Haisheng Mingdi

Chapter 452
Night falls.

Although it was the time when the wheat was being harvested, everyone had already finished their work early today.

After Chen Twelve finished work, he deliberately went down to the river to take a bath, changed into clean clothes, and even washed his hair carefully. Today is a big day for him.

Chen's family was also very happy. Chen Twelve's father, Chen Ada, specially asked his wife to boil two eggs for his son's meal.

"How many people join the altar this time?" Chen Ada asked his son.

"There are 36 of them, and I'm the only one in our village." Chen Twelve's tone was a little proud. He was a strong man, and his family was poor when he was younger. .He has been a competitive kid since he was a child, even if he plays as a general and fights, he has to be a general.

Later, when I grow up, I will graze cattle for the landlord's family, which will be more nourishing and fatter than other people's cattle.Then at the age of 12, I started to go with my father and brothers to harvest wheat for the landlord’s house. In summer, the wheat awns scratched my body, itching and prickling, and I bent down all day and couldn’t sleep at night.

But Twelve is so strong, he won't fall behind even if the adults cut a ridge.

A few years later, he became a well-known Mai Ke far and near, and was nicknamed Twelve Scythes. No one can match his sickle.

But in this world, hard work does not make you rich, and no matter how hard you work, you will not be able to have enough food and clothing throughout the year, and it will be even worse when there is a famine and war.

Chen Twelve is 28 this year, and he is still a bachelor.

There is no way, I can't support myself, so how can I find a wife again.

"Eldest brother can fall in love with you, you have to work hard, and you can't be more cowardly than others. I can see that this old master Zhao and senior Zhao are people with a bright future. The heavens are full and the fate is good. It's right to follow them .”

Twelve's nephew said with a smile, "Can I join the Red Gun Team after joining the club? It would be great if I can join the team. I can get six buckets of food in a month, and I can eat two dry meals a day, and I can eat a meal in ten days." Meaty ones, you can eat a meal of white flour buns in three to five days, and if you can enter the Red Gun Team, girls from all over the world will be rushing to get married, and they don't want gift money."

Twelve smiled when he heard this, and his face was also full of yearning.

His nephew is twelve years old, and he usually listens in the school, and even goes to gun practice with him at night. He is a smart-mouthed kid, but he is too thin and lacks nutrition, like a skinny monkey.

More than ten years ago, there was a flood in Xuzhou, and many people went out to flee the famine. The [-]th eldest brother Chen Yi went out for three days, and finally brought back a woman, who was dying of hunger, and brought two children. Chen Yi used three wild vegetable and miscellaneous grain cakes They brought their three mothers back.

The woman stayed in Chen's house and became Chen Yi's wife, and later gave birth to him a son who was this boy. Unfortunately, the woman also had a bad life, and died of illness not long after giving birth to this boy.

From then on, Chen Yi had to raise three children.

The mother put two hard-boiled eggs into Twelve Sickles, and the children looked at them eagerly, but quickly looked away in a sensible way.

"Xiao Ni will share one with your brother Ah Fu, and I will share one with Ah Gui." Twelve smiled and sandwiched an egg for the two children brought by his sister-in-law. Ah Fu is already 15 years old, but also because of lack of nutrition since childhood He is black and thin, especially because he brought the boy with him, and he obviously doesn't like to be seen at home. His mother died early, and he is a poor child. Chen Yineng's raising these two children is already considered good, and there is no fatherly love And so on, the country people don't understand these things.

Since he was a child, Ah Fu was often called a bastard by the children in the same village, and he has a low self-esteem.

At home, Chen Twelve is better for the three children of the elder brother's family, and even for Ah Fu.

Ah Fu refused to take it, Chen Twelve said with a smile, "Uncle Twelve, I will join the club soon, and I will definitely be able to join the Red Gun Club at that time. At that time, there will be six buckets of food subsidies in January. If there is a mission, there will be other Subsidy, life will get better and better in the future, when Uncle Twelfth catches more chicks to raise, and when he grows up, he lays eggs and keeps them at home for food."

Chen A laughed and said, "It costs money to catch chickens."

However, the whole family is extremely happy today, looking forward to the future.

The Red Gun Club is changing this village, and it is also changing this family. If you can be selected for the Red Gun Club, you will naturally have a share of public food.

Not to mention that the Red Gun team has another benefit, that is, they often take missions out.

In fact, everyone knows what they are going to do. It is nothing more than selling salt, grain, cloth, etc., that is, smuggling, especially salt smuggling. Because Yangzhou is controlled by the Ming army, the salt in Henan is still coming from Huaiyang. But it came through smuggling channels.

The elder brother has a way, he can come back from selling salt on the Huaihe River, he can earn a lot of profit by doing a few rounds, every time he picks up salt, he will transfer to the red gun team, and he will be rewarded with money, food and even salt for participating in the mission.

There was a time when there was a lot of salt sold, so not only the Red Gun team was transferred, but also some peripheral players were transferred there. That time Chen Twelve went out for half a month, and afterward, he was given a bucket of salt and a stone of food.

This made everyone in the Chen family happy for a long time, even the salt and grain were still being saved.

Chen Ada has even been entrusting people recently to help Twelve get married. With a few catties of salt and a few buckets of food, he can talk to a young girl right now. If he is not picky, he can even go to the Yellow River. There are often hungry people passing by, and if you are sure that you are hungry, you can bring back a few catties of grain.

But in the famine years, if there is no food at home, even if you send a girl for free, you may not dare to bring it back, after all, it would be too much to talk about.

Chen Twelve was successfully selected this time, and he will join the forum and become a full member. This is excellent news.

There are already some people who have taken the initiative to ask someone to kiss, and the bride price is not required, because now in Yongcheng, the word "Red Gun Club" is very important, and an official member of the Red Gun Club is more popular, which means that the whole family is safe. , and even have good money and food.

It's better than being an errand or even a soldier in the county.

Chen Twelve gave most of the eggs to his nephew, and he actually kept a small piece of egg white. The eggs were boiled because there was no oil at home.

He ate it in two bites, feeling that the egg was really delicious.

Picking up a large bowl of noodle soup, Twelve drank it with a bang, saying that the noodle soup was actually water, with some salt sprinkled in it, some wild vegetables, and some gnocchi added, saying it was a bowl of noodle soup.

Can coax the stomach, but not against hunger.

With hope, the family quickly finished eating, simply cleaned up, and then picked up the bench and waited to go to the drying yard in the village.

When they arrived, they found that the drying yard was very lively. Many torches were lit, and several large fires were burned, which illuminated the drying yard very brightly.

In fact, it is no secret that the Red Spear Society has developed to this day. The people in all directions know it very well, and the government naturally knows it too. It's just that after the money is delivered, no one cares about it.

The news of the opening of the altar in the evening spread early, not only people from the village came early, but also people from the street shop, even some nearby villages came early, and many teachers and brothers from the branch altars also brought People.

Chen Twelve was dressed in his best clothes and appeared surrounded by his family. The neighbors all said congratulations to him. He felt as lively as when he got married.

He kept saying hello to the neighbors and villagers he knew.

At this time, many members of the Red Gun had already appeared on the field, each of them was carrying a red-tasseled gun, with belts of different logo colors around their waists, and the official players still had a dagger (dagger) around their waists.

These people stand out from the crowd like chickens.

Even these guys are very proud, sticking their heads up like a big cock.

In Yongcheng, the signboard of the Red Gun Club is more effective than the words of the gentry and landlords. Few people dare to bully and provoke, let alone become a member of the Red Gun, and there are many real benefits.

The common people are realistic, they don't care about too many great principles, the real benefits in front of them are the most attractive, especially in the current famine and turmoil years.

More and more people gathered here. The Daqiu Fair was already a big place, but now that the wheat was harvested, it could accommodate more people.

"Isn't it afraid that there will be thousands of people?"

"More than that, I guess it's more than that."

"There are still people coming."

"It must be tens of thousands?"

"I don't think there are tens of thousands, but there must be two or three thousand tonight."

"My dear mother, there are so many people."

"That is, how famous is our Red Spear Club now? Xuzhou and Yingzhou are well-known, and the branch forum is going to Kaifeng City."

In this chaotic world, there are villages everywhere, as well as social organizations formed spontaneously by the people, whether they are associations, Taoism, religion, sects, gangs, etc., anyway, they are all named after each other to help each other Mutual aid, in order to keep warm.

Yongcheng is famous for its red guns, and I heard that in Xuzhou, it is famous for its big swords, and in Yanzhou to the north, it is famous for practicing boxing, and in Huai'an, there is a small swords club that is also very famous.

In Haizhou, it is said that there is an ax gang.

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No matter what the name is, the essence is the same. It is an association of scholars and people to unite and protect themselves.

In the violently turbulent society, it is difficult for the government to go to the countryside, officials and bandits are hard to distinguish, disasters continue, and the surviving people must protect themselves.

The drums sounded.

The noisy crowd on the field gradually quieted down.

The drums grew clearer, then the horns.

These are the voices of the golden drum orders in the army, and they are also the battle formation methods that the Red Spear Society usually practiced, and they also used them when they opened the altar.

Hearing this, everyone consciously shut up.

After the three-way drum horn.

Zhao Zhongyi, the senior brother and head coach of the Loyalty Red Spear Club, rode a bay red horse and carried a red tasseled gun, and led the 100-member Red Spear Guard Team out.

The members of the Hundred Protectorate Club all wore red scarves on their heads, red scarves around their waists, and a red-tasseled gun in their hands. The most amazing thing was that they were all riding mules.

They came out in a neat queue, and everyone unconsciously made way for them.

It is not the first time for Chen Twelve, who often participates in the practice of guns at the Red Gun Association, to watch this scene, but once he sees it, he is shocked and yearns for it. With this momentum, this majesty, even the biggest twist in Dangshan can't compare with them. Although those twists There are also many horse mules, but I dare not say that there is such a neat team of five hundred mules.

Zhao Zhongyi led a team of one hundred mule guards to specially stage a mule soldier parade, and only then dismounted after shocking everyone present.

When he came to the stage set up in advance, he shouted loudly.

"Old Master, please come on stage and open the altar!"

The old master wore a Taoist robe, which had a bit of a sense of immortality, and floated towards him.

"Worship Xuantian God!"

Old Master Zhao led all the people to worship towards the south, shouting to worship Xuantian God.

Then the old master got up, took out a piece of yellow talisman paper, muttered something, and collected the talisman for a long time, asked Zhao Zhongyi to fetch a basin of holy water, lit the talisman, and then melted the ashes of the talisman into the holy water in the basin.

"Emperor Xuantian bestowed a talisman and holy water!"

The 36 young players who joined the club this time were called up. They were originally peripheral players, but they were promoted to regular members after observation.

Everyone came to the stage and was accepted into the meeting face to face by the old master.

The initiation ceremony is both simple and somewhat mysterious.

The simple thing is that when they came to the stage, the old master gave them a red tasseled spear, a belt, and a short knife, and then brought them to a mysterious black tent on the stage.

Conduct another exercise in it.

Put up a black account, and say to the outside world that the law is not passed on to the six ears.

Of course, outsiders can't see how it is spread inside, and those who join the association are absolutely not allowed to reveal half of it.

Chen Twelve stood on the stage very excitedly, and the old master handed him the three-piece membership set.

Then 36 new members followed into the black tent.

After entering, a few candles were lit inside, very dim.

Wash your face and hands first, this is baptism.

"Kneel down to God Xuantian!"

Chen Twelve and others followed suit, bowing down to the signboard of Xuantian God.

Xuantian God is the god of protecting the country and township in the Ming Dynasty. He is also called the Northern Xuanwu Emperor, Zhenwu Emperor, and the folks call him Emperor Junye, Tiandiye, and Tianlord.

There is also a sign in front of Xuantian God, which says, Heaven and Earth Monarch, Parent and Teacher.

Finally, there is the transmission of talismans, that is, transmission of the law.

Chen Twelve knelt on the ground respectfully, ready to listen to the decree of God Xuantian.

"Fengtian Chengyun Emperor's edict said:
Chen Twelve was stunned when he heard this, why did the emperor say this?

The others were also a little dazed.

Only then did they see that the old master was actually holding a bright yellow scroll in his hand, and those who had watched the play felt that this should be an imperial decree.

Isn't it teaching the law? Why did you get another imperial decree?
The old master started to read.

"Since ancient times, the emperors have come to rule the world, and they have lived in China to control the barbarians, and the barbarians lived outside to serve China. It is unknown that the barbarians live in China to rule the world...

At this time, the fate of the heavens will circulate, the Central Plains will be full of energy, and among the billions, a saint will be born.

Drive out the barbarians, restore China, establish guidelines and disciplines, and rescue the people.

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It reaches Bashu in the west, connects with the Canghai in the east, and controls Minyue in the south. Lake, Hunan, Han, Mian, Lianghuai, Xu, and Pi are all included in the territory, and Yan and the south are all mine.

The people are more peaceful, the food is more sufficient, the soldiers are more refined, and they control the strings and hold the arrows. They look at our people in the Central Plains for a long time without a master, and they feel deeply guilty.Respectfully accepting the destiny, but not daring to be safe, Fang wanted to send troops to the north to drive away the Hu captives, to save the living and the people from misery, and to restore the majesty of the Han officials.

Concerned that the people don't know, but they are my enemies, and the family is going north, and the sinking is still deep, so I will tell you: when the soldiers arrive, the people should not avoid them.I give orders solemnly, and there is no wrongdoing,

Those who belong to me will always be safe in China, and those who betray me will flee outside the Great Wall.

Cover our Chinese people, God will order our Chinese people to live in peace, how can the barbarians and Di Di be ruled!
I was afraid that the middle land would be polluted for a long time and the people would be disturbed, so I led the heroes to do their best to clear it up, aiming to drive out the barbarians, eliminate the riots, and make the people have their own place.

For example, Mongolia and Semu, although they are not of the Chinese race, are born in the same world, and those who know etiquette and righteousness and are willing to be subjects are no different from the people of Zhongxia.Therefore, I would like to inform you that you should know. "

The old master's reading is very passionate.

However, Chen Twelve and the others were all at a loss, half understanding.

a long time.

Chen Twelve couldn't help asking, "Old Master, can you explain, I don't understand."

The old master looked at these young people and said, "This is more than 200 years ago, Emperor Gao, the great ancestor of the Ming Dynasty, issued a call to action for the Northern Expedition in Fengtian."

(End of this chapter)