After Ming Dynasty

Chapter 65 Opening the city gate to welcome Mr. Zhu
Vote for Zhu?

No, absolutely not.

"Zhu Zei is neither clear nor bright. He is talking nonsense when he talks about the capital of China. He is a rabbit whose tail can't grow. It is a dead end to take refuge in him."

Another yellow-faced scholar also said: "That's right, the Zhu thief still divides the land and despises the scholars. If we get mixed up with him, don't we want to be like those mud-legged people? No, absolutely not."

At this time, the short scholar sneered and said: "If you don't want to be like a mud-legged man, then you have nothing to eat and drink now, and you live in a ruined temple. Let alone a farmer, I'm afraid you will become a beggar."

In a word, several scholars broke their defenses.

Looking down at the dirty clothes on his body, he touched his shriveled stomach.

They are the only ones who sleep in the ruined temple and wear long gowns.

"I have an idea, let's go visit the Qi family!"

The yellow face scholar proposed.

The Qi family dragged their families along, so many people ran to Surabaya.They have money and people, and their families are rich. They take some money to help the big guys, and help the court defend the city by the way, guarding against Zhu thieves.

Soon, five or six scholars decided to set off to find the Qi family.

As for the short scholar, he indeed snorted coldly and did not follow him.

He knew the virtues of the Qi family, and he definitely wouldn't help.

If he wanted to survive now, he could only invite Mr. Zhu into the city... He thought for a while, waited for the others to leave, got up by himself, went straight to the carriage dealer, and contacted his friends.

At the same time, Yang Zhen, the county magistrate, had already come to see the Qi family.

Qi Shijiao died a few years ago, and now it is Qi Shijiao's younger brother, named Qi Shiyuan.

"The thieves are rampant now, I still hope that Qi Gong will act righteously and donate money to recruit soldiers. When the Zhu thief is defeated, there will be a big thank you. The court will also reward Qi Gong."

Qi Shiyuan pretended to be sincere and fearful and said: "Come here in a hurry, just trying to survive, it's really powerless."

Yang Zhen naturally didn't believe his nonsense, "Grand Qi, not only you, but also other big households in the city, as long as the big guys contribute money together and think about it, it will not be difficult to break the Zhu thief."

Qi Shiyuan still had a bitter face and said: "Master County, our family really can't afford the money, otherwise, the Lord will go to someone else's house first, even if it is a waste of money and pawn all the clothes on us, we must give the Lord some money." money!"

Yang Zhen almost fainted from anger, can you say that?With so many of you here, if you didn’t transfer the money in advance, wouldn’t the whole family drink northwest wind?

It's a pity that no matter what Yang Zhen said, Qi Shiyuan just refused to agree.

Coming out of Qi's residence, Yang Zhen looked up and smiled helplessly.

"This is the scholar-bureaucrats of Daming! Emperor Chongzhen asked them to donate money, but they were unwilling. As a result, Li Zicheng came in, and all their property fell into the hands of King Chuang. Now, just for the appearance of the Qi family, I really want to give the city Open the door, let the Zhu thief enter the city, and let him take care of you!"

It's really a good skill to make this county magistrate so angry that he wants to follow the thief.

The yellow-faced scholar also wanted to ask the Qi family to pay for it, but they were beaten up by the Qi family's Ding as soon as they arrived, and they were beaten out directly.

You beggars, who gave you the guts?

Fleeing back in embarrassment, he wanted to go to the Town God's Temple to rest, but he came back late, and the previous place was already occupied by several beggars.

When the two sides met, swords were on the verge of breaking out. Several scholars wanted to fight for their sleeping places, and those few beggars didn't want to go outside to suffer from the cold.

Seeing a tragic war is about to break out.

"Brother Liu, you've come to this point, what's the point of honor?"

A short scholar yelled angrily.

It turned out that the yellow-faced scholar was surnamed Liu. After hearing this sentence, he was no longer yellow-faced, but completely red-faced. If you put an egg on it, you can immediately become the kind of poached egg.

What a shame!

"I really have no face to live." As he said this, the guy turned his head and ran outside, trying to throw himself into the river to find a well, but he was dead anyway.

The short man grabbed him.

"You want to die, don't you have the guts to open the city gate and welcome Mr. Zhu into the city?"

The yellow-faced scholar was stunned suddenly, his expression was full of entanglement and pain, "Is there no other way out except to seek refuge with Zhu Thief?"

The short man smiled and asked, "Then who do you think can give us a way out now?"

The yellow-faced scholar was immediately speechless. Zhu Yiyuan treated the scholars with impoliteness and did not regard them as masters, but after all, he had a land and had the opportunity to be a scribe. It was impossible for him to be hungry or cold.

But after escaping and defecting to Daqing, they realized that what the court cares about is a big family like the Qi family, who must be an official, have a reputation, and have nothing. In the eyes of Daqing, they are mules and horses. Animals are not even human beings.

It's better to stay under Zhu Yiyuan's subordinates, if I don't come out this time, I don't even know what a waste I am!
"We have nothing left, let's fight!"

"Yes!" The short scholar nodded vigorously, "It's really going to die."

There are Qing soldiers in the city, Xiangyong, and servants brought in by the big households. There are still 2000 people in total, which is not a small number.It's just that I heard that Ma Degong and others were killed, and saw that the rebel army was strong and well-organized, so I didn't dare to leave the city.

It seems that it is not difficult to guard the city gate.

But since we are scholars, we can write.

They searched their bodies, took out the last bit of money, and started pretending to be Zhu Yiyuan, posting notices in the city.

"Brother Liu, do you think it's most effective for us to post something? After all, we don't have much money, so we can't keep going, so we have to see immediate results." The short scholar asked for advice.

The yellow-faced man thought about it seriously, and then choked out a sentence, "Let's just write what we can't bear the most!"

The short man was stunned for a moment, but couldn't help stretching out two thumbs, you have a high idea!
Sure enough, in the city of Surabaya, notices advocating Zhu Yiyuan's idea of ​​dividing the land appeared in the streets and alleys... Abolish slave registration and artisan households, and everyone will be granted land.

Free the slaves, and everyone can go to school.

The corvee is light and the tax is light, and the officers and soldiers are integrated.

……

All the propaganda is aimed at the low-level people in the city, and many servants are servants, don't they want to stand up straight?
There are still many refugees and odd jobs in the city. They are all from bankrupt farmers. Although they have lived in the city for a long time, who can refuse the temptation of land?
Even the defenders in the city have begun to waver, and the thieves still know that the officers and soldiers are one. Look at them, they are simply inferior to pigs and dogs.

On the eighth day after Zhu Yiyuan blocked Sishui County, someone finally couldn't stand it anymore and came down from the city to join the rebel army.

"Zhu Qian, how do you settle down?"

Zhu Yiyuan had already prepared, "After asking about their identities, give them food and clothing, and take care of them properly."

The soldier agreed to go down and make arrangements. With the first one, there will be the second one.

As time went by, more and more came out of the city.

These people are all descended from the city, the gate is still there, and the inside is still holding on...

"What do we need to do to open the city gate and invite Mr. Zhu to come in?"

The scholars got together again, but when they were discussing, suddenly a puff of smoke appeared in the east of the city.

It's the direction of carriages and horses!

The short scholar looked at it for a moment, and instantly understood.

"They're doing it!"

But no, let you always discuss without making a decision, and others will do it in a hurry.

There was a fire in one place, and flames burst out in other places, and the city completely began to lose control.

The short scholar gritted his teeth, "Go to the city gate, open it, and welcome Mr. Zhu!"

The rest of the people were stunned for a moment, then nodded, and rushed out together.

As they moved forward, people kept pouring in, including refugees from the city and beggars.

By the time they reached the gate of the city, more than 300 people had gathered.

Seeing this posture, the officers and soldiers guarding the city were not only not angry, but also did not stop them.

Instead, they were all smiles, relieved at last.

"Open the city gate and welcome Mr. Zhu!"

"Open the city gate and welcome Mr. Zhu!"

……

The city gates opened wide, and the drawbridge fell.

After Qian Qianyi inspected Shandong, Zhu Yiyuan captured the first city almost without bloodshed.

(End of this chapter)