"I am also a hero, I can't leave my young son to be captured, you (Sun Kewang) will eventually be the son of the world. The three hundred years of orthodoxy of the Ming Dynasty may not be extinct, and it is also the will of heaven. When I die, I will return to the light in a hurry, and I will not be unjust. ”

——In the second year of Longwu in the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Xianzhong killed his wife and concubine, and a son was still young, and he also killed him, and then the whole army went north to fight against the Qing army.

Martyred at the age of 40.

.........

Dingbian, Shaanxi Yan'an Prefecture Qingyang Wei Dingbian County also.

Tongsheng, half a showman.

With the name of "Zhang Xianzhong", the man seemed to realize something, and turned his head to look at the yellow-faced young man who was sleeping, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.

Seeing this, the man's subordinates had already stepped forward, holding the scabbard in their right hands, waiting for the man's order to kill the sleeping father and son.

In the wilderness, the tragic death of a father and son who sold goods is certainly a major criminal case in the local area, but for these people, it is just a trivial matter.

The man had murderous intent, but for some reason he suddenly hesitated.

In the firelight, the yellow-faced young man slept soundly, and there was no trace of ferocity on his immature face.

Just an ordinary poor boy too!

The man groaned for a long time, and finally dispelled the idea of killing. He slowly stood up, staring at the yellow-faced young man with his hands in his hands, not knowing what was going on in his mind.

A cool breeze blew into the temple, and the yellow-faced young man shrank into the quilt when he felt the coolness. His father was also snoring, and the father and son were oblivious to the outside world in their sleep.

"But a young man, how can I kill him? What's so scary? And why kill him? ”

The man laughed at himself in his heart, the officials forced the people to go against the grain, so he took risks if he couldn't fill his stomach, and arched the old Zhu family from the throne.

If you can't survive, you should rebel!

This is the truth!

Whether it is Zhang Xianzhong or Li Zicheng, they are just heroes forced out by the times, and they are also tragic figures created by the times.

The only way to change these tragedies is to change the times, not the individuals.

Kill one, kill two, even if you kill all the leaders of the "thieves" you know, as long as the times remain the same, there will be King Song Chuang, Wang Chuangjiang, and the Nine Kings...

In order to survive, they set up anti-flags, and they have always been going forward and successively.

There is no place to blame these people.

Do they have any other choice?

For now, what is the righteousness of killing a teenager?

...........

The man is naturally Wei Liangchen, who secretly set off from Yizhou to return to Beijing ten days ago. After seven days at sea, he arrived at Tianjin, and then led people to the capital quickly.

But I didn't want to, in this broken temple on the side of the official road, I could meet the famous "Eight Kings" Zhang Xianzhong in my previous life.

Perhaps, it was fate; Perhaps, it was a coincidence.

"This son is a hero."

Looking at the end of the Ming Dynasty, in terms of heroes, Zhang Xianzhong, who dug up the ancestral graves of the old Zhu family, is definitely the first few. Seriously, Wei Liangchen sighed that he was not as good as the eight kings.

So, he took off his coat and put it on the quilt of the grandfather and son. The merchant is outside, and the two of them don't have much luggage, and the quilt is also very thin.

No, this move woke up the boy.

"Who?"

Glancing at the figure in front of him in a daze, the yellow-faced young man Zhang Xianzhong immediately shouted alertly, and his body subconsciously rolled to the side.

"Who!"

Zhang Si was awakened by his son's shouting, and instinctively reached under the pillow. There, a dagger is hidden.

But before he could touch the dagger, the man was held down.

"Army... Commander! ”

Zhang Si was shocked, according to what his two men were not soldiers. Looking at it again, there were still more than a dozen military masters standing in the temple, which made Zhang Si even more nervous and didn't dare to move.

"Why are you arresting my father?"

Zhang Xianzhong saw that his father was being held down, and he was about to jump up in a hurry.

Zhang Si knew his son's temperament, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't move the tiger baby, it's an official errand!" ”

Zhang Xianzhong was stunned, the word official is still irresistible to him who is only 14 years old.

"Loosen people."

Wei Liangchen waved his hand, and Cui Yingyuan immediately let go of Zhang Si, who was holding it down.

"Don't be afraid, we are from the government, and like you, we are sheltered from the rain."

Wei Liangchen looked at the stunned Zhang Xianzhong and smiled, and then let the father and son, who were sleeping soundly and were awakened, sit down, and took a thin wooden stick to turn the fire by himself.

The two of them just sat and watched, the two of them really didn't dare to move, and they were very puzzled by the young man in front of them, and they didn't know who it was.

"The dates you sell are quite crisp and sweet."

Wei Liangchen put down the thin wooden stick, looked at the Zhang family father and son with a smile, and finally his eyes fell on the young man's face: "Your name is Zhang Xianzhong?" ”

But the boy was silent.

Zhang Si hurriedly pulled his son on the side: "The adults asked you something." ”

Only then did the boy admit it.

"Good name, you gave it to me?" Wei Liangchen looked at Zhang Si.

Zhang Si hurriedly shook his head: "The adults are laughing, how can Xiaomin give this name, it was given by Mr. Pediatric Enlightenment Sociology." ”

"Oh."

Wei Liangchen nodded, this was the same as him.

"Do you like to read military books?" Wei Liangchen pointed to the "Sima Law" placed on the side.

Zhang Xianzhong said "um".

Zhang Si whispered on the side: "Adults don't know, children follow me around all year round, and they don't have any other preferences, they just like to read some books,"

Speaking of this, he was also stunned for a moment, "What? The Book of War? ”

Zhang Xianzhong didn't say anything, only lowered his head.

"What kind of soldier book do you look at? This kind of miscellaneous book is very promising. ”

Zhang Si was a little angry, he always thought that his son was reading the Four Books and Five Classics. You must know that your son is reading miscellaneous books, so he will not spend the copper to buy them for him.

Wei Liangchen smiled on the side and said, "The book of soldiers is also a book, and the book itself makes sense, but it is not a miscellaneous book." It's really good to eat, and it's also a big deal. ”

"What the adult said was, what he said was," Although the adult in front of him looked too young, Zhang Si dared to refute, so he couldn't help but nod, of course he didn't think so.

"Do your father and son make a living selling dates?"

"Yes, Xiaomin has been selling dates for generations."

Wei Liangchen sighed with emotion: "I heard that your accent is from Shaanxi, and it is very hard to travel from the south to the north like this." ”

Zhang Si hurriedly said: "It's hard. This is not Xiaomin, who is going to go back this time to ask relatives for help, and find a quick errand for Xiao'er, so as not to be bumpy outside without home all year round like Xiaomin. ”

"It's a good errand to arrest the murderers, maintain law and order, and keep the party safe."

Wei Liangchen nodded, and in his memory, Zhang Xianzhong seemed to have really been a catcher for a while. Like Li Zicheng, both of them have career editor positions in Daming.

Zhang Si talked about making a quick arrest for his son, because he wanted the official in front of him to have a good impression of them.

didn't want to, but Zhang Xianzhong pouted and said to his father: "I don't want to be a fast catcher." ”

"What do you want to be if you don't want to be a catcher?" Zhang Si glared at his son and motioned not to talk nonsense in front of the officials.

"My son wants to be a soldier." Zhang Xianzhong lowered his head after speaking.

"What is good about Qiu Ba..."

Zhang Si didn't know that his son had the idea of becoming a soldier, so he was a little anxious for a while, but then he thought that there were officers and soldiers in the temple, and Qiu Ba'er was obviously inappropriate, so he quickly closed his mouth.

Wei Liangchen didn't care, the current folk customs are like this, and being a soldier is Qiu Ba.

He laughed and said to Zhang Xianzhong: "So, you watched this "Sima Law" because you wanted to be a soldier?" ”

Zhang Xianzhong didn't squeak, probably because he was afraid of his father's scolding.

Wei Liangchen took the "Sima Law" and said, "This book looks like it's bad, tell me, what have you learned from the book?" ”

Zhang Xianzhong looked up at Wei Liangchen, but he didn't dare to say it.

"It's okay, say it boldly, even if it's wrong, it doesn't matter." Wei Liangchen encouraged, and after speaking, he glanced at Zhang Si.

Zhang Si had no choice but to bite the bullet and say to his son: "If the adult asks you, you will say anything." ”

Hearing his father's words, Zhang Xianzhong hesitated slightly, and Fang said in a low voice: "My lord, it is taught in this book that if you want to calm the people, you have to kill people, and only by killing more people can you make the people safe." ”

After speaking, he lowered his head again, showing that he also felt that such a statement was inappropriate.

"What kills people and doesn't kill people! Sling the bull! Zhang Si was angry, his son read miscellaneous books, but he learned such a rebellious thing.

"Huh?"

Wei Liangchen also felt surprised, the art of war of "Sima Law" is like this?

He raised his hand to signal Zhang Simo to quarrel with his son, and turned a few pages casually, roughly understanding what Zhang Xianzhong meant. In summary, the beginning of the book is to the effect that if you kill someone and appease people, you can kill them. Stop the war with war, and stop with war.

In the vernacular, it means that the people must kill people, and to stop the war, they must take the initiative to go to war.

Wei Liangchen closed the book, closed his eyes and pondered for a while, opened his eyes and smiled at Zhang Xianzhong, who lowered his head and didn't dare to look at him: "It's really what you said, well, there is some truth in tasting it... What else did you learn? ”

Hearing these words, Zhang Sifang put down a raised heart, he was really afraid that this young official would be angry because of his son's murderous words.

Zhang Xianzhong shook his head and said, "There is nothing else to learn, they are all pedantic opinions, not a good art of war." ”

"Pedantic?"

Wei Liangchen looked at it quietly and asked, "Then why do you think it is the art of war?" When he flipped through the "Sima Law" just now, he saw that most of it talked about the method of array, but this book was a military book of the Spring and Autumn Period, and what was said on it was a bit out of place and a bit of a "righteous war".

Zhang Xianzhong did not hesitate this time, but said directly: "It is a good art of war to control the enemy by walking, and to avoid the real and to avoid the false." ”

"Oh?"

Wei Liangchen's eyes narrowed, and scenes about Zhang Xianzhong in his memories of his previous life emerged. This person used his troops to fight mostly for the movement of large corps, and never cared about the gains and losses of one city or one place, and often drove his troops to maneuver for hundreds or even hundreds of miles, exhausting the pursuing soldiers into dogs and then calmly counterattacking, so as to control the enemy in one fell swoop. Throughout his life, he really responded to the eight words of "defeating the enemy by walking, avoiding the real and making the false".

This son is really a good commander who knows how to teach.

Wei Gonggong's heart of cherishing talents was great, and he immediately took out his name sticker from his arms and threw it in front of Zhang Xianzhong: "Xiaowa, if you really want to be a soldier, you can take my name to the Maritime Yamen of the Jiangnan Special Economic Zone, where preparations are being made for the Ming Imperial Army Army Non-commissioned Officer School, you can study in this school, and after completing your studies, you can serve in the Imperial Army." ”

After speaking, he added, "Those who enter the school will be covered with food and accommodation, and they will have monthly money to receive every month." ”