The evening of the third day of August.
On the table in the yamen of the Marshal's Mansion, there were four wooden boxes with fine workmanship and simple decoration.
The box was filled with lime and sealed with the heads of four generals. They were Zhang Yingjia, the guard at Erlangguan, Baoning Prefecture, Sichuan, Huang Chaoxi, the commander, and Guo Zhanchen, the guard at Baizhangguan, and Chen Zhong, the commander.
Along with the four heads, there were five hundred taels of gold and a joint letter from Daba Mountain at the junction of Shaanxi and Sichuan.
The letter said that the person who wrote the letter was named Yao Zhangru, who was born in Hanzhong and had a nickname of shaking the sky. In his early years, he joined the army of Hanzhong King Daliang. After Wang Daliang died, he led his troops to retreat to Daba Mountain. He was active in Kuizhou and Baozhou in northeastern Sichuan. Ning Erfu.
Now there are 30,000 soldiers, including Yao Zhangru who shakes the sky, Huanglong who fights in the middle, Zhang Xian, the king of neatness, Wang Youjin, the king of the world, Yuan Tao, the king of the world, Yang Bingyun, the king of the world, Liu Weiming, the king of the rebellion, and Bai, the king of the earthquake. Jiaolong, Black Tiger King Wang Gao, Shuntian King Liang Shizheng, Huang Yaozi Jing Keqin, Xiao Han Wang Zhao Duoduo, Xiao Qin Wang Wang Guangxing, Living Hell King Ma Chao fifteen battalions.
If the Generalissimo is willing to accept them, they are willing to be the pioneers for the Marshal's Mansion to go south to Sichuan.
Liu Chengzong put down the letter and frowned heavily. Then he saw Fan Sanlang, who had gone to deliver the letter outside the Yamen, come back. Seeing his expression, he walked around behind and pinched his shoulders and asked, "Whose heads do these belong to?"
"The big boss in Bashan was a Hanzhong bandit in the early years. He said in the letter that he would surrender and help me enter Sichuan. He killed the four generals guarding the border in eastern Sichuan and sent their heads over. Most likely because he was afraid of being underestimated."
Liu Chengzong's face was very distressed. This Yao Zhangru was really going to cause trouble for others. He had just planned to seriously establish a title to be the king, and then he sent a joint letter requesting his allegiance. Fifteen people would make eleven fucking kings.
Moreover, things are not easy to handle. He cannot afford the food for serious incorporation. If he enters Sichuan without following strict incorporation procedures, who will help whom Sichuan gain a foothold?
After all, it wasn't like Luo Rucai and Li Laojiao did it in the early years. Over the years, the rebels or thieves have become more powerful.
What's more, the number of 30,000 is very sensitive to Liu Chengzong. After all, the number of soldiers he feeds and pays is 30,000. He knows best the appetite of this gold-swallowing beast.
Unless Yao Zhangru has de facto separatist rule, their military discipline will not improve.
It is impossible for them to actually separate the regime in eastern Sichuan. If they did, the letter they sent would not be like this.
Therefore, Liu Shizi already had a rough guess about the situation of Yao Zhangru's 15th Battalion. Their strength should be accurate, their military discipline was bad, and they were running around east and north of Sichuan.
After thinking about this clearly, Liu Chengzong shook his head and put this trouble behind his mind, waving his hands and saying: "Ask craftsmen to make four wooden bodies for the head, put it in a coffin and bury it, and the money for the coffin will come from the gold they sent. Bury it under the drying ground on the west mountain."
He warned: "Don't bury Dongshan. Four officers and soldiers went down alone and were beaten when they turned around. It's not okay to come here in the middle of the night and beg me to move the grave."
Fan Sanlang was amused by him and chuckled, and then he heard him ask seriously: "How many days has the messenger been here?"
"Four days, two people, a dog-headed strategist and a young guard. The master arranged for them to live outside the city, in the same courtyard when Hauge was there."
Hearing this, Liu Chengzong sneered. From now on, that courtyard will be the designated guest house of the Marshal's Mansion.
Fan Sanlang asked: "Meet them?"
"Don't worry, isn't your second brother-in-law here too? He came all the way to see me, why don't you meet him first? He also lives outside the city?"
Fan Sanlang nodded, but then he felt a little confused: "Let him wait, I think there is something wrong with him."
The second brother-in-law was named Che Cai. He was an old scholar from Xizhou, Shanxi. He ran all the way to Lanzhou in a chaotic situation. The most bizarre thing was that he brought two Shaanxi Juren and six Lanzhou scholars across the Yellow River. He was killed by Bai Zong of Yehubao. Jing Xiaoliu brought him into Hehuang.
But they were stuck at Chengyun. If it hadn't been for the chariot who said he wanted to see the old scholar, General Fan of the Marshal's Mansion, the nine of them would not have been able to see Liu Chengzong, and even Nianbo wouldn't have been able to get through.
Liu Chengyun is so smart. He is also a chief official who is truly rooted in the local area and manages the civil affairs of the Hehuang Army. He is well-informed and knows best the reserve of officials and scholars.
Not to mention Lanzhou's academicians, in the Hehuang Valley alone, there were only four academicians and ninety-two scholars left after the war.
Let's put it this way, as long as you don't run, there is a reason why you can't run.
Some families had elderly people who were not suitable for traveling, or they were elderly themselves. When the war broke out, they had no way to escape to Lanzhou, so they hid in the mountains with their families.
Some of the people who hid in the mountains were confused people who misjudged the situation.
Then there are two types, forty-seven scholars who came from poor backgrounds and resigned themselves to fate; and twenty-four who came from similar backgrounds to Liu Shizi and stayed as representatives to help the villagers and elders to petition Liu for their lives.
In particular, the behavior patterns of the twenty-four people at the back are surprisingly the same. As early as Liu Chengzong led his army to advance into Hehuang to occupy Xining Guards, they proposed to donate money to build a fort in the countryside, and during the Hehuang War, they protected their neighbors and took refuge in the fort. Many people were ready to fight to the death if they were robbed.
As a result, the army of the Marshal's Mansion ignored them at all. After defeating the five-town coalition forces, they decided to send a message to Hehuang. They squatted in the fort and didn't know what to do. Liu Chengyun sent the pox doctor over and asked them to leave the fort first. If he doesn't come out, he will put the pox doctor in the castle.
After a little trial and error, they returned home to farm.
Even now, the reasons for these people to stay are different, but the same thing is that there is not much basis of mutual trust with the Marshal's Office. People are very cooperative. It is no problem to be a doctor of agriculture in each township and as a representative of the township when something happens. ; But if the Marshal's Office wants to use them as officials, they have to flee to the mountains.
Liu Chengyun never forced them. Although he was not a scholar, he was by his side to guard the scholars and candidates. He understood this mentality.
There may be some who are not smart, some who are ignorant of current affairs, and some who are unlucky, but there are definitely no fools.
When the common people encounter a military disaster or a drought, it is a change of fate to join the army and work hard. The worst case scenario is to lose their lives. Even if they fail, as long as they can save their lives and survive and be recruited by the government, their lives will be the same as before, and they may be able to return. Can be divided into places.
Those who have achieved fame are not afraid of falling into despair for a while, they just want to have food to eat and survive. Before they reach a dead end, few people will seek illusory wealth. All they want is to get through it steadily and wait for the situation to stabilize. .
After getting through it, a scholar will still be a scholar, a scholar will still be a scholar, and knowledge will be power.
Suddenly several Lanzhou elites and scholars came out, saying that they wanted to defect to the Marshal's Mansion... Only a leader who was a grass bandit would believe such nonsense.
However, Che Cai said that he was a fellow villager of General Fan in Fanjiashan, Shanxi Province. Cheng Yun thought that it would be okay to put them in Xincheng under strict supervision. Anyway, his second brother had always been very wary. Even the leader of the border army, Yang Yao and Wang Wenxiu, defected, so he still had to ask. The last sentence is about the heroic general Song Shouzhen.
Regardless of any tricks, Chengyun believed that these talented scholars were no match for his second brother.
On the contrary, if you send it over, you can still watch a good show.
The good thing about this drama is that the general Fan Sanlang mentioned by Checai is a man, a veteran of the Liao border army, with thicker arms than Checai's legs, and he can shoot eight with a hundred-jin bow.
When they met, they were both dumbfounded.
Checai heard that there was General Fan Sanlang in the Marshal's Mansion. He wanted to find Fan Sanlang from Fanjiashan, but he didn't expect to see Du Qiaoer. Du Qiaoer thought that Fanjiashan was still alive, but he didn't expect to meet him. It turned out to be Mr. Che whose second sister had been his concubine for three days.
Meeting an old friend in a foreign land is a joyful thing, especially when survivors from two neighboring villages meet in distant Qinghai.
Although Fan Sanlang had only met Che Cai once in the past, and Che Cai had only been her brother-in-law for three days, Master Che was very kind to Fan Sanlang's family at that time. Wear makeup and flower sleeves robe.
During those three days, Mr. Che from the neighboring village was the hope of their family.
Fan Sanlang repeatedly asked the guards to take good care of Cha Xiucai, and even made preparations in her heart. If Cha Cai asked for an official, she could help put in a good word for Liu Chengzong.
But when she heard that Che had come here to meet Liu Chengzong, her enthusiasm became a little less intense.
Cha Cai was obviously here to do something. He could drive a Shanxi scholar all the way to Qinghai and keep him safe. Fan Sanlang didn't think he should speak on such a matter.
Liu Chengzong didn't care about this kind of thing. He guessed what Fan Sanlang was thinking and patted his hand on his shoulder: "You won't know until you see the good or bad. Since you said we'd see you later, let him wait a little longer. , I’ll meet the dog-headed military advisor you mentioned first.”
He was very interested in Shake Tiandong's group. He originally thought that the first person to send him a message from Sichuan would be Zhang Xianzhong who entered Hanzhong, but he did not expect that it would be these Hanzhong thieves who had followed Wang Daliang in the rebellion in the early years.
Not long after, the dog-headed military advisor Fan Sanlang called him was brought to the hall together with his little guard.
Only after meeting the person did Liu Chengzong know why Sanlang said he was a dog-headed strategist.
This man was wearing a brand-new blue satin robe, a square scarf and glasses. He was obviously a Confucian scholar, but someone had the word "Heavenly King" tattooed on his face with cinnabar. His whole demeanor was like a doormat.
On the contrary, the little guard behind him who was holding a belt and wearing clothes looked about fourteen or fifteen years old. At this age, he looked like an adult but not a child, but he looked like a character with a tigerish face and a murderous look.
The little thing had a baby head like a Mongolian. He was wearing black cotton pants, his calves were tied with rows, and he was holding a belt and a pair of heavy cavalry boots in his hands.
The guard at the Marshal's Mansion handed him a short, medium-sleeved robe with elbow-length sleeves, and left carrying a crotch armor with a large armor plate on the half body.
Tianbao, the gatekeeper of Shuai Mansion, stripped him naked in the street before letting him in. This kid looked young, but his whole body was like a weapons arsenal.
He wears a specially made two-foot-waist knife on his waist, a short knife under his short burqa, and a short ax on his back waist. When he takes off his belt, he can take out three throwing knives. He takes off his boots and wraps them around his calves. Two daggers were also tied up.
It was this kid who spoke first. He knelt down on the ground, put his boots aside and kowtowed. He raised his head and said, "Qin Ke, the son of Shaking Heaven, is going to kowtow to the Generalissimo."
After saying that, Qin Keduo turned his head and glared at the Confucian scholar: "Kowtow!"
The Confucian scholar was glared at and twitched with fright. He quickly prostrated himself and said, "Student Bazhou student Chen Min, please bow to the general marshal."
Liu Chengzong was sitting in the hall, looking at the strange combination of the two people, and said: "Get up and talk, your surname is adopted son?"
"Back to my handsome master, my father picked me up from the Nanjiang River six years ago. I am the eldest among sixteen adopted sons."
Liu Chengzong nodded, and just as he was about to say something, he saw the student clerk Chen Ming just stood up, suddenly took a big step to the side, suddenly fell down and kowtowed, and spoke quickly and urgently: "Please take me in, handsome man, save me." Life, please save me, handsome man!"
Qin Keduo, who had not yet stood up, suddenly frowned and reached for his waist, but found nothing. He stood up and was about to pounce when he was stopped by Liu Chengzong in the hall: "Don't dare to move!"
The angry Qin Keduo was stunned for a moment, as if he was trying to decide whether to move, but was restrained by the guards beside him. Liu Chengzong then asked Chen Min: "You got up to talk, what's going on?"
Chen Min did not dare to stand up or raise his head. He just thought to himself and said: "Since the first year of Chongzhen, the thieves from Yaohuang have crossed the mountains and entered Sichuan. They took over Bashan as bandits. They plundered the people and killed everyone they met, attacked the city and robbed the stronghold."
"The student was kidnapped last year. When the thieves saw that I could read, they tied me with a rope. They didn't let go until this year. They also forced me to tattoo my face. If I escape, I will repay the government for my capture. They also asked the commander to save my life. Student Be a cow and a horse in return!”
Liu Chengzong asked in confusion: "Don't you know that I am also a rebel?"
"Students know that, but after a few days in Huangzhong, the people will see no weapons for fighting, and they will kiss each other for a long time. It is really a paradise. The commander-in-chief and the thieves who shake yellow sticks are definitely not the same!"
"You fart!"
Qin Keduo was held down tightly by the guards. He glared at Chen Min with his eyes almost spitting out fire, and his teeth were almost broken. As soon as he finished speaking, he cursed: "You bitch, I wasted my time picking grass roots to feed you, you bitch." Bastard!"
Chen Min stood up straight, pointed to the sky and swore: "The students saw with their own eyes that last year, thieves with yellow sticks plundered Guangyuan, and the people fled into the caves in the mountains. There are many caves in Sichuan, which can accommodate hundreds of people. The thieves surrounded the entrance of the caves and smoked them. The smoke started a fire and killed more than four hundred people!"
The scholar spoke angrily, and the little thief became even more angry: "We are not like this!"
Liu Chengzong's evaluation of Yao Zhangru was a bit low in his heart. Not to mention killing people and causing trouble to the place, he was just the chosen envoy. What was he doing here?
In the Ming Dynasty, so many county government offices were in decline, so they came from Daba Mountain to Hehuang to complain?
He asked Qin Keduo: "What he said was false and he framed you?"
Qin Keduo angrily glanced at Chen Min again and looked up at Liu Chengzong, but his aura was a little lower: "No, if a man dares to do something, I am the one who set the fire... But we don't kill people on sight. Not to mention killing people from the beginning!"
Liu Chengzong leaned back and said nothing.
Qin Keduo said: "My father and the others are all from Qin. There were only more than 80 people when he picked me up. Now there are 30,000 people in our thirteen families. How could everyone be kidnapped?"
"Jianmen, Erlang, Chaotian, Qipan, and Baishui in northern Sichuan are surrounded by dangerous passes and surrounded by the army. At first, we could only kidnap some stupid gentry and ask for ransom; break some sticks and rob caravans and mountaineers. Later, the army came Only when we were defeated did we have some weapons."
Qin Keduo said: "My father often said that the people in northern Sichuan are arrogant and violent, the natives of Dazhai are tough, and the gentry is training their country soldiers everywhere and will kill us whenever we see them. Are they allowed to kill only us and not us?" kill?"
Liu Chengzong probably understood that the Yaohuang gang was different from the thieves he knew.
When other people rebelled, they were all hungry refugees who further turned into bandits. They advanced again in the process of fighting against the official army and became rebels or rebels. In the final analysis, they were all armies against the imperial court.
Yaohuang was different. As the survivors of Wang Daliang's failed uprising in his early years, they were too weak and went to a place surrounded by defenses. They ate grass roots in the mountains and completely lost the correctness of their uprising as poor people.
They were bandits, very traditional bandits, proficient in robbery, kidnapping, and killing. They were locked up in eastern Sichuan and northern Sichuan. They competed with the gentry in northern Sichuan for the common people and carried out vendettas.
If things go on like this, the hatred will be so strong that it cannot be dispelled, and the whole of Sichuan will know about their evil deeds. This is a disaster that is about to happen, and it is the same for the people and them. It is a disaster.
Because once this happens, in a few years, any leader who wants people to want Sichuan must destroy them first.
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