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There are still some days away from Qingming, but it is a cold food approaching, the cold food festival is the first major sacrifice of my Han people, the festival prohibits smoking and fire, only eats cold food, and there is the custom of worshiping the deceased ancestors, so every cold food, the countryside grave will gather countless people to burn paper money, in order to express the thoughts of the ancestors and deceased relatives.

Yesterday, the government of Xinhui County, Guangdong Province issued a notice, asking the people to go out of the city today to worship and sweep, and once today, the city gate will no longer be opened, so as not to retreat and return.

The so-called old thief, refers to the Southern Ming Dynasty Li Dingguo Department, Li Department in Shunzhi ten years, eleven years two attacks on Guangdong, almost captured Guangzhou, occupy the whole territory of Guangdong, fortunately the Mandate of Heaven in the Qing Dynasty, Li two attacks were in vain, has returned to Guangxi a month ago.

However, although Li Dingguo's army has returned to Guangxi, there are still some people and horses in Guangdong, this Xinhui county is the gateway to Guangzhou, water and land transportation is convenient, it is a place that must be defended, Xinhui is lost, Guangzhou will be in danger, so Li Dingguo's second attack on Guangdong focused on seizing Xinhui, besieged the county for eight months, and now although the main force of Li retreated, but the Qing army of Xinhui still did not dare to take it lightly, and the city gate would not be opened lightly.

However, the cold food is approaching, and Huang Zhizhengnian of Zhixian County was trapped in the county seat in August, and the residents of the city were killed and injured countless times, so he asked the defending generals to open the city for a day, so that the people could go out of the city to worship their relatives, and the defending generals agreed to this request after careful consideration. After getting the consent of the guards, Huang Zhizheng immediately asked people to post notices and organized some people to maintain order, and the Qing army defending the city sent a team of soldiers to guard outside the city in order to prevent mistakes, and the city also made corresponding arrangements.

After the city gate was opened, thousands of people went out one after another to worship outside the city, looking from a distance, the people were all plain, all of them had a sad face, and the eyes of the Qing army guarding the city were also hateful, but they all dared to be angry and did not dare to speak, and only hurriedly passed through the city gate. Looking at the Qing army guarding the city, they were all silent, turning a blind eye to the hatred in the eyes of the people, and it was rare that they did not speak ill of the people, let alone whipping wantonly, and they didn't even dare to speak a little louder.

After the people went out of the city, some people began to sprinkle paper money along the way, and the paper money that fell in the wind was accompanied by the whispering of the crowd, which made the scene of worshipping out of the city doubly solemn and desolate.

Most of the crowd is dominated by men, and women are rarely seen, and occasionally a few are all elderly women or girls who have not yet reached their prime.

There are people from the county government in the ranks to maintain, and Qing soldiers with swords and guns can be seen on both sides of the road from time to time, and like the Qing army at the city gate, most of these Qing soldiers are not willing to look at these people head-on, and some even turn their faces to look in other directions. Only when the paper money scattered in the wind fell on them or under their feet, these Qing soldiers would twitch their cheeks unnoticed and move slightly.

The dead residents in Xinhui City were buried together, saying that they were buried, but in fact, they were digging pits indiscriminately and burying them, and most of them were buried with incomplete corpses, and some even did not have corpses, only some of the clothes of the deceased were buried, and many of the large graves piled up high at a glance knew that more than one person was buried, and I don't know how many people were buried below. Compared with the graves that are still known to relatives, there are more ownerless lonely graves, accounting for almost half of this mass grave.

Near the hometown is timid, near the grave is panicked.

When the worship procession finally came to this mass grave, the uncontrollable sorrow in the crowd could no longer be contained, and I don't know whose family started to cry first, and after a while, the mass grave was already crying. The cry was heart-rending, and it sounded like a knife.

As the saying goes, men don't flick when they have tears, but what you see in front of you is thousands of men crying together, which is really heartbreaking.

The Qing army who heard the crying in the distance didn't dare to come over to take a look, and many of the officers who maintained order had their relatives killed, and they all had their hearts in mourning, or standing there silently grieving, or kneeling on the ground and crying a few times, only a few county magistrates Huang Zhizheng brought from his hometown did not have this kind of grief for the death of their relatives, and stood aside and whispered something.

"The old thief has besieged the county seat for several months, and the people of Xinhui City are almost dead, alas." An errand officer named Huang Si looked at the scene in front of him and sighed very embarrassed.

The other messenger nodded and agreed: "No, I heard from the county honorable that there were more than 70,000 people who ate meat alone, and in addition, the soldiers under the command of the king of Pingnan and the king of Jingnan took away thousands of women, and there are only one or two thousand people left in the city, and the people of Xinhui City are not dead!" ”

Hearing this, Qi Er, the errand officer standing on the very edge, couldn't help but say: "The soldiers of the two princes are really tiger and wolf soldiers, where are they like soldiers of the imperial court, this evil is made..."

"Be quiet, you can't talk nonsense." Huang Si is an old man, and when he heard Qi Er's words, he immediately glared at him, and then looked around before he said: "If you want to talk about sins, the old thief is even heavier, if he doesn't come to fight Xinhui, can the people in this city be so miserable?" ”

"Yes, yes, it's the old thief who does evil."

Qi Er knew that he had said the wrong thing, so he nodded his head in agreement, and was about to scold the old thief a few more words, but he heard someone in the grave exclaim: "Master Wu cried and fainted!" ”

Qi Er was surprised: "Which Wu master?" ”

Someone on the side: "The one in the east of the city who teaches." ”

"Oh," Qi Er suddenly realized, revealing a sympathetic expression, "I'm afraid it's too sad to think of his wife." ”

Huang Si looked in the direction he had just called, shook his head and said: "The Li family is really a good woman, the soldier Ding was going to capture Master Wu that day, but she said that her husband has not yet had a child in his fifties, and if he called the soldier to arrest him, the Wu family would be killed, so I begged the soldier to catch her to eat, which saved Master Wu's life, now that I think about it, this woman is really martyrful!" ”

Everyone nodded in unison when they heard this, and then Qi Er thought of something, and said a little strangely: "Didn't the Li family give it a meal, and what is buried in the grave?" ”

Huang Si's cheeks twitched, and he said in a low voice: "The head of the Li family, those soldiers left it, the old thief retreated, and Master Wu was buried here." ”

As he spoke, he saw a familiar figure not far away, so he pointed his finger and said to everyone: "Well, that's Lin Xiucai, and his wife Mo is also a good woman." That day, the soldiers went to catch her aunt to cook, but she said that her aunt was old and the meat was not delicious, but she was young, and the meat on her body was delicate, which could make the soldiers chew well. This grave is buried with Mo's clothes before his death, which can be regarded as Lin Xiucai's thoughts for himself. (Author's note: aunt, mother-in-law means)

"If you want to say that the worst thing is the daughter of Liang Xiucai's family, an eleven-year-old person, she knows that she is a substitute for her father at a young age, which is really admirable."

"I heard that the soldier thought that this girl was small and didn't have much meat, so he didn't want to kill her, but this girl said to the soldier, do you think that my body is small, and the meat is not enough for you to eat? Then he grabbed the knife and wiped his neck, and when the soldiers saw this, they released Liang Xiucai and boiled his daughter's body. ”

"The county school of Wu Shirang's wife Huang also asked her husband to die, I heard that those soldiers killed Huang when they cried and killed, and they ate Huang into their stomachs with tears, alas, it is really a tragedy in the world."

“......”

One after another sensational tragedies were said, no matter how hard-hearted people listened to it, they couldn't bear to hear it, and the expressions of the servants had already changed, and they were full of sighs in their hearts, and they were glad that such a tragedy did not fall on themselves.

No matter how sad the person is, he can't stand crying for a long time, the cry on the grave has gradually become quieter, and the sight is full of fireworks burning paper money, and the mourning sticks planted on the grave are particularly eye-catching, one after another, and it is impossible to count.

(To be continued.) )