Fengyang City was blocked for a whole day and night.

At night, no one was sleeping peacefully in Fengyang City, and there was an undercurrent surging outside the city.

When gunpowder smoke rose in Fengyang City, covering patches of moonlight and starlight.

Outside Fengyang City, the sleepless people hiding in the darkness started to move.

"Shui Jing Zhu": The Hao River flows out of the north of Yangting in Yinling County, flows through the small town in the northeast, and flows north into the Huaihe River.

Haoshui is not a big river, but it is well known throughout the cultural system of the Central Plains.

It's not because of the turbulent water or the beautiful scenery on both sides of the river that it has attracted countless words and phrases.

It is only because two sages thousands of years ago had a long-lasting debate on this Hao River, which is neither long nor wide nor beautiful, that it has become famous for thousands of years.

That year Zhuangzi and Huizi met for a trip on the Hao River.

Zhuangzi said: "The fish swims calmly, which is the joy of the fish."

Huizi replied: "You are not a fish, how can you know the happiness of fish?"

Zhuangzi said: "You are not me, how do you know that I don't know the joy of fish?"

Zhuangzi turned into a bully spirit, and Huizi became anxious.

Huizi retorted: "I am not a son, so I don't know the son; I am not a fish, so I don't know the joy of fish."

Zhuangzi began to finish Huizi: "Please follow the original. Confucius said, 'You know the joy of fish.' Since you know what I know, ask me. I know what it is."

As for whether Huizi finally got angry and hurt others because of Zhuangzi's evil nature, later generations do not know.

It is perfectly normal for Zhuangzi, who could dream of butterflies, to say on the Hao River the joy of knowing fish.

It was just a quarrel between friends a thousand years ago, but it left Haoshui with a story that will last forever.

But tonight.

There are no good stories about Haoshui, only conspiracy.

The night in autumn is like a sharp edge, with a chill in the coldness.

The terrain on both sides of the Haoshui River is flat and there is little shelter.

However, the night is still full of dangers for people at this time.

All the lights in the cottages have long been extinguished.

The domestic dogs wandering in the village have also returned to their dens, waiting for the sun to rise again.

The autumn wind blew across both sides of the Haoshui River, pushing the already withered weeds lower, and water vapor began to roll up from under the soil.

A few pieces of robe wandered through the grass and soon became wet.

On the east bank of Haoshui River, there is a wilderness across the water from Fengyang City.

On a low-lying ground, figures pressed down one after another, sliding in from the surrounding night and gathering together.

"A vacuum hometown, a birthless old mother!"

A series of low and pious voices echoed and sang in the low-lying land under the night.

More and more people gathered.

It’s just that everyone who arrived automatically stood where they should be. After arriving, there were no words except the spoken words in the teaching.

The crowd left a seat in the middle, as if everyone was waiting for the final rightful owner to arrive.

No one was anxious, and no one showed impatience.

Even though it was late at night, no one looked sleepy.

Ta-ta-ta.

After a long silence, a low sound of footsteps came from the dark night.

The eyes of the people in the low-lying land suddenly lit up, their heads held high, and their eyes followed the direction of the footsteps.

Not used for long.

Then I saw several men with knives on their bodies, surrounding and guarding two men in brocade uniforms who came in front of people.

The two men in brocade uniforms have never walked side by side.

The ones walking in front were younger, probably only in their twenties.

The young man already had a short beard on his face, and his brows were somewhat delicate and handsome. The nails on his slender palms were neatly trimmed.

When he appeared in front of people, there was a glint in his eyes. After seeing the number of people gathered here, a trace of sarcasm and contempt flashed in his eyes.

Half a step behind the young man, there was another man in a brocade uniform, who was already in his early forties.

Although he was dressed in brocade clothes, he could not hide his strong body.

The neck is thick but without a trace of fat, and has a brassy complexion.

Under the same thick arms, there is a pair of thick and calloused palms. When they are pinched and loosened, it seems that they can kill people with one punch.

The middle-aged man in brocade robes had bright eyes. Standing behind the young man, his eyes had already glanced sharply at the people gathered in the low-lying area.

"A vacuum hometown, a birthless mother."

"We will pay homage to Prince Xiao Ming and the eunuch who protects the religion."

The young man nodded slightly, hummed somewhat reluctantly, and waved his hand.

The middle-aged man smiled, glanced at everyone, and said softly: "Excuse me for waiting for a long time. Prince Xiao Ming has been worried about your safety and misses you many times during his visit. Please excuse me quickly."

As he spoke, the middle-aged man stood next to the young man, glanced sideways, and stretched his hand toward the center of the crowd.

The young man turned his head, nodded towards the middle-aged man, and then stepped lightly into the crowd. The middle-aged man followed behind him the whole time.

The crowd around them automatically separated. Although most of the people here were just farmers or craftsmen, or were merchants, servants and other low-level people. But when everyone saw the young man, they lowered their heads silently.

His manners were impeccable and respectful.

No one dares to make a mistake in front of young people and middle-aged men.

Everyone who can come here tonight knows the identities of these two people.

Whether they are young people or this middle-aged man, they all have profound backgrounds and origins.

Let’s talk about this middle-aged man first. His father was Liu Futong, the leader of one of the countless rebel armies in the world during the Yuan Dynasty BC.

In the 15th year of the Yuan Dynasty BC, Liu Futong and others supported Han Lin'er, the son of Han Shantong, in Bozhou and proclaimed himself emperor.

Liu Futong successively served as Pingzhang, prime minister, official and Taibao. Liu Futong made all decisions.

At this time, this middle-aged man was Liu Zongsheng, the son of Liu Futong, and the current guardian of the White Lotus Sect.

And the young man who has been walking in front of Liu Zongsheng has an even deeper identity.

It was King Han Ming, the grandson of Han Lin'er who was proclaimed emperor by Liu Zongsheng's father Liu Futong.

King Han Ming is also the current leader of the White Lotus Sect and teaches King Xiao Ming.

Because of the ancestral origins and origins of the two, it can be said that the people of the White Lotus Sect and Ming Sect in various parts of the Central Plains are headed by these two.

After experiencing the turmoil of the Yuan Dynasty and the founding of the Ming Dynasty, obvious changes occurred within the White Lotus Sect.

The control of caste and class is more obvious and strict than before the founding of the Ming Dynasty.

King Han Ming and Liu Zongsheng left their guards and walked into the crowd.

The crowd showed eager eyes.

When the name of King Han Ming was circulated in the church, everyone clearly understood the meaning of this name.

Many people in the White Lotus Sect rarely have the opportunity to meet Liu Zongsheng, let alone King Han Ming himself.

Arrived at the venue.

King Han Ming first looked around, then finally settled down and glanced at Liu Zongsheng beside him.

He spoke softly, his tone was calm and somewhat cold, but his words were pronounced clearly.

"A vacuum hometown, a birthless old mother!"

Even with his status as King Han Ming, he must say this first in all public occasions.

All the White Lotus disciples present immediately repeated in low voices.

King Han Ming took a breath, adjusted his mood and mentality, and continued: "The Holy Religion is clear, and the destiny is mine. The Holy Religion is prosperous today, and all the followers support it. The day when the Holy Religion is accomplished, it will be the day when all the princes and ministers will be honored.

day!"

Rebellion is not about inviting guests to dinner.

The original Qin law clearly stated that if the collection of corvees was blocked by heavy rain, the punishment could be exempted and postponed.

But Chen Sheng, Wu Guang and others revolted, instigating the people on the grounds that Qin's laws were strict, and even shouted out the words that have been passed down from generation to generation for thousands of years.

What it does is to stimulate the desires and expectations in people's hearts.

Today's King Han Ming is just like Chen Sheng and Wu Guang in the past, and more like all the rebels and insurrectionists in the past and present. Before success, they must make heavy promises to people.
To be continued...