Chapter 53 Worship to Zhu Yuanzhang (for further reading)
If Ma Degong successfully kills him, Yan Zibin will definitely die. Zhu Yiyuan is victorious and he will not be able to escape.
No matter how he looked, there was no way out, but Yan Zibin managed to sneak in and escape. This level of agility was unprecedented and unprecedented.
No wonder he forced Li Zicheng to rebel and still saved his life. Even Zhu Yiyuan gave this man a thumbs up.
"How did your magistrate Yan escape?" Zhu Yiyuan asked calmly.
Master Fang said with a bitter face: "I don't know how I escaped, but I just found a bouquet of pearl flowers in the second hall."
"Pearl flowers? Women wear them?"
Master Fang nodded.
Zhu Yiyuan couldn't help but shake his head. Could it be that the first important thing to escape is to learn to dress in women's clothing? Only a master of women's clothing can stand among thousands of flowers without touching a single leaf?
"Send the order, pay attention to the search, seize Yan Zibin, send him over immediately, and show his head to the public!"
Zhu Yiyuan gave the order decisively without any mercy or leniency. He killed people indiscriminately and committed too many crimes, so he deserved to die.
At this time, there was no magistrate in Laiwu County, so there was really no need to show off.
Moreover, Ma Degong was captured and the rebels won a complete victory, which was enough to show their identity and deal with the Qing court. If they didn't even dare to enter Laiwu City, how could they recover the mountains and rivers?
Thinking of this, Zhu Yiyuan said loudly: "Enter the city!"
The last time he entered Xintai, Tan Qiye was obviously the most qualified, but he was not there. This time, Zhu Yiyuan pulled him and entered the city side by side, which made up for the regret.
As soon as they entered the city, a horse came from Xintai. It was Song Lian who sent urgent news.
Zhu Yiyuan took it in his hand and unfolded it. His heart suddenly sank and he couldn't help but stop.
Tan Qiye was stunned and knew that something big had happened.
"Master Zhu, but the Qing army is coming again?"
Zhu Yiyuan shook his head slightly and said in a low voice: "Jiangyin has been lost."
Just five words, everyone present was stunned, especially Zhao Shizhe, who was originally staying in Laiwu. His eyes were dull and he was looking ahead blankly, and suddenly burst into tears.
There was no sound, but the tears couldn't stop.
Jiangyin has finally fallen!
Also because of shaving his hair and changing clothes, Xie Qian's uprising broke out in Shandong, and Zhu Yiyuan was also involved. More than two months later, the current situation emerged. Thousands of soldiers in three counties had just captured a large number of people.
The troops of the Qing Dynasty were successful.
The paths of Jiangyin and Zhu Yiyuan were different. One hundred thousand soldiers and civilians chose to defend the city and fought fiercely for eighty-one days. Nearly one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians died in battle, and more than 75,000 Qing soldiers were killed.
It is really an amazing miracle that a group of ordinary people can achieve such a shocking exchange ratio and persist for such a long time.
The people of Jiangyin are so majestic! So majestic!
It is worthy of the eighty-day leader to show his allegiance to Taizu's seventeenth dynasty. One hundred thousand people died with one heart and righteousness, leaving three hundred miles of Ming Dynasty.
They did indeed do it, and the bravery and fearlessness of Jiangyin's soldiers and people will be engraved in the annals of history.
Just an isolated city with 100,000 soldiers and civilians couldn't turn things around... In the vast south of the Yangtze River, Jiangyin, which was the most active in resisting the Qing Dynasty, fell.
Many other cities have also fallen.
The Qing army slaughtered wildly, and the land of Jiangnan, a land of poetry, ritual and music, was filled with fishy smells and blood flowed thousands of miles away.
In order to avoid disaster, millions of people fled to Fujian, Jiangxi and other places... The Qing army drove the refugees to attack the Longwu regime. After Hongguang, I was afraid that Longwu would not last long.
After all Jiangnan fell to the Qing court, what could happen to Shandong, which was just around the corner?
Will our struggle fail in the end?
Will all of us, like the soldiers and civilians in Jiangyin, die in battle?
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Almost in an instant, the morale of the rebel army disappeared greatly, and the joy of capturing the horse was gone.
Resist the Qing Dynasty, resist the Qing Dynasty, the Qing Dynasty is so big, can we compete with it?
Zhu Yiyuan's heart was also sinking. Although he knew that Jiangyin could not hold on, he still hoped that a miracle would happen.
But facts have proven that the inertia of history is still rushing forward. Zhu Yiyuan felt like a praying mantis, baring his teeth and claws, and coming opposite was a tank of dozens of tons.
Not to mention blocking him, even looking at him means the Qing Dynasty has lost.
What is the meaning of all these things that I have been doing in Shandong?
Where is the way forward?
It was not just the soldiers who were confused. Zhu Yiyuan walked straight to the county government hall with heavy steps. His heart was very confused. He wanted to discuss with everyone how to boost the morale of the soldiers, strengthen their fighting spirit, and continue the fight.
We arrived at the county government office.
Zhu Yiyuan's footsteps suddenly stopped. Next to the county government office is a leather temple, which houses several dark objects. It is said that they were human skins peeled off by Emperor Taizu Zhu Yuanzhang of the Ming Dynasty when he dealt with corrupt officials. They were placed here to warn the public.
official.
In front of the Pichang Temple, there is also a stone of precepts, on which are the familiar sixteen characters: "Er's salary and your salary, the people's fat and the people's anointing. It is easy for the people to be abused, but it is difficult for God to deceive."
Zhu Yiyuan stopped at the temple door and looked inside. Everyone was puzzled and stopped.
Zhu Yiyuan walked inside. After an hour, he came out and returned to normal. He was holding a missing offering bowl in his hand. He looked at everyone, especially Mr. Dongshan Zhao Shizhe.
"Dongshangong, do you think that when Emperor Taizu went out to beg for alms with a broken bowl, did he ever think that he could destroy the Yuan Dynasty and create the Ming Dynasty?"
Zhao Shizhe looked at the Pichang Temple, thought of Lao Zhu, and couldn't help but sigh: "Emperor Taizu came from a humble background, started as a beggar, and conquered the world. For three generations, no country has been more upright than the Ming Dynasty. But his descendants are unworthy.
, I have failed to uphold the inheritance of my ancestors, and I am truly ashamed of Emperor Taizu! I am ashamed of all the people in the world!"
Zhao Shizhe burst into tears and almost fell to the ground.
The rebel soldiers present may not understand what Zhao Shizhe said, but the pain of losing the country is unforgettable.
Is there any way out for us?
Will we not repeat the same mistakes and end up like the people of Jiangyin?
Zhu Yiyuan walked slowly in front of Zhao Shizhe, "Dongshang Gong, when I was in the temple, I thought about it repeatedly, what did Emperor Taizu leave to us? Is it a glorious Ming Dynasty, or something else?"
Zhao Shizhe was suddenly startled, "Master Zhu, what do you mean?"
Zhu Yiyuan raised the broken bowl, "Back then, Emperor Taizu held a broken bowl in Huangjue Temple and begged for a living every day. A beggar, a slave of the temple, could bring down a dynasty. Emperor Taizu
What is given to us is not only a great Ming Dynasty, but also courage, fearlessness, and everything is possible!"
"Although the Qing army is rampaging across the world, in Shandong and Laiwu, we wiped out three thousand Qing troops and captured a general. More importantly, we have explored a way. That is to mobilize the people and rely on
Common people, truly win over the hearts and minds of the people, accumulate strength, and defeat the Qing court."
"We need to admire the bravery of Jiangyin's soldiers and civilians. But we must also understand that if we are trapped in an isolated city and fight head-on, we are far from the Qing court's opponents. Therefore, we must adopt flexible tactics and use our brains to fight and win."
Zhu Yiyuan said loudly: "These words came to my mind in Pichang Temple, but there are still sixteen words I want to say."
Zhu Yiyuan cast his gaze on Zhao Shizhe, "Dongshangong, do you know what I'm going to say?"
Zhao Shizhe was solemn for a moment and said slowly: "Expel the barbarians and restore China. Set up an outline and discipline to save the people!"
Zhu Yiyuan nodded vigorously, "Yes, these sixteen people have completed the life of Emperor Taizu. In the first half of his life, he drove away the barbarians and restored China. In the second half of his life, he worked hard to govern and save the people. Now that the Tartars are here again, what should we do?
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Zhu Yiyuan looked at the big guy, "I think it's time for us to regain the original intention of Emperor Taizu, and it's time for us to uphold Taizu's courage, expel the barbarians, and restore China!"
Zhu Yiyuan sighed: "I often heard in the past that the Ming Dynasty has been exhausted and the country has been destroyed. What is there to miss about such a rotten dynasty? Even now, there are too many people who are unwilling to be the people of the Ming Dynasty. Let's raise an army.
, although he is known as the Commander-in-Chief of the Shandong Capital of the Ming Dynasty, I have never said much about the Ming Dynasty."
"Now Jiangyin has fallen, and one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians have been killed. We have wiped out three thousand Qing troops and won a great victory. At this very special moment, I thought we should show our flag."
Zhu Yiyuan smiled and said: "I have to trouble Mr. Dongshang again."
Zhao Shizhe had now sobered up from his extreme sadness. He stared at Zhu Yiyuan and said in a deep voice: "Master Zhu, what flag do you want?"
"Expel the Huru and restore China!"
Zhao Shizhe gritted his teeth and suddenly said sharply: "Bring a big pen over here!"
Someone hurriedly sent in pen and ink. Zhao Shizhe picked up the big pen and without thinking, wrote eight big characters in one go.
Zhu Yiyuan touched his palms and praised, "What a good word! Hold these eight words high."
The soldier agreed immediately.
Zhu Yiyuan asked again: "Is there still a statue of Emperor Taizu?"
In the past, almost every household had them, but now that the Qing Dynasty has entered the country, many portraits of Zhu Yuanzhang have been burned.
Fortunately, Mr. Fang had a good memory, so he dug out a dusty portrait of Lao Zhu from the yamen's warehouse.
Zhu Yiyuan stood in front of the portrait of Zhu Yuanzhang and said, "The Emperor Taizu is here, and our descendants, together with the army and the people, swear in front of Taizu that we will expel the barbarians and restore China! Please bless Taizu's heroic spirit!"
After saying that, he knelt down and bowed solemnly... This chapter has been completed!
