It was getting dark, and the snow that had been falling all day and night stopped, but the wind didn't stop.
After finishing their classes, the monks at Yunwu Temple went back to their rooms and stayed behind closed doors. Although there were nearly a hundred officers and soldiers in the temple who disturbed the peace, they did not do anything to disturb them. Of course, they still wanted to leave early.
The mountain is quiet, and there are guards on duty walking around everywhere in the temple. Even during the day, there are more than 20 people in the hut built on the cliff above the temple.
Under the green lamp, Li Yan was making tea. Gu Junen and Chang Yu sat opposite each other and chatted, talking about every detail of following Li Zicheng over the years. He spoke slowly and looked indifferent, as if chatting with a neighbor.
Chang Yu leaned against the corner with a teacup in his hand and listened, as if he were listening to a scholar tell a story.
Gu Junen was from Hubei. He took refuge with Li Zicheng when he occupied Xiangyang. He proposed the strategy of using Shaanxi as a base to manage the three sides, and then passing through Shanxi to attack Beijing. Some historical materials said that he was defeated and killed, but in fact he was in hiding.
He became a monk at Tulong Temple in Longmen, Pingjiang County.
Gu Junen spoke very slowly, and Chang Yu rarely interrupted to ask questions. He heard him talk about how he failed to achieve his goals in his early years. Later, when Li Zicheng favored him, he wanted to repay the favor of his acquaintance. After he finished speaking, he talked about Niu Jinxing, Song Xiance, and Li Yan.
Let’s talk about the nation-building policies and guidelines of the rebel army in recent years...
Many of them are not recorded in historical materials, but they actually exist.
How did a group of mud-legged bandits come from nothing, from a lost dog to now fighting against the imperial court and even almost destroying the Ming Dynasty?
In addition to fate and the times, heroes played a great role in promoting it. Gu Junen's long-term strategy and Li Yan's publicity: "Chuang Wang's benevolent and righteous army, neither killing nor plundering" "opened the door to welcome Chuang Wang"
, "King Chuang did not accept food when he came", "Open the door early to greet King Chuang, and everyone is happy with the discipline" Niu Jinxing's "Several punishments to kill, relieve the hungry people, win people's hearts" Song Shengun's "Eighteen children are the main artifact"
(According to the order of historical data, Li Yan defected to Li Zicheng in the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, and Gu Junen defected to Li Zicheng when he occupied Xiangyang (1643). Later, Li Yan recommended Niu Jinxing, and Niu Jinxing recommended Song Xiance.)
Gu Junen talked for a long time, and Chang Yu was filled with emotion after listening to it. He finally understood one thing: why from the late Ming Dynasty to the Republic of China, all historical records recorded that Li Zicheng and others were called thieves, but after liberation, what we saw was
"Peasant Rebel Army"
I believe everyone knows why, because our party started with the same background, the same line and the same policy. Of course, it needs to be renamed. It can be said that when I became a partner in that group, I completely copied the group of counselors under Li Zicheng.
The world is built on templates.
They are all internal and external troubles, they are all dead ends, they are all surrounding cities with rural areas...
At that time, Li Zicheng also succeeded in sitting on the throne for more than ten days. Of course, the partners of the great man would also succeed and sit firmly. After all, Li Zicheng and his gang were a real rabble.
The world only knows how to govern a country by enjoying sex, but many of the partners of great men are from academic backgrounds, and their abilities are much better than those of Li Zicheng. However, even when they first took over the world, the behavior of some of the founding heroes was different from thieves like Liu Zongmin.
There was no one like him, so the great man launched a campaign to imitate Zhu Yuanzhang and kill the heroes. However, it was obvious that the great man's ability to control fire was not as good as that of Zhu Yuanzhang.
Lao Zhu controlled the fire just right and did no harm to the country, but the great man burned the country for ten years.
(The dog's head saves one's life. This paragraph is by no means a slander against our party, nor does it have any derogatory connotations. It is just to state some opinions and face history squarely)
In the temple, the three people discussed military affairs and the situation, but to ordinary soldiers, they didn't care about this. How to fight and where to fight was not their concern. What they cared more about was having wine today and getting drunk tomorrow.
For example, there were hundreds of warriors from the Black Wolf Battalion and the Black Panther Battalion in the Confucius Temple at the foot of the mountain. Because the soldiers of the two battalions had contributed to the capture of Gu Junen, Chang Yu rewarded the entire army and allowed them to go into the city for some fun. The soldiers were very happy.
, all went into the city in groups, and of course some people chose to stay in the Confucius Temple to pass the time. After all, there was nothing to do in the city. The people in the city were so poor that they had nothing to eat or drink. It was better to be honest in this cold weather.
Just stay here and brag about how awesome you are and bet two handfuls of money.
But those who entered the city didn't think so. No matter how depressed the city was, it was much more interesting than the ruined temple. What's more, the two commanders said they should go into the city and act according to the situation.
Nearly one hundred or two hundred people arrived at Fen City but found that the city gate had been closed. Jia Waixiong and Lao Jiu shouted at the top of their voices that they wanted to enter the city for repairs. The officers and soldiers guarding the gate did not dare to make the decision and went to report to the prefect. At this time, Zhao Jianji was the largest in the city.
There was an unwritten rule in the Ming Dynasty that soldiers and horses passing by could ask for some military supplies when passing through prefectures and counties. Of course, the yamen in the city could also refuse to provide them or refuse your soldiers and horses to enter the city. If the passers-by dared to force their way in, then the matter would be serious.
If it's serious, it will be considered as a crime of rebellion.
Of course, at the end of the Ming Dynasty, there were many examples of you hitting me hard if you didn’t give me anything. Gao Jie and the others have done this, and they hit me if you didn’t give me anything.
It's just that now that the little eunuch has taken charge of the army and rectified military discipline, few people in the world will dare to do this. So Zhao Jianji can refuse and don't have to worry about Jia Waixiong and the others messing around. But think about it, these are Chang Yu's direct soldiers.
Face must be given, not to mention that everyone knows the military discipline of the East Factory Guards. Eating, drinking, whoring and gambling are inevitable, but they will not disturb the people.
So the city gates were opened and more than 200 soldiers were allowed into the city.
During this period, the two battalions of soldiers and horses were either traveling in the northeast and west to perform tasks or chasing down bandits in the mountains. There was no free time. Now that I had a day off, I had to rejoice. The superiors had given me a reward of silver, so I could eat as much as I wanted.
After drinking some, after all, the smell of birds has faded away from my mouth in the past few days, so I went to various restaurants together to have a big meal.
Linfen is a prefectural city. Although it suffered from a war and famine, the character of the prefectural city is still there. There are more than ten restaurants, big and small, but they are struggling to survive due to a bad year and a sluggish business. But who would have thought that when the city gate is closed,
But a big deal is coming.
Hundreds of officers and soldiers packed all the restaurants in the city to the hilt, and money was spent: good wine and good food were served.
The store owner frowned. They could offer a variety of meat and vegetable dishes, good or bad. They really didn't have this wine, and they didn't dare to sell it if they had it.
The soldiers knew that there was no wine before they arrived, but they couldn't help complaining when there was no wine on the table. Some people coaxed Jia Waixiong and Lao Jiu to go to the Yamen to find Zhao Jianji to get some.
When Lao Jiu saw the expectant looks in his men's eyes, he felt soft and wanted to go, but was stopped by Jia Waixiong: "Don't go, it will be in vain."
"Is it possible that he doesn't give him any face?" Lao Jiu didn't believe it. He and Zhao Jianji had met and had drinks before. They had a little bit of friendship. Even if they didn't give him any face, Chang Yu's face had to be given.
Bar.
So Jia Waixiong told him a bloody reality, that is, because they were all acquaintances, he could not give him this face. Firstly, he was afraid of causing trouble, and secondly, Zhao Jianji, the new official, had just issued the ban on alcohol.
If you want to steal someone's guts, don't you stick your face out to stop them from being beaten? If you secretly make two pots and send them to the mountains outside the city to drink, no one will know. If you drink hundreds of mouthfuls in the city at once, then he will be raped in Pingyang Mansion.
Not to mention the common people scolding him, even the literati would drown him in scolding, which would definitely make him notorious.
Civil servants love their reputation and cherish their feathers. Zhao Jianji would never agree to this.
Lao Jiu languished, cursed a few curse words, and comforted his brothers, saying that he would go listen to music later and have fun with the young lady after he couldn't drink enough.
But not everyone likes to find young ladies. Some people are addicted to the food in their mouths. Without wine, a table full of food is like chewing wax.
Suddenly, Jia Waixiong's plan came to his mind, so he called his waiter and asked, "Is there a gambling house in the city?"
The guy chuckled and said, "The military master asked me this. How can there be no gambling houses? There are more than ten places in Pingyang Mansion, big and small, open and secret." After that, he came over and whispered: "That place in the north of the city."
The family is the largest, and I heard it was owned by the former magistrate’s brother-in-law..."
"There is no place where money can't be blocked. You have to go to the gambling house. It's dark there..." Lao Jiu said casually, and his eyes suddenly lit up. He knew what Jia Waixiong meant.
How can there be no wine in a gambling house? It is a place where the three religions and nine streams of dragons and snakes are mixed together. The government generally cannot control it and does not care about it. Even if it controls them, it still has a relationship. As long as you have money there, you can have girls if you want them.
There is wine, even brothels don't dare to sell wine, but he does, and of course he does it secretly.