Ming Zuo

Chapter 13 Small Village Tragedy
On the second day, there were sparse snowflakes floating in the sky.

People don't care about the cold, they look up at the sky, and they only hope that the snow can fall a little bigger.

After a long drought, it was the only gift from God.

Zuo Menggeng suffered a crime, and he couldn't sleep a little longer.

It was too cold.

The thick bedding was laid, and the temperature could not hold at all in the morning, and the toes were numb from the cold.

Rao is so, after he got up, he also washed with cold water, and his drowsiness disappeared.

Xu Ruolin actually got up, holding the small bowl greedily, drinking the hot rice porridge in small sips.

"Now I believe what you said, that little ice age."

Zuo Menggeng also used rice porridge to warm the internal organs.

"Don't talk about Shandong, I heard that Jiangnan and Jiangxi are dripping into ice, and the mountains are covered by heavy snow. This winter, the people are afraid that it will be more difficult."

He started thinking about remodeling his home.

In such a cold weather, if you still sleep on a wooden bed, your body will not be able to withstand it.

After breakfast, when they came to the front yard, Zuo Rong and eight people were already waiting.

"Master, wear this inside."

Zuo Rong brought a cotton armor.

I'm going to Zhuangzi today. Those villagers resisted the rent and injured people. I don't know what the situation is.

More protection, more security.

If it was in the past, with Zuo Menggeng's arrogance, he would definitely be disdainful of matching armor when dealing with a few muddy legs.

But now Zuo Menggeng is different.

In particular, he nearly lost his life in Jisuke before, which made him attach great importance to safety.

The cotton armor is not heavy, it is worn in the cotton robe and cannot be seen from the outside.

Although according to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, those who hide bows and crossbows and armors in private are regarded as conspiracy, but by the end of the Ming Dynasty, the laws have been relaxed, and only the ghosts know how much effect they have.

Especially the generals like Zuofu, who are equipped with bows, crossbows and armors.

Outside the city, there are more refugees than yesterday.

But today there are good people who go out of the city to make porridge for the refugees.

Near the city gate, a row of carriages lined up, each with a large wooden barrel on it.The lid is lifted, and the aroma of rice porridge is particularly attractive in such weather.

Dozens of men, maintaining order, maintaining order, and making porridge, it seems that one of the black dress girls is very different.

This woman was covered in a black robe and a black dress, wrapped tightly, and wore a black face towel on her face, but she was a top-notch beauty.

Everyone else was on their way, but Zuo Daizhan was the only one who was sane.

"Whose daughter is this? I haven't seen it before."

Zuo Yong made fun of him.

"Does the sixth brother miss his daughter-in-law? The number of officials and officials in Linqing are like dogs, and the scholars are all over the place. How can anyone know all the young ladies?"

Zuo Fu doesn't talk much, but he helps Zuo Dai.

"I really haven't seen it."

They were talking lively, and Zuo Menggeng glanced at it and said, "Let's go, there's nothing to see. Thinking that porridge is a Bodhisattva? Maybe it's the smell of incense and the invitation to buy people's hearts."

Six years ago, Xu Hongru, the leader of the Scent Cult, made a mess and smashed more than half of Shandong, so that everyone's color changed.

At this time, when Zuo Menggeng mentioned the name of the Demon Sect, the brothers did not dare to make trouble, and followed away obediently.

No one had noticed that there was a big man drinking beside the road, and his eyes were always on Zuo Menggeng.Even if Zuo Menggeng disappeared without a trace, his eyes would not let go.

Zuojia's Zhuangzi was located twenty miles north of the city and was extremely remote.

Several people rode their horses along the official road, ran for a while, turned into a fork on the side, and stuck to a forest, and the road became more and more bumpy.

Zuo Menggeng couldn't help but complain.

"Zhuangzi is too far away."

Zuo Rong explained: "There is no way, our family started too late, and all the good land in Linqing was occupied. Even the [-] acres of land was acquired by the master with great effort."

After another incense stick, the road in the distance forked again.

While leading into the distance, while turning diagonally, you can vaguely see the end of the fork, a small village.

Zuo Hua suddenly rushed out, and his voice remained in the wind and snow.

"Master, I'll go catch that beast Liang Yue."

Zuo Menggeng had no time to shout, Zuo Hua had already run away.For fear that this irascible guy would cause trouble, he had no choice but to speed up his horse.

But when he rushed outside Zhuangzi, he found that Zuo Hua had not entered.Instead, he just stood there stupidly, as if he had been stimulated by something.

Forget about him, Zuo Menggeng and the others couldn't help but take a deep breath when they saw the situation in Zhuangzi.

Even if they once faced the overwhelming chaos of people in Jifu, they did not let them be so terrified as they are now.

There are about thirty thatched houses in the village, and there is not a single tile house.There was a circle of fences outside, but most of them are now collapsed.

As long as you want to get in and out, you can get in anywhere.

The thatched cottage surrounded the center of the village, leaving a large open space.

There is a large locust tree surrounded by three people in the open space, I am afraid it is not hundreds of years old.

However, now the tree is no longer full of vitality, and it is more like a soul-calling streamer from hell.

I saw seven or eight corpses hanging from the big tree, swinging around in the cold wind, as if playing some kind of unparalleled sorrow.

The tragic killing on the battlefield is certainly shocking, but this way of ending life silently has a shocking shock to the soul.

Zuo Menggeng completely lost consciousness, staring blankly at those humble beings, only to feel that the blood all over his body froze.

In troubled times, people are not as good as dogs.

In a world where even survival is being arbitrarily exploited, what kind of despair should it be?
There is not no one in Zhuangzi.

Just around the big locust tree, there are obviously many people around.

But what is the difference between those who live and those who die?

Even if Zuo Menggeng and others came on horseback, they didn't let them move.When death is inevitable, why care?
Zuo Menggeng dismounted, pushed Zuo Hua aside, and walked slowly into Zhuangzi, getting closer to the hanged corpses.

These hanged people are obviously from the same family.

There are old ladies over sixty years old, women with yellow faces and thin skin, and even a head girl.

The wind swayed, and the little girl's body turned around, right at Zuo Menggeng.There is still reluctance to let go of this world, and the corners of his mouth are curved, as if trying to retain the last trace of happiness.

A good family chooses to end in this way, perhaps in such a last world, it is not an exception.

It was only then that an old man came up with the help of his grandson.

"Master, Second Master, you are late. Liang Yue... After Liang Yue injured the big housekeeper yesterday, he ran away and disappeared. His mother, daughter-in-law, and children knew that there was no way to survive, and they were all hanged here at night. already."

Zuo Rong and Zuo Hua had ugly expressions on their faces. Although they expected it, they were still depressed when they heard it.

Zuo Rong is still good, but Zuo Hua is unwilling to give up.

"Think that this is the end of the matter? Hmph, when Grandpa finds him, let him go down and reunite with the whole family."

The villagers heard his clamor, and they all shivered with fright.Only one person was very angry and rushed over.

"It was people in the manor who killed Father Liang Yue. It's not right. Now they have forced Liang Yue's family to death. Do you really want to kill them all?"

Zuo Hua looked at the man with dangerous eyes.

"Zhang Yan, you used to jump up and down, slamming these scumbags into trouble. What's the matter, you want to learn from the rebellion of those chaotic people in the northwest?"

The man was less than [-] years old, and his physique was relatively strong among the yellow-faced and thin-skinned farmers.Hearing what Zuo Hua said, his face changed drastically.

"In the eyes of the second master, we are not considered human beings with mud legs? Who is not raised by his father and mother and struggled in the world? If the second master thinks that Liang Yue's family is not enough to pay the big housekeeper's life, kill us all. "

Zuo Hua was furious and was about to draw a knife.

"Damn, do you think grandpa dares not?"

Zuo Menggeng bounced his leg and kicked Zuo Hua somersault.

"Is it your turn to call the shots?"

Everyone was shocked, and then they focused their attention on the boy who had been silent.

"Who is this……"

The old man looked at Zuo Rong, his eyes exploring.

"Old Qintou, this is the young master. The matter here is entirely up to the young master."

Hearing that the master's family was coming, all the farmers were terrified.Obviously, whether they live or die is all in Zuo Menggeng's mind.

Old Qin bit the bullet and tried his best to defend himself.

"Eldest young master, it was only Liang Yue who injured the big housekeeper. We are all honest people, but we dare not be disrespectful to the master."

Zuo Menggeng's eyes swept across the villagers who were waiting for the sentencing, and was surprised to find that many of them didn't even have a pair of straw sandals.

What is even more strange is that most of the farmers gathered here are men, and women and children are rare.

"Everyone in the village is here?"

Old Qin was a little ashamed.

"Everyone who can come out is here."

Zuo Menggeng's heart tightened.

"A lot of people in Zhuang Shang fell ill?"

The disasters in the late Ming Dynasty can be described as all kinds of disasters.What Zuo Menggeng feared most was that there was a plague on Zhuangzi.

Who knows that's not the case at all.

"Many people don't have enough clothes and can't see people. It's not that they neglect the young master."

This is the reason.

Seeing that the trousers of many villagers could not even cover their calves, Zuo Menggeng knew this was the case.There is a bit of understanding of the situation of the people in this era.

In such a world, how could the anger of the people not erupt!
(End of this chapter)