Hesheri. Yongbao proudly waved the whip in his hand, as a member of the glorious Eight Banners stationed in Fuzhou, Fujian and other places. Although Yongbao also has a lot of Han colleagues and acquaintances, Yongbao doesn't think much of them.

In the words of the Eight Banners of the Fuzhou Garrison, especially the most noble of the Eight Banners of the Eight Banners, it is that the way of the world has changed.

In the past, when those one-money men saw them, the Eight Banners masters, they all had to nod their heads, asking them to kneel, and they would never dare to say a word.

But now, he has to call many Han people brothers, which makes Yongbao miss what the elders said, that banner man is the era of the master of Fuzhou City.

Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at the rebel on the prisoner car, originally he didn't have to go through the three lanes and seven lanes so excitedly, the general way was to pull it to the side of the Wanshou Bridge on the Minjiang River and cut it down.

But General Yinggui said, this traitor dares to rebel against our banner people and the Qing Dynasty, so he has to be escorted to parade the streets, so that this rich man in Fuzhou City can see, this is the end of the rebellion!

"You thief, do you know what our master is going to take you for?"

Yongbao smiled proudly, and the soldiers of the green battalion who were in charge of escorting and under his control around him also laughed playfully.

"Die generously!" The rebel in the prisoner car glanced at him with his nostrils facing the sky, and threw out four loud words.

"Yo! This mouth is really hard! Be careful, you guys, if you let the executioner cut you seven or eight times, you won't be able to kill you! ”

Yongbao was a little hairy by Lin Fengji's eyes, and snorted very unhappily.

In this era, there is an unspoken rule of beheading, and if the prisoner's family has money, he will stuff some money into the executioner, so that the executioner can hack the prisoner to death with a single knife, so that he can suffer less crime.

Whoever has no money at home, some of the executioners who make a bad mistake will deliberately cut them without force, and often go down three or four times before the prisoner can breathe, and finally be hurt to death.

"Humph! Sure enough, it is the species of Tunguska savages, and you have the same virtue as your ancestors, and you only hated Emperor Xianzong back then, and you didn't kill all your ancestors of dog thieves! ”

Lin Fengji snorted fiercely and shouted loudly, Fuzhou Governor Deng Tingji was speechless when he scolded him, what kind of thing is such a small flag man officer, and he dares to speak?

King Ye Daming's mouth cannon kung fu, Lin Fengji consciously learned at least fifty percent!

Emperor Xianzong? It should be called Emperor Xian, right? Thinking of this, I will always be happy.

"You fool and traitor, Emperor Xian is the master of Lao Tzu's ancestors, how can he kill my ancestors, it's almost the same to kill you ancestors who are rich men!"

Lin Fengji paused for a moment, and then remembered who the Emperor Xian in the mouth of this ridiculous petty official of the Eight Banners was referring to, and this dog thing had never even heard of Emperor Xianzong of the Great Ming Dynasty.

Silly beep!

"Hahahaha!" Lin Fengji, who was in the prison car, suddenly laughed, he felt that only the cursed mantra of King Ming was the most suitable for this stupid Eight Banners petty official.

Zhengle's Yongbao looked at Lin Fengji, who was laughing, and some of the second monks were confused, I don't know what this traitor is laughing at?

Crazy?

He turned around a little boredly, and scolded the crowd of people who were constantly crowding in the middle of the road, telling them to stay away.

"Fellow villagers in Fuzhou, I am Lu Xun, and I am Lin Fengji, but what I want to tell you is that I am not a thief, these Manchurians who make us drag pigtails in the back of our heads are thieves!

Their ancestors, who couldn't survive in the Tunguska wasteland, were our Han people, and it was the Ming Dynasty who let them settle outside the customs, but these dogs not only didn't want to repay the favor, but also bit the Ming Dynasty. ”

Although Lin Fengji's voice is not very loud, it is very penetrating, and because everyone wants to hear what this thief has to say, it is quite quiet on both sides of the street, and this time, Lin Fengji's words spread far and wide.

"You Made! Dare to speak outrageously! Yongbao, who was constantly made a little mentally exploding by Lin Fengji's disdainful eyes, took a burning stick in the hand of a servant responsible for maintaining order, and stabbed Lin Fengji in the back in the prisoner car!

But at this time, Lin Fengji didn't feel it for a long time, he waited for this moment, two years, and he couldn't even find a like-minded person with him, when he went north, the oath to pry the gentry of Fujian Province for King Ming became empty words, and Lin Fengji, who was a little radical in himself, got into the tip of the horn again.

He felt that he had failed King Ming's entrustment, and everyone thought that he was a waste who couldn't pass the test as a child, only King Ming thought he was a handsome talent.

When he returned to the north, he also gave a large sum of money, so that he could stand up in front of his hometown fathers, how could he not repay this kindness, how could he just slip back to Jiaozhi like this?

And Taizhou Gu Zhenyi, who has been martyred, is his best friend in the two years of Jiaozhi.

Originally, Gu Zhenyi had a lot of experience in Gewu, if it wasn't for his encouragement, Gu Zhenyi would have been able to be admitted to Yixin University to go west to Taixi to study in the country.

Now that Gu Zhenyi is dying for the Great Dao, how can he be embarrassed to be alone, since he can't pry the gentry of Fujian Province, then shock them, Lin Fengji doesn't believe it, this whole Fujian people are all heartless and lungless!

"Life is also what I want; Righteousness is also what I want. You can't have both, and you can't have both, and those who sacrifice their lives to take righteousness are also! ”

Lin Fengji shouted hard, he looked at the people on both sides of Jinyi Lane who were stunned and looked at him, and his whole body seemed to burst out with infinite brilliance!

"I have an article, please listen quietly, the Manchurians occupy my rivers and mountains, enslave my compatriots, the benefits of the world, a million Manchurians account for eight points, and my 40,000 compatriots only have two points!

You and I, who have toiled all day long, have provided for these rats, and they will ride on our heads to do their might, and treat us as pigs, cows, horses, and dogs. ”

After yelling, Lin Fengji's eyes widened, and the article he saw in King Ming's palace when he went north seemed to be right in front of him.

"I, China, was originally a famous big country; It's not like that, a projectile place, a remote remedies.

In the formula, 40 million, five continents are incomparable; In terms of population, 40,000,000, who should be in the world?

In terms of property, it is one and inexhaustible; In terms of intelligence, I don't let it, the East and the West are two oceans.

It seems that that one is not as good as people; According to common sense, it should be the sole king.

Why, to this day, dying; If you lose your land and your country, you will perish?

。。。。。

Killing Han people, not counting, is like pigs and dogs; There is one thing, I will talk about, I will break my intestines.

attack Changzhou, anoint people, and burn them as lights; This cruelty, think about it, it's not desolate!

Isn't it that people of different races have no compassion; My compatriots, I regard the enemy as a king.

Compatriots, stop thinking of those high-ranking slave owners as the kings of China, and rise up to fight!

We have 40,000 people, 10,000 people fight each of them and have a surplus, the army of the Ming King is coming, we will recover the rivers and mountains together, and rebuild China! ”

Lin Fengjiyue shouted louder, as if he was going to shout his twenty-seven or eighteen-year-old voice at this moment, and the clear shout echoed throughout Yijin Lane!

The scholar surnamed Cai, who was quite unhappy, looked at Lin Fengji in the prisoner car in a daze, and his right hand seemed to be about to break the beard on his chin.

At this moment, the impassioned person in the prisoner car, and the frowning Lin Siqi he knew, although they looked the same, they were completely different, as if they had been reborn.

Lin Fengji shouted this article, in fact, he has read it, and even he thinks it is very reasonable!

In particular, the book also says that the Manchurian people do not learn and have no skills, but the population of one million accounts for half of the officials in the world, so there are so many well-educated people, and they can't even pass the exam.

This is the truth! Just like him, a 'well-educated man', who has lived for 30 years, is still a child, if there were no such Manchurians, would he have been promoted a long time ago, or even a jinshi?

Thinking about it, he suddenly changed from pulling his beard to covering his mouth again, because he was afraid that he would accidentally read it out.

On the corner of the street, the vegetable vendor surnamed Chen, who was squeezed around, unconsciously opened his mouth wide, in fact, he had also studied for two days, and Mr. Private School also said that he was a seed.

What is Seed? The vegetable vendor didn't have a chance to understand, because he couldn't afford to go to school later.

The reason is that his uncle is a citizen who returned from going to sea, and he was somehow known by the county magistrate, and then he was imprisoned, saying that his uncle's field was the office field of the lord of the Eight Banners in Fuzhou City, and finally stayed in the county government prison for more than a month, and handed over all the family property before being released.

Originally, all this had nothing to do with their family, but who let their family's field be next to the uncle's family, and the master who went to the countryside to harvest the field made a big stroke, so their family's ten acres of survival field also became the uncle's family and was taken away together!

Since then, their whole family has never said a word to the uncle, they hate why he is a minor, and they hate him for harming their family and have no land.

But suddenly, the vegetable seller felt that he shouldn't hate his uncle, because all these hardships were brought by those banner people.

For those who didn't go to school, they didn't think anything about the young vegetables at that time, and it was boring to go to school anyway.

But it wasn't until the little vegetable seller tasted the hardships of the world that he felt that if he had read more books at that time, even if he was only an account office, would it be much better, and all this started when Manren took away his uncle and his family's fields.

Thinking about it, the vegetable vendor looked at Yongbao in the middle of the road, and there was a little more hatred in his eyes!

"Yongbao, what the fuck are you stabbing and stabbing, hurry up and plug him, don't let him shout!"

Lord Zuoling, who was in charge of the escort, was in a hurry, and galloped over and gave Yongbao a whip directly.

Yongbao, who was in pain, didn't dare to touch the scars on his back with severe pain at all, but hurriedly went to get a rag strip and jumped on the prisoner car to cover Lin Fengji's mouth.

On the second floor of a small house in Yijin Lane, more than a dozen big men with meaty faces surrounded a young man with cold eyes, and the young man looked at Lin Fengji who was shouting, and his cold face showed a somewhat unbearable expression.

"Is anyone coming?" He didn't look back, and asked coldly.

"Go back to my master! Tong'an Chen Daozai, willing to die for King Ming! A stout man knelt down on one knee and shouted in a low voice with a single knife in his right hand.

"Back to the master, Fuqing Zhao rat boy, willing to die for King Ming!" A tall, thin man also knelt down on one knee next to Chen Daozai.

"Back to the master, Lian Jiang Huangwu, I am willing to die for King Ming!"

"Circumference to the Four! Hui'an Zhu Qi is also willing to die for King Ming! ”

The young master finally turned around, he sighed and said slowly: "Your family will be transferred to Jiaozhi immediately, regardless of gender, one person has ten acres of survival land, and you can also choose a son to study in Shenglong Imperial City Primary School."

But there is no life or death here, if anyone wants to quit now, they can bring it up, and I, Li Ashui, will never pursue it! ”

The so-called master turned out to be Li Ashui, since Lin Fengji decided to stay in Fuzhou, Ye Kai sent him north.

As King Ye's most trusted son, His Royal Highness the Jiaozhi Yu'er Gan, Li Ashui knew what his father-in-law was thinking.

Since Lin Fengji has the will to die and wants to shock the hearts of the people of Fujian with death, it is better to make it more vigorous, so that these people can understand that Lin Fengji is not here to rebel, but to recover the rivers and mountains.

These selected Hongmen brothers and the children of the people of Fujian Province came to add a bundle of firewood to this fire.

However, Li Ashui didn't lie, if any of these people really didn't want to do it, he would definitely not pursue it, because if he was not a person with a will to die, it would not have a shocking effect at all.

The five big men didn't blink their eyelids, shook their heads at the same time, and shouted in unison: "Please give the order, I will never regret it!" ”

Give up at this time, what are you kidding, if they don't want to come to sell their lives, then they won't apply, and if they retreat at the last moment after recruitment, then they can still mix in the rivers and lakes in the future?

Besides, among the five of them, there are six or seven people with the least family members, which is sixty or seventy acres of land, which is not the sloping land of the eight mountains, two rivers and one field in Fujian, but the good paddy fields on the Jiaozhi three crops a year, with these fields, their families can no longer starve.

As for Yin Yi's son and nephew enrolled in Huangcheng Primary School, it is even more incredible, Ye Dawang's two sons and two daughters are studying in Huangcheng Primary School, which is the best primary school in Thang Long.

Among the schoolchildren, 50 percent of the noble families above the Viscount of Jiaozhi are among them, 30 percent are those who can pass the selection of the people, and 20 percent are those who have made meritorious contributions.

Now in Jiaozhi, it is nothing to get a small title such as Feng Enwei for meritorious service, if you can Enyin's nephew enter the Imperial City Primary School, it can be regarded as an existence that everyone envies.

Because this is equivalent to sending his nephew to the future king, this is the companion of the Son of Heaven, as long as he is not too stupid and can read the book a little, then the future is still poor!

Seeing that no one withdrew, Li Ashui helped the five people up one by one, raised his right hand and saluted a standard military salute.

"You are all heroes of the Han family, in the future history, there will be your feats, I will see you in the next life!"

"See you in the next life!" The five of them arched their hands, picked up the single-knife fire gun and walked downstairs!

In the alley, Yongbao and the two green battalion soldiers struggled with all their strength before they held down Lin Fengji, who kept shaking his head, and wrapped the strip of cloth around Lin Fengji's mouth.

The Lord of the Eight Banners of the Fuzhou Garrison, who was in charge of the escort, was gently relieved.

Still inexperienced! When I set off, I forgot to plug the mouth of the Qin criminal, if the time was rewind by a few decades, the Eight Banners of Fuzhou City would never make such a low-level mistake, or Chengping was too long, and I forgot everything!

However, this breath did not take long to relax, and Lord Saling suddenly saw a tall and thin man in the crowd raising something aimed at him.

What is he citing? Firebolt? On weekdays, Lord Zuoling, who plays pai gow and goes to the Qinglou Gate, will be stunned for a moment, and he even reined in his horse and wanted to take a closer look!

"Boom!" The orange-red flame flashed, and a choking smoke drifted away, and Lord Zuo Ling on horseback seemed to have been hammered in the face by a hammer from the void!

He threw his head back, the sound of his neck breaking, and blood gushing out of a walnut-sized hole in his forehead, shook him twice, and then he fell off his horse.

Yongbo, who was standing on the prisoner car, was stunned! Who dares to kill Lord Zuo Ling, who is a white flag in Fuzhou City?

But no one gave him this answer, and the Weitou Tan family jumped into the prisoner car with two knives in his hands.

His twin knives swirled like flying, and in just a few breaths, Hesheri. Yongbo was stabbed at least four or five times, each of which was right at his main artery.

This arrogant Eight Banners petty official, like a water bag with countless punctures, red blood spurted out from all over his body!

"Tong'an Chen Daozai, Fuqing Zhao Ratzai, Lianjiang Huang Wu, Weitou Tanjia Four! Hui'an Zhu Qi, please Mr. Yu Lu Xun die together, kill the dog, and rejuvenate the Han family! ”

Yijin Lane is like a hornet's nest that has been stabbed over, and the people who were originally surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside are crying and scattering in all directions, and when they are running, a roar with a determination to die sounds, like thunder!