted money, but also their lives, and countless Shandong children were forced to the front line of the war.

Soon there was movement on the street separated by the sergeants, some people with their hands tied and signs on their bodies were dragged by ropes to walk on it, and the most puzzling thing was that in front of this group of people, there was a wooden shelf, on which was not a living person, but a white skeleton, and a sign was also written on the shelf, "Hardcore traitor Yanshi".

The escorts in the back were all armed with tasseled guns and red armbands on their arms, they looked like sergeants, each with a weapon in his hand, but he was not wearing armor, and he was dressed differently, most of them were still dressed in ordinary people's clothes, and a man at the head of the walk, holding a trumpet-shaped object in his hand, the sound was so loud that it could ring in the ears.

"Folks, you have all seen with your own eyes how rich the families of the so-called gentry who have sucked your blood and sweat are, and every grain of grain has been planted by us with our hands, why was it taken away by them? Those high-ranking Mongols and Semu people, they robbed your family of the last penny, and even their children did not let go, as a Han Chinese, why should they be abused? ”

"The reason why you have fallen into this fate is all caused by these people in the back, who are Han Chinese, but they are willing to be a dog at the feet of the Mongols, and use your blood, sweat and children to please their masters, such people, you say, should they be killed?"

"Damn it!" Regardless of whether they are illiterate or not, the truth is still understandable, these seemingly simple things, immediately resonated in the hearts of ordinary people, they responded at the same time, but also did not forget to use what they could find in their hands, smashed into the bodies of those street travelers, rotten vegetables, stones, etc., of course, eggs are impossible, that is a precious thing.

"Down with the hardcore traitor!"

"Down with the traitor dog leg Yan Zhongyu!"

"Down with the traitor and the dog's leg Yan Zhonghu!"

"Down with the traitor literati Li Qian, Yan Fu, and Meng Qi!"

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Every name is mentioned, it will cause the echo of the people, one after another spread all over the streets and alleys of Jinan City, looking at the angry eyes on the faces of the people, as the local chief official Yan Zhonghu could not have imagined that he who has always loved the people, will be such an end, this kind of coldness even surpasses the sadness that his father's bones cannot be put into the ground, because this voice is so uniform in the mouths of the people, as if it has been discussed in advance.

Li Qian and Yan Fu, who have not yet had time to become a literati, have also become traitors in the mouths of the people, and what makes them feel uneasy is not a title or a crime, but a force, a force that the people have woken up from ignorance and no longer blindly believe, in fact, the Song people did not tie their mouths, nor did they plug cloth strips or cut off their tongues, but they couldn't even breathe out a word of discrimination, and they would be drowned in the overwhelming slogans.

These slogans are even different from those demagogic cult slogans, because they are so specific and directed at the hearts of the people, and no one as a literati knows better than them what kind of terrible destructive force this force can burst out when it is unleashed, and its name is "awakening."

This is not like what the Song people can do at all, although the two sides are hostile, but in terms of ruling the people, there is an amazing consistency, because their theories are all from the sages and sages, the Song people do this, that is not even their own foundation, what are they trying to do? Is it to create some trouble for the Yuan people on the side of the heart of Shandong?

Li Qian didn't believe it, but he had to believe it, and when these people traveled all over the main streets of Jinan City, everyone's heads and faces changed to varying degrees, and they were escorted to a large square, they knew that their group of people was not the only one, and soon the huge square was occupied by a group of the same street travelers, and countless people squeezed in, filling the entire square.

"Folks in Jinan Prefecture, today, you will witness the end of an era, the Mongols have ruled the Central Plains for more than 50 years, and they can stand all thanks to the help of these people, because of them, you have been doubly oppressed, because of them, you live without dignity, and today, you will break these with your own hands and end this era of slavery."

Through the radio pillars erected around the square, Liu Yu's voice was amplified into everyone's ears, and this kind of broadcasting system that had been proven in Jiankang City conquered the hearts of the people in the north in an instant, and the atmosphere also reached a climax with the names being called out one by one.

"Yan Shi and his son Yan Zhongyu, Yan Zhonghu, Sun Yanlang and other adult men below seven people, sentenced to the crime of traitor, treason, several crimes and punishment, because the main culprit Yan Shi is dead, so his coffin was killed, showed to the public for seven days after incineration, thrown into the East China Sea, his son Yan Zhongyu and others were decided, the head of the public for seven days, with his father. In the Yan family, all the family wealth was confiscated into the official, the acres of land were divided among the people, and the rest were exiled overseas and never returned. ”

"Zhao Tianti ......"

"Zhu Yi ......"

"Zhu Quan ......"

Behind every name is a string of people, adult men are beheaded for public display, family property confiscated, family members are exiled abroad, justified, advantageous, and modest, and they are beaten into the abyss in the form of law, so that the earthquake can really be regrettable, and justice may be late, but it will never be absent.

Under the wave of countless arms, in the shouts of hundreds of people, the heads of people rolled down to the dust, they will be hung on the four doors, these ordinary high-spirited officials and gentry, when they die, they are just a puddle of mud, many people can't help them, and they lose the face of their fathers, after these big officials and gentry, it is the turn of the scholars headed by Li Qian and others, watching the Song officials come over, no one is not shaking their legs and feet, and they are unsteady on their feet.

"Reading the book of sages, first of all, we must understand the reason, both know the reason, and then know that Yi Xia does not stand together, only to educate the four Yi to serve China, not as a Han people, but to welcome the slave chief as the master's truth, the Han family declined, my generation should rise up more, the sage said, 'take righteousness into benevolence'. It seems that you are unwilling to become benevolent and unwilling to avoid the world, willing to be lowly, and to distort the words of the saints to defend them, the more you read, the more evil you do, enslave the people, and maintain the rule of foreign races, you are not traitors, who are? “

Liu Yu's theory seems to be fresh, but it is just the remnants of the anti-Japanese war experienced by later generations, and it is used to deal with these literati who read to the belly of a dog, and naturally there is no disadvantage, Li Qian and others are about to refute one or two, and they are immediately overwhelmed by the tide-like shouts of the people, and they can't help but feel like ashes, and they know that they will not escape.

"Down with the traitor literati Li Qian, Yan Fu, Meng Lin, ......"

"Li Qian wait, kneel down and listen to the verdict."

When the call stopped, Liu Yu lost no time in raising the megaphone, and he called a string of literati by name, just like those who were executed before, two sergeants armed with steel knives clamped left and right, and directly slipped to the front, letting them face the people, kneeling on the ground covered with blood, most literati had never experienced such a scene, they couldn't stand steadily in the morning, and they immediately knelt down.

"A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated." There were a few others standing there, looking graceful, Liu Yu walked over with a smile.

"What's your name?"

"A certain surname Yan has a compound character Zijing, if you want to kill, you will kill, why do you need to say more." The man stood proudly, his face disdainful.

"It's good to have a name." When Liu Yu heard this, he ignored him and turned to the direction of the people: "This person was summoned by the slave chief Kublai Khan last year, he was very excited, and he couldn't wait to tell the world that he was fortunate to be the dog of the Mongols. ”

"You spew blood, how can you kneel when you meet someone?"

"Oh, in front of Kublai Khan's seat, how dare you not salute? When you see real gold, don't kneel? In front of Polu, Boyan, An Tong, Shi Tianze and others, do you dare to stand like this and not worship? Liu Yu's rhetorical question made him speechless immediately, these people, from the king to the prince to the prime minister, are all looked up to by him, a scholar in white, how can he not salute, if he wants to bow, he naturally has to kneel.

"This official still thinks that you have a lot of backbone, a good man of the Han people, kneeling down to the world and the ground, kneeling to your ancestors' parents, and you, bending your knees to the slave chieftain, and seeing that the people do not worship. In this case, the official will fulfill your heart of being a slave, come to someone, help him, and there is no need to stand in the future. ”

Just when everyone was speculating about how to help, the two sergeants behind this person had already understood, one held down his shoulders, the other raised the steel knife, and slashed down, only to hear a terrible scream, the man's legs were cut off from the knee down, half of his body was let go, and his two hands were desperately trying to grab something on the ground, his face was as hideous as a ghost, where was there still a little bit of the 'Dongping Four Heroes' of the scholar's appearance.

His miserable condition was seen by the remaining few people who were standing, and he immediately became unsteady, and fell to his knees one after another, not daring to look at everything around him, there is something far more terrible in this world than death, that is, life is better than death.

"Very good, the people gave birth to you, and there is no shame in giving them the knees, but you have gone astray, and you have not harmed the people, and the official does not want to kill them all, unless you are like that person."

He coldly swept over the half of his body on the ground: "Yan Fu, he is a dog with all his heart, he teaches in every way without repentance, and he isolates himself from the people, he should be dealt with strictly, and on the grounds of example, his crimes are the same as those of the former, he will be executed, his family will be exiled, and his name should be written as a 'traitor lackey', and he will always warn the world." ”

"As for you, there is still a chance to make corrections, that is, pick up the pen and ink, fight back, expose the brutal rule of the pseudo-yuan, those who pass the pass, you can be light, your family can also be free, and those who do not change their dead nature will go to be with Yan Fu, you are either classmates, or fellow villagers, you must not see him alone."

His eyes swept over one by one, everyone lowered their heads, occasionally a few were dissatisfied, as soon as they heard the cry in their ears, thinking of the eyes of their families, where did they dare to be half angry, Liu Yu just wanted to take a look, even the Mongolians are willing to welcome the so-called scholars, how many kinds of people are there? It's a pity that even the only one I have now regrets it.

There's no way, who made him unlucky to be the first bird, the thunderous means broke the illusion in the minds of these people, these Song people are more ruthless than mountain thieves and bandits, people are at most fatal, and they have to punish their hearts! Isn't this what the literati are afraid of, who wants to be scolded by their own villagers as 'traitors and lackeys'.

Since there is no choice, these literati are faster than the other, Li Qian, who was the first to hand it over, is very pleasing to the eye just by looking at that stroke, as for the content, Liu Yu actually doesn't care too much, he doesn't have too much black material in his hand, put away the paperwork like 'casting a name', he suddenly remembered a sentence, which is very appropriate here.

"Why should you be a thief?"

Li Qian, who was about to go out, was stunned, he gritted his teeth, turned his head and knelt down towards Liu Yu.

"You want to intercede for that man?"

"Shangguan Rongyu, Yan Zijing spoke wildly, and collided with nobles, all of them were too indulgent, and now his legs have been broken, and he is almost a wasted person, and the small courage asks Shangguan to be lenient and indulgent, and he is willing to persuade him to write a defense, just to spare his life."

"It's late, Li Qian, it's not that the official wants his life, but now, letting him live is more uncomfortable than dying, so decisive, he can still have a reputation from the beginning, what do you say."

Li Qian naturally understood this truth, it was a high-minded and arrogant person, and it might be even more difficult to accept it if he was softer than losing his legs.

"Those who abandon the Central Plains, Da Song Ye, why do you sin me?"

"It is true that the great husband was born in the world, and he studied the books of the sages, so he should strive for self-improvement, not for the country but also for the people, the Great Song Dynasty can be abandoned, how can we give up ourselves?"

Liu Yu patted him on the shoulder, gave the confused reader one last sentence, and walked out of the square without looking back.

"Justice may be late, but it will never be absent."