One of the soldiers even moved a bench and rushed to the stage to chase and beat the Jiannu soldiers bravely.
Seeing the slave soldiers who were massacring "Han people" Yong Yong being beaten with a bench by the foot soldiers, the traffickers, foot soldiers and transport troops in the audience clapped their hands and cheered, while shouting, "Kill the captives, kill the captives."
Seeing this scene, Hou Fangyu was secretly surprised.
After all, he is a scholar, and Hou Fangyu has already seen his power.
Chongzhen wanted to use this method to arouse the hatred of the people in Jiangnan and their desire to establish slaves!
The play on the stage could no longer be sung, but an official in a green robe stepped onto the stage.
Seeing this green-robed official, Hou Fangyu's face instantly became extremely embarrassed. This was Ruan Dacheng, the eunuch who was trampled under their feet like a dog in Nanjing.
But now, this dog official is shaking again.
This world is really becoming more and more irrational.
Hou Fangyu thought bitterly, such a Ming Dynasty would be better off dead.
"Country Party members, Township Party members!" Ruan Dacheng shouted loudly on the stage in Mandarin, "Please listen to me. The Jian slaves massacred more than two million of our Han people in Liaodong, and after they invaded the capital, they massacred nearly two more people in the capital.
Millions, now they are about to go south again and attack us in Nanzhi, what do we do, you think?"
"What should I do?" the trafficker and soldier Yun Jun in the audience was asked.
No one has ever asked them this question before, what should they do?
It was the same lackey who had hit someone with the bench just now, roaring angrily: "What else can we do? Fight with Jiannu! Even if we die, we can't let Jiannu harm my sister and my daughter!"
"Yes, let's fight against the slaves!" The traders and lackeys just woke up from a dream.
"Then what are you waiting for?" Ruan Dacheng said, "Why don't you hurry up and apply for the local bravery!"
"Yes, go and apply for local bravery!" The traffickers and lackeys in the audience responded loudly, "If you go to be a soldier, even if you risk your life, you can't let the Jian slaves break into our Huai'an!"
…
At this time, a navy bird boat slowly docked.
Yan Yingyuan and Maoxiang, who were standing at the bow of the ship, bowed to the other scholars and said, "My colleagues, we are going to take a step forward. We will meet again when we have time after this battle is over."
"Brother Yan, and Brother Mao, please say goodbye."
The dozen or so scholars on board followed Chang and bowed to the ground.
After seeing the ceremony, Yan Yingyuan and Maoxiang picked up their bags and stepped onto the gangway to get off the ship.
Soon, the bird boat carried more than a dozen scholars to the next stop, and only Yan Yingyuan and Mao Xiang were left on the dock. They looked at each other, smiled, and turned to go ashore.
As Maoxiang walked, he said: "Brother Yan, you were a magistrate in Jiangyin before joining the Shizi Camp, and you also had the experience of fighting against pirates, so I will rely on you a lot this time."
"That's serious." Yan Yingyuan waved his hand and said, "Brother Mao, you are from a noble family and have a wide range of connections. Even the governor of Water Transport, Lu Butang, is an old friend of your teacher, and the prefect of Huai'an is your fellow disciple, so I rely on you a lot.
"
Yan Yingyuan's modesty was very helpful to Maoxiang, and he said with a smile: "Brother Yan, don't be humble. In short, I am here to help you. Before leaving Xuzhou, the Holy Father also said, Brother Yan, you are the master, I will
To assist.”
Yan Yingyuan waved his hand and said: "There is no master and assistant. If anything happens, we will discuss it."
While he was talking, Maoxiang suddenly froze. Yan Yingyuan followed Maoxiang's gaze and looked forward, and saw a somewhat down-and-out scholar walking around. He looked familiar.
"Brother Chaozong?" Maoxiang took a step forward and bowed with his hands.
As soon as Maoxiang shouted, Yan Yingyuan also remembered, isn't this Hou Fangyu?
When he was still in Nanjing, Hou Fangyu was so beautiful, how did he become like this?
"Brother Bijiang?" Hou Fangyu was surprised and happy to see Maoxiang. After bowing to him, he grabbed Maoxiang's arm and asked, "Brother Bijiang, why are you here? Didn't you enter the scholar's camp?"
Maoxiang smiled, never mentioned anything about the Shizi camp, and asked, "Brother Chaozong, why are you here?"
"Don't mention it." Hou Fangyu sighed and asked Maoxiang again, "Brother Bijiang, can you lend me some money? I'm already broke."
"Money is a trivial matter." Maoxiang smiled and said, "But right now I have to go to the government office to do some work."
After a pause, he added: "Why don't you tell me where you're going to stay, brother Chao Zong, and I'll look for it later."
"It's okay, I'll stay at the Henan Guild Hall on Watergate Street." Hou Fangyu said quickly, "Brother Bijiang, you must come, you must come, you must come."
"Okay, okay, my little brother must go."
Maoxiang agreed repeatedly, and Hou Fangyu reluctantly said goodbye and left.
Yan Yingyuan withdrew his gaze and asked: "How come Mr. Hou is in such a bad state? Isn't the Hou family a well-established family in the Guide Mansion? His father seems to be the transfer minister, right?"
The Minister of Hubu was in charge of the money and food of the entire Ming Dynasty.
Maoxiang chuckled and said, "His father Hou Xun once served as the Minister of Household Affairs, and his grandfather Hou Zhipu was the minister of Taichang Temple. The Hou family is a real official family and a famous family."
Yan Yingyuan said: "How can a young master from such an aristocratic family be reduced to the point where he has to borrow money from others?"
"Who knows." Maoxiang shook his head and said, "Maybe something happened to his family."
While the two people were talking, they had already arrived in front of the eight-character wall of the Huai'an government office, but they were shocked by the sight in front of them. They saw that the open space outside the government office was full of people, at least a few hundred!
…
"I want to apply for the hometown hero!"
"Remember my name, my name is Zhou Wenshan!"
"I want to kill Jiannu too, and write my name on it too!"
Hundreds of traffickers and peasants suddenly rushed towards the Xiangyong Recruitment Office outside the Huai'an government office. Fan Zhongjie, the prefect of Huai'an who happened to be on inspection, was also shocked.
Fan Zhongjie almost sent someone to ask for help from the Governor's Yamen of Water Transport.
It wasn't until I heard clearly that these people were applying for Xiangyong that I breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't be crowded, don't be crowded!" Fan Zhongjie immediately maintained order in person, "Go to the back and line up, come one by one!"
Hundreds of traffickers and peasants immediately formed a long queue and stepped forward one by one to register their names and receive identification tags with their names written on them, which was actually a small wooden tag.
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If someone is killed in battle, the wooden plaque and pension will be given to his family.
Needless to say, this was another change brought to the Ming army by Chongzhen.
Seeing that the official in charge of registration was slow and his handwriting was not pretty, Fan Zhongjie stepped forward and said, "Let's go, I'll register in person."
The official quickly got up and got out of the way.
Fan Zhongjie sat down, picked up his pen, raised his head and asked the first soldier: "Name?"
The footman replied proudly: "My name is Zhou Wenshan, and I am a salt citizen of Yancheng County."
"Are you a salt citizen from Yancheng?" Fan Zhongjie snorted coldly, "A private salt dealer, right?"
Zhou Wenshan was shocked when he heard this and subconsciously wanted to run away, but it was already too late.
Four government officials had already rushed forward and immediately blocked Zhou Wenshan's path.
However, what Zhou Wenshan didn't expect was that Fan Zhongjie picked up a pen and rustled down the words Zhou Wenshan and Yancheng on a wooden sign, and then reached out and handed the wooden sign to Zhou Wenshan.
Zhou Wenshan took the wooden sign with some surprise.
"You must keep this wooden sign carefully and don't lose it."
Fan Zhongjie straightened his face and said: "Zhou Wenshan, it's rare that you also have a first-class loyalty to the emperor and the heart of serving the country. Therefore, I will no longer pursue your misdeeds of selling private salt in the past. But from now on, you must serve as an honest soldier and kill more slaves to serve the country."
Merit!"
"Yes, yes, yes, thank you, Lord!" Zhou Wenshan nodded repeatedly, "I will definitely risk my life to fight against Jiannu. Jiannu killed so many of us in Liaodong and the capital, and he wants to come south to kill people.
How can this work?"
"Hurry up and go to the barracks to order some mao." Fan Zhongjie raised his pen and shouted again, "Next one!"
Another burly man stood in front of Fan Wenjie: "Sun Shengyu, a common man."
"Sun Shengyu?!" Fan Zhongjie didn't react at all, but Dian Shi who was standing next to him was shocked. When he faced Zhou Wenshan, the private salt dealer, he didn't react at all, but now he drew his sword.
Jian Dianshi drew his sword, and several government officials also drew their swords.
"Qiang Qiang Qiang!" Several waist knives were placed on Sun Shengyu's neck at the same time.
Seeing that Fan Zhongjie was still confused, Dian Shi shouted: "Master, this person is a pirate!"
Although Sun Shengyu's steel sword was strengthened, he was not afraid: "Although the common people are pirates, they are also Han people. When the country is in danger, they are willing to fight for the Han family's clothes!"
Fan Zhongjie frowned and asked, "Have you read the book?"
Sun Shengyu said: "I read several books when I was young."
Fan Zhongjie said: "Since you have read the books of sages, how can you willingly degenerate into a pirate?"
"That's a good question." Sun Shengyu laughed and asked Fan Zhongjie, "May I ask the governor, before you came to Huai'an, did you know what the world is like in Huai'an?"
Fan Zhongjie immediately fell silent. He had also heard about this matter.
It is said that his predecessor served as the magistrate of Huai'an for three years and plundered at least one hundred thousand taels of silver. However, the night before he left office, his family was killed by pirates and the money was also robbed.
At that moment, Fan Zhongjie asked solemnly: "Did you kill the former prefect?"
"No." Sun Shengyu said with a smile, "Although I also wanted to kill this dog official, it's a pity that I arrived a step too late and let Gu Sanzi take the lead."
Fan Zhongjie thought for a while and finally wrote down Sun Shengyu's name.
Then he handed the identity card with his name written on it to Sun Shengyu and said: "Since you also have the ambition to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country, I will spare your life for the time being. Your past sins and responsibilities will depend on your performance in battle. If you perform bravely, you will atone for your sins. If not,
If we pursue further investigation, if we perform poorly and even become a deserter, we will be punished for both crimes and be executed without mercy!"
"I would like to express my gratitude to you." Sun Shengyu bowed his head and walked away proudly.
Looking away from Sun Shengyu, Fan Zhongjie said again: "Next."
This time it was an honest man who stepped forward: "The villain Tiezhu is Liu Lingtai Sannong."
"Tie Zhu, you have put away your identity card. Now you can go to the military camp to order it." Fan Zhongjie quickly wrote down his name and place of origin, and then handed the wooden sign to Tiezhu.
