Feng Shaoguang, a general chemical mechanical engineer who graduated for more than six years, works in a large oil refining and chemical company. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 Facing the reality that he can't afford to buy a house and can't find a wife, he loves history and geography, and recently devoted all his energy to the study of the history of the Qing Dynasty and local boundaries to anesthetize himself.

On May Day, Feng Shaoguang came to the **Kou Haiphong Historical Memorial Hall not far from home, thinking that he could see the cannons of the Qing Dynasty there, and maybe he could meet a talented woman who also loves history and geography.

Coming to the memorial hall, Feng Shaoguang climbed to the muzzle of a leveled breech gun during the Sino-French War, and looked hard inside, trying to find out whether there was rifling inside.

Suddenly, there was a loud bang, and the old cannon covered with moss actually exploded, and before Feng Shaoguang could sigh his bad luck, he felt that his whole body was burning violently, and a huge pain struck violently, accompanied by the roaring sound of the cannon in his head, and he lost consciousness in an instant.

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On the sixth day of April in the second year of Xianfeng, at noon, the Quanzhou boundary of Guilin Prefecture, Guangxi.

In the west of Quanzhou City, in front of the Xiangshan Temple, where the incense is vigorous, on the official road leading to Yongzhou Mansion in Hunan, a continuous team travels north along the road. For a time, there were many flags and dust. At the same time, in the Xiangjiang River, three or four miles away, more than 100 boats slowly descended the water, a solemn scene.

The walking team under the banner of the banner is full of ragged clothes and crane clothes. Despite this, they all wrapped red scarves, looked excited, took strong steps, and moved forward firmly.

In the procession, occasionally interspersed with several people wearing red and yellow robes, shouting back and forth, commanding everyone not to be left behind, in the ragged crowd, it looks majestic.

A bright yellow sedan chair was carried steadily by four strong men in red robes, walking at the end of the procession.

At this time, suddenly there were several rumbling cannons, the roof of the yellow sedan chair was blazing, and a strong man in red robe who carried the sedan chair screamed miserably, and the severed limbs flew into the sedan car with the iron projectile. The sedan chair split apart in an instant, and a man dressed in a dragon yellow robe fell out of the sedan chair and rolled in the grass on the side of the road, and the carved dragon gold crown on his head also fell into the bushes in the distance.

"King South, protect King South!" Someone shouted in Hakka.

Two more cannons rang out, and the ranks fell into disarray.

"Quick, go and protect the king of the south. The rest will rush with me along the city walls to attract the artillery on the towers. Old Seven, you quickly send someone to the front of the Chinese army to report to the King of Heaven, and break the city of Quanzhou to avenge the King of the South! As a rather majestic voice shouted angrily, the chaotic ranks immediately restored order, shouts of killing drowned out the sound of artillery.

Feng Shaoguang felt that he had come to an endless dark world, with no sound, no light, nothing. Just as he was at a loss for what to do, and fear spread in his heart, he suddenly felt two white points of light appear.

A little stronger, it feels very familiar and close, it seems to be him Feng Shaoguang himself. The other was weaker, vigilant, dodging slightly stronger points of light. Then the slightly stronger light point slammed into the faint light point, and the two light spots turned into thousands of granular bright spots, and after a while, they blended together again, slowly converging into a thick white ball of light.

At this time, the endless dark world suddenly opened a gate, and the white light ball was forcibly pushed out of the gate by an irresistible force and came to the light world.

The yellow-robed man in the grass on the side of the road struggled to open his eyes, and his headache was splitting.

Am I not Feng Shaoguang, why did I suddenly become Feng Yunshan again? Or Feng Yunshan, the southern king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom? Feng Shaoguang shook his head vigorously, and the two mixed memories kept pouring information in. It seems that a long time has passed, and it seems to be just a moment, although his head is still a little confused, Feng Shaoguang has already figured out the weirdness in his body.

I actually traveled through time and space! From the ordinary engineer of later generations, he possessed Feng Yunshan, the king of the south in the second year of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, and not only occupied the body of the king of the south who was hit by artillery, but also fused his memory. In other words, he Feng Shaoguang became Feng Yunshan, the southern king of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.

Historically, Feng Yunshan's original name was Feng Shaoguang, an important leader of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, one of the founders of the Worship of God Religion, and the actual missionaries, the old brothers of the Jintian Uprising, including the East King, the West King, the North King Yiwang, etc., were all brought into the religion by Feng Yunshan. In the early days of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, the religious system, political system, military system, legal system and calendar were all founded by Feng Yunshan.

It's a pity that he was first imprisoned in the Bauhinia Mountain and Pingzaishan periods, and was robbed of his position as the actual leader of the sect by the Heavenly King Hong Xiuquan and the Eastern King Yang Xiuqing in the form of Heavenly Father; The reorganization of the Jintian regimental camp and the tea field was jointly taken away from military power by several major leaders; In the end, when Yong'an was restructured, he ******** and became the fourth-ranked king of the south, with no actual military power and no religious power, and the two kings of the east and west came from behind.

This Feng Yunshan didn't know if it was bad luck or what, as the commander of the rear army, when he marched to Quanzhou City in a sedan chair, he was hit by a gunner of the Qing army who couldn't hold back his itchy hands for a while, and was seriously injured; Half a month later, when the Taiping army traveled by water to Lingyidu in the northeast of Quanzhou, it was ambushed by Zhizhou Jiang Zhongyuan and Chu Yong, and was killed by artillery.

was reminiscing about Feng Yunshan in history, when a heart-piercing pain in his left thigh interrupted his memories.

"King Nan is injured, the brigade commander is a good man, quickly send someone to the front to ask Chicken Foot Seven to treat King Nan's injuries." An anxious voice sounded in Feng Shaoguang's ears.

"Okay, Mr. Guanlan, you take care of King Nan. Xiangcai, you are looking at the point here, I will personally invite the chicken feet to come! As soon as the voice fell, the person had already run away.

Feng Shaoguang raised his hand and just wanted to get up, when a strong arm next to him supported him, and a young face in his twenties came into his eyes. Although the red scarf is wrapped around his head, it can't hide his quiet and plain scholarly temperament.

Zeng Guanlan! When he first entered the Bauhinia Mountain Missionary, he hired himself as a tutor, and later became the nephew of Zeng Yuzhen, who was a close friend.

Feng Shaoguang, who fused the memories of the Southern King of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, immediately recognized the identity of a young man who looked like a scholar.

The brigade commander in Zeng Guanlan's mouth is Lu Qi, the commander of his personal guard battalion, and the younger brother of his late friend Lu Liu. There is also that Xiangcai, named Xie Xiangcai, who is alert and helps him deal with daily paperwork with Zeng Guanlan.

Suddenly, Feng Shaoguang remembered something, and his face changed greatly.

Zeng Guanlan's identity outlined a lot of his memories, and the memories that had been interrupted just now suddenly became one. With a little thought about it, he understood a lot of things!

How the cousin who he respected and followed since he was a child, ruthlessly abandoned and sacrificed him for the power in his hands.

How did the two good brothers who led him into the sect with his own hands and single-handedly promoted him to the small leader, and how despicably took advantage of his absence to step on him to take the position.

Just like this march, he had always been accustomed to walking, but he was taught by the charcoal burner, who was one year younger than him, that he lost his identity as the southern king of the heavenly kingdom, and specially gave him a bright yellow silk and gold sedan chair to let him ride when marching to alleviate the hardship. Feng Yunshan was helpless, so he had to be grateful.

Several kings who were marching in front also passed by in a yellow sedan chair, but when the yellow sedan chair of the southern king passed outside the gate of Quanzhou, the artillery of the city tower suddenly opened fire and was hit.

Two days ago, Lu Qi was in a small town from Xing'an to Quanzhou, and met two Tiandihui brothers who escaped from Quanzhou City, and joined the rear army as gunners. They revealed that they were originally artillery miscellaneous servants in Quanzhou City, and most of the artillery in Quanzhou City was transferred to Guilin City for defense, and there were less than four or five medium-caliber artillery pieces with a slightly longer range left. Feng Yunshan was still very impressed when he heard Lu Qi talk about this.

However, with the yellow sedan chair he was riding in, Shicai dropped at least five or six shells in a few breaths. This must not be something that one or two cannons on a single city gate in the whole state can do. Such a painstaking arrangement is obvious, just to get rid of Feng Yunshan, and it will be pushed to the Qing army in Quanzhou afterwards.

Could it be that after the destruction of the city of Quanzhou in history, all the Qing troops were slaughtered and the whole city was burned, is it to cover up something?

How spicy! For the sake of absolute control of power, even if Feng Yunshan has retreated to the fourth position, he must kill all of them and not let him turn over. Feng Shaoguang couldn't help but shudder.

In fact, if it weren't for the fact that he traveled over in the later generations and caused unknown changes, Feng Yunshan would have been seriously injured by now.

Feng Shaoguang lowered his voice and said eagerly to Xie Xiangcai: "Xiangcai, before this king was hit by the cannon just now, it seems that a few shots came from behind the Xiangshan Temple in the west. You quickly and quietly take someone to check it out, and report it to me as soon as you come back. Remember to be cautious and not to alarm the crowd. ”

The investigation of this kind of confidential matter can only be assured by a cronie like Xie Xiangcai. On the eve of the Jintian Uprising, once Xie Xiangcai offended Xiao Chaogui, the king of the West, because of a trivial matter as big as a sesame mung bean, and was about to be beaten with 2,000 sticks, and his life was in danger. Feng Yunshan couldn't see the intercession, Xiao Chaogui was not allowed, and in the end, Feng Yunshan knelt in front of the feet of Xiao Chaogui, the "sixth brother-in-law" possessed by his brother, and begged bitterly, so as to save Xie Xiangcai's life. Since then, Xie Xiangcai, together with Zeng Guanlan and Lu Qi, has become Feng Yunshan's cronies.

Seeing Xie Xiangcai leave in a hurry, Zeng Guanlan on the side hesitated and whispered: "King Nan, do you suspect that you have your own people...... Hit you? ”

Feng Shaoguang's face was gloomy, and he said hatefully: "It's not doubt, but affirmation!" Now there are not many demons in the city, and the city is still frightened, our holy army passes around the city, and the demons in the city are glad to be spared, and they dare not take the initiative to fire a provocation. Besides, I knew that there were very few artillery pieces in the city, so how could I fire so many cannons. It must be that within the kingdom of heaven, someone is plotting to kill me, and they are so bold. ”

"It's a pity that although I, Feng Shaoguang, am still Feng Shaoguang, Feng Yunshan is no longer the Feng Yunshan he used to be! I think they're going to miscalculate! ”

Feng Shaoguang turned his head to look at Zeng Guanlan, who seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and ordered: "Let the pro-guard battalion step up precautions and strictly guard against conspiracy methods such as poisoning and assassination." ”

In the early days of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, a group of villagers went out to the far side, without a formal marching combat system, and there was no reconnaissance along the way, which was really terrible. If you don't have a fine work, you will become a blind man, and you must establish a fine work team as soon as possible. Feng Shaoguang thought secretly.

"Obey the decree of the King of the South! His subordinates and brothers swore to protect the king of the south! Zeng Guanlan hurriedly knelt down and answered.

Zeng Guanlan actually noticed that as the first batch of old people who followed King Nan, he reminded King Nan many times, but unfortunately although King Nan was wise and sophisticated in planning, he was in the game without knowing it.

Loyal and disdainful of fighting for power and profit, loyal to the Holy Religion and the Heavenly King, for the sake of the overall unity of the Kingdom of Heaven, he did not hesitate to endure humiliation and burden, and retreated step by step to the current situation. Could it be that the other party's vicious approach of killing all of them made Nanwang wake up? Zeng Guanlan couldn't help but feel a shock in his heart!

"Where's Brother Litai?" Feng Shaoguang thought of something and asked. The name of the Litai brother he said was Liang Litai, and the old brother who followed him to join the Holy Sect is now the commander of the Second Army.

"King Nan, in order to protect you, the marshal will take the holy soldiers of the second army to attack the city tower and attract artillery fire."

"Confused, there are only more than 200 brothers in the second army in total, does he want to exhaust them for me? Drag someone back to me! ”

"Okay, Guanlan promises to persuade him to come back immediately." Seeing that King Nan was in a hurry, Zeng Guanlan hurriedly agreed.

"King Nan, the handsome and good people of the brigade have invited the Seven Chicken Feet to show you the injury." A hand of swordsmen came to report.

"Let them come." Feng Shaoguang also wanted to know how badly he was injured, his left hip bone had been hurting badly.

Lu Qi, the commander of the pro-guard battalion, led a middle-aged man in a yellow robe with a small beard and an obscene expression walked over.

He is Huang Yiyun, a famous traumatic wound in the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, originally called Huang Yiyun, in order to avoid the words of Nanwang Yunshan, changed to Yun, and the current Houjun is in danger, and he is the same as the supervising army. Feng Shaoguang knew that his orthopedic trauma medical skills were very high, and he once cut off the duck's feet in public, replaced them with chicken feet, and applied the herbs he brewed, and soon the ducks could walk like this, so people called them "chicken feet seven".

Huang Yiyun was startled when he saw Nanwang at first glance! The yellow robe on his chest has been sprinkled with blood, and it seems that this time King Nan's injury is not trivial!

Untied the yellow robe and looked at the injury on his chest, Huang Yiyun couldn't help but be stunned. There were not many wounds, they were all minor skin wounds, and the blood on the red yellow robe should have been on the body of the palanquin man who was hit by the projectile. If it's a little more serious, it may be that the left leg crotch was out of place when he fell to the ground.

Huang Yiyun confessed softly, pressed Feng Shaoguang's thigh across the bone, saw that Nanwang was so painful that he bared his teeth, hurriedly released it, and then asked Lu Qi to hold Feng Shaoguang's waist, slapped his hand hard, and pumped it again.

Hearing the sound of clicking, Feng Shaoguang was in sharp pain, but he no longer had pain, he straightened up and felt it, it seemed that he could already walk, and he couldn't help but admire the orthopedic technique of this chicken foot seven.

Huang Yiyun carefully inspected Feng Shaoguang inside and out, and confirmed that everything was fine, so he bowed to the ground and said: "Thanks to Heavenly Father, the Southern King Hongfu Qitian was not seriously injured by such an artillery attack, and the younger brother of Shicai carefully inspected it, and there was no major problem." ”

"Nonsense, you are a chicken foot seven, if you become an official, you will lose all your housekeeping skills. Even if you lie to the old brothers, you dare to lie to the king of the south today, so bold! Nanwang was blown up and flew out of the sedan chair, you actually said that there was no injury? I don't want to check it out yet. Lu Qi asked impatiently.

"I said Lu Qi, who doesn't know King Nan's benevolence to his old brother? Even if I, Huang Yiyun, deceive the King of the East and the King of Heaven, I will not deceive the King of the South. ”

"Yi Yun is cautious!" Feng Shaoguang interrupted him, "Yunshan believes in you!" Seventh, I'm really fine. ”

"King Xie Nan! However, I also felt surprised, it is said that the car was hit by a cannonball and was torn apart, and it is impossible for the king of the south not to be seriously injured, so he can only say that the heavenly father blesses him! Thank Heavenly Father! Huang Yiyun sighed.

"Nanwang, are you really okay?" Lu Qi was worthy of being loyal and worried about King Nan's body.

"What, Seventh, do you still want me to have something to do?" Feng Shaoguang laughed, turned his head and saw that Zeng Guanlan led Liang Litai and the brothers of the Second Army to come back. Fortunately, it was timely and there was no loss, otherwise such a small number of people would be sent to death to attack the city.

"Alright, this king is fine! The herald ordered the rear army to continue marching, ignoring the Qing Demon in Jeonju City. ”

Seeing that the rear army listened to the order and continued to advance, Feng Shaoguang couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. But when I thought of Feng Yunshan's fate in history---- in a place called Lingyidu on the side of the Xiang River, 12 miles north of Quanzhou City, Jiang Zhongyuan, a Qing general known as the ancestor of the Hunan army in later generations, led more than 1,000 Chu Yong to ambush and was killed by a cannon----- Feng Shaoguang couldn't help but shrink his neck and feel cold in his back.

Seeing the Taiping army leaving one after another, the Qing army in Quanzhou City, which was worried and afraid of being retaliated by Changmao, finally breathed a sigh of relief. After that, the Qing general in the official uniform of the city tower pulled the gunner, lifted the cloak and hat, pulled the ugly money rattail on his head, and kicked his head and face for a while----Who let you fire the cannon indiscriminately?"