As soon as the Hong Family Ban left, several major protectors of the Ming Sect, as well as hall masters and incense masters from all over Fengyang, gathered at the Wuli Temple at the summons of King Ming.
In the meeting hall, King Ming sat in the top position and said in a deep voice to the leaders of all sizes in the hall:
"Everyone, according to reliable information, the Fengyang left and right guards of Zhongdu City are about to go to Beijing for the autumn performance. They will set off in the next few days. The replacement Changhuai guards and Huaiyuan guards will have to wait for them to leave before they can move in."
After a pause, he said in a deep voice: "There is only one day of free time in Zhongdu City. There are only Fengyang Zhongwei and one guard. Even if we add in the officials from Fengyang Prefecture and the servants and guards from the noble families, we will also gather."
There are less than 8,000 people in total."
"With this small number of soldiers and horses scattered into the huge Zhongdu City, not even a splash can be seen!" The leaders were overjoyed when they heard this.
They knew that in order to maintain the combat effectiveness of the garrison troops, Zhu Yuanzhang stipulated that the provincial garrison stations take turns to come to Beijing for military exercises every year. This is a rule, but they did not expect that this year it would be Zhongdu City's turn.
"Blessed by Mani, this is truly a God-given opportunity!" All the leaders looked excited.
"So I decided to start an uprising on the eighth day of the lunar month!" King Ming stood up. He looked so ordinary, but at this moment he was very dazzling.
"I respectfully request the instructions from King Ming!" The leaders suddenly stood up and clasped their fists.
"Okay!" King Ming began to assign specific tasks. After the assignment was completed, he said solemnly: "Oath!"
Then one of the believers brought a white chicken that kept flapping its edges.
King Ming took out the short knife from his waist, chopped off the chicken's head with his own hands, dipped his fingers in chicken blood, and smeared the sun and moon pattern on his forehead.
The leaders also followed suit and used chicken blood to draw the sun and moon on their foreheads. Then they followed King Ming and said loudly:
"We are willing to be shattered into pieces, just so that light can shine on the world and wipe out all the darkness in the world!"
"We will never betray, never be afraid of death, and will never disobey orders, otherwise we will allow Mani to go to hell, reincarnate in the five realms, suffer all kinds of suffering, and never be freed!"
Finally, everyone drank the blood wine and dispersed in the night.
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Perhaps with the blessing of faith, Mingjiao's mobility has maintained a consistently high level.
After returning, all the leaders, big and small, began to prepare nervously as planned.
Although they tried their best to keep it secret, the frequent movement of people, the transportation of various weapons and supplies, and the saying "The gates of hell will open on July 15th, and thousands of households will welcome King Mo" circulated in the streets and alleys, all made it difficult to understand in early July.
Fengyang in the city breeds an uneasy atmosphere of "the rain is about to come and the wind fills the building".
Even Tang He, who was recuperating in his hometown in Linhuai, felt something was wrong and asked his family to drive him to Zhongdu to find the Korean father.
In the hot summer, Li Shanchang still insisted on working in the Yamen.
When he heard that Tang He was coming, he rushed out to greet him.
"Haha, Lao Tang, what brought you back?" Li Shanchang was really jealous of this boss Zhu, who really had no airs at all. "Is your leg feeling better?"
"Oh, I still can't walk without the cane." Tang He was leaning on a cane. He accidentally fell off the city wall when he was supervising the construction of the imperial city. He was seriously injured at work.
"Then take a good rest at home. If you have anything to do, please let me know." Li Shanchang raised his hand, and the people below quickly lifted the threshold of the main hall to make it easier for Marquis Zhongshan to enter.
After sitting down for tea, Li Shanchang dismissed the people around him and asked with a smile: "What is going on?"
"Prime Minister, something seems to be going on." Tang He then said in a deep voice, "It feels like there are sparks everywhere in Fengyang recently. It seems like someone is fanning the flames and causing trouble in a series."
"Yes." Li Shanchang nodded and said, "I've also heard that there are people who want to cause chaos under the banner of Mingjiao. In addition, the weather is hot, and the people will inevitably become more angry and cause more troubles."
"It's just a small matter." He assured Tang He confidently: "We have a big river and big waves, how can we still capsize the boat in a small ditch?"
"With the prime minister in charge, I don't worry about anything else." Tang He considered again: "It's just Fengyang's left and right guards. Should we postpone the move? Or wait until the two guards are in place to change defenses before we move?"
"It's the date set by the Governor's Office. How can the military plane be delayed?" Li Shanchang waved his hand and said: "In just one day, the Changhuai Guard and the Huaiyuan Guard were stationed, and nothing could happen. Besides, there were five Fengyang Central Guards.
Are thousands of elite soldiers guarding it? Mere monsters and monsters cannot make waves."
"Oh, okay." Tang He had always tried to persuade others, but when he saw that the Korean public was full of confidence, he said no more.
Anyway, he is currently at home lying down to recuperate, and even if the sky falls, it won't be able to hit him.
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On the early morning of the eighth day of the seventh lunar month, the military camp in Zhongdu City became noisy. There were two guards on the left and right of Fengyang, and an army of 10,000 was ready to go.
Amidst the sound of trumpets, the camp gate slowly opened, and the heavily armed army lined up in order and marched towards the city gate.
They were both the great armies of the founding of the People's Republic of China. They marched in the streets with neat military appearance and a solemn killing atmosphere. Moreover, the predecessors of these two guards were the cavalry troops under Chang Yuchun's command, and the sense of oppression was doubled. Everywhere they passed, there was silence, and the bustling streets were filled with people.
No exception.
It wasn't until these 10,000 troops marched out of the city that people could not help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Even the air in Zhongdu City seemed to have relaxed a lot.
The ordinary-looking King Ming and Protector Shi mingled with the crowd beside the official road outside the city, watching the two guards officers and soldiers disappear into the sky.
The two of them finally looked away, nodded at each other, and then split up to issue the final action order!
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At night, the gates of Zhongdu City are closed.
Gongs were also sounded at various construction sites in the city to call it a day. The craftsmen and peasants who had worked hard all day, dragging their exhausted bodies, lined up in front of the meal shack to receive their dinner.
Each person had a bowl of watery vegetable soup and two black and hard steamed buns.
It's the same thing in the morning. That's all they have to eat for the day.
Normally, the peasants, who had been tamed long ago, would quietly receive their food and then go back to their work sheds to eat quietly.
But today they were particularly angry. Some people argued loudly for jumping in line, and then got into a fight.
Someone cursed because they couldn't even get the leaves out of the vegetable soup, and then started to fight with the cook.
The supervisors who had already taken a break heard the sound and came out with whips in hand, shouting loudly.
"Want to rebel? Are you tired of living? Hurry up and squat down with your head in your hands!" The supervisors waved their whips and whipped them randomly.
But the craftsmen and civilians who usually obeyed like a flock of sheep, today they didn't know what medicine they took, and they actually shook their fists to resist!
They grabbed the overseer's whip, strangled the overseer's neck from behind, and beat and kicked him from all sides.
Some supervisors were pushed to the ground and trampled to death; others were thrown into a hot soup pot and scalded to death while screaming!
In front of the dark construction site, there was a mess!
The official in charge here saw that he could not suppress it, and hurriedly shouted: "Quick, go and report to the Ministry of Industry and Commerce, please send troops to suppress it!"
Little did he know that the same scene was being staged one after another at various construction sites in Zhongdu City. In order to suppress the riots, Fengyang Mansion and Fengyang County officials had long been dispatched, and there were not many troops left in Fengyang Central Guards...
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