In the early morning, the blue fields are mysterious and quiet, and you can see the swarthy Jade Mountain in the distance, standing there. With a long history, it can be called a strange peak, strange rocks, deep valleys, and clear pools, which is a good place to enjoy the natural scenery.

Yushan as "Qin and Chu of the key rush, the barrier of the three auxiliaries", has always been a place for the soldiers, the dynasties left the remains of the Jin Ge Iron Horse here, the literati and inkmen, the migrants of the guests, the expression of things, more than 300 poems, Han Yu wrote here "where is the cloud across the Qinling family, the snow hugs the blue pass and the horse does not move forward", Han Xiangzi, the immortal, is said to have cultivated here to become an immortal.

The small Dongyang River flows along the Yushan Mountain, and there is a Zhuangzi called Yunjiazhuang at the foot of the Yushan Mountain.

The Yun family has lived in Lantian for generations, and I heard that there were great officials in the Tang Dynasty. An outstanding descendant of a family was named Lantian County, and Lantian County was his family at that time.

On the side of Zhuangzi stand two old cypresses, with flaky leaves stacked on top of each other, like two large umbrellas propped up in front of the ancestral hall.

The ancestral hall is a place to worship the ancestors of the Yun family, and the Yun family will come here every Qingming Festival to worship the ancestors enshrined in it.

In the past few years, the year has been good, and the Yunjia Zhuangzi has added oil mills, brick factories, sand farms and other transactions, and the Yunjia descendants have had a good life. This year's ancestor worship ceremony is much grander than in previous years, with whole pigs, whole sheep, a fat carp two feet long, a goose with a ribbon around its neck, a chicken with its feet tied to the ground, a mountain of snacks, and countless boxes of paper ingots, bundles of incense and candles.

Early in the morning, the old lady Yun, dressed in dark clothes, came to the door of the ancestral hall. Last year, the ancestral hall was repainted, with vermilion columns, vermilion gates, and a red-faced old man.

Old lady Yun is the current patriarch of the Yun family, and every male in the clan who wants to enter the family tree after he is born has to open his swaddling clothes and see the little Ding Ding, so he will write the name of the male on the family tree, and at the same time write the name on a wooden plaque.

The child's parents will happily string a wooden plaque with a red rope and hang it around the child's neck. Until the child dies, he will not take it down for life. In the future, as long as the Yun family sees this card, they will try to help their clansmen.

Over the years, the Yun family has helped each other, and life has become more and more prosperous. The old lady of the Yun family felt that even if she went to see the ancestors and ancestors now, she would sleep peacefully.

"Dang!" "Dang!" "Dang!" Standing at the door of the ancestral hall for a while, the old lady Yun, who was immersed in happiness, suddenly heard a sound.

Turning her head, Old Lady Yun was taken aback.

Someone dared to cut down the bamboo forest on the edge of the Yun family ancestral hall, this is the ancestral hall, and not a single grass or tree can be moved. In particular, the bamboo forest has existed for an unknown number of years. It is said that the marquis from the Yun family was buried in the bamboo forest. The tomb of the marquis more than ten miles away is just a trick to bluff those native masters and touch the golden captain.

Not to mention cutting bamboo, on weekdays, anyone who dares to pee in the bamboo forest will be caught and beaten by adults.

blatantly cutting down the bamboo forest on the side of the ancestral hall, which is similar to the ancestral tomb of the planing Yun family.

"What a guts! What are you doing, stop! Don't stop yet! The old lady of the Yun family rushed over with a roar and pushed away the white-clothed man who was chopping bamboo.

"What a job! What's wrong with cutting your bamboo? You dead old man. The man in white kicked the old lady of the Kaiyun family and said angrily.

"Uighurs?" Hearing the accent of the man in white, the old lady of the Yun family immediately became alert.

He remembered the years when Zhang Xianzhong and Li Zicheng were in Guanzhong, and there were many Uighurs under their men, and these people were the most ruthless and fierce murderers, and when he heard their accents, that terrible memory was immediately remembered.

"Old lady! Old gentleman! What's wrong with you? "A few young juniors ran over, they were also participating in the ancestor worship, and when they saw the old lady being kicked to the ground, they immediately picked up their sticks and ran over.

"You guys, dare to beat Grandpa Tai, brothers, them!" Picking up the old lady on the ground, the descendants of the Yun family felt that their faces had been slapped hard.

Unexpectedly, at the door of his ancestral hall, someone beat the old lady with the longest generation. This is the mouth of the juniors of the Pumping Cloud family!

These Uighurs dressed in white did not expect the descendants of the Yun family to come up and fight. But they also followed Zhang Xianzhong to fight through a hundred battles, and they really couldn't survive in Sichuan, so they thought about going back to their hometown Gansu to continue to mess around.

Those juniors of the Yun family, where will they be the elite opponents of a hundred battles. In just a few moments, he was knocked to the ground by the Uighurs.

"Good! You wait for Lao Tzu, rely on kung fu to bully the ancestral hall of the old Yun family, and there is no one to bully our Yun family. "These young people of the Yun family, seeing that they are not opponents of others, immediately ran away with the old lady behind their backs.

"A bunch of melons! Ignore them and keep chopping. The bamboo here is good, cut more and sell bamboo poles to sell plates. Several Uighurs smiled contemptuously and continued to chop bamboo with their knives.

If they had left today, perhaps there would have been no series of big things that happened later.

"Someone cut down the bamboo in the ancestral hall and beat the old lady. Those who can breathe can go, follow me to fight the Uighurs. ”

In the early morning, the Yunjia Zhuangzi suddenly sounded such a voice. Every family immediately had men who came out with the guys, all of them were members of the Yun family, and the ancestral grave was dug up, and it was repaid.

A few Uighurs were chopping bamboo, and they were cutting hard. When I was sweating, I suddenly saw a large group of people rushing over and yelling at the guys in their hands.

"Holy shit!"

I can't solve the problem of being outnumbered, and a group of people who rushed over rushed over would fight without saying a word. When the Uighurs saw that this was not right, they immediately turned around and ran. Heroes don't eat, and these Uighurs are definitely good men.

Lantian County Ling Huang Jun had just had lunch and was about to take a nap accompanied by his concubine, while doing a little exercise that was beneficial to his body and mind. Suddenly, the drum at the entrance of the county government was beaten "dong" and "dong".

"Who the fuck is that!" When the firewood was about to enter the alley, Huang Jun couldn't wait to eat the drummer.

After a while, the little maid who ran to the front to inquire ran back: "Master! Oh no, hundreds of Uighurs came to the county yamen, and they said that they had been beaten to death by the Yushan Yun family. Now carrying the corpse, I have come to you to cry out for injustice. ”

"Uighurs of dog days!" Huang Jun scolded.

When the Uighurs followed Zhang Xianzhong to wreak havoc in Guanzhong, Huang Jun's father was beheaded by the Uighurs. The Yun family is very deferential on weekdays, and there is a lot of filial piety in those factories in Zhuangzi every year. The hatred of the country and the family came to his heart in an instant, and he only felt that the Yun family had done a good job.

Hurriedly getting dressed, Huang Jun took a group of servants and ran out.

"My lord! The people in the Yunjia Zhuangzi killed our ......! Hundreds of Uighurs dressed in white were gathered at the entrance of the county government, and one of them, an old man in a white hat, roared angrily at Huang Jun.

"Shut up! Who are you? When he saw that the official did not salute, he dared to point his finger at the official. What do you want to do? Rebellion? Oh! That's right! I remember, during the Chongzhen period, you followed Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong to rebel. How? In the new dynasty, I want to do it again.

I tell you Uighurs that the Great Marshal is fighting in the northwest, and it is you Uighurs who are fighting. Now the commander has won a hundred battles and has captured Hami. You want to rebel, huh! The handsome Liao army will crush you into powder. Huang Jun didn't have the heart to listen to them at all.

"They killed our people, the bodies are all here, you are the county commander, you have to uphold justice." The elder who took the lead glared at Huang Jun angrily.

In recent years, the waist of the Han people has hardened, because they have a handsome. Not only were the ordinary Uighurs sidelined, but even the Uighur merchants and Uighur landlords were severely squeezed by the Han Chinese. In contrast to the prosperous days of the Han Chinese, the life of the Uighurs was prosperous.

As an elder, he had thought that the county order would at least make a superficial statement to stabilize the mood of the Uighurs. Unexpectedly, this county order did not take into account the face of their Uighurs in the slightest.

"What justice is administered? You Uighurs, rebel in troubled times. The so-called national difficulties will be chaotic! If you want me to see, you Uighurs, one less will die. Get lost! Get out of here. If you gather like this and make trouble, Lao Tzu will send troops to destroy you one by one. Huang Jun shouted sharply at the Uighurs.

The finger poked directly into the elder's face, as if not doing so was not enough to show his authority.

"You're ......!" The elder was so angry that his blood was surging, and his face was flushed.

This time, I wanted to breathe a sigh of relief for my fellow Catholics and take the opportunity to redress the grievances of the Uighurs who had been ostracized. Unexpectedly, the county order was uncourteous.

"Dare to point at this official, this official sees that you really want to rebel. Come on, get this old thing. Huang Jun didn't want to see these Uighurs, but when he saw that the Uighur elders were so rude, he immediately took orders to arrest them.

Anyway, these Uighurs were not at the price, and they did not even eat pork on weekdays, which was incompatible with the Han people, and was extremely unstable. Huang Jun can't wait to beat the arrogance of these people, his grandmother's! actually dared to lead people to besiege the county government, and no matter how much he paid it back.

"You! Dog officer ......! The elder was so angry that his eyes protruded, his beard trembled, and he opened his mouth and spurted out a mouthful of old blood.

"Elder! Elder! A group of cultists gathered around and surrounded the elders to stop the tigers and wolves from arresting the elders.

"Grandma's! It's the other way around, it's the other way around. Go and ask the garrison to bring in the troops and arrest them all. When Huang Jun saw that the Uighurs dared to arrest him, he immediately shouted and asked the garrison to bring officers and soldiers to arrest them.

"The officials of the Han people are unreasonable, let's fight with them. God will protect us! One of the Uighurs shouted, and all the Uighurs screamed.

The Uighurs were all Zoroastrians, and the elders held a very high position in their hearts. Now he was so angry with the Han Chinese that he vomited blood, and the anger of all the Uighurs was ignited. In recent years, he has been excluded by the Han people and looked down upon by the Han people. There are even Han Chinese carrying pork through Uighur settlements!

Wells shared by the Han Chinese and Uighurs, who also always used to wash the pork. These were intolerable to the Uighurs, but the Han were so powerful that the Uighurs had to endure them.

"Smack!" Seeing the surging emotions of hundreds of people, the head catcher screamed in his heart. Unlike the county magistrate, he spends all day wandering the streets, and he knows that these Uighurs have a fire in their stomachs.

The county magistrate did not understand the status of the elders among the Uighurs, but he was clear and clear. Now that he saw that the Uighurs were almost going mad, he felt that things were not good. Draw out the revolver and shoot it at the sky.

The sound of gunfire calmed down the Uighurs, who were numerous, but had no guns in their hands. Although most of the catchers have knives in their hands, those few catchers have guns in their hands.

The Uighurs hurried away!

Carrying the corpse and the unconscious elder hurried away, looking to the road to the Zoroastrian temple.

"The great true God is above, and we have been ostracized and oppressed by the Han people all these years. The Han Chinese officials forcibly requisitioned our houses and used them to build those high-rise buildings. But they drove me to live in the suburbs, and they dared to demolish our temples and extinguish the sacred fire of our faith.

You say! Can we still bear it? A man named Ren Wu stepped forward and stood on a high platform and yelled at the Uighurs who were hurrying in.

"I can't bear it! The true God is on our side and kills all these sweaters. ”

"The Han people have guns, but we don't have guns." Someone said suddenly.

"The true God will be on our side."

"That's right! With the great God here, we are not afraid of anything. ”

"Now this will also starve to death, so it is better to get up and fight with them."

"Long live the true gods!" There was a burst of indignation below, and Elder Hemingtang led people to shout!

"Long live the true gods!" Everyone cheered after Hemingtang.

Fanatical believers, the sound of roaring almost lifted the roof.

"Rush into the barracks and grab the weapons first." Ren Wu shouted.

"That's right! Storm the barracks and grab the weapons first. Hemingtang followed behind.

The county commander Huang Jun felt that he had dispersed the Uighurs, but ordered the officials to strengthen the garrison of the county government. He did not inform the prefectural garrison, Wang He, who, according to his thoughts, would endure the Uighurs' anger as before.

"My lord! If the Uighurs are going to make trouble, you should inform the garrison. The head catcher chased Huang Jun to the back hall.

"How dare the Uighurs make trouble?" Huang Jun did not believe that the Uighurs, who had always been patient, dared to rebel.

"This time it's different from before, it doesn't look like a fake." The catcher said in a hurry.

"Then go and tell Wang He, just strengthen the garrison. The Uighurs dare to make trouble, how dare they do it? Hum! Huang Jun glanced at the head catcher with dissatisfaction, thinking that the head catcher was making a big fuss. But since the head catcher said, then tell Wang He.

"No! The villain is going! After getting Huang Jun's order, he turned around and left. He had already felt the wrath of the Uighurs.

"Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" "Smack!" ……！

As soon as the head catcher turned around, he heard a series of gunshots.

"Oh no, my lord, the Uighurs are attacking the barracks."

"What?"