My Chinese ancestors

Chapter 61 White Flag
On February [-], the dragon looked up.

After a spring rain and a great victory, Ding'an City became different from the past, and the streets and alleys were filled with excitement.Although some people are worried about reports from the outside world about the imperial army's crusade, most people still remain optimistic.

With the help of government officials, the victims outside the city received rations, farm tools, and seeds one after another and returned to their hometowns, taking advantage of the spring plowing season to get busy.

The people in the Su family were equally busy. A relative named Su Ting took the younger generation of his clan to travel to neighboring counties and farther places to collect grain, iron, and medicinal materials for the army.

Su Congfang wrote letters one after another and sent them to familiar friends in various states to help collect supplies or tell the story of the Su family's experiences, trying to win sympathy emotionally.

Everything is being prepared in full swing.

Su Chen, who had just returned from a tour of the city, had to rush back to the south wing without having time to take a bite of lunch. The tired Dian Wei's stomach was as loud as thunder.

Thirteen was also very hungry.

After crossing the stone bridge, I was surprised to see my second sister-in-law Hua Hongzhen in a splendid dress with clusters of flowers. She was standing gracefully in front of the lamppost on the other side of the stone bridge, holding a food box in her hand.

"Uncle, this is for you."

"Thank you, second sister-in-law."

Su Chen was a little surprised. Why did his second sister-in-law, who used to be so aggressive and unruly, start to care about him?

But there was something else on his mind, so he asked Dian Wei to take it, thanked him again, and strode back to the courtyard with his cloak. His merit bar had reached [-], and he could unlock the next emperor.

As for which one to unlock, he hasn't decided yet.

At this time, he entered the ancestral hall, and the Taoist priest who was 'invited' back saw Su Chen coming back, bowed his head, rolled his eyes and left.In the ancestral hall, several figures were already sitting, including Wei Taizu Cao Cao, Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie, and from left to right were Dong Zhuo, Lu Bu, Zhang Liao, Le Jin, Guo Jia, and Xun Yu.

However, Liu Xie carefully moved his steps and put some distance between himself and Cao Cao.

"Su Chen has met you all!" Su Chen strode in and cupped his hands on both sides. Dian Wei, who was following behind, removed his halberds and walked to stand next to Guo Jia.

"Should I stand over too?" Thirteen carefully approached Su Chen and asked.

Su Chen glanced at him: "Stand outside."

"Oh." Thirteen lowered his head, picked up his sword, walked outside and stood still.

In the ancestral hall, Su Chen took off his iron helmet and put it on the ground, took a handful of long incense from Xun Yu's hand, took a deep breath, his face was solemn, he slowly stepped forward, and bowed three times.

After inserting the incense burner, he knelt on the futon and spoke in a clear and clear voice.

"The descendants of future generations pay homage to the ancestors of China."

The curls of green smoke swayed, and suddenly spread out like a carpet towards a spiritual statue displayed on the altar table. Cao Cao and Han Xian Emperor Liu Xie closed their eyes slightly, took a breath, and then exhaled comfortably.

At this time, the coffin table on the altar began to shake slightly. Lu Bu, Guo Jia and others sitting on the left and right stood up one after another and looked at this scene in surprise.

Su Chen was also quite surprised. He remembered that it was not like this before.

"I finally remembered to come and offer incense. I was almost suffocated to death, but I can still speak." Suddenly a voice came from the spiritual tablet above. The wooden tablet of the spiritual tablet was engraved with Zhu Yuanzhang, the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty.

"That man named Zhu, a warrior on the grassland, is never afraid of the enemy. Last time, he didn't tell the difference between life and death..."

"Can you give me some face?"

"There are still warriors in the grassland? My generals plowed the grassland several times back then. If the invaders can go, I can go too!"

"Don't even say whether you can give me some face."

Several spiritual figures around him suddenly turned, and their voices sounded in unison: "Swine fever, you still want to be beaten!"

How is this going?

Su Chen blinked and looked at Cao Cao and Liu Xie. The latter also looked confused. They were not in this situation at that time.

"Perhaps they were all annoyed because the spiritual throne was burned that day." Cao Cao said his inner guess.

Since he can speak, he can speak. Su Chen recovered and raised his hands toward the spiritual throne above: "Su Chen pays homage to your majesties!"

next moment.

Dozens of transformations overlapped and turned into one sound: "Get up"

Then, a spiritual figure looked at the other spiritual figures on the left and right, and suddenly there was a commotion of "He is calling me" "Obviously he is calling me?" "What does it have to do with you?"

"Stop talking about it, let's talk about Changsheng." Cao Cao suddenly spoke, and the memorial tablets pushing each other on the altar table stopped and returned to their original positions.

Su Chen thanked Cao Cao. This was the first time he faced so many emperors. After calming down, he talked about the current situation in Ding'an City and hoped that they would give some advice.

"Of course it's a beating, why bother?" This is what Song Taizu Zhao Kuangyin said.

"The three armies have come a long way. They should wait for work. They will kill for a while and then cut off the food road."

"...This scene is familiar to one of my scoundrels, Fourth Brother! Fourth Brother!" Zhu Yuanzhang shouted twice, "I forgot, you haven't placed his spiritual position yet."

At this time, a voice rang out: "Stabilize the people's hearts, take prisoners, and declare laws. If the foundation of the country is disturbed, dust and smoke will rise in every state."

Su Chen pursed his lips and wrote down these words, then bowed to the altars of the spirits. In an instant, the noisy altar table became quiet.

"To stabilize the people's hearts and take prisoners, I have someone to choose from."

Cao Cao whispered two words: "Liu Bei."

"What Mr. Cao said is right. At this juncture, it is not enough to just have a general to lead the army. We must recruit soldiers who dare to fight!" Guo Jia twirled the tip of his beard and then raised his finger: "Liu Bei has always been known as a benevolent person, but he has Let the people and prisoners return home. Most of the civil and military men under his command are unwilling to die in their hearts. If they can be reunited here, they will be ecstatic and fight with all their strength!"

Su Chen nodded. There is no shortage of generals at the moment, but there is a shortage of usable soldiers. Unlocking Liu Bei can solve the urgent need.

There was no hesitation immediately.

He bowed respectfully, and the merit bar in his mind quickly disappeared to zero.

……

Due to a spring rain, the roads within a few miles of Ding'an City were muddy. A large number of victims dragged their families back to their hometowns. There were people everywhere on the official roads, and there were also men pulling carts. Above were his wife and daughter. There were also several hoes and a bag of seeds. The rotating wheels rolled over the potholes and slowly moved forward among the crowd. When they fell into a deep pit, the man had difficulty pulling him out. He was about to ask his thin wife to get out of the car to help.Several figures on horseback came over. The young man in the lead jumped off the horse and came straight over. The woman on the carriage thought she was scolding them and quickly pulled the carriage away.

However, the approaching figure stepped into the muddy water and lifted the cart forward. The wooden wheel immediately passed over the pothole. The man pulling the cart turned around and was about to thank him. When he saw a familiar face that he had been lucky enough to see at the city gate, he was about to shout Make a sound.

The young man shouted at him, then turned around and mounted his horse.

"Third son!"

The man hurriedly took his daughter out of the car, pulled her to the side of the road and knelt down in front of the figure urging the horse to leave, "Third Young Master, my family thanks you for your great kindness in staying alive!"

During the months of drought, Su Chen had been running around, from sending people from all three religions in the city to look for water, to sending emergency rations to the branch of the Desolate Suppression God. At first, everyone thought it was the government and Lord Su who were doing it, but then they gradually gradually Only then did I realize that this third young master also contributed a lot and never showed it off.

Now helping push the cart, the man could no longer hide the emotions he had suppressed for so long. He knelt on the ground and let his ignorant daughter kowtow together. The victims who were walking around him all turned their heads and looked at him when they heard the cry. The figure of the horse rushing towards the field was a little moved, and most of them knew it.

"Third Young Master, thank you for your life!" Someone also shouted out.

The crowd surged, put down what they were holding, and knelt down on the spot. Then, one after another, they knelt down in a dark mass.

Howling!
In the distance, Su Chenle stopped his horse and raised its hooves. On the shaking horse, he turned sideways and looked back at the large group of kneeling figures. His voice resounded: "Fellow folks, get up quickly and go back! Back home, Everything will be fine, and Su Changsheng will never let you go hungry one day!"

After saying that, he bowed his hands, tightened the reins, and galloped towards the military camp in the southeast.Now the camp has been expanded several times, with a specially built place to guard the prisoners, and prisoners of the Imperial City soldiers from the city were also sent here together.

The sheds were built one after another, and more than 3 people gathered here. If Marquis Yunqi hadn't sent a batch of food a few days ago, he would not have dared to keep these prisoners until now, and at least half of them would have to be disposed of.

The sky is warm and sunny.

A large group of prisoners were walking around the fence. Some were lying lazily on the ground basking in the sun, while others were sitting on the ground scratching lice from their hair. There was an arrow tower around them, and the guarding soldiers were watching them with bows and arrows in their hands.

At this time, soldiers from the Ding'an Army came to drive them away and drove them behind the fence near the high platform. A group of people were not afraid of these soldiers and even wanted to go over and fight.

After a while, someone came over. His robes were not bright. After walking onto the high platform, many people found that his body was covered with many mud spots.

"I was outside just now and accidentally fell."

These words caused a group of prisoners to dismount and burst out laughing.

"Actually, it doesn't count as wrestling. It just rained that day, and the victims outside returned home to farm, so I went over to help." Su Chen smiled at them, took off his brocade robe covered with mud spots, threw it on the ground, and put it on He walked to the high platform and suddenly sat down with his feet hanging outside.

"What's so funny? You all come from poor families. You probably know how difficult it is to walk on this road after it rains. The pits are full of water. If you step in accidentally, your shoes will be soaked."

As he spoke, he also raised his steps to show the prisoners.

"Those people, after spending a long time in Ding'an City, they only have one meal a day and are still not full. But do you know that just one meal consumes how much food every day? No matter how much food is eaten, , this meal must be provided to them in Ding'an City, who asked them to live here."

As the words spread, the prisoners who were still laughing gradually fell silent. They knew how the drought was going, and most of their families were farmers. In the past few months, they were doing well in the military camp, but people at home and in the village were suffering. He even starved to death for his sins.

After hearing Su Chen's words, some people buried their heads and sobbed.

"My father died of hunger. He left all the food in the house to his sister and mother..."

Some people choked and said:

"... My family is from Qingzhou, and the government only opened a granary for half a month... My wife sold her brother... in exchange for a few full meals..."

On the high platform, Su Chen listened to the intermittent words. He pursed his lips and stood up slowly.

The wind blew, and it seemed like a figure was clinging to his back.

——Business benevolence!
His voice continued.

"I am a Marquis in the Su family, but I never forget the people. When my eldest brother was still alive, he would run around for the victims every day, collecting food everywhere. He remembered every grain of rice in the official warehouse and thought about how to distribute it to the people. Here, let them survive until the spring of this year, but such a person died in Yanjing last year. He was an upright and pure man. He was killed by the emperor because of the crime of deceiving the emperor, so my Su family rebelled..."

"Now that the army is approaching, I am not afraid of being defeated and killed, nor am I afraid that my whole family will be wiped out. What I am afraid of is that the people of this city will be affected by the army and be treated unfairly. I am here... just to ask for your help!"

Amid countless intertwined gazes, Su Chen slowly bowed his hands to the black prisoners below, "Please help the people of Ding'an avoid the suffering of weapons. They can no longer leave their homes. Please let them survive."

The words floated across the camp, and the prisoners standing or sitting looked slightly moved as they looked at the prostrating figure.

Some people patted their butts and turned around to leave. After pushing through the crowd, they headed toward the exit and said to the soldiers outside: "Open the door, I'm joining the Ding'an Army!"

From the sound, more people were coming this way.

The iron chain at the exit was pulled away and thrown to the ground. The door of the fence opened, and figures came out one after another. People follow the crowd. A large number of prisoners left, and the remaining people followed. Even the original batch of Imperial City soldiers, Perhaps he was fed up with the captive life, or was infected by Su Chen's words, and walked out.

There are more than 3 people, mostly local soldiers and horses, who have lacked training all year round. After the last battle, they are somewhat more courageous than before.

Soon, Le Jin and Dong Zhuo brought people over, returned their weapons and armor, disrupted the formation, reorganized the military formation, and then stayed in the military camp for routine drills.

In addition to practicing formations, they also ran around Ding'an City in the wilderness to adapt to long-distance attacks.

Su Chen would come every day to receive training from Dong Zhuo and Le Jin with these soldiers.After that, he would go to Taiping Road to discuss some matters with Zhang Jiao, and then a large number of leather armors, steel knives, and spears would be sent.

When I have a little free time, I step up the preparation of grain and feed it and transport it to the military camp for Guo Jia to deploy.

On the seventh day of February, the [-]-strong army that set out from Yanjing approached the border of Rongzhou.

On the eighth day of the lunar month.

The more than 3 surrendered troops in the military camp were rarely drilled and gathered outside the east city gate. More than 1 Ding'an troops and cavalry also came over.

Lu Bu, Dong Zhuo, Le Jin, Zhang Liao and other generals of the same period were also among them, and even Zhang Jiao arrived nearby with three thousand Yellow Turban soldiers.

Countless eyes looked at the tower.

A white flag suddenly appeared at the top of the city and stood high.

Su Chen walked past the gazes of the relatives around him, wrapped a white cloth around his forehead, tied it with a hemp rope, walked straight to the stone steps, and climbed to the top of the city.

　Fulfill the promise!I have to finish writing even if I stay up late!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)