Died of old age, and you tell me this is a life simulation?

"You don't know, the Daxin branch... has completely disbanded!"

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Chapter 472: What I Saw in Jinling City!

A few days later.

The former Jiangning Prefecture, now Jinling City.

Entering from the city gate, Qiao Feng was leading the horse while touching the walking certificate in his hand, with a stunned look on his face and full of thoughts.

What he had seen in the past few days, or rather, what he had seen and heard since he came south, had truly left him speechless.

I was greatly shocked and moved!

He walked to the inn, asked the waiter to take care of the horse, ordered some food to fill his stomach, and had no appetite to drink, so he continued walking around Jinling City.

Wherever you look, you can see a bustling and prosperous scene.

It is impossible to tell that this place no longer belongs to the imperial court but to the rebel army.

Rather, the current scene was undoubtedly many times better than what he had seen here several years ago!

There are no beggars in the city anymore. It’s not that they have been driven away, but that they have been given land and returned to their hometowns to farm. Most of the harsh policies of the court have been abolished. There are no more corrupt officials, landlords and bullies running rampant. There is no need to talk about prosperity anymore. It’s like a scene of prosperity!

Qiao Feng looked a little dazed.

I walked aimlessly and before I knew it, I no longer knew where I was.

Suddenly, he heard a clanging sound, and Qiao Feng woke up with a start. He looked around, not knowing what had happened.

But he soon understood.

Footsteps were heard from the hall in the courtyard opposite, and a group of children and teenagers rushed out, most of them carrying school bags, laughing and talking in groups of three or four, full of energy. The sound of chattering could be heard in the distance.

"Oh~ There are so many homework assignments today, and I have to memorize the text. I don't want to do it anymore."

"You dare not do the homework assigned by the teacher? The teacher will punish you tomorrow and tell your father to whip you with a cane!"

"You're just scaring me! I didn't say I wouldn't do it. Besides, I learned a light skill from the old man. Do you know light skills? They're very powerful! Don't be afraid of that whip! Humph, it can't hit me!"

"Oh! You secretly went to the old man and learned some great skills without telling us! Teach us now!"

"Ha! I bought half a roast chicken specifically for the old man, and I didn't even want to eat it. I sent it to him, and that's how I pleased him. If you want to learn, send it to him too!"

"Wow! Roast chicken! I want to eat it! I want Dad to buy it! Dad sold a lot of pancakes yesterday and made a lot of money."

"How much money can you make from making pancakes? My father makes money by killing pigs."

"Hehe, my dad is the best. He went out to beat up some bad guys a few days ago."

"It's about suppressing bandits, suppressing bandits."

"What is bandit suppression?"

"Suppressing bandits is... Oh my! Suppressing bandits is suppressing bandits! You won't understand even if I tell you!"

"You don't understand! Lululu!"

Qiao Feng stood there in a daze. Many children ran past him and looked at him curiously.

Suddenly a child ran up to him and asked, "Why are you standing there? Is there something wrong?"

Qiao Feng lowered his head, looking at the other person's clothes, which were not good but clean. He couldn't help but feel moved. He asked with a smile, "Little kid, where is this place? Why did you all come out of here?"

"You don't even know this? This is a school!"

"School..." Qiao Feng's eyes trembled slightly: "What does it teach?"

"Of course they teach us how to read and write! And they also teach us martial arts! Hoo! Hoo! Hoo!"

As he spoke, the child performed a starting move and performed the exercise in a very professional manner.

Qiao Feng was stunned for a moment, first laughing, then pausing. He was slightly shocked, unable to articulate his feelings. After a long pause, he said, "You're so young, yet you know martial arts. That's not easy."

"It's difficult, but the teacher said that since we are young, we don't need to practice for too long. It's enough to warm up our bodies. We can practice proper martial arts when we are older."

"Little baby, what do you do at home?"

"Home? My father sells tofu, and my mother helps out."

"Is that so..." Qiao Feng pondered for a moment before saying, "Being able to read and write, and to practice literature and martial arts, is a rare and wonderful thing. If you learn well, you will have a bright future. You must study hard, understand?"

"Ah... Why are you saying the same thing to my dad? He always says the same thing to me, Lululu! I'm ignoring you!"

The child was a little depressed. He stuck out his tongue and ran away smiling.

Qiao Feng looked for a while, then turned back to look in the direction of the school. There were still a few young men and children coming out.

It was not until half an hour later that the school gate finally became quiet and no other children appeared. I guess they all left.

Qiao Feng stared at it for a long time from a distance, took a deep breath, and exhaled slowly, his expression completely determined.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he glanced at something and suddenly stopped, with a look of astonishment: "Old Gang Leader Hong!?"

The old man in coarse cloth and holding a scarlet gourd walked out of the school gate. Who else could he be but Hong Qigong?!

Hong Qigong was touching his gourd and was about to go get some good wine to drink when he heard someone calling "Old Gang Leader Hong". He subconsciously looked over and was stunned when he saw Qiao Feng.

Half an hour later.

A room in the school.

Hong Qigong and Qiao Feng sat opposite each other.

Qiao Feng had a complicated expression. Ever since they parted at Linshui last time, he had never imagined that the scene would be like this when they met again.

There are many things I want to say and ask, but I don’t know where to start.

Hong Qigong looked a bit strange under his gaze. He took a sip of wine and asked with a smile, "Why are you here?"

Qiao Feng regained his composure and recounted the events of the day at Shaolin Temple. He then said, "I heard about the uprising in Jiangnan and the powerful uprising! I figured I had to head south anyway, so I rushed over."

Hong Qigong pondered for a moment, then offered his opinion on what had happened in Shaolin: "It was a mess, but since you've done something wrong, you can't blame anyone else for your fate. As for your father's affairs, they've finally come to an end, and your blood feud is almost settled."

Qiao Feng said in a deep voice, "Only Murong Bo, the culprit, has disappeared. It's a pity that we haven't been able to bring him down. What a shame! No matter what, even if it means traveling to the ends of the earth, I will seek justice from him!"

After a pause, he continued, "Old Gang Leader Hong knows that this isn't what I want to talk about today. Since you're in Jiangnan, I imagine you're more familiar with the affairs of the righteous army, and... Mr.'s affairs?"

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Chapter 473: Hong Qigong: Can a saint save people from suffering? But Mr. Fang can!

Hong Qigong stroked his beard and pondered for a moment before nodding, "I do know. I also know what you want to ask, so I won't hesitate to speak frankly. The leader of the rebel army is indeed Mr. Fang, and the Jiangnan Uprising was also his idea."

"..."

Qiao Feng got accurate answers to the things he had been hesitant about and the main purpose of his trip south. However, he was not surprised at all. What was there to be surprised about when he had already guessed it?

At the beginning, it was simply difficult to accept the fact and I didn’t know what to do.

Combined with what he saw and heard on this trip, he completely changed his view of the rebel army.

Now......

Qiao Feng took a sip of wine and asked in a deep voice, "Old Gang Leader Hong, what do you think of the rebel army?"

Hong Qigong smiled and said, "You must have seen a lot of things on your way south, and you should have made some judgments in your mind. Why do you have to ask me, an old beggar? But..."

"Since you asked, I, an old beggar, won't be shy about anything. You asked about the rebel army? I can only give you a good word!"

Hong Qigong sighed, "Actually, at first, I was just like you, in disbelief. I didn't believe that Mr. Fang would actually rebel. When I found out, I immediately set out south to find out the truth. What I saw and heard along the way really opened my eyes, an old beggar like me. Although the rebels rebelled, nothing they did was bad, and nothing was detrimental to the people!"

Wherever they went, they would uphold justice for the local people, publicly try criminals, abolish harsh policies, and distribute land. Wherever they went, the people celebrated and were encouraged, and their hearts were with them! Our Beggars' Gang's Daxin branch in Jiangnan is now empty, and no one wants to beg anymore!

And here, the rebel army has established schools in every place under its rule, specifically to teach children and teenagers to read and write, learn literature and martial arts. Whether you are a commoner, a farmer, or anyone else, as long as there is someone of the right age in your family, you can go to school. This kind of educational achievement is the so-called "teaching without distinction"! Such a scene, how can an old beggar speak? Apart from saying "good", I really don't know what to say, and I am not qualified to comment.

"Before the Jiangnan Uprising, among the various prophecies circulating, there was one that said: Shennong will appear, and a sage will reign! Shennong has been a sage since ancient times. I have never seen the grace of a sage, but how is this scene any different from that of a sage? Rather, can a sage save the suffering? Can he save the people of the world? Can he educate all the people of the world? I'm afraid he can't. But Mr. Fang... he can! This old beggar was also hesitant at first, but after staying here for a while, I have a deep understanding. After thinking it over, I can only support it!"

"A few days ago, I sent a letter to inform everyone in the Beggars' Sect that the old beggar has ordered them to fully support the rebels, either by joining or helping. Although I don't know how much of an impact this order will have, I think it should be of some benefit to Mr. Fang."

Qiao Feng listened carefully and was moved.

Unexpectedly, Gang Leader Hong actually decided to use all his gang's strength to help the rebels.

But if you think about it, what's wrong with such a decision?

The Yijun is a righteous and benevolent army! Shouldn't we help them?

"How is it? Do you have any plans in mind?" Hong Qigong asked while drinking.

He could see that Qiao Feng was making some moves, and his words just now only added fuel to the fire.

Qiao Feng sighed, "I came south this time because of Mr. Fang's affairs. Never mind what the rebels are like, even if... I must repay the favor!"

Now that I know all the details of the righteous army and what I have seen and heard along the way, I have already made some decisions in my heart. Now, after hearing the words of the old gang leader, I have no doubts anymore. What you have done is so meritorious, why not do my best to help? "

Qiao Feng looked serious, but Hong Qigong saw something was wrong.

As expected, the man changed his tone and lowered his voice again: "It's just that Qiao is of Khitan origin..."

With such an identity, even if you want to help, it is difficult to do anything.

Hong Qigong shook his head slightly. "Let's not even talk about how Mr. Fang treated you back then. Did he ever look down on you because you were of Khitan descent? Even within this righteous army, I've never heard of anyone only tolerating the Song people. So why should you be so concerned?"

"Master Hong is absolutely right!"

A voice echoed from outside the door, and Wang Qin walked in happily: "Boss Qiao! It's been a long time since we last met! I hope you are well!"

As the former leader of the Daxin branch, Wang Qin was naturally very familiar with the former gang leader Qiao Feng.

It would be better to say that he was originally a direct descendant of Qiao Feng's gang, and the position of the leader was promoted by him.

How could I not be happy to see Qiao Feng?!

certainly......

It is certainly a joy to meet old friends again, but the main reason that moved Wang Qin the most and even made his heart beat fast was that he had just heard some words outside the door. Although it was only a few sentences, the information revealed was extremely shocking!

It seems that both Boss Qiao and Old Boss Hong have some connection with Mr. Fang Han, the absolute leader of their rebel army!?

Wang Qin's heart was pounding, and the palm of his hand holding the wine jar was trembling slightly.

Ever since he joined the rebel army, he felt more and more that the rebel army had a bright future, and he became more and more motivated, especially after hearing that the entire Jiangnan region was completely occupied by their rebel army, and that six armies had invaded Jinghu, Liangzhe and other places, as if they were swallowing up thousands of miles and sweeping the world!

I was so excited at that time!

The rebel army was becoming more and more promising, and although his official rank was low, his status was rising.

What's more...

He has made great contributions recently and is going to be promoted!

What a beautiful thing this is!

I couldn't help but buy some good wine and wanted to find old Gang Leader Hong to chat with him, but I didn't expect to hear such a secret as soon as I arrived!

At this moment, in Wang Qin's eyes, Qiao Feng and Hong Qigong are no longer just good friends or old seniors in the gang. To put it bluntly, these two are people who have seen the emperor!

Although the term "meeting the emperor" is a bit too much considering the rebel army's current territory, Wang Qin believes that it is appropriate and should be done sooner or later!

In this case, how could he not be overwhelmed with emotion!

These are two golden thighs!

And she is a golden thigh who is familiar to him!

Can't I hug this quickly?!

After hearing what Qiao Feng said about the Khitan's origins and what Gang Leader Hong said, he quickly responded.

He stepped forward, put down the wine jar, and said to Old Gang Leader Hong with a smile, "Gang Leader Qiao is here, and Old Gang Leader Hong didn't even tell me. I even brought some good wine for you. If it weren't for the chance that brought us here, I'm afraid you would have missed it!"

Then he turned to Qiao Feng and said, "Boss Qiao, when I came here just now, I overheard some conversations outside the door. I dare to speak from the bottom of my heart. I know the details of your life story. Although you have Khitan blood, you grew up in Song State. You learned our Chinese characters, practiced our martial arts, and have always considered yourself a Song person. As the saying goes: If you enter the Chinese, you become Chinese. If you enter the barbarians, you become a barbarian! Boss Qiao grew up in Song State, so how are you any different from the people of Song State?"

Even if we talk about bloodline, I heard that your biological mother was not a Khitan, but a Song person. If that's the case, why should you worry about your origins and bloodline?"

Qiao Feng was also surprised by Wang Qin's arrival. He didn't expect to see him here, but after thinking about it, he remembered that he had heard Zhang Que mention Wang Qin before in the rebel army. He said that he had brought a group of brothers to join the rebel army in Jiangning Prefecture, which is now Jinling City.

It's normal to see him here.