Zhao San, a tenant farmer in Huangtian Port, was illiterate and was still a bachelor in his thirties. He heard about the uprising in Jiangyin County to plant a flag that morning, so he asked the landlord Zhao Si, "Aren't we going to revolt?"
"What nonsense are you talking about? Now is the new dynasty. We just need to live and work in peace and contentment and keep our jobs. Why are you just joining in the fun?" said the fourth master.
Hu Er, the head of the Zhao family on one side, stepped forward and kicked Zhao San over, "You bastard, why do you deserve to call us master?"
Zhao San was beaten, but he stood up and struggled with it, cursing, "When you and Chenjia Village were fighting for Sha Tin, Zhao Si, you said to us, brothers, family members, that was us at that time.
.Now you say that I am not qualified to call us? Bah!"
With a red face, he punched Hu Er indiscriminately, risking his life and just followed Hu Er's punches, regardless of the fists and kicks of other servants. Although he received countless blows, Hu Er was also punched several times, causing blood to flow from his nose.
He had no choice but to run away in embarrassment. Even Mr. Zhao Si felt it was unseemly and for fear of affecting him, he had to shout "Zhao San is crazy, crazy" and hurriedly ran away.
When the other people saw Zhao San starting to beat him like crazy, they all shouted and dispersed. They all said that bare feet are not afraid of wearing shoes. If they encounter such a stunned person who is desperate for his life, the servants will not bother with him.
Zhao San was beaten so badly that his nose was bruised, his face was swollen and his body was covered with footprints. He looked at Zhao Si, Hu Er and others who were scattering, and at the laughing tenant farmers nearby. He couldn't help but cursed, "Cowards, they are all cowards."
He picked up his shoes from the ground and limped to the private school at the east end of the village to ask an old scholar, "How do you write the word loyalty and righteousness?"
As he said this, he fumbled around for a long time and took out two cents of money. "Mr. Zhao, please help me write the word "loyalty and righteousness".
The old scholar looked at Zhao San. Seeing his embarrassment, he smiled and said, "Who are you arguing with today? Zhao San, in today's world, the world is declining, people's hearts are not as old as they used to be, and the last thing they need is yours."
You are in a chivalrous spirit. Now everyone is wise and wise to protect themselves. You are in your thirties and have not yet married a wife. You should be more restrained and live a peaceful life. You should find a wife as soon as possible and have a few children."
Zhao San is a famous bachelor in Huangtianggang Village, not because he is lazy or because his family is poor, but because this orphan is very warm-hearted and has a very chivalrous spirit. As long as he is asked for help, he always agrees without saying a word.
He doesn't want anything in return. Even if he helps someone this time, he doesn't mind if someone mocks him for being a bachelor the next time.
The next time he meets that person and comes to ask for help, he will still be from the same background. When he meets someone who refuses to open the pot, he will always give him some rice. When someone is sick, he will help carry him to the doctor in the middle of the night.
When Murakami was fighting with neighboring villages for water and land, he would rush to the front like a pioneer officer.
But there is such a person who lives into his thirties but is still a bachelor.
The old scholar actually admired Zhao San very much, but he also felt that in such an era, a chivalrous person like Zhao San would never be born at the right time.
"Put the money away, are you loyal? I'll write it to you."
Zhao Xuexuan is an old scholar. He has studied eight-part essays all his life and failed to pass the exam for thirteen provincial examinations. It is said that poor scholars can promote rich people. If you only pass the exam, you will not be able to change much of your destiny. Only if you pass the exam
By raising people, you not only have the qualifications to be an official, you can also get many preferential and exemption privileges, and some people will actively contribute.
The old scholar spent his whole life studying stereotypes, but he had no skills in making a living. In the end, he could only work as a private tutor, teaching some village children to enlighten themselves.
He specially selected a piece of high-quality rice paper and took out his best ink stick. Although he didn't know why Zhao San, who was so embarrassed, asked for loyalty, the old scholar took out his best paper and ink.
Lift the pen, swipe the ink onto the paper, and the energy penetrates the back of the paper.
The two characters "loyalty and righteousness" are strong and powerful, with iron hooks and silver hooks, majestic and majestic.
Sprinkling a little incense ash on the ink, the old scholar was very satisfied with these two words. Looking at the two super-level words, he sighed, "Those who understand the current affairs are heroes, and those who adapt to changes are heroes. People of the time remember these two words."
sentence, but forget that a gentleman embraces benevolence and righteousness and is not afraid of the tilt of heaven and earth."
Zhao San took the words and thanked the old scholar.
"Is this loyalty?"
After saying that, he picked up the words and turned around to leave. Looking at his figure, the old scholar felt that there was an awe-inspiring righteousness descending from heaven to earth.
Mr. Zhao Si's servant came over to ask for leave for the young master, "There is a mob in Jiangyin and a rebellion in the city. The master is taking the young master to Fucheng for temporary refuge. I asked Mr. Sheng to inform Mr. Sheng that the young master will not come to study these days."
After saying that, he left.
The old scholar stood alone for a long time, and finally turned around and took down the sword that had been gathering dust for a long time from the wall of the study. Holding the sword in his hand, he unsheathed the sword. The blade was still bright and sharp, with no trace of rust.
He murmured to himself with the sword, "When I was young, I dreamed of wielding a sword and doing chivalry all over the world. I had to travel thousands of miles and read thousands of books. I also did many ridiculous things, which wasted a lot of time for writing articles. I wasted my life. I am old.
He is still a white-haired scholar, staying in a private school in this mountain village, but he is not as good as an illiterate tenant farmer like Zhao San."
The sword was sheathed, but the old scholar did not hang the sword back on the wall, but wore it on his waist. He simply packed a few pieces of luggage and left the village to go to Jiangyin City. He had already planned to go to Jiangyin City.
Joined the army in rebellion.
Zhao San returned home with the word "loyalty and righteousness", pulled off the bed sheet, took down the clothes drying rod, went to the next door, and asked the neighbor's aunt to embroider the word "loyalty and righteousness" on the bed sheet for him.
"What kind of word is this? What kind of business do you want to do?" the neighbor's aunt asked with a smile.
"This is loyalty. I want to raise the flag and respond to the Jiangyin Rebel Army and the uprising." Zhao San said seriously.
The aunt was startled, "You are trying to die, but you can't participate."
"If aunt is not willing, I will find someone else."
The aunt was helpless and said, "Let me help you embroider. When I fell to the ground, you carried me to see the doctor. After running around, we were closer than our own sons."
After the loyalty flag was sewn, Zhang San came to the village with it held high, planted it on the ground, and shouted, "The loyalty flag is here, who is willing to revolt with me!"
I called several times, but no one answered.
The villagers pointed at him and mocked him for being crazy and crazy. Some people even rushed to report to Mr. Zhao Si, asking him to send his servants to capture the crazy Zhao San and send him to the official, so as to avoid inconvenience to them.
Zhang San scanned the faces of the neighbors. Almost everyone here had received help from him, but now they were mocking him and even wanted to report him.
"I come!"
Suddenly, a loud shout rang out, and the crowd dispersed. The old scholar, dressed in a Confucian robe, with a long sword on his waist, a big gun on his shoulder, and a baggage on his shoulders, came out of the crowd.
"Zhao San, I will join you in upholding justice!"
"Ah, another one is crazy."
"This old scholar has been stupid in studying for a long time, and today he finally went crazy."
"Two lunatics share a load."
The old scholar came to Zhao San, looked up at the words "loyalty and righteousness" he had written and embroidered on the flag, and said with a smile, "Zhao San, don't pay attention to those ordinary people, they don't know what loyalty is, they just behave like animals day after day.
Those who are alive are just zombies."
"Let's go to Jiangyin."
Zhao San nodded, raised the flag of loyalty, "Let's go!"
An old man and a young man, Zhao San was in front holding high the flag of loyalty, while the old scholar was behind with his sword and gun. The two figures were somewhat lonely but determined to move forward.
Countless ridicules and abuses behind him.
The two of them turned a deaf ear.
"Zhao San, you don't have a name yet, how about I give you a name, just Zhao Zhongjun, also known as Yiyou?"
"Zhao Zhongjun, Zhao Yiyou, thank you for giving me your name."
"Let's go. In these troubled times, although human lives are taken lightly, it is still a time to create heroes. Even if you say something uncertain, Zhao Zhongjun can take advantage of the situation and rise to the top of the world."
Zhao San laughed, "I just don't want to live like this for the rest of my life. My parents left me only this body, hair and skin. How can I cut it off for the alien Tatars? I'm afraid that after I shave my head,
If I die and go to hell, my parents won’t recognize me.”
The old master laughed heartily after hearing this, and two lines of tears fell from his eyes after he laughed.
"It's ridiculous how many people in this world can have the consciousness you have. I dare not forget about my country despite my humble position. How many people can really do it? I heard that Lu Jianguo said this in eastern Zhejiang, every man is responsible for the rise and fall of the world.
Just saying this, I also want to see this prisoner, and I also want to fight the Tartars with him again."
"Even if he dies, he must die vigorously."
"Sir, do you really want to join the rebel army? Are you so old?"
"Why, you look down on me? Zhao Laosan, let me tell you, when you and I were young, we used to wield swords across the world, even killing one person in ten steps."
Zhao San chuckled, and the two men laughed loudly together and quickened their pace.
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Outside Jiangyin City.
Zhong Datong, Zhong Datong, the governor of the county, carried the uprising message to the surrounding areas. However, he was captured by soldiers and horses sent by Chang Zhifu on the way and was brought to the town general.
"Please kneel down when you see the Lord of the Headquarters!"
Although Zhong Datong's legs and buttocks were weak, he still gritted his teeth and refused to kneel down.
"Knock his knees to pieces and let me see if he kneels or not." The deputy general named Huang said disdainfully and cruelly.
Two servants held Zhong Datong down, smashed his knees with their bones, and forced him to kneel on the ground.
But although Zhong Datong was in great pain, he still raised his head proudly.
Vice General Huang said angrily, "You are just a slave, how dare you look down on this town like this?"
Zhong Datong spat at him, "In terms of origin, I am indeed just a slave in Jiangyin, but you are just a soldier in front of Huang Chuangzi's tent in the Black Tiger Army. In terms of official position, you are the deputy general who surrendered to the prisoners.
, I am a Zaoli of Jiang County, but His Highness Lu Jianguo of the Ming Dynasty issued an edict to the world, and those who rebelled against the Qing Dynasty and resisted the captives were all brothers of the King of Lu."
"How can I, the brother who supervises the country, be worse than you, a little lieutenant general who surrendered the captives?"
"A mere deputy general, how dare you not kneel down when you meet your brother who is supervising the country?"
The deputy general named Huang turned out to be a veteran of the Yongwei camp. He was once a soldier under Huang Degong. Later, he accumulated merit and was promoted. Finally, he was demoted to the Qing Dynasty along with Tian Xiongma Degong and others. Now he has been awarded a deputy general to assist the town of Changzhou.
The prefect of Changzhou got news of the Jiangyin civil uprising and sent him with a thousand people to suppress it. On the way, he met such a Zaoli and dared to humiliate him like this.
"Hit me, hard, but don't beat me to death."
Zhong Zaoli laughed loudly and said disdainfully, "If I fall into the hands of you traitor lackeys, I will be beheaded and chopped alive. How can I be afraid? Grandpa will die in the hands of you traitors.
With Lu Jianguo avenging me, eighteen years later, I will still be a good man, and you will be cast into the eighteenth level of hell after your death, and you will never be reincarnated!"
"Pull out his tongue and cut it!"
"Put out your eyes too!"
"Prick his ears again to make him deaf."
"Leave him alone, I'll see who will live worse than death and not be reincarnated!" the man surnamed Huang roared angrily.
