Liao Zhai Zi is silent

Chapter 199

"It's useless." Ren Yumin sighed: "Now that people's minds have changed, who would affirm our achievements? Even I was scolded for killing my wife and family. It's really not a son of man."

"It's only been a hundred years, and some people have already questioned history and denied our merits and demerits. If we are ruled for another hundred years, I am afraid that the Han people may think that Doduo is the hero who opened up the territory. Brutal officer of the defense."

Ren Yumin also said with some chills: "They tamper with history at will, and even the history books they edited are mostly to discredit us..."

"Since the spirit is there, don't you think we are fools?" Lin Zhuoming said: "If I know it today, then ten people will know it and hundreds of people will know it in the future. Everyone in the world will know it. Shi Gong is righteous!"

"It doesn't matter if I don't know the people in the world, I just sigh that the people of Yangzhou who were slaughtered, no one knows, no one remembers, this hatred, this hatred, the country is destroyed, the family is destroyed, the family is exterminated, ten houses and ten empty... At that time, there will be no one left Applause, great kill, I hate myself for being a Han, why don't I be reincarnated as a bannerman..."

Shi Kefa is undoubtedly pessimistic. This kind of great sorrow is the great sorrow of the country's broken mountains and rivers, and the deep vegetation of the city in spring.

Lin Zhuming saw that he was indulging in grief, but he thought of a way: "Shi Gong, the millions of people in Yangzhou don't blame you. If you don't believe me, you will cause ghosts. Ask them one by one."

After finishing speaking, he raised his sword to the sky, chanted the curse of summoning souls, and called out the slaughtered people in Yangzhou.

However, something suddenly seemed to be triggered, and Lin Zhuoming could only see that the scene here turned into the city of Yangzhou again.

The army outside the city besieged it, and the Hongyi cannons were like thunder, and a large number of shells fell after a while.

On the city wall, the officers and soldiers defending the city fought bloody battles, fighting to the death with the enemies who ascended the city.

The sound of killing came immediately, the knife ring was like numbness, and there was a chaotic scream, the whole family wailed, and the mourning moved the ground.

Corpses are everywhere, and blood is flowing.

Lin Zhuming was caught in it, personally on the scene, and the seven-kill sword in his hand was full of murderous intent, and finally joined the battle of defending the city.

Even though he knew that this was just a repeat of the tragedy and could not change the reality at all, he still swung his sword and chopped it off.

But a bloody fight can hardly save Tianqing.

Millions of people were slaughtered one after another, and the pain in their hearts was even worse.

The endless resentment and black fire made him sink, and he couldn't let go of this matter and get relief.

"kill!"

"I will follow the general to the death!" Lin Zhuoming shouted, "I will not surrender!"

Immediately, there was an overwhelming response: "Don't surrender!"

"Don't drop!"

The morale was particularly strong. The people resisted to the death, but they angered the Manchu army even more. The general who was headed opposite looked at him with hatred: "Order the massacre of the city, and all the looted proceeds will be returned to the subordinates!"

However, there are only a small number of Manchus under him, and most of them are Han people, which is the so-called Han Army Banner.

Lin Zhuming watched the two waves of Han people fight together, and immediately understood Shi Kefa's sense of powerlessness and sadness.

No wonder he was martyred.

However, Lin Zhuming is not the kind to be influenced by others at will.

Swinging the sword, beheading the enemy's head, I don't know how long it took, the illusion faded away, and there was still only a piece of wreckage.

Only the Guangzheng Shijing collected these integrity and emitted light.

All the wandering ghosts in Yangzhou were attracted by this light.

Mencius said: Life is what I want, and righteousness is what I want.The two cannot be obtained at the same time, and those who sacrifice their lives for righteousness are also.

Life is also what I want, what I want is more than the living, so I don't want to get it.

"The death of millions of Yangzhou people is not the key to whether Shi referendum is not to surrender, but the key to whether the national integrity has disappeared. Shui Tailiang said that he would protect the people of Nanjing and surrender. Although the Manchu Dynasty did not slaughter, but the Han Dynasty lost its integrity. Its culture is more terrifying than subjugation."

"After the country is subjugated, you can still prepare to restore the country, but if you lose your integrity and spirit, you will always be a third-class person, an inferior person, a slave and a servant, and a concubine."

Lin Zhuming said loudly: "My lords, accept my worship!"

But it was sincere, and he bowed to him.

With Lin Zhuming's worship, Ziwei's natal chart moved, and as soon as the natal chart moved, the stars in the sky shifted. Among them, the canopy starlight hangs down, covering the Meihua Ridge, sheltering this place.

Shi Kefa's expression was complicated: "My efforts were not in vain after all."

Then it disintegrated and dispersed, and the obsession disappeared.

Only to see the golden light guide, born with a vision, it seems to have gone to another world.

The other soldiers and civilians also received the glory and dispelled their obsessions. A portal appeared out of thin air, but they went towards that side without looking back.

Those who stayed on Meihua Ridge were unwilling to let go and had deep obsessions.

After getting rid of their obsessions, but also carrying their hopes, Lin Zhuming's eyes were extremely firm.

Only the dark plum fragrance, and the hundred-year-old ginkgo, are blown by the wind and make a rattling sound, which seems a bit cold and lonely.

"Wang Shibei set the Central Plains Day, and the family sacrifices will never forget to tell Nai Weng."

There was such a poem in Lin Zhuming's ear.

"There will be such a day." Lin Zhuoming returned the sword to its original position.

Guangzheng Shijing stopped emitting light, and stayed quietly in a corner of the ancestral hall.

Xu Biao said to Lin Zhuming, "Master, why don't you subdue them for your own use?"

"It's not necessary." Lin Zhuming said: "Actually, why didn't they harbor resentment towards the previous dynasty? They have all died once, and it is unnecessary to seek benevolence."

Xu Biao fell into deep thought.

Lin Zhuming said: "It is enough to have you."

"As long as my lord is happy."

Lin Zhuming found his way down Meihua Ridge. There was nothing to see in Yangzhou.

He just walked all the way, instead of going down the mountain, he came to a secluded place instead.

All I saw was a deserted temple, and there was no one there.

Pushing open the door, I saw a fallen plaque: "Shouhun Temple."

There is a broken stele next to it, and it can be vaguely seen that "in the fourth year of Shunzhi, the bones were collected and buried here, and there are hundreds of thousands, 610 and three people..."

However, stepping into it, one can only see a nine-story pagoda, carved with Dakini, King Ming, Shura...

There are Manchu, Chinese, Sanskrit, Tibetan, Mongolian, five languages ​​on the tower.

It means to suppress, so that it will never stand up and make trouble.

In the tower, there are relics faintly.

Lin Zhuming sneered: "If suppression is useful, there will be no change of dynasty."

Destroy the inscription on the tower with a sword, and take out the relic.

With one kick, the tower collapsed.

What I saw there just now were the soldiers and civilians defending the city, and they had "righteousness" in their hearts.

Then here are the bones of the slaughtered people, and there is a "burial pit for ten thousand people" with a population of 10.

There will be fierce ghosts and evil spirits here, even if ordinary people are arrested and imprisoned for no reason, there will be resentment, not to mention that these massacred people are not only slaughtered, but also suppressed, and they will never stand up again. Its crazy.

(End of this chapter)