Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

"You little brat, why do you choose to rebel instead of learning something else? Are you going to rebel? Are you dissatisfied with the dozens of people in my family living too comfortably and want to have some fun?"

"Why don't you take a look at the small space of your ancestral grave and see if it is enough to bury all the family members."

Jieyang, who always doted on his nephew, was completely angry today and started cursing at his nephew who was sitting silently at the head of the bed.

The brother-in-law from Jieyang who was standing next to him also had a cold face. If he wasn't afraid of beating the child and provoking the child to rebel again, he would have wanted to pick up a carrying pole and beat the brat up.

Jieyang's sister was also crying secretly. She held her son's hand and kept saying, "Little boy, you are the only child in our family. Why did you go and rebel when there are so many other things you can do?"

"Now that the rebellion has started, what should we do if the imperial court investigates this later?"

"What else can we do?" Jieyang's brother-in-law snorted coldly: "He is already so old, and he has been to school for a few years. He can be considered an educated man. When the time comes, he will be beheaded or exiled. We old couple will accompany him in exile."

Then he sighed again and said helplessly: "Your mother is afraid of the cold. If she goes to the north, she won't be able to stand it. I don't care. The south or the north is fine."

He turned to Jieyang and said, "Brother, please pay attention to receiving letters from now on. If one day we die, please help collect our bodies."

"That's enough." The young man was annoyed by his father, mother and uncle's scolding. He shook off his mother's hand and fell directly on the bed, saying in a muffled voice: "What do you know? We are doing this for the people of the world, for freedom and equality."

"Humph!" Before he could finish, Jieyang sneered, "We don't understand. We are not educated like you, but we know that rebellion will lead to the death penalty and the extermination of all nine generations of the clan."

The young man was also stubborn and answered directly: "This is an old idea, this is the dregs of feudalism. Everyone is responsible for their own actions. If I am beheaded, I will bear it alone."

"hehe!"

The young man's naive words made the two men shake their heads helplessly.

Jieyang's brother-in-law sighed and said, "The law is the law. Who do you think you are? You can bear it if you want."

"Ugh!"

With a sigh, Jieyang's brother-in-law stood up and said to Jieyang, "You go back first. It's not safe for your sister-in-law and her mother to stay at home. You go back and take good care of them."

Jieyang could see that his nephew was still stubborn, so he stood up and said, "Okay, I'll go back first. Let me know if you need anything."

"If there are any problems later, I will use the connections my old man left me to get rid of this matter."

Jieyang's brother-in-law nodded, he understood what his brother-in-law meant.

My father-in-law was once a soldier of the Royal Guards. He protected the late emperor and was rewarded with a jade plaque from the emperor.

If it weren’t for my brother-in-law, the only child in the family, my father-in-law would have sent him to the army.

If any problems arise in the future, my brother-in-law can take out this jade tablet and find the government. The government will definitely show leniency for the sake of the late emperor.

But the only pity is that this opportunity was used and my brother-in-law's heirloom was gone.

Thinking of this, he said with guilt: "Yangzi, it is your brother-in-law who has let you down. After escaping this disaster, your brother-in-law will repay you for your kindness even if he has to work like a cow or a horse."

Jieyang waved his hand: "Why are you saying this? What's the difference between a nephew and my child?"

"Okay, you guys keep an eye out, and let me know if there's anything going on. I'm going to go back first."

The two men stood in the yard and talked for a few words. Jieyang's brother-in-law carefully opened the door and was about to send his brother-in-law back.

However, as soon as the door opened, two young men with stern faces and guns on their backs appeared in front of them.

The two were startled and reached out to close the door, but one of the young men kicked it open.

The two of them were not paying attention and stumbled backwards.

Hearing the noise, the mother and daughter rushed out of the house.

"What are you doing!"

The young man took out a sickle from somewhere and stared at the two young men without fear.

Although he was annoyed by his uncle and father's nagging, they were still his closest people.

"An Xiao, you are a member of the Wan Zi Guild. Although you have withdrawn from the uprising now, as a former member, you must also contribute to the guild."

A young man walked out from behind the two young men and announced the order to An Xiao, the nephew from Jieyang.

"Shanhu, what do you mean?"

An Xiao glared at the person who came out.

The guy named Shanhu smiled slightly, with his hands behind his back, looking like a smug person: "What else can it mean? The guild is short of food now, and as a member of it, you naturally have to pay some."

After that, he said to the two young men with guns on their backs, "This is it."

The two young men with guns on their backs didn't say a word. One of them pulled out his loaded pistol and aimed at the four people, while the other rushed in directly.

"Assholes, how dare you!"

An Xiao shouted angrily, swung his sickle and was ready to fight the opponent to the death.

"do not want!"

An Xiao's father stopped his son and said to the young man who was aiming a gun at them with a smile on his face: "Uncle, the food is in the house. Take as much as you need. I hope you can spare our lives for the sake of the food."

The young man holding the gun replied calmly: "Don't worry, we just want food and don't want to kill anyone."

After a while of rummaging through the drawers and cabinets, the young man who had entered the room came out carrying a sack and holding some bacon, sausages and other things in his hands.

An Xiao's father's eyelids twitched.

"My goodness, how cruel! They emptied all the food in his house, leaving nothing behind."

Although he was very angry, for the safety of his entire family, he could only grit his teeth, smile and watch the other person leave.

"Dad, why are you stopping me? They are simply robbers. Without food, how can our family survive?" "Pa!"

An Xiao's father slapped her in the face. Without saying a word, he said to his wife, "Pack up your things, lock the door, and let's go to our brother's house."

After saying that, he turned to look at Jieyang, but before he could speak, Jieyang nodded and agreed.

"Brother-in-law, don't say anything. The most important thing is to stay alive."

Anyang's sister went into the house and quickly packed up, took a few pieces of clothes and the only dowry bracelet, and under the protection of her husband and brothers, walked carefully on the street to her parents' home.

Along the way, several people had complicated expressions.

Those young men carrying guns, led by ruffians, collected food from every household.

It is called levy, but in fact it is no different from robbery.

When the imperial court collected grain, it also left behind IOUs, which the common people could collect from the government.

The guys only left a message, "When the world is at peace, we will definitely repay the investment."

Under the threat of gunpoint, the people dared not speak out and could only watch these so-called liberals take away all the food in their homes.

"Click, click!"

In a hidden corner, the sound of shutter buttons could be heard continuously.

There was both anger and excitement in the photographer's eyes.

What made him angry was that these free men were just like bandits, but what made him excited was that he finally got first-hand important news.

As a trainee reporter, he was the first one to sign up when the people here were being selected.

Fortune and wealth are achieved through risk. With so many trainee reporters, it is impossible for them to stand out without making some achievements.

As a newspaper publisher in the provincial capital, he was the first to arrive.

When he entered the city, he was escorted by the military, and it was a very easy process without any trouble.

This made him speechless. These so-called liberals had such poor discipline.

The army had infiltrated the city like a sieve, but they were completely unaware.

What made him even more speechless was that a few guys noticed him taking pictures, but not only did they not come over to stop him, they behaved even worse.

After shooting a whole roll of film, the reporter carefully put away the camera and quickly went to the place agreed with the army.

The whole city was filled with wailing in the middle of the night.

It’s not that the liberals are killing innocent people, but that the people have been frightened and hungry for a day. Now they have no food. The children are crying with hunger, and the adults have worried looks on their faces, thinking about what to do next.

"Dong dong dong..."

Jieyang, who fed the remaining food into his son's mouth, moved his ears and his face changed. He quickly picked up the kitchen knife next to him and went to the door. He and his brother-in-law who was holding a carrying pole looked at the knocked door vigilantly.

When they got home, the food in the house had also been stolen. Fortunately, their mother and the others were safe. With nowhere to go, they could only hide at home, hoping that the court could deal with these liberals as soon as possible.

"Dong dong dong..."

The knocking sound started again, as if it would not stop until there was a response.

Jieyang gritted his teeth, leaned over to the door and whispered, "Who?"

There was silence outside the door for a moment, and then a voice answered in a low voice: "We are from the Veteran Chamber of Commerce, and we brought you some food."

“Veterans Chamber of Commerce.”

Jieyang was delighted.

He is very familiar with the Veterans Chamber of Commerce, which has just emerged in recent years.

His father is a retired veteran. Although he has passed away, he has made great contributions. The Veterans Chamber of Commerce notifies him every year to receive the New Year gift.

Although the things were not much, they made him feel warm in his heart and he felt the care and love of the court for the families of veterans.

After carefully opening a crack, Jieyang looked out and saw a man in night clothes. He showed the badge of the Veteran Chamber of Commerce and handed in a bag.

Jieyang's eyes turned red when he took the heavy bag.

"Thank you brother."

The member of the Veteran Chamber of Commerce, wearing nightgown, smiled and said, "Don't thank me. This is just my job. If you want to thank someone, thank your majesty for your kindness. Without your majesty's permission, we would not dare to decide to distribute the things to you without authorization."

"Just wait in the room and don't come out. If there is a cellar, try to hide in it. The court will solve these problems as soon as possible."

After saying that, he waved his hand, picked up a few packages beside him, and disappeared into the night.

After watching the other person disappear, Jieyang took the small package and returned to the house with his brother-in-law.

I carefully opened the package and found that it contained packets of compressed biscuits which are very popular recently, a small packet of salt, and some pills with pictures on them indicating that they are for treating fever or diarrhea.

"See, kid."

Pushing the package in front of his nephew, Jieyang looked at him and said, "When our whole family was starving and your mother was weak, your liberals did not come to rescue us, but instead took away our food."

"And the imperial power that you detest and regard as dregs has sent us life-saving food and medicine to save your mother's life."

An Xiao lowered his head and said nothing, just staring blankly at the package in front of him.

Reaching out and patting his nephew on the shoulder, Jieyang said: "Uncle doesn't understand any great principles, but I know one truth in my heart. Whether it's imperial power or freedom, no matter how beautifully they sing or shout, only being good to us ordinary people is our only hope and support." (End of this chapter)