Wearing their hair into the mountains and shaving their hair to become monks are two more representative ways for the remnants of the late Ming and early Qing dynasties to be in the areas controlled by the Qing court and refuse to accept their rule. Putting on a hair into the mountains, it doesn't need to be mentioned. Shaving his hair to become a monk is also due to the Qing court's shaving of hair to make it easy to obey the evil law, which led to Zhu Xi's original interpretation of Mencius's "escape from ink" thought of "escaping from Zen and returning to Confucianism", which also became "escaping from Zen and escaping from the Qing Dynasty" at this time.

Chen Kai didn't have any impression of the friend Kuang Lu mentioned, but it reminded him of another Zhejiang man named Zhang Dai, who was originally a casual and free Confucian scholar, who once sang a big opera when he passed Jinshan Temple in the middle of the night, and then walked away in the stunned eyes of the monks. Now, it seems that he has also entered the mountains and become a remnant in the mountains.

These two kinds of examples, there are countless examples, they can be regarded as the more fierce among the remnants of the late Ming Dynasty, but compared with Qian Qianyi, Huang Zongxi, Gu Yanwu who are planning and acting against the Qing Dynasty behind their backs, they are a little worse.

Of course, there are more of them in this world, which is sometimes reciting poems against each other, expressing some feelings of missing the homeland, and what should be done on weekdays, neither Mingming, nor anti-Qing, and being alone. Such characters, they themselves refuse to go out of the Qing court, but they don't mind their children and nephews, and even encourage Shiqing. For them, the change of dynasty, but the interests of the family cannot be harmed.

You can't expect everyone to be like Plug Yinxi, Zhang Huangyan, Wen Anzhi and even Jie Chongxi, because in this world, whether ancient or modern, Chinese or foreign, they are all the same kind of people, and it is far more practical to be yourself than to hope for others.

Kuang Lu's mood has always been very low, and this time when she comes back, the depression is even worse, but in this general depression, it is no longer so conspicuous.

In the afternoon, Chen Kai managed to listen again. Hangzhou garrison eight banners, since the garrison here, it encircled the densely populated western area of Hangzhou, "the people of this side, help the old and the young, bear the bag and bear the signature, or sow and move to Guowai, or transfer to another country, and the encircled house, hang for 20 years to pay taxes on grain as before." ”

Not only did they continue to occupy the land, but they also repeatedly broke into the houses to rob the people, destroyed the ancestral graves, demanded women from the magistrates, and insulted the scholars. And those who guarded the gates of the city extorted money and restricted the movement of the people. Not only did they snatch the people's burdens at will, and demanded tolls from passers-by in their backpacks and sedan chairs, but they also blocked the funeral procession and the reception of relatives at the city gates, so that people had to bribe them to get through. As a result, the city gate became the daily place where the people bowed their heads to the conquerors, just as Chen Kai saw today.

The exploitation and plundering of the local area by the banner people made the merchant travel stagnant, thus threatening the commercial trade on which Hangzhou depended. For this reason, the Qing court decided to build a city in a vain attempt to use the wall to restrain the looting of the bannermen, so as to ensure the commercial taxation of Hangzhou.

It's a pity that the wall was repaired to separate the houses of the flag and the locals, but it could not exempt the flag people from harassing the local people. The bigger problem is that the local officials also dare not manage the harassment of the people by the banner people, because they are just domestic dogs raised by the Qing court, and their status is far inferior to those minions.

The world outside the city gates, at first glance, still has a bit of prosperity that is rare in troubled times, but through the external mist, you don't even need to enter the inside, and the air you breathe can be so oppressive that people can't breathe. And this kind of situation, even when the Eight Banners of Hangzhou Garrison are out of the battle, and there are only those Eight Banners soldiers and the families of the bannermen guarding the city gate in the city, once he thinks of those 4,000 Hangzhou Garrison Eight Banners returning to the division, Chen Kaidang will not stop even if he wants to leave this place.

"Escape, maybe it's also a kind of life."

For others, this may be true, but Chen Kai never thinks that running away is what a man should do.

"What did Dao Sect Master say?"

"If you go back to join the army, Master Dao has already put up an order, and in the next few days, he will inquire about the news in various Buddhist temples in the city."

"Well, it was originally prepared with both hands, but now there is only the Dao Sect Master left, and I can't pin all my hopes on it. Starting tomorrow, I'll be walking around the city privately and trying to get some news. Zhan Ruo ......"

called Kuang Lu, but Kuang Lu was still absent-minded, Chen Kai simply asked him to go back to his room to rest. It's just that without such a presence that still has some connections in Hangzhou, the difficulty will naturally be greater.

After the task was arranged, Chen Kai went back to the room by himself. They rented a small courtyard of an inn so that many things could be done without being exposed to too many people. Returning to the room, lying on the bed, Chen Kai recalled carefully, recalling every detail in his memory, trying in vain to find a new breakthrough in it, but he never got the point. Until late at night, before he could sleep, there was a knock on the door, and when it was opened, it was Kuang Lu, holding two jars of water and wine in his hands, as if he had something to say to him.

"Actually, you know, when I was in Guangzhou, I was ready to die."

Pouring a bowl of wine, Kuang Lu poured it down without dignity, and the wine flowed down his cheeks from the corner of his mouth, splashing his clothes, but he didn't care at all.

"Is this your escape?"

"Yes, it did, that's what I chose to escape at that time."

Another bowl, the wine poured into the bowl as if it didn't cost money, and poured it from the bowl into the mouth. Kuang Lu's clothes became wetter, and the smell of alcohol on her body became stronger.

"I don't want to see this Han family fall into the hands of Yi Di with my own eyes, I don't want to watch this Huaxia Lu Shen, and I can't do anything about it, so I can only die. I'm not you, I'm not as strong as you, I have so much perseverance, I'm a coward! ”

A rare burst of foul language, Kuang Lu poured a bowl of water and wine by herself, and drank it all. Kuang Lu poured bowl after bowl, Chen Kai just sat there, neither persuaded nor hindered, because he knew very well that Kuang Lu needed to get drunk, and after being drunk this scene, he might have the possibility of figuring it out.

The country died and was martyred, and there were not a few people who did not want to be slaves of the country, and there were not a few people who died since ancient times. The most famous is the 100,000 heroic souls of Song Death Cliff Mountain. They had no way to accept the fact that Huaxia was killed by Yidi, or they thought about using this to warn the world, no matter what it was, but in the end they chose to die and die together.

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were no fewer such examples, Li Zicheng was fine when he entered Beijing, and when the Qing army entered the customs and swept the world for more than ten years, it can be described as innumerable. In this, it is not without the Kuang Lu who once was.

A jar was poured down like this, followed by most of the jar, Chen Kai just sat opposite and watched, without saying a word, but Kuang Lu was over there, until he lay on the table, and he still muttered those "Yangzhou Qingming, Jinshan Race, Qinhuai Fengyue...... It's all gone, it's all gone."

The destruction of civilization is often the most difficult for those who love its splendor to accept. It's a pity that not everyone who deplored dared to stand up and fight, which is why figures like Wen Tianxiang were regarded by later generations as the backbone of the nation, not them.

Kuang Lu was still lying on the table muttering to himself, and Chen Kai didn't care about him, so he went to bed by himself - there are still many things to do tomorrow, and perhaps, the original plan will also be revised.

One night, Chen Kai slept very lightly, and all he had in the room was the drunken dream. Staying until the next morning, Chen Kai got up, Kuang Lu was still asleep there, he didn't pay attention to it, and simply went out of the room, washed up, and had breakfast. Unexpectedly, this meal has just been used up, but Kuang Lu has already woken up, and even the washing has been completed, the whole person is clean, refreshing and refreshing, and the weather is very different.

"Breakfast, buy some outside, eat on the road."

"Hmm."

Kuang Lu nodded, and left the inn with Chen Kai. In the city of Hangzhou, it is still the same as yesterday, but Chen Kai will no longer be blinded by the prosperity on the surface.

A whole day has passed, and there is still no news from Kuang Lu's side. Chen Kai knows very well that he has only been to Zhejiang, and he is not familiar with much. Now rushing to the Temple of Literature, vainly trying to develop some new contacts from there, it really takes more opportunities to make the trip. Fortunately, Chen Kai doesn't care about this, the plan is a calculation and planning, and it can't match the actual situation, and there is no need to be too forceful.

In this way, for three days, Chen Kai and others still had no clue. In this case, Chen Kai has also had the idea of retreating. Until, the return inn is a courtyard passing by, vaguely heard someone singing inside, "It turns out that the purple and red are all over the place, and they are all paid to the broken wells like this", he stood there, stunned for a long time, and there was a flash of inspiration in his mind.

"I thought, I know what to do."