Chapter 77: Lord Fu Qing

"I can't afford to be a high-ranking official of the Chu Dynasty." Master Fu Qing said lightly.

Wang Xiao was stunned for a moment, feeling that this person seemed to be quite insightful, and a little like ...... Angry green.

So he whispered, "Come here, I'll ask you a question." ”

He thought to himself: Anyway, everyone is in jail, and you don't know who I am, so let's ask you.

Lord Fu Qing leaned over as he said.

Wang Xiao said softly in a rather mysterious tone: "You say, how many years do we have in the Chu Dynasty?" ”

In a word, Wang Xiao regretted it a little.

He was very worried that the other party shouted, "Come on, there is a person who is disrespectful to the court" or something.

However, Master Fu Qing was only silent for a moment.

"I don't believe in gas counting." Fu Qing said: "I think the so-called qi is just a matter of manpower, if you are a gentleman and a virtuous man, the natural mountains and rivers will be eternal." But if this continues, the discipline will be corrupted, and there will be natural disasters, and it will not be a few years......"

Wang Xiao was stunned.

Aren't all the talents of the Chu Dynasty in prison?

"Mr. Fu thinks, will our Chu Dynasty be defeated by the Manchus? Or...... Is there any king Li Zicheng outside? ”

Wang Xiao naturally asked Wang Zhen this question, but Wang Zhen only said that he had never heard anything of Li Zicheng.

At this time, Wang Xiao reacted a little, as the son of a wealthy businessman in the capital, the eldest brother Wang Zhen's gaze has his limitations, he has too many winds and snows in his eyes, and he can't see the people's suffering too far away.

But he heard Master Fu Qing laugh: "The war situation in Liaodong is erosive, and sooner or later it will drag down the court...... As for Li Zicheng, I haven't heard of this person. ”

Wang smiled: "That's the peasant rebel army......"

"Huh, righteousness?" Lord Fu Qing sighed, "But the afterlife is terrifying, you can see it." Liukou is indeed a confidant of the Chu Dynasty. Now Tang Zhongyuan is afraid that there are more than 100,000 horses, and the troops will send to the Central Plains, causing chaos in the world and causing misery to the people. The more officers and men suppressed, the more powerful the thieves became, and the situation was like a fire. ”

Wang Xiao only felt a "dang" in his head, and muttered: "Why have I never heard of these things these days? ”

"What's so strange that you haven't heard?" Fu Qing said: "Could it be that the world is really going to let you ignorant people know about it, and make the people in Beijing panic?" Half a year ago, in the first battle of Kaifeng, Tang Zhongyuan dug the Yellow River and washed away Kaifeng City, do you know how many people died?! Can you imagine what that would look like? Millions of corpses! Just thinking about it, I feel like hell on earth. But when the news reached Beijing, it became Wang Qiaolong who repelled Tang Zhongyuan, and the heavy rain of the Yellow River broke the embankment......"

Master Fu Qing laughed miserably as he spoke: "Hahaha, something that even Your Majesty doesn't know, you actually asked me why you haven't heard of it." What are you? ”

Wang smiled and pouted, stunned.

There is no Li Zicheng.

But when the process of history comes, there will still be Zhang Zicheng and Zhao Zicheng, and time will never let anyone go......

The two men in the prison fell silent.

Wang Xiao looked at the air window on the wall and was stunned.

As far as he could see, he could only see the waves of the capital.

But outside of this quiet capital, there is a scene of chaos and the destruction of the country.

No one can see the world at a glance. All you can see is the peaceful life in front of you, but one day, the disaster will suddenly come down.

History is never just a record of who and how to get it in the history books, but a whole era of people, between water and fire, knives and arrows to survive, in the long river of time, generation after generation...... Joys.

So where do you go from here?

After a long time, Wang Xiao sighed.

Lord Fu Qing also sighed.

Wang Xiao cheered up and asked another question.

This is a question that is usually asked by inmates in prison: "What did you do to come in?" ”

Lord Fu Qing asked rhetorically, "What about you?" ”

"I hit a criminal department Langzhong."

"Huh." Lord Fu Qing smiled and said, "I am a demon to confuse the public. ”

Wang Xiaoqi said: "What kind of lie did you say? ”

"If you want to hear it, it doesn't hurt you to hear it." Lord Fu Qing sighed again and said, "Many people have died in Shanxi......

"In the beginning, there was a small piece of meat in the throat of someone, who couldn't eat or drink, and his eyes were dizzy. Then he began to vomit, but instead of food, he vomited something red, like rotten watermelon flesh, and in an hour or so, he fell to the ground and died. Then, more and more people died, and once they contracted the disease, they all died, and the whole family died, and even the relatives who came to mourn began to vomit and die after they returned......"

"Plague?!"

Wang Xiao's heart trembled.

"Yes, there are plagues after the catastrophus, but this one is particularly bad." Fu Zhuqing sneered and said, "It's that you, a hairy boy, can know that it is the plague, but few officials in Beijing have such knowledge." ”

Wang Xiao was suddenly frightened, and he didn't even dare to breathe.

The plague at the end of the Ming Dynasty!

In the original history, it was this plague that caused ten rooms and nine emptiness in North China. Only the capital every day there are tens of thousands of dead people, historical records, the city gate is blocked by the coffin transported out, the neighborhood children are stunned, there are not even beggars on the road, the corpses outside the nine gates have been counted more than 200,000, the households are exhausted, the corpses are everywhere, and there are countless people who have no one to collect.

When Li Zicheng invaded Beijing, he was faced with a dead city where "people and ghosts are intricate, and people dare not do it at dusk".

Some people say that rats died in the Ming Dynasty, regardless of whether Wang Xiao agrees with this view, but the floods, droughts, and locust plagues caused by the exceptionally terrible climate during the Xiaoice River period have finally formed such a terrible huge plague.

Even if it is the vicissitudes of life and things, in this Chu Dynasty in parallel time and space, when all kinds of natural disasters come one after another, this terrible disaster actually came as promised, and it was impossible to avoid it.

After a long time, Wang Xiao took a careful breath and said softly, "You...... Are you telling the truth? ”

"Heh, sure enough, you don't believe it either." Fu Qing said: "There are people in Beijing who don't believe in this matter. What's even more terrifying is that some people obviously believe it, but they still say that I am lying to confuse the public. ”

The king smiled, "I believe what you say." ”

Lord Fu Qing sneered: "What is the use of believing it? ”

As he spoke, leaning against the wall, he was still indignant.

He galloped all the way from Shanxi, and went all the way to Beijing without sleeping for several days, without even drinking saliva.

Unexpectedly, in the face of countless cold eyes and accusations, the righteous and awe-inspiring division commander and like-minded classmates have all become unrecognizable.

His followers were killed, and he was accused of being a madman who deceived the crowd and was imprisoned, while there were still dead people outside......

Thinking of this, Fu Qingzhu leaned against the cold prison wall, closed his eyes, and scolded lightly: "Then let them die." ”

Suddenly, he heard the young man in the next cell whispering something.

"Perennial droughts, less food, no food, rats have reduced immunity, and more germs are born. And because of the drought, they searched for water and carried the plague everywhere, and the opportunity for contact with people was greatly increased, and people had no food, and their immunity became worse and worse............"

Master Fu Qing was stunned.

Naturally, he could understand the young man's analysis.

Hehe, the high-ranking officials read it all, but they met a knowledgeable person in prison here.

Lord Fu Qing sneered like this in his heart, but he still cheered up and said: "Yes, Shanxi has been in drought for four consecutive years, and the grasslands outside the Great Wall have been gnawed up, and a large number of rats have poured into the customs from the grasslands. When I sleep at night, it's all squeak......"

Wang Xiao muttered: "That's because they are short of water, and there are germs exponentially exploding in the body, and the high fever causes the body to be unbearable hot, so they will frantically look for water, and they will bite people......"

Lord Fu Qing was a little surprised, and wanted to look at Wang Xiao a few times, but he couldn't see the young man's face clearly in the dark.

He nodded and said, "Not only that, but the people affected by the disaster have nothing to eat, but they are also looking for food in the rat hole, and there are countless people who eat rats." ”

Cold sweat continued to flow down Wang Xiao's head, and he muttered: "Prevention and control...... Only the court has a way to ......"

"Heh, court." Lord Fu Qing sneered.

His expression was hard to read in the darkness, except that he could be heard hammering the wall.

Wang smiled: "Who did you tell about this?" Why do you say that you are lying to confuse the public? We should poke it up. ”

Lord Fu Qing sneered: "Poke up? Oh, I have found both Zheng Yuanhua, the first assistant of the cabinet, and Lu Zhengchu, the second assistant. The two people who were brought to the eunuch party together back then are now fighting to the death for the power of the cabinet, so how can they care about me. ”

This is the second time Wang Xiao has heard Lu Zhengchu's name today.

Cabinet, First Auxiliary, Second Auxiliary...... This should have been a distant existence from him.

He is an important minister of the auxiliary state who wakes up the power of the world, but he is just a ...... The little man who is drunk on the knee of a beautiful woman.

Originally, people were like cooking small dishes in a big country, and they shouldn't talk too much, after all, they were not as professional as others.

But now, I saw that there was a huge mouse feces in his pot of small fresh, so I had to remind him to pick it out.

Thinking about this, Wang Xiao took a deep breath of the air in the cell, which was not fresh, but had not yet been touched by the plague bacteria.

Fu ...... Big brother, are you very familiar with Lu Zhengchu? Why don't you tell me what kind of person he is......"

On this night, everyone was busy.

Wang Zhen was tightly tied to the torture rack with iron chains, and the jailer smiled evilly and picked up pliers to clamp his fingernails and pull them out little by little. A miserable cry sounded, and sweat instantly soaked his forehead......

Wang Zhu drank the seventh banquet, and finally got drunk, he held the rockery and vomited, but someone gently patted him on the shoulder and said in a low voice: "My lord said, hand over the evidence of Bai Yizhang and let your eldest brother ......"

Tang Qianqian's carriage stopped outside the city gate for a while, and the gate of the capital slowly opened, and then someone handed a note over. Tang Qianqian glanced down, but saw that it read: "Wang Zhu is ready to rob the prison......"

Ying'er opened her eyes and took away the wet towel on her head, she barely stood up, looked out the window, her pale lips opened slightly, and murmured, "Young master......"

Qin Xiaozhu sat in front of the window with his head propped up, looking at the sky in the palace and being distracted. Behind her, Princess Chunning was holding a book and reading. Half of the mandarin duck embroidery on the table has been embroidered, but not a single stitch or thread is from her......

Geng Dang looked at the black mountain road, scratched his head, and thought with some confusion: "Why didn't Qin Xuance come to my house yet?" So where can he sleep at night......

Under the moonlight.

There were young men and girls sitting on the roof, singing in a low voice.

There is a white-headed horseman who climbs high and looks into the distance, looking at the vast Liaobei.

There are strategists sitting in the candlelight, and the tricks are exhausted.

Some patients curled up on the ground and gradually became breathless......

The candle flame burned out, and Luo Yuan lit another candle.

He wrote the last word on the paper, dried the ink on the three books on the table, and looked up at the sky.

He put away the book, went out, and went to court.

At this moment, his will was stronger.

For those who are the imperial historians, they should speak out for the country, and today, it is better to be broken than to be full of tiles......