Now that Xie Qian is leaving, the most difficult problem for Zhu Yiyuan and his father will be solved. Otherwise, it would be really unbearable for Zhu Yiyuan to support King Lu all the time.
But Zhu Yiyuan couldn't be happy either, "Thank you... Commander, the troops are scratched and the morale of the army is unstable. If you insist on fighting with the Qing court, you will inevitably hit the stone with an egg. If you must go to war, you must be flexible and use your strengths and avoid weaknesses to have a chance of winning."
Xie Qian frowned slightly and smiled and said: "Master Zhu, I appreciate your kindness. I also know that the chance of winning against the Qing army is not high at this moment, but the people in this world are all because of the low chance of winning.
If I don’t dare to fight, wouldn’t I be surrendering the world to the Tatars? I, Xie Qian, am just not convinced. Even if I hit an egg against a stone, I will give it a try to see how hard this stone is!”
This was said so boldly that Zhu Yiyuan couldn't help but be startled.
Indeed, if we just calculate the strength and the gap between the two sides is so big, we might as well just surrender. Why fight?
Aren't there just some warriors who are not afraid of strong enemies? They fight bravely and create miracles to change the situation of strength and weakness!
When Zhu Yiyuan's heart was shocked, Yan Ermei had already touched her palms in admiration and said with emotion: "Master said that you know what you can't do, but do it. When doing things, just ask whether you should do it. Where justice lies, do your duty. Thanks to the commander, he is really a warrior in the world. Yan is not talented.
I am willing to follow Commander Xie, and I hope Commander Xie can take me in."
Xie Qian was startled for a moment, looked at Zhu Yiyuan, and thought to himself, this is your friend, are you willing to let him go?
Zhu Yiyuan said quickly: "Thank you, Commander. Mr. Yan once led the villagers to help the Shige Department. He is a versatile man in both civil and military affairs. We can feel more at ease if we let him follow the Commander."
Xie Qian finally nodded, "Well, if that's the case, let's swear to fight together! Don't let Old Thief Hong go to appease the south, just stay in Shandong!"
Xie Qian's enthusiasm moved everyone, and everyone immediately started making preparations.
Xie Qian originally had more than 2,000 people. After entering Zichuan, he captured many officers and soldiers and recruited some young men. He had almost 3,000 soldiers and horses under his command.
According to Xie Qian's arrangement, he appointed a total of six thousand households to lead the army respectively. He falsely claimed that he had 10,000 soldiers and horses, and set out from Zichuan to kill Jinan Prefecture.
Xie Qian decided to leave, which was a wise move, because the Qing government would not give him time at all. Once he was trapped in Zichuan and surrounded by Qing troops on all sides, he would be completely out of luck.
Therefore, he had to act before the Qing army. As for finishing the aftermath, he left it to Zhu Yiyuan. Anyway, this kid is good at doing this.
"Thank you, Commander, and take the flag!"
Father Zhu Guanyu handed Xie Qian a large flag with bright red characters embroidered on it. The bright red characters were dazzling and shining.
Xie Qian's face turned red, he caught it firmly, and then shook it vigorously, "I, Xie Qian, am still alive. The land of Shandong and the heroes of Qilu will not surrender!"
"No surrender! No surrender! I would rather die than surrender!"
From this rebel leader who was a domestic servant, Zhu Yiyuan read something called heroic. Even though he led a ragtag group of people, even though his chances of winning were very low.
But everyone was still willing to follow. The moment the bright banner was erected, many Zichuan folks' eyes turned red, and some young people desperate to join Xie Qian's team.
The crowd was excited and morale was like a rainbow.
"Thank you, Commander, we are ready to win!"
Father Zhu Guanyu roared hard and waved his arms to bid farewell to the expedition team.
Turning his head, Mr. Zhu saw his son Zhu Yiyuan, and he was a little embarrassed. From his heart, he was eager for Xie Qian to leave quickly. The matter of supporting King Lu had better disappear completely. He has had more nightmares these days than he has in half his life.
It adds up to more.
Logically speaking, Xie Qian left and let him go. It was time to take a breath.
But Father Zhu's heart started to lift again, especially when he handed the flag to Xie Qian with his own hands, he suddenly felt ashamed.
Fortunately, he is still a member of the clan, so he is not as upright as a domestic slave.
"I'm just a little reptile. Why do you think I should learn music, poetry, calligraphy and painting, or walk a dog with a falcon? I should learn literature, Taoism and martial arts. When the country is in danger, I stand up. Only in that way can I be worthy of my ancestors."
Zhu Yiyuan rolled his eyelids and said, "Well, if you learn a good skill, you can keep company with the King of Tang."
One sentence left Father Zhu speechless. After a long time, he shook his head and sighed, "Stop saying anything. You guys can make up your mind on what to do next."
Father Zhu asked Xie Qian if he was not sure about foreign affairs, and asked his son if he was not sure about domestic matters.
As the commander-in-chief, he is quite worry-free in his role.
Zhu Yiyuan couldn't say anything to his father. He had no choice but to work harder.
Xie Qian sent out troops in a hurry, and there were still many finishing matters that were not completed.
For example, although the Han family was killed, there were still many celebrities from the Jin gentry who had taken refuge with the Qing court. In addition, there were many left-over officials who committed many evil deeds and caused great public dissatisfaction, but there was no time to deal with them.
Then there are the fields in Zichuan County that need more treatment.
There is no other way but to do it yourself.
"Mr. Jiang, I need your help in this matter."
Jiang Qi was startled. He raised his head and looked at Zhu Yiyuan stupidly. He swallowed and said, "That Mr. Zhu, what do you want me to do?"
Zhu Yiyuan couldn't help but want to laugh, "Are you willing if I let you deal with the officials and gentry in Zichuan and decide their life or death?"
Jiang Qi was stunned for a long time, then suddenly slapped his thigh, transforming from a small cell leader into a high-ranking person who controls life and death. Why was he a little dizzy!
"Master Zhu, to be honest, I enjoyed watching Commander Xie execute the Han family. If you let me do this, I would be willing to die."
Zhu Yiyuan's face sank, "Mr. Jiang, do you understand? I ask you to deal with it impartially, but you are not allowed to take personal revenge. Moreover, you must have a basis for dealing with these people. I will let the folks from Zichuan watch. If there is any
I won’t agree to anything inappropriate.”
Jiang Qi thought for a moment and nodded.
"I understand, Mr. Zhu, please rest assured! I have been a prison boss for more than 20 years. How can I not know what they did?"
Jiang Qi spat hard. He had boarded the pirate ship and couldn't get off even if he thought about it.
He helped Zhu Yiyuan deal with Wang Qing's old troops and captured Li Wenyuan.
Xie Qian asked his men to sneak into Zichuan County with Li Wenyuan's cards.
During the final attack on the city, the horses and armor of Wang Qing's men also played a big role.
If this is investigated, Jiang Qi is enough to destroy the nine tribes.
It is impossible not to hang out with Zhu Yiyuan, this is called being forced to go to the Liangshan Mountain.
"First capture the pian Han Dong and bring him to Pichang Temple!"
The so-called PiChang Temple was established by Zhu Yuanzhang to store human skin pillows and warn officials. Although no emperor has continued to tinker with cobblers since Zhu Yuanzhang, the PiChang Temple has been preserved and is the symbol of all yamen.
match.
Jiang Qi was indeed an expert. He asked people to escort Han Dong, the clerk, who was ranked fourth in Zichuan County after the county magistrate, county magistrate, and chief registrar.
But the county magistrates are all floating officials. As a magistrate, he directly controls the government officials and really deals with the people, so he is naturally very fat.
"Old Han, you never imagined that you would fall into my hands."
Han Dong's face turned pale and his whole body was shaking.
"Brother Jiang, we work together. I, although I have shaved my head, I have not sincerely surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. You can't do whatever you want."
Jiang Qi chuckled, then turned around and said to Zhu Yiyuan: "Sir, are you only asking about the traitors who have taken refuge with the Tartars?"
Zhu Yiyuan said coldly: "Traitors must be severely punished, and corrupt officials who harm the people must not be spared. This time, we want to let the people make the decision."
Jiang Qi nodded quickly, "Han Dong, did you hear that? Over the years, you have collected money to do things, bullied people, seized property, robbed other people's daughters, and forced no less than ten people to death. Do you think no one knows?"
Han Dong was panic-stricken. He saw that the situation was not good, so he could only plead: "Brother Jiang, you are so generous. I am willing to give up all my family property, just please let me live."
Jiang Qi glanced at Zhu Yiyuan.
Zhu Yiyuan walked up to the people watching the excitement, cupped his fists and said, "Folks, we are here to make the decision for everyone. If you have any grudges, just speak out. We will not be lenient against corrupt officials."
Zhu Yiyuan asked three times in a row. From behind the crowd, an old man came out tremblingly. He gritted his teeth and said: "This is the man. He took over my daughter. My girl was only thirteen, and he took her into the house.
Became a concubine."
Zhu Yiyuan nodded, "Go and bring some people here."
The rebels agreed, and not long after, the rebels came back with a young girl. When she saw the old man, she rushed towards him and burst into tears.
"Dad, my daughter's life is over!"
The father and daughter held each other's hands and cried, which really made everyone sad and tearful.
Later, some villagers came forward to testify against Han Dong, the code official. Some of them killed good people unjustly, some of them robbed property, and there were countless people who hated him.
Zhu Yiyuan saw this and couldn't help but snorted coldly: "The crimes are too many to list, behead them immediately!"
Sure enough, there were rebel soldiers escorting Han Dong. When they arrived at the market entrance, they stabbed Han Dong with one click. His head rolled off and blood splashed three feet away...
This is really killing!
After dealing with Han Dong, Zhu Yiyuan said again: "Confiscate their property, house and land, and return them all to the people."
As soon as these words came out, the people present became even more excited.
I don’t know when it started. Land annexation was the biggest drawback of the Ming Dynasty. More than 90% of the local backlog of cases were land disputes.
However, the officials have always sided with the wealthy gentry, and too many ordinary people did not receive justice until they died.
Today, finally someone is willing to uphold justice for them.
"Sir, we have been wronged, we have been wronged!"
Cries of injustice come and go... This chapter has been completed!
