"Our White Lotus Sect, the Pure Land Sect that originated from Buddhism, developed in the previous dynasty..." The tall and thin man started talking to himself before Du Yi could reply.
"Come on, brother, come up, come up quickly, tell everyone what happened to you!"
On the high platform, the leader pointed at someone casually and asked him to come up and tell a story. However, this has nothing to do with the current Du Yi.
"...However, the followers of my religion are coveted by Liang Ting because they are too rich. They label us as a cult, kill us wantonly, and seize our property!"
"Oh my God, my brother, my poor brother!" After listening to the man's story, the leader on the high platform burst into tears. He hugged the man and kept patting his back. .
Everyone in the audience couldn't help crying, and loudly cursed the unscrupulous master.
"However, we did not give up, so we, the Manichaeans, revolted!"
"Wait a minute, brother, aren't we the White Lotus Sect?" Du Yi asked with a confused look on his face.
we? The tall, thin man and Lao Sun smiled vaguely.
"Yes, Manichaeism, that's what we were called hundreds of years ago!"
"Oh, then, what happens next?"
"Oh my god, our young sister, may my mother protect her!" The leader on the stage trembled, kneeling on the ground to comfort a woman who was lying on the ground crying.
"Then we failed and were defeated by a dead eunuch named Tong Guan. But we didn't give up. We broke into pieces and lurked. We changed our names and became small cults.
We have not forgotten our origins, but in order to avoid unnecessary trouble, we changed our name to the White Lotus Sect! "
hiss--
I remembered it, completely remembered it!
Du Yi shouted in his heart...
It turns out that the Manichaeans of the previous dynasty changed their names!
However, it seems that there are some records in the official documents of Xiuyi...
Trouble, this is the horrible cult that almost caused the previous dynasty to fall!
If it weren't for the fact that the Mongol people in the north were fighting a civil war at that time and had no time to deal with things in the south...
Da Liang might have explained it.
No, this information must be spread!
“…those unscrupulous masters, they are not human beings!
My poor child was hung up and beaten to death with a whip just because he was hungry and stole a piece of the young master's snack! "
A man with a resolute face couldn't bear it any longer. He stood on the high platform and complained to the people around him with tears in his eyes.
The tall and thin man turned his head without saying anything.
Through the accusations of several people, Du Yi also knew the identities of the people around him.
Servant, servant, untouchable, slave...
When Da Qi was founded, it was devastated and money was needed everywhere.
For this reason, Taizu often raided corrupt officials and unscrupulous businessmen.
But no one was rich at that time, and the money confiscated was just a drop in the bucket.
Therefore, Taizu turned his attention to Jiangnan, which basically suffered no big losses.
For some reason, Taizu only raided some families that were too inappropriate and let others go.
It may be the technology they have mastered, it may be their business philosophy, it may be their backers...
In any case, for the sake of taxes from Jiangnan, Taizu compromised with the Jiangnan aristocratic families.
With nothing to lose, they frantically expanded their power and became emperors of the earth.
Taizu was not easy to deal with either. He seized the opportunity and severely damaged the Jiangnan aristocratic families in an instant, making them unable to compare with before.
But even so, they still have a large number of fields and industries, as well as a large number of slaves.
Time passed by, and after several decades, master and slave seemed to have become a natural couple.
The master no longer regards himself and his slaves as the same kind. In the eyes of the master, the slaves are just items, items that he can manipulate at will and control the power of life and death.
And what about the worldly servants?
They are subject to extremely strict restrictions in all aspects such as imperial examinations and marriage, cutting off all possibilities to change their destiny. They can only rely on those masters who control their own life and death for generations.
The despair of life and being brutally oppressed for generations have accumulated unquenchable hatred!
What's even more despicable is that with the influx of disaster victims one after another, their treatment has been reduced again and again!
At this time, the prosperous and peaceful Jiangnan is like a powder keg behind the scenes. It only takes a spark to activate it and blow up the entire Jiangnan!
This incident is so terrible, it will definitely be a major event that will affect the entire Jiangnan!
Be sure to tell the adults in Jinling in time!
"Gu——"
At this moment, Du Yi's stomach rang.
marvelous! It’s true that I was hungry for nearly three hours without eating a grain of rice!
"Two, two brothers, do we have anything to eat here?" Du Yi scratched the back of his head in embarrassment.
"Hahaha, of course. I will give meals to the brothers in the church later. Come and eat together!"
. . . . . .
Although it's not a big fish or meat, it's not bad either.
Tofu and duck soup, plus open-mouthed rice.
Maybe some of the servants here eat much better than this every day, but here they are sitting here with like-minded brothers in the church, talking about the future together.
"Boss, is this the only thing here?" Du Yi was a little disappointed. They are all evil cults. Why can't they have a bigger picture and have some beef?
"What, what else do you want to eat?"
"After all, I should have some beef..."
"I think you are being blind. Cows are so precious. Can these ducks compare to them? Besides, if you buy a cow, you will be inspected by the yamen every now and then. If the cow is found to be eaten, you will have to squat in the big house. Hell! It’s detrimental to the reputation of my holy religion!”
The face of the tall and thin man actually exuded a kind of light called law-abiding.
"This...can't you steal one?" Du Yi continued to ask.
Then he saw the two brothers looking at him with disgust.
"I didn't expect, I didn't expect that a young man with thick eyebrows and big eyes would have such dirty thoughts, tsk tsk tsk..."
"What's wrong! We are not an evil...holy sect. Do we want to go against the government? What's wrong with stealing a cow to eat?"
"Assholes! We are the Holy Religion! Although we have fallen a lot in recent years, we are not those thieves!
The money we spent to buy ducks and tofu was all earned through doing business openly! Look there! "Old Sun yelled at Du Yi, and then pointed at the person. Du Yi thought it looked familiar.
Aren't these the people from the gambling house?
"Look, that's one of the properties of our holy religion, the gambling house! All the money made is the ill-gotten gains of gamblers!"
Open a gambling house? It's really upright...
"And, do you know? Our teacher also contacted General Hu from the Jiangnan camp through the gambling house, and got a lot of benefits from him. Those fools, ha!"
The tall, thin man looked contemptuous.
"Having said so much, you should know what you are going to do next, right?" Lao Sun looked at Du Yi in front of him with a smile, with a fierce light in his eyes.
"W-what?"
Du Yi was still pretending to be stupid.
"Hey, brother Du Yu, don't act stupid, since you entered this village, you can't run away.
Having said all that, I just want you to join us because you are a disciple of Jingwu Martial Arts School and have mastered the twenty-four styles of the bloody battle. I want you to join us and teach everyone Haosheng. What do you think? "
The tall and thin man stepped on Du Yi's long sword, and put his right hand on the hilt of the sword on his left waist. If he heard the word "no" from Du Yu's mouth, he would draw his sword and kill this guy!
Du Yi fell silent, lowering his head and not knowing what he was thinking. The two brothers just looked at him quietly, ready to take action at any time.
Just when the two of them were waiting impatiently and were about to take action, Du Yi suddenly raised his head and looked at the leader who was consoling the believers in the distance.
"I'm joining!
In order to save my fellow servant brothers from the sea of suffering and to establish my mother’s Buddhist kingdom on earth, so what if I, Du Yu, risk my life! "
"Okay! Brothers, we have a swordsmanship instructor!
Coach Du, Coach Du! "
"Instructor Du, Instructor Du!"
The believers cheered, and the leader in the distance also stood there, looking towards Du Yi with a kind face.
Du Yi also seemed to be infected by the lively atmosphere. He picked up a bowl of soup and drank it as if drinking...
The dinner lasted for half an hour, and it was already very late.
The servants had work during the day and could not drink here, so after finishing all the food, they gathered together in twos and threes and walked back to their master's house.
"Recruiting a swordsmanship instructor, although I don't know his specific quality yet. But judging from his body shape, he has indeed been trained.
His waistband indeed bears the name of Jingwu Martial Arts School. I don’t think anyone in this world would dare to impersonate them.
And no matter how displeased the apprentice is, this group of people will not destroy their own brand and let a disciple who has failed the examination run out and make a living in the world.
You did a good job in this matter. "
At the south entrance of the village, the leader in white clothes was sitting on a carriage, praising a group of masters stationed here who were kneeling on the ground in a calm tone.
"The leader is so complimentary. Any fledgling young man who hears about the tragic experiences of the brothers in the sect will not be able to help but join us. This is what subordinates should do!" The tall and thin man spoke in a very respectful tone. .
"Well, just don't forget to keep an eye on that kid. I have other things to do. I have to go somewhere else to give lectures to our brothers, so there's no need to send me off."
The leader also has to give lectures everywhere!
"Yes, I would like to send you my regards to the leader!"
Several people couldn't afford to bow down. It wasn't until the leader's carriage slowly walked away that they slowly got up from the ground.
"By the way, where did that kid go?" The tall and thin man turned around and asked.
"I'm going to go to Chugong. Don't worry, I've sent someone to watch him. There will definitely be no mistakes!"
"Well, that's good. It's getting late. Let's go back."
. . . . . .
hut.
"It stinks!"
Du Yi covered his nose and squatted on the pit.
How long has it been since it was cleaned?
My sacrifice is too great!
Du Yi shook his head and got rid of these distracting thoughts.
It was here that he could have some alone time.
He quickly turned the small bundle he was carrying in front of him and took out a small box.
Open it, and a black homing pigeon is lying in the box, pecking at the last bit of millet in the corner.
Seeing that the owner finally opened the small box he was in, he would coo at the owner. Without making a sound, Du Yi grabbed his neck and pinched his beak.
"Shh!"
Du Yi raised his body slightly and looked outside through the window of the hut.
This is a "concave" shaped thatched house, with the two protruding ends facing the village, and the entire wall behind it leaning against the woods.
The wall is not connected to the eaves, but is hollowed out by less than a foot. It is absolutely impossible for adults to climb over it, at least Du Yi cannot climb out.
Therefore, the believers just guarded the front and stayed away because it was too smelly. They gathered together to talk and occasionally glanced at the latrine.
Du Yi rolled the note he had written long ago into a roll, stuffed it into a small bamboo tube no thicker than a pen, and hung it on the pigeon's leg.
After that, Du Yi stood up carefully while holding the pigeon in both hands. For fear of contaminating something, he placed the pigeon on the edge.
"Brothers outside, do you have any paper? I didn't bring any paper!"
Du Yi shouted outside. At this moment, he threw down the pigeon in his hand and used his shout to block the slight sound of the pigeon's wings flapping and slowing down.
The pigeons are also carefully selected, specially selected to make little noise when flapping their wings, and with special training, the sound can also be quiet.
After landing, the pigeon did not take off immediately. Instead, it quickly alternated its paws and ran into the forest. Then it selected its target by the afterglow of the torch in the distance, flew to the treetops, and waited for dawn.
Pigeons have extremely poor vision at night. If they can successfully let him leave with the information, it is considered a success. Next, it depends on its fate.
"Listen, listen! I knew as soon as I heard that he was a rich man from Jinling City, and he even used paper to wipe it!" A guard came up to his companion, looked at the latrine and said with disdain.
Before Du Yi truly showed his abilities, they would not truly believe in him as a swordsmanship instructor just because of an appointment.
"Teacher, please wait a moment! I'm a farmer and don't have enough money to use paper. I'll find some leaves for you to use!"
After saying that, he got up and walked towards the bushes.
. . . . . .
early morning.
South of Jinling City, the Grand Campus.
The most tiring group of sentries was coming to an end, but the soldiers on the observation deck showed no joy at all. They just drooped their eyelids tiredly and looked ahead aimlessly.
Jiangnan has been in peace for many years. I really don’t know why it takes so much time to keep vigil!
The soldiers on duty complained in their hearts.
Next to him was his companion who had fallen asleep.
Because he lost his previous bet, he slept on duty today and was on duty independently.
Suddenly, there was a rattling sound in the fog ahead, as if nearly a thousand horses were moving forward.
The originally sleepy soldier immediately became energetic and shook his companions.
"Wake up, wake me up quickly!"
Snapped!
"Ah!" A sharp pain on his face woke up his sleeping companion, and he was so angry that he rushed towards the soldier who was retracting his hand.
"Stop making trouble! A large group of people is coming this way!"
The soldier quickly blocked his companion's attack and whispered to him.
A large team of people!
These four words immediately brought the companion back to his senses. He quickly put on his helmet and looked cautiously towards the heavy fog ahead.
The soldiers on the side rang a bunch of bells to notify the troops on duty, picked up a slightly embroidered gong on the ground, and stared at their companions.
Whenever there is any abnormality in him, he will ring the gong desperately and summon reinforcements.
Don’t even look at where this is, Jiangnan Camp!
As time passed, the sound of horse hooves got closer and closer, and the two people on the observation deck were already wet with cold sweat. Nervous as hell.
Soon, several knights appeared in front of their companions with three big flags.
"Military flag?" His companion murmured to himself, squinting his eyes to see clearly.
There was a sound of footsteps in the camp, and the two men finally breathed a sigh of relief. The troops on duty had arrived.
The companion looked forward again, and now the pattern on the flag could be clearly seen.
Suzaku, Black Tiger, Jia.
I'll be a good boy! General Jia Hui, who came to Jinling a few days ago, is here!
Although I have recognized the person in front of me, I still need to make further confirmation, check the seal, etc. There is a process for this.
"Dare, dare I ask which general is coming to my Jiangnan camp!"
The companion plucked up the courage and shouted down.
"Imperial envoy to rectify the Jiangnan camp, Shangzhu Kingdom, General Sima leads the Ministry of War, Minister Guanglu, Grand Governor of the Left Army of the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, Duke of Dunhuang, Jia Hui!"
Second update!
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