Be the emperor from the postman

Chapter 832 Ming Army and Refugees (Two in One)

Xueshou Rentu glanced at the bearded recruit:
"You don't even know that?"

Sun Shoufa held the wine bowl in his hand: "Brother, I really don't know."

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" The cook waved his hands again and again:
"Ever since you joined our Hammer bandit camp, countless people have whispered to you about this matter."

"No, are you some thieves from outside who came here to cheat for food and drink?"

Xueshou Rentu directly picked up the wrist-releasing sharp knife on the chopping board.

Sun Shoufa hurriedly jumped back: "I'm from the official army, the official army."

"It turned out to be the dog officer." Xueshou Rentu put away his wine jar: "It's really fucking bad luck."

"Hey, brother, brother." Sun Shoufa hurriedly patted his own chest and said, "I also want to seek refuge with Marshal He, but I have no way out."

"You want to take refuge in our family's handsome?"

"Yes, yes, we are all fellow villagers, and I rebelled because I couldn't afford food in my hometown.

Then the imperial court gave me food and then I surrendered. Seeing that I was growing strong, I was allowed to join the army, and I was also given to an officer of a guerrilla general.

Now I want to seek refuge with Marshal He, for the sake of the old Qin people, do you think it will work? "

Sun Shoufa originally wanted to rely on his bravery to slowly accumulate military merits among the officers and soldiers and earn a fortune.

His thinking is still the thinking of small farmers who want to accumulate wealth.

As a result, Sun Shoufa suddenly discovered that the Hammer Bandit could get there in one step, and he didn't have to worry about dying halfway through the battle, and all the money he had accumulated was gone.

As long as Marshal He is around, he will not be short of money, and will not be greedy for his own money at all.

Then why did I still give my life to the officers and soldiers?
What's more, my Sun Shoufa was a rebel of the Ming court before, and I was walking with the commander!

Marshal is from the old Qin, and I am also from the old Qin. I am from the hometown of Marshal He, and the relationship is even closer!
I also fought side by side with Marshal He, and almost hacked Dabeile Daishan to death after beating the Golden Tartar.

As for the trivial matter that my Sun Shoufa once fought with Marshal He, don't worry about it, as the saying goes, if you don't fight, you don't know each other.

Presumably, someone like Marshal He would not take it lightly, and we didn't win that battle either!
"Can you do it?" Xueshou Rentu put his arms around his wine jar:

"I don't know, but I heard that last year the former Yansui Governor Zhang Fuzhen's gang of officers and soldiers did not join the Marshal alone.

Only the more people who join the commander-in-chief, can form a brigade, and the better they can join the camp, the faster they can join the hammer bandits. "

"You mean Mrs. Guo and Liu Daojiang?"

"Not bad." Xueshou Rentu nodded.

"I know them."

Sun Shoufa knew that these two groups of people were Zhang Fuzhen's old subordinates and the bandits who surrendered him.

Treating one more than another, two waves of people rebelled one after another, and in the end they all fell under the command of Marshal He.

"Now they are all beautiful, and many of them have married wives and been assigned to the fields."

Hearing this, Sun Shoufa felt unbalanced and turned into lemon essence.

With just a few pieces of material, with a few iron whips, they can beat them to their knees and beg for mercy.

Damn, they surrendered from the army to the hammer bandits, and they realized my grandson's life goal of being law-abiding all at once.

But I am working like a fool here in the official army, although the guerrilla general's salary is high.

But if I want to purchase these things, how many enemies must be killed in Daming, and how many heads must be cut to complete it?

Bloody Hand Rentu patted himself:
"It's like I used to be a pig slaughterer in the streets and alleys. Now not only do I have enough food and drink, but I also marry a wife and have children. Our family still has five acres of land."

envy!

Apart from envy, Sun Shoufa didn't know what to say.

The pancakes drawn by Hong Chengchou, the governor of the three sides, were all broken, and the future is too illusory.

For example, those wastelands in Shaanxi are not doing well. There is no way to grow anything in the fields, and it is useless to ask for them.

I just want to seize the opportunity in front of me and realize my small goals in life for more than [-] years.

"Brother, give me a hand, I want to join the Hammer Bandits and serve for Marshal He."

Sun Shoufa saw the cook put the wrist-relief knife aside, and hurried forward.

Xueshou Rentu drank all the dirty wine in the wine jar, and made a drink break:

"I've already told you what I should talk about. As for how to do it, you have to figure it out by yourself. You have to be taught everything. You deserve it because you can't eat hot food."

Sun Shoufa really didn't want to eat at this time, although he could still eat a large bowl.

This is a life-long multiple-choice question before him.

Sun Shoufa hurriedly recalled what he said to the cook just now, that if there are many people, they can form a brigade independently, and they can be sent out to fight first and become regulars!
That's what Mrs. Guo, Liu Daojiang and others did!

As for Guo Tai's immediate boss, Luo Shixun, he was probably hacked to death by them.

Sun Shoufa thought for a while, then went out from the kitchen, and definitely talked to his servants first.

Don't fucking work for Daming, you have no future.

There are many benefits to working with hammer bandits, and they can be seen and felt!

Seeing Sun Shoufa leaving in a hurry, Xueshou Rentu smiled.

One by one fell into the pot of our hammer bandits, but can you easily jump out?
Isn't that treating you for nothing?
It's just that he also believes that with the offer offered by Marshal He, it's hard for people to refuse.

Because I really do what I say, and I won’t play tricks on you.

These things you wanted to get day and night before, are directly slapped on your face, and whoever follows them will be dizzy.

The cook put away his wrist-removing sharp knife, and hoped that the commander-in-chief could calm down the world as soon as possible, so that there would be no more human flesh-selling incidents.

At that time, wasn't he suffering in his heart?

Who knows that one day he will die on the side of the road and become the ration of others.

Who would want to live like this?

Apart from natural disasters, isn't the Ming government responsible for anything?
In the hall of King Jin's Mansion, everyone was full of wine and food, and went to rest.

Yang Yuxiu didn't come back, the lord went back to show up about Xia Shou's matter, just to stabilize people's hearts, it didn't matter if he was there or not.

His main task in the near future is to arrange these six sides.

There are 23 teams of thousands of people, a vast area, supporting the old and the young. As long as it is not at noon, it is not too hot to walk along the river.

Compared with the messy crying before, they have regained their lives.

In the barracks of the Houjin Tartars, life is not as good as that of pigs and dogs. No matter what your status is, you are all beaten with a whip.

Those dog tartars used the people of the Han family as livestock.

As for those who wanted to go back to their hometown, Yang Yuxiu told them that the Houjin Tartars hadn't released the other half of them yet.

The way they went back was through the Xuan Mansion. Could it be that they had to go back home, were taken away by the Tartars without food or drink, and marched two thousand miles to that bitter cold place in Liaodong?

Not to mention how many people will die on the journey of thousands of miles, even if they successfully arrive in Liaodong, how many people can survive the climate there?
Don't think that the later Jin Tartars will treat you well.

Many people who have returned to their hometowns have become more honest after being promoted by the propagandists.

Fewer and fewer people want to run at night.

Moreover, Yang Yuxiu didn't feed them enough to keep them walking normally. As long as they entered Ningwuguan, they would be picked up by boats and head south all the way.

Jiang Xueyi led his son with his left hand and his daughter with his right hand, and followed the hammer bandit's instructions to move forward.

His daughter-in-law was bullied to death after being dragged away by the Houjin Tartars. Of course, there is a somewhat hopeful theory that his wife was sent back to Shenyang early along with a large group of women.

Jiang Xueyi wants to take revenge, but he is a scholar who has no power to restrain a chicken.

Once the body dies, his children will be reduced to the food of others.

He thought that there was no hope of revenge in this life, but the hammer bandits defeated the dog tartars and forced them to release the Han people.

Jiang Xue was very grateful to He Jinzhao, even though he thought the Hammer Bandits were Daming's rebels and scolded him before.

But when facing foreign enemies invading and humiliating them, the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty huddled on the city wall watched them being taken away.

Instead, the Hammer bandits came forward to deal with them and even killed the dog legs who were also in the refugee camp who were working for tigers.

Now I can drink porridge every day, and my son and daughter can't finish it, but Jiang Xueyi also forces them to drink it.

Only by living well can there be hope for revenge.

No matter what, he made up his mind to seek refuge with He Jinzhao. After all, he is a scholar and should be reused.

"Mr. Jiang, can you help me?"

Zhang Lu, who was walking ahead, turned his head and asked with a smile.

"Thank you."

Zhang Lu is a hired worker and can only make ends meet in Xuanfu.

He now feels that the hammer bandit gave him porridge to drink and just walk, that would be great.

Don't worry, the hammer bandit will kill him, anyway, with his life, where is he not working?
It wasn't until this group of people entered Ningwu Pass and waited for the boat that they realized that Marshal He meant to let them migrate to the south of Shanxi to settle down and farm.

Most people thought it was good. In Xuanfu and other places, the Ming government army couldn't protect them.

If the dog tartar can come once, he can come a second time.

When going to the south of Shanxi, people don't have to worry about being kidnapped by the Tartars, but they are a little worried about what to do in their future lives.

No one believed that the Hammer Bandit was so kind-hearted, he didn't need you to work, and he took care of your food every day.

Besides, large-scale civil uprisings broke out only after years of drought in Shanxi and Shaanxi.

Although there are many mountains around Ningwuguan, wheat is also planted on the hillside open space.

At least it is close to the river, as long as it is watered frequently, it can survive.

In the wheat fields farther away, people are busy harvesting.

These people whispered, this Shanxi doesn't look like a drought at all.

This is different from what they imagined.

Jiang Xueyi sat on the boat and watched, he knew that they had no choice in their lives, and he was quite lucky to continue to live from the thief.

When he went to the temporary captain and said that he was a scholar and wanted to join the hammer bandit.

Yang Yuxiu was bored on the journey, so he just stayed on this boat to try this man's skills.

"Have you ever had political experience?"

"No." Jiang Xueyi looked at him and said, "Students want to be admitted to Jinshi."

"Oh, still a Juren?"

Yang Yuxiu raised his eyebrows, he forgot how many people have wanted to join the lord in recent years.

These people clamored to take the imperial examination every day, but were directly rejected, or they went home and continued to study the Four Books and Five Classics.

Or go to the School of Official Administration to learn the talents needed by hammer bandits.

Don't try to adapt the Hammer bandits' system to their group.

"The student is currently a scholar." Jiang Xueyi's face was slightly hot.

"That's still early." Yang Yuxiu said, "What are your abilities?"

Jiang Xue thought for a while: "I can read and write."

"Oh." Yang Yuxiu glanced at him disdainfully:
"What kind of skill is this? You just go to my Hammer Bandit Zhengbing team and grab anyone. There are plenty of people who can read."

When Jiang Xue heard this, he immediately looked incredible.

It's not that he looks down on those stinky mounds, but that they are all a bunch of thieves.

How could they all be literate?
Do you really think that in Daming, anyone can afford to read?

"You don't believe me, think I'm suppressing you?"

Yang Yuxiu patted the side of the boat, looking at the boats rowing back and forth:
"My handsome man doesn't need anyone to read the Four Books and Five Classics, he is qualified if he knows a thousand characters."

"But in this way, how can one party be governed?"

"Is it possible that if you pass the Jinshi examination, you will become an official? Will you govern one side?"

Yang Yuxiu curled her lips in disdain and said, "Since I have been in the Hequ county government for so many years, I have met many county magistrates, what the hell do they know?

It's not that I suspect you, even if you become a Jinshi and become a county magistrate, do you know how to collect taxes?
Do you know how to educate the people?

You don't even know how to communicate with the local gentry, and you still think that reading the Four Books and Five Classics and taking the eight-legged essay will make you know how to be an official? "

Jiang Xueyi was speechless by Yang Yuxiu.

Because he really didn't understand these things, if he hadn't fallen into trouble, he would have sneered at Yang Yuxiu's words.

Scholars, farmers, businessmen, scholars are the most noble existence.

But it's different now, he thinks it's useless to be angry in a scholarly business, and your incompetent and furious look is extremely funny in the eyes of those vicious post-gold tartars.

Because they just like that you can't understand me, and you can't move my demeanor.

It's like watching a clown.

Jiang Xueyi looked at Fenshui: "Then how can I join the hammer bandits?"

"Yes, you are much more mature than the rest."

Yang Yuxiu looked at the scholar in front of him again, not pedantic, but someone who can communicate normally.

Many scholars have become stupid when they read books!

In other words, Ming Dynasty's policies over the past [-] years have formed their inherent cognition.

"One is to give full play to your own talents, to be a literacy teacher and teach students, so that you can also support two children.

If you perform well in the future, you will have the opportunity to be recommended to study in the official school. After you come out, you will practice the position of deputy village head in the village. What should you do.

As long as you do well, you will be promoted very quickly, and you don't have to study hard for years of Four Books and Five Classics. "

"Thank you for your reminder, sir."

Jiang Xueyi kept it in his heart, since scholars are worthless to the hammer bandits, there is nothing to rely on.

He just wants to bring up his two children now, and it would be great if his son can join the Hammer Bandit and avenge his mother.

Yang Yuxiu waved his hand. Anyway, he was on the way, so a reminder or two is nothing.

The key is the road under your feet, you have to walk by yourself!
Anyone can say it nicely, but who really wants to put it into practice, who can know what he thinks in his heart?
(End of this chapter)