In the eighth year of Chongzhen, in the early morning of the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, heavy snow was filled!

On a white snow, a team of more than 20,000 people was marching on the snow. In front of them, a lush pine and cypress tree appeared, and there was no end in sight. In the heavy snow, the green leaves are still visible, the heavy snow bends the branches, the pine branches are proud, the white trees are solemn, these pines and cypresses are evergreen all year round, and they do not fade through the harsh winter, as if they are a stubborn person, struggling in the heavy snow.

"After the cypress forest in front of you, it's Fengyang." Pan Duao shouted, looking ahead.

Sun Kewang looked at the hundreds of thousands of pine and cypress trees, very strange, because these trees did not match the surrounding environment, very abrupt, and asked: "Why are there so many pine and cypress trees here?" ”

Pan Duao replied: "This is the intention of their Zhu family, wanting to protect their Zhu family's world, which will last forever and forever." ”

Zhang Xianzhong, the eight kings in the center of the team, had deep eyes, his eyes were full of perseverance of resistance and unwillingness to give in, and the corners of his mouth curved a trace of arc, making a contemptuous mockery.

"Just rely on this to sit firmly in the world? Their Zhu family is too ridiculous! Sun Kewang knew the reason, and couldn't help but laugh, next to him and behind him, the King of Sweeping, the King of Taiping and the other small leaders of the peasant army all laughed along, those who despised it, those who ridiculed it, those who abused it, they laughed at this cypress forest, despised this city without a city, and insulted the stupidity of those Zhu families! In their opinion, the imperial capital in front of them is already in their pockets, and it is within reach.

Zhang Xianzhong looked at those pine and cypress trees, and suddenly said angrily. "Hmph, grandma's, plant a few trees...... Plant a few broken trees, and you want to sit in the world for 10,000 years? When I go back, find someone to cut down all these trees for me! I Zhang Xianzhong didn't believe anything, just believed in the war horse under his crotch and the knife and axe in his hand! ”

After the rebels passed through Songbin, Fengyang City appeared in front of the eyes of the Eight Great Kings and others. This is the central capital Fengyang, the so-called imperial township, the birthplace of the Zhu family!

Fengyang is a metropolis without city walls, it is very prosperous here, there are many rich families, many old mansions of the founding generals are also here, and there is Huangjue Temple where Zhu Yuanzhang became a monk, which was later renamed Longxing Temple.

"Legend has it that when Zhu Yuanzhang was born, the sky was lightning and thunder, and the scholars were all engaged in these mysterious things to fool these illiterate people, military advisors, do you say this legend is true or false?" Zhang Xianzhong asked.

Pan Duao replied with a smile: "Hehe, maybe there is, I don't know." ”

"Grandma's, I'm the eighth king, I don't believe him, what is different about Zhu Yuanzhang and me?" Zhang Xianzhong looked at Fengyang City in front of him and said indignantly.

"This Zhu Yuanzhang is indeed a powerful character, from a poor child who sold himself for a straw mat wrapped in a corpse, to the last lord of the world, I have to admit that he is a powerful character." It was Li Dingguo who spoke, and his reverence for Zhu Yuanzhang in his heart was overflowing, which made Zhang Xianzhong flash a trace of unhappiness in his heart, but he quickly returned to calm.

"Ning Yu'er is right, but today, no matter how powerful he Zhu Yuanzhang is, he can't stop us, the King of Sweeping, the King of Taiping, let's rush down together and wash Fengyang in blood!" After Zhang Xianzhong finished speaking, he rushed out first.

Seeing that the Eight Kings Zhang Xianzhong had already rushed, the Sweeping King, the Taiping King and other rebels also followed.

When the rebels arrived at the Drum Tower, the Ming officers and soldiers were still in the dark. It wasn't until the peasant army appeared in front of them that they were frightened. Fengyang stayed behind and Zhu Guoxiang led his troops to meet the battle, but was killed by Sun Kewang's army. More than 4,000 defenders of the Imperial Tomb were annihilated. The remaining 1,500 people knelt on the ground, calling out for Chitose and begging for mercy. Fengyang prefect Yan Rongxuan, seeing that the momentum was not good, changed into prison clothes and hid in prison, but he was still found out.

After half a day's effort, Fengyang, the central capital, fell!

Zhang Xianzhong, sitting in the lobby, interrogated the Fengyang prefect like a prisoner, and finally killed him with a cane. The local squires in Fengyang, the screams and cries shook the sky, but the local poor people were like a grand festival, looking at those big families who were powerful and blessed on weekdays were robbed by the peasant army, and their lives could not be guaranteed, and the poor Baixin naturally felt that they had received rare preferential treatment and "respect", and they welcomed Zhang Xianzhong and others very much.

After the fire destroyed the Huangling Xiangdian and Longxing Temple, Zhang Xianzhong's next goal was to dig ancient tombs. He ordered Sun Kewang to take some people everywhere to raid the house to "help pay", and ordered Liu Wenxiu and Ai Nengqi to dig the ancestral grave of the Zhu family.

"There must be a lot of treasures in this Zhu family's ancestral tomb!" Zhang Xianzhong is looking forward to it.

Soon, the two of them organized a lot of peasants to go to the mausoleum and began to dig with hoes and shovels and other tools. At this moment, the sky suddenly roared with fierce winds, black clouds fell into the sky, lightning and thunder, and everyone was surprised and even frightened.

The next scene directly frightened everyone, a thunderbolt with a fireball, with a loud noise, turned the few people who were digging graves with tools into a fire and burned, watching the few struggling fires slowly stop moving, and finally someone shouted.

"Oh no, no, the royal ancestral tomb has appeared, let's run." At this time, many people unconsciously thought about it, thinking that they had alarmed the dead and angered Zhu Yuanzhang, and if they continued like this, what kind of punishment would they receive, the few people who were burned alive were in front of them, miserable and shocking. When one or two people started to run, the others also ran, and after a while, these people who had sworn to dig the ancestral grave of the Zhu family were so frightened that they ran towards the center of Fengyang City.

Sun Kewang is still leading people to collect the money and grain of those gentlemen and landlords everywhere. He had a complete and thorough revolutionary spirit, striking at the landlords and the powerful, giving a small part to the poor people in order to gain the support of the local people, while most of the others would be used as the military salary of the rebels to maintain Zhang Xianzhong's armament. It is precisely for this reason that Zhang Xianzhong's troops are becoming stronger and stronger, and they are quite popular with the grassroots peasants.

"King, something strange happened when we were digging the ancient tomb just now, several of my brothers were punished by the thunder and burned alive, the people said that they touched the ancestor of the Zhu family, committed the wrath of the heavens, and the ancestor of the Zhu family appeared." Ainengqi ran over and said with a panicked expression, his chest rising and falling violently, and his face turned pale.

Zhang Xianzhong glanced at Ainengqi, looked at Ainengqi's frightened and overwhelmed appearance, which formed a huge contrast with the calm when he killed people on weekdays, and said hatefully: "What bullshit manifests, I see that you are delirious, don't talk nonsense, disturb the morale of the army, be careful that I punish you heavily!" ”

At this time, Ai Nengqi was indeed very flustered and frightened, he had never been so afraid, even in the face of those fierce officers and soldiers, he had never been so afraid, because those were just people, but now God was punishing them, and he was still very afraid of the gods.

"The king, now this matter is crazy, the local people are kneeling outside the mausoleum at this time and keep kowtowing, for fear that God will offend them, the tomb guards who surrendered before have also rebelled, and the second child is leading people to suppress it, and now it is very chaotic outside!" Ai Nengqi said worriedly.

Zhang Xianzhong never thought that this Zhu Yuanzhang had been dead for more than 200 years, and there was still such a great deterrent, he rushed out of the yamen with his own soldiers, and was seeing the chaos outside, at this time Sun Kewang also rushed to hear the wind.

"Eight kings, what should we do, it's not okay to go on like this, if these ordinary people follow those officers and soldiers against us, then we won't be able to stay here!" Sun Kewang said worriedly.

Zhang Xianzhong looked at the people who were kneeling down devoutly, his heart was churning with anger, and he suddenly drew his sword to the sky and shouted: "All things and people are born in nature, and people have nothing and the sky, kill!" "Seven killing words in a row, every word is resolute, every word is fierce!

"Kill!" Ai Nengqi and Sun Kewang were shocked at first, and then they coincidentally took the headquarters to kill them.

Zhang Xianzhong gave an order, and there was no living mouth in the imperial capital Fengyang, corpses were everywhere, and blood flowed like a river!

In Yongcheng, Henan, a small old man who is short and similar to a child is telling fortunes, chattering with gods, and there is a "little half-immortal" linen hexagram next to him.

"The so-called belief is there, and if you don't believe it, there is none, but whether you believe it or not, the way of heaven is difficult, Shu Han Liu Bei, the preparer, and the Gu also. After the Lord is Zen, what does Zen mean? Zen let, grant, that Shu Han rivers and mountains are naturally not guaranteed, to give to others! ”

The two or three people around him kept nodding their heads while listening, and they all felt very reasonable, and the more they listened, the more it was like that!

The little old man said again: "Cao, Zhongye, Wei, Da Ye." The crowd is big, the world will also, the world you say that Cao Wei can belong to who can? ”

"Yes, yes, what the half-fairy said is right, what he said is right!" Everyone nodded desperately.

One of them suddenly asked, "Half Immortal, what do you think my grandson should be named?" ”

"What's this?" The little old man touched his little chin, squinted his little eyes, shook his little head, and kept touching the copper coins with two fingers on one hand.

The man immediately had an epiphany and said with a smile: "Oh, look at me, I won't be in trouble, hehe, Banxian'er just need to help my precious grandson choose a good name, and thank you for it!" As he spoke, he took out a penalty.

When the money arrived, the little old man's eyes immediately opened, and he said with a radiant light, and his eyebrows fluttered: "It's easy to say, I will definitely take a name that will ensure the health of your grandson Fulu and live a long life......

At this moment, the sky suddenly exploded out of thin air, the little old man was frightened, the silver ingot fell to the ground, he raised his eyes, the thumb of his right hand ran back and forth on the other fingers, two reincarnations, suddenly opened his eyes and said: "The evil star is born, the south!" ”