In Bianliang City, in a simple camp cleared from the ruins, hundreds of soldiers sat on the ground.

Zhao Xingde stood at the top, holding a scroll in his hand, facing everyone. Although he was wearing a leather armor robe, his demeanor was more like that of a gentleman in a school, and he was smiling seductively: "Do you know, what do the so-called four joys of life refer to? ”

"Sir asked," someone hesitated, "but after a long drought and a rainstorm, I met my old acquaintance in another country; The cave room spends candle night, when the gold list is titled? Zhao Xingde smiled and said nothing, and someone said at the time: "Wrong, wrong, it should be, ten years of drought and rain, thousands of miles away from home." The monk's cave room spent a candle night, and when the title of the Tongsheng gold list was titled, it was right. He said triumphantly, but the crowd burst into laughter. Someone joked loudly: "What is the joy of a monk touching the female benefactor every day?" After several years in the army, it is the joy of life to spend candles in the cave room of the soldiers. The soldiers pounded the ground and laughed again. Among the left-behind divisions in Tokyo, Zhao Xingde's account telling is one of the most ridiculous.

"No, no." Zhao Xingde said with a smile, "What you say is something that can be met but not sought, what I am talking about is the four happy things that can be done by both men and women, old and young, from the emperor to the peddler and pawn." Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, he didn't sell it, and said with a smile: "Ear picking, pedicure, hiccups, and farting, these are the four great pleasures of life." ”

After Zhao Xingde finished speaking, everyone looked at each other, and the camp was quiet for a moment, laughing like a storm. "Exactly, exactly!" "Regardless of gender, everyone makes it, it is true!" Someone laughed and slapped the ground and shouted, "Wonderful, wonderful! "Sure enough, it is the four great joys of life!" There are also some people who feel insulting and hold back their laughter, but seeing Zhao Xingde's serious appearance, they finally couldn't help but smile, and some people secretly thought: "Mr. Zhao is a very deep and steady person, and he suddenly made such a joke, so he must have his deep meaning." His eyes were puzzled and thoughtful.

Sure enough, after everyone's laughter, Zhao Xingde coughed and said with a smile: "People love cleanliness, and evil and filth, these four things are all to eliminate the impurities of the body, but you feel from your heart that this is indeed the joy of life." The body is like this, but what about the mind? He paused for a moment, and said thoughtfully, "Zi said, I am fifteen aspiring to learn, thirty and standing, forty not confused, fifty and knowing the destiny of heaven, sixty ears are obedient, seventy do what I want, do not exceed the rules." This is self-cultivation and the way to cultivate the mind. A gentleman cleans himself, I examine my body three times a day, and gently remove those filthy and evil thoughts like ear picking, pedicure, hiccups, and farting, which is also a great joy in life. Ladies and gentlemen," he smiled, "you will go to various places to appease the people, and you will inevitably encounter many things that are filthy for profit, and at that time, I hope to remember Yuan Zhi's words, what is the joy of life." ”

The officers in the tent are all tuntian officers who are ready to go to various places to govern a battalion of 500 households, and the battalion is also called a non-commissioned officer. Listening to Zhao Xingde's speech at this time, the smile on his face gradually faded, and some people showed a contemplative look. Zhao Xing, an ordinary soldier in the German army, was required to know at least 300 words and be able to read simple military orders. In the past, the soldiers who had read the Analects and Mencius in the private school, and after passing the simple extraction, they also had to recite more than 200 laws and decrees simplified by Zhao Xingde, and exercise the right to govern in the cantonment. Yesterday, these people had already passed the exam for the final dictation of the law, and today was Zhao Xingde to give them the last lesson, so in addition to being relaxed, I would like to remind them a little. Of course, in addition to asking these Tuntian officials to clean themselves, there are also the people of Tuntian who elected two people, and the people of each battalion elected two people's protectors, all of whom can directly write to Zhao Xingde and avenge the grievances of the people.

Outside the camp, tens of thousands of ragged and unkempt civilians were escorted by more than 1,000 cavalrymen to the middle of the camp schoolyard. This is the people in a big cottage that has just been broken. The lord of Dazhai was beheaded for resisting the army, and the remaining leaders and minions saw that the situation was not good and returned to the official army. Wang Biao shrank his head in the crowd, but his eyes were looking around at a few henchmen under his command. Although the foundation of Bawang Mountain has disappeared, as long as these brothers can firmly grasp it, there will be a day when the mountain will make a comeback. Several henchmen also exchanged glances with him while holding their hands together. Later, if the officers and soldiers want to forcibly separate them, although their arms can't twist their thighs, they must always make a noise. Wang Biao used to be a famous scoundrel in ten towns and eight miles, and he also studied for a few days, and he knew the truth that the law does not blame the public. As long as there is chaos on the school field, the government has no choice but to kill all the people.

The escort was only allowed to drink water, and he was already so hungry that his chest was close to his back, and at this time, a strong smell of vegetable porridge suddenly wafted in. "Goo-" Zhang Wuping's stomach rang, instinctively distinguishing that this was the kind of gruel mixed with wild vegetables and millet boiled, he looked up, only to see that on the empty school field, more than a dozen large flagpoles were lined up in turn, flags fluttering, and each flag was a different pattern. Zhang Wuping knew a few words, and saw that the banners were written with county names such as "Changyuan", "Fugou", and "Fengqiu". There was also an unpatterned black flag, which was scattered from afar and was not recognized by the people who were not in these counties.

"Yongqiu's go eat under the White Phoenix Flag!"

"Fugou's go to eat under the Qinglong banner!"

"Feng Qiu's go to eat under the Yellow Tiger Banner!"

At this time, the escorted officers and soldiers greeted each of them and warned sharply: "Everyone goes back to their hometowns, if there is a fake, it is a spy, and it will not be cut off!" These people originally came from various counties, went up the mountain for various reasons such as fleeing and being taken captive, and were taken down the mountain by the officials and soldiers in a daze. Several of Wang Biao's brothers came from various counties, and they were at a loss at this time, and while following the flow of people, they frequently turned back to look at Wang Biao, with helplessness on their faces. "Do you want to provoke trouble, I'm afraid it's hard to make trouble in this scene?" Wang Biao was full of lawsuits, and when he was hesitating, he was suddenly slapped on the shoulder, he turned around suddenly, almost pulling his hand, and looked at it, but it was a person grinning and looking at him in surprise.

"Fourth brother," Wang He looked at Wang Biao in surprise, "Where are you, there has been no news all these years, and the second elder can worry about you?" Wang He's face was simple, and he grabbed Wang Biao's shirt with both hands, as if as soon as he let go, this brother who had not been doing business since he was a child could not be found again. While speaking, he pulled Wang Biao next to him and said, "Come with me to meet my father!" ”

"Big, big ,......" Wang Biao opened his mouth and changed his voice in a low voice, "Brother." ”

He was dragged by his brother and walked a few steps, and when he looked back, the figures of several henchmen and brothers were already nowhere to be found in the crowd. Wang He pulled Wang Biao to his parents, Wang Biao's face was very embarrassed, and he lowered his head and whispered: "Father, mother, son is not filial." ”

"This evil obstacle!" As soon as he saw Wang Biao, the old father turned his face away angrily, "Why didn't you die outside?" "Biao'er," Wang Mengshi's tears fell suddenly, she pulled Wang Biao's sleeves with both hands, and choked up, "It's good to come back, my child." She gave birth to four sons and three daughters, but her son only raised two eldest kings and Wang Biao, so she has loved her young son very much since she was a child. Wang Biao, a big man, was pulled by the old mother with a handful of snot and tears, and he couldn't break free, so he just stood on the ground awkwardly. Wang He turned his face away. At this time, more and more people gathered under the Fengqiu banner, and some were already queuing up to receive vegetable porridge.

"Father, mother, wait a minute," Wang He pulled Wang Biao, bowed and said, "My fourth brother and I will go and get some porridge." ”

"Okay, okay." Wang Mengshi reluctantly let go of Wang Biao's sleeve.

Wang He is generous by nature, the two brothers have not talked much since they were young, Wang Biao followed behind his brother, received vegetable porridge, and shared food with his parents, the Song Dynasty was founded for a hundred years, and ruled the world with filial piety. Even if they are extremely vicious bandits, if they are said to be "unfilial", they will not be able to raise their heads on the rivers and lakes. There are about six or seven thousand people gathered in the porridge shed in Fengqiu County, some are families, some are friends and partners, and they are familiar with each other in a circle. Taking advantage of the time to drink porridge, the officials of the big camp took the name book, and checked their names and places of origin one by one, and all those who were of unknown origin must have fellow villagers or relatives as guarantees, and those who could not guarantee each other were taken out of the porridge field, and the officials who spoke with the accent of Fengqiu were questioned one by one, and those who believed that they were pretending to be Fengqiu people were immediately taken to the court under the court, a total of more than 40,000 people, and more than 30 people who pretended to be born were cleared out, all of whom tied their hands behind their backs, and were served by the knife and axe hand and knelt in a row.

"My lord, you have been wronged!"

"Wronged, my lord!"

"We are all good citizens! My lord! ”

Among the more than 40 people, some of them had earth-colored faces, lowered their heads and did not say a word, and some were shouting out for injustice. The people held the porridge bowls and looked at the scene with anxiety. "I'm going to be killed!" Some were excited, others couldn't bear to close their eyes, and some women covered their children's eyes. At this time, Zhao Xingde took the Tuntian official, who had just completed the last lesson, to the high platform in the middle of the school field, looked at those who were tied to the ground, sighed, and nodded to Luo Xianshi next to him.

"Pretending to be a place of origin, even if he is not a thief and a spy, he has ill intentions." Luo Xian stood on the wooden platform of the school with his chest and belly protruding, his voice was very loud, and the more than 40,000 people around him could hear it clearly, he glanced at the people who were tied to the ground, and his face sank, "According to the military law of the commander, you should be beheaded to show the public!" Luo Xianyi waved his hand and shouted, "Cut!" ”

When the swords and axes heard the order, they waved their knives down. The shouting of grievances stopped abruptly, and more than 30 pillars of blood rose into the sky, and the entire execution ground was covered with bloodstains. During the displacement, the people witnessed many tragic events, but their eyes were still wide open in horror, and the scene of such a killing was unforgettable for many people.

"Everyone," Zhao Xingde sighed, turned back to the officials, "remember, you must be kind to the people, otherwise, you will be the one who will be beheaded." ”