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Long Huamin never dreamed that he would fall into another net at the moment when he was about to escape.

When a dozen handymen in the horse team moved the pot and stove from the cart, took out the grain, rice and pickles, and shouted to build the pot and prepare to boil the gruel, he felt something strange. But I couldn't figure out what to do.

"The old man went to pick up some firewood, and the woman came over to help clean up the meal. Help the children get the dishes and chopsticks! The man at the head put a large cauldron with 24 seals on the stove and shouted loudly to the displaced people who were stunned here.

"What are you still doing! The two young marshals want to give us porridge! This is food for us! The old man who was called for questioning staggered over with a large bag of grain on his back.

Seeing the more than 1,000 homeless people in front of them scatter in a hurry, picking up firewood and grass in the wasteland, helping to cook porridge and rice, the children's faces were even more red from the cold, and they looked at the flames burning happily at the bottom of the pot with a stack of large bowls.

"Ning Yu, what are you going to do with these people? Take it with you, or send someone to Jining, hand it over to a few leaders of the Cao Gang, and come back in exchange for something? ”

Zhang Kewang sat comfortably on the saddle, took over a copper kettle wrapped in a thick cotton sleeve from the hands of his own soldiers, and after taking a sip of wine, he handed the kettle to his fourth brother Zhang Dingguo.

Since Zhang Xianzhong reached an agreement on joint operations with Li Zicheng and Luo Rucai after the Battle of Kaifeng, he accepted the soldiers, horses, grain, grass and ordnance allocated to him by the Chuang and Cao families. At the same time, in order to strengthen Zhang Xianzhong's strength in the western camp, Li Zicheng also generously handed over the two units of the local righteous army in Henan, Yidougu and Clay Jar, to Zhang Xianzhong for moderation.

on this. Luo Rucai made a secret relationship with Zhang Xianzhong in private. These two people are the teams that Li Zicheng has always planned to merge but are not easy to start, and handing them over to Zhang Xianzhong is just a favor for him. He didn't have to worry too much, he did these two when the time was right, and he would annex their subordinates.

For this kind of fire and other people's affairs, since the Shaanxi peasant army uprising in the seventh year of the Apocalypse, I have seen a lot! Zhang Xianzhong and Luo Rucai have all seen and done it. If it weren't for Zhang Xianzhong's soft-heartedness, Li Zicheng would have been hacked by him.

Leave Henan. After walking in the direction of Yingshan Huoshan for a few days, and learning that more than 100,000 people in Zuo Liangyu's department were defeated by Luo Hu with a battalion of men and horses, Zhang Xianzhong went to a big stone in his heart.

"Damn! Lao Zuo is finished. The elite of the Quartet that has been entangled for many years has been ruined, and I am afraid that it will not be able to slow down for a few years! Let's have a big time! ”

From the old guys entrenched in Yingshan and Huoshan, the old villagers in Shaanxi, and the hands of Ge Liyan, thousands of elite soldiers were borrowed to suppress the position, and Zhang Xianzhong felt that the time was ripe. Taking advantage of Li Zicheng and Luo Rucai's elimination of Zuo Liangyu, Zhang Xianzhong invited Yidougu and clay pots to the old camp in Xiying for a banquet in the name of celebrating the great victory. "The generalissimo and the general killed Zuo Liangyu. It's also a bad breath for our Lao Tzu! There's nothing to say, you have to drink for a few days! ”

On the banquet, Zhang Xianzhong pulled his beard down, and Zhang Kewang, Zhang Dingguo, Bai Wenxuan, Ma Yuanli and other Xiying generals drew their knives and chopped a bucket of grain, clay pots and their personal guards into a pile of meat sauce. At the same time, troops were sent to surround the soldiers and horses of the two, and forcibly annexed these tens of thousands of people.

The Xiying people, who had expanded their strength, worked closely with the villagers of the Fifth Battalion of the Huige, and fought several battles with the troops of Zhu Dadian, the governor of Caoyun, and Ma Shiying, the governor of Fengyang, and the troops of these two men were also at the third-rate level among the Ming army in the interior. Otherwise, it would not have allowed troops like Zuo Liangyu to be so arrogant. After a few battles, the results were quite fruitful. Successively broke through more than a dozen cities between the Yellow and Huai.

Inspecting the rich booty, Zhang Xianzhong couldn't help but twist his hair and be happy. So, taking advantage of the gap between the two sides to rest and replenish after the war, Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo were sent out to escort a large number of goods to the north.

"You two boys remember to our Lao Tzu, when you arrive at the camp, you have to say more kind words, no matter what our father and son say, they also owe the camp a favor! Send more goods to King Chuang as a military salary. In addition, those beauties are for Cao Cao. You know what to say. ”

In addition to returning favors, Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo also have an errand to do.

That is, the idea is to get more ordnance, armor, gunpowder, and go back.

The two brothers took their own soldiers to escort a large number of goods and goods, and went north from Jianghuai to Henan, not daring to take the main road of the state and county, so they could only pass between the villages and towns. It was easy to get to the ground in Shandong, but I didn't want to bump into this group of homeless people head-on.

According to Zhang Kewang's idea, give these people a few meals of porridge to drink, leave them some food, and let them go to Jining City to find their way. It's important for us to hurry.

However, Zhang Dingguo didn't think so.

"Big brother, I have been in correspondence with Luo Hu and Wang Long. According to their letter, there are also popular shops in Jining City that are recruiting displaced people to go south to reclaim. Moreover, the price is good. I'm going to ......"

"Hey! What a tongue does it take! Take care of them for a few days, and then order someone to escort them to Jining. Take the token of our Xiying and Longsheng contact directly, and save them from finding the temple gate by themselves! ”

Zhang Kewang grinned and couldn't help laughing. These more than 1,000 homeless people can be regarded as a small gain. Moreover, when you arrive in Jining City, you can consult with the Longsheng merchants there about how to deliver the population and all kinds of goods between the two sides.

Nowadays, everything in Xiying is good, but the waterway transportation is not so smooth, and the canal and Huaihe waterway are often cut off by Zhu Dadian and Ma Shiying's troops. However, the brothers had long been accustomed to using large and small artillery to attack the city and break the enemy, and the spears, knives, blades, and hard bows in their hands were all obtained from Long Shengxing. External traffic is obstructed, and the seized money, grain, and goods cannot be turned into urgently needed materials, and the things inside cannot get out, and the things outside cannot come in, which has always been a thing that annoys Zhang Xianzhong and his son.

There are many people who can work. Soon, more than a dozen pots of steaming and fragrant rice porridge appeared in front of the more than 1,000 homeless people. Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo's personal soldiers. They have all grown up with them in the West Camp for more than ten years, and they have been accustomed to seeing killing and bloodshed since they were children, and they have grown up in this environment. How many will be good? At the moment, one by one, they stood on the edge of the porridge pot with their eyebrows, and watched the man carry the horse spoon and start to make porridge.

"A big bowl with pickles per person. When you're done eating, you can line up at the back of the line to get another one. But if someone dares to snatch the porridge in someone else's bowl, don't blame the knife in our hands for being unsympathetic! ”

Tapping the edge of the pot with a scabbard wrapped in brass skin, Zhang Kewang's personal soldier leader viciously told the homeless people about the precautions.

The homeless people naturally didn't dare to say much, in front of sharp knives and guns, not to mention that they were in a hurry to eat the hot and fragrant porridge in the pot in their stomachs a moment earlier. Not much to say at the moment. Immediately calling for wives and children, helping the old and the young, with families or villages as units, lined up in front of more than a dozen cauldrons.

Long Huamin's stomach was already hungry, but. But he didn't dare to go to the front to line up to get porridge. It's not that he doesn't dress like a homeless, but to be honest, the personal hygiene of Western missionaries at this time was also very bad. Good hygiene habits have not been developed throughout Europe, and Long Huamin himself is even dirtier than the homeless.

But. His blonde appearance. Although you can mix in with the team of homeless people who are weak and have no time to care about anything else, if you go forward to receive porridge, it will inevitably attract the attention of others. Once he is targeted and his hiding is exposed, then all the hardships he has endured these days will be in vain.

But, according to Murphy's Law, the more you are afraid of something. Often the things you are afraid of will come to you on their own.

"Call those people over there and ask why they didn't come to get the porridge. They're not hungry, are they? Zhang Kewang's eyes were sharp, and he saw Long Huamin and several of his assistants at a glance. However, Zhang Kewang didn't think of anything else, he was just worried not to meet the spies of the official family!

Both of them are full of ghosts. The more Long Huamin and the others hid, the more they aroused the suspicion of Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo. Seeing that these people had been dodging behind the team of displaced people and refused to come forward to answer, Zhang Kewang didn't say much at the moment, and with a wave of his right hand, several pro-soldiers immediately rode out and surrounded Long Huamin and others.

A pro-soldier reached over and grabbed Long Huamin's headscarf, and slammed it hard, originally thinking that this time he would definitely give this guy a little color, and it would be good not to cut off a few locks of his hair. But I don't want to, there is no bun under Long Huamin's headscarf! The soldier used too much force, but he grabbed the air with one hand, shook it on the horse's back a few times, and almost fell headlong.

Under the turban, there was Long Huamin's blonde and blue-eyed red-haired face that was terrified.

"Hah! No wonder I didn't dare to come up to get the porridge, it turned out to be a red-haired person! Where did you come from? What are you doing here?! ”

During the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty, although the world was turbulent and the people were displaced, there were swords and soldiers everywhere. However, people of all walks of life still have a strong sense of the Chinese Celestial Empire in their hearts, and in this consciousness, only China is the most civilized. The rest are barbarians. Unlike after the first crow and the second crow, the officials heard the word foreigner, and immediately weakened their bones by three points. In North Korea and Vietnam, Chairman Yi and his generation regained a lot of self-confidence in Lop Nur, but after the reform, they met a mouthful of foreigners who should be paid interest, and for the so-called investment in setting up factories, introducing technology and production lines, many senior government cadres were also a little shorter in their hearts. The result is often the hard-earned money of countless people who "pay the tuition".

A group of homeless people drank hot porridge with great interest, and gathered around Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo to watch the two generals interrogate the red-haired man.

"Who is this red-haired person?"

"Listen to the person who was with him and said that they were preaching on the ground in our eastern part of Shandong. What a Jesuit priest. ”

"Priest? That's a monk, too, right? Why didn't you shave your head? Didn't take the dust beads or anything? Don't preach the White Lotus Sect, right? I heard people who have been to the county town say that if you catch a White Lotus Sect, you will be rewarded with a lot of silver! ”

In the buzzing discussion of the homeless people, Zhang Dingguo and Zhang Kewangqian gave a few words and began to interrogate Long Huamin.

"Since you are a monk, why are you mixed with the victims?"

"I'm going south along the canal. Then he turned to the Yellow River and went to sea, originally planning to go to Puyang and Fanxian, but he didn't want to be in chaos, so he took the wrong road. A few people walked and were afraid of danger. He went with the disaster victim brigade, planning to go to Jining first to catch a boat. Looking at the young men in front of him who looked like these two leaders, Long Huamin was also nervously speculating and analyzing the identities of these two young people. Let's see if we can find some help in these two. In his mouth, he followed Zhang Dingguo's question, and answered half-truthfully.

"To the south? Where are you going? Nanjing? Then you don't have to go to sea! Zhang Dingguo playfully stared at Long Huamin, who was tied up like a dumpling by several pro-soldiers in front of him.

"I don't want to go to Nanjing. I'm going south to Hue and theorize with that traitor Alfonso! ”

Zhang Dingguo didn't know who Alfonso was, but he understood the sentence of going to Hue. However, it is precisely this guy's words. aroused Zhang Dingguo's vigilance. What kind of place is Hue, that is the lair of the South Cantonese army! What did this red-haired man go there to theorize and what did he want to do?

"Theory what?"

"Debate! On his Chinese Protestantism is not in keeping with the righteous way of Christ! Long Huamin said the purpose of his southward journey. Peeking at it, Zhang Dingguo's face was as usual, but Zhang Kewang next to him looked confused. He didn't know that in fact, Zhang Dingguo also heard it in a fog. What the right way of Christ. What Chinese Protestantism. He didn't understand anything. However, Zhang Dingguo has had a good habit over the years, that is, he has developed a mood that is invisible. It is difficult to analyze the inner activity of his face from his facial expression.

"Ning Yu, forget it, this foreign monk is also a half-idiot who reads the scriptures, and he has to go all the way south to find someone to debate the scriptures. What is it that is not a practice that has gone mad? ”

"You don't know! That Alfonso is the Adversary! He's a heretic, he's a heresy! Under the emotion, Long Huamin began to enter a state of selflessness. He angrily denounced Alfonso and the nature of the so-called Chinese Protestantism that he had established with the connivance and support of His Royal Highness the Duke of Lee.

Seeing that this matter was implicated with Li Shouhan, Zhang Kewang and Zhang Dingguo couldn't help but look at each other and smile. The two brothers exchanged views with expressions that they could understand each other.

"It turns out that this guy has a holiday with Li Shouhan."

"What do you think?"

"Since he has a holiday with Li Shouhan, he can't let him go!" After the two brothers exchanged opinions with their eyes, Zhang Dingguo had a bottom in his heart, and began to lure Long Huamin to continue talking.

After spewing Alfonso's teachings as heresy, Long Huamin began to try to persuade Zhang Dingguo and Zhang Kewang to be baptized into the church.

Long Huamin said: "The Chinese Protestant religion bewitches mortals to be called angels, and advocates that believers cultivate themselves, and God will be wrathed, and when the time comes, the doomsday judgment will be launched, and the world will become hell." The general is so young, handsome, and promising, only by joining the church can he escape the doomsday judgment and ascend to heaven! ”

(Sure enough, cults use this method to trick others into joining!) ）

Zhang Dingguo snorted coldly and said: "Monk Yang, if you want to find hell, you still need to die, and the land under your feet in front of you is Abi Hell." Since the end of Wanli, floods, droughts, locusts, and soldiers have alternated, and cannibalism is not uncommon. Others don't say, how many brothers around me didn't crawl out of the pile of dead people by gnawing on other people's leg bones? You ask these villagers behind you who have come here with you, you are a good citizen this year, and the rent of three salaries can save you all the food in your next life. Even if they are rich, they will only spend a few more days than the poor. The government forces you to pay money and grain with silver dollars, and the Tartars attack the city everywhere and plunder the land, the city is broken and the jade is burned, and the property, wife and daughter are all someone else's. Everyone is in danger, but I would like to know what could be more terrible than this world. ”

"It stands to reason that I don't bother to worry about the affairs between you monks and the disputes about who is decent and who is a cult. But in this hellish world now, Ning Yuanbo is the only hope. Because of the southern soldiers, the Tartars were driven out of Shandong, and because of Ning Yuanbo, you can go to Jining to ask for a way to live. Because of Nanshang, I can have strong armor and sharp soldiers to kill dog officials and thieves. And just because Ning Yuanbo sent a few officials to the monk temple to control you and prevent you from acting recklessly, you made a lot of nonsense. I wondered, what can you do for this world? Can you, the god, conjure up food for these folks to feed on now? ”

Long Huamin, who was a little dumbfounded by Zhang Dingguo's barrage of artillery bombardments, grabbed a word in Zhang Dingguo's words, "General, if you become a church, you will know that when Jesus preached in the wilderness, there were 5,000 middle-aged men and countless women and children present, and Jesus used five barley cakes and two fish brought by a child, and asked each of these people to sit in a row, and kept breaking the bread and distributing the fish to everyone. Five loaves and two fish were distributed among 5,000 men in the prime of life and more old and weak women and children, so that everyone could be fed. This means that as long as you believe in the Lord, you will be satisfied. There will be food. ”

"your ballshit! It's like the truth! Did you see that? Did you eat it? Lao Tzu came hungry all the way! Why didn't that Jesus stick of yours bring fish to Lao Tzu?! Lao Tzu will also give you five cakes and two pork knuckles in a while, and you will give points to the old and young masters present! I don't want you to let them all eat, as long as one of them says they haven't eaten, I'll slaughter you and fill everyone's stomach! ”

Zhang Dingguo was a little annoyed, and his originally beautiful face was red with blood.

"That's it! When someone went to our temple fair to spread the White Lotus Sect, everyone watched him plant a peach pit on the stone slab, poured some water and covered it with a scoop, and after a while, it sprouted, grew leaves, became a peach tree, and then blossomed and bore peaches. It's much more evil than what this red-haired man said! The old man, who was the leader of the homeless people, added with a bowl of porridge.

(That's it!) It is! If that were the case, then my book could be read as a Bible! A thin old man said proudly with a Zichuan accent, "I also sell pears in my books!" ”）

"Donkey balls, monks from all countries have the same taste, cheating on eating and drinking and cheating on young women. On the surface, he is an abbot in the temple, but there are a bunch of illegitimate children outside! But it's weird, why are you looking for a monk to send a child? Why don't you go to the nunnery to ask for a child? Find a monk to ask for a child, and the child born looks like a monk, not to mention, but also to pay incense money! I can't get pregnant to find Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu's magic arrow is unparalleled, and he doesn't charge money. ”

Zhang Kewang on the side sneered and made up for it, causing the surrounding soldiers to laugh. (To be continued......)