The most powerful patriarch in the late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 69 Ancestral Hall Bells
"Brother Le, what, what should we do?" Gan Hui asked in a panic.

Changsheng, Changqing, and Shouhou also looked at Lu Changle with pale faces, panicked.

They are not afraid of fighting, not of blood, not even of death,

But in the face of the unknown plague, I was very frightened.

Over the years, I have heard a lot about the tragedy of the plague, but I never thought that one day it would happen to me.

Lu Changle clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves, stared at Fan Chengyin, and asked word by word: "Fan Chengyin, you come from a scholarly family, you can say that you are from a famous family, you should know more about etiquette, justice, integrity and shame, and take refuge in foreign captives to harm yourself. Compatriots, won't your heart hurt?"

In order to get promoted and get rich, in order to please the master, he kept betraying his country and nation, what was he thinking?

Fan Wencheng is not only a scholar, but also the seventeenth grandson of Fan Zhongyan, a famous Prime Minister of the Northern Song Dynasty.
His great-grandfather, Fan Rui, served as Minister of the Ministry of War in Jiajing Dynasty of Ming Dynasty;
Grandfather Fan Shen, the official position is Shenyang Wei Commander Tongzhi;
In Fan Nan's generation, his family began to decline. Fan Wencheng was a young man who was eager to learn, smart and agile,

At that time, he and his brother Fan Wencai were students in Shenyang County.

This is the kind of person who has received the favor of the emperor, because he failed in the imperial examination, he took the initiative to take refuge in Nurhachi in a rage,
If you don’t want to be a good scholar, you will run to be a slave to others, and even his son will become Hou Jin’s slave.
Father and son worked together to promote through the corpses of their compatriots, and Lu Changle became angry when he saw it.

Every time righteousness slaughters more dogs, most of them are scholars who are ungrateful.
Fan Wencheng and Fan Chengyin are such shameless scholars.

After hearing this, Fan Chengyin didn't feel ashamed, but said proudly: "A good bird chooses a tree to live on, a good minister chooses a leader to work on, a king loses a king, and a few ants are sacrificed for a big event. What a pity."

My master is the one chosen by heaven, and if he can achieve a great cause, so what if some foolish people die?

Lu Changle sneered, turned to Changsheng and said, "Changsheng, continue the interrogation, we must dig out everything he knows."

"Patriarch, this." Changsheng said hesitantly.

Just now he swore in the name of Fuzhou Lu's family, but he regretted it so soon, didn't the patriarch forget what he said?

Fan Chengyin was taken aback, and quickly shouted: "Lu Changle, you swore you would not torture me, you can't keep your word, be careful of retribution"

The sound of scraping tiles and the sound of scraping green bamboo leaves makes my heart palpitate just thinking about it.
If you listen to it any more, you will really go crazy.

Lu Changle said with a sneer, "It's ridiculous. Both of you father and son are scholars. You came from a family of officials. You don't say much about being loyal to the emperor and patriotism? If you can really do it, how can you forget your ancestors and become a traitor? There's no need to talk to someone who says nothing." Believe me, you are an inhuman animal who speaks morally, and I really let you go, the ancestors of the Lu family in Fuzhou will not spare me."

Speaking of this, Lu Changle said domineeringly: "Even if I suffer retribution, I will admit it."

"Yes, patriarch," Chang Sheng replied, picked up a piece of bamboo and a knife, and scraped the bamboo green on the spot.

Gan Hui and Lu Changle walked out of the cave, and said worriedly: "Patriarch, I have something to say, I don't know if I should say it or not?"

"Uncle Hui is not an outsider. If you have anything to say, don't plead for those two scumbags except for one thing." Lu Changle said seriously.

Fan Chengyin and other planners said that it was too late for Lu Changle to stop the plan.
In addition to unbearable sound torture, he also wanted to drag the Fuzhou Lu family into the water and escort him back to Jianzhou.
A hard-core man like him can't have half a sympathy, and he can't believe a word of his so-called promise.

Gan Hui gritted his teeth and said: "The patriarch Lu did the right thing. There is no need to talk morally to a person like him. If the patriarch Lu let him go, Gan will be disappointed. What I want to say is, is Jianlu really there? God bless? If this is true, what should we do?"

"Uncle Hui, how do you say that?" Lu Changle asked a little strangely.

Gan Hui, who is not afraid of heaven and earth, is afraid of Jianlu?
"Jianlu entered Daming several times, and once they passed by the place where the plague occurred. They really didn't lose anything, as if the plague walked around them. Could it be that God really favored these robbers?"

In an age when science was underdeveloped and society was not prosperous,
A person can be fearless of life and death, but not of ghosts and gods,

Going against the sky, who can end well?

Lu Changle said disdainfully: "What kind of heaven's favored person, it's just a piece of shit luck, and he got the honor of an animal."

Pimple plague, like the big head plague recorded in history, is a type of plague.

Seeing Gan Hui's puzzled face, Lu Changle explained patiently: "So the plague is not caused by the rat itself, but that the rat carries bad things. The plague is actually spread by the fleas on it. Fleas don't like horses. Smell, Jianlu mainly consisted of cavalry soldiers, they stayed with horses all day long, and their bodies smelled like horses, and fleas did not dare to get close to them. If you don't get struck by lightning, you will burn incense, how can God take care of these beasts."

This is a question that many scholars in later generations pursue the truth. Thanks to the advancement of science and technology, this question that has puzzled countless future generations has been solved.

It has to be said that Jianlu stepped on shit luck and let it escape.

Of course, that was before, when they met Lu Changle, their luck was coming to an end.

Gan Hui suddenly realized: "It turns out that's the case. I slept in many stables when I was in the rivers and lakes, and indeed I rarely had fleas. Patriarch Lu, how do you know so much?"

"I heard it from a well-traveled expert." Lu Changle came to his senses, and said anxiously: "Uncle Hui, what Fan Chengyin said is very likely to be true. I can't stay here any longer. I need to make some preparations. I leave it to you here, don't stop, interrogate people to death, communicate more with Uncle Yuan, and verify the things that come out of the interrogation."

Fan Chengyin's Great Wilderness Project has already started,
In Jiuchongtian's selection of oirans, after those officials, generals, and powerful children returned, the epidemic immediately spread to the upper echelons.

If the upper echelon is in chaos, the plague will be more difficult to control,

Maybe it will lead to a big battle for power,

In any case, it is ordinary people in Fujian who are suffering.

Before anyone finds out, we can call back the people from the Lu family in Fuzhou.

We also need to hoard supplies as much as possible while the chaos is still there.

Like food, medicinal materials, etc., you can get as much as you can,

By the way, there is also sulfur. Mice and fleas are afraid of sulfur, so buy more. Time is money, so we can't delay any longer.

"No problem, leave this to me, and I will dig out all his old background."

After a pause, Gan Hui said seriously: "Brother Le, be careful in everything, bring Changwei, safety is the top priority."

"Okay!" Lu Changle didn't care about the politeness, called Lu Changwei, turned around and left.

"Dang-dang.dang.dang.dang."

Soon, a heavy and rapid bell sounded over Xingping Village,
The second uncle, who was washing clothes by the river, heard the bronze bell and asked in disbelief: "Sister-in-law Qiao, the old lady heard it right, did the bronze bell in the ancestral hall ring just now?"

Qiaosao kept throwing the washed and unwashed clothes into the bucket, and said nervously: "Second uncle, it's the bronze bell of the ancestral hall. It has rung five times. Go home quickly, there is something important to do."

The second uncle tidied up her clothes in a hurry, and said worriedly: "I'll be back right away, I'll be back right away, the bell rings five times, I think something big is going to happen."

The ancestral hall has a small bell tower with a bronze bell hanging on it.
In addition to being used during sacrifices, it will only ring when a major event occurs in the clan.

Different knocking methods represent different meanings. Generally speaking, the bigger the matter, the more knocking,
The last time it rang five times, it was still in a decisive battle with Yang Shi.

The old ancestor passed away and Lu Changle took over as the patriarch, and he only rang three times.

Ring five times, which means calling the whole clan urgently,
As long as people from the Lu family in Fuzhou, no matter men, women, old or young, no matter where they are, no matter what they are doing,
Hearing the bell, the first time to report to their respective houses, waiting for dispatch.

The sound of the bell was an order, and people from the Lu clan, whether they were by the river, in the fields, or on the mountains, rushed home one after another.
The movement was so loud that even the Yang family on the opposite side of Huaxi was shocked.

　Pretty boy (beautiful girl), don't look, it's you, hand over your ticket

　　
　
(End of this chapter)