Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

"There seems to be nothing unusual..."

Zhang Shouren muttered in his heart, got off his horse, and led the horse to walk slowly.

He is wearing a long armor, which is a typical standard armor that Fushan cavalry wears on the outside. It is dark red in color, lined with iron plates on the inside, and covered with copper nails on the outside.

There are vambraces on the arms, and the elbows are slightly shallower, which is convenient for swinging weapons, and at the same time can protect the arms. The armor leaves are exposed, shining silver.

There are shin guards on the legs, showing a copper color, which looks very mighty. Regardless of the officers and soldiers, the Fushan cavalry has never worn leg skirts, mainly because it is too troublesome to wear. [

On his feet are the long black leather boots that all soldiers in Fushan have. They are polished black and shiny. Around his waist is a belt with springs, on which are tied water bottles, knives, iron gloves and other sundries.

There are several side pockets on the horse, one with two short-handed guns for horses, and an iron gun and a saber on each side. They are all high-end weapons, especially for him It is also one of the small privileges that the main general will be specially made.

Regardless of the generals, the Fushan cavalry and infantry either wore such a long armor, or a shorter and more capable short armor. Only the Fushan cavalry wore iron scale armor with the leaves on the outside, which was thicker and mightier.

The iron halberds also wear iron scale armor and mail armor, which is much thicker and heavier than the standard long armor.

He was dressed like this, but it was completely different from those logistics officers who had just put on military uniforms. As soon as he entered the town, he attracted the attention of many people.

A knight who looked like an officer entered the town, which would definitely cause a small commotion in normal seasons, but at this time, in the town where the evening had passed and the candlelight was flickering, there was a strange tranquility.

If it wasn't for Zhang Shouren's strong self-confidence, powerful skills, and rich experience, he might have been shocked by the weird and depressing scene before him. Those logistics officers just now were obviously shocked in the town.

"It really feels like Xiao Shugui singing from thousands of households..."

Going deep into the town, the feeling of gloom is even stronger. There are few people, the lights are flickering, the shops are closed, and they don't solicit business. Occasionally, I see passers-by in twos and threes with gloomy faces and thin bodies. It was far away.

Such an atmosphere and situation, of course, made a powerful person like Zhang Shouren become more cautious.

Fortunately, after walking for a while, I suddenly found that there were many people gathered in front of me, about 500 people in total. When the crowd was full, I felt like I came to the world from a ghost all of a sudden. I heard the sound of selling, bargaining, and giving money. At that time, the sound of copper coins falling on the table, these sounds were very vulgar, but hearing them now makes people feel very happy.

"It turns out that the depths of this town are normal... those guys just now must not have dared to walk in."

This is obviously a meat market and a vegetable market. People are in a hurry, passing by with meat and vegetables in a hurry. It's just that there are fewer people buying vegetables and less rice, and there are obviously many people passing by with meat in their hands. Zhang Shouren is Standing at the intersection, many people hurried over with their meat, and they all lowered their heads. Many of them almost bumped into him, glared at him angrily, and left in a hurry.

Zhang Shouren said with a smile: "Buy some meat, why are you so careful..."

It is also rare for him to relax himself. His horse is the best horse in the army, and it runs fast. At this moment, everyone has not entered the town yet, and he still feels a little alone on an adventure. His mood is very relaxed and happy. Looking at those people who ran past with their heads down, they couldn't help laughing out loud.

"General!"

At this moment, a person grabbed his arm and dragged him backwards. Zhang Shouren made a move, and just about to break free, another pair of hands pulled him up.

If he tried his best, he would be able to get rid of these two guys, but when he looked back, one was his uncle Lin Wenyuan, and the other was transferred to the Central Army because of his outstanding performance in the Battle of Baiyang Mountain. Du Fuhu, an experienced sentry officer.

"What are you two doing?" [

"My lord," Lin Wenyuan looked very ugly, and his voice was erratic. Although he spoke, his lips were twitching, and he tremblingly said after a while: "Don't pass by, this is a crowded market."

"what?"

Although he was born in two generations, Zhang Shouren in this life of Ming Dynasty was only a hereditary hundred householder, with little literacy and knowledge, he was really a very ordinary hereditary military officer, in fact he was just a hereditary village head, still by the sea, A village head who is neither knowledgeable nor rich.

Many things, I really don't know.

At this moment, Zhang Shouren's mind was blank, and he couldn't figure out what was going on with this "people's market"?After thinking about it, it seems that it can be explained by the place where people are bought and sold?

Just as he was about to say something, the pale-faced Du Fuhu said again: "General, this human market is a meat market for buying and selling human flesh in a famine area, not a place for selling children..."

"what?"

Zhang Shouren's expression suddenly changed, and his voice became much higher, causing many people to look over there.Seeing that several generals were together, a group of people had expressions of uneasiness on their faces, and dozens of them suddenly left. This time, many cases of meat were exposed.

Sure enough, as Du Fuhu said, this human market is a place where human flesh is sold, piles of dead people are piled on the ground, there are men and women, old and young, all stripped of their clothes, naked as pigs, dogs, cattle and sheep The same was placed on the ground, and there were a few boys who looked like they were carrying water in buckets and washing these dead people.

The case is full of dead people who have been flayed, and several heads have been chopped off. On the case, they all look like their eyes are wide open. Arms, internal organs, and thighs are classified into different categories, like a hill.

This kind of meat case, the entire two-mile long street, is full of it.

Zhang Shouren felt as if he had been electrified, his hair stood on end with a "swipe", and he almost pushed his helmet up. There were bean-sized beads of sweat on his forehead, which flowed down his eyebrows.

Is there any situation in the world that is more terrifying, more frightening, and more sensational than what is in front of you?

No wonder those meat sellers just bowed their heads and hugged the meat, and ran out like thieves, buying and selling human meat, who can talk and laugh like pork and mutton, and be generous?

"Let's go, my lord." Lin Wenyuan was beside him, persuading him in a low voice: "I have already seen the situation in Henan. When there is no harvest, there is no grain in the field, which means that even the seed grain was eaten up last year. Yes, the wild vegetables on the roadside were dug up and eaten as soon as they emerged. Except for those thorny trees that are not edible at all, how many edible things have you seen on the roadside? It's so serious that people are leaving their homes and looking for a living elsewhere."

"It's difficult." Du Fuhu is a victim of the disaster in Changde. Changde is a big mansion on the north side of the Yellow River in Henan Province. It has a large population. It was originally a densely populated place with well-developed agriculture. Many of the tragic scenes are the scenes of Zhang De's early years.

At this time, tears were hidden in the eyes of this Changde refugee who had escaped from the famine, and he shook his head and said: "A family of seven or eight came out, and the whole village has hundreds of people. When they came out, they saw crowds everywhere on the official road. The wild vegetables are all eaten, the seeds that have been planted are all eaten, the voles’ nests are cleaned, and the birds are not seen along the way. With so many people fleeing famine, I feel that the road is endless, and people can’t see the end. After a few days, the road collapsed, and the farther you go, the more people die...My lord, it's miserable, it's too miserable."

Although in the end, Du Fuhu never mentioned cannibalism, but people who have encountered such a tragedy, I am afraid that even if they have never eaten it themselves, they must have seen it. There must be many miserable things among them, Zhang Shouren sighed One sound, and no more questions.

At this time, Li Zhuoran and Wang Yunfeng, the two generals Hum Ha, rushed over. Seeing this situation, under Lin Wenyuan's signal, he signaled the people behind him not to come again.

Fortunately, everyone entered the town with horses, otherwise, just the sound of the horses running would scare away all the people in front of them.

"He is a refugee from Zhangde, uncle, how do you know about this?"

Facing Zhang Shouren's question, Lin Wenyuan smiled wryly, and his eyes were full of bitterness: "It happened many years ago, when I was an apprentice with an old peddler, and I worked as a helper, picking up the burden and so on... a pick I just picked Qingzhou, and when I entered the border of Qingzhou, I realized something was wrong, so I hurried back, just like that, I was robbed of the burden, and almost chopped into minced meat..."[

When mentioning the events of that year, Lin Wenyuan also felt that his mind was out of place. The famine in Shandong was not as severe as that of other northern provinces, but it was also unlucky during the reign of Chongzhen.

First, the Wuqiao Mutiny made Dengzhou Mansion almost useless, and it was only now because of Zhang Shouren's existence that it regained its vitality.Disasters spread throughout Jiaodong, and after Mao Wenlong's death, civil strife in the Dongjiang islands caused a large number of islanders to flee to Denglai, and the emigration pressure was not small. Anyway, it is the people who suffer.

Then there is the famine in Qingzhou, because Prince Heng’s Mansion occupies most of the fertile land and sets up checkpoints everywhere to cut off grain merchants. There are so many people in the market, and the sad and miserable appearance is unforgettable.

The most tragic thing, of course, is that the common people eat their own food, that is, you eat my family and I eat your family. Everyone can't bear to eat their own people, so let's eat in exchange.

Hearing such words, Zhang Shouren finally realized what "creepy" is!

When entering Xiangyang from Henan last year, there were many hungry people along the way, and the Fushan Army also released relief along the way, all the way to Huguang.Only now did Zhang Shouren understand that compared with the real tragedy, what he saw last year was just the tip of the iceberg.

"It's six cents a catty, hurry up and buy it!"

Even though it was a calamity year, the butcher still had a stern look on his face, as did his body. Seeing that Zhang Shouren and the others were not moving but talking in one place, he mistook them for officers and soldiers who came to buy vegetables and meat, and immediately shouted: "Big meat six!" A catty of pennies, as much as you want!"