The Min family in Yangzhou had learned how to make movable type. Although the quantity was not large, it was enough for printing slogans. Anyway, there were no uncommon characters in the whole text.

Under the leadership of Min Wenwei, the attitude of the Min family has always been ambiguous.

The junior clerk named Min in the yamen worked for Zhu Guoxiang without any scruples. But the serious scholars of the Min family stayed in the academy and were not allowed to go down the mountain, as if Yangzhou was still in the hands of the imperial court.

Zhu Guoxiang did not impose any force, but forcibly commandeered the Min family's printing workshop and confiscated all the engraved movable type.

In ancient times, there was no Internet, and it was impossible to electrify the whole country.

The prisoners were often brought back with the proclamation and given to the enemy general, or sent directly to the capital. If the two armies were fighting, the prisoners brought back with the proclamation might end badly. There are often records of "beheading prisoners and burning them" in history books.

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Of course, there are other ways, such as using bows and arrows to shoot messages into the city, or having them posted on traffic arteries.

It spreads very slowly!

The passage to Shaanxi was blocked, and passing merchants and travelers were strictly inspected. Zhu Guoxiang printed hundreds of memoranda and sent detailed copies eastward to Jinzhou for dissemination, and at the same time sent them south to Ju Ming.

Those slogans in Tokyo were made up of people disguised as homeless beggars and spread along the way. They were mainly posted at docks, delivery shops, road pavilions, etc.

By the way, collect information.

These detailed works were all refugees from Shaanxi and western Beijing, and were brought back to Yangzhou by Zhang Guangdao.

They specially select smart people, arrange marriages with women, give birth to children, and then select them to be fine craftsmen. They also teach them how to read and write, and also teach text encryption methods (if pinyin is not good, they have to match Mandarin).

Shi San is one of them. His wife and children are in Daming Village.

His wife was also a refugee and could actually recognize a few words. After marrying him, she gave birth to a son the next year. As long as he was willing to inquire about information, his wife and children would receive preferential treatment from Mr. Zhu.

Holding a broken bowl in his left hand and a wooden stick in his right hand, Shi San dragged his lame leg forward.

The lameness was just an act because he was afraid of being arrested by the government and sent to serve.

There are so many homeless people with unkempt hair, dirty faces, and ragged clothes that no one will notice them if they are thrown into a crowd.

He had two partners. After spreading propaganda in Tokyo, one went to Shandong, the other to Jiangsu and Zhejiang, and Shi San limped to Shaanxi.

They all have a place to stay.

Those who go to Shandong and go to Kuiqiu to deliver letters to Li's father can stay at Li Bao's house.

People who go to Jiangsu and Zhejiang and send letters to Qian Chen in Taihu Lake can stay at Qian Chen's home.

Shi San went to Shaanxi to contact merchants, where Zhang Guangdao had smuggling partners.

"Okay, okay, give me something to stutter." Shi San came to a village and went begging from house to house.

"Go, go, go, I'm still not full!"

It is very difficult to beg for food these days. The government is exploiting people, food prices are soaring, and the people are miserable.

Whenever he was expelled, Shi San changed his mind and asked for water.

After asking more than a dozen households, finally a woman was willing to give him water.

Shi San felt that there was no one else in the room, so he probably went to work in the fields, so he immediately took out the broken silver and whispered: "Madam, I am not a beggar, but a scholar. I was robbed by gangsters on the way, and even the servants were killed.

I don't dare to show off my wealth anymore, so I go home disguised as a beggar. Take this little money and please bake me some cakes. It doesn't take more than twenty cakes."

Seeing that his words were very coherent, the woman immediately believed him and asked Shi San to sit under the eaves to rest while she went to the kitchen to make pancakes.

The price of food is too high, it is inconvenient to use copper coins, and every piece of work is carried with scraps of silver.

He also brought a dagger!

Shi San already had several lives in his hands. It was inevitable that someone would have evil intentions towards him, so he would have no choice but to kill him and run away.

The woman baked the grain cakes and stuffed him with copper coins. She warned him: "Twenty pieces of cakes are not worth so much money. These are money to compensate you. You eat them in hiding. Don't let others see you. You are afraid of coming back again."

I'm going to be robbed by gangsters."

"Thank you madam, I'll leave first." Shi San stuffed the grain cakes into his torn pocket and limped westward.

Come to the wilderness and devour everything.

After eating, I continued on my way and stopped at a suburban delivery shop.

He huddled near the delivery shop, holding a broken bowl as if begging for food, and listened to the conversations of the travelers.

The travelers sat in a pavilion by the roadside and talked about their travels and experiences. They also talked about the rebellion of the red thieves in Hanzhong. Then they talked about making money, and the imperial court ordered it to be collected nationwide, and everyone cursed the treacherous ministers in a low voice.

Night gradually fell, and the travelers had already left.

Shi San lay down by the river and pretended to drink water. He took out an ink stick and ground it a little. After absorbing the ink on his bamboo pen, he wrote down what he thought was useful information.

Zhu Guoxiang repeatedly warned that wherever you go, you can ignore other things, but you must record the price of food!

After writing down the message, he unwrapped the oil paper bag, took out a piece of message, moistened it with water, and pasted it on the pillar of the resting pavilion.

After doing this, it was almost dark, and Shi San continued on his way limping, looking for a place to sleep that was sheltered from the wind and rain.

A few days later, Shi San passed by Luoyang and posted seven or eight messages outside the city.

The next day, early morning.

Soon someone saw the message. The illiterate people didn't take it seriously, but the literate people were shocked: "Quick... report it to the official!"

"Du Erlang, what does it say? But the government wants to increase taxes again?"

"Don't ask, it's not a good thing."

"We are all blind, so let's read it."

"I don't dare. This is written by a traitor."

"..."

The more this happens, the more people watch, and the nearby neighbors want to know what the rebels wrote.

Finally, a scholar who was not afraid of trouble opened his mouth and said, "What are you afraid of reading? This is written by the rebels, not by us."

This person was afraid that the neighbors would not understand, so he took the initiative to translate it into a common saying: "This Chinese Zhu Thief said that when people gather together, they form a family, and when families gather together, they form a country... All countries in the world are based on people. The emperor is a ruler of people, and he should consider the people.

.The sage does not care about his own benefits, but lets everyone in the world benefit..."

The neighbors gathered around and after listening to the appeal, they all felt that it was very reasonable and that every sentence spoke to their hearts.

It seems that the two Zhu thieves in Hanzhong are really not bad rebels, but good rebels who think about the people.

"Get out of the way, get out of the way!"

After hearing the news, several officials came and dispersed the people, then took off the slogan and sent it to the Yamen.

Jingxi Road transfer envoy Zhang Rulin was having a drink at the home of deputy envoy Lu Rong.

The two of them were demoted almost at the same time and will leave Luoyang in a few days.

Zhang Rulin went to Emperor Shu and asked to cancel the Western Route to Offer Flowers and Fruits (Hua Shi Gang) to the west of Beijing. Song Huizong had already agreed, but Wang Fu said that Zhang Rulin had made slanderous remarks about the emperor.

Lu Rong's crime was simpler. When he was studying at Luti School in Lizhou, he recommended Ju Ming to be a scholar of the Eight Elements, and he also recommended Ju Ming to study in Taixue.

The former was demoted to Guangdong, and the latter was demoted to Guangxi.

"Alas, that thief Wang Fu doesn't waste time in framing Zhongliang," Zhang Rulin sighed. "I was busy recruiting troops to suppress the thieves, but because of a little personal grudge, he demoted me to Guangdong as an official."

Lu Rong didn't answer and just kept drinking.

Zhang Rulin added: "Your Excellency, please don't be depressed. The Zhu family and his son are thieves, but you are not the thief."

Lu Rong shook his head: "Zhu Chenggong is a young and talented man, full of knowledge. Zhu Yuanzhang is a benevolent gentleman and full of skills. It is unbelievable that the two of them caused trouble. I can't hate it, but have some sympathy. They must have pity for the people of the world and treat those in Tokyo.

The foolish king is so disappointed that he disregards his personal reputation and wants to seek justice for all people in the world."

"Be careful!"

Zhang Rulin quickly reminded: "I just criticized your Majesty, and others heard it, so I was reported to Wang Fu."

Lu Rong sneered: "The worst that can happen is that we will be demoted to common people. What's the point of being an official? You and I are responsible for the transportation, and the people in the west of Beijing are displaced, but we are still levying excessive taxes. If we don't do it, we will violate the imperial decree. If we do, we will exploit and harm the common people.

, He is no longer a human being inside and out. It is just right to be demoted now, so as not to suffer that day and night!"

"My lord, my lord..." An old servant ran in, holding in his hand the memorandum that had been removed by the official.

Zhang Rulin looked a little strange after reading the appeal.

Lu Rong took it and read it carefully, and actually laughed and said: "It's fun to scold me, this sentence can be paired with wine!"

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There are also detailed trips to Jinghu and Jiangxi.

Zhong Ziang was opening a forum in Huarong County to preach the Dharma. One day he saw people watching at the pier. He curiously went over to watch the fun.

Zhong Ziang was shocked when he saw clearly what was written, but when an official came and quickly took away the message.

Zhong Ziang hurriedly followed him, took out a handful of copper coins and said, "Brothers, let's take these to have a drink. Let me make a copy of this article."

"What did you copy it for?" asked an official.

Another official reminded in a low voice: "This is the master of Zhongtan who preaches and teaches the Dharma. He has thousands of believers in Huarong County. You must not offend him."

The official officer's expression changed instantly, and then he smiled and said, "Mr. Zhong wants to copy it, just copy it."
To be continued...