The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 29 Uprising?
Yanchuan County, a small county in the east of Yan'an Prefecture, is in the north of Shaanxi, facing Shanxi Province across the Yellow River. It can be said that across the Yellow River is Yanchuan.

There are not many villages around Yanchuan, and there are not many villagers, but they are not called villagers now.

Changed the name, called disaster victims.

The victims gathered together.

Zhang Sanquan is one of them. The surname Zhang is a common surname in Shaanxi and can be traced back to the period of King Xuan of the Western Zhou Dynasty.

Their ancestors also produced high-ranking officials, but now they are in decline.

Relying on his hard-working hands, he married a wife, gave birth to a baby, and lived a miserable life. But the common people, who is not miserable? Who can they tell, it is better to live a life of silence.

It's good to be alive, and you can live if you can stutter.

It's just that starting from half a year ago, life has been a little different.

From the beginning of the year to now, there has been a severe drought for half a year, and the farmers have failed to harvest anything.

In the beginning, Zhang Sanquan and his family were able to eat the surplus food at home, as was the case with every household. Fortunately, they worked hard for years and were able to save some.

This small amount of food is eaten sparingly by their family of three. Every time they cook, they always take out all the wheat from the pot and let the children eat it. Then they finish pouring the soup and divide it, and the iron spoon scrapes the food. Sparks were popping out from the bottom of the pot, so they dug out some wheat. They had no land to cultivate and no need to work, and they were adults, so they could bear even if they were hungry.

Even with such savings, the food was still eaten up quickly, and the family began to eat the remaining wheat bran, which was also edible.

But the wheat bran was also gone, so Zhang Sanquan and his wife had no choice but to go out and dig wild vegetables. However, the drought had lasted for so long, and there were no wild vegetables left. Those who had been unable to hold on had dug up all the grass seeds, and there were no more grass seeds.

Zhang Sanquan even saw that the bark of the trees on the road had been peeled off. He was a little annoyed and blamed himself for not coming out earlier to prepare. He finally found some bark and took it home.

When he couldn't swallow it, he ground it into powder and made a paste to eat. It filled his stomach, but he couldn't digest it, so he kept doing it, and soon Zhang Sanquan and his family became constipated.

A family of three can't poop.

They could only find some branches and pull out their son after he fainted from the pain and bled, followed by the couple.

I don’t dare to think too much about that scene.

But even such bark cannot be found.

After a day of hunger, he couldn't stand it anymore. His son lay on the kang without any strength. His wife sat beside him and cried, saying that he would dig some soil to satisfy his hunger. Zhang Sanquan gave her a slap in the face and said, "I still can't poop after eating that thing." Did it come out? He couldn't poop at all, it fell into his stomach and died in three or four days."

He pushed the door open and went out, squatting in front of the door, covering his head and crying.

It was another day, and everyone in the village gathered together. They couldn't survive anymore and would die if they stayed in the village.

Some people clamored to rebel, but were immediately silenced by the people next to them, even daring to say something about beheading.

The village chief mobilized everyone to pack their luggage, but Zhang Sanquan didn't move. Where was the luggage? The most precious things for farmers are land and grain. If the land is ruined and the grain is gone, what else can there be?

A whole village of people went to Yanchuan County in large numbers. Officials couldn't just ignore so many victims.

They also met other victims on the way, got together and headed towards Yanchuan.

Soon a group of victims gathered in front of the not-so-high city wall of Yanchuan. The county magistrate stood on the city wall and told them that they had to collect food and wait.

It was another day of waiting. When he woke up in the morning and wanted to call his son up, he reached out and touched his son's body, which was as cold as the loess on the ground.

He sat on the ground with his wife and howled twice.

There were people like him around.

Some people couldn't help but want to go up and ask why there was no food, but they were kicked by the soldiers and the county magistrate disappeared.

Some victims couldn't wait any longer and were preparing to go to Yan'an in twos and threes. It was a big city and there should be food there.

But on the way, they encountered victims fleeing from Yan'an.

They can only wait here.

Someone suddenly asked, "Why haven't you seen the county magistrate for two days? Are you starving to death?" As soon as he finished speaking, the people around him laughed.

"The county magistrate will starve to death? Then the official might be at home eating delicious steamed buns with his family around the table."

"Maybe there's some meat too."

There are voice supplements, which are these two sentences.

The eyes of all the victims around them became red. They had nothing to eat, but the county magistrate might have. They starved their families to death, but the county magistrate had family members to accompany them to eat.

Why?

"Anyway, we can't live any longer. Officials don't care about us. Let's go to the city!"

Someone slapped their legs and roared.

Zhang Sanquan stood up and listened. His son was dead.

Then everyone stood up, even the pussies, except those who couldn't stand up anymore.

Some of them walked away and some died. There were only two or three hundred of them. A group of people rushed towards the city gate, shouting. The county wall was not high and the city gate was not thick.

Before they reached the city gate, the front gate opened and seven or eight horses and 20 people rushed out.

"A bunch of untouchables, want to rebel?"

"Brothers, these are all military achievements!"

they shouted.

There were shouts of killing and screams.

passed into Liu Zhenhua's ears.

"Rebellion?"

Liu Zhenhua looked in shock at the killing taking place in front of the low city wall in the distance.

One party was obviously victims of the disaster, and the number was not large. The other party was obviously officers and soldiers, and they were still wearing armor. They said they were rebelling, but it was simply a massacre on one side.

The soldiers riding tall horses, wearing armor and holding steel knives, ran rampant among the victims, killing seven and a half, oh, so majestic.

The victims were unarmed and unable to resist, and they quickly died and fled.

Liu Zhenhua looked at this scene. He couldn't help. These officers and soldiers had their backs to the city. There were no one knows how many soldiers there were inside. Furthermore, it was too early to expose them now.

I can only watch the victims being slaughtered.

Some of the slow runners were picked up and taken into the city. Needless to say, their only fate was death.

Liu Zhenhua had heard of soldiers killing civilians for military merit before. Zhu Yuanzhang encountered such a thing in the TV series he watched.

I don’t know what Lao Zhu’s reaction will be when he sees something like this happening in his Ming Dynasty. Will he catch these people, light sky lanterns, peel their skins and sell them as grass?

"Let's go and find a place to stay," Liu Zhenhua said. This is it. A victim who had previously come from Shaanxi led the way and told Liu Zhenhua that this was Yanchuan.

Less than a hundred miles further is Yan'an Prefecture.

Liu Zhenhua of Yan'an Prefecture is not afraid. If the governor there really does something, the uprising in Shaanxi will not be so big.

He, Liu Zhenhua, is just looking for a ravine, gathering people, and developing slowly. Now he has a reputation of [-], and he can upgrade to a reputation meal after saving [-].

The team headed south.

Some officers and soldiers saw this group of people from a distance and did not take them seriously. They had already caught enough rebels.

(End of this chapter)