Gao Yingxiang's subordinates with a small flag on their backs, shuttled back and forth to the villages and towns within a radius of ten miles from Zhao's fort, the galloping of war horses, on the dry and cracked earth, brought up billowing dust and smoke, those men who were wrapped in yellow by loess, constantly pulling their voices, and announcing a shocking good news to all the streets and towns along the way - the king of Dachuang robbed the rich and helped the poor, the king of Dachuang is scheduled to open a warehouse early tomorrow morning to release grain, to help the people, the old and weak women and children each have a bucket, and the strong men have a stone each, and the grain is only available at sunset tomorrow, and it will not wait for expiration.

This news was like a thunderbolt, exploding in this small area of Yichuan, making all the people who had no way to live, as well as the withered homeless people on the side of the road, all struggled to get up, looking at the messenger rolling away, and gave birth to the hope of life.

The Great Breaker? Break into the king? It seems to be the same, everyone has heard of King Chuang, not only have they heard of it, it is simply thunderous, that is, the king of heaven who is quietly worshiped by every people, everyone originally had the intention to go to it, especially those homeless people, with a breath, but insist on not dying, that is, I hope to be able to go to the base of King Chuang, as long as I get there, as long as there is still a breath, King Lu Shi will do everything possible to rescue, and will give food to the land, especially, the rent of the land is still pitiful, that is the Buddha of ten thousand families, that is the hope of living.

But some homeless people don't know how many people can only starve to death in the ditch with hope, I don't know how many parents, because they want their children to persevere to that heaven, cut their flesh into children, and finally shed the last drop of blood, I don't know how many such tragedies are constantly being staged.

This time, he actually got the news of King Chuang, and he greeted him here, and sympathized with the people to open a warehouse and release grain, what kind of grace is this, King Chuang? Break into the king? Is there any difference? Probably not.

"Mother, mother, there is salvation, we are saved." When Li Chunhou rushed open the door and told his wife the good news, he saw the most desperate scene for him, his wife, with her mouth open and shriveled open, and her mouth was stuffed with cracked Guanyin soil.

Li Chunhou was shocked, Guanyin soil, delicate and sweet, people mistakenly thought that this was a life-saving food given by God to the people, but Li Chunhou saw a lot, as long as he eats it, everyone will no longer feel hungry, but he will soon die of swelling, that kind of death is not as good as starving to death, as a broken showman, he still understands this.

didn't want to do anything, immediately pounced, hugged the old lady, and quickly dug up the Guanyin soil in the old lady's mouth, but I didn't dare to let the old lady suffer this crime, which would trap myself and the place of unfilial piety.

The old lady was fiddled with by her son for a while, and finally took a breath, drank a sip of cold water, and asked with her godless eyes: "Son, at this time, what else can we save?" You are writing for Master Zhang in the town, and you have lost your job this month, where is there still a way to live for us? He cried and wept, and although his cry was sad, there were no tears.

The days are difficult to the point of relying on eating Guanyin soil to survive, not long ago, in order to fill his stomach and go out to find a job, my father ate too much Guanyin soil, and burst his stomach in the city of people waiting for life.

At that time, Li Chunhou remembered the most unforgettable teachings, in the book of sages, there is also a saying that filial piety comes first, starving to death of his father, that is the most unfilial sin, in order to let his father and mother live, now, let Li Chunhou do whatever he wants.

"Mother, this time it's really saved, listen, listen, what's shouting outside?"

The old lady was already hungry and dizzy, and she didn't have any strength, but when her son said it, she was beaten up and barely struggled to listen outside.

Outside, the streets and alleys that were originally as dead and silent as ghosts, at this time, were already noisy, the footsteps on the street were so chaotic that they couldn't hear a little number, they were simply connected, and the neighbors were even louder, and all the people cheered together, "King Dachuang has laid down the Zhaojia Fort, and tomorrow at dawn will open a warehouse for relief, rob the rich and help the poor, everyone go quickly, don't go late, there is no food." ”

This is indeed good news, great news, King Chuang, the reincarnation of the Heavenly King, really came to this suffering realm with the Heavenly Soldiers and Heavenly Generals, and he really opened a warehouse for relief.

When the old lady heard this, she burst into tears, opened her dry arms, hugged her son in front of her tightly, and kept muttering.

But suddenly remembered his son's original firmness, pushed his son away, and said firmly: "If the old lady doesn't go, I can't pollute my son's ambition and compromise with the thief for my own bad life." ”

Li Chunhou heard this, couldn't help crying, what a good mother, but now at this time, loyalty is to fill the stomach and not let relatives starve to death as the premise, if he is single, he will definitely choose to be loyal to the thief, but there is a father starving to death in the front, and there is an old lady who is about to starve to death in the back, that loyalty in front of filial piety, can only be put first, the so-called loyalty and filial piety can not be both, the high emperor does not need his own allegiance for the time being, at the same time, the biggest thing is that he is not loyal to him at all, since this is the case, Then you should look at the present first. Especially with the idea of genius on the street corner, I gave myself an excuse to get relief.

No, you can't be a thief now, because, if you take the thief's help, then you will have food to eat, so what kind of thief is there? The great right and wrong are unshakable.

As for why the thieves received the rice and grain, Li Chunhou also thought about it, it was the gentry's family, not his thief's belongings, I just turned a corner to receive the gentry's food.

So, don't wait for the old lady to blame herself for apostasy, stand up and look for pockets all over the house, one is definitely not enough, there must be two, because, he is forty years old, at this time he is still young and strong, that is a stone of food, the old lady belongs to women and children, there is also a bucket, a stone and a bucket of food, as long as you save a little food, mix more wild vegetables, then you can let your mother and two stick to the autumn harvest, as for what the autumn harvest is, that is later, the most poor, the county has to pay taxes on grain and grass, then it should also send a little bit of money and grain for the court monks.

Of course, this latter idea could not be told to the mother, or she would refuse to go.

The old lady was also moved by his approach, especially in the heart of the old lady, the sixty years of experience, I also know that there is no hope for the imperial court, I wish that my son could vote for the king like a living Bodhisattva, with the ability to read and break, there should be no problem in eating and drinking.

So, Li Chunhou carried a cloth bag in his hand, picked up his mother, and rushed to the street, regardless of the hoarse but helpless Li Zheng's obstruction, and ran to Zhaojiabao with the rolling flow of people.

However, things were not as optimistic as he imagined, when everyone gathered in Zhaojiabao, after drinking a bowl of gruel with clear soup and little water, in the prescribed time, there was a rumbling of footsteps outside the fort, and countless men with fierce faces blocked the two gates of Zhaojiabao, blocking tens of thousands of people waiting for grain in the city.

Just when everyone was in a commotion, a majestic man in his forties appeared at the head of the city.

The man stood at the head of the city, facing tens of thousands of people, and shouted: "I, Gao Yingxiang, the king of Da Chuang, welcome all brothers and people to join our Chuangzi camp, kill the official army with us, destroy the official mansion, and overthrow this dim dynasty surnamed Zhu." ”

No, this is really not right, the King Chuang in everyone's ears is not so deceitful and coercive to the people, the King Chuang in everyone's hearts is a chic and humble young man, and he is not called Gao Yingxiang, but should be called Lu Shi, as for Lu Si or anything, it doesn't matter if he is the King of Chuang at all, by the way, they have always claimed that they are the King of Chuang and not the King of Chuang , but the difference between the words is a world of difference.

Li Chunhou wanted to stand up at that time and reason with the person who pretended to be the king, whether you are a thief or not, but it is not right to pretend to be someone else.

But before Li Chunhou could come out of the crowd, in the crowd standing near the periphery, a blunt person raised his hand and shouted: "You are not the king, you are a liar-" But before the words fell, there was a miserable scream, and the people retreated away with a coax.

When Li Chunhou stretched his neck to look, the dozens of righteous and upspoken people were already in different places, and the blood donation had stained the ground under them red, as well as the fierce and vicious pole and big knife.

At that time, Li Chunhou felt a cool breeze on the back of her neck, so she quickly shrunk up, and her upper and lower teeth were mixed together. So, on this sweltering morning, the upper and lower teeth stirred together.

"Who else blames me?" The so-called King Gao Yingxiang, who was standing high on the hole in the city gate, asked plainly.

Without waiting for everyone to answer, Gao Yingxiang said loudly again: "Now, give you two choices, either don't join the rebel army, that is, the government will sit on the detective and kill without mercy, or follow me to fight in this troubled era, we will kill the officials and rebel together, and earn a prince and general, saying, how do you choose?" ”

Xiaomin is innocent, Xiaomin has no right to choose, in the face of bloody butcher knives, including Li Chunhou, who dislikes the life chief to make his own choice? No one will rebel again,

Gao Yingxiang observed coldly for a long time, he gave everyone the right to choose, and he hoped that everyone would be willing to rebel with him.

Now, he got the answer, he won the hearts of the people, that dynasty was spurned by the people, and this is also the result he got when he gave the people a chance.

Looking at the tens of thousands of new troops under the black pressure, men accounted for more than half, and the complacent Gao Yingxiang announced loudly: "I know that everyone's heart is towards the righteous army, then, now, I declare that I accept you to join, and now you, all of them are already a brother of my Gao Yingxiang Chuang Zi Battalion, now." He took a deep breath and announced loudly: "Each person will distribute five steamed buns, and then rest for a day, line up in line, and tomorrow at dawn, we will go to the bank of the Yellow River, kill to Shanxi, and achieve all our achievements." ”

With his shouting, a bunch of poles with knives and guns in their hands, holding knives and guns high, shouted with Gao Yingxiang, but this group of newly attached people were silent one by one, no wonder, everyone was very hungry, and they didn't even have the strength to cheer, so what are you waiting for, let's make steamed buns.

So, a group of men entered the crowd with a basket of steamed buns, and after Li Chunhou's mother and son got the steamed buns he deserved, they were stuffed with a wooden stick with branches that had not been cut clean in their hands at the same time, which was his weapon.

Eating steamed buns, Li Chunhou thought: "Escape, no matter what, I must escape, I must not be a thief." ”