"What do you mean ......"

"Why are you confused when it comes to getting down to business?"

"Isn't it up to you to call the shots, big brother." Tie Niu scratched his head a little embarrassed, and did not feel dissatisfied with Liu Futong's previous scolding.

"With what I know about Du Zundao, it's time for him to come up with some new tricks." Liu Futong squinted and said.

"Saying this, I think about it, Sheng Wenyu seems to have not appeared for a long time." Iron Bull touched his chin and said.

Liu Futong sneered, "Bacheng went to Jingxiang on Du Zundao's order." ”

Tie Niu's eyes rolled, and he asked suspiciously, "You mean Xiangyang?" What is he going to do there? ”

"Du Zundao can also be regarded as the patriarch of the Ming Sect, and it is not surprising that he has cultivated some of his own forces over the years."

"This Du Zundao is really insidious and cunning, he is seeing that Xu Shouhui and others will target the Jingxiang area next, so he wants to take the opportunity to get a piece of the pie?"

"Eighty percent of the time. Next, it depends on how the scheming Peng Zu will respond. Liu Futong shrugged his eyebrows and said in a low voice.

The uprising with Liu Futong and others Since the day Liu Futong raised his army, the sudden beacon fire and wolf smoke no longer allow anyone on the land of Henan to keep himself out of the matter.

Although the Red Turban Army is known as the righteous army, and there are military orders that it is not allowed to harass ordinary people, there are still a large number of people whose families are broken and their wives are separated, especially among the nobles such as Mongolia and Semu.

At the beginning, the Jin Dynasty was destroyed by the Mongol iron cavalry, and the Yuan court also listed most of the Jin people who were Jurchen and other ethnic groups as Han Chinese, and classified them as the most inferior category.

Like most Han Chinese, they were oppressed and humiliated by the various unequal systems of the Yuan court, so when the Red Turban Army that raised the banner of anti-Yuan appeared, many female Zhen men also joined the rebel army.

These soldiers, who were composed of ordinary people, had a distinct common characteristic, that is, they had a strong hatred for the Mongols and the Semu people.

The common people could not see the emperor and ministers who made these unequal systems, and even if they hated, it was difficult to go to the capital to take revenge.

But these nobles are different, the righteous soldiers and soldiers all watched these nobles be superior to themselves in their ordinary lives, enjoying all kinds of privileges.

Now there is an opportunity for revenge, and there is no doubt that the anger that has been accumulating has been taken out on these people.

So a sad and ridiculous scene appeared, a group of Mongolian and Semu nobles who had settled in various parts of Henan because of their ancestors' meritorious service in Henan fled with their families, and their embarrassment was extremely similar to the ancestors of the Red Turban Army who fled from the Central Plains to various places.

Karma, the reincarnation of heaven, is nothing more than that.

In the territory of Henan Jiangbei Province, many fleeing nobles gathered into a team and gathered the servants and miscellaneous servants of each family as guards.

One of the three was more tired than the others, and the woman sat in the carriage and fell asleep on a soft pillow, while the rest of the father and son whispered.

"Dad, where are we going?" The boy who questioned him was less than ten years old, and he was wearing a clean quality grandson suit, and the small lock of hair on his forehead made him very cute.

"I'm going to Dadu." The man holding the boy replied in a low voice.

The boy obviously heard the meaning of the words, and asked smartly, "Send me to Dadu?" What about you? And didn't we just come back from Dadu? And you're not saying that most of them can't accommodate us anymore. ”

"So most of you still need your mother and son to pretend to be ordinary people to enter the city, but don't worry, I have already arranged the affairs after entering the city, and I won't let you be wronged at all. As for fatherhood...... You have to come back to get rid of the thief and serve the country. The man's voice was extremely cold, containing a trace of extremely unwilling resentment.

The bright boy saw the resolute look in his father's eyes, and did not question his command, but asked carefully: "Father, why do these Han people want to be red scarf thieves?" ”

The man hesitated for a moment, and finally said the truth impartially, "Because the days are too hard, they can't live anymore." ”

"But isn't there a court that will make decisions for them in the affairs of the people?" The boy in Mongolian costume continued to ask.

"My son has really grown up." Hearing this, the sturdy man touched his son's head dotingly, and said with relief.

Once praised by his harsh father, the boy smiled shyly.

"Kuokuo, you have to remember that nothing is absolute. Water can carry a boat and overturn a boat, the court can govern the people, and the people can also overthrow the court. The man sighed and continued to teach his son.

"Is it only in Henan that there are red scarf thieves here? Dad, haven't you ever been to Jiangnan on an errand? I heard that it is very rich there, so there should be no people to rebel, right? ”

The man was slightly stunned when he heard this, and the experience of going to Jiangsu and Zhejiang three years ago gradually appeared in his mind, and he muttered to himself: "Wen Xuan, you must have been involved in this rebellion, right?" ”

It turned out that this father who was seven feet tall and had a big waist was Chakhan Timur, who had a grudge with Wen Xuan for three years.

Kang Liwei was dismissed from his post, and Li Chahan's family was also expelled from the capital, and he wanted to take this opportunity to live a stable life for a few days, but he didn't expect that the disaster in Henan would occur, and the Red Turban Army would become more and more powerful, and the children of the Mongolian and Semu nobles everywhere they passed were slaughtered.

In order to prevent his beloved wife and righteous son from being murdered, Richard wanted to send them to Dadu to avoid the limelight.

At the same time, the uprising of the Red Turbans also rekindled Richard's ambitions.

If someone wants to rebel against the imperial court, there must be someone who wants to defend the imperial court, and since the people of the Ming Sect can make a red turban army come out, then I, Chakhan Timur, can also recruit a righteous army to come out.

With this thought in Gain's mind, Richardham's heart grew indignant again.

"Dad, what are you thinking?" Timur tugged at the sleeve of his coat.

Chakhan Timur came back to his senses and replied: "Jiangnan is really a good place for outstanding people, but it's a pity that you have been disappointed, and it has long been infected by cult disciples. ”

Kuoku Timur touched his chin as he did when Timur thought about things and said, "The cult you are talking about is the Ming Sect praised by the Red Turban thief, right?" Why is Mingjiao so powerful? ”

Tsakhan Timur felt that the explanation of this question was too complicated, so he replied in a nutshell, "The court is incompetent today. ”

Kuangku Timur was a little puzzled, frowned and continued to ask, "Isn't today's Tokhtar Prime Minister very accomplished?" ”

Chakhan Timur did not expect that his son would be interested in these things at a young age, and he would ask so carefully, and after being surprised, he patiently told him about the major events of the previous dynasty and the current dynasty in combination with his own views.