Under Wang Dun'er's plea, he still got a "way to live" given by the other party, or the village.

Therefore, the next day, he rarely used a large bucket of soybean meal and cooked vegetable soup to eat half full, and then put on a ragged robe with a solidified and black blood stain. He also inserted a rusty and half-pig iron knife on his waist that barely grinded out the blade.

In his hand, he got a long pole with no bamboo joints clean. He tied the two big words "Taiping" with straw on his head and wrote the crumbly ink, and used grass juice to dye the rough square cloth with green edges.

Then a team of Turkish Corps officers came forward, urging and leading many villagers in the same dress to the west along the river through the continuous mountains and hills. They stopped from time to time to find the people who were separated and left behind and got the lost.

I walked until dark and I gave me a few slightly unripe taros. After sleeping in the dark with banana leaves in the wilderness for a night, I came to a low-rise red clay hill with wild trees and weeds, and ate the last piece of bran with rotten smell.

At this time, they could already see a small mountain village with vague smoke rising from the kitchen and scattered with thatched huts and earthen walls in the valley in the distance; then the leader of the earth group came over and looked at a few new faces such as Wang Dun'er, who was obviously helpless.

"When you come to this scene for the first time, just stand behind the tree on the slope, shaking the flag and shouting. Of course, someone will go down to act later..."

Then he shouted at other people who looked familiar and were wearing bag-toe cloth.

"I have hidden my hair buns. I heard that the thief army is disrespectful to their parents and does not care about their hair."

"I know, I won't let you do anything... it's all the things that are all evil... thieves..."

Someone suddenly started to laugh with salivation, and then his companions covered his mouth, which made the Tutuan Officer shave a loud ear.

"Just how much you say..."

"I'll listen, this is the place where the thief's nest is secretly colluding with the strong and powerful. He relies on many hunters to resist and destroy the master and the young man, and is determined to destroy the family and make it difficult to fight the thief's land. It is necessary to give a good lesson."

Then the Uttar Group official turned around and shouted loudly at Wang Dun'er, who was anxious or cramped, and had no place to deal with his hands and feet.

"Now, most of the men in this village go hunting and cutting trees, and the rest are all unusable old and weak... So if there are enough women to find later, it's okay for you to taste it after you use it."

"At the point, do you want to ask a wife to be a maid? I'll get used to it after everyone comes to you a few more times... Maybe the village will point you one from the future..."

At this time, Wang Dun'er, who was standing in a crowd of at a loss, was already cold and at a loss. Could it be that the women in the village, the slaves, tenants, and tribes who have been brought down by the master and become married with their wives, are they all here?

However, at this moment, he remembered his mother who was covered in scabies, thin and exhausted in front of the hot dyeing vat with him on his back; and a woman who went to steal mill food for a hungry child, but was kicked down by a mule and pinned to the mill and crushed her hands to death by a grinding wheel, but she became more real and clear than ever before.

However, amid the uneven shouting that broke out, he was whipped several times before shouting out. He could only watch the "thieves" led by the Turkish Army soldiers scattered down the hillside, and easily pushed down and overturned the fence that could only be used to block wild animals.

Then, the golden plates and a cry of crying in the village spread wildly; the broken doors dragged out the struggling women or children, punching and kicking them out, or chased the scattered thin chickens and ducks, and ran around, and made waves and waves of random shouts.

Because he was powerless to do something, he had no courage to resist. Those Turkish soldiers who were so close to him that they were surveillance with swords and guns. The biggest creatures he had ever caught and killed in his own life were just rats and rabbits who were good at digging holes and hiding. He could only turn the awkwardness and sadness in his heart into meaningless roars and venting them in the air.

"I'm going to go down and have fun too... I'm optimistic about these cowards in this generation... If you want to run away any of them, I'll ask you."

After seeing this smooth process, the Tumen Official whispered to another companion beside him:

"What should I do then?"

The companion frowned and said.

"You can see if there are any courageous and obedient people inside, and you can make up for it... I will choose a few that are really unbearable to use. It will be useful if I take it to the bottom later." The Tutuan Officer also disagreed:

"After all, it's a bad thing done by the thief, so why can't you leave a few corpses as evidence?"

However, the Tutuan Officer, who looked like earth, ran back without hesitation, and without hesitation, he passed by the villagers who were left in the same place and fled to the distance.

Because what gradually appeared on the other end of the valley was a green flag held high in the wind, and then swayed and flickered behind the treetops, forming a thin tassel that swayed from the tips of the snow-lit spears and the dots of the wind.

Then Wang Dun'er glanced at the rough flag that had been put down in her hand, and someone shouted in surprise.

"Peace thief..."

"What a peace thief is here..."

In an instant, everyone present was weak and their bodies were stunned; the Tu Group soldiers with a face of earth were even more shocked and left behind these at a loss on the hillside.

But before they could run far, they were chased by some newly emerging cavalrymen and knocked them down one by one and brought them back. They tied them into strings of knelt on the ground in dejected manner.

Not long after, Wang Dun'er, who was kneeling on the ground and trying to curl up, could only be like other trembling villagers; he was full of despair and fear, and he was praying in his heart for the blessing and kindness of the gods and Buddhas in the sky, so that these thieves would not start killing people from them first.

You should know that the Tumen official who was dragged back by a lasso on his back was also the most promising eldest son of the great manager. At this moment, he was stripped of his clothes and armor and objects like other Tumen soldiers;

Then, in those villages, the women who were timid and brought to identify were vented with various means of using their hands, feet, teeth, nails and nails.

And above the heads of these villagers, a strange extroverted accent said.

"Are these people deliberately pretending to be a Taiping Army to harm the thieves in the village... What kind of wave is this?"

"That's all the people who stayed on the mountain have not participated in it yet; however, some of them are responsible for looking at the wind and whistle-seeing bandits."

Another voice said with a slightly respectful voice.

Hearing this, the villagers suddenly lay on the ground with tears and snot, and cried and shouted as they grabbed the soil.

"We are not bandits,"

"It was all the Tutuan Army Master who asked us to come."

"If the village says I can't come, I can't live anymore..."

"We have signed a lot of debt contracts... We said that we can only redeemed if we come."

Then, soon a pair of half-old black leather short boots stopped in front of Wang Dun'er, who was already regretful and cried inexplicably, and then a voice with a very heavy nasal voice said:

"It turns out that he is still an uncle from Chashan... but we met again."

"you....."

Wang Dun'er, who looked up in a daze, suddenly remembered this vaguely acquainted face, which was the half-year-old boy who had asked him a few days ago.

Because he really couldn't see what kind of harm would such a young man covered in mud and with a runny nose be like; he really couldn't bear to sue him and exchange it for the little thing given by the villager's injury;

So he managed to resist the troublesomeness of reporting, and even slept with him for a night's guarding sanitation, and then instructed him to leave quickly so that it would be difficult to explain if others saw it.

But I didn't expect that I really took a look at it. This young man was still an absolute thief; he was also one of the little leaders who were highly treated and respected by others.

"I can lead you to the road and go to the village to find food. Let me be the thief, but I can't live anyway."

At this moment, Wang Dun'er suddenly shouted out in his heart.

"But after you have benefited from the food of the Zhuangzi, don't use these poor family who are covered with bones and have not grown a few taels of meat as military rations."

However, after hearing his words, the thieves present couldn't help but burst into laughter one after another; while the young thieves had a slightly ugly face and helpless look.

——I am the dividing line—

In the tent of the Central Army of the Eastern Expedition that had moved to Changxing County on the west bank of Taihu Lake, Zhou Huaian was also tasting the local tribute tea seized by Yang Shigu, Luo Yin and others.

The spring buds of tea trees produced in Guzhu Mountain and Tanggong Mountain in the local area are purple, and are rated as the first in the "Tea Classic" by the tea saint Lu Yu. Therefore, the tribute tea courtyards are very large in all dynasties, and tens of thousands of workers work to specialize in the tribute tea "Guzhu Purple Bamboo" every year.

At the peak of production in all dynasties, not only did it pay tens of thousands of cakes per year, but it also sold it in the southeast, becoming a major source of local wealth and an important source of tea tax for the imperial court.

Therefore, it is said that when tribute tea is made every spring, the governors of Huchang and Changzhou first worship the tea gods of Jinshaquan, and finally float in Taihu Lake to paint more than a dozen ships, flags and curtains are set up on the mountain, and official prostitutes have a banquet, and drink and have fun.

As Liu Yuxi said in his poem: "Where is a fairyland in the world? When carrying prostitutes in green mountains to pick tea?" As for today, the seven sixteen counties that mainly produce tea, most of them are under the rule of Zhou Huaian, so here is just a new one.

(1, Yiling County, Xiazhou in Shannan Road, Guizhou Badong County, Kuizhou Yun'an County, Jinzhou Hanyin County, Xingyuan Prefecture Hanzhong County; Jinzhou Jinling County, Huzhou Wuxing County, Muzhou Xinding County, Fuzhou Changle County, Raozhou Poyang County; Xizhou Lingxi County, Qianzhong Road; Shouzhou Shouchun County, Luzhou Lujiang County, Qizhou Qichun County, Shenzhou Yiyang County and Jiannan Road.)

However, the topic they discussed at this time was not so elegant and pleasant, but full of the clanging meaning of iron horses and golden swords.

"The key to Huzhou is not in the city but in Taihu Lake and other waterways. The Taihu Lake waterways change hands, so there is no more room for those who can roam and retreat, hide, and then they will have the opportunity to revive."

Luo Yin looked at the sand table that was constantly marked

"Now the lake is often light... Suzhou and Hangzhou, which are in the same plain land, are not far away."

"Suzhou and Hangzhou have always had abundant products and dense populations, and are the first to be the fish and rice towns of various prefectures in eastern Zhejiang. Although they have suffered many wars and disasters, they still have some spare energy."

However, Yang Shigu shook his head slightly.

"In Suzhou alone, there are five families fighting to occupy one side; thousands of people are strong, and tens of them are strong, all of whom are local troops who have fought and witnessed in previous years... Of course, they will not be willing to sit there and wait for death."

"In Hangzhou, there are also remnants of Dong Chang's eight capitals and the troops of Jiang Huan, a local hero in Qiantang, who are divided into one side and attack and kill, and even the rivers are divided. Although there are many defeated troops, it will be a problem if they work together."

In some memory, Zhou Huaian still remembers the words in the Chinese textbook "There is heaven above and Suzhou and Hangzhou below", or the history textbook mentioned in the Southern Song Dynasty "Suzhou and Hangzhou are familiar, and the world is full."

Now that we are promoting troops to fight, we can't help but have some understanding of this.

The so-called pattern of a small underground paradise is nothing more than a comprehensive product that has been enriched by the resource and population base for generations, maintained and provided for a long time, and then gradually accumulated and long-term comprehensive products.

"The Dong Chang of Lin'an County sent someone to negotiate, willing to surrender to the Grand Commander and be the forehand of the attack on Hangzhou City, but he had to save his two counties and three towns in the aftermath..."

Li Shicheng, who happened to be in charge of foreign affairs, walked in and spoke.

"Then you don't have to see him. What exactly gives him so confidence and ambition..."

Zhou Huaian waved his hand.

"Just let someone go back and tell me, hand over all the people and chassis, and go to Guangzhou to be a rich apartment, and that's the best result."

"Actually, I heard a joke in my early years, saying that as long as all the evil people in this world are killed, the rest will naturally be good people..."

After Zhou Huaian handled this episode, he continued to say it lightly.

"For most people in the world, isn't this a simple, crude and straightforward approach that is the easiest way to achieve results, right?"

"It's just that the biggest problem in this is probably how this evil person should interpret and define it; who should decide clearly and where to take action..."

However, Yang Shigu disagreed with the tea ceremony.

"However, there are always some people in the world who naturally believe that the principles they uphold are correct and flawless, and those who oppose themselves must be evil people. Only by overthrowing and eliminating those different dissidents can everything be made better."

Zhou Huaian also intended to refer to the Tao.

"Isn't it like this in the Niu Li Party's struggle? The result is that they are more and more willing to do things, and the situation in the world will become more and more degraded. In this way, they can't save their great abilities and ambitions."

Luo Yin also nodded and sighed.

"Besides, once the killing in the name of eliminating evil begins, and the means to eliminate dissidents are used to make use of their own hands, it will be difficult to stop rationally again..."

Yang Shigu continued to interfere.

"So the real key is not to cut off and curb this unfair cycle of the world so that the originally good people will no longer be forced by the environment and the current situation and become new evil people again?"

Zhou Huaian finally summarized with great experience.

"Or it is to rebuild the law and ethics, so that those who are willing to do evil in the world will never dare to do it, and those who are selfish and desires dare not step over the thunder pool, and the world will naturally be in peace."

"Is this the reason why the Grand Commander wants to choose this one that seems the most difficult, and he has to overcome all obstacles and rebuild the fire?"

Luo Yin suddenly stood up and bowed and said seriously:

"Then the unforgiveness and harshness at this time are the greatest compassion and lenient love for the people in the future..."
Chapter completed!