Hearing that the people almost put the name of the Stove King on their lips, Ma Maocai felt a sadness in his heart, as a native of northern Shaanxi, how could he not know the name of the Stove King, in charge of the people's diet.

Sadly, the people have no hope for the dynasty, and even pin all their hopes on the immortals, Ma Maocai, as an intellectual, knows best, if there are really immortals, why is northern Shaanxi like this, why are the people here?

"I must report this matter to the emperor, the water can carry the boat and capsize the boat, the people of the world are alive, and they don't believe in the Son of Heaven and the gods," Ma Maocai was worried.

He and his entourage joined a small group of refugees, and knowing that the leader was named Wang Fei, Ma Mao asked him, "Brother Wang, why are you all talking about the King of the Stove, but not mentioning the Yanchuan Mansion?" Have they not given you relief? ”

Ma Mao just left Yan'an Mansion, and his next stop was originally to go to Yanchuan, but when he was approaching Yanchuan, he met these people who spoke the name of the king of the stove.

Wang Fei showed a touch of disdain and sneer on his face when he heard this, "Hehe, then Yanchuan County has long been closed, it's almost a month, those dog officials, if they don't treat us as anti-thieves and capture us for military merits, we are already thankful, how can we still expect these people to help us." ”

The incident in front of the city gate in Yanchuan County that day has been spread all around with the fleeing villagers, and the military family eats official salaries, but does not think about the people, and in turn wants to arrest the people, fill the military merits, and squeeze out the last oil and water.

Hearing this, Ma Mao reacted that Yan'an Mansion could not help these victims, let alone a small Yanchuan county.

"With that kung fu, looking forward to the relief of the government, it is better to hurry up and find the king of the stove, follow the king of the stove as a soldier, and eat fragrant and drink spicy."

A touch of yearning appeared on Wang Fei's face, and the people around him heard the same thing, the news of the Stove King had already planted its wings and spread rapidly near Jiaokou Town, Yanchuan County.

Ma Maocai and his entourage noticed the expressions on the faces of these people, is this a hallucination of hunger, how to find a mythical stove king.

But it is not appropriate for so many people to do this, Ma Mao asked, "Where are you going to find the Stove King?" ”

After finishing speaking, Ma Mao immediately felt that the people around him were looking at him and the others with strange eyes, and his entourage was nervous to prevent these victims from rising up at any time.

"You're from out of town, aren't you?"

Wang Fei asked, "It's normal for outsiders not to know." ”

Ma Mao nodded and said, "We are from Ansai, and we don't know the situation here. ”

"It's out of the way, haha," Wang Fei smiled generously, "You follow us, and when you get to the King of the Stove, we will be a family." ”

When they didn't become people who couldn't survive, the people still maintained their simplicity and innocence, if they were in the village, they met outsiders, some people might still be xenophobic, but now they are all disaster victims, and the people regard Ma Maocai and others as poor people like them.

'When I got to the Stove King,' Ma Mao seemed to hear something, and his expression became a little serious, "Could it be that someone with ulterior motives is spreading the doctrine through the great calamity of the people?" Or in the name of God. ”

The people are ignorant, and every year of great calamity, they are more susceptible to demagoguery, and the name of the king of the stove has not yet been heard in Yan'an, which means that this so-called church has not yet developed to a very large size.

"Go and investigate, and then report to the Holy Master," the Holy Lord only gave him the right to investigate, and when he saw this kind of cult, all he could do was find out the situation, and then go back to Beijing to report to the master.

"Thank you, Brother Wang."

Ma Mao thanked him.

On the way, Ma Mao showed curiosity on his face and asked Wang Fei, "Who is the king of the stove?" ”

As soon as this topic was mentioned, the eyes of the people around him immediately turned to it, but Ma Mao could feel that there was no malicious intent in these gazes, and some of them were eager to speak.

"Haha, the king of the stove, I heard that he came in the clouds and rode the wind," Wang Fei's expression and movements were exaggerated, and the gazes of the people around him made him very useful, "Hey, between the waves of his hand, all that appeared on the ground were white rice that was whiter than white flour, and mustard with oil flowers." ”

When Ma Mao heard this, he knew in his heart that it was indeed a cult, and it did not spread doctrines, but it was a myth, and compared with those cults that spread doctrines, this was obviously easier to deal with.

"What's more, also, between the stove king's raised hands, there are divine weapons all over the ground, with strong skin and thick armor."

"Tut, and the eggs pickled in the salt and sugar of the tea leaves, I heard that this is the way to eat in the sky, a pound of tea, a pound of salt and a pound of sugar, only a few eggs are produced, but the subordinates of the king of the stove can eat eggs three times a day."

When the people around heard Wang Fei's words, they couldn't help it anymore, everything you said and I said was hearsay.

"Go faster, let the saliva of Lao Tzu you say will flow out."

Wang Fei scolded with a smile when he heard this, and the people around him let out a laugh.

Ma Mao only listened to these words in his ears, it must be a cult, this one or two said, it is really an exaggeration, and only those who want to demagogueize the people can say it, what kind of tea salt, sugar pickled eggs, how much does it cost.

You must know that the emperor only eats white eggs.

I don't know how the king of the stove heard that the people were joining according to such ideas, how to fulfill these myths, and the cowhide was too big.

But these churches have not always been like this.

Draw a pie and deceive the people, either to collect money or to rebel.

No, such a church can rise, and it is inseparable from the saint, Ma Mao sighed.

Emperor Chongzhen, who was far away in Beijing, looked at the ministers and felt a headache, Shaanxi was in drought, and there were many rogues, from last year to now, how many have emerged, girls, Qi Yao Wang, Yingshan Hong, Urging Mountain Tiger, Cupola Pillar, Oil Slippery, Yi Lie Eye, etc., large and small groups of rogues.

The ministers of the DPRK and China, those who understand military affairs and those who do not, give advice on 'fighting', but how to fight, these people have their own opinions, and no one can come up with a better way.

Zhu Youzhen rubbed his temples that were a little swollen, the ministers' notes were the same, he opened his eyes and continued to look at them, maybe someone could give him some different opinions.

"The minister thinks that the people in Shanxi and Shaanxi are in all directions, although the people are opposed, but there is no intention to resist the Ming, because of the extreme famine, the people are not able to make a living, it is really a policy to live in the whole life, and now the Liao affairs are very urgent, if I am a person, the people are the vitality, and now the vitality is leaking everywhere, and there are thousands of holes, if it is a military judgment, exterminate the people, will not the vitality leak out even more."

"The minister believes that the main thing should not be to use force to counter the rebellion."

At present, all the ministers said that they wanted to fight, but some people said that they would not fight, which immediately attracted Zhu Youzhen's attention, "Yang He." ”

Zhu Youzhen knows him, he is an official who is dedicated to the people, this time, his performance is considered to stand out from the crowd, "Come on, summon Yang He to see me!" ”