In the past, Manchurian Goshha, after the current commander of the Ming Jinyi pro-army Zhou Baoguo received the order, he pulled out the embroidered spring knife in his hand that he specially asked someone to build, his expression was very hideous, and his eyes flashed with fierce light. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

More than 2,400 soldiers of the Taiping Army of the former Third Town C Brigade wore bright flying fish suits, embroidered spring knives on their waists, and held fire guns in their hands.

Jiang Qingzhi, the prefect of Guangzhou, mobilized more than 400 yamen and small officials and began to shout along the streets, asking the people involved in the disturbance to return home as soon as possible.

After the pro-army was mobilized, many people noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and it was good to see the excitement and the coaxing was interesting, but it was not okay to lose their lives or be arrested and put in prison for this.

Zhou Shixiang did not immediately order the arrest and killing, but gave Sanzhu incense time again.

Many of the officials in the Guangzhou Prefecture were wounded soldiers who had retired from the army, and most of the Lizheng and Baochang in the neighborhood were also retired from the army, and under their strong persuasion, the crowds gathered everywhere began to slowly decrease, but the crowd in the square in front of the palace was still not less, and even became more. Crowds from many other places gathered in front of the palace under pressure from the officers and soldiers, because there were many officials and scholars here, which made the ignorant people feel safe. Officers and soldiers can't be officials too, right?

Wang Zhangjun, the political envoy of Guangdong Province who had just returned from an inspection in Zengcheng, hurried to hear the news, and he made one last effort, but the persuasion still did not work. Zhang Xiaoqi and others did not feel the abnormal movement of the officers and soldiers around them, but only felt that more and more people rushed to support them, which made Zhang Xiaoqi and others misjudge the situation. If a tall tower were erected in the square in front of the palace at this time, and they could climb up and look down, they would find that the flow of people in the city would only be the area in front of the palace, and they might realize that something was wrong.

Wang Zhangjun returned in vain, and after getting the permission of the marshal, Zhou Baoguo showed his fangs, and the pro-army in the flying fish suit began to close the encirclement, and it was roughly estimated that there were about three or four thousand officials, gentry and ordinary people who were surrounded.

"Raise the gun!"

Zhou Baoguo gave a loud order in Chinese, which he was not proficient in, and his subordinates immediately raised their firearms towards the crowd.

"What are you going to do!"

"You are the pro-army of the Son of Heaven, how dare you fight against the palace!"

Although they knew that the Jinyi pro-army was Zhou Shixiang's people, the officials still couldn't help but scold when they saw the Taiping army in flying fish suits facing them.

The pro-soldiers are silent, they are men who fight on the battlefield, and they only know how to obey military orders. Just before, because there was no clear order, they did not dare to do anything to these adults in official uniforms, resulting in many soldiers being beaten by idlers mixed in the crowd. Now, with the military order, they will no longer let those people laugh at the burning sticks in their hands.

Facts have proved that the crowd is not afraid of death, although some of them are not afraid of death, but the team of brocade guards with guns and the threat full of murderous intent still made the commotion of the team calm down instantly. Some officials and scholars were slowly retreating, but after taking a few steps back, he found that the people around him had not retreated, and his steps were naturally no longer embarrassed to retreat. However, there were many people in the crowd who squeezed to the front without fear, looking at the Jinyi guard opposite with angry eyes, with a fearless face.

"Zhang Gong, what should I do?"

Wang Wanda's eyelids jumped, he was very afraid that these Jinyi guards, who were called pro-army and were actually Zhou Shixiang's eagle dog minions, would really kill people, you know, from childhood to adulthood, he Lord Wang had never even killed a chicken, and he fainted when he saw blood. He has the backbone of a literati, but if he dies in vain, he will not do it. Stay in the green mountains, I'm not afraid of no firewood, if I really can't fight Zhou Shixiang this time, it's a big deal to stop the flag, and I will regroup next time. Zhou Shixiang is about to lead the Northern Expedition, and when he leaves, something will happen to Guangzhou again, the thief Xiucai is beyond the reach of the whip, and everyone will always have a good time, when the raw rice is cooked and matured, I am afraid that he Zhou Shixiang will not recognize it?

"Brother General, Zhou Shixiang doesn't really want to do anything to us, right?" Qin Rong was also nervous.

Zhang Xiaoqi's scalp was also numb, and he wasn't sure if Jinyiwei would kill someone. But he is the highest official in this team, and he is the leader in the eyes of the crowd, and at this moment, he can't be cowardly, otherwise, he will lose face. He is not afraid of small fights, and he has been blocked by Guangzhou officers before, but he was driven away by the people who are united in their hearts, but now, the other party has clearly flashed his knife and pointed the gun at them, facing the threat of life and death, forward or backward, this choice makes him really embarrassed.

What to do?

Forward or backward?

If you give in, won't you be in vain?

Lian Gong is still waiting for the good news, if he gives in, won't it make the thief show even more arrogant?

Traitors, powerful ministers, and grandchildren can be expected!

In addition to being distressed, Zhang Xiaoqi was even more angry, and hated Zhou Shixiang even more, hating to eat his flesh and swallow his bones.

At critical times, there will always be people who are not afraid of life and death, raise their arms, take the lead, and have no turning back for the sake of justice. When Zhang Xiaoqi and they couldn't make up their minds, a small person appeared, and this person was Li Qiushui, a large landowner in Songcheng Township, Nanhai County.

"Don't be afraid, my lord, the old man is not talented, although he is white, but if he really needs blood to cleanse in order to seek justice, I, Li Qiushui, am willing to be the first person whose head lands! ... What a pity, I hope that the death of the old man can wake up the princes of the court and the central government, restore my ancestral system, and prevent my gentry from wailing and crying, and not make my people freeze and starve in the fields! ”

Li Qiushui's righteous and awe-inspiring color at this moment made the officials ashamed, and also made the scholars and the people admire.

Li Qiushui really hates, hates the Diao people who occupy thousands of acres of fertile land that have been passed down from generation to generation by his ancestors, hates the dozen or so old vegetable bangzi who occupy the dove's nest and lives in his own house, hates the cannibal county order who is an official and does not make decisions for the people, hates the Taiping Kou who is worse than the bandits and Qing soldiers, and hates the thief Xiucai who covers the sky with his hand!

"I am equal to His Royal Highness the Prison State in front of the palace, life and death have long been put out of the way, if you want to kill, you will kill, why are you verbose!"

Li Qiushui moved forward with his head held high, and he didn't care about life and death. The spirit of justice even made the Jinyi guard on the opposite side admire.

"Who has not died in life since ancient times, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat!"

In the crowd, I don't know who suddenly recited Wen Tianxiang's masterpiece poem aloud, so that the crowd couldn't bear it anymore, one, two, countless officials, prisoners, and ordinary people with firm faces walked towards the brocade guards on the opposite side fearlessly.

Justice can make people's blood burn!

Hot blood can make people forget to be afraid!

"Aren't these people afraid of death?"

Seeing the crowd rushing over under the leadership of a white-haired old man and a group of officials, Zhou Baoguo couldn't help but ask his subordinates around him, he was very strange why he had never encountered such a Han official who was not afraid of death before. In my impression, those officials of the Ming Dynasty saw that they were afraid to die, so they opened the city gate early and led a group of gentry to kneel and worship, shouting "Welcome to the Qing soldiers", and swept away at a glance, and there were not a few people with white hair. Today, I saw the hell, when did this official become so bold.

"The people are not afraid of death, so why should they be afraid of death!"

"Your firecrackers are for killing the Tartars, not for us!"

“......”

Officials, gentry, scholars, and ordinary people were all talking. They are not wrong, it is not them who are wrong.

"Old man Li Qiushui, a person from the South China Sea, if you are unfortunate today, I don't know if there is anyone who can make an epitaph for the old man in the future!"

"In Xiahuizhou, Shao Wanquan is willing to make a tomb inscription for Li Qiushui!"

"Zhan Shifu, young Zhan Shilin, Antai is willing to write a preface to Li Qiushui's book in the South China Sea!"

"Justice is in the hearts of the people, who is right and wrong, there are people in the hearts of the people!"

Zhou Shengmin walked a few steps quickly, crossed to the front of the crowd, nodded heavily at Li Qiushui, and lined up with him in front.

"Soldiers can be killed, not humiliated! I advise you eagles and dogs to leave, otherwise, the world will scold you! ”

Zhang Xiaoqi came back to his senses, but when he saw that Li Qiushui, Zhou Shengmin and others had already reached the front, and then saw countless scholars and people passing by, he snorted angrily and moved forward.

In the face of the surging crowd, the Jinyi pro-army stood still.

Zhou Baoguo grinned and sneered, and shouted: "The people on the other side are listening, and they will retreat, otherwise they will be killed for the crime of impacting the pro-army!" ”

Li Qiushui and the others were not moved by these words at all, and looked at Zhou Baoguo with disdain in their eyes, as if in their eyes, these vulgar martial artists were as worthless as ants.

Cheng Bangjun was afraid that someone in the crowd would be frightened, so he dispersed, and hurriedly shouted: "Don't be afraid, everyone, the other side is bluffing, we are the officials of the imperial court, and he will not dare to kill us if he borrows ten more dares!" ”

"Yes, Master Cheng is right, we are all officials of the imperial court, even if Zhou Shi comes on a blind date, he will not dare to kill us so blatantly!"

Zhang Xiaoqi lost no time in cheering up the crowd, but while speaking, he inadvertently stood on tiptoe to see where Zhou Shixiang was, but was blocked by the crowd and couldn't see where the enemy was.

Those Yongli officials in the crowd also shouted, they were not afraid of death, and those who were suspicious listened to their encouragement, and one by one they strengthened their confidence, no matter how domineering Zhou Shixiang was, no matter how lawless he was, he couldn't just kill them in broad daylight. Zhou Shixiang covered the sky with one hand again, and he didn't dare to order his subordinates to do this thing that defied the world's condemnation! The scholars hugged each other, and the youth and enthusiasm made most of them not afraid of death at all, and they never even thought that anyone would dare to kill them, because they were the sons of the Ming Dynasty!

For justice, for conscience, for the Ming Dynasty, for the common people in the world, what about spilling blood!

The people saw that the officials and scholars were not afraid, and they did not hesitate to shout forward. In their minds, the scholars are all the stars of Wenqu in the sky, and the ink in their stomachs is something they can't learn in their lifetime, and the big truths they know are even more unthinkable, so they will not be wrong to follow them forward.

However, there are also some scoundrels who are mixed in the crowd who wish to make a big mess, but they have no intention of opposing Shaowu's rehabilitation, punishing any lucky villain, and even what His Royal Highness the prison country does not know what it means, they just feel that this matter is too lively today, if they don't participate in it, I am afraid they will regret it in this life. Even if you don't do anything, just follow the coaxing, and you can boast to people in the future: I think back then, the master also contributed to our Daming...

Follow a few roars, strong momentum, it's too easy for these scoundrels, and it doesn't take a damn thing, why not? But if you really want to make trouble with your life, you don't even think about it, so after hearing the pro-army on the other side say that they want to kill, they shrink one by one, and the exciting slogans on their mouths still have to be there, but the steps under their feet are slow to move. Fortunately, there are so many people that no one will pay attention to the hesitation of the people around them. Most of the people are still willing to follow the righteous man and gentleman in their eyes to denounce the bad people around His Royal Highness.

Zhou Shixiang in the distance was riding on a big green horse, his face expressionless. Jiang Qingzhi, Wang Zhangjun and others on the side looked panicked. University scholar Hong Yuao was heartbroken, and Ding Zhixiang and Gui Yongzhi sneered. Wang Shirong's eyes were a little excited, I don't know if he was excited because Zhou Shixiang accepted his suggestion, or he was excited to see the blood flowing immediately.

The fact that the marshal did not give the order meant that the previous order had to be carried out. Zhou Baoguo's eyes kept staring at the officials and gentry at the front, silently counting their steps, and their shouts were deaf.

Zhou Shixiang had no intention of stopping Zhou Baoguo from killing people, because a good person is not necessarily a good person, and a bad person is not necessarily a bad person. Just like a person who has no intention of doing evil and has a heart for good, what he does that seems to be a good person on the surface is not necessarily a good thing, and what he does is not necessarily a bad thing in the eyes of the masses who seems to be on the opposite side of public opinion. Good or bad, we should not focus on a certain detail, but zoom in. He doesn't think he's a bad guy, those guys are bad guys, so he has peace of mind. Moreover, what has been said must be counted, otherwise how can you convince the public, let alone intimidate the crowd, and how can you intimidate those stupid people who always want to drag themselves back and go against themselves.

There was a sound of bells ahead.

Dozens of firecrackers fired at the same time, and Li Qiushui, Zhou Shengmin and others, who were at the forefront, had nowhere to hide and nowhere to avoid, the only thing they could do was to watch death beckon to them.

Li Qiushui was beaten into a hornet's nest, and the moment his body jumped backwards, a long trail of blood dragged on the ground.

"Traitor, the old man will not let you go..."

At the moment when his body fell, Li Qiushui let out a final cry, his voice was miserable and sharp, full of anger and unwillingness.

Zhou Shengmin choked his breath on the spot, and he couldn't even say a word before he died.

The sound of fire and the fallen man frightened the crowd behind them with their mouths wide open and their eyes wide.

Did the officers and soldiers really kill?

(To be continued.) )