Li Xiucheng also came, of course he didn't come to eat, starved to death others, couldn't starve him, he heard that Zhu Jinglun's porridge was about to mutiny the soldiers, he came to suppress it. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"You see, the people in your city are so hungry that they haven't seen a grain of rice for days. If this doesn't work, I'll lend you 5,000 loads of grain first, don't make a mess. ”

After Li Xiucheng led the troops to surround the cauldron of boiling porridge and disperse the hungry soldiers one by one, Zhu Jinglun sighed with some fear.

Li Xiucheng said in his heart that it wasn't you who made trouble.

"Why did Your Majesty boil porridge again?"

Zhu Jinglun said that he would tell Li Xiucheng, but in fact, he didn't plan to inform him at all, he knew that these princes of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, although none of them cared about the lives of craftsmen, but they wanted these craftsmen to serve them, otherwise how would their palace be repaired, and who would weave the exquisite dragon robe on Hong Xiu's body.

He planned to cut first and then play, bribe the soldiers who defended the city, and chase down the craftsmen who were willing to go with him from the city wall.

As a result, I was boiling porridge in the hungry ghost pile, and I was too inconsiderate, and I was too satisfied with the disgusting things I had just done, and I was immersed in a little trick and didn't think about it carefully.

Since Li Xiucheng asked, he just let him go: "His Royal Highness King Zhong, I saw that the people here are all with dishes on their faces, and their compassion germinated for a while, alas, who would have thought?" Needless to say, I don't think you can feed these people. Why don't you give it up to me? ”

Li Xiucheng was puzzled: "What do you want these people to do?" ”

Zhu Jinglun said: "You don't know, my queen believes in Buddhism, and this time I have repeatedly told me to save more people and kill less." ”

Li Xiucheng didn't believe these nonsense, but he understood that he couldn't afford to raise these ordinary people, only 10,000 of the hundreds of thousands of hungry soldiers could move, and only 3,000 could fight, and the soldiers would starve to death, who cared about the people.

But he is still very unhappy, digging other people's people, which is really disgusting.

Snorted coldly: "As long as you can afford it." When 100,000 loads of military rations arrive, you can ask as many people as you like. ”

Li Xiucheng left directly, Zhu Jinglun didn't dare to boil porridge anymore, but asked the two Sima to take a few soldiers to go door to door to send a meter or two to the craftsmen who were willing to go with Zhu Jinglun, so that they could eat a porridge and hang their lives.

On June 1, 1864, Children's Day, that night, the sky of Tianjing City was clear, and Hong Xiuquan died.

As soon as this old god stick died, the entire Tianjing City was in chaos, there were those who cried bitterly, and there were those who committed suicide and martyrdom, but there were no robbers, not because these people were of high quality, but because there was nothing to rob for a long time, and everything that could be robbed was in the barracks, so you can't rob the barracks.

Li Xiucheng couldn't take care of Zhu Jinglun at all, so he stayed alone in the post house for two days.

It is impossible for Zhu Jinglun to be idle.

It's okay to find children to play.

"Remember? Say it again. ”

A little girl with dirty face and scorched hair stared at the rice ball in Zhu Jinglun's hand with a stunned look in her eyes.

"Don't panic, don't panic, the king of heaven will go to heaven, see the heavenly father, ask for heaven, return in seven days, and be in court!"

After the hungry little girl with yellow muscles muttered, Zhu Jinglun smiled and handed her the rice ball, and the little girl grabbed it and swallowed it in one bite.

"Do you have any friends, call them over, but don't call adults, otherwise you won't have anything to eat."

The little girl took a bite of the fragrant glutinous rice cake and nodded desperately.

"Go ahead."

She swayed away, and after a while she ran back again, bringing more than 20 children, I don't know how they survived in this world, whether they were well protected by their families, or whether they were clever enough to avoid becoming someone else's dinner.

The children looked at Zhu Jinglun curiously, with some timidity in their eyes, just like when the little girl saw Zhu Jinglun for the first time just now, but with a method to attract the little girl, she directly opened a cloth bag, which was full of rice balls.

Zhu Jinglun closed his baggage: "Girl, do you remember what I taught you just now?" ”

The little girl nodded.

"You taught them, taught each person a rice ball, I'll give you two!"

Cover the rice balls to save them from being distracted, and then stay quietly alone to watch the little girl teach his little friend to sing nursery rhymes.

This is a dilapidated small temple, which gods and goddesses used to worship in the past do not know, anyway, as soon as the Taiping army came, the gods and Buddhas were unlucky, and the statues of the gods had already been smashed, but looking at the appearance of this small temple, it is estimated that it is dedicated to the small gods of the land, or simply whose family temple.

They learn very quickly, but they are only two children's rhymes, and under the inducement of food, they are very attentive one by one.

Seeing that he had learned everything, Zhu Jinglun opened the cloth bag and distributed a rice ball to each person, two to the little girl, and there was still a lot left.

"You remember, memorize it well, come here tomorrow, if you remember, I'll give you something to eat."

Zhu Jinglun believes that in order not to forget, these children will definitely keep chanting, and then let people listen to it, and then spread it in the city.

When the children came the next day, they saw Zhu Jinglun again, still holding a cloth bag with wrapped rice balls, sharing them with food, and leaving happily.

On the third day, they came again, and saw the cloth bag again, and they were very clever enough not to tell anyone anything to eat, and even if they were asked by adults about what they were carrying, they immediately diverged, and they did not even tell their dearest people, and there was no doubt that the evil and violent nature of people at this time was undoubted.

But the adults became more and more confused, so they forced them to read it a few times, and when Zhu Jinglun heard this nursery rhyme from the mouths of the little soldiers in the post house, he no longer went to give food to the children.

The soldiers whispered that the King of Heaven would be resurrected in seven days.

Of course Li Xiucheng doesn't know this, he is busy with all the princes and generals to discuss major matters, the king of heaven is dead, has not been buried, they think that the top priority is to let the new king ascend the throne, the candidate for the new king is of course Hong Tianguifu, Hong Xiuquan's prince, but after the new king ascends the throne, where will they develop next, this is a question, some people are still nostalgic for Tianjing, saying that since the reinforcements of the Ming Dynasty have arrived, they should join forces with the Ming Dynasty and defend Tianjing, some say that they took advantage of the Ming Water Division to defeat the Hunan Army Water Division, They should break out by water.

At this time, Zhu Jinglun's military rations finally arrived, and hundreds of salt ships pulled 100,000 loads of military rations and sailed into Xiaguan in a mighty way, and with them, there was also a group of missionaries from Shanghai.

Zhu Jinglun knew that it was time for him to talk to Li Xiucheng, and he thought that the king might need a mass!

I have believed in foreign religion all my life, and since I have ascended to heaven, finding a few serious foreigners to do a mass can be regarded as not a union with God in vain. (To be continued.) )