Humane Yongchang

Chapter 363
Huge Luoyi.

Frightened screams and cries followed one after another.

One after another, the gorgeous and tall vermilion gates were violently smashed from the outside.

One after another, the red-clothed soldiers, like wolves and tigers, rushed into them fiercely.

Not burnt.

Only looting.

The poor and afraid of the red-clothed soldiers rushed into the houses of large families with carved beams and painted buildings, knocked down the servants who dared to come up after eating bear hearts and leopards, and moved everything that could be seen with the naked eye. All the items that can be taken away are all resisted out of the door, and the packing car is swiftly packed!

Including but not limited to bamboo slips, picture albums, gold and silver, cloth, livestock, and a portion of the surplus grain...

No one is going to make things difficult for those poor people who, just by looking at their face, know that their lives are not rich.

Because just those Zhumen courtyards are enough for them to be busy...

Their Red Army is a professionally trained army, and generally they don't burn, kill, loot... unless they can't help it.

In a sense, the city of Luoyi is really awesome. There has never been a city like Luoyi that can get the uniform disgust of the Red Army from top to bottom, whether it is the children of poor tenants, or The children of Jishan's family could not find any empathy in this city.

In this city, even those poor people who were also living precariously, looked at the red-clothed soldiers with an inexplicable sense of superiority and contempt, as if they were not in Luoyang. The conqueror of Yicheng, but the stinky beggar kneeling into Luoyi!
The red-clothed army, whose main body is the children of the tenants, is especially sensitive and disgusted with such high-level eyes!

Although they can't understand why, where do these Luoyi people come from with their self-confidence... Even your emperor has been killed by our gentlemen, you still have to be ashamed?

Driven by the hostility of the same enemy, the soldiers in the red shirts were extremely ruthless when they attacked. If it was not too troublesome, they even unloaded the carved fences and windows of those big families, loaded them into vehicles, and took them away. The big families they searched were the real mice, and they wiped away tears...

Officers at all levels only stick to the bottom line of not allowing people's lives to be hurt. The rest... they just wish they could do it themselves!
……

"Hey, there are so many bamboo slips in this family!"

A squad leader led three or five Paoze brothers and rushed into the side hall of a large family. When he saw the bamboo slips on the wall, the squad leader hurriedly stopped.

He thought about it for a while, then turned his head and shouted outside the house, "Big cow, where's your motherfucker?"

"Stay here!"

Amidst the rough response, a burly and calf-like squad leader hurriedly walked from the courtyard into the side hall: "I can't handle the big things, so what's the use?"

The squad leader in the side hall pointed to the bamboo slips on the wall without saying a word, and the big head of Niu, who was able to cross the threshold, immediately understood, turned his head and shouted outside the room: "Brothers, take the head of this family. Please come here for us!"

After a while, a soldier who was five big or three rough carried a shivering middle-aged man dressed in a blue Confucian shirt into the side hall like a chicken.

"Let your brat 'please' come here. That's how you invite people? You can't handle a big thing, so what's the use of asking you!"

Niu Dabao opened his brother's claws, took the middle-aged scholar like a chicken, lifted him into the side hall, stood upright, then pointed at the bamboo slips on the wall, squeezed With a grim smile: "Are you a scholar?"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at the bamboo slips on the wall that had been saved by generations, and then looked at the big face in front of him with a bloody mouth, as if it was going to eat people. He didn't dare to admit it, but he had to admit it: " I have read several volumes of sage books..."

"It's good to be a reader!"

Niu Datou was so happy that he was afraid of the middle-aged scholar's shoulder, and the middle-aged scholar's body shook violently, almost slipping to the ground with his hand.

"We Lao Niu have a secret to tell you!"

The middle-aged Confucian hurriedly shook his head: "I don't listen!"

Niu's big head raised his eyebrows, and said fiercely: "If you don't listen, you have to listen!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar instantly followed the goodness: "Yes, yes, I listen, I listen!"

Niu Da's head bent down mysteriously and said in a low voice, "Do you know how the little emperor died in the Spring and Autumn Palace?"

The middle-aged scholar suddenly widened his eyes and replied in a low voice, "Didn't the palace collapse and the beams fall to smash him to death?"

"Look, are you mistaken? How can something like this go wrong?"

Niu's big head patted his shoulder happily, and said proudly, "That night, it was clear that our ox horns rushed into the Spring and Autumn Palace, pressed the little calf into the urine bucket, and drowned!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the squad leader in the side hall who was commanding his brother-like bamboo slips put his head together, pointed to his face and said, "And Zhang Meng, it's the urinal that I brought to this fellow with my own hands!"

"And I'm Zhang San, that little calf struggled, and I was the one who helped the squad leader push his head into the urine while holding his legs!"

"And my second king, you can see that I run fast by looking at my legs. I rushed in first that night and caught that calf!"

Speaking of this, all the red-clothed soldiers, even the bamboo slips, were too lazy to move them, and eagerly stretched their faces in front of the middle-aged scholar, pointed to their own face, and said fiercely!

The middle-aged scholar leaned back in shock and looked at the group of slaughtering men with resentment: 'I have no grievances or enmity with you, why do you humiliate Yu's intelligence so much? '

Seeing this, Niu Da's head slapped the middle-aged scholar on the shoulder with a slap in the face: "Can you hear it clearly? Say it again, let's hear it!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar looked at Niu's head with a bitter face, and Niu's head suddenly stared at a pair of bell-sized eyes. He could only say aggrievedly: "In the second year of Wang, Pingdan on July 25, the Han general Li Xin led Thirty thousand red-clothed troops broke through Luoyi. There was Niujiao, the captain of the Han Army, who led Zhang Meng, Zhang San, Wang Er and others in his robes. They burned the Spring and Autumn Palace and broke into the palace at night. Hold the emperor's feet three times, drown the young emperor in the drowning barrel with the bull's horn, and the young emperor collapses."

"Good literary talent!"

Niu Datou actually didn't quite understand, why it was "Drunk the bucket" again and then "Drown Young Emperor" again, but listening to this fellow lined up the names of their brothers smoothly, there was a front and a back, I think it is very reliable: "We are optimistic about you, if you write a book in the future, you have to do it like this, we can remember the face of your family, if you dare to write it, the man will come back and order your yard! "

Zhang Meng, Zhang San, and Wang Er: "Yes, I ordered your yard!"

The middle-aged scribe nodded in confusion.

Niu Datou patted his shoulder with satisfaction, and pulled him out of the side hall: "Okay, let's go with your own business! For the sake of you being so sensible, the man will only take the house, not tearing down your house... ...Hey, Li Ergou, don't fucking take down the windows, you can't even put them in the car!"

There was a disdainful response from the "ping ping pong pong" demolition of the house: "If you can't put it down, you won't split it and let it go, and if it doesn't work, you can still use it as chopping wood to burn, what kind of people, such good wood can be used for firewood. look down on..."

Niu Jiao reluctantly rushed to the middle-aged scholar who was still confused and spread his hands: "You saw it, we talked, but they didn't listen!"

After he finished speaking, he stopped paying attention to this fellow, turned his head and walked back to the side hall, urging the brothers who moved: "Be quick with your hands and feet, there are still several houses waiting for us in this street, we can't let people After waiting for a long time, Mengzi, we are thinking about getting a few more bullock carts, but these five carts are not enough!"

"There's no ox cart in this world. The thieves from the second and third battalions have long since been robbed. If you want me to tell you, our battalion commander is too cowardly, why doesn't he dare to slap the table with the regiment commander? If our battalion package is rounded up, how can there be such a mess? He is afraid of an egg, when he went to Jixia Academy, the first and second battalion commanders were still kicking in the right steps!"

"That's right, he's a coward. He can't get the main attack mission back, and he can't get back the main mission mission. If it hurts, we men can only drink water!"

"By the way, Niu Datou, do we have to say something about it? I also said that my man strangled the little emperor to death with his own hands, and you said that he drowned in the urinal, don't get it out of the way. Ah!"

"We have a good use of speech. The four teachers are [-] or [-] brothers. Do you know what they say?"

"It's also... Sixth Master, it's really pissing!"

"No problem, Sixth Master's urination!"

"Liu Ye's urine sex!"

The middle-aged Confucian scholar listened to the muttering in his study with a face full of dementia, his mouth was like a mental retardation, and he repeated repeatedly: "The disaster of the army is fiercer than the tiger, and the disaster of the army is fiercer than the tiger..."

That night.

The middle-aged Confucian scholar picked up the carving knife in grief and indignation, and brazenly robbed the historian's work. He wrote: "In the second year of Wang Wang, on July 25th Pingdan, the Han general Li Xin led [-] troops to attack Luoyi. Robes Zhang Meng, Zhang San, Wang Er and others helped King Chen Sheng burn the Spring and Autumn Palace and break into the palace at night, Wang Er arrested the young emperor, Zhang Meng searched for the drowning barrel, Zhang San hugged the emperor's feet, and the horns helped the Han king drown the young emperor in the drowning barrel, The young emperor collapsed...'

'Don't you just want to stink forever? '

'Nai Gong will satisfy you! '

'Let you know, our scholars are amazing! '

'The knife is coming...'

……

Such a picture is not a middle-aged Confucian family.

Every home in Luoyi City often has bamboo slips, or scholars dressed as scribes by Gao Guanbo, all of which have been "advised" by the looting Red Army soldiers, either overtly or secretly, or treated with courtesy, or physically persuaded!
That night, there were countless scholars with bruised noses and bruised faces or family members, just like the middle-aged scholar, picked up the carving knife, brazenly robbed the historian's work, and wrote the whole story of the Red Army's attack on Luoyi, which was left in the vast history books. There are countless names such as "Niujiao, Zhang Meng, Zhang San, Wang Er" that should have faded in the late autumn like a mustard!
Inadvertently, it also caused two ancient puzzles!
First, who broke Luoyi?

Numerous bamboo slips unearthed in this period clearly recorded that Luoyi was conquered by Li Xin's army, and Li Xin's subsequent promotion to the official position also proved this, but the name of Han King Chen Sheng appeared frequently. On the day Li Xin captured Luoyi.

According to His Excellency's management, if the day when Li Xin broke Luoyi, the Han King Chen Sheng was in the army, then the achievement of breaking Luoyi should not fall on Li Xin's head anyway!

Moreover, during the same period, there are other historical materials to prove that when the Han general Li Xin broke Luoyi, the Han king Chen Shengzheng led another main force of the Han army and fought against the Dazhou general Wang Jian in Guancheng...

In short, there are different opinions, and no one can produce conclusive evidence to prove who led the army to break down Luoyi.

Second, the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, Ji Qin, died at the hands of whose hands!

Various historical materials have proved that the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, Ji Qin, died at the hands of the Han king Chen Sheng.

But if this is true, then "Luoyi, the capital of the Great Zhou Dynasty, was conquered by Han general Li Xin", it must be overthrown!

Moreover, the records unearthed during this period of people who killed Zhou Tianzi with their own hands are really too many and too complicated, and no one can figure out a clue.

There are also textual research claims that it was the great Han Zhongwuhou Chen Ji who personally killed the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty. The reason is that after the battle of Chen Liu, Chen Ji became the first Wuhou of the Han Dynasty, and he was still posthumously titled. At that time, what else was there? Is his military exploits greater than killing the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty with his own hands?
However, countless historians scoffed at this research, saying that it is better to believe that the last emperor of Zhou was the one who killed the last emperor of the Zhou Dynasty by believing that a prince of Zhongwu, who could not be beaten by eight poles. of……

Everyone believes that only by excavating the tomb of Chen Sheng, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, can the two ancient mysteries be solved.

It's a pity that the location of the tomb of Chen Shengzhi, the emperor of the Han Dynasty, is another great mystery...

……

Chen Sheng, who was dressed in simple casual clothes, sat alone on the tower of Xuanwu Gate, overlooking the horizontal and vertical streets in the city, and the ox carts that were returning home were converging.

He was carrying a jar of wine in his hand, but he didn't drink a single sip. He just kept pouring it into the dark corridors of the city wall...

Chen Dao climbed the city wall and saw Chen Sheng's appearance from a distance, and his heart suddenly felt as if someone had stuffed a big rock into it.

It has been almost three years since he returned to the Chen family from northern Xinjiang, and he has never seen Chen Sheng like this.

In his impression, Chen Sheng always seemed to be that understatement and smiling Yan Yan.

No matter what kind of difficulty or pressure, as long as he gets to Chen Sheng, he can always calmly catch it, break it down, and win the battle again!
It's been a long time, not to mention the soldiers of the Red Army.

Even his uncle, he subconsciously thinks that he is omnipotent!
But in this world, how can there be a person who is omnipotent?

A person has a heart, liver, spleen, lung and kidney, and brothers and sisters...

"The whole two?"

Chen Dao walked to Chen Sheng's side, lifted the hem of his robe and sat down next to Chen Sheng.

Chen Sheng seemed to have just suddenly regained his senses. He took a look at the ill-fitting casual clothes on Chen Dao's body, and couldn't help but chuckle: "I'm making you worry!"

With Gunfu in his body, he is the King of Han.

With the armor on his body, Chen Dao is the Han general.

Only when both of them are wearing civilian clothes, he is the son of the Chen family, and Chen Dao is the uncle of the Chen family.

To say things that cannot be said between the king and his subordinates.

"The family doesn't speak two languages!"

Chen Dao reached out to pick up the wine jar in his hand.

Chen Sheng memorized it for a while and smiled bitterly: "Uncle Dao, you can't drink alcohol in the army!"

Chen Dao replied indifferently: "Isn't it the Thirty Soldiers, after drinking a certain self, go get it!"

After he finished speaking, he stubbornly grabbed the wine jar, raised his head and took a big mouthful. The cloudy wine liquid wet his clothes.

"It's so fucking happy!"

He spit out a strong smell of alcohol, and said comfortably: "I didn't break the rules so much in the Youzhou Army before. When I got home, I couldn't drink anymore. What's the matter!"

Chen Sheng said in surprise: "Isn't alcohol prohibited in the Youzhou army?"

Chen Dao shook his head: "I can't help it."

Chen Sheng: "Why?"

Chen Dao replied indifferently: "The general said that the brothers Paoze will be on the [-]-mile Great Wall for a lifetime. If alcohol is banned, they won't be able to drink in this lifetime."

After Chen Sheng pondered for a few breaths, he nodded lightly and said with emotion: "Seeing the micro-knowledge, the soldiers and saints govern the army, it is beyond the reach of my younger generation!"

Chen Dao shook his head: "The situation is different. When I was on duty in the Red Army, I didn't prohibit alcohol."

Chen Sheng covered his forehead with his hand: "But Wang Tingzhong is also banned from brewing and selling..."

Chen Dao shook his head again, and said patiently: "This is not the same thing, Wang Ting prohibits alcohol, but because of the drought, the harvest is not enough, and the livelihood is still insufficient, how can we waste food and wine?"

Chen Sheng was silent.

Chen Dao took a sip from the wine jar and said softly, "Are you still worried about Xiao Liu?"

"If you want to say that you are not sad, it must be false..."

Chen Sheng slowly closed his eyes and replied in a low voice: "I've been thinking about it these days, if I cared more about the sixth, he wouldn't be so stupid, if I do more in this battle Prepare, so many brothers won't be killed or injured... I will be incompetent and exhausted the three armies!"

Chen Dao gulps down the wine, and after a while, he said, "I actually thought of this as well!"

Chen Sheng opened his eyes and looked at him.

Chen Daoyan said in a mourning voice: "So many brothers who are alive and kicking, follow me to the battlefield, follow me to kill Quanrong, as long as my brain is better, as long as my knife is faster, there will be many battles. Brother who died, can you come back alive, and continue to put the nonsense in front of my eyes... You said that in this world, there is nothing more precious than human life?"

Chen Sheng did not speak, and listened to him quietly.

"But then I gradually came to understand that I never had any intention of murdering any of my brothers. I was desperately turning my brain in every battle, leading them to survive, and every battle I was desperately swinging a knife to protect follow them."

"It is true that some brothers never came back because of bad luck, but there are also many brothers because I came back alive!"

"Maybe, I can do better, I can swing my knife faster, but at least at the time, I did my best!"

"I have a clear conscience!"

"Think about it from another angle, are they fighting for my sword?"

"Perhaps so!"

"But they are also fighting for themselves, for their aspirations, for their future."

"If all the brothers die in battle, I will blame Chen Dao."

"Then, should all the brothers' merits and promotions be attributed to me?"

"Is that fair to them?"

He did not continue to speak, but Chen Sheng already understood the meaning of the words.

This reason is not very convincing, but Chen Sheng still feels better: "I understand, thank you Uncle Dao!"

Chen Dao looked at his face and raised his chin towards the city: "Then this..."

Chen Sheng smiled bitterly and said, "Do you think that I decided to return to Chen because of the sixth child? In your eyes, I am someone who cares about tens of thousands of brothers fighting to the death?"

Chen Dao shook his head without hesitation: "Of course not, isn't this afraid that you will be overwhelmed by grief? Your father is not here, neither is Fan Sima, I am a military general, and I have to bite the bullet and do the work of counselors. Is it easy?"

Chen Sheng shook his head and said, "Luoyi, I really can't stay!"

"We seem to have crippled Ji Zhou and Taiping Dao in one battle, and the world is no longer invincible, but is this really the case?"

He broke his fingers and gave Chen Dao calculation: "You know better than me about the situation between the Youzhou Army and the Bolang Army, even if the Bingsheng and the old general Lian Po are not willing to mix in the Kyushu civil war, but the Ji family will take them seriously. Are they all gone? Do you believe this?"

"Ji Lie retreated to Yizhou, and it would not be difficult to piece together 10,000+ soldiers over there!"

"Yongzhou still has a Yingzheng, and there is Wang Jian's 20 troops in Hanoi County!"

"There are more than 20 soldiers from Zhang Liang's Yellow Turban headquarters in Jizhou, and 30 Qingzhou soldiers from Song Yi in Qingzhou!"

"Youzhou also has Han Xin and Li Mu, these are not easy ones!"

"Oh yes, we still have a cheap Liu Ji in the rear of Hanting!"

"As long as my Hanting occupies Luoyi for a day, these people will all stare at us at Hanting, thinking about us day and night!"

"A good tiger can't stand a pack of wolves!"

"Even if our men work hard, we can withstand these wolves!"

"What about the development of our Hanting family?"

"Ignore it at all?"

He put down his hands and said seriously: "Only when we retreat, without the pressure of my Han Ting, can they pinch themselves!"

"Let's just take advantage of this time to live with the people and grow ourselves!"

"Wait until they are all chicken feathers, and then at the least price, clean up the mess and make a battle!"

"This is to retreat to advance!"

(End of this chapter)