After Ming Dynasty

Chapter 53 Worship to Zhu Yuanzhang (for further reading)
Ma Degong successfully killed Yan Zibin, and Zhu Yiyuan was victorious, so he couldn't escape.

No matter how you look at it, there is no way out, and Yan Zibin ran away at the slightest chance. This kind of alertness is simply unprecedented.

No wonder Li Zicheng was forced to rebel and still survived, even Zhu Yiyuan gave him a thumbs up.

"How did your magistrate Yan escape?" Zhu Yiyuan asked calmly.

Master Fang said with a bitter face, "I don't know how to run away, but I just found a bunch of bead flowers in the second hall."

"Pearl flower? Women wear it?"

Master Fang nodded.

Zhu Yiyuan couldn't help shaking his head, could it be that the first thing to escape is to learn how to dress up as a woman?Only a big boss in women's clothing can keep a leaf out of thousands of flowers?

"Send the order, pay attention to the search, catch Yan Zibin, and send it over immediately, and show the head to the public!"

Zhu Yiyuan gave the order decisively, without the slightest intention of mercy or forgiveness. He killed the people indiscriminately and committed too many crimes, so he deserved to die.

In Laiwu County at this time, even the county magistrate is gone, so there is really no need to put on a show.

Moreover, Ma Degong was captured and the rebel army won a complete victory, which is enough to show their identity and deal with the Qing court. If they dare not even enter a Laiwu city, how can they recover the country?

Thinking of this, Zhu Yiyuan said loudly: "Enter the city!"

The last time he entered Xintai, Tan Qiye was obviously the most qualified, but he was not there. This time, Zhu Yiyuan pulled him into the city side by side, which made up for the regret.

As soon as they entered the city, a fine horse came from Xintai. It was Song Lian who sent the urgent news.

Zhu Yiyuan took it in his hand, unfolded it, his heart sank immediately, and he stopped involuntarily.

Tan Qiye was taken aback for a moment, and he knew something big had happened.

"Master Zhu, but the Qing army is coming again?"

Zhu Yiyuan shook his head slightly, and said in a low voice: "Jiangyin has fallen."

Just five short words made everyone present stunned, especially Zhao Shizhe, who had been staying behind in Laiwu. He stared blankly at the front with blank eyes, and suddenly burst into tears.

There was no sound, but the tears just couldn't stop.

Jiangyin has fallen in the end!

Also because of shaving hair and changing clothes, the Xie Qian uprising broke out in Shandong, and Zhu Yiyuan was also involved. After more than two months, the current situation has come into being. Thousands of soldiers in the three counties have just captured a large number of soldiers. The Qing army succeeded.

The roads of Jiangyin and Zhu Yiyuan were different. One hundred thousand soldiers and civilians chose to defend the city and fought fiercely for 81 days. Nearly one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians died in the battle, killing more than 5000 Qing soldiers.

It is truly a miracle that a group of ordinary people can achieve such a horrific exchange rate and persist for so long.

The people of Jiangyin are great!nice!

Worthy of 10 days to lead allegiance, to represent the people of the seventeen dynasties of the Taizu;

They have indeed done it, and the annals of history will also engrave the bravery and fearlessness of Jiangyin's soldiers and civilians.

It's just that one isolated city and one hundred thousand soldiers and civilians cannot turn things around... Jiangyin, the most active place in the south of the Yangtze River, has fallen.

Many other cities, too, have fallen.

The Qing army slaughtered wildly, and the blessed land in the south of the Yangtze River, where poetry, rituals and music were written, was full of fishy smells and blood flowed for thousands of miles.

There are also millions of people who fled to Fujian, Jiangxi and other places to avoid disaster... The Qing army drove the refugees to attack the Longwu regime. After Hongguang, I am afraid that Longwu will not last long.

After all the south of the Yangtze River fell to the Qing court, what about Shandong, which is close at hand?
Will our struggle fail in the end?

We people, like the soldiers and civilians in Jiangyin, will all die in battle?

……

Almost in an instant, the morale of the rebel army disappeared a lot, and the joy of capturing Ma's success was gone.

Anti-Qing, anti-Qing, the Qing court is so big, can we contend?

Zhu Yiyuan's heart was also sinking. Even though he knew that Jiangyin couldn't keep it, he still hoped that a miracle would happen.

But the facts proved that the inertia of history was still rushing forward, and Zhu Yiyuan felt like a praying mantis, baring his teeth and claws, but what came opposite was a tank weighing tens of tons.

Not to mention blocking it, even looking at him, it is considered that Qing has lost.

What is the significance of these things that I have tossed about in Shandong?
Where is the road ahead?
It wasn't just the soldiers who were confused, Zhu Yiyuan walked straight to the county government hall with heavy steps, his heart was very confused, he wanted to discuss with the big guys, how to boost the morale of the army, strengthen their fighting spirit, and continue to fight.

Seeing that he came to the county government office.

Zhu Yiyuan's footsteps stopped suddenly. Next to the county yamen gate was a leather temple, where several dark things were offered. It is said that it was the human skin peeled off by Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, when he dealt with corrupt officials. official.

In front of the Pichang Temple, there is also a precept stone, on which are the familiar sixteen characters: Erben Erlu, Min Zhi Min Gao.The people are easy to abuse, but the heavens are hard to bully.

Zhu Yiyuan stopped at the gate of the temple and looked inside. Everyone was puzzled and stopped in their tracks.

Zhu Yiyuan walked inside, and after a full hour, he came out and returned to normal, holding a chipped offering bowl in his hand, he looked at everyone, especially Mr. Dongshan Zhao Shizhe.

"Dongshan Gong, you said that when Emperor Taizu went out for alms with a broken bowl, did he ever think that he could destroy the Great Yuan and create the Ming Dynasty?"

Zhao Shizhe looked at the Pichang Temple. Thinking of Lao Zhu, he couldn't help sighing: "Emperor Taizu, who came from a humble background, started as a beggar and won the world. For three generations, in terms of the righteousness of the country, there is no one better than the Great Ming. But the descendants are unworthy." , did not keep the ancestral foundation, really ashamed of the Emperor Taizu! Ashamed of the people of the world!"

Zhao Shizhe burst into tears and almost fell to the ground.

The rebel soldiers present may not understand what Zhao Shizhe said, but the pain of subjugation is unforgettable.

Do we have a way out?
Won't they repeat the same mistakes and end up like the people of Jiangyin?
Zhu Yiyuan slowly walked in front of Zhao Shizhe, "Dongshan Gong, when I was in the temple, I thought over and over again, what did Emperor Taizu leave us? Is it a brilliant Ming Dynasty, or something else?"

Zhao Shizhe was startled suddenly, "Young Master Zhu, what do you mean?"

Zhu Yiyuan lifted up the broken bowl, "At the beginning, Emperor Taizu held a broken bowl in Huangjue Temple and begged for a living every day. A beggar, a servant of the temple, could establish a dynasty. Emperor Taizu What is given to us is not only a great Ming Dynasty, but also courage, fearlessness, and everything is possible!"

"It is true that the Qing army spread its teeth and claws and ran rampant all over the world, but in Shandong, in Laiwu, we wiped out [-] Qing troops and captured a general soldier. More importantly, we have explored a way. That is to mobilize the people, rely on The common people, truly win the hearts of the people, accumulate strength, and defeat the Qing court."

"The heroism of Jiangyin's army and people is what we need to admire. But we must also be clear that we are far from being the opponent of the Qing court when we are trapped in an isolated city and confronted with strength. Therefore, we must adopt flexible tactics and use our brains to fight and win."

Zhu Yiyuan said loudly: "I thought of these words in Pichang Temple, but there are sixteen more words I want to say."

Zhu Yiyuan cast his eyes on Zhao Shizhe, "Dongshan Gong, do you know what I'm going to say?"

Zhao Shizhe was serious for a moment, then said slowly: "Expel the barbarians and restore China. Establish guidelines and discipline, and help the people!"

Zhu Yiyuan nodded vigorously, "That's right, these sixteen people have done the whole life of Emperor Taizu. In the first half of his life, he expelled the barbarians and restored China. In the second half of his life, he worked hard to save the people. Now that the Tartars are coming again, what should we do? "

Zhu Yiyuan looked at the big guy, "I think it's time for us to regain the original intention of Emperor Taizu, and it's time for us to uphold the courage of Taizu to expel the barbarians and restore China!"

Zhu Yiyuan sighed: "In the past, I often heard that the Ming dynasty was exhausted and the country was subjugated. What is there to miss about such a rotten dynasty? Even now, there are too many people who don't want to be citizens of the Ming Dynasty. Let's raise troops , although it is known as the Commander of the Shandong Capital of the Ming Dynasty, I have never said the word Daming."

"Now Jiangyin has fallen, and [-] soldiers and civilians were killed. We wiped out [-] Qing troops and won a great victory. At this very special moment, I thought we should show our own flag."

Zhu Yiyuan smiled and said, "I'm going to trouble Duke Dongshan again."

Zhao Shizhe has now recovered from the extreme grief, staring at Zhu Yiyuan, and said in a deep voice, "Young Master Zhu, what flag do you want?"

"Expel the barbarians and restore China!" Zhu Yiyuan spat out slowly.

Zhao Shizhe was shocked all over, gritted his teeth, and suddenly said sharply: "Bring a big pen here!"

Someone brought brush and ink in a hurry, Zhao Shizhe picked up the big brush, and without thinking, he wrote eight big characters in one go.

Zhu Yiyuan stroked his palms and praised, "Good character! Hold these eight characters high."

The soldier agreed immediately.

Zhu Yiyuan said again: "Is there still a statue of Emperor Taizu?"

In the past, almost every household had them, but now that the Qing court entered the customs, many portraits of Zhu Yuanzhang were burned.

Fortunately, Mr. Fang has a good memory. He dug out a dusty portrait of Lao Zhu from the warehouse of the yamen.

Zhu Yiyuan stood in front of the portrait of Zhu Yuanzhang, "The Emperor Taizu is above, and the descendants will lead the army and the people, and make an oath in front of the Taizu to expel the barbarians and restore China! Please protect the heroic spirit of the Taizu!"

After speaking, he knelt down and bowed solemnly...

(End of this chapter)