Be the emperor from the postman

Master Qu stared at the person in front of him, and said angrily:
"What exactly do you mean?"

"What do you mean?"

Tan Ming took a step forward and looked at the wealthy landlord: "Can't you understand?"

It was only then that Master Qu remembered the call of their Hammer Bandits.

His momentum weakened by three points, and he said: "Marshal He is a reasonable person, and he will definitely not do anything to bully the people.

If you dare to commit a crime, be careful. Marshal He will kill you if he finds out. "

"Hey, you're right, my handsome man likes to reason."

Tan Ming looked at Gan Zhan at the side, and saw that his hand was on the hammer at his waist, but he was not in a hurry:
"You can take away the silver from my hammer?"

"you."

Master Qu almost didn't come up in one breath, he has always said this to others, and he has never been angry like this.

But his gang of murderous slaves are simply not enough to look at in front of this group of professional murderers.

"Good good."

Seeing that there was a mighty soldier beside Tan Ming, Master Qu could only swallow his breath first: "This silver is considered to be dedicated to Marshal He."

When Thief He left, these debts had to be taken from the tenants.

"Farewell."

"Stop." Tan Ming grabbed Master Qu, "Did I let you go?"

"you."

Master Qu wanted to throw off his sleeves and shouted again, but his evil servants stepped forward to protect him.

But they were all beaten up by the hammer bandits before, their noses were bruised and their faces were swollen. At this time, even if Master Qu was yelling, no one dared to step forward.

Bullying the weak and fearing the strong has long been engraved in their bones.

"Marshal He is reasonable."

Master Qu can only grasp this sentence, his previous order can no longer protect him.

"Why do you take my hammer's money? We have to discuss this matter."

"It's obviously my money, you help them pay off their debts."

"good."

Tan Ming nodded again and again: "The money at the moment I helped them pay back the money belongs to you, but the next moment it belongs to the hammer bandits.

Without my consent, you dare to openly take the money that belongs to Marshal He, we have to talk about it. "

"I don't want it anymore, can't I?"

"No, no, no." Tan Ming stretched out his fingers and waved them repeatedly: "This is no longer a matter of whether you want it or not."

Immediately he ignored him, and said to the people under the stage:

"Today, on behalf of Marshal He, I will make decisions for the common people. I have heard a lot about Master Qu's fish and meat neighbors."

The people kneeling on the ground were all at a loss when they saw this scene.

Tan Ming let go of Master Qu, let his two subordinates support him, and looked at the people kneeling on the ground.

Suddenly someone shouted: "Master Qingtian!"

Kowtow to them after shouting.

"Stand up, don't kneel!"

Tan Ming looked at the common people kneeling under the stage with an unkind expression, the commander didn't like the way people were kneeling on the ground.

Feng Richu and a few others got the news and ran back. Seeing a group of people kneeling under the stage, they also hurriedly kneeled on the ground.

Gan Zhan walked a few steps towards the stage, and shouted to the audience below: "Stand up, don't kneel!"

The other nine soldiers shouted loudly.

"Stand up, don't kneel."

In a daze, or fear of the hammer bandits, the people obediently stood up and looked at the people on the stage.

They don't know which play the Hammer bandit is going to sing?

Because according to the rules, even if you kneel on the ground and look up when the sedan chair of the county magistrate passes by, you will make a mistake.

As light as a whip, and if you are in a bad mood, you will be sent to the prison. It is the most normal thing to be so unreasonable.

Seeing that everyone got up, Tan Ming immediately started roll call, called the villagers to the stage, and asked him to tell what evil Master Qu had done.

Ever since the real food was distributed to the people, and the money was paid according to the work, casual chats have been found out.

Master Qu heard Tan Ming yelling up one by one, his legs couldn't stop shaking.

Hammer bandits have to kill the rich and help the poor if they can't say it, and do justice for the sky and so on.

But an outsider speaks so proficiently, coupled with the instigation of the servants below, there is no trap that has been set long ago, Master Qu does not believe it.

Tan Ming was tired of listening to the complaints of the common people. There were all kinds of miseries, because some landlords' BT really broke the bottom line of your imagination.

"Is there anything else you want to take the initiative to say?"

The people under the stage all shook their heads, and many of them wept to tears.

Tan Ming asked the recorder to bring over the pleading paper, and just now he finished talking about each drawing and charged one, and by the way, he gave Mr. Qu a trial.

"Qu Houzhong, what else can you say?"

Master Qu looked at the scene like being in the second hall of the county government, and suddenly had a thought, they couldn't kill him, right?

I have a reputation.

Tan Ming cut Qu Houzhong's thumb with a dagger, and asked him to draw a mark on the pleading paper, and then carefully browsed it, and after confirming that it was correct:
"Come here, chop off Qu Houzhong, and cut off the heads of the three evil slaves, and drag the rest of the slaves to mine."

Gan Zhan waved his hand, and a soldier stepped forward, drew out his saber, and stepped on his shoulder. Several people pressed down on the steps, raised their sabers and dropped them.

Master Qu's head rolled under the stage.

It caused the people below to yell and run away one after another. They have never seen this program.

"Feng Richu, pick up the head." Tan Ming ordered.

Feng Richu also bit the bullet, pinched Master Qu's hair, and sent it to Tan Ming dripping with blood.

After three cuts, four heads were hung on the sticks.

Tan Ming looked at the people under the stage and said loudly: "The field of Qu Houzhong's family will be leased to you by Marshal He for cultivation in the future.

The food for the first three years will be divided into [-] to [-]%.

From the next ten years, it will be [-]-[-].

After ten years, you can buy this field for yourself. "

Tan Ming's words spread among the common people like thunder, how could such a good thing happen in the world?
Feng Richu was not afraid of the dead man's head at all, and asked quickly, "Tan Ming, is what you said true?"

"Of course it is true. As long as my Marshal He has made a promise and never violated it, if you have the opportunity to visit our hometown in Shanxi in the future, the people there will already have a good life.

At least they won't go hungry, and their children can go to school to read and write. If the children are capable, they can be officials in the future. "

Feng Richu's nose was blowing hot air, he was stunned by Tan Ming's big cake for a moment, so that he couldn't believe that this kind of thing was real.

"Marshal He can really take down the Chengdu Mansion?"

Zeng Ke, another friend with Feng Richu, asked excitedly with a shrill voice.

"My Marshal He is capable of beating the emperor. It's nothing to take down a small Chengdu mansion. He will go to the capital in the future."

Feng Richu had an ecstatic look on his face, and I have to say that Marshal He is really very energetic.

In the whole world, there is no sale of rice that rewards you with a stone of rice for cutting six acres of land!
There is such a precedent, as long as Marshal He can capture Chengdu Mansion, then our good days will come.

Even if Marshal He doesn't occupy the Chengdu Mansion in the future, we will go to Shanxi to seek a living with Marshal He, this is the worst possible outcome.

"Mother, mother!" Feng Richu ran to his mother's side: "Did you hear that, we are going to live a good life."

"Okay, okay." The old lady wiped her tears and said, "We have to build a shrine for Marshal He!"

"This kind of person should be the emperor."

Feng Richu nodded heavily. If the common people in the world are fed and clothed, the children will be able to read, go to school and become officials in the future. I really hope that Marshal He can live a long life in the future.

It is embarrassing for these tenants who are accustomed to being exploited to kill the local tyrants and evil gentry with their own hands. After all, everyone is afraid that if the hammer bandits withdraw, their good days will come to an end.

But as long as you farm well, you can own your own field, which means something different.

The local tyrants and evil gentry must be killed!
Only by killing them can the field fall into our hands. This kind of emotion is quite different!

Tan Ming took people to Mr. Qu's house to seize various assets, and then formed a farmers' association to measure the land.

This kind of thing happened over and over again in the villages near Chengdu.

He Jinzhao had established prestige among the common people because of the matter of six mu of land for one stone of grain, and this action was mostly welcomed by the tenants.

Of course, there are some landlords who are stubbornly resisting, but in the face of the attack of the hammer bandits, how many can stand in the way?

Now these Shu people are eagerly looking forward to He Jinzhao's quick victory over Chengdu, so that they can have peace of mind.

Similarly, the news of killing the landlord and dividing the land has also flowed into the borders adjacent to Chengdu Mansion. The tenants have some expectations, and hope that Marshal He can also come to their hometown to uphold justice.

But this made many landlords feel that it was extremely dangerous. This hammer bandit was definitely not a partner to cooperate with. He had to find a way to protect his own rights and interests and kill He Jinzhao.

Otherwise, if he is alive, everyone will not be able to live.

It was rumored that He Jinchao was courting the eighth daughter at night, so someone was looking for beautiful women to present to He Jinchao.

There was no need to prepare any female assassins, but instead fell into the lower ranks.

Just start attacking He Jinzhao's lustful weakness.

As the saying goes, "The body of Erbajia looks like a crisp, and a fool is beheaded with a sword at the waist. In the open, the head will not fall, but in the dark, the bone marrow will dry up"!
In a few years, as long as He Jinzhao is hurt by wine and sex, he will inevitably die!
The harvesting of rice outside Chengdu has come to an end. Because of the heroism of He Dashuai, more people have been mobilized to participate, and the completion time is seven or eight days earlier than predicted.

In this way, in addition to the heavy losses of the King of Shu and the local gentry, Marshal He and the local people have achieved a win-win situation.

The defenders in the city also received a reward of two taels of silver at this time. Although there were still a large number of rebels outside the city, some silver taels in their hands were enough to comfort them.

After all, we all have a bright future.

Seeing that the money was handed out by the chief envoys and inspectors himself, the guard general Wang Hong extinguished the idea of ​​getting some military pay, and by the way used the young and strong to make up for the empty pay, and finally he didn't reveal the truth.

Zuo Buzheng Zhou Yin sat on one side and rubbed his sore hands:
"Governor Fu is leading the troops slowly approaching. Once we make a move to besiege the hammer bandits, we must follow and we must not sit idly by."

Chen Tingmo finally felt relieved that Fu Zonglong was capable of fighting.

The generals under his command are also stronger than those of Wang Hong. If it wasn't for the right chief envoy to ask us to hand out the money and food we finally obtained from the king of Shu, I don't know how much he would have been greedy.

"The four city gates are all blocked by stones, we have to choose one to open."

"Just open the door facing the hammer bandits, they will definitely not think of it."

"It's too dangerous." Chen Tingmo repeatedly objected:

"It's better to attack from the flanks. I think the stone at the west gate will be moved away. After Governor Fu arrives and leads the troops, it will happen to attack from east to west."

Several officials in charge were a little silent. They were really not good at fighting.

Few of them really started their careers following Fu Zonglong in dealing with An Bangyan and others in Guizhou.

As for the guard Wang Hong, there is no need to count on it. If he dared to go out of the city to fight, it is considered courageous.

Zhou Yin stroked his beard and thought for a while: "Let's not make arrangements first, but follow the governor's deployment. The vanguard he sent this time is the veteran Zhang Ling. This man has been fighting for many years, and he will definitely be able to defeat the hammer bandit He Bandit."

Everyone nodded again and again, they only need to obey Fu Zonglong's orders.

Marching and fighting is the duty of the governor, and now they are all on their shoulders, and it is really a bit overwhelming.

Everyone was worried that after He Jinzhao harvested the rice, he would have enough food, and the siege equipment that had been made outside the city really made them terrified.

Fu Zonglong received a request from the veteran Qin Liangyu, hoping to bring his [-] soldiers and horses for reinforcements, and he was transferring his [-] Xidong soldiers to garrison Chongqing and other places first.

The Hammer bandits were coming in menacingly. Once Chengdu fell, the whole of Sichuan would be shaken.

Don't fight against the Hammer bandits with a disadvantaged force, but fight He Jinzhao with a superior force, so that he will be on guard everywhere and fall into a passive state.

The only request is that Governor Fu can provide a large amount of food and grass, and the newly harvested food in her family can only supply half of it.

Regarding this matter, Fu Zonglong also had some considerations in his heart, but he hadn't made up his mind yet.

Qin Liangyu is a good general, but unfortunately she is a woman.

There were not many people in the imperial court who made good friends with her. Even if they broke their families and sacrificed their wealth to serve the king, and had the trust and favor of the emperor, there were still few people who were willing to make friends with her.

"How much food does our army have?"

The subordinate officials looked through the account books, and then carefully said: "It can supply [-] troops for one month of solar eclipse."

"After all, it is less."

Fu Zonglong felt that it was almost impossible to end the war within a month.

Even if he wanted to supply Qin Liangyu's grain and grass, where did the grain come from?
Fu Zonglong couldn't learn from He Jinzhao and directly plunder the rice fields of the Daming vassals and officials. He had to abide by the rules of the Daming order.

Counting on the vassal kings and landlords and gentry to donate food to you, what do you think?

Fu Zonglong sometimes thought that the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty were really not as efficient as the rebels, and he wished that so many officers and soldiers could not resist the temptation and joined the rebels.

"I still have to find a way to find more food."

Zhang Ling, who is also a veteran, really wanted to know what happened to Qin Liangyu's letter, but he couldn't ask for it directly.

It would be great if she could also fight together, after all, he would trust Qin Liangyu's fighting spirit and judgment even more by cooperating with each other on the battlefield.

"Governor, the new grain has just been harvested and has not yet entered the county government. If we rob it, I'm afraid it will happen."

Fu Zonglong was hit again. He Jinchao had enough soldiers and food, but his own side was holding back everywhere.

How is this fight going?