Chapter 82 Huaxia Tongbao (I)

A sudden rainstorm completely washed away the heat that had been lingering in the south of the Yangtze River for many days.

The sun immediately became much milder, and the wind came from the north, and it carried a hint of dryness and coolness. Scholars began to shake their fans, form associations and sing, meet friends with literature, and plan a way out for their future. The vendors also took advantage of God's face, and hurriedly placed all kinds of novelty goods in the most conspicuous place of the shop, in order to sell them at a good price when the customers passed by the door. The farmers of ten miles and eight towns took advantage of the fact that the summer was not completely over, picking seasonal melons and fruits from the field, picking them to the city, and giving the "nobles" a fresh taste, in exchange for the food in the mouths of the family.

Peaceful, peaceful and methodical. If it weren't for the fact that on the official roads that had fallen into disrepair for a long time, there were often messengers with horn flags on their backs galloping by, and the people really forgot about it, and the war was actually close at hand.

Xu Shouhui, Zhu Chongba, Liu Futong, Monk Peng, all of them are familiar names, which keep Master Dalu Huachi awake at night. When the common people mention these people, they have a different taste in their hearts.

The Red Turban Army robbed the rich and helped the poor, well, everyone has no overnight food at home, of course, they are not afraid of the Red Turban Army coming to rob them. The Red Turban Army killed officials and robbed prisons, okay, there are no officials in everyone's family, and those old men who are powerful and prosperous in the yamen all day long will not die, what is the matter with everyone? But after the Red Turban Army occupied a place, they collected money more ruthlessly than the second master of Semu, and after robbing the livestock and pulling women, it made everyone unbearable. Even under the rule of the Mongolian lord, there is still a rule to follow. If you want to say that you are also from a bitter haha background, how can you be more vicious than the Mongolian master?

The only one who makes everyone feel hated is Zhu Chongjiu. It's not that this butcher's image is so tall compared to the other red scarf leaders. It is some of his practices that have brought visible influence to all parts of Jiangnan. Let the vast majority of people get benefits, and let the vast majority of people think that his storage zài is beneficial and harmless to everyone.

Not to mention the more and more Huaiyang groceries on the market, how to bring direct convenience to everyone. Since the Huai'an army blocked the Yangtze River, the life of the people in the south has become better and better day by day. The Mengyuan court was isolated thousands of miles away, and it was beyond the reach of many local things. The money and grain that the yamen should pay to the capital were also piled up in their respective treasury because of the interruption of the road, and no one was urging them. In order to defend against the red turban thieves, the first-class Mongolian lords had to form "volunteers" through the hands of local gentry. In order to prevent the people below from following Zhang Shicheng's example, the local gentry rebelled with volunteers, and had to relax their exploitation of the people. One by one, they became amiable, and they didn't dare to rob men and women anymore. As a result, in some states and counties far away from the battlefield, there was a rare bit of prosperity, from the government to the people, everywhere was full of comfort and wealth.

"It would be nice if the Zhu butcher had been occupying Yangzhou..."It was rare to eat a few full meals, and the people naturally knew in their hearts why the happy life in front of them came from. Squatting at the door of his house, while drinking the tea soup brewed from the leaves of the jujube tree, he sighed loudly.

"Think beautifully... Since ancient times, how many people have been able to kill officials and rebel for a long time? A peddler who sells needles and threads pauses and pouts disdainfully. "Uncle Niu, taking advantage of the recent good times, hurry up and buy a piece of Huai cloth and marry Sanya... Otherwise, one day the world will change again, and you won't have time to cry..."

"Bah... Only when you do evil can you buy your family's Huai cloth..."When Niu surnamed Zhuang Huhan heard this, he sprayed the tea soup in his mouth far away. "Who would dare to wear such a fine fabric? It really feels good, but as soon as the leaves of the crops are hung, there is a big hole... It's affordable, I'll buy some cotton, and let the three girls spin it by themselves. Although it doesn't look glamorous as Huaibu, I can wear it sturdily..."

"Buy cotton, I have it, I have it..." The peddler immediately took over Brother Niu's words, bent down and moved a large bag of cotton from the chicken cart, "The best big herbivorous cotton, just transported from Leizhou, is used for spinning and weaving, the best is but..."

"Bah..." Brother Niu snorted again, turned around and walked towards his yard. No wonder you cursed the Zhu butcher every day, it turned out to be to sell a few more catties of cotton. Die, you... Be careful when you see Lord Yama one day, the little ghost pulls out your tongue..."

"It's for selling cotton, I'm telling you the truth. Look at you, why don't you know how to do it... Such a good straw cotton, you don't want it, others rush to ask for it. Cotton, the best big herbivorous cotton ....... The cotton was white and soft......... "The peddler business was not done, and he was not angry. first chased after Brother Niu's back and babbled a few words, and then tore his throat and continued to peddle.

When the villagers who had returned from a long day's work heard the shouting, they would inevitably stop and look at the goods in his hands. But most people just look at it and don't buy it. Occasionally, one or two people who have a lot of money are just buying a steel needle, a few axes of color threads, and so on. When you are about to settle the bill, you have to ask for some more, otherwise you will never put down the copper money in your hand.

"Oh, I said Master Liu, don't take any more. A business of only five cents, look at you, just the hemp rope will spare a big roll and go..."

"Master Li, Master Li, you are my own grandfather, okay... I can't take it anymore, if you take it again, I'll hang myself..."

"Lord, lord, you raise your noble hand, raise your noble hand. You've been able to dig out food in the field, and I can count on this little needle and thread to live..."

"His uncle, his second uncle"

Naturally, the peddler refused to fold his money, opened his mouth, and kept complaining.

When the neighbors heard this, they laughed and said, "Shao Lao Er, who doesn't know that you are doing a big business, and you still care about this little profit?" Pull a few more feet of hemp rope, pull a few feet, and we'll give you a watermelon to eat for nothing..."

"Really?" Shao Er, the peddler, shouted all day, and his mouth was dry. When he heard the word watermelon, his mouth immediately became wet, and his voice changed tone.

"Look at your gluttony... It's like I've never eaten a melon in my life..."When the neighbors saw it, they had to laugh and laugh a few times. But after laughing, he really ran to the wellhead, hoisted a watermelon that I didn't know who put it in, and moved it with both hands.

Everyone didn't need a knife, so they directly cracked the watermelon with their fists and broke it into several parts. Then crouch in a circle and eat face to face. After quenching his thirst, he looked at Shao Er, a peddler, and waited for the latter to say a few latest rumors to make up for the lack of spare time in the countryside.

Shao Er, a hawker, has long been familiar with everyone and knows what he should use to pay for the melon. wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "I just said that Zhu Butcher can't last long, but I said it. In fact, I don't know how many people in this world hope that Zhu Ye and Zhu Butcher can prosper... But everything has to be thought from both sides, since ancient times, how many pig killers have ever sat in the world? ”

"That's not necessarily..."The surrounding people listened and retorted one after another. Feng Shui takes turns, wasn't Liu San'er also born in the market back then? (Note 1)

"That's a blind compilation of singing, Liu Sanye was a serious pavilion chief back then, and there were people with faces in the local area..." Besides, Liu Sanye beheaded the White Snake back then, so he won the national fortune of the Han Dynasty for 400 years... What miracles has the Zhu butcher had since he started to the present? ”

"Well, that is born to know, no, doesn't it count? Palm, palm thunder, doesn't it mean that Zhu Butcher will hit palm thunder, and with a wave of his hand, he can kill hundreds of people? When the neighbors heard this, they immediately felt a chill in their hearts. But he still argued hard.

"Hi... What is palm thunder, don't you know? Last month, Master Zhao of the government tried the cannon at the head of the city, didn't he also erode hundreds of steps with one shot? Shao Erzi stood up and gestured with his hands in the air, "I saw that cannonball, it was the size of a grinding plate." It was filled with gunpowder. As soon as it went out, half of the mountain was blown up, not to mention flesh and blood? In the early years, Zhu Ye and Zhu Butcher relied on this trick to get Huaiyang. Now that everyone has learned this trick, it is unlikely that he will be able to see who kills whoever he did before..."

When everyone heard this, they suddenly felt more and more depressed in their hearts. In their hearts, a pig slaughterer as the emperor must be much stronger than the Mongols. At least, he knew what it meant to be miserable. But the words of the hawker Shao Er made everyone unable to refute.

Since ancient times, except for the ruffian Liu Bang, everyone has indeed never heard of a founding emperor with a lower background than Zhu Tuhu. And Liu Bang has at least beheaded the white snake and shown miracles. Huaiyang Zhu butcher, but even the identity of the Buddha is said to be fake, and he is completely mortal.

Now that Zhu Butcher's palm thunder has also been broken, what will he use to sweep the world? The lord of Dalu Huachi in the city, the lord of ten thousand households, and all the landlords in the countryside have united to deal with him. Even if his whole body is beaten with iron, how many pounds of nails can he get? …

"So, everyone is taking advantage of the good times now, and if you should marry your son, you should marry your daughter-in-law quickly, and if you should send your daughter out, you should send your daughter-in-law as soon as you want to send your daughter-in-law. It's good to let the children shine for a few days..."The peddler Shao Er saw that everyone was stunned by himself, and hurriedly took the opportunity to start selling the goods, "You just don't think about your own children, in order for the Zhu butcher to be able to last a few more days and scare the lords in the city, you should also buy more Huaiyang goods, right?" From needles to scissors, as well as Huai cloth and Huai cotton, the more people buy, the more money Zhu butchers have. The more money he has, the longer he can sustain it. The longer he holds it up, the more our days will be."

I don't know if the first half of the sentence worked, or the second half of the sentence touched people's hearts. The neighbors got up and walked to his chicken bus. Pick and choose, and in a few moments, I bought most of the groceries on it. Of course, the discount that should be given must be beaten, and the additional head must also be given enough. They are all small families, and no one has enough money. Your second son Shao has made a lot of money, so you have to leave a mouth of soup for others to drink. Otherwise, what will you do next time you buy or sell?

The villagers are simple, simple and almost sincere. They sincerely hope that the Zhu butcher can cut off the Yangtze River forever, so that the Mengyuan court can no longer stretch out their hands to their doorstep. As for what is the way out for Zhu Tuhu and his Huai'an army in the future? They don't see it, and they have little hope. Since ancient times, the good have made foolish, the noble have controlled the cheap, and the virtuous have not been good, which is not easy to do. No matter how capable Zhu Butcher is, can he poke a hole in the sky above his head? …

Note 1: Liu San'er, Han Gaozu Liu Bang. In the excerpts of the Yuan Dynasty, he was laughed at for his low background, and he was usually called Liu San'er.

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