The argument at the tea party at the foot of Guzhu Mountain on the banks of Taihu Lake soon spread throughout the Taiping Eastern Expedition Army inside and outside the Taiping Eastern Expedition Army and the places it had occupied.

"This is the atmosphere and mind of the new dynasty...."

After hearing this news, Huang Pu, a famous scholar and great scholar living in Suzhou, was sighing to the students and children who followed him all the way.

"I originally wanted to persuade the emperor with my own opinions, so that there would be less unreasonable killing and local disputes, but the governor obviously had a good idea and would definitely not be moved by external things easily..."

"And those ministers and subordinates have not spoken out, and they have already understood and agreed with the corresponding truth, and have even become accustomed to it. Instead, it has made us use this effort and thought in vain."

"Since the Governor is right, of course, what is wrong is that we, who are selfish or have deviant positions. As the saying goes, if the mountain does not come, I will go and go."

"What should I do next..."

Another scholar with a worried face whispered.

"Let's do your best...if those old relatives and old friends can persuade them,"

Huang Pu shook his head and said.

"As for whether you are willing to listen or not, or whether you are lucky, you can go there. Or is there anyone willing to give up their position and future in the Xin Dynasty for them?"

"No matter how vulgar the Taiping Army people are, at least they are right. If you don't get rid of these stubborn diseases and old things that are complicated in the local area, then you can get more reputation and room for future."

"Even if you are from a native country, a child of a family, are you willing to be a governing official or a person who is highly controlled and restrained? This is both a natural person and a natural meaning of reforming the past and establishing the new."

In fact, it was not a matter of this kind of thought that Huang Pu's ancestors were also considered Wang's surname who had traveled south. When he was studying in his hometown of Hou Guan in Fuzhou, he even gave him courtesy and respect for the thief Huang Chao who was passing through the border;

Although he eventually insisted on not being recruited or recruited to live in the mountains with his family, his deeds that were valued by the thief also caused him great trouble afterwards.

Zheng Yi, who took office at Fuzhou, wanted to use him, a great scholar in Fujian, as a role model to kill chickens and warn monkeys. So he had to leave his hometown and run to the relatively peaceful Zhejiang East Travel Hall, but he still could not escape the war.

After seeing too many tragedies on earth, as well as overestimating one's own ability or short-sightedness, he was also tired of this world that made people unpredictable and had no intention of studying and teaching;

He retreated and only wanted to have a hero who could protect one side. Originally, he still hoped that Chen Yan, the regiment commander of the prefectures who had unified Fujian and observed the five prefectures, had a great disappointment.

Then these Taiping Thief who led Jiangdong brought him many different feelings and experiences.

——I am the dividing line—

At the foot of Tianmu Mountain in Hangzhou in eastern Zhejiang,

On the way back, Wang Dun'er bit the sweet and hard dried sweet potatoes in her mouth hard, and finally believed that these peaceful thieves would not eat people and did not like the saying that they could eat people at all.

After all, if you can take this sweet food that makes people happy every day and treat it as a snack, why should you harm others and eat meat? In comparison, even those official soldiers and clerks may not be able to live a better life.

You should know that even the outsiders and the men in charge of the village only made a pot and a half pot of rubber teeth on the night of the New Year, and the three animals who were solemnly served as offerings to worship ancestors;

Then only relatives in the family who participated in the ancestral hall sacrifice were qualified to share one or two. As for those slaves and servants, they could only secretly lick the used utensils when they were helping to show off their products.

As for the sweetness he knew in his life, he could only find a hint of sweetness in the crisp and growing juice when he picked out the reed roots in the summer. What made him a little regretful about the matter; although he made up his mind to surrender, the other party had no intention of accepting it.

He didn't even need to take the way back to Zhuang, because someone had drawn a simple road map early on and marked the corresponding precautions and key points. What made him even more envious and jealous was that these Taipingzi's outfits and equipment were very good, so it took only more than half a day to see the stone luge in Zhuangzi in the distance again.

The process of breaking Zhuangzi was unexpectedly quick and simple. The remaining few Tutu soldiers were the ones who were beating those who stood in shackles outside Zhuangzi's gate and did not dare to stop or say anything more, and they were taken down and subdued by the same dressed thief.

Wang Dun'er, who stayed outside the farm, even hadn't finished the second dried potato in her mouth, and everything happened almost over the outside was left; only the owner's mansion surrounded by the group was left; and most families in the farm had not even figured out what was going on.

Wang Dun'er also noticed something. After the pilgrims broke the countryside, they really did not plunder or set fire, and they did not come back to find women like Tutu soldiers. They just guarded the entrances and exits and the condescending points, and began to clean up and identify the people stranded on the streets and waited.

The owner of the mansion, Ma, and the men in charge, thought that there was a rebellion and riotism in the Turkish Army soldiers. They stood on the wall and shouted at the top of their lungs to give additional rewards and other families in the village as promises, comforting and persuading them to "stay their own peace", "go hard together", and "no more troubles".

However, after seeing the majestic little boy Ma, cursing and threatening with harsh voices on the wall, these "ungrateful" and "untamed" bitch dogs, and then were shot down from the wall with an arrow, Wang Dun'er was even more happy.

Although Ma Yuanwai then cursed and vowed, when Sun Sima's united soldiers arrived in the county, they would "skin" these thieves, and anyone who dared to follow would have to bury the whole family alive. However, no matter how many whispers were, they could not change it. The gate of the house was hit by the thief who found the thief and was smashed open by the road.

It was like an ant hole filled with water, or a rat and rabbit hole smoked with fireworks. The first ones were the vicious and vicious monks and house leaders who were usually instructed by the vicious and vicious people, like pigs and sheep that were pulled out of the horizontal railing, screaming and running away without a life, running around, and being slaughtered by the Taiping thieves who happened to be below and captured on the spot.

Then there were all kinds of managers, accounting offices and bookshops, who were also collected from all over the place with dust, and they smiled and begged for mercy or cursed and made all kinds of noises.

Although these high-ranking old men, sending a few farm doctors on weekdays can make most people afraid of it and dare not disobey or resist; but in front of the shining swords and guns, they just burst into tears and cried, and they are not more decent and awe-inspiring than ordinary people.

Finally, while asking the eldest son to rush out with his loyal family to give birth to his son, Ma Yuanwai, who claimed to commit suicide in the ancestral hall, was also found in a dirty pit;

He was trying to climb out in the ragged clothes of a slave, but because of his poor fat figure, he was pulled by the rotten wooden beam hook. Then he was soaked in the filth inexplicably, accepting waves of people coming to visit.

Then, Wang Dun'er was able to return to the firewood shed where she was sleeping, trying to put away the only piece of junk that had not been taken away and that her parents had stayed as a souvenir, but he heard little movements that were different from rats;

He couldn't help but move his heart and push away the messy stacks of firewood, and then he saw a black face hidden in the haystack, and a female voice that was as thin as a mosquito, begging:

"Okay okay, okay,"

Wang Dun'er also heard it at this moment. He was the youngest daughter-in-law of the owner's family from the official family. He usually did not let them get close, for fear of being dirty and stinking her noble family.

"My brother is from the county. As long as he escapes this, he will be punished in the future..."

I saw that she, who was covered in beautiful pearls and jade, was wearing an old clothes of a slave who was disheveled and disheveled, and her head and face were covered with dust and pot ash. She looked very ridiculous and continued to be miserable.

As if she felt Wang Dun'er's surprise and hesitation, she further pulled her clothes and exposed a somewhat plump and delicate front cloak and eye-catching whiteness. Poor Chu Chu said in a shy and grim crying voice.

"You can just cover it up for me and do whatever you want... Even if you are for my unborn child, please..."

On the next day, amid the noise of house search points, the interrogation of these owners and their managers, Zhuang Ding, Tutuan soldiers and other related people also began in full swing.

These thieves even found many people to prove it overnight. They took their hoods and cloaks that covered their faces and figures, and began to correct and confide in public one by one. The many evil deeds these people have done and the origins of their instructions behind them.

Then, amid the crying and scolding of the crowd at the scene, the criminals who had been questioned were punished in batches with a massacre of being beaten to death, hanged to the wall, and sent to labor; everything seemed to be familiar with it, not like the first time I did this.

As the chosen witness, Wang Dun'er, full of thought, looked at the family of the owner who was dragged out by the last batch of disheveled hair and knelt on the ground and cried to steal the sky and the earth, and asked carefully.

"I dare ask, what will the army do to deal with them?"

"Do you think they are pitiful?"

The young peace thief present was responsible for supervising, but he shook his head as if he saw through his thoughts.

"Where do you think they can live in a pampered and elegant manner? It's not that their fathers and brothers scraped out of the corpses of poor people for generations."

"What's more, do you really think that if they stay in the deep courtyard all day, they can't do evil, and no one is in their hands? Sometimes unintentional evil is even more terrifying than being able to do evil, because they really think that things in the world are justified...."

"Have you ever seen someone who is forced to jump into a well for a cricket that is enjoying fun; or for an unintentional angry word, it makes a family go to ruin; or even a small mistake in a bad mood, and you can kill your life in vain?"

Wang Dun'er suddenly thought that there were almost a "rare death" or "sudden illness" in the house every year, and some rumors in the village, and suddenly stopped talking. However, the young Taiping thief continued to say:

"Of course we come here not only to investigate the big players, but also to hide their true faces and ugly faces behind humility and ethics, and to expose them to everyone."

"So we not only have to burn debts and lay land and search the house, and capture those who are accomplices of tigers, but also release the slaves and dismiss them to make them support themselves."

"But before that, they will be asked to show up to everyone, how do those masters, ladies, girls and men regard and deal with these poor people with low identities on weekdays?"

Speaking of this, the thief boy from Taiping smiled disapprovingly.

"We have seen it before. It is said that we have grown up together and are known as the same as sisters and the same family as our family. But once we encounter the links of ethics, who will take it seriously and who cares...

"Not to mention that after those who have lost the offerings obtained by relying on exploiting others, the so-called sharing of joys and sorrows, mutual support and mutual assistance are nothing more than a self-righteous person, a poor person who takes it for granted and finally makes people laugh."
Chapter completed!