Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 235 Buy One Get One Free?

Song Qingshu's words of persuasion not only did not make Sun Chuanting relax, but instead made him snort, and sneered and turned his head away.

"Do not believe?"

Folding his arms, Song Qingshu talked eloquently again.

"Let's go on to analyze that our Ming Dynasty is now struggling internally and externally. As I said just now, the reason is that there are too many privileged classes like you who don't pay taxes. They have encroached on a large amount of the country's land resources without making any contribution to the country. This is also the chronic problem in the court. Everyone wants to keep the vested interests in their hands, and does not want to give up some small interests to save the great interests of Ming Dynasty! enemy."

"But what are the peasant army doing now? Attacking the city and seizing the land, they are robbing the rich and unkind landlords. After the peasant army, the highly concentrated land will be scattered due to the death of the landlord. This is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity! In the early days, the land was redistributed to the farmers, the disaster victims were relieved to resume production, and the household registration system was re-improved. Once the bottom is settled, the civil strife will naturally disappear.”

"At that time, with the manpower, material and financial resources of our Great Ming Dynasty, we can't beat him to death!"

What Song Qingshu said was inspiring, and Sun Chuanting was also touched when he heard it, but immediately he shook his head heavily again.

"No!"

"Xinzhou City was completely ransacked by bandits, but a few days ago, when they went there, a large number of local powerful gentry occupied the land. The land annexation you mentioned is actually more serious!"

"Peasants have no way out, how can they not rebel, how can they not be forced to the side of thieves, and the princes of the court are wronging the country, Your Majesty is confused!"

This Sun Chuanting was really stunned by his own vernacular. When he said this, his face was full of decadence, and he patted his thigh weakly and sighed, but Song Qingshu who read it was secretly happy. He is not afraid that his opponent will argue with you, but he is afraid that his opponent will ignore you. There is really no way not to enter, but if there is a topic of debate, there is an opportunity for cooperation.

"I haven't finished talking yet! I just talked about the role of the peasant army. Now let's talk about ours! Mr. Boya must have read "Water Margin". In order to recruit security, I also made great contributions to the pacification of Fang La. Now, my plan, Song, is to accumulate strength. Once the world building is about to collapse, we will come out and be the ones who turn the tide. I have achieved a good reputation in history. Please help me, sir !"

"Water Margin" is a famous book that has been circulated since the early Ming Dynasty. How could Sun Chuanting have never read it? He also knows the allusions of Song Jiang. He was coaxed and tricked by Song Qingshu to collapse, and his mind went blank. Sun Chuanting really thought about it for a while , just then stared at Song Qingshu vigilantly.

"If that day really comes, who knows if you will become Cao Cao, Wang Mang's class, and replace the world?"

"So Mr. Geng supervised Song, so that I would not be so self-inflated when the time comes. If you join my begging army, the more meritorious service you make and the more prestigious you will be, won't Song have more scruples then? "

There is such a thing?Find yourself something to block?Sun Chuanting was also speechless immediately, sitting on the ground with his head down, he could be considered to be seriously thinking about Song Qingshu's proposal, but for a long time, he didn't raise his head to give a confirmation letter.

Seeing Sun Chuanting's face changing endlessly, Song Qingshu was also a little anxious. Is Lao Tzu's charm value so bad?As soon as he gets angry, the younger brother bows to him. Now that he has lost all his thoughts, he still doesn't give face. Why?

Thinking of this, Song Qingshu became a little anxious, and said anxiously: "Mr. Sun, now you have got the name of a thief on your back, even if you can stab Song Mou out now, Shilin sees you as just a capricious thief. Why not take a gamble with the begging army! If you win the bet, you will be named in history, and your wife and son will be sealed. No, give me a last word!"

What are scholars working so hard for?Isn't it just leaving a name in history?I don't know if Song Qingshu's last sentence finally moved Sun Chuanting, or he could think about it, but seeing that Sun Chuanting stood up solemnly, patted the dust on his robe, and rearranged his hair again, let himself be idle. So embarrassed, he immediately bowed heavily with fists in his hands.

"Sun Boya greets the lord!"

It's fucking done!Finally, Song Qingshu's heart was completely relaxed, and Song Qingshu was also beaming with joy, he quickly lifted his arms that were bowed in front, and said with a big smile, "I have Mr. Boya's help, just like Fu Jian got Wang Meng, and Gao Zu got an ovary!"

These two are not good metaphors, both are emperors, just now Song Qingshu promised Sun Chuanting not to usurp the throne, but he, a leader of the peasant army, can find this metaphor is not bad, Sun Chuanting is not too picky, this is considered After officially taking refuge, he also quickly substituted himself into the begging army, hesitated for a while, and then hugged Song Qingshu again.

"My lord, Sun also wants to recommend someone to you. If I come forward, I should be able to persuade him. I wonder if my lord can agree?"

"Oh? Who?"

"It's the officer of the army that you also locked in the prison and captured!"

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Sun Chuanting didn't mention it, Song Qingshu almost forgot about it, and followed Sun Chuanting to the prison again, watching Sun Chuanting try to persuade him, but Song Qingshu himself didn't make do with it, he didn't care too much.

In the battle with Cao Wenzhao that day, hundreds of officers and soldiers came up to the mountain to fight with their own swords at night, but they were surrounded by the musketeers with superior forces. They stabbed them with bayonets and killed more than 200 people. One of them was particularly fierce. He killed five or six of his own people, and was captured after being wounded by Xiao Luobo with a revolver on his left leg.

After finding out that this was Cao Bianjiao's nephew Cao Bianjiao's team, Song Qingshu was really happy for a while, thinking that Cao Bianjiao, a famous general in the late Ming Dynasty, had been captured, but through Qiu Ming, he could contact the official army Tang newspaper. , Cao Bianjiao is alive and well fighting Shen Yikui in Shaanxi, wearing a monkey and waiting for the Shaanxi peasant army to cry for his father and mother, and Song Qingshu immediately became depressed.

During the spring plowing, he was sent to work as a mule to open up wasteland for labor reform. After plowing, he was thrown into the prison again. It has been several months. Fortunately, Song Qingshu is not as vicious as Zhao Qing, who wants to kill people. This person should eat He should eat and drink and heal his injuries, but he is still alive.

What Song Qingshu said just now was fooling Sun Chuanting. According to his understanding, it was another official and military officer who desperately refused to surrender. It's okay to collapse, but in the end he followed Sun Chuanting out dejectedly, kneeling in front of Song Qingshu reluctantly.

"Meet the lord!"

"Please, please! Since you have joined our begging army, everyone will be brothers in the future. I plan to ask Mr. Sun to be the military advisor of our army. You can follow Mr. Sun and be the leader of the soldiers!"

To save face for Sun Chuanting, Song Qingshu was not too indifferent, he squeezed out a smile and waved his hands to make this person stand up, but at this time Sun Chuanting clasped his fists again.

"My lord, Mr. Zhou still has an old mother in Liaodong. Please send someone to take her over to take care of her, so that Mr. Zhou can take care of him."

He is still a boss, Song Qingshu didn't care much more, and nodded casually: "Okay, in about ten days, Cao Sanxi and Cao Dong's family will be able to come back from outside the mouth. He has been doing business in Liaodong for a long time. When the time comes, just ask him to bring Zhou's mother over!"

"Zhuzi, go prepare the banquet, bath water, and pick out some new clothes for Mr. Sun. I want to clean up Mr. Sun's dust!"

"Yes, he is handsome!"

This side arranged for Li Tiezhu to prepare, and by the way warmed Sun Chuanting's hand, who knew this skill, the boss surnamed Zhou at the back suddenly knelt down on the ground again.

"The lord is willing to support the old mother for Zhou, and Zhou Yuji's life is the lord's!"

With a thud, Song Qingshu's foot fell directly to the ground, and he fell livid, grinning his teeth in pain and finally stood up, covering the forehead of a birthday boy, Song Qingshu pointed to the chief nose in disbelief and asked.

"You said you were Zhou Yuji? Zhou Yuji, the general soldier of the mountain?"

"My lord, the last general's name is indeed Zhou Yuji, but the general of Shanxi? You, this is too flattering for the last general..."

Zhou Yuji's slightly elongated horse face suddenly became confused.

Really found a treasure, buy one get one free!

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Three days later, at Mount Wutai's Lingxiao Peak, the eight thousand begging troops in Daixian County were all called together, marching heavily and forming several square formations, neatly arranged like a forest of flags, recently winning consecutive battles, the soldiers The spirit is also full, the cavalry on the horses are all with their chests high, and the musketeers who are the absolute main force also have bayonets on them. A large row of gleaming bayonets makes people feel chills from a long distance Qing Yishui's black paper armor Fan Yangli is lined with cotton clothes uniformly distributed by the newly established Qihuo Army Clothes Factory. It looks like it is always capable of fighting.

Sun Chuanting was originally tall and tall. Although he was a scholar, he wore Wenshan armor and a phoenix-winged helmet. He immediately had the demeanor of a general. He followed Song Qingshu to the wooden high-rise platform and looked down. Sun Chuanting couldn't help but nodded even though the beggar army had a serious look on their faces.

No wonder he, Song Qingshu, was so feared by Hong Chengchou and Hong Gong. Just looking at the military appearance below, it was definitely not a fluke that he was able to chop off the head of Du Wenhuan, the general soldier of Yansui!
Now that the court is corrupt, the emperor is dim, and even the army is full of smog, withholding military pay and killing the good, maybe this army, as Song Qingshu said, has the ability to turn the tide when the building is about to collapse?
Thinking about it, Sun Chuanting straightened his face again, and followed Song Qingshu step by step, looking extremely respectful.

He also changed into a battle robe, and still made a suit that is neither Chinese nor Western, and movie props look like lion helmets. It has been a few days since he has summoned all his troops. Looking at the dense array, Song Qingshu is also full of pride, and suddenly looks to his side one finger.

"I called everyone here today to announce one thing. In the name of the commander-in-chief of the begging army, I have appointed Sun Chuanting and Mr. Sun as our army's military adviser! His words in the future will be my words!"

As soon as this remark came out, the sergeants of the begging army who lined up below immediately talked a lot. Liu Zongmin, Miao Mei and other generals also looked around in disbelief, but they were all unconvinced. Song Qingshu didn't say much about this scene, and turned his head He looked at Sun Chuanting.

With his usual cold face like a playing card, Sun Chuanting cupped his fists and bowed slightly.

(End of this chapter)