Yang Fan walked out of the inn. It's been a long time since I've slept so comfortably. When I crossed over, I happened to be rescued by Zu Dashou, who was living in seclusion in the countryside. In the past, the rental house was not good, but there were still beds. When he arrived at Zu Dashou's house, Yang Fan only had to sleep on the floor, and the conditions could be imagined.

The soy milk fritters in his hand have just been fished out and are steaming. Yang Fan sat down in the stall, dipped the fritters in fragrant soy milk, stuffed them into his mouth and chewed.

"Little brother, your way of eating is novel. These fritters are crispy, and if you dip it, you won't have that texture. ”

Yang Fan smiled: "Do you know the origin of this fritter?" ”

The people on the side were interested and listened one after another. Yang Fan took a bite of the fritters and said, "This fritters are also called fried juniper." Legend has it that during the Southern Song Dynasty, the treacherous minister Qin Hui killed his loyal minister Yue Fei. The people did not eat its flesh and swallowed its bones, so they kneaded it into long strips with flour and pressed it with a stick, and regarded it as Qin Hui and his wife Wang, and fried it in an oil pot. The people of Lin'an were sad and angry, so they ate 'fried juniper' to express their hatred for the treacherous minister Qin Hui, and this fritter has been passed down to this day. ”

Yang Fan divided the fritters in half with his hands as he spoke, and said with a smile: "As for me eating like this, I feel that the oil pot alone is not enough to vent my hatred, and I have to soak it in the pig cage." ”

Most of the people on the dim sum stalls have a bit of a solid background, otherwise in this famine era, how can they eat with www.biquge.info heart. "Little brother, this General Yue Fei has also heard of us ordinary people, since you know so much, how about telling me?"

Yang Fan said: "Do you really want to hear it?" ”

"Yes!" This free storyteller who doesn't want to listen. More than a dozen people at the dim sum stand turned their heads. Most of the ordinary people don't have a hobby, and this listening story is not costly, and it doesn't need to use your brain, so it is naturally very popular.

"Okay, then Xiaosheng will talk about the last paragraph, it's not good, please don't be surprised." Yang Fan took a sip of soy milk and began his first career as a history undergraduate plus the university's best speaker.

The owner of the dim sum stall on the side flatteringly added another spoonful of soy milk to Yang Fan's bowl. This small stall hawker, where can afford to hire a storyteller, and only some big restaurants and theaters can afford to invite.

"It is said that in the last years of the Northern Song Dynasty, the Jin soldiers went south and Kaifeng fell...... Yang Fan talked from the end of the Northern Song Dynasty to the Northern Expedition of Yue Fei in the Southern Song Dynasty and recovered the lost territory. When they heard that the Jin soldiers were going south and Kaifeng was lost, the people present were silent, as if they were driven by Yang Fan's affection. During this period, some people even scolded the Northern Song Dynasty for being a wreck, and the country could not hold it.

When he heard that the dynasty regime was in the south of the Yangtze River and greedy for glory and wealth, he was even more angry and scolded Song Gaozong for not being a thing. My father and mother are still suffering in the north, but he is good and reciting poetry in Lin'an Lake.

More and more people gathered at the stalls, and they couldn't sit down. Some people stood by the stalls, standing and listening to Yang Fan's storytelling.

"General Yue couldn't bear to let the people of the Northern Song Dynasty fall into the lost land and suffer. Lead the Yuejia army north to the Central Plains, hoping to recover the mountains and rivers and set the Central Plains in the north! ”

"Good! General Yue, this is good! ”

There are no longer a dozen people listening to books, and the stalls are surrounded by water. A group of people were all gathered next to them, their eyes staring directly at Yang Fan. He picked up the soy milk on the table, took a sip, and thought that if he came to predict what would happen at this time, please listen to the next decomposition, whether he would be blocked by this group of people in the dim sum stall, so he cleared his throat and continued: "There is a saying in the Jin Army, called 'Shaking the mountain is easy, shaking the Yue family's army is difficult', General Yue is strict in governing the army, and everywhere he goes, the people bring pots and cooks to eat, and they are all welcomed. But what about the Yue family? The army was strictly governed to the point of 'freezing to death without demolishing houses, starving to death without plundering', and several northern expeditions to recover the lost land and return our rivers and mountains. Defeat the Jin army and wave your army north. ”

"Good!"

"Good!"

The applause kept coming, and the owner of the dim sum stall was so happy that he couldn't close his mouth, and several buckets of soy milk were sold without a drop left. also moved a stool and sat in front of the stall to listen to Yang Fan's story.

"But...... Just when the Central Plains of Beiding was imminent, the Jin army had been defeated and retreated to Zhuxian Town, and the soldiers of our Great Song Dynasty had advanced into Zhuxian Town under the welcome of the people in the occupied area. May His Majesty edict and order the class teacher. One night, General Yue Fei received twelve gold medals and ordered General Yue to return to the court. ”

The hundred people who were still applauding just now were stunned for a moment, the Jin army was defeated and retreated, and the soldiers of the Great Song Dynasty did not take advantage of the victory to pursue, what is the reason for the class to return to the dynasty?

The people who had already taken on the role were surprised: "Why? Why do you want to go back to the court, why don't you kill him and leave no piece of armor? ”

In the end, the Yue family army had to return to the dynasty, and the emperor's order could not be violated. The Jin army did not spend a single soldier and re-entered Zhuxian Town. General Yue looked at the lost territory that had just been regained and fell again, and the old tears were ruffled, shouting, 'Ten years of power will be destroyed in one fell swoop'. In the midst of the crying and shaking, Yue's army had to return to the court. ”

"Qin Hui is really a traitor!"

"It's a bastard!"

After that, the Northern Loyal and Righteous Army was lonely, and Wushu returned to Kaifeng, reorganized the army, and captured the Henan region recovered by the Song army. Yue Fei learned the bad news on the way to the class, and couldn't help but look up to the sky and sigh: "All the counties you have gained, once they are all closed!" It is difficult to prosper! The world of Qiankun has no reason to recover! The more Yang Fan spoke, the more excited he became, and he was even close to a piece of shock.

When he looked up and saw hundreds of people staring at him, their eyes red, even he was stunned. Even the younger child cried out loud, lying in his mother's arms, and sobbed: "Big badass, big baddy." Then he took a bite of the fritters and said, "I'm going to eat this big villain!" ”

"In the end, the traitorous minister Qin Hui executed General Yue Fei and the main figures of the Yue family army on a 'trumped-up' charge. At this moment, the Southern Song Dynasty gradually went to extinction. This so-called success is also Yue Fei, and defeat is also Yue Fei. The Southern Song Dynasty was glorious because of a Yue Fei, but it also perished because of his disappearance. ”

Yang Fan finished talking about this historical ending, and he felt a lot of emotion in his heart. Seeing that there were more people gathered around, a sense of resentment in his chest was uncomfortable, and when he saw that there was an empty bowl on the table, he fell to the ground angrily, waking up all the people who were still intoxicated by the story, and said: "History is strikingly similar. As you see, Houjin went south and wanted to take away my Daming country. Liaodi fell, and Shuntianfu was in danger. However, now that the foreign enemy is present, the Ming Dynasty is in danger, and our Ming Dynasty is still fighting in the nest. The peasants in the northwest rose up, the Southern Song Dynasty was foolish, the fool was in the authorities, and now, the foolishness of the Ming Dynasty was foolish in the government and the opposition, and the foolishness was in the people! If the trouble of Houjin is not removed, the Ming Dynasty will die! ”

At this point, everyone was shocked and couldn't calm down for a long time. Yes, just now the Southern Song Dynasty authorities did not know how to be loyal and traitorous, and killed virtuous people, so why didn't they think about their own situation.

Yang Fan's words are like a slap in the face, the riots in the northwest have gradually risen, but now the morale of the Ming generals is low, if they don't revive the military prestige, how can they have the power to cut gold. This first step, Yang Fan has been planning for many days, that is, to use the mouth of the people to calm down the rebellion in the northwest a little, so as to revive the morale of the Ming soldiers.

Yang Fan still felt unsatisfied, so he said: "Everyone, just imagine, my Ming Dynasty is now declining in national strength, and natural disasters have been occurring for many years. ”

After listening to Yang Fan's words, those who couldn't turn their brains seemed to be clear, yes, if they continue to fight like this, this Ming Dynasty doesn't have to wait for Huang Taiji to attack, and we will bury our Han people with our own hands.

"Therefore, I beg you to think carefully, if we continue to fight like this, who will benefit? It's Huang Taiji's gang of Jiannu! Our soldiers of the Ming Dynasty went to suppress our own people, but in exchange for the success of the villain's conspiracy in Shengjing City. Are you not grieved? Shouldn't the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty be sad? All of you here, I implore you to take up your courage and your reason, and go and advise those who are in charge, to reassure the people, and stop countering violence with violence! ”

I have to say that Yang Fan's speech, one sentence after another, is still so agitatory. Coupled with the foreshadowing of the story of the Southern Song Dynasty in front of him, it made the crowd excited, and now there are many people clasping their fists with both hands, smashing bowls to make momentum, and roaring: "Calm the people's hearts and calm down the civil strife!" ”

Syllable!

Syllable!

Syllable!

Bowls fell one after another. The shouts grew louder and louder, like a loud trumpet in the spring. The triumphant song of setting sail was sounded.

"Pacify the people and quell civil strife!" Under the leadership of Yang Fan, a mighty demonstration brigade stretched out on Dongmen Street like a long dragon.

The procession, which numbered hundreds of people, soon grew wider and longer, and the people rushed to inform them. The people of the Ming Dynasty are not ignorant, and by analogy between the two, they understand that they have fallen into the divisive plan of Jiannu. Thus, this huge demonstration began.

Yang Fan stood at the forefront of the procession and shouted: "Folks, we are not mobs, we are not uncovering the pole uprising, we are civilized to make our own voices." So, please maintain the image of our good citizens, don't mess up the formation, don't stampede. Think of my Ming Dynasty's military might, think of the neat and uniform procession, now, imagine what they look like, we are a disciplined, organized procession! ”

Having experienced the undesirable phenomena of smashing, looting, and burning that occurred during demonstrations in the 21st century, Yang Fan naturally would not let a parade end into a farce. He held an iron microphone and shouted from time to time, pay attention to our su zhì, pay attention to our military might. Even he himself led the people to shout the slogan of one-two-one and substituted himself into the role.

Yang Da's level of flickering is really not bad, and the procession that was still in a commotion at first immediately became neatly aligned.

"One-two-one." Yang Fan's right fist was raised.

The villagers behind him raised their fists and shouted in unison: "Calm the people's hearts and calm the civil strife!" ”

"One-two-one!" Yang Fan felt that his throat was hot, he finally understood what the power of the masses was, at this moment, even if his voice was hoarse to dry and astringent, every shout he made was refreshing from the heart. Because he understands that, as a certain Master Lu said, in order to save the country, the first thing to save is the people, and to heal people, you must first start with spiritual healing. If the people have no national righteousness, and it doesn't matter who is the emperor, then what hope does the Han nation have? What hope is there for this stormy Ming Dynasty?