Volume 1 How Can There Be a Human Path in Troubled Times Preface Visitors after a thousand years

1279 AD.

In the second year of Emperor Song Xiangxing, Kublai Khan to the sixteenth year of the Yuan Dynasty, Song Zhang Hongfan destroyed Song in Yashan, Lu Xiufu took the emperor and threw himself into the sea, and the harem and the ministers, the army and the people were mostly from the dead. On the seventh day, more than 100,000 floating corpses went to sea.

Wen Tianxiang, who was imprisoned in Dadu, would rather die than bend and calmly take justice. After his death, a poem was found in his belt, which was for "The Inscription of the Belt of Clothes": "Kong said to be benevolent, and Meng said to take righteousness." Only its righteousness is exhausted, so benevolence is the best. What do you learn when you read the books of the sages? Now and then, Shu is almost worthy of it. ”

Song extinguished Yuanxing, and decades later, the Yuan family passed to the late emperor Huizong, also known as Emperor Shun.

In a family on the banks of the Yellow River, a child who had been ill for a long time woke up from a coma. Ignoring the joy of the people in the room, he looked at them one by one with wide eyes in disbelief. Every face, familiar and unfamiliar. There were two different memories, mingling in his mind. One from the republic after a thousand years, and one from the essence of this body.

In the classroom, where the windows are bright and clear, the teacher talks endlessly. In the thatched hut, the private school gentleman with his hands on his back shook his head and recited poetry. In the bright night, singing and dancing are leveling. The moon is dark and the wind is high, and the smiling tartars enter the village. Uncle Liu at the head of the village died of starvation last winter. Sister Xiaocui in the next village was snatched away by the county town last month and became the thirteenth concubine. A teenager, riding a lamb and wielding a wooden knife: "Kill, kill, kill!" ”

He clenched his fists tightly, not knowing whether it was the fear of new memories or the fear of being cut off from the old familiar environment. He was sweating profusely, like waking up from a nightmare, and then falling into a nightmare. The people in the room, panicked, called the doctor one after another, and a pair of rough hands gently patted him, stroked him, and comforted him.

The moment the body touches, the memory of the body takes over.

The middle-aged man with an anxious look on his face was his father, and the strong man on the side who was fierce and sincere worried was called Deng San, and his father was a sworn brother. The young man who knelt on the side of the bed, holding his hand, staring at him blankly, and clumsily trying to wipe away the sweat for him was his small hair, and his name was Zhao Guo.

His father gave everything he could to provide for him to go to a private school. Deng San hunted wild game, brought it with great interest, and teased him to call him uncle with fragrant meat. On the day Xiaocui was snatched away, he was very sad, Zhao Guo would not comfort people, and he was like today, he accompanied him blankly, accompanied him for two days and two nights. The bits and pieces of warmth and affection appeared in his heart.

He slowly calmed down, and his gaze passed over their faces one by one, and his eyes were very different. He let go of his hand, the sweat fading away, and he heard the noise of the room, the wind and rain outside.

Outside the window, it was raining heavily. The river roars in the distance.

Emperor Yuan Shun to the fourth year, summer and May, heavy rain for more than 20 days, the Yellow River overflowed, the water depth reached two zhang Xu, along the river embankment successively north decision, next year and epidemic, the death of the people is half.

The flood also washed away the home of the sick child. The home was destroyed and there was no way to live, Deng San and the child's father and other eight brothers simply gathered hundreds of boys, took risks, rose up, and became cowards. On both sides of the Yellow River, there are many displaced people who can't survive, they are invincible, and in the past few years, they have made a great name, which is a later story, not to mention for the time being.

The flood disaster is becoming more and more serious, and more and more displaced people are leaving their homes. In the eleventh year of Zheng, in April, Meng Yuan sent 150,000 people from Bianliang and Daimyo's 13th Road, and opened the Yellow River.

In May, the head of the White Lotus Sect in the north, Han Shantong, a native of Hebei, claimed to be a descendant of the Song Dynasty, the eighth grandson of Huizong of the Song Dynasty, as the lord of China, and Liu Futong gathered Hefu, won 3,000 people, killed black cattle and white horses, swore to heaven and earth, expelled the Tartars, and took the red scarf as the number, and started the incident.

In August, the leaders of the White Lotus Sect in the south, Xu Shouhui and Zou Pusheng, also responded to Hubei with the red scarf as the number.

In August, eight people, including Sesame Li and Zhao Junyong, the White Lotus Sect of Hebei, seized the important town of Xuzhou overnight. In the morning, the banner was established to recruit people to join the army, and there were nearly 100,000 followers.

In November, Henan White Lotus disciples Wang Quan and Zhang Chun captured Dengzhou and Nanyang, called the "Northern Zo Red Army", and then occupied Tang, Song, Ru, Henan and other places.

In the twelfth year, in the first month, Meng Haima, a White Lotus disciple in Hubei, captured Xiangyang, called the "Nanzuo Red Army", and Xuankefang, Gui, Jun, Xia, and Jingmen Prefectures.

In the first month, Anhui White Lotus disciples Guo Zixing and Sun Deya gathered thousands of strong men and raised troops to set up a long distance. In the tenth month, tens of thousands of people were gained.

In the thirteenth year, in the first month, Taizhou Zhang Shicheng and his younger brother Shide, Shixin Jie Li Bosheng and other eighteen people, with salt disciples to start in western Zhejiang, in May, trapped in Gaoyou, the hub of the north and south of the Cao Yun, cut off the grain road of the capital of Mengyuan.

For a time, inside and outside the Yellow River, the red fire burned the plain. Heroes from the north and south were all excited when they heard the news, and they all revealed their shadows. Such as Huaiqing Zhouquan, Linchuan Deng Zhong, An Lu Yu Junzheng, Shaanxi Jinhua Niangzi, Jiangxi Oudaoren, Xiangyang Mangzhang, Yuezhou Pozhang, Anqing Zhao Pusheng, Flying Fox Yang Cheng, etc., successively established flags and restored the Central Plains.

The banners of the rebels everywhere are not only hundreds, but also thousands. The sea is turbulent, and the world is shaking.

Our story began in such an era.