February 25, the fifteenth year of Chongzhen, is an ordinary day that is not a festival or a celebration.

Before the hour, the ancient street of Langzhong, which had been frozen overnight, came to life.

The manure collection trucks and firewood trucks that come every morning appear on time at the entrances of various streets and alleys. Before the cart puller shouted, adults and children had already rushed forward with large buckets and baskets. Dumped the dirty things and carried the firewood home.

More people who got up early moved the doors of their shops, spread out all kinds of stalls for eating breakfast, and began to run for the day's livelihood. Recently, a large number of officials and soldiers have gathered in this war-torn city, which has made the catering business in the city, which has been depressed for many years, very good.

The people knew that such prosperity was only temporary. For the prince and his army would always leave and go farther away to fight the tyrants and thieves. So they have to take advantage of this fleeting opportunity to earn more silver.

Compared with the laziness in the city, the dock outside Jinping Gate woke up earlier.

As soon as the day dawned, ships from the north and south began to sail from the shore to bring travelers and goods to where the lord's family wanted to go. But the most lively thing is not the wharf outside Jinping Gate, but a small high ground on the bank of the river east of Jinping Gate. There was a bonfire all night long. The people have said that the prince used his all-powerful golden finger to tap there, and a tall bridge would be erected there, crossing the Jialing River and opening up the moat between the north and south banks.

On the upper floor of Jinping Gate, Liu Zhibo looked into the distance with his hands behind his back, staring at the red sun rising in the east.

Without saying a word, he untied the half-worn cloak under his neck, handed it to the tattered old Xiao Tou behind him, turned his head to look at Ge Qizuo on the patrol road, and couldn't help but feel a sadness that life was too short in his heart.

Ge Qizuo has only been out of office for more than two years, and his bookish anger is still very strong. is just in his early forties, and he is a second-class jinshi, which is a promising time. But the skinny body has already indicated that he can't go far.

"Master Ge, have you thought about it? As soon as this letter enters the Beijing Division, if the emperor is angry, you and I will become rebels who will leave a name in history! ”

When Ge Qizuo heard this, he was about to speak, but several violent coughs came out of his chest. When it calmed down a little, Ge Qizuo, whose face was flushed, put his hand on the city wall, and his rickety body owed slightly, which could be regarded as an apology to Liu Zhibo, the official.

"Lord Liu, I can't hide it, as early as the first month of the month, when the rebels besieged the government office, the lower officials had already decided. It's just that at that time, the people of the city were worried, and the lower officials had to endure humiliation and rebellion.

Later, the Protector Army entered the city, and the people in the city were safe, and the lower officials left a letter, so they wanted to become benevolent and righteous, but they were dissuaded by several generals of the Protector Army, saying that it was not too late to judge themselves after seeing the prince.

I remember that when the prince entered the city, he beckoned the officials to meet him in the car. Xia Guan Si was bent on death, but when he saw that the son of the world was at the age of a young chong and holding on to his sick body, he was running around the battlefield for thousands of miles, fighting east and west, and everything he did was to save the difficult and help the suffering, and he was invincible, and he was ashamed of himself!

The prince even quoted Taishi Gongyan to blame the officials:

People are inherently dead, or heavier than Mount Tai, or lighter than the feathers, and they tend to be different! Your death is also of no benefit to current affairs, if it is not as good as a feather?

The prince of the world scolded Dun Dun, and the lower officials suddenly woke up!

Now that Xia Guan is sick and sick, time is running out, what do you want? not treasures of gold and silver, but heirlooms; It is not to leave a name in history, but to deceive the world and steal the name. Xia Guan only wants to do something worthy of the parents of heaven and earth, and worthy of the people of the world! Even if you see your ancestors underground, you have a clear conscience!

Xia Guan thought that this time, the prince of Shu led the important ministers of Shu to reform the old and the new, and clean up the accumulated defects, and he would be able to reap the miraculous effect of rebuilding the mountains and rivers and rebuilding the society.

The lower officials are courtiers, and the long-cherished wish of peace is also. It is not a matter of raising hands to sign the name. However, this move can make the lower officials perish but the spirit is there, and the body is dead but the soul remains! Even if the Son of Heaven is angry in the future, it will only be a ride to send the Beijing Division.

The lower officer has already prepared the coffin. As soon as the holy decree arrived, Xia Guan jumped down from this Jinping door! Blood spattered five steps, to die to admonish the king, thinking that the princes of the court and the central government are awake! ”

Looking at the continuous flushing on Ge Qizuo's face due to emotion, Liu Zhibo bowed deeply:

"Lord Ge's ambition is as strong as steel, and Liu is ashamed!"

……

On the north side of the Saw Dragon Pass, on the slope facing the Jialing River to the west, a large flat dam has begun to take shape in a short period of time.

In the morning light, more than 300 local rioters from the day before yesterday were arrogantly carrying more than 1,000 local rioters from yesterday working with all kinds of rudimentary civil engineering tools.

On a dirt-stained stone mill at the edge of the field, two men sit. One is a short old man who is not old and decrepit, and the other is a tall young man with a handsome face. But the young man had thick rusted iron shackles on his hands and feet, and a fist-sized iron ball hung from the shackles.

It turned out that this young man was the Chaotian Star King Guangxing who was captured in the Golden Purple Temple. Wang Gao pretended to be a Taoist priest, and Wang Guangxing pretended to be a cook. Li Cunliang used a trick in the cultural test to find out Wang Gao first. Wang Guangxing knew that the matter was exposed, and he knew that the Taoist had poisoned his subordinates, so he took the initiative to turn himself in.

"You know, yesterday the brothers were dragged to the river and cut down! Zhang Jimeng, the prefect of Baoning, had a rotten life, and spent 379 lives to accompany the funeral! Liu Weiming looked into the distance and sighed slowly, "It is said that a pagoda will be built on the tomb of the human head, called 'Shizhen Hell, Never Beyond Life'!" ”

"Win or lose! Lost, there is nothing to say! The young man squinted at Liu Weiming with disdain, and spat a mouthful of white spit on the ground, "Even if the town is on the eighteenth floor underground, you won't be a good man in thirty years, and you won't need to feed pigs to others!" ”

Wang Guangxing was clearly unconvinced, and Liu Weiming immediately scolded.

"You little boy, you know a fart! I only knew that I was brave enough to win and fight, and I lost all my subordinates, and I also fell a seven-and-a-half-pound cannon! Do you know what that little prince thinks of you? ”

Wang Guangxing didn't speak, still stubbornly holding his chin high.

"Well-developed limbs and simple mind. If you are sold and help you count the money, you are stupider than a pig! ”

"You ......"

"What are you?" Liu Weiming's cloudy old eyes shot a fierce light arrow, forcing Wang Guangxing's unruly gaze back.

"Yes, Lao Tzu has fallen! But Lao Tzu descended to the true dragon son of heaven! Compared with Zhang Xianzhong, Scorpion Block, Zhang Miaoshou and the like, Lao Tzu does not lose at all! The brothers followed Lao Tzu, none of them died, all of them were alive and well. With these two points, Lao Tzu can be at ease! Your eldest brother Wang Guangen and your third brother Wang Chang have also been demoted to the government? You say, your Wang family has demoted a sesame official, do you think you are a loss? ”

"No matter how much we lose, we still have more than 10,000 soldiers and horses! It's better than you swineherd! The stubborn Wang Guangxing finally found a reason to fight back.

"Idiot! Do you think the court will still trust us thieves? There are no soldiers in Yunyang Mansion, so I deceived your brothers to continue to work for the imperial court! Your three brothers were defeated by more than 1,000 remnants, without food or drink, and it was difficult to defend a Yunyang Mansion City, and there were more than 10,000 fucking bullshit! When the thousand people are gone, you three brothers will hug and cry!

Tell you Wang Guangxing, don't have the crooked idea of stepping on two boats! Li Zicheng is not the general of the year! Look at it, Liu Guoneng and Li Wanqing, which one is not a brother who came out of the same country and fought together back then? What was the result, they were all killed by Li Zicheng......"

Zhang Xianzhong is rampant and domineering, Li Zicheng is ruthless, Wang Guangxing knows, and the old brothers in Shaanxi know it. But in his head, it is still at the level of whether someone is righteous or not. He didn't understand that the only law in the ranks of the rebels was that there was no law. It's a jungle world, and the strong take all.

“…… Lao Tzu is here, a swineherd, a swineherd who has meat, wine and drinks and lives a fairy life! To tell you the truth, I'm not afraid to tell you, Lao Tzu is a swineherd, but Lao Tzu, the swineherd, is the biggest swineherd in the world! Liu Weiming is especially complacent.

"Blow you! What a swineherd has to be! Wang Guangxing twisted his head disdainfully.

"You don't believe me?"

Liu Weiming was anxious, and dragged Wang Guangxing off the stone mill to take him to check on the spot. But Liu Weiming forgot that Wang Guangxing still had iron shackles and cannons tied to his feet. This drag almost dragged Wang Guangxing to a.

When Wang Guangxing sat back on the stone mill, Liu Weiming pointed to the flat dam and told him how many pig houses, several breeding farms, and several manure tanks should be built, how much pigweed should be planted, how to disinfect and ventilate, how to raise earthworms with pig feces, and develop a pollution-free circular economy; How to breed high-quality pigs and reduce the consumption of catties of meat and grain.

Liu Weiming poured out the knowledge of poverty alleviation and poverty alleviation that he learned from Zhu Pingjin, and his mouth was dry. Half an hour passed, and Wang Guangxing finally gave him a little face:

"Brother Liu, they are all rebel brothers, you know how to report a plate! Your little son asked you to persuade you to surrender, what kind of official did you give me? Tell your brother, if you want to persuade me, you have to have a way of persuasion! Does Corporal Lixian understand? There's a fucking cannon tied to the iron shackles! ”

"Persuasion?" Liu Weiming was surprised, "Who said that the prince of the world wants to persuade you to surrender?" ”

"Not persuasion?" Wang Guangxing was even more surprised, "Then what are you doing with your brother to the pig farm?" ”

"Labor reform! These are the words of the Son of the World when he summoned me. The prince said, for your brother's sake of serving the court, spare you from dying. Otherwise, your head will be like Wang Gao, and it will be transmitted to the capital county yesterday! ”

Wang Guangxing was a little weak-hearted: "He didn't stare at my brother?" He didn't stare at Yunyang Mansion? ”

Liu Weiming scratched his scalp.

"Shizi asked me to bring a letter to your brother. He said that he would not kill you for the time being, but you have sinned deeply, and the people are very angry, and they must be reformed through labor. He asked your brother to persuade you, let you cooperate with the transformation, change the bad virtues on your body, and become a human being.

It stands to reason that the prince asked me to bring a letter to your brother, which was staring at Yunyang Mansion; But what else is there in Yunyang Mansion? No one has no money and no food, just a dead land! Li Zicheng hit Nanyang Mansion, didn't even look at Yunyang Mansion, turned his head and ran to open the seal. Li Zicheng doesn't want it, the son of the world is such a smart person, why is he staring at it? ”

"What does the labor reform of the son of the world mean?" Wang Guangxing blurted out. A sense of arrogance of a man from northern Shaanxi re-stirred in his body, reminding him of a sentence, that is called "Rather bend than bend"!

"Hey, it's simple, labor reform is work!" Liu Weiming smiled lightly, "What kind of work can a pig farm have?" It's nothing more than sweeping pig! Pig! Mix pig! ”