A Qinling Mountains stretches across the land of the Central Plains, which not only separates the north and south, but also separates the Central Plains and Guanzhong. After the Ming Dynasty dominated the world, the valley pass of the Qinling Mountains was at most equipped with a customs for tax collection, and there was no longer the slightest use in the military.

However, after the Manchus withdrew to Shaanxi, those abandoned passes became the basis for the Manchus to occupy Shaanxi, and it was for this reason that they sent heavy troops to garrison to prevent the Ming army from attacking. Although the pass is heavily controlled, there are still countless mountains for people to climb in the Qinling Mountains. Even, crossing the mountain pass has now evolved into a business, and the business opportunities are provided by the people under the rule of the Qing Dynasty.

Between the dense mountains and forests, a group of dozens of people are trudging with difficulty, they are all people with their families and mouths, their clothes are shabby, and they look not so much people as homeless people hidden in the mountains. However, these people seem to have deliberately chosen the deep mountains and dense forests to avoid the official road.

And although these people looked tired, their eyes were full of fear and a little hope.

In the spring, there is a lot of rain and heavier in the mountains, so most of these people are wet, occasionally people cough because of the moisture, and more people endure the humidity in the mountains and forests there. A thin young man, who had rolled the hem of his shirt torn by a tree branch, took the child and carried it on his back, so that the woman had time to rest.

"Thank you, Third Uncle."

"Sister-in-law, this is what the younger brother should do."

A slightly bookish young man, he wiped the fog from his face, and then asked the other man beside him.

"Think, how far is it from the Great Scattered Pass?"

The dark-faced man stopped and looked around, then said.

"It should be almost there, I heard them say that it takes five or six days to go to Dasanguan from the official road."

"But thinking about it, we've been gone for almost half a month. Now it's still spinning in the mountains, over a mountain, and a mountain, and if it goes on like this, if we don't wait for our food to run out, it is estimated that people will have to be exhausted first. ”

The bookish man's evidence looked worried.

He couldn't help but worry, after all, he Zhao Gongqian was the only adult male in the Zhao family, and his eldest brother and second brother were arrested by the government because of the private transmission of newspapers from the Ming Dynasty. The dark-faced man in front of him was his classmate Tian Yifeng, who brought the news to the Zhao family from the city overnight, and then he had to flee to Henan with his sister-in-law and nephew.

In the past few years, although Shaanxi under the rule of the Qing Dynasty can also be said to be "the country and the people's security", but under the tyranny of the Qing Dynasty, there are always people who have absconded from Shaanxi, after all, the current Shaanxi is according to the household book in the Wanli period of the Ding tax, now the world is in turmoil for decades, and the people have long been one out of ten, but even so, the dead people's Ding tax must also be effective, I don't know how many people because they can't afford the annual poll tax, have absconded, and the more the people escape, the more the people have to be left in Shaanxi to bear the Ding tax, including compensation, Taxes are getting heavier and heavier.

Although Shaanxi has been in good weather in recent years, and there are few people in the land after the war, and the people have planted potatoes before the winter, so that they have a subsistence ration in winter, there are always poor households who cannot afford to pay taxes and can only choose to abscond. Along the way, you can always meet people who want to escape to Daming.

People's ideas are good, the Ming Dynasty has neither harsh taxes nor miscellaneous taxes, and even a few years ago Emperor Xingqian issued an edict to "flourish in the world, never increase the endowment", and distribute the Ding tax to the acres of land. However, the road to the Kanto region was not easy to walk, because the Qing army controlled the pass of the official road along the way. Once someone is found to have fled to the Ming Dynasty, it is often a hasty killing. Naturally, the official road cannot be walked. So people had to take the inaccessible mountain roads instead. Zhao Gongqian and Tian Yifeng walked for more than ten days in the aimless Yu Qinling Mountains before they met these ordinary people in front of them who also fled to the Ming Dynasty. So he went out with them together, and on the way, he met Song Laosan, who was specially taking people out of the customs, but bringing people was not a white belt, and the men were half and two women and children were halved.

"What? Zhao Gongzi shouldn't be worried that the old man will sell you? ”

Sudden words rang out behind them. I saw an old man in a short shirt looking at the two with a smile, holding a cigarette pouch in his hand, and smoking was still smoking in the copper tobacco nest of the cigarette pouch.

"Uncle Song misunderstood. Brother Zhao and I just want to escape back to my Daming as soon as possible, so that we can be new people. ”

Be a new man!

For the people under the rule of the Qing Dynasty, only they know the difference between a slave and a man. Of course, the reason why Tian Yifeng is so polite is because this old man is their guide out of the customs, if he and his son are not leading the way, how can outsiders enter the mountain, how can they find the way, even if they can avoid the Qing captives, it is estimated that they will starve to death in this mountain, or become the food of the tigers in the mountains.

"Don't worry, two sons. Well, just cross the mountain in front of you. The forests on this mountain are cut down by few people, and they grow too densely for us to see clearly. The old man had already asked him to go to the front to control the wind. If we're lucky, we'll be able to spend the night in Daming's relief camp tonight. ”

Song Laosan pointed to the woods in front of him and said. Although you can't see anything from here, it's because there are fewer people who go into the mountains to cut wood and collect wood, which is why this is the case, if it was a few decades ago...... It's not a good thing to be full of people for decades.

But Song Laosan's words made the faces of the people present smile, as if they had seen a good day in the future. As long as you escape back to Daming, you can always live a good life.

Song Laosan sat under the root of the tree, took out the cloth bag containing tobacco leaves from his waist, and took advantage of the fire to fill some tobacco leaves. Then he took a hard puff, and after resuming the cigarette, Song Laosan just looked at the mountain. Every time he took a guest across the border, he would take a break here, of course, the reason why he had to take a breath was not only because the trek through the mountains had already exhausted everyone's strength, and he needed to rest for a while to get through, and the more he went, the most dangerous it was.

After all, no one knows if it will be at the last moment, bumping into Qingyu. While thinking about which road to take next, Song Laosan smoked a cigarette. Although he knew that there were only more than 100 Qing troops in this area, but if they met, these people would all have to lose their lives, they would lose their lives, and his old Song Tou would also lose his reputation, he used to just pick roads in the mountains, that is, in the past two years, the people of Shaanxi fled to Daming at the expense of abandoning their families and businesses in order to avoid the tyrannical expropriation of the Qing captives. Song Laosan, who was just giving them directions at the beginning, began to try to take them out of the customs, and then earn a sum of money to lead the way. The silver he earned in the past two years was enough for him to buy dozens of acres of good land, and this business could not be stopped.

But now there are more and more people who want to escape to Daming, in addition to the rich families, more are ordinary people, these people are often because of the oppression of the Qing captives, they will give up their families and abandon their businesses, who will leave until the last resort?

After a while, a burly young man with a firearm on his back came over, and I saw him walk up to Song Laosan and say.

"Great, it looks okay over there, we can go over now, Qingyu estimates that it will be a while."

Song Laosan glanced towards the mountain, then nodded and said.

"Okay, let's hurry up. Save yourself a little bit! ”

"Hey, okay."

The young man nodded and hurriedly ran to inform the others.

Everyone walked on the mountain for about half an hour, and after crossing a mountain again, their eyes suddenly opened up. In front of them was a wide field that stretched for more than ten miles, and it was a valley, and there was no forest in the valley.

Song Laosan pointed to Guancheng, which was faintly visible more than ten miles away in the distance, and said.

"See, it's the Great Scattered Pass. The captives there can't see us, but if the patrolling captives touch us, they'll be released immediately. After everyone runs out of the forest later, no matter what, they can't stop under their feet, and if they stop, their lives may be gone. ”

After saying that, he pointed to the base platform with the Mingzi flag floating on the opposite side and said.

"That's the Ming Dynasty's platform. You just have to run there, the people on the platform can see you clearly, don't run around, or they will let go too, just run to the platform, there is a passage on the left side of the platform, and you will be safe when you enter there! Got it? Don't stop! ”

Naturally, they didn't dare to take it lightly, and nodded yes one after another, seeing that the big guy was almost ready. Song Laosan asked his son to go to the front to look at the wind first, and it was not until he saw his son make a gesture that he turned his head and waved his hand and shouted at everyone.

"Run!"

With his shout, dozens of people in this group immediately rushed out of the forest with their lives, and then ran towards the red flag floating on the opposite side. Although Song Laosan is old, he runs fast under his feet, and even with the women holding the children, he runs desperately.

Just as they were running towards the Ming army's platform, there was a shout behind them. Then there was a not-so-dense sound of gun, which made everyone's hearts tighten, so they ran faster, lest they accidentally lose their lives.

Zhao Gongqian, who was running desperately with his nephew in his arms, even felt out of breath at this time, but he still ran forward desperately, panting heavily, just staring ahead, staring at the platform, vaguely, he could even see the Ming army on the platform, at this moment, he saw a cloud of smoke spewing out of the platform, followed by a burst of cannonball......

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