Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 321
When the smoke filled the Dabie Mountains, northern Anhui to the east was not peaceful.

With the arrival of Song Qingshu, history has indeed turned a small corner, but it is still crushing forward at a fast speed with its strong inertia.

In July of the eighth year of Chongzhen, Fengyang.

The continuous rainy season has also come to an end at this time. Under the rare sunlight, the moist earth that is almost spit out has transpired a thick fog. Within a range of more than ten meters, it is already foggy and unclear. , the officers and soldiers guarding the Drum Tower yawned boredly.

It is said to be Zhongdu, but in fact there is no such thing as Zhongdu. In order to pursue Fengshui, there is no city wall at all, only a few drum towers have been built, and then the streets of Fengyang Mansion are inward.

The famous Fengyang Flower Drum Opera once sang, say Fengyang, sing Fengyang, Fengyang is a good place, since Emperor Zhu came out, there has been a shortage of nine out of ten years.In fact, this is wronging Zhu Yuanzhang. The terrain in the eastern Anhui area is rough, the traffic is closed, the climate is quite extreme, and it often suffers from floods. After the establishment of the Ming Dynasty, Mr. Zhu attached great importance to his hometown. He often reduced money and food, and also emigrated. Filling up the land and constructing water conservancy. During the more than 200 years of the Ming Dynasty, although the people of Fengyang were not favored by God, they lived a decent life.

However, at this time, Fengyang was also in a state of desolation. Affected by the overall political and climatic influence in the late Ming Dynasty, the Little Ice Age really made it difficult for nine out of ten years. The facilities have been in disrepair for a long time. The Emperor Chongzhen was actually quite good at his hometown, and he still allocated some food in a hurry. countable.

Even the officers and soldiers of Fengyang's left-behind department are in arrears of salary every year. They can only get five monthly salaries a year. With big iron guns, those defenders in the fog were drowsy.

One of the defenders was probably in a hurry to urinate, and after Ji Ling woke up, he didn't even say hello. He ran directly to the bottom of the Drum Tower, found a corner, and unbuttoned his pants. , but before he could fasten his belt, a strange clicking sound suddenly flooded into his ears.

Trying to open his eyes wide, the Fengyang left-behind sergeant looked at the thick fog and stared suspiciously. After about a moment, his eyes widened for a moment. In the vast and thick fog, hazy figures swayed one by one. Looking carefully, It is clearly a large army, Fengyang is heavy, if there is no notification, no army from the imperial court would dare to march here with such fanfare. I heard a while ago that the bandits have already hit Yingzhou, but I never thought that these people The thieves didn't go to the rich places in Huainan, but went straight to their own poor place.

Scared out of his wits, the guard ran into the city, crying for his father and mother.

According to the history books, during the battle of Fengyang, the officials of the Fengyang government were quite incompetent, fatuous and short-sighted. In the decisive battle of the Peasant Army, it was easily wiped out by the Peasant Army. When it was first reported that the Peasant Army had invaded, it did not believe it, and beat the person who reported it.

But in fact, the little soldier who reported the letter did not suffer at all, but was rewarded with a few taels of silver, and it was a knot in front of Fengyang prefect Yan Rongxuan, Fengyang stay-at-home Zhu Guoxiang, and stay-at-home eunuch Yang Ze.

Anyone who trespasses into the imperial tomb will be punished by the clan!
But losing the imperial mausoleum is also a dead end, and the nearest reinforcements from Nanjing will have to travel for three or four days. The Fengyang left-behind division has only five thousand soldiers, and according to the ratio of two points for defending the city and eight points for farming in Ming Dynasty, this combat effectiveness You can imagine how many there are.

"Duke, you are the queen of the clan. If you say a word, the next official will immediately open the imperial mausoleum. Let's reject the city and guard it!"

"Yes, if you say something, our family will follow suit!" The usually domineering eunuch who stayed behind looked over eagerly at this meeting.

After being silent for a full 10 minutes, Yan Rongxuan finally couldn't bear it anymore, and spoke in a trembling voice.

Zhu Guoxiang belongs to the descendants of Zhu Yuanzhang's elder brother. In this Fengyang imperial mausoleum, Zhu Yuanzhang's parents, brothers and sisters-in-law are actually buried. Protecting this place is actually protecting his own family's ancestral grave. Unfortunately, in the era of lack of responsibility in the Chongzhen Dynasty, the emperor did not Dare to take responsibility, the ministers below also did not dare to take responsibility, and after another few minutes of silence, Zhu Guoxiang finally lost Fengyang's fighter plane.

"First, check first, if not, then retreat into the imperial mausoleum!"

Take a look at this one, and directly wiped out the Fengyang left-behind department. As the forwards, the Sweeping King and Taiping King, the main force behind is Gao Yingxiang's Chuangjun Headquarters. Gao Yingxiang was born as a horse thief in Ansai. There were cavalry and robbers who had been there for many years. As soon as Fengyang left guard Si just lined up outside the imperial mausoleum, he was entangled by two infantrymen who rebelled against the king. Immediately, the cavalry of the brigade entered from the left rib and came out from the right rib. In half an hour, the 4000 army directly collapsed, and more than 500 officers and soldiers were killed under the crush of the cavalry, leaving only more than [-] collapsed and surrendered, and Zhu Guoxiang was also killed in battle.

Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum is like a roasted walnut, directly revealing the crispy core in front of the peasant army.

From the beginning of the Seventh Year of the Apocalypse to the present, the biggest battle record of the Peasant Army is Song Qingshu's surprise attack on Prince Fu's Mansion, and captured Zhu Changxun. Don't look at the reputation of Gao Yingxiang, Zhang Xianzhong and others. At this time, they haven't laid down any decent cities. , the majestic and majestic Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum was revealed in front of him. For a moment, no matter the leader Chuangwang, or the leaders of other battalions, the Caotou King, were dumbfounded.

"Damn it, isn't this the imperial palace?" King Taiping, Qingyang horse herdsman, today's vanguard leader couldn't help muttering in shock, and Zhang Xianzhong, the eighth king who heard it, immediately opened his mouth and cursed in disdain: "Fuck the imperial palace, this is Imperial tomb, the place where the dead are buried! Dung buns."

"What a fool, burying a dead person to repair such a huge project, but we living people can't even afford to eat. How much people's fat and blood have been absorbed by the imperial court today! King Chuang, we dug him up!" Angry, Li Zicheng cursed impassionedly, and immediately begged Gao Yingxiang, who was riding in the front and leading the way.

Responding to him, Zhang Xianzhong also nodded indignantly and said yes: "Yes, King Chuang, you have pushed him. In order to pay food and taxes, how many households in Shaanxi have sold their sons and daughters, cut off their children and grandchildren, and dug up his mother's ancestral grave in the imperial court to let him Old Zhu's family will also die off their children and grandchildren!"

Although every sentence started from the peasants, there was a strong smell of jealousy in the voices of the two of them. Ambition, like a weed, quickly took root in the hearts of the two of them.

The main goal of this trip is also to come here for the wealth underground in Fengyang. What's more, looking at the towering and majestic imperial mausoleum, Gao Yingxiang, who also has the same ambition in the world, is also full of discomfort. Nodded emphatically.

"dig!"

With an order, tens of thousands of mud legs turned their hoes and turned violently into this place where ordinary people would beheaded if they stepped on a blade of grass.

Later generations of Ming and Qing literati described the atrocities of the uprising army vividly. They mixed the bones of the grandparents, brothers and sisters-in-law of the Ming Dynasty with the bones of pigs and cattle, and left the corpses in the wild, so that the officials and eunuchs of the Ming Dynasty who were gathered later could not distinguish these. But in fact, this is impossible. Before Zhu Yuanzhang made his fortune, his parents had passed away for many years, and his brother and sister-in-law also died outside after being separated. After years of soaking, even if it was estimated, it would have rotted long ago.

However, the rebel army dug up the Fengyang Imperial Mausoleum upside down, swept away most of the funerary objects inside, and finally burned the magnificent and majestic inner and outer city halls to ashes. After more than three days of tossing, when the reinforcements from Nanjing were about to arrive, the rebel army just walked away happily.

Moreover, stimulated by the imperial mausoleum, the peasant army played a big game this time. Gao Yingxiang showed off a big banner for himself, wrote to Emperor Guyuan Zhenlong, dug the imperial mausoleum, and displayed the emperor's banner. All courts are against each other.

Eastern Henan and southern Anhui once again became the world's attention, as if covered with a thick layer of dark clouds, in which the shocking muffled thunder has already rumbled...

(End of this chapter)