The sun is like fire, but fortunately it is in the mountains, and the cool mountain breeze can blow away some heat waves.

Today is June 27, and it has been five full days since I entered the mountain, and if you count from the beginning of this era, it has been more than ten days.

At the edge of the woods, Chen Wen looked at the reflection in the stream, shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly.

The head shape is like a rotten chicken nest, and the dust on the face is washed one after another by sweat; The suit he had changed into to meet a big customer was already in tatters, and only the pockets that were still intact could make Chen Wen barely get rid of the pain it used to be sold for; The pair of straw sandals exchanged for the farmer at his feet have revealed the toes that stand out from the socks, and the soles of his feet have become the only part of his body that has not become thinner but fatter with thicker calluses.

In this way, I guess even if I go back, I have to be treated as a beggar.

These days, Chen Wen has very little left that can be exchanged, from shoulder bags, gel pens, keys to leather shoes, wallets, and even power banks have been sold to a family with children as paperweights. If it weren't for the fear of being treated as a hooligan, he would have even taken the belt to exchange for dry food.

Even so, he also made a cameo appearance as a teacher and a merchant who survived his life after encountering bandits on the road I don't know how many times. In this way, relying on the acting skills of not being bad and not being qualified to be an extras for the time being, Chen Wen was stunned to survive until now.

Luckily, it wasn't far from the destination of the first phase of his plan.

According to the plan previously formulated, Chen Wen first needed to go to Dalan Cottage in Siming Mountain, and try to meet Wang Yi, the supreme commander of the Ming army in the Siming Mountain area, the left squire of the Jinglu Zhizhejiang Military Affairs Department and the left deputy imperial envoy of the military department of Jinglu Zhizhejiang. Then, with a series of military information in his memory of the Qing army's attack on Siming Mountain in history, in exchange for a coil that was enough for him to reach the Zhongzuo Institute in Fujian. Finally, before September, leave the Simingshan area.

Chen Wen remembered that the fellow said in the morning that he had taken the corner in front of him, and he would keep walking, and he would be able to reach Dalan Mountain in another day's journey.

Even if Wang Yi needs time to verify the authenticity of the news, I still have two months, enough time!

When he had enough entanglement, Chen Wen felt that he could go to Fujian generously.

As for the problem of hair, at that time, is it still a problem? Shave a monk's head directly, buy a few locks of hair, braided it into a pigtail and stick it on the head, a copycat version of the money rat tail, and even the materials with manual work can't cost a few big children.

As for actually going to keep a pigtail, forget it. The majority of stylists of domestic TV dramas have relied on one braid drama after another, and have repeatedly argued that although the pig's tail and big pigtails in the late Manchu Dynasty are ugly enough, they are also stronger than the money rat tail of pure barbarians, even if it is only a little stronger.

It is better to die than to be free.

What kind of head shape do you like to keep my freedom, Lao Tzu is not a girl in the village Xiaofang, and I don't plan to keep my big braids, why did you force Lao Tzu to keep that rat tail.

When he arrived in Fujian, he first found a place to lurk and confirmed that Zheng Chenggong returned to the division to drive away the Qing army that invaded Zhongzuo, and then he could go to work.

Come to think of it, there shouldn't be much business this year. By next year, Zheng Chenggong has won three major victories in Cizao, Qianshan and Xiaoyingling, and he can make soy sauce by relying on the historical knowledge he mixed up in the forum before.

By the way, there is also Shi Lang. I remember that the guy seems to be cleared next year, and if the operation is good, he will hide it for the general Shi Lang by the way, so as to save trouble for future generations, and also make a TV series for him.

Chen Wen remembered that he had read such a statement on the Internet that Zheng Chenggong had two opportunities to change Chinese history in his life, one was Li Dingguo's attack on Guangdong, and the other was the Battle of Nanjing, which everything went well in the early stage and exploded in an instant.

In this case, Chen Wen felt that if he could play some role in this, so as to gain the trust of the Zheng group and lead the army alone, then he could embark on the fast track of developing Hainan Island or Taiwan, organizing and training the Spanish phalanx, and establishing a modern cavalry.

At that time, it will surely sweep the world, and it will only be an idle matter.

Thinking of this, Chen Wen threw the last small piece of dry food into his mouth and threw himself up. There is still a day to go, and I will be there soon with a tight belt and a little more water.

Yes, it will be there soon.

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On the mountain path, Xue Ao's guerrilla Wang Sheng of Siming Mountain rode a horse not much bigger than a mule.

Behind him, a group of ragged and yellow-skinned soldiers either drooped their heads or dragged rusty bamboo spears to the ground, slowly following the "mule" as if they had lost a battle.

"What the fuck." Wang Sheng thought secretly.

Since the defeat of the Jiang Division, a large number of defeated soldiers, righteous divisions, bandits, or armed forces with no name at all have entered the Siming Mountain area. At that time, the Qing army was busy chasing, and the Ming army was busy running, and no one had the energy to pay attention to this. It was also at that time that Wang Sheng set up a stockade here.

Think about that time, as much as you want, you can be as carefree as you want, and when you don't have food, you go to the surrounding mud-legged houses to search and loot; When you are full, you will bask in the sun in the stockade; If you're interested, go out and get a few little ladies for pastime.

It didn't take long for some of the Ming civil servants to start trying to run the land. And on this Siming Mountain, it seems that the atmosphere has changed all of a sudden, or the general general, or the imperial history squire, the big guys seem to be chasing the trend of the Su style, one by one, and become the officials of the Ming Dynasty. And Wang Sheng also followed the trend and took his subordinates to join the righteous teacher of Feng Jingdi, a famous man of the Donglin Restoration Society.

Last year, Yan Zhaofu of the Qing Dynasty began to send the guards of the cottages and islands in eastern Zhejiang. Since then, honorable ministers such as Kaiyuan Marquis Wu Kai, Yi'an Bo Gu Qixun, Dingyuan Marquis Shi Zhongfang, civil officials such as Lu Yicheng, Gao Shuxun, etc., have been cleared, and the number of generals, general soldiers, and deputy generals is even more innumerable.

During that time, Wang Sheng also had some thoughts. It's just that he is just a guerrilla general, with a humble official position, and there are only more than 200 soldiers in his hands, with no food and no salary, and he can't make any fat in the past.

After thinking about it, he always felt that if he could make great contributions, such as kidnapping Feng Shilang to vote for the Qing Dynasty. In that case, maybe he can really be a guerrilla general with real power in the Qing Dynasty, even if it is a garrison, it is much better than a guerrilla general who is still in name only.

It's a pity that in Feng Jingdi's army, in addition to his own subordinates, there are more than 1,000 soldiers who belong to other generals, so he is completely unsure of taking Feng Jingdi.

In May of this year, Yan Zhaofu's envoy went to Dalan Mountain and was killed by Wang Jingluo's general Huang Zhongdao, the governor of Zuodu, and after that, the Qing court seemed to be not very concerned about the matter of appeasement. And this made Wang Sheng very worried, if the Qing court did not appease him, then it was estimated that he would be about to enter the crackdown, and there would be relatively little time left for him to make a choice.

At this time, it was already June, and it was the time of the busy farming, so Wang Jingluo gave Feng Shilang the task of inspecting part of the area, in order to prevent anyone from plundering the people or going into the mountains to cultivate. And Feng Shilang handed over part of this task to himself, and according to the rules of officialdom, he would continue to delegate the task to the most junior officers. However, Feng Jingdi's gang actually let a dignified guerrilla general personally do the work of the general manager, which is really too deceitful.

Along the way, don't say that it is meticulous, and even the rebels and bandits can't see half of them. It's normal to think about it, since Wang Yi captured Shangyu for the second time last year and defeated the Fenghua Qing army, the prefectures and counties near Siming Mountain didn't even dare to go to the countryside.

Even so, Wang Sheng still felt that the chances of the Manchu Qing victory were greater, after all, in the whole of Zhejiang, the Ming army could only defend in the mountains, so it was still necessary to find a way to reduce the Qing to survive.

It's just that these days, the only thing that makes Wang Sheng feel strange is that the area he inspected this time was Liu Dadao's defense area before, and although he also saw some people from Dalanshan along the way, they were all Mao Jingang's subordinates, could it be that Wang Jingluo was going to make a move again?

At this time, Wang Sheng had already heard the whispered complaints from the soldiers behind him, it was already noon at this time, and it was really not good to continue walking, so he turned his head. He shouted, "Come around the corner in front of you, there is a wood, and we will rest there for an hour." ”

"Handsome and wise."

"Xie Dashuai."

"The handsome man loves a soldier like a son."

There was the same listlessness in the uneven flattery, which made Wang Sheng a little unhappy.

Forget it, on such a hot day, adults don't remember villains. After waiting for two days, when I arrived at a place far away from Dalan Mountain, it was the right way to find a little lady to be happy.

When Wang Sheng turned his head back, he saw a tall man with short hair and strange costumes, looking like a beggar, walking towards him in a big stride.