Chapter 2: Drinking Wine and Eating Meat

During the Chongzhen period of the Ming Dynasty, the imperial court was corrupt, and the north, especially in Shaanxi and Gansu, suffered from drought for many years, and the people were not able to make a living, the people were displaced, and they were starving all over the wilderness, and the northeast border was suffering day by day.

In the first year of Chongzhen, there was a great drought in Shaanxi, locust plagues and plagues followed, and the red land was thousands of miles, and ten rivers and nine dry.

However, the annexation of land by clans, nobles, gentry, and powerful people has intensified, and officials at all levels have taken advantage of the land and fished with all their might, resulting in the poor getting poorer and the rich getting richer.

The peasants had no way out, so they abandoned the famine and fled, and those who could not bear the suffering cried out bitterly: "It is better to die of stealing than to starve to death." ”

In July of that year, Fugu Wang Jiayin, Runan Wang Daliang, Ansai Gao Yingxiang and Wang Zuogua successively held an uprising in Shaanxi.

In addition to the peasants, there were also deserters and post soldiers, who responded to the uprising and joined in the vigorous peasant uprising.

Wang Zezhi looked at the carriage of the servants who walked away, and listened to the howls of the people in the small village, he remembered the records in the history books, and a thought was irrepressibly stirring in his chest.

This dynasty is going to be erosive after all, and it is better to come by yourself than to let the bandits and others cholera in the Central Plains.

At least he is a person with a sense of advanced modern civilization and will not be a party to the disaster.

Wang Zezhi took out the flatbread in his arms, took a few big bites, and ate it with difficulty, so that he had some strength.

He picked up a piece of graphite on the side of the road, looked at his tattered trousers, pulled a piece of coarse cloth, and wrote "Recruitment".

He found another stick, tied the cloth to it, and looked at it carefully.

"Folks, come and take a look, take a look, take a look, don't suffer, don't be fooled."

The people, who were still worried about the grain being collected, came out one after another when they heard his shouting.

But they didn't immediately gather around, but watched from afar.

Wang Zezhi clenched his fists and said, "Fathers, fellow villagers, please listen to me." ”

"Who are you? What do you want to say? At this time, a middle-aged man with a weed in his mouth walked over.

Wang Zezhi sighed in his heart, this is afraid that this is the ruffian in the village.

He pondered for a moment and said: "People in Shaanxi, exiled here, borrow treasure land..."

"You said you stinky begging for food, what do you want to do, Rory?"

Wang Zezhi was not angry when his words were interrupted, he looked at the person who came and hugged his fists, and asked, "May I ask who Your Excellency is?" ”

"Oh, I'm the captain here." After Chief A finished speaking, he spit out the weeds in his mouth, circled around him, and beckoned to the villagers next to him: "Bring a stool here." ”

Immediately, a villager came over with a stool and handed it to him, and wiped it with his sleeve.

Chief A sat down, stepped on the stool with one foot and said, "What do you want to say?" ”

When Wang Zeyi heard that he was the first chief, he didn't dare to say anything, and a wave of fear involuntarily welled up in his bones.

That was the fear of the people at the bottom of the world for the ruler of the feudal system, even if he was a small captain.

Wang Zezhi trembled and hesitated.

"If you go on like this, you will starve to death sooner or later, if you don't say it's death, if you say it's death, it's death, fight." Wang Zezhi struggled for a moment, and then he overcame the fear in his heart.

"Fellow fathers and fellow villagers, please listen to me." Wang Zezhi hugged his fists, raised the flag, and said: "Today, disasters are everywhere, we and other small people, sunrise and sunset, diligent and earnest only to ask for a seat of food and clothing, but the harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes are fiercer than the tiger, so that we are hungry and clothed, rather than sitting and starving to death, it is better to steal and die." ”

Wang Zezhi said impassionedly, and he found that the villagers were looking at him with a confused expression, and the captain was even plucking out his ears, not knowing why.

"That, old Cui Tou, come over and tell me what he said." Captain A pointed to the pale old man and called him over.

It turned out that the villagers didn't understand.

Lao Cui Tou was the only literate person in the village, and he failed the three imperial examinations, so he returned to his hometown to farm in frustration.

Lao Cui walked over tremblingly, looked at Wang Zezhi with a pale face and said, "He told us to rebel." ”

"He's an immortal, don't you take me, the first chief, in your eyes, Er Mazi, call the security chiefs, arrest this thief."

In the Ming Dynasty, there were ten households and one guarantee, and as soon as the chief shouted, more than a dozen people in the whole village ran out in an instant.

When Wang Zezhi was translating in Lao Cuitou, he felt wrong, and without saying a word, he raised the flag and ran away.

I didn't expect that there were really a lot of security chiefs in this village, and they were arrested after not running a few steps.

"Old Cuitou, what's written on this flag?"

"Careers."

"What do you mean?"

"It's what it means to recruit troops."

"Sure enough, it's a thief, and now you can go to the county office to exchange some rewards."

"Captain A, how much reward can this thief have?"

"I don't know how much, it's definitely enough for us to drink wine and eat meat."

"Hahaha... That's good. ”

"Drink wine and eat meat."

Wang Zezhi was escorted by a group of people, tied up, stuffed a cloth in his mouth, and went to the county seat to exchange wine money.

Their village is only twenty miles away from the county seat, and at this moment, those security chiefs are beaming with the first chief.

"These dogs said, the government officials came to search for food, and none of them were seen, and they were quite active in catching me, a group of dogs who bullied the soft and were afraid of the hard." Wang Zezhi was constantly pushed forward by this group of people, and he fell down several times, he thought angrily.

"Chief A, last year's Ding Yin, this year's Liao salary has not been paid, and we still have to pay the ground rent.

There was no snow last winter, and there was no rain this year, so this year's harvest is not expected to be too good. One of the chief guards said cautiously.

"What do you want to say?"

"I'm afraid our village won't be able to pay the field endowment."

A Chang was stunned, his face was pale, he looked at Wang Zezhi, and said, "Get today's wine money first, drink wine and eat meat." ”

"Drink wine and eat meat."

The crowd laughed happily again.

On the hillside not far from them, a man in rags climbed on the dirt slope, covered in loess, and his clothes blended with the loess.

He heard the shouts of the group, and slowly retreated, climbed over the hill, and ran out on the little donkey.

"General flag, there are big fish, there is wine and meat." The ragged man drooled and ran to a dirt cave.

The cave is quite wide and clearly natural.

At this moment, there are fifty or sixty ragged and well-armed bandits gathered here.

Their clothes were torn, but their armor, swords, longbows, and crossbows were still as bright as new.

The general flag has a bird gun in his hand.

"Phew, damn it, Lao Tzu is almost fading out of the birds in this ravine, how many people are there?" Zongqi spat out a mouthful of thick phlegm and began to pierce the armor with a knife.

"Less than fifteen."

"Brothers, follow me to drink wine and eat meat, Li Xiaoqi, you take half of the brothers to copy the back road, and the other brothers come with me."

"Yes."

The group came out of the cave with armor and knives, where dozens of mules and horses were tethered and snorting.

Some horses even have military characters on their buttocks.

"Driving~driving~driving~"

"Ho~Ho~Ho~"

A group of people got on their horses and walked in the direction of the chief of the armor, and these dozen or so people were constantly pushing and kicking Wang Zezhi for fun.

They didn't know that a casual sentence of drinking wine and eating meat would cause death.