Although Zhang Kejian and others are the second generation, they are not the kind of gentlemen who do not learn and have no skills.

Don't look at the group they coaxed when facing Jinyiwei, in fact, all of them have martial arts.

Born in a family like theirs, he has enjoyed the best family education since he was a child, and piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, horseback riding and archery are all compulsory courses.

Although these guys are not as proficient in learning as those excellent talents, it is still no problem to deal with two or three ordinary people.

Coupled with the advantages of riding horses and being well nourished, these hungry or half-fed believers were no match for them.

Dozens of people and dozens of horses, just one charge, the ranks of hundreds of believers were scattered.

There were no less than fifty or sixty people beside the railway, who fell to the ground and wailed miserably with their wounds, and there were even more than a dozen people lying there, and there was no sound.

"Phew!"

Zhang Kejian stretched out his hand and pulled the war horse, looked at the believers whose blood had receded, and sneered at the frightened believers.

"If you are rebellious, don't surrender quickly, or you will be killed!"

"Surrender quickly, or I'll kill you all!"

The second generation, who experienced the battlefield charge for the first time, not only were not frightened by death and blood, but excitedly waved the blood-stained weapons in their hands, eager to try and plan to rush again.

The men of the Han family have never been afraid of war.

As the second generation of elite training, from the moment they became adults, they were ready to fight for the country.

It's just that they are much better than them, and their parents are reluctant, so they can only stay in Beijing and wait for death, or go to the yamen to find an idle job and finish their lives.

"Mother Buddha, please also make a gong and kill all these inviting lackeys!"

When Liu Jun saw his subordinates, there was already fear in his eyes, and he looked at Tang Sai'er, who had just commanded everyone to fight without making a move, hoping that the other party could really use mana as in the legend.

Tang Sai'er nodded expressionlessly, but she was a little embarrassed in her heart.

Although her mana is boundless, she knows very well in her heart that she doesn't know any spells at all, and it's all her own foolish nonsense.

Now that she has encountered something, if she doesn't use spells, it is estimated that her prestige among believers will be greatly weakened, which will affect her dominance.

"Haha, this little girl's skin can also spell, I'm so scared!"

"Tut-tut, don't say I haven't seen it yet, it turns out to be a little girl's skin, and she can also spell, I don't know what kind of spell it is, whether the spell on the bed will be!"

"Hahaha, if you get her back and try it, you'll know."

"Come on, the country woman has very rough skin, I'm afraid I'll get my hands!"

Hearing the shouts of these anti-thieves, the second generation laughed, whistled at Tang Sai'er, who was surrounded by everyone, and ridiculed.

With such foul language, Tang Sai'er's face turned red when she heard it, and she wanted to cut those cheap guys into several pieces, but in the end, she was determined in her heart and forcibly pulled her.

"Bastards dare to humiliate Mother Buddha and kill them!"

Tang Sai'er couldn't help it, but Liu Jun, who was a follower, saw that the person in his heart was humiliated by the other party, and he suddenly became angry, brandished a firewood knife and roared, and led people to rush up again.

Although the believers were a little afraid, the leaders gave the order and rushed out, so they had to keep up. ….

"Kill!"

Zhang Kejian, who is not in shape on weekdays, saw the enemy rushing up again, and waved the pistol in his hand and drank coldly.

"Kill!"

The second generation behind him retracted the smile on their faces, burst into cheers with serious expressions, brandished their blood-stained swords, and rushed forward again on their horses.

The two parties collided again, and the weapons made of fine iron in the hands of the second generation collided with the agricultural tools of the believers, making a ping-pong sound.

From time to time, people on both sides who had been slashed by swords fell to the ground screaming, trampled and wailed by the hooves and feet of horses.

"Bang bang bang!"

Three gunshots rang out in a row, rushing towards Zhang Kejian, and the two were knocked to the ground.

This gun was secretly given to him by his sister, there were not many bullets, only about a dozen, and Zhang Kejian did not dare to shoot indiscriminately, for fear that when the ammunition ran out, he would not have the ability to fight.

Although he has also practiced martial arts, he is just playing tricks, not to mention comparing with real professional soldiers, and he is far worse than these second generations.

In these two rounds, he almost shrank in the crowd, relying on these friends to protect him.

"Leave these salted fish alone, go catch that female leader."

Zhang Kejian, who was commanding the battle under the protection of two friends, looked at the entire battlefield to find the female leader.

Although he doesn't know how to fight, he usually listens to a lot of dramas.

He still understands the tactics of shooting people and horses first, and capturing thieves and kings first.

Hearing Zhang Kejian's shout, the second generation roared angrily, and the believers who got rid of the entanglement, led by one of the strongest fighters in the second generation, rushed to Tang Sai'er, who was on the periphery and was also directing the battle.

"You can't continue to be entangled like this, the lackeys of the court will definitely come to support, and if you are entangled, it will be a big deal."

Tang Sai'er, who was commanding the battle on the periphery, saw that his followers were scattered by dozens of fast horses, and saw that these court lackeys wanted to come to arrest her, and gritted his teeth and had the idea of retreating in his heart.

The matter has been revealed, and the next step will definitely be the encirclement and suppression of the imperial court, if you entangle with these people again, maybe after a while, a large number of imperial soldiers and horses will come over, and you won't be able to leave when you want to.

At the same time, she made a decision in her heart, and the original plan to start in February next year was decided to officially launch it in these two days.

"Poof!"

Tang Sai'er rolled his eyes, gritted his teeth and bit through the blood bag hidden in his mouth, spurting out a mouthful of blood.

"Mother Buddha, what's wrong with you!"

A few believers who were protecting Tang Sai'er's side, when they saw Tang Sai'er, who was originally fine, suddenly spurted blood, and they were already nervous and asked again and again.

Tang Sai'er waved his hand and said with a weak face.

"That demon is nearby, just now when the Buddha Mother was about to perform exercises to exterminate these demon lackeys, she attacked the Buddha Mother."

"Now that the Buddha's mother is seriously injured, she is not the opponent of the demon, so everyone will withdraw first, and when the Buddha's mother recovers, then set up an altar to fight him."

"What, that demon is around, and he even attacked his parents!"

When several believers heard this, they were furious and wanted to go to find the demon and avenge their Buddha mother.

"You are not his opponents, don't give your life, go quickly!"

Seeing that he had successfully fooled these believers, Tang Sai'er breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, pretended to care about the believers, and shouted for everyone to leave quickly. ….

Everyone present was convinced, and hurriedly escorted Tang Sai'er away, and at the same time did not forget to greet the partners who were fighting with Zhang Kejian and others, and left together.

"Bastard!"

Seeing that the female leader was about to run, Zhang Kejian scolded in a low voice, raised the gun in his hand, and shot all the remaining ammunition in the gun at Tang Sai'er and the others who were about to run away.

I don't know if Zhang Kejian is unlucky or lucky, of the three remaining bullets in the gun, two of them missed, and the last bullet hit Tang Sai'er's back.

With the support of several believers, he left Tang Sai'er, and with a muffled snort, his body stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

This time it was really hurt.

"Mother Buddha!"

Liu Jun, who was also retreating, but had been staring at Tang Sai'er, saw that the person in his heart was injured, roared angrily, and his blood suddenly came up, and he turned around desperately to find Zhang Kejian, who had hurt Tang Sai'er.

The traitors scattered in all directions at once, and the second generation didn't know who to chase first for a while.

At this time, it was already dark, and there was dry grass all around, and the female leader had already been taken away and disappeared, and they couldn't catch up even if they wanted to.

Zhang Kejian, as the temporary head, wanted to give the order to chase him, but when he thought of the allusion of the poor Kou Mo chasing in the opera, he saw Liu Jun rushing towards him again, and said loudly like a general in the opera.

"Poor Kou Mo chase, catch that guy,

He's a leader, don't kill him!"

A few minutes later, more than a dozen people, including Liu Jun, who had his leg broken, were surrounded by the horses of the second generation.

Zhang Kejian jumped off the horse with the two men, reloading the pistol as he went.

Coming to Liu Jun, who couldn't stand steadily, under his hateful eyes, Zhang Kejian raised his foot and kicked it.

"Bang!"

Liu Jun fell to the ground with a muffled snort, Zhang Kejian stepped forward, stepped on his head with his foot, and asked coldly.

"Tell me where your base camp is, and who is your leader? How many centaurs are there? Otherwise, die!"

"Phew!"

Liu Jun, who was trampled on his head, rolled his eyes up hard, glared at Zhang Kejian hatefully, spat disdainfully, and then laughed, closed his eyes and made a death gesture.

"Yo, it's tough!"

Seeing that this guy looked like he was sworn to die, Zhang Kejian sneered, raised his foot and continued to kick down.

"Captain Zhang, the emperor's car is about to arrive, where are you, why don't you come to the platform yet, prepare to greet the emperor!"

As soon as Zhang Kejian's feet were raised, the walkie-talkie in his neck pocket sounded the voice of the stationmaster of Jinan Station.

"Hahaha, Lao Liu, I made a fortune, just now I took my brothers to defeat a group of anti-thieves, and I also caught a small leader."

Stationmaster Liu, who was on the other side of the walkie-talkie, was stunned when he heard this.

Anti-thief,, something is wrong.

"Anti-thief, White Lotus Sect?"

Zhu Zhangui, who was patrolling on the train, was stunned for a long time when he heard the report of the stationmaster of Jinan Station.

This sect, he had heard of more than once in his previous life, and in his cognition, he had always been an anti-thief professional.

Of course, there was a lofty name in later generations, the Peasant Rebels.

Among them, he was most impressed by the White Lotus Sect in Wong Fei Hung's movie. ….

From the perspective of ordinary people, if it is not impossible to live, who will rebel, the White Lotus Sect can provide spiritual beliefs, but also help the common people eradicate evil, it is a very good force.

But from the perspective of the imperial court, this sect is the existence of a disaster.

Lao Zhu was also one of them back then, but it seemed to be called Mingjiao at that time.

Lao Zhu was also a fanatical believer in it at the beginning, and he believed in those gods, Buddhas, and Buddhas, but with the increase in status, and finally became the emperor, he no longer had the original feelings for this sect, but was deeply disgusted, or deeply jealous.

After the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, Lao Zhu directly classified this sect as a crooked cult.

Lao Zhu came out of it, and he deeply understood this sect's ability to demagogue and incite people's hearts.

If the person in charge is really dedicated to the good of the people, then it is a very good organization.

But if it is mastered by someone with a heart, it will be a great scourge, a scourge that shakes the foundation of the empire.

"Looks like I remember that!"

Looking at the receding night scene outside the window, Zhu Zhangui frowned, recalling his memory.

In the history of the Ming Dynasty that he knows, it seems that there has indeed been such a sect rebellion in recent years, but this history, the history of the Ming Dynasty is only a passing pass, and there are not many records.

Although it was only a passing pass, it was full of blood and carnage.

Important officials in Shandong were almost replaced, and those who were replaced were either beheaded or exiled.

Liu Sheng, who went to suppress the thieves, lost the battle, and although he won the battle later, he was imprisoned because of a mistake.

Liu Zhong, the commander of the capital, died in this battle and became the first high-ranking general of the Yongle Dynasty to be killed by the peasant rebels.

This incident made the old man, who thought that the world was too safe and healthy under his management, lose face fiercely.

It is said that after the defeat of the uprising leader Tang Sai'er, he disappeared without a trace, so that the old man had nowhere to start a fire.

Later, someone played it, saying that Tang Sai'er cut his hair and hid in Taoist temples and temples.

The old man, who had a fire in his heart, directly believed in the Guangfa Holy Decree and arrested all the nuns and Taoist aunts in Shandong, and the number is said to be as high as tens of thousands.

Thinking about the history he didn't remember much, Zhu Zhangui picked up the walkie-talkie, said a word to Jinan Station, and strode into the old man's carriage.

After a day of driving in the middle of the night, the excitement of everyone at the beginning had already dropped, and there were not as many words as they had at the beginning, only a few words of conversation occasionally.

At this time, some boring old men were playing chess with Zhu Quan, King of Ning.

However, looking at his frowning brows and the triumphant appearance of King Ning on the other side, this chess game may not be as easy as he imagined.

"Little cub, you came just in time, your seventeenth grandfather's chess skills are a little good, come and help me see how to break this game!"

The old man, who was worried about the next move, saw Zhu Zhangui walk in, his eyes lit up and he hurriedly beckoned, asking Zhu Zhangui to deal with the old slippery head of King Ning.

Zhu Zhangui stepped forward quickly, walked to the old man's side and did not look at the chessboard, but whispered in his ear.

"The railroad security found traces of the White Lotus Sect, those guys are sabotaging the railway, the railroad security fought with them, killed a group of traitors, and arrested some." ….

"It's just that there are few people on the security side, and the thieves have already fled when they see that they are invincible, and they should also include the leader of the White Lotus Sect!"

The old man, who was still smiling on his face, gradually disappeared after listening to what Zhu Zhangui said.

Several cabinet ministers who were playing chess around, reading books, and eating snacks noticed that something was wrong with the old man's expression, and they all knew in their hearts that something must have happened.

Zhu Zhangui, the imperial grandson, did not say it explicitly, it must be a major event within the royal family, so he got up and left.

Without responding to the departing person, the old man held a chess piece in his hand and fell into thought.

"Your grandfather once told us that the people of the White Lotus Sect may not be good at fighting, but there is definitely a set of demagoguery."

"Ordinary people don't understand anything, once they suffer and are wronged, and they don't know where to redress their grievances, they are easily bewitched by these people."

"Grandpa has been working hard to do what an emperor should do, although I am not as great as your grandfather, but I also feel that I have done what an emperor should do."

Stretching out his hand to put the chess pieces in a position, the old man sighed and looked a little lonely.

"Looks like I'm not doing enough!"

Zhu Zhangui looked at the lonely old man, took down the flag in his hand, and put it in the chess basket to comfort him.

"Grandpa, don't think so, in fact, you have surpassed most emperors, and you have done well enough."

Looking at the dark night outside the window and listening to his grandson's comfort, the old man smiled.

"There is no perfect emperor, no matter how good a person is, it is impossible to take care of all aspects."

"We can't avoid mistakes, the rebellion of the common people must be that our court is not good enough, we can't deny it, we must know our mistakes and change them."

Reaching out and patting Zhu Zhangui's hand, the old man said seriously: "Little cub, you have to remember that compared to the common people in the world, the face of the court and the emperor is nothing."

"As long as the common people in the world live well, there are no grievances and disasters, it doesn't matter if the court and the emperor have no face at all."

With some emotion, the old man groaned.

"You are also familiar with the land of Shandong, and the people there have a good impression of you, so I will leave this matter to you to deal with."

"I give you the right to be fully responsible, all the soldiers and horses in Shandong are at your disposal, and all officials are subject to your command and orders."

Zhu Zhangui did not hesitate and nodded directly.

In fact, the old man didn't say it, he was also ready to deal with this matter personally.

"What are you going to do with it when you get there?"

The old man, who bowed his head and began to write the holy decree, asked Zhu Zhangui how he planned to unfold it after he arrived in Shandong.

Zhu Zhangui slightly

Shen replied.

"There are only two possibilities for the local people to rebel. The first is the local government, which is unkind to the officials, ***."

"Second, it is natural and man-made disasters, the people have no food and clothing, and they can't survive, so they can only grit their teeth and fight."

The old man nodded slightly in approval.

When his father joined the rebel army, didn't he starve and couldn't live?

If the family had been well fed and clothed at the beginning, maybe the old Zhu family would still be farming in their hometown. ….

"At this time, people's hearts are the easiest to fluctuate, how can the common people understand the laws of the country, they just need justice and food to live."

"And the people are still very urgent, they can't wait, the court is investigating and interrogating step by step, so they can only cut through the chaos quickly."

"I plan the first step, with the fastest speed, preferably within three days, to find out the cause of the incident, if there is a problem with the official, then arrest the official, kill the person who should be killed, and punish the person who should be punished!"

"And it is also a public trial mode, so that the common people can see with their own eyes and hear with their own ears the fate of these officials and officials who bully them, so as to alleviate their disappointment with the court and resentment against the yamen."

"Subsequently, I personally apologized to the wronged families and people, on behalf of the imperial court and the royal family, and made compensation, striving to appease the people of Shandong as soon as possible and restore order."

The corner of the old man's mouth showed a smile, what he just said, this kid listened to it, and he was also not as reckless as before, and knew that it was time to consider the royal people of the court.

"If it is a local food problem, I will organize the victims in various places as soon as possible and use the method of work-for-relief, so that the people can not only think about anything in their busy schedules, but also let them have enough to eat."

"At the same time, arrest the leaders of the White Lotus Sect or important disciples, and completely extinguish the flames of rebellion."

The old man nodded approvingly again, picked up the jade seal next to him, stamped it on the order written in his hand, and asked while waiting for the ink to dry.

"What would you do if the rebellion had already begun before you arrived?"

Zhu Zhangui was silent for a while, and a coldness appeared between his eyebrows.

"The treatment of thieves and ordinary people is naturally different, they are adults who can think for themselves, and before doing something, they can discern the consequences in their hearts."

"My grandson has said more than once that when you come to this world as a human being, if you do something wrong, you must admit that the path you have chosen, even if it is wrong, you must finish it on your knees."

"Before the rebellion, the imperial court could treat the things they planned as non-existent and continue to treat them as ordinary people, but once the anti-flag is raised, it is a thief."

"In the face of the thief, the grandson's idea is to kill without mercy."

"We want to draw a red line with this and tell the people of the world that if you don't eat or drink when you encounter a grievance, you can make trouble with the court, or you can complain, but you must not rebel, and the rebel will die!"

"The road is chosen by yourself, since you have chosen to stand on the opposite side of the court, you must be prepared to accept the consequences of all failures."

Folded the written content and handed it to Zhu Zhangui, the old man looked at Zhu Zhangui and asked seriously.

"That's at least tens of thousands, and they're all from ordinary people, so you're sure you're going to kill them."

took the things written by the old man, Zhu Zhangui didn't read it, and directly took it into his arms.

"The psychology of the rebels is nothing more than two kinds, first, to overthrow the court and take charge of their own affairs. However, since ancient times, there have been a few people who have succeeded in rebelling, Chen Sheng, Wu Guang, Zhang Jiao and others, who have not ended up in life and death."

"The only grandfather who is from the bottom of the people, in fact, relied on the strength of my grandmother's father-in-law to rise, otherwise my grandfather, no matter how eloquent and strategic, would not have achieved so much." ….

"The second kind of psychology is to make a fuss and force the court to comply. If those in power are soft-hearted or scruples. I feel that the rebels at the bottom are all the people, so I choose to get rid of only the first evil and let go of the minions below, which will leave a thought in the hearts of the later rebels that the law does not blame the people."

"In this way, wait for those who have a heart in the future

If they are agitated again, or if they can't get by a little bit, they will join the rebel organization again to fight against the imperial court, and then force the imperial court to compromise again and choose to recruit them."

"After all, this kind of thing, if they succeed in becoming a superior person, and if they fail as a low-level common people, they will have the attitude of victims, so that the court has to let them go."

"In this way, if you succeed and become a human being, if you fail, as long as you don't die in the war, you can still save a small life, and if you change it, I will also fight."

"Grandpa, man is a very cheap animal, forbearance and tolerance are not necessarily exchanged for gratitude, only bloody death and killing can deter those who come after."

"If I choose to let go of those rebellious minions, there will be a little twist and turn again in the future, and more people will join them."

"In order for future generations not to worry about this matter in the future, or to reduce some rebels, I can only draw a red line here."

"Let the people of the world and all careerists have a clear understanding in their hearts, no matter what the reason or what the matter, the rebel will die, and there is no negotiation."

After listening to Zhu Zhangui's words, the old man looked at his grandson deeply.

"Have you ever thought that if you do this, you will be saddled with countless infamy in the future, and future generations will give you the reputation of a tyrant and a murderer?"

"He even compared you to the king of Shang, and became an example for later emperors to educate their descendants."

Zhu Zhangui smiled freely, looked at the old man and said seriously.

"Ci is not in charge of the army, Ren is not in power, you will hand over the empire to your grandson in the future, and your grandson, as the helmsman of the future empire, will have to think about the fate of the entire empire and future generations."

"The decision made today, the grandson doesn't know what the future generations will say, and the grandson doesn't care if it's good or bad."

"The emperor is ruthless and merciful, and in the face of the people who have been wronged and suffered, Sun Er will use all his strength to protect them."

"And tell them that my old Zhu family will always be the biggest backer of the people, as long as they believe in our old Zhu family one day, our old Zhu family will do their best to do what they need to do."

"But for those unstable factors, even the disaster will be expanded, implicating more innocent people in it, and the grandson would rather bear the infamy of eternity than strangle it in the cradle."

Looking at his grandson, who looked serious and was willing to sacrifice everything for the sake of Daming's future, the old man reached out and hugged him into his arms in distress, and gently patted Zhu Zhangui on the back.

"Go child, grandpa is old, this world will be handed over to you sooner or later, as long as you can make the people of the Ming Dynasty strong and prosperous have enough food and clothing, and not be wronged and harassed by foreigners, do what you think."

Zhu Zhangui nodded, saluted the old man, turned around and walked out of the carriage, preparing to go down at Zhang Kejian's.

Looking at the back of the person who walked out of the door, the old man sat on the chair in a silent daze.

"Dad, have you seen it, there is a unicorn in our family, this little cub will definitely be a good emperor in the future, stronger than me or even stronger than your old age."

"Such a good boy, my son can't let him have a bad reputation like this, my son's children and grandchildren are all good people, I can't bear this notoriety, my old man is a rebellious thief, his reputation has long been bad, let me bear this crime!"

PS: I saw an idea put forward by a brother a few days ago, and I think it's very good, that is, to write an extra story when the old man dies.

And this is when the old man arrives in the underworld and shows off his exploits and his grandson to Lao Zhu and others.

Of course, I'm not sure if I write it or not, so let's see if there is such time.

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Xun Yan