There was some tension just now, and after a while, they all calmed down.

However, Wang Heyao could see that Zhao Guohao and Sun Jiachun did not seem to be very harmonious. Both of them serve Zheng Siming, Zhao Guohao and Li Xingzhong get along well, and Sun Jiachun seems to be a bit of a lone ranger.

"Siming, why don't there be a few boats on the Qiantang River?"

Everyone sat back on the broken boat, Wang Heyao pointed to the sparkling river in the distance, and asked puzzledly.

The flowers are blooming, but there is silence on the Qiantang River. Could it be that people have changed their land journeys?

"Heyao, Tartar's "Relocation Order", haven't you heard? ”

He glanced at Wang Heyao, who had a surprised look in his eyes, and pointed in the direction of the east.

"Yuyao is only a few dozen miles east of the sea, and there are no people for 30 to 50 miles along the coast. Fifty miles north of Yuyao is the riverside, and you can see that it is full of weeds and broken boats. The northeast is the garrison of the Hangzhou Naval Division, which is strictly guarded against pirates and the Taiwanese Zheng clan. Not far from the northwest is Linshanwei, where there are green battalion soldiers, just on the edge of the Qiantang River, and Qi Shaobao's ancestral hall is also there. It's a pity that the ancestral hall is in tatters, and I don't know if it's still there? ”

Relocation order?

Wang Heyao was stunned for a moment, and then reacted.

Isn't the relocation order the same as the relocation order? The Manchu Qing Dynasty was a harsh government, heinous, and miserable.

All coastal residents in Jiangnan, Zhejiang, Fujian, and Guangdong are to move 30~50 miles inward, and the sails are not allowed to enter the sea, and violators will be severely punished.

Wherever the border is moved, all the ships and the houses and things outside the boundary are burned, all the castles are demolished, and all those who cross the border, regardless of distance, will be immediately killed.

The people who moved to the border abandoned the land and real estate operated by their ancestors for generations, left their hometowns, fled in a hurry, lived in the wild, and died in hundreds of thousands, and nearly half of the coastal people were lost, and the people's resentment was boiling.

The people have been so harshly governed, and I don't know how many people have died? Stained with blood and tears, the thought is terrifying, it is really inhumane, cold-blooded!

A good emperor through the ages, a good Kangxi, a good Kangqian prosperous era, a good "still want to live for another 500 years"!

The anger in Wang Heyao's heart burned brightly, and the muscles on his face twisted under the gritting of his teeth.

"What kind of beast court, I can't beat the country surnamed Ye, and I take the millions of lives of the Han people as a funeral. If I can see that pock-faced dog emperor, I must cut off his dog's head! ”

Sun Jiachun blushed and scolded angrily again.

"So many Han officials, Han soldiers, destroying the people, aiding and abetting, their conscience is really eaten by dogs!"

Zheng Siming hated a sentence, and his heart was extremely depressed.

Tens of millions of Han people were arbitrarily instructed by a handful of banner people, courteous and welcome, and turned around to arbitrarily persecute the Han people, cold and cruel.

Where is the backbone of the Han people?

"Cut the Dog Emperor, do we have that ability?"

Zhao Guohao shook his head, a little dejected.

"I heard that those Eight Banners Tartars are all demons who kill people without blinking. We can't ride horses except for a little strength, how can we kill Tartars? ”

Everyone was discouraged, but Zheng Ning immediately refuted it.

"What's so great about the Tartar? That old Wang heard that he was a Tartar soldier before, and he arrested Zhang Cangshui ten years ago, and he was very ruthless. It's not that he was stabbed by Brother Yao and died! ”

Zheng Ning's words made all the teenagers silent.

Zhang Cangshui is the famous Zhang Huangyan in history, a righteous man who resisted the Qing Dynasty, was born in Yin County, Zhejiang, and is adjacent to Yuyao County, so it has a great influence in the hearts of the people of Zhejiang, especially in eastern Zhejiang.

"Mr. Cangshui has a thousand years of blood, and he sacrifices his life for righteousness in his prime. That old Wang, the lackey of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and Yao killed well, and it was enjoyable to kill! ”

Sun Jiachun's face turned red and he said it out loud.

Zhang Huangyan resisted the Qing Dynasty all his life, his wife and son died before him, and he was full of loyalty, but it was a pity that he was betrayed by his lackeys, and he died bravely in Hangzhou Bijiaofang, only 45 years old.

"It's a great country, but it's a pity to fall into the fishy flesh! If Mr. Cangshui sees that the Manchu Dynasty is still in power, and the banner people are rampant, I don't know what his heart will be? ”

Zheng Siming sighed faintly.

"Great rivers and mountains, but it's a pity to fall into the fishy flesh!"

Zhao Guohao's heart was hot, and his eyes were red.

Mountains and rivers have fallen, and there is a weak heart. Zhang Huangyan's last words contain what kind of helplessness and sadness.

China has been around for 5,000 years, and the great rivers have gone east to find out all the heroes. The heartache and dying words of those benevolent and righteous people will always make you teary-eyed and emotional.

"Kong said to be benevolent, and Meng said to take righteousness. But its righteousness is exhausted, so it is benevolent. What do you learn when you read the books of the sages? Now and then, you are almost worthy of it! ”

Li Xingzhong muttered to himself, his eyes gloomy.

Zhang Huangyan's last words made his heart move, and the whole person warmed up.

"Speaking of which, it's not that Chongzhen is incompetent, the Ming Dynasty is torn apart, the people are not happy, and the Tartars occupy the world! There are also Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, one by one, there are not enough successes, more than failures, let the Tartars pick peaches, and it is thousands of Ming people who suffer! ”

Zheng Ning suddenly spoke, his little face indignant.

It seems that she is not interested in Emperor Chongzhen.

"Xiao Ning, don't talk nonsense! Emperor Chongzhen, it's still good. ”

Zheng Siming's face turned blank and reprimanded his sister.

"Xiao Ning is right! The good country is gone, Chongzhen, the emperor, is really not good! ”

Sun Jiachun shook his head, obviously disagreeing with Zheng Siming's opinion.

This time, Zheng Siming did not speak.

Emperor Chongzhen!

Wang Heyao was shocked and in a trance.

Isn't this his grandfather?

has been a man in two lives, no matter what, he can't escape the identity of "Chongzhen's descendant" and "Ming scum remnant" now.

"I have been on the throne for seventeen years, and the traitors have approached the Beijing Division, although I forgive and despise the virtues, and I am to blame, but all the ministers have mistakenly died. I died without a face to see my ancestors, and I took off my crown and covered my face with hair. Let the thieves be divided, and not one of the people will be harmed. ”

Emperor Chongzhen seems to be a good emperor, but it was in his hands that the Ming Dynasty was destroyed, the Han nation was defeated, and tens of millions of people were reduced to unjust souls and bones.

At the time of an avalanche, no snowflake is innocent.

Although he is a descendant of Chongzhen, at this time, he does not dare to reveal his identity. Except for dying faster, there is nothing constructive at all.

When my father was a teenager, he wandered all the way south, and there were many disasters along the way, and it was impossible to have any "Chongzhen's edict", or those things that proved their identity. Even if there were, I am afraid it would have been ruined by my father long ago.

Leaving these things on your body, isn't that setting yourself on fire?

My father fled the capital, but he was only a twelve-year-old boy, how did my grandfather recognize my father? If it was based on his appearance, he wouldn't believe it.

Could it be that my father really has a "magic weapon" to prove his identity?

Wang and Yao's minds were floating, and the other teenagers were speechless, looking at the surging river on the distant skyline in a daze.

"He Yao, those officers and soldiers, how did you kill them?"

Zhao Guohao suddenly asked softly, and immediately diverted everyone's low mood.

The eyes of the young people fell on Wang Heyao again.

One person kills four officers and soldiers, and there are Tartar soldiers in it, which is easier said than done. Yes, despite Zheng Ning's oath, everyone was also skeptical.

"It's a fluke, but it's not too difficult."

Wang Heyao originally wanted to mention it in one stroke, but Zhao Guohao's words made him think differently.

The Manchu Qing Dynasty sat firmly on the country, resisting the Qing righteous people, everyone was pessimistic and disappointed, and even disheartened, just like Huang Zongxi. Even if Wu Sangui and Geng Jingzhong got into trouble, they couldn't arouse their interest.

He wants to give these people courage, give them confidence, and make their blood hot, preferably boiling.

These teenagers are brave, but if they don't have some means to defend themselves and kill the enemy, wouldn't it be too dangerous. It is also necessary to teach them some self-defense skills, which can also be used as a foundation for future troubles.

He's a decent officer! Like assassination drills and grappling fights, military physical boxing, you can't forget the things in your bones.

It's a pity that there are no rifles or pistols in later generations in this era, otherwise they can be taught to shoot and fight. Cannons, more lethal.

"Heyao, do you know kung fu?"

Zheng Siming's eyes were half-convinced.

Everyone grew up and knew the roots, and they had never seen Wang Heyao know kung fu, otherwise Wang Heyao was bullied, and they have always taken care of Wang Heyao and stood up for him.

However, he tried to compete with Wang Heyao, but he was not Wang Heyao's opponent, which has always puzzled him.

"Brother Yao, tell everyone, have you practiced secretly?"

Zheng Ning has seen Wang Heyao kill people, fast and ruthless, but it is not harmless to humans and animals now.

"I'm weak and sickly, so I secretly learned a few tricks from the third brother of the Huang family, but I didn't expect it to work. If any of you want to learn, I'll teach you. ”

Wang Heyao's face did not change and said softly.

"Huang Baijia?"

Li Xingzhong couldn't help but be stunned.

"Didn't you say that the Huang Baijia was defeated by you? How did you learn kung fu from him? ”

"There are five people and six people in the Huang Baijia all day long, looking like a martial arts master and a dignified appearance. If it weren't for his Lao Tzu being Huang Zongxi, he would have been able to learn boxing from Wang Zhengnan, hum! ”

Sun Jiachun's hatred flared up.

"Huang Baijia still has the ability, but it's a pity that he has practiced that set of internal boxing to the dog! If I had half of his kung fu, I would have gone to Beijing to kill the Tartar Emperor a long time ago! ”

This time, Zhao Guohao and Sun Jiachun rarely remained consistent.

In their impression, Huang Baijia will only put on a show in front of them and ordinary people, and he has never done a single serious thing of bullshit.

"I want to learn, Brother Yao's kung fu is good, and Brother Jiachun and Brother Jiachun are not his opponents!"

Zheng Ning said happily.

Zheng Siming and Sun Jiachun glanced at each other, and they both smiled awkwardly.

Speaking of which, the two of them are really not Wang and Yao's opponents.

However, Wang and Yao were able to knock down Huang Baijia, and the two of them really didn't believe it.

Not to mention anything else, just this body, Wang Heyao is ......

"Heyao, I haven't seen you for a few days, your body is ......"

Zhao Guohao looked Wang Heyao up and down, looking at him suspiciously.

"Heyao, what did you eat? I'm taller and stronger, which is really different from before! ”

Li Xingzhong pinched Wang Heyao's arm and compared himself to him, a little frustrated.

It turned out that among the few of them, only Wang Heyao was shorter than him and thinner than him, and he still had some sense of security.

Now that the two of them are standing together, Wang Heyao is half a head taller than him, almost on par with Sun Jiachun and Zhao Guohao.

"See, this is the result of exercising in bed often at night!"

Wang Heyao smiled, his expression a little obscene.

Compared with when he was just reborn, he is now extremely strong, taller, his body has changed significantly, and one abdominal muscle is differentiating into several pieces.

I don't know, is this a benefit for the traverser?