"What? They are all White Lotus Sect anti-thieves! Make no mistake, right? The White Lotus Sect here in Sichuan won't be so kind, right? ”

Wu Sangui's eyes widened, and he looked at the large number of "White Lotus Cultists" crowded on the hillsides on both sides of the official road, and he was a little confused.

"The subordinates are not mistaken, they are singing "Welcoming the Ming King", why else did the Ming King come to divide the fields...... It must be a White Lotus cultist! ”

The person who talked to Wu Sangui was a man in his forties, dressed as a scribe, named Liu Maoyao, whose name was Xuanchu, was a native of Chongqing, Sichuan, and had taken refuge in Liu Wenxiu when Zhang Xianzhong entered Sichuan. Because he is a Sichuan person, he is not used in the camps of Daxi and Dashun, so he voted for Wu Sangui as a Sichuan righteous man six years ago.

After Wu Sangui talked with him, he found that this person was extremely familiar with the topography of Sichuan and the population and wealth of various places, and he also knew the various systems and systems of Dashun, so he was a very rare party to lead the way. So he reused it, made him his staff, and gave him a nominal Zhizhou (a state in Anxi).

He pondered for a moment, and then said to Wu Sangui: "Guogong, this Sichuan's White Lotus Sect and Liukou are mortal enemies, and they have already raised troops in Dajian Mountain, maybe you think that the imperial court will reuse them because of this, right?" ”

Wu Sangui glared, "How is that possible?" The rogue is an anti-thief, and the White Lotus Sect is also an anti-thief! ”

Wu Sangui suddenly remembered that the ballad of "King Yingming" was composed by Wu Meicun, so it was not necessarily the White Lotus cultist who sang it, so he instructed Liu Maoyao: "Chu Xuan, you still have to ask them...... Be sure to ask clearly, you can't wronged good people. ”

Liu Maoyao arched his hand, turned over and dismounted, and then walked forward quickly, and when he reached Wang Youwen, who took the lead, he opened his mouth and asked: "Old man, are you honest, are you mixed with the White Lotus Sect?" ”

Wang Youwen was shocked when he heard this question, why did he get mixed up with the White Lotus Sect? He is a good citizen of Dashun, no, he is a good citizen of the Ming Dynasty, how did he become a demon of the White Lotus Sect?

He hurriedly waved his hand and said, "If I don't have this, how can I be a White Lotus Sect?" I am a scholar and have also taken the Xiucai exam, how can I be a White Lotus Sect? ”

Liu Maoyao glanced at this black and thin guy who was an old farmer who often worked in the fields, frowned and asked, "Are you really a talent?" Of that house? ”

"I'm from Huayang County, Chengdu Prefecture!" As soon as Wang Youwen talked about Huayang County, tears couldn't help but come down, "I originally lived well in the city, but I met Li Chuang, who killed a thousand knives, and the whole family drove out to farm, and Xiucai didn't give the test...... I looked forward to the rescue of Master Wang every day, and finally gave Pan to come...... How could I be a White Lotus Sect demon? ”

Is it really a mistake? Liu Maoyao was still a little unsure, so he asked again: "Since you are not a demon of the White Lotus Sect, why do you sing "King Yingming"?" ”

"Isn't this "King Yingming" the king of Yingming?"

Liu Maoyao was angry at this question, looked at Old Man Wang and said, "You old man is confused, why can't you even tell the difference between King Ming and the Great Tomorrow?" Don't you know that the Ming King has been in trouble for hundreds of years? And the king of Ming came to divide the fields...... When the son of tomorrow comes, will you little people divide the land? So what's that good? ”

Hearing Liu Maoyao say this, Old Man Wang also felt that he had sung the wrong song. It is true that the Ming Emperor will not divide the fields to the poor people, and it would be good if he did not give you additional levies and assignments, how could it be possible to divide the fields?

Thinking of this, he hurriedly turned around and waved vigorously to the people who were still singing indiscriminately: "Don't sing, don't sing, shout with me: Long live the Ming Emperor, long live the Ming Dynasty......"

As soon as he shouted, someone really followed up. The voice of "Long live the Ming Emperor" came together, and the ballad of "Yingming King" became softer and softer, and in the end, no one sang it anymore.

Wu Sangui also heard that no one was singing "King Yingming" anymore, and he was also relieved, so he asked Liu Maoyao and Wang Youwen to call him to him.

"Do you know how to speak official language?" Wu Sangui asked Wang Youwen.

"Yes, yes...... The villain has read books, has taken the Xiucai exam, and can speak official language. "Of course Wang Youwen can speak official words, otherwise how would he be a teacher in the Fubing Academy? Who can understand Sichuan dialect when talking to others?

"Then the official asked you, who are you?"

"Most of them are forcibly recruited from all over Sichuan." Wang Youwen replied, "There are also some people from Feng County. ”

Wu Sangui asked again: "Are they all here to welcome the Ming Wangshi?" ”

"Opposite, opposite, they are all loyal people of the Ming Dynasty who welcome the king!"

"Duzhong Daming?" Wu Sangui will be suspicious, "Disloyal and untrustworthy? ”

"Unfaithful, never again!" Wang Youwen shook his head again and again, and said, "The Liukou is too bad, the Sichuan people have been suffering for a long time, and they are all looking forward to the coming of the king!" ”

"Is it Pan Wangshi? Isn't it the White Lotus Sect? Wu Sangui had a calm face, "How did this official hear that the White Lotus Sect was raising troops in Dajian Mountain, and the servants were like clouds?" ”

"I'm afraid the news that Dashuai heard is wrong," Wang Youwen said, "The White Lotus Sect demon is indeed plotting rebellion in Dajian Mountain, but it is impossible for a follower to be like a cloud. ”

"Why can't it?" Wu Sangui asked.

"I'm afraid of death!" Wang Youwen replied, "The soldiers of Liukou Mansion are known as millions of households, divided into towns and localities, from white-haired old men to women and young people, everyone is skilled in martial arts. Even if the Sichuan people hate the Liukou deeply, they don't dare to make a big move. Only the demons of the White Lotus Sect are not afraid of death and dare to fight with them...... But just to spell it, it is impossible to make too much noise. Because the south of Jiange Pass is already a prosperous place in Sichuan, many government soldiers have been placed, and the puppet court of the Liukou can mobilize a large number of government soldiers to participate in the war at any time, and the White Lotus Sect demon is not an opponent at all. ”

In the end, he was a teacher in the Fubing Academy, and he knows the "second generation of the Fu" too well, and he has practiced fighting since he was a child, and both men and women have the power to fight.

Wu Sangui frowned, "According to what you say, the chaos in the Great Sword Mountain is not a big one?" ”

"By the way, it's not a big deal."

Wu Sangui felt a little wrong, and glanced at Liu Maoyao, "Chu Xuan, what do you think?" ”

Liu Maoyao said: "At this point, the soldiers can only advance, not retreat...... Besides, the Sichuan people have indeed been suffering for a long time, and now the hearts of the people are in the Ming, the time is in the Ming, and the Qinling Mountains are in the Ming, how can there be a invincible gift? ”

Wu Sangui nodded, pointed to the Sichuan people who were shouting long live, and asked, "What should those people do?" ”

Liu Maoyao said: "You can accept them to serve in the army, transport grain and grass, dig trenches and siege cities, and use them." ”

"Good!" Wu Sangui raised his horsewhip and pointed at Wang Youwen, "What's your name?" ”

"Little Wang Youwen."

Wu Sangui said: "This marshal ordered you to be the general manager of the people, collect the people of Fengxian County, and march south with the army...... If you have merit, Ben Shuai can protect you as an official! ”

Be an official!

Wang Youwen suddenly felt that he had hope in his life again, and he could have the opportunity to be an official!

......

"Daming Wansheng! Wansheng! Victory ......"

At the same moment, around Maling Pass, south of the county seat of Fengxian County, there was a sudden sound of cheers that shook the clouds. A red flag of the sun and moon was already flying high above Maling Pass.

At this time, Malingguan had been occupied by the troops commanded by Shang Kexi and Kong Tingxun.

The door to the Hanzhong Basin has been opened, and the Taurus Road to the Chengdu Basin is also in sight!

Shang Kexi and Kong Tingxun were both neatly dressed, and they climbed to the head of Maling Pass surrounded by their own guards, and watched their subordinates pursue the fleeing Dashun army along the Jialing River.

"Virtuous nephew, it seems that Liukou is really not good!" Shang Kexi smiled, "Maling Pass is all in hand...... There may be some fights in Irikawa next, but Hanzhong didn't run! ”

Kong Tingxun smiled: "Uncle, nephew thinks that he can chase along the Jialing River again!" Maybe the White Lotus Sect on the other side of Dajian Mountain is really big enough to make a mess of the rear of the Liukou. If we can take the opportunity to rush south again, see if we can rush to Luoyang in one go...... Copied the back road of Qishan Road to him! ”

Shang Kexi nodded: "Okay, this is a great achievement!" Virtuous nephew, should I be the pioneer this time? ”