Zhu Yiyuan's words were difficult for the villagers to understand for a while, especially Huang Ying, who hated Tartar and felt that his father believed in the so-called imperial court and the so-called orthodoxy, and as a result, he killed himself and killed so many villagers, which was completely confused. Therefore he was determined to take revenge, and he wanted to punish the Tartars.

However, the first thing he did when he joined the army was to dig pits for the minions of the Tartars and bury these beasts.

Huang Ying was not convinced, but she couldn't argue with Zhu Yiyuan, so she could only vent her anger on the corpse, chop it with a knife and axe, cut off her ears, and gouge out her eyes, so as to vent the anger in her heart......

His small movements were not detected.

On this day, he finally finished disposing of the corpse and returned from outside the village.

I didn't walk a few steps, but I heard the crisp voice of a child, reciting a poem, "One goes to two or three miles, and there are four or five houses in Yan Village." There are six or seven pavilions, eighty or ninety flowers. ”

He looked up sharply and found that it was Zhu Yiyuan who was carrying two buckets of water and walking from the river. Around him, around him were children from a dozen or so villages.

This Zhu Gongzi taught the children to read poetry while walking.

The children took it seriously and read it along with Zhu Yiyuan, and their voices became louder and louder.

Huang Ying looked over here, and suddenly felt ashamed of herself, and she didn't dare to face it...... Xu is too murderous on his body, and it is not good to frighten the child.

He could only slow down and watch Zhu Yiyuan enter the village and carry two buckets of water to Grandma Han's house.

This is an old couple in Dawen Village, who have no children under their knees, only three daughters, all of whom are married.

Originally, the old couple was in good health and could survive, but the officials and soldiers came in, and the old man Han asked the old wife to hide in the thatched house, don't come out, he went to deal with it.

As a result, when Grandma Han saw her husband again, her chest had been pierced by a sharp blade, and the blood was all gone.

Witnessing her husband's tragic death, Grandma Han immediately fainted, and when she woke up, she locked herself in her room and locked the door. Don't talk, don't see people, don't eat.

Everyone knows that Mrs. Han wants to go with the old man.

Even the people in the village had no choice but to wait.

Zhu Yiyuan came to the village to count the dead and wounded and learned about it. He didn't say anything, just took care of the things in his hand, and then sat outside the door of the Han family with a casserole with vegetable porridge in it.

I sat all night, chatting with the old lady constantly.

At first, Mrs. Han didn't respond at all, and then she cried and scolded...... But no matter what, Zhu Yiyuan was very patient, and when the old man scolded hard, he stopped, and when the old man calmed down, he continued.

Persuade the old man not to give up, the old man is gone, his last wish before leaving is to let you live, you should live well, live every day in peace, enjoy your life in peace, and then go to see your husband.

If there is any difficulty, the big guys will face it together, and there are always more ways than difficulties.

Zhu Yiyuan kept talking until the next morning, when the door suddenly opened, and the haggard Mrs. Han came out and silently took the casserole. Zhu Yiyuan smiled, "I'll go to the hot one, and the cold porridge hurts the stomach." ”

The old lady held the casserole and didn't let go, "With your heart, the porridge is not cold, not cold at all." ”

Grandma Han's eyes were blurred with tears, she looked up at Zhu Yiyuan, and said in a trembling voice: "Little Housheng, I am an old woman, not far from death, is it worth you to be so good to me?" ”

Zhu Yiyuan said softly: "Grandma Han, I am young and have not experienced much. But I know that over the years, the government has oppressed, the gentry have bullied, bandits and bullies have run rampant, and bandits and thieves have been everywhere...... Even more, the dynasty changed, the Qing court entered the customs, killed people everywhere, drove the people, ran horses, slaughtered Yangzhou, and hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians were killed...... Grandma Han, it's not easy to be poor these days, everyone wants us to die, and no one gives us a way to live. ”

"Then we're really dead, as they wish?" Zhu Yiyuan smiled: "I think it's just the opposite, not only do we not die, but we also have to live, we have to live better, we have to be happy, and we have peace of mind." Let those bad people die, and let them be terrified and uneasy all day long. ”

"We need to provide for the elderly, support the young, eat well, and wear warm clothes. Keep your chest straight, be straight, and live better. Everyone spoils us, and if even we spoil ourselves, then there is really no way to live. What do you think? ”

With tears in her eyes, the old lady nodded vigorously, grabbed the spoon, stuffed the cold porridge into her mouth, and took one bite after another, with a smile on her face.

"The old lady understands, I can't let those bad people get their way, I want to live, I have to live for my old man, and live out his lost life."

Zhu Yiyuan smiled and nodded, "That's good, I'll ask someone to fix your house when I go back, and I'll help with the work at home in the future." ”

Zhu Yiyuan talked to Mrs. Han for a while, then stood up and walked outside.

At this moment, outside the courtyard of the Han family, dozens of villagers were already standing, men, women and children, including the old man who followed Huang Shunren that day and asked Zhu Yiyuan to leave.

Their eyes all fell on Zhu Yiyuan's body, staring at this young man.

"Folks, I have calculated, more than fifty houses in the village have been damaged, and the weather is getting colder and colder, and I plan to ask the soldiers to help the big guy repair the houses. Besides, the draft water in the village is all picked by the river, and it is still a little farther away. Let's choose a location, and when we are free, dig a few wells, and it is convenient for every household to use water. If the big guy agrees, let's fix the house first. ”

If you don't grab or grab, you're already a king.

He actually helped repair the house and dig the well, which was sent by the Bodhisattva to help the suffering!

"Thank you Gongzi, Zhu Gongzi is very kind and virtuous, and he will live a long life."

Zhu Yiyuan thanked the villagers, and then went to assign tasks.

Before noon, the village was lively.

The soldiers of the rebel army helped repair the ruined houses, and the villagers and soldiers worked together.

The wall was built quickly and well, and the villagers had to give it a thumbs up.

Zhu Yiyuan settled down and came over in the afternoon. It's just that he is miserable, although he is tall and has good strength. But something like a wheelbarrow requires skill, but Zhu Yiyuan couldn't push it and overturned it several times.

It provoked good-natured laughter from the soldiers and villagers.

Zhu Yiyuan gritted his teeth and swore: "I will make a military order here, and I will promise to push the wheelbarrow into the air for half a month at most." ”

Liu Bao, who was building the wall, also smiled: "Zhu Gongzi, I said what are you doing here, how good it is to command the big guy to win the battle!" ”

Zhu Yiyuan laughed, "Aren't you, the pioneer officer, also building walls!" I'm also not pressing! ”

One sentence made the villagers laugh back and forth, the young man in front of him was not a thief leader, but more like a gentle and gentle descendant, the relatives and friends of the big guy, and the backbone of everyone.

Huang Ying, who joined the villagers in the work, worked all day, and when he rested, Zhu Yiyuan was not far away.

"Zhu Gongzi, I, I want to ask, why did you raise troops to fight?"

Huang Ying finally mustered up the courage and came to Zhu Yiyuan.

"Since ancient times, there have been many reasons to start a war, and some people are motivated by profit and want to go to the next level. Some people feel that they can't survive, and the government forces the people to rebel, so they have to rebel. There are also people who are unwilling to accept the king's law, gather in the mountains and forests, and become the king of the mountain. As for us, born in these unprecedented troubled times, I hope that the reason why we raise the army is to make everyone's life better. ”

"Make everyone's life better?" Huang Ying hesitated.

"That's right, people are good, and there is a limit to being a man. We have to be ruthless in the face of the enemy, but we don't have to get along with the dead, don't you say? ”

Huang Ying was suddenly startled, his face suddenly turned red, and after a long time, he nodded vigorously.

"Thank you Zhu Gongzi for reminding me, I remember."

……

On the fifth day of Zhu Yiyuan's camp by the Dawen River, three people came from the mountain road to the east, two slightly older and one young man in his early twenties.

They made a difficult journey along the way.

The old man at the head said: "If Ye Saburo deceives us, his nephew doesn't have that much ability, I have to settle accounts with him." Along the way, I am afraid that I will have to live half a year less. ”

Another old man also sighed: "I originally wanted to visit Xie Qian, but I came here, it's good to take a look, after all, it is not easy to have the courage to resist the Qing Dynasty in Shandong." ”

As they spoke, they turned out of the mountain road and saw a river in the distance.

The three of them hurried forward, and at this moment, they found a tall young man carrying water, and they stepped forward.

"This little brother, I heard that there are rebels here, is it true?"

Zhu Yiyuan glanced at the three people dressed as scribes, and frowned slightly, "Why are you asking this?" ”

At this time, the young man hurriedly stepped forward, took out a string of money, and stuffed it to Zhu Yiyuan.

"We're going to meet their leader, and there's no malice."

Zhu Yiyuan weighed it, muttered a little, and then said, "Okay, come with me." ”

They didn't go far along the road to Dawen Village, and Ye Tinglan walked quickly to this side.

"Mr. Higashiyama, I calculated that you were coming soon, and sure enough."

Ye Tinglan looked at Zhu Yiyuan again, and said happily: "Nephew, you are faster than me, and you actually greeted the distinguished guest first." ”

The faces of the three people who came changed in unison......