"Erya" has clouds: the number of horns is excessive, and the column is long. Therefore, the horn is seen in the east, and the thing is changed for spring, the birds and beasts have horns, and the plants and trees are armored. On the second day of the second month of February, everything recovers, and among the 28 constellations, the Eastern Canglong District, Pleiades 1 and Pleiades 2 all rise from the eastern horizon.

Therefore, it is said: On the second day of February, the dragon raised its head.

The dragon raises its head, also known as the "Spring Ploughing Festival", "Green Dragon Festival", and "Land Festival", which is a good festival for all things to recover and return to the earth in spring.

Since ancient times, people have celebrated various things on this day, such as "worshipping the land", "eating gentian", "picking the dragon's head" and so on.

Poets such as Bai Juyi, He Zhu, and Zhang Lei (lěi) have all been handed down to the world, among which Li Shangyin's "February 2nd" is a sentence that expresses the warm spring of the river on February 2nd.

"On February 2, the river went up, and the east wind was warm and the sheng was blowing. The flowers and willows are scoundrels, and the purple butterflies and wasps are all affectionate. Wanli recalls returning to Yuan Liangjing, and has been engaged in the Yafu camp for three years. Xintan is not enlightened by tourists, and it is more like the sound of night rain in the eaves. ”

It's a pity that Li Shangyin is a Tang Dynasty person hundreds of years later, and Zhang Jiao naturally doesn't know such a poet, otherwise Zhang Jiao will definitely pull Li Shangyin and the last two sentences, and by the way, drink a few cups and talk about the Yafu camp in the Western Han Dynasty.

Spring in Jizhou has finally arrived.

The ice surface has completely thawed, Hengshui sings the song of "Ding Dong Ding Dong" and rushes jubilantly, and the willows and reeds on both sides of the river are spitting green, containing emerald, and growing vigorously.

The continuous spring rain is like a fine needle dancing gently on the top of the young branches, green leaves, and trees, sometimes swaying with the wind, sometimes flying down in a straight line, like smoke, like yarn, like fog.

Looking at the vitality outside the window, Zhang Jiao's face, which had been gloomy for more than ten days, finally showed a smile.

Although Ma Yuanyi did not die on the spot that day, he was finally executed by the imperial court, and the Luoyang disciples were wiped out, the foundation was completely destroyed, and several of his brothers hid in Tibet like rats in the corner all day long.

However, all this is also worth it, all of this is to overthrow this decadent and declining dynasty, all to create the world of your dreams, and all to confirm the Taiping Dao in your heart!

Tomorrow is the second day of the second month of the second month of the year of Jiazi, and the dragon raises its head, an auspicious and allegorical day.

He will also raise his proud head like the Oriental Green Dragon, swagger out of this suffocated and narrow square inch hut, and soar between heaven and earth from now on!

Whoever does not have a storm and a strong rain, guards the clouds and sees the moon.

Although Ye Cheng has been out of the grasp of a certain person, his waiting and forbearance will always be valuable! Yecheng, it's just a matter of time!

Zhang Jiao faced out of the window, with his hands behind his back, and asked lightly, his tone firm and unquestionable: "Have tomorrow's affairs been arranged?" ”

"Qiyu Daxian and good teacher, Dongjun Buji, Runan Pengtuo, Wancheng Zhang Mancheng, Changshe Bocai, Xiaquyang Zhang Bao, Guangzong Zhang Liang and all the generals Kunlun Zhenren have already passed the book, and agreed to revolt at the same time tomorrow!"

Kunlun personally flew feathers to pass the book!

Zhang Jiao nodded, excitement and solemnity slowly climbed into the corners of his eyes, and then gradually condensed into a trace of ridicule, and slammed his fist on the window edge, the window edge broke in response, after planning for so long, it is time for the whole world to know the name of this sect!

Tomorrow, this sect wants this peaceful flower to bloom suddenly in the place where a long sword is pointed, and wants this Han Dynasty to tremble in despair under a certain knee!

……

In the early morning of the next day, at the time of the hour, Nanqi County, Julu County.

Zhang Jiao stood on the high platform with a long sword in his hand, looking down at the disciples from Jizhou, Youzhou, and Yanzhou in the audience, who were full of ambition, and shouted: "Fathers and fellow villagers, this sect was instructed by the old immortals of Nanhua more than ten years ago to create my Taiping Avenue, and with the purpose of 'bringing to Taiping', I traveled back and forth to our Han states to preach and give alms.

In the past ten years, this sect has traveled all over the landscape, seen the baby waiting to be fed, the wife who kept the empty house alone, the old mother who leaned on the door, and also saw too much, too much human tragedy.

All the fathers and elders here, you are all faithful believers in this religion. It is undeniable that there are similar situations among you, some of you have lost your parents and brothers, some have lost your wives and children, some have lost your land, some have your houses destroyed, and some have been wronged and imprisoned. But have you ever wondered why? Have you ever wondered who caused this? ”

There was silence in the room.

Zhang Jiao raised his eyebrows, his voice was like thunder, deafening: "You don't know, okay, then the sect will tell you that all this is caused by the current Dog Emperor, all of this stems from our cowardice and kindness, from the arrogance and arrogance of the government, from the tyranny and plundering of the gate valve, and from the shameless exploitation and suppression of the Dog Emperor."

They have robbed us of everything we have existed and deprived us of the right to exist. Today, they will come to rob our cattle, plunder our money and food, and bully our sisters. ”

I remember a joke in my previous life, where a reporter asked a farmer: "If you have a hundred acres of land, can you donate it to the state?" The farmer replied categorically: "Yes!" Then he asked, "If you have a million, can you donate it to the state?" The farmer still replied, "Yes!" Three questions: "If you have a cow, can you donate it to the state?" The peasant shook his head: "No! The reporter wondered: "Why?" The farmer was in distress: "Because I really have a cow." ”

The people were originally the people in distress in all directions, and the years of oppression and exploitation by the government had already gathered a lot of resentment and hatred in the hearts of everyone.

Yes, we are weak and afraid. You can bully me and insult me, we can all bear it. However, if you want to plunder the money and food in our hands, bully our flesh and blood sisters, and even rob us of the ploughing ox we have, how can you do that!

Zhang Jiao's words were like a raging torch, slamming the blood in his chest to ignite, and he raised his hands and roared loudly: "I don't want to!" Unwillingly! ”

"Bang!" With a bang, the long sword came out of its sheath and pointed straight to the west.

Zhang Jiao raised his arms and shouted angrily: "Yes, we don't want to!" Brothers, our weakness can only fuel their arrogance, and our kindness can only make them more unscrupulous!

The people are not afraid of death, so why are they afraid of death, brothers, we were forced by the court to ruin our families, our wives were separated, and we were not even afraid of death, are we still afraid of those eagles and dogs of the court?

is willing to cut his whole body, and dares to pull the emperor off the horse. Brothers, take up your swords and guns, hold your weapons tightly, and tell this rotten court that we don't want to! ”

"I don't want to!"

"I don't want to!"

Everyone clenched their swords, hoes, sickles, burning sticks and other weapons in their hands and shouted in unison, and the sound was like a bell ringing through the sky.

Zhang Jiao pressed his hands down, looked at everyone resolutely, and said categorically: "This sect told you more than ten years ago that this sect will lead you to build a world where everyone is equal, there is no killing, no oppression, and everyone can eat and clothe.

This moment has finally come, and the time has come for us to build a world of great harmony. Brothers, are you willing to rebel against this corrupt court with this sect, push away the mountains above us together, and create an equal world that belongs to us together? ”

Everyone knelt down on one knee and swore with their hands and foreheads: "We are willing to swear to follow the great sage and good teacher to the death!" ”

"Okay, serve!"

With a loud shout, bowls of wine were passed to everyone's hands like water, Zhang Jiao took the big bowl and drank it all, and then slammed the big bowl on the ground, and immediately fell apart.

Everyone looked at Zhang Jiao, raised the sea bowl high above their heads, and shouted: "Swear to follow the great sage and good teacher to the death!" After finishing speaking, they all drank the spirits in the bowl, threw the bowl in their hands to the ground, and the sound of "click" came one after another.

"Drumming and Counting Soldiers!"

"Boom! Boom! Boom! With a dull and long drum beat, several small leaders each raised a bull's horn and raised their cheeks to blow vigorously. The sound of drums and horns intertwined, breaking the tranquility of Nanqi County and startling the birds in the forest to scatter.

The drum horn was like thunder, shaking everyone's blood boiling, and the heart seemed to jump out.

"Sacrifice the flag!"

A roar pierced through the clouds and cracked stones, as if a thunderbolt flew down from the sky, shattering the tranquility of Nanqi County and illuminating the road in front of everyone!