I'm a big dick

Chapter 68
Under the clear sky, black smoke rose from another town.

The common people dragged their families and carried their burdens on carts, and under the protection of Dongjiang soldiers, they walked towards the seaside.

From time to time, some people look back and look at their homeland that is getting farther and farther away, the homeland that is emitting black smoke.After this farewell, I don't know when I will be able to return, and I may not be able to see it again in my entire life.

Since the fourth year of Hongwu, Pingzhang Liu Yi of the Liaoyang Province of the Yuan Dynasty has listed the number of soldiers, horses, money, food, and land in his land.

In the 20th year of Hongwu, the Ming Dynasty sent General Feng Sheng to conquer Nahachu with 20 soldiers and horses, bringing the entire Liaodong under the jurisdiction of the Ming Dynasty.

For hundreds of years, the Ming Dynasty established a total of 25 guards and 2 prefectures in the Liaodong capital, of which 25 guards were areas inhabited by Han people, and 2 prefectures were areas inhabited by barbarians.

Followed by millions of Han people, migrated from the mainland to the land of Liaodong.They reclaimed wasteland, built roads, built houses, and cultivated fields. It is hard to imagine the hard life and heavy labor at that time.

Build a horse frame, sleep on the ground, sleep in the open, and suffer from hunger and hunger; winter is long and cold, climbing ice and lying in snow; summer is windy and rainy, and mosquitoes, small bites, and blind horseflies are swarming.

Fertile fields, vertical and horizontal ditches, roads extending in all directions, and bustling town markets, how many Han people have sweated and even paid their lives for this.

But the nightmare came suddenly during the Wanli period, with swordsmen fighting, massacres and looting, for no reason, death shrouded the Han people in Liaodong.

Jiannu, they were the ones who plunged the Liaodong Han people into dire straits.Jiannu is a vicious robber and a murderer.

It is sad to leave their homeland, but they are fortunate to be able to escape from the sea of ​​suffering, not to be slaves, and even to save their lives.

The imperial court used money to divide the land and let the Liao people move and live; when Liaodong was restored and Jiannu was wiped out, they could return to their homeland.If the family has enlisted in the army, the salary will be paid to the family; after Liaodong is liberated, a hundred acres of permanent tax-free land will be given...

Even without these preferential care policies, even if the future is uncertain, most Liao people are willing to break away from the rule of Jiannu and get rid of the bad luck that might die at that time.

The Dongjiang army is basically all Liao people, which makes the Liao people who left their homeland feel at ease.

Fatty Zhao was also one of the soldiers protecting the Liao people. He was standing with a gun, watching the people pass by with a blank expression.

No way, after the Battle of Yellow Bone Fort, Fatty Zhao and other dandies were assigned a good job, carrying a knife to chop off the head.

Under the supervision of the cold-faced and cold-hearted Jin Yiwei, these masters and young masters vomited while doing it, and even received a lot of kicks on their buttocks.

Sleeping at night, when these big babies close their eyes, their heads are shaking, or they are dead, or they are full of blood, or they have missing ears and noses... They almost never closed their eyes all night.

I can't eat well, I can't sleep well, and my body still smells bad. How can the young masters suffer from this crime? It feels worse than a beggar.

Fatty Zhao now feels that the armor on his body is extremely heavy, it was put on by his mother crying for him before leaving.It is said that it is an ancestral treasure armor, which his grandfather's grandfather wore on the battlefield.

Looking at the slightly shabby "fat jacket" of other soldiers, but walking very briskly, Fatty Zhao was really envious.

Are you hungry again?Fatty Zhao covered his stomach, his eyes lit up, and he took out a hard pancake from his arms.

This is the military rations that the Dongjiang Army rushed to make before departure, and it is the bread baked on various iron guys.

There is a little salt, but no oil, and there are not enough pots, so the spades and blades are all used.Not to mention the craftsmanship, those with less burnt can be called refined by the chef.

I dismissed it when I posted it, hum, beggars in the capital don’t eat it.

But now that he was holding it in his hand, Fatty Zhao could not help swallowing when he smelled some noodles.Bite it down, it's terribly hard.He had no choice but to hold it in his mouth first, and then chew and swallow it slowly when it became softer.

At this time, Fatty Zhao missed the pot of "pig food" before departure. There were meat and vegetables in it, and it was still hot.After eating a bowl, it feels so warm and comfortable in the stomach.

Not knowing when he would be able to eat such a "delicious", Fatty Zhao swallowed hard the cake in his mouth, his nose was sore, and he wanted to cry.

"Master Bing—" A girl walking past stopped suddenly, took out a steamed bun and handed it to the fat man, "Eat this, it's soft and not cold."

Fatty Zhao blinked and stared at the white steamed bun, his eyes rolled, and he reached out and grabbed it.

Seeing the fat soldier with crooked armor devouring the steamed buns, the girl showed pity and admiration on her face, and she took out another one and handed it over.

It turned out to be in his arms, no wonder he was still gentle!
Fatty Zhao took it and picked it up, choking a bit panicked, and waited for his mouth to drool before eating.

"Let's go, Yingzi." Under the old father's greeting, the girl walked a few steps quickly to keep up with the advancing civilian team.

Woo, woo, hey!Fatty Zhao made a vague sound and chased after him.

The girl looked back at Fatty Bing suspiciously, and her father and brother also stopped, showing vigilant expressions.

Fatty Zhao took out a piece of broken silver, came to the front and handed it over, finally swallowed the food in his mouth, panting and said: "This is steamed bun money, keep it."

The girl was still a little hesitant, but Fatty Zhao had already stuffed the money in it, and his words became much clearer, "I can't ask for your steamed buns for nothing, that's not a beggar? I'm in the capital, and I have number one, so I can't afford to lose that one." people."

I don't quite understand the words of this fat soldier who calls himself "Master", but he understands that money is not for nothing.The girl smiled and wanted to decline.

"Thank you, Master Bing." The old man had already reached out to take the broken silver, bowed his head and bowed his head.

Only then did the girl bow down and salute, "Thank you, Master Bing, for your reward."

Fatty Zhao seemed to have regained the feeling of being respected and complimented in the capital, and waved his hands with his chest out, "No thanks, let's go quickly."

The family set off on the road again, and low voices of discussion reached the ears of Fatty Zhao, who felt good about himself.

"It's just two steamed buns? But there are two taels of broken silver!"

"This soldier is stupid, but his armor is very shiny!"

"Isn't he interested in our Yingzi, so be careful."

"Master Bing is a good man, but he's just hungry. Well, don't say it, he's really a bit silly."

I... Fatty Zhao straightened his body and shook twice.

Hmph, hillbilly, no vision.Young Master, when I was in the capital, people said that I was smarter than a monkey!
Stretching out his hand to touch the steamed bun in his arms, Fatty Zhao's anger gradually dissipated again.The steamed buns are quite soft and have a bit of fragrance. That fragrance doesn't seem to be noodle fragrance, right?
The sound of horseshoes approaching from far away attracted Fatty Zhao's attention.

That is my horse, my BMW, my snow-hoofed cub!He was actually being ridden by this guy, and he was still flaunting his power in front of me.

Fatty Zhao was full of grief and indignation, staring at the knight on horseback without blinking.

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(End of this chapter)