Chapter 6 What is the way forward?
After cleaning up the Qing soldiers and traitors of the county government, it was getting late, and looking from the broken city wall, the crimson sun had already set.
The county government was brightly lit, everyone was crowded together, and torches were lit all around.
"Ahem, everyone is tired for a day, so let's go down and eat first." The city's goods were plundered, but there was still food left. The people of Jiading were rich, and Li Chengdong loaded 300 ships with gold and silver treasures alone, so naturally he didn't have time to transport grain. The villagers who had been hungry for a few days built a fire and boiled porridge to satisfy their hunger. And the people of the city came to smell the smell, and they all took bowls of porridge. At this time, Jiading City, unprecedented unity, the small grievances of the past have long since disappeared, and the rest of their lives after the catastrophe are closer than their relatives. Just because, they all have no relatives anymore.
Hou Xuanyan covered his mouth and nose with a piece of cloth, and he had no appetite at all. The surviving people in Jiading City came out of hiding places one after another, and they were all consciously burning the corpses of their fellow villagers. The smoke was thick and there was a strange smell throughout the city.
Yang Shu held a wooden box in his hand, carefully guarded it, and squeezed in through the crowd.
"Big young master, the master's head has been retrieved."
Hou Xuanyan nodded heavily, took the wooden box, and held it in his arms.
The Han people pay attention to entering the soil for peace, but today's Jiading no longer has this condition. This dilapidated small city is impossible to hold, if it is buried in the homeland, Li Chengdong will fight back in the future, and he will inevitably take out his anger on his family's tomb.
Hou Xuanyan stood up, and just wanted to take Yang Shu to the bamboo forest in the back mountain and bury Daddy's head in the place where the ashes were sprinkled. I felt that the placket was being dragged by someone, and when I looked back, it was Gong Laosan.
"Nephew, come to the backyard to talk."
Hou Xuan instructed Yang Shu to wait for him, and followed Gong Laosan to a secluded place.
"Third Uncle Gong, have you already buried your two uncles?"
Gong Laosan smiled miserably and said: When the city was broken, my two brothers had already committed suicide and died by throwing themselves into the river. Now there are thousands of corpses floating in the river, and I don't know where they have gone. My family was old and young, and there was no one alive, but fortunately, a fire burned the yard and it was clean. ”
Hou Xuanyan's expression moved, and he asked tentatively: "Third uncle, you burned down the Gong Mansion, could it be that you had the idea of moving your family?" ”
Gong Laosan glanced at him and said unhurriedly: "You kid don't pretend garlic here, they don't know, I don't believe you can't see it." This place is not a place to stay for long, and a hundred lives are not enough to die if you stay here. ”
After a slight pause, Gong Laosan brushed the dust on the ground with his toes, and smiled bitterly: "The whole yard is full of dead bodies, and my old bones really don't have the strength to bury them." Let's find someone to help, how many are alive without mourning? Speaking of this, the crying could no longer be concealed, and the resentment was suppressed by him before, like a torrent bursting the embankment, which could no longer be controlled.
"That's my family!"
This terrible scream made Hou Xuanyan feel a chill rushing straight to his head, what a desperate person it must be to make such a sound. The whole of Jiading, which is full of smoke, is full of people who have lost their homes tonight. Although Gong Zifang's cry was terrible, such voices in the city came and went, but they did not attract attention.
Gong Laosan cried for a while, and finally forcibly stopped his tears, held Hou Xuanyan with both hands, and said hurriedly: "Nephew, we are all unworthy country husbands, counting on us to take revenge, there is no chance in this life." You are different, your performance on this day is in the eyes of the third uncle, this blood feud of 20,000 lives in Jiading City, I can only count on you! ”
"Third uncle, don't worry, I just gave up this life, and I want to give you an explanation. Third uncle, you are a rare person who understands, I will tell you the truth, I am ready to take everyone out of here early tomorrow morning. ”
Gong Laosan had expected it a long time ago, and he didn't have a surprised expression, but asked with a solemn expression: "Have you thought about where you want to go?" ”
Hou Xuanyan rubbed his palms, secretly thinking about the history he knew, and said: "Little nephew heard that in Fuzhou, His Royal Highness the Tang King has been enthroned as emperor. I plan to take my fellow villagers south and defect to the Tang King. ”
"Oh? Is there such a thing? Gong Laosan looked surprised, he knew that in Shaoxing, not far from Jiading, Zhu Yihai, the king of Lu, had succeeded to the throne as emperor, if Hou Xuan's speech was true, then Daming would not have two emperors in the south of the Yangtze River. As the saying goes, there are no two days in the sky, and there are no two masters in the country, which is not a trivial matter.
"King Lu has ascended the throne in Shaoxing, and it won't take long for us to go forward before we reach the boundary of Shaoxing. Why did the nephew go to the Tang king? Even if Hou Xuan's speech was true, Gong Laosan still felt that it was more convenient to defect to King Lu.
Hou Xuanyan snorted coldly, his heart Dao King Lu's name is not right, except for Jiangsu and Zhejiang, the other territories controlled by the Ming Dynasty only recognize the Tang King. Moreover, the Tang Dynasty is also Emperor Longwu, which is a rare alternative in the Southern Ming Dynasty. He is not lustful, not good for money, and wants to recover the Ming Dynasty with enthusiasm. When the Qing soldiers hit the city of Beijing, he wrote to the king of Qin. was reprimanded and rejected by Emperor Chongzhen for a while, and put aside the prince for a long time, he was already honest.
However, the king of Tang was not biased, he ignored the national rule of "the vassal king is not in charge of the army", recruited troops and bought horses, and led thousands of troops from Nanyang to the north to Qinwang. Traveling to Yuzhou, the governor Yang Shenwu played, Emperor Chongzhen ordered him to return, after Zhu Yujian did not meet the Qing army, but met with Li Zicheng's men and horses halfway, fought a few battles, won and lost each other, and the class returned to Nanyang.
This annoyed Chongzhen and deposed him as a concubine, and even the title of King Tang was inherited by his younger brother.
And King Lu is different, he is the standard Ming vassal king, short-sighted and greedy for enjoyment. Under the noses of the Qing soldiers, there is still time to spend all day drinking, following such a leader, I don't know which life can take revenge?
With a laugh, Hou Xuanyan said: "King Lu is incompetent, he is not the master of Zhongxing, and if he wants to take revenge, he has to go to the account of King Tang." ”
Gong Laosan sighed and said, "Since the nephew has made up his mind, I, an old bone, will follow you to Fuzhou." If we kill the people left by Li Chengdong, he will definitely not be good at resting, for fear that some of the people will be difficult to leave their homeland, and they will definitely be harmed by Li Chengdong if they stay here. ”
Hou Xuanyan was stunned when he heard this, and immediately agreed, otherwise he would not have been slaughtered three times in history. The Han people attach the most importance to the local complex, and they often prefer to die rather than move away from their hometown, but if they stay here, they will not have good fruits to eat.
No, they must all be taken away, and the tragedy must not be repeated again!