Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 127: Officers and Soldiers Attack!

midnight.

With a whoosh, the fence that was pressed by something shook violently several times, and the buzzing sound made the guards who were hiding in the wooden sweeping tower couldn't help poking their heads out sleepily to have a look, but It was so dark outside that we couldn't see anything at all, after a few glances, I muttered some curse words, and I shrank my head back again.

The two black shadows raised their heads cautiously from the ground where they were lying on their stomachs, looked around and saw that there was no one around, and quickly crawled out like a gecko.

There are no electric lights these days, and at night, apart from Song Qingshu's courtyard, there are a few solitary lamps that flicker and flicker, only the wind is blowing in horror, and the door of the small temple creaks as suddenly and as silent as death. After being pushed away, a gust of dark wind howled and surrounded the room immediately.

A ray of moonlight came in from the outside, which could be regarded as bringing some light to the gloomy small temple. Two dark ghost shadows crept in and looked around by the moonlight, but the things in the room made them very uncomfortable. Puzzled.

Miaomiao cigarettes were smoking from an incense burner, and the offering was actually a corn cob mallet!

"No matter what kind of mountain god this is, destroy him!"

Superstition is quite serious these days. The cannons of the Ming army are all made generals. Qi Jiguang also practiced this in the army. Naturally, the two low-level minions are not immune to the custom. After reaching the corn stick, they were still shaking after finishing the work, and then the two of them tied up their pants with satisfaction and planned to go out.

However, just when the two walked comfortably to the entrance of the small courtyard, suddenly, the outside of the courtyard suddenly lit up, and more than 50 torches densely packed the water around the small temple. Is it Song Qingshu or whoever is in the gown, beside him, the scar face is nodding in satisfaction, and on the other side, the one with a sinister smile is an old eunuch without a beard.

"Boss, we, we just came out to take a pee!" Squeezing out two smiles that were uglier than crying, the two officers and soldiers poked their heads and said with a forced smile.

Song Qingshu didn't even pay attention to them, and turned to look at Eunuch Jiao: "I'll leave it to you!"

"Don't worry, Dong Weng!" An unbelievably perverted light erupted from those dim old eyes. Eunuch Jiao bowed slightly with a charming smile. This dead eunuch is a shrewd person. Yang Hesheng, governor of the three sides, he will die when he returns to Xi'an. Song Qingshu didn't kill him.

Respectfully sending Song Qingshu away, Eunuch Jiao raised his orchid finger in a perverted manner: "Come on! Bind the two sticks to the miscellaneous family. By the way, the corn sticks can't be wasted!"

One of them was stuffed with half of the corn bones they had urinated on. Amidst the sneering laughter of the dead eunuch, two spies from the government and army were shrieked and stuffed into the small temple. Immediately, there were bursts of inhuman screams The hissing sound came out with all its strength.

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While the two officers and soldiers were being tortured inhumanely and inhumanly, at the foot of Shangluo Mountain, the officers and soldiers were having a celebration.

After the incident in Shangnan County this time, the profit brought to this group of officers and soldiers was huge. Two thousand levels of beheading, and five taels of silver for each head, that is 1 taels. Two thousand and five hundred taels fell into the hands of the eunuchs and civilian officers of the supervising army, plus the upper and lower management, and it fell into the hands of Liu Yinda only more than 500 taels.

Head money has to be given, otherwise how can we encourage these soldiers who get paid two months a year to plunder less?
Each person took a tael of silver, and more or less grabbed a lot of good things in the village. The barracks at the foot of Shangluo Mountain also held a party. In the barracks, screaming pigs were stabbed in the neck and their hair was not shaved. When it was clean, it was chopped up and thrown into the pot. On the other side, more than a dozen women who were robbed were crying and pushed into the barracks by more than 100 prostitutes laughing.

In the camp of the Chinese army, Liu Yinda was also very drunk, and turned into Guan Yu again with a black face and a red face, holding a fat chicken with one hand, his hand was full of oil, and he was still vague while gnawing. Shouting loudly: "Recover [-] villages and behead [-] levels, thanks to Master Hong for your ingenious plan!"

"Come, this cup, I will respect you!"

Even in this noisy barracks, Hong Chengchou maintained a pretentious demeanor, er, scribe demeanor, dressed in a green robe of a scholar, regarded the wine and meat on the table as garbage, and looked at it carefully with a map of Shangluo County in one hand, when he met Liu Yinda The toast was just impatiently picking up the glass and putting it back down, but Liu Yinda didn't even dare to put a fart.

In terms of rank, the two are actually one level behind. However, after the battle of Tumubao, the heavyweights of the Wuxun Group in the Ming Dynasty were almost wiped out. It's been a year, don't look at Liu Yinda's prestige as a garrison with more than 200 troops, in fact, in Hong Chengchou's eyes, he is no better than the leader of the servants at the door.

Since he was making trouble, Liu Yinda didn't go up to continue making trouble, but started arguing with thousands of households under him. Anyway, with his power, he doesn't have to worry about being praised.

It's a pity that Liu Shoubei has such a leisurely and leisurely interest, but he, Mr. Hong, is on the nose, listening to the flattery of his subordinates, gnawing on the fat chicken, Mr. Liu is enjoying himself, and Hong Chengchou's slap is unexpected It landed on the table, shaking the jug off the table. Suddenly, Liu Yinda got the chicken bone stuck in his throat, and almost carried it on his back.

"I said Lord Hong, why are you so surprised?" After finally spitting out the chicken bones, Liu Yinda was helpless, you must have a degree of arrogance and domineering civil servants!Such a loss of face for me, how can I lead troops in the future?

"Master Liu, twenty spies have been sent to Mount Funiu. It's been three days! None of them have come back, don't you think something is wrong?"

"Hey, where did these bastards go to play?" Liu Yinda didn't care, it would be fine if he didn't come back, just because he was paid twenty extra troops.

"The mob resisted the tax. Twenty villages were defeated under the wise guidance of you and this general. There was only a broken bandit stockade left, a broken village of Longhu Village, maybe our military power did not wait. The two villages surrendered with money, and we will clean up the villages at that time, what do we say in our literati language? There is no bloodshed!"

Liu Yinda was thinking beautifully, and the snot bubbles almost didn't come out, but Hong Chengchou didn't give him any face.

"No, this Funiu Mountain has dominated Shangnan for ten years, and the leader of the Funiu Mountain bandits is too scheming. He took down [-] villages, and he sent people down to farm twelve of them. This is his accumulation. Strength, follow the example of Taizu, build high walls and accumulate grain! Must be eradicated first!"

Thinking about Song Qingshu's production team model, Hong Chengchou was a little terrified. This is another way to replace the Baojia system of the Ming Dynasty to rule the countryside!Moreover, with the work-point system for payment, his harvest may not be much less than that of the imperial court, and he has also mobilized the enthusiasm of the farmers. Fortunately, he discovered this early. Over time, the slap of Funiu Mountain will continue to spread and expand. Will there be another Xi Xia?
"All right, all right, Mr. Hong, after fighting for so long, let the last general repair it for two days, play for two days, five days, after five days, we will set off, you agree!"

"No, go now!"

Hong Chengchou almost didn't scold his mother, let's fight a fart, these days, the common people are beheaded, where can you be so tired?
Hearing Hong Chengchou's resolute voice, Liu Yinda was also a little annoyed, and simply folded his arms and turned his head aside: "Then Master Hong, call it yourself! These boys are having fun, I can't call it!"

Civil servants look down on military generals, but they still have to rely on them to lead the army. Hong Chengchou really has nothing to do with Liu Yinda playing donkeys. He is also a man who knows soldiers, at least better than those military enthusiasts in later generations. Sheng Langyu also knew that it was unrealistic to mobilize these gangsters at this time. After hesitating for a moment, Hong Chengchou finally lowered his attitude and raised his fist at Liu Yinda.

"How about this! Send troops to Funiu Mountain at noon tomorrow, and after defeating it, I will repay you for the military decapitation! And this time, I don't want any of my shares. What do you think, General Liu?"

He was still angry just now, but this time when he heard Yinzi, his eyes glistened, and Liu Yinda rubbed his hands in disgust and said, "Well, how can you be so mean?"

"Ok, deal!"

Turning his head away in disgust, Hong Chengchou decided on the matter.

What is a military order like a mountain? This is called a military order like a mountain. When I heard that this time the first effort was doubled, and there was a very rich village in the mountain to grab, all of a sudden those Ming soldiers who were still lying on top of the woman and sleeping with their wine gourds in their arms Also spirited up.

This time, it was a garrison drawn from Gongwei Xi'an. It is reasonable to say that there should be 1000 full men and [-] cavalry, but it can reach [-] people and [-] cavalry. It's quite majestic. Fifty cavalrymen with helmets and armor carrying lances lead the battle. Although the armor on the back is a bit worn out, hundreds of spears pointing at the sky are still shining coldly. With a strong bow, or with a strong crossbow in the army, there are still fifty musketeers.

There is even a cannon!

Although the cannon is small enough, Grandpa Qi invented the tiger crouching cannon, but the cannon is a cannon after all!Although Liu Yinda didn't do anything other than fried wild boar with him these days.

Looking for two ordinary people as guides to lead the way, Liu Yinda rode on a tall horse with a terrific air, as if he could beat the shit out of Song Qingshu as soon as he went.

But Hong Chengchou frowned at this arrogant soldier's appearance, followed from the beginning to the end, and did not follow immediately. Hong Chengchou suddenly returned to the tent, called his close confidant, and whispered .

"The person who came to see me last time, you go and write to him..."

(End of this chapter)