Chapter Forty-Eight: To Each His Own Mind

Meng Jiucheng smiled, and Han Changsheng replied very interestingly, but this was exactly what he thought in his heart. Whether it is a revolution or a rebellion, to involve the common people, we need simpler slogans, more understandable calls, and more affordable benefits.

"Tell me, what kind of life do you want your family to have when you join the Red Turban Army?" Meng Jiucheng made a gesture and explained: "Say that you can do it yourself, what kind of future do you hope you will have in the future?" ”

Han Changsheng thought about it for a while, and said uncertainly: "There is food, clothing, land, housing, not being bullied, and ......"

Worrying about the country and the people is the idea of a scholar, and the most personal request of the common people is whether it is a problem to be solved by rebellion? Did the Red Jacket Army not think of this, so that it would have no foundation, and either become a rogue who relied on looting, or took refuge in the unreliable Southern Song Dynasty to solve the problem of money and food?

Meng Jiucheng thought deeply, and didn't speak for a while.

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In Crossroads Town, the sun has just risen.

The sparse crowd gathered at the intersection, and except for a few people carrying firewood in the center of the street, there was no other business to be seen. People walked around the streets to see if there was nothing to do, some crouched at the base of the wall and chatted, and some wandered elsewhere.

Several gongs rang out from the streets, shaking the hearts of the streets.

"Listen, everyone, Lord Zhou has come down to notice, come and see!" A thin man walked down the street, shouting as he banged a gong.

A cripple man in his twenties, carrying a paste bucket in one hand and a roll of white paper in the other, came to the middle of the street and pasted the white paper on the gray wall that had been peeled.

The crowd gathered around and looked up at the wall, and one of the lips moved and whispered.

"Sir, please speak louder and read it to everyone." A farmer in his forties said loudly.

The man nodded, raising his voice slightly, and the illiterate people around him listened.

"Alas, it's a tax hike again." A man who sold firewood sighed, "I can't even sell this load of firewood for tax money!" So saying, he picked up his burden, and was about to depart.

"It's not going to be good!" The thin man glanced at the firewood seller with disdain, "Isn't there a recruitment notice here?" As a soldier, you can eat food, and you can get money, which is not a hundred sets better than your firewood. ”

The firewood man smiled bitterly and shook his head again and again.

"I heard that Du Qi's gang of bandits were all wiped out."

"That gang of robbers and robbers, robbing homes and houses, doing all kinds of evil, deserve it."

"I heard that it was the leader of the Taoist priest, so I asked the heavenly thunder god to help in the battle. In order to fight the bandits, the people of the villages also risked their lives to do it. ”

"Daoist Han, I really can't imagine it."

"What kind of world, the monks are forced to ......"

The chatter gradually dissipated, the news had been intermittently spread, and the town of Crossroads was also on alert, and on Wednesday Gui continued to recruit troops and horses, and raised taxes for military purposes.

In the courtyard of the Zhou family, on the short road from the door to the hall, there were dozens of soldiers guarding them, and they stood in the shadows of the corners of the house and under the trees, like Weng Zhong in front of the mausoleum. Occasionally speaking, it is also whispering, for fear of alarming something.

Zhou Zhougui, the ruler of this compound and even dozens of villages and towns, was sitting on a mahogany chair next to the Eight Immortals Table in the middle of the hall, with his left hand on his knee and his right hand holding the covered bowl on the table, the tea in the bowl was already cold, but he didn't take a sip.

There were six or seven people sitting below, who had just been talking and shouting loudly, and the tables, chairs, and benches were pulled up with a loud noise, and the sound shook the roof. Now it's time to make up your mind, so you have to stop and stare at each other wide-eyed.

After a long time, someone finally spoke. However, he avoided talking about the important matters at hand, and raised a series of issues such as food and equipment. Some people followed up with a lot of difficulties. Later, they talked about some things that conflicted with each other's interests, and they were noisy and scolding, and the atmosphere became lively again.

Wednesday Gui slapped the table heavily, and when everyone quieted down, he slowly stood up, paced a few steps heavily, and then stood down again, inadvertently stroking the bowl. Yahuan, who had been waiting at the door of the hall, walked in lightly, gently placed the new tea in the gold lacquer tray on the table, and stood with her hands down, waiting for his orders. Zhou Gui didn't say anything, just tilted his head slightly, Yahuan put away the herbal tea, and quietly retreated.

Zhou Gui is a smart person, but he is also a little smart, and he doesn't have any ambitions to prosper the king. In this period of war, he put the preservation of his family property in the first place, and as for the national righteousness, he did not understand and did not want to understand.

People with net worth are estimated to have this kind of mentality, no matter what kind of red jacket army he is, what kind of golden army he is, and who is powerful and leans towards whom, this is called knowing current affairs. Of course, in this chaotic situation, it would be better if you could be promoted and make a fortune.

finally sent away Du Qi's gang of plague gods, but some red turban army suddenly appeared, defeated Du Qi to the annihilation, and controlled more than a dozen villages in a row, approaching Crossroads Town. For this group of people and horses that suddenly rose from a small ravine, even Du Qi was destroyed, how should he deal with it?

The name of the Taoist priest, he had only heard of it a little before, and he only laughed at the stupid things he did in Lingyang Town. Now, however, it is time to re-examine this strange opponent and find out his true intentions.

If you want to fight, according to the meaning of the leaders of each family, it is naturally the Zhou family who is the leader, and they beat the side drum. As far as Wednesday Gui is concerned, he can't make a decision right away, and he has to wait for his cronies to bring back news from Lingyang Town before he can make a final decision.

Wednesday Gui paced around, a little dazed, hesitant and couldn't make up his mind. His mood was upset, and although he kept himself calm again and again in his heart, it was difficult for him to maintain his inherent state of mind.

At this time, the butler of the Zhou Mansion walked over lightly and did not speak, but nodded lightly to him.

Zhou Gui perked up, stood more steadily, quickly regained his inherent majesty, arched his hand to everyone in the hall, and said, "Everyone, wait a minute, it is convenient for Zhou to change clothes." ”

"Lord Zhou, please!" Everyone returned the salute, speculating about what had happened.

Coming to the side hall, Wednesday invited Mr. Huang, a think tank, to sit down, and briefly described the situation of the discussion just now, with mockery and contempt on his face, "Those few families are very beautiful, saying that the Zhou family has many generals, and the Red Turban Army is just a rabble of ordinary people, and the mantis arm is a car, and it is vulnerable." In short, they mean that we should take the lead, and they will do their best to help. ”

Wednesday Gui Teng stood up, walked quickly to the window, frowned and pondered. After a while, he turned around suddenly, like a rooster about to fight, and scolded: "It's all bastards." wanted my Zhou family to fight with their opponents, and it was only after losing that they got their wishes. Wishful thinking is a good one, but I'm not a fool. "Announcement: This site recommends a free APP, say goodbye to all ads. Please pay attention to the WeChat public account to enter the download and installation: appxsyd (press and hold for three seconds to copy)

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