When Ma Shiyao arrived in Xi'an, the sun set.￥f.￥f

From Tongguan to Xi'an, he and his thousands of brothers were dispersed into several teams and moved forward among tens of thousands of Han troops. Their weapons were confiscated and temporarily acted as civilians to help transport the Han army's cannons.

He transported a cannon worth thousands of kilograms, which was said to be more than seven thousand kilograms, and fired thirty kilograms, which could hit several miles apart. Along the way, he and his subordinates, the Han artillery and infantrymen with their guns, held hands and walked for only thirty or forty miles a day. After walking for many geniuses, he arrived in Xi'an.

By the time they arrived, Xi'an had already surrendered without fighting. The Qin army in Xi'an city followed Zhu Cunji to fight in person, but was ambushed and defeated by the Han army halfway. When he was transporting artillery, he had passed by the battlefield and saw many Han soldiers escorting the defeated soldiers to clean the battlefield and restrain their bodies.

Many people were dug in the pit.

On the way, he had a good time with a gunman from the Han army and a young man from Shaanxi, who was also from Shaanxi, and often chatted during rest. He was eager to find out what the Han army would do to them. Then the young fellow villager seemed to know nothing about it, just told him not to worry, saying that the Han army has always treated prisoners preferentially, and now there are few death sentences in the laws of the Han Dynasty.

However, this did not reassure him. After all, he rebelled. The rebellion that committed the Ming Dynasty back then was now rebelled by the Han Dynasty. Rebellion has always been a sin of unforgivable crime, and it is unforgivable to be forgiven.

Although the young fellow villager was a cannon leader, he had a former sergeant rank, a rank of rank officer. However, he did not have a long time in the army, but he joined the army as an artillery soldier. Later, he was trained in the military teaching battalion for a period of time. He was lucky and made contributions in the Battle of Yanbei, so he was promoted to the former sergeant rank.

The little fellow always smiled and said to him that when he made another contribution, he would be promoted to the commander of the sergeant. He would be the seventh rank official at that time, and he would be the same as the county magistrate in his hometown. In this way, he would be promoted to the commander of the commander after one or two years. He would be promoted to the commander of the commander at that time. At that time, he might be able to become an artillery company commander or deputy battalion commander.

He also told him that after making meritorious service in Yanbei, he also received a medal. This medal was not only gold, but also had 100 acres of land.

Now the family has sent him a letter, and the local government has given him this hundred acres of land.

"Fortunately, this is a meritorious land. You don't have to pay the deed tax when granting the land. Otherwise, a hundred acres of good land will cost eight acres of land."

The young fellow villager was named An Ang. His family was also poor. The family fled from Shaanxi to the capital.

"At that time, our family was begging for food in the capital. Later, the emperor recruited soldiers, so I went to try it, but it really went to the test. The emperor was kind and heroic. After joining the army, he could get enough salary every month, and he had good training, rewards and allowances. From then on, my family had food. Later, the emperor opened a workshop in the suburbs of Beijing, and my father, my brother and sister were arranged to have a job, so he would no longer have to beg."

Speaking of the changes in the family's situation, he was full of gratitude to the emperor, which was a kind of sincere gratitude. Ma Shiyao knew very well that the gaze in his eyes when he talked about the emperor meant that he would really be willing to die for Emperor Liu Jun.

A group of refugees who fled from Shaanxi to the capital but could only beg for a living in Beijing, struggling to survive, and it was Liu Jun who gave them a new life. Now Ang Lee has become a former sergeant commander of the eighth rank and a cannon commander. His father, younger siblings, have also worked in workshops in the suburbs of Beijing.

The family also rented a good yard in the suburbs of Beijing, and the family no longer had to starve and get cold. They originally delayed their two sisters because of their escape. They were already over 20 years old. They both became old girls, but now they have also found the sons of two fellow villagers who were both from Shaanxi who had fled to famine in the capital and got engaged.

Both brother-in-law work in the workshop and have a fixed monthly income.

Ang Lee was not married yet, and he was twenty years old. His family was anxious to ask him to pick up a baby soon, but Ang Lee refused and said he was not free. In fact, after staying in the army these days, his vision changed. He was no longer an alien who begged along the streets of the capital in the past. He is now dressed cleanly, wearing a majestic officer uniform, and has also taken literacy classes and knows a lot of words.

He also has many requirements for his future wife. At least, he hopes to be a girl with some knowledge, not those who don’t understand anything.

"My honor fields are divided in Changping, and our family has registered in Changping. From now on, we will be from Shuntian Prefecture, and we can be considered as the emperor's servants. With one hundred acres of honor fields, our lives will be easy in the future. First build a yard, then buy a cow, and buy some agricultural furniture. It is enough. In the future, plant your own fields, and only pay a tribute of 300 cents of silver per acre of land, and there is no other way. My father said that the family is harder and there is no need to rent and recruit tenants. You can plant them yourself. After paying taxes in a year, you can still have a lot of surplus."

Ma Shiyao was filled with envy when he heard these words.

Land, house, and self-sufficiency are the life I have always envied and longed for?

"The emperor is so generous. You have just joined the army for a short time and have been an eighth-rank official and have obtained a hundred acres of merit fields." Ma Shiyao said enviously. Thinking about himself, he has been rebelling for more than ten years, fighting and killing, and has never stopped. Although he has plundered a lot of money, these floating wealth come and go quickly. Until now, except for leaving a scar, he has not kept anything else.

After half a month, when he returned to Xi'an, Ma Shiyao found that it had changed a lot.

Xi'an is still the same Xi'an, but it has a completely different feeling. Perhaps it is the flag at the top of the city and the Han soldiers patrolling the city, which has brought a new atmosphere to the ancient city.

The cannon was sent to the camp, and Ma Shiyao and others were taken to another camp.

I heard that the above is going to be interrogated.

When he heard the news from his fellow villager told him, he felt calm, and what should come will always come. No matter what the result is, he does not regret his choice in Tongguan.

Really tired.

He didn't expect anything else now, but just hoped to go back to his hometown to see if the old house was still there, and then go to the ancestors' grave to remove weeds and toast to some wine.

After leaving his hometown for more than ten years, perhaps the grass on his parents' graves had become fertile.

"Brother Ma, wait until the matter is over here, we will have a meal together. Don't worry, there will be a new life in the future."

Ma Shiyao smiled, and he thought that there might be a chance.

In the barracks in Xi'an City, while waiting for interrogation, the Han army did not make things difficult for them. There were no chains and no cells. They ate pretty well. They had three meals a day, rice, steamed buns and noodles, and there were some meat in the dishes every day.

Most of the time they were in teams of dozens of people and listened to the officers of the Han army. They were talking about the new policies of the court.

After several days, one day, someone called him outside his room.

"No. 9527, delist."

"Nine Five Two Seven, report to the Chief."

In this barracks, everyone has a number and is asked to call each other number, and his number is 9527.

He had adapted to the number 9527, and also to the loud shouting to the Han army to report to the commander. He followed the Han army to a courtyard.

There were a row of tables, and behind them were a row of officers wearing red and blue Han uniforms.

"sit."

Ma Shiyao walked to the table and sat down.

"name."

"Report to the chief, I am 9527." Ma Shiyao replied loudly.

"It's not your number, it's your name."

"Yes, sir, the youngest is Ma Shiyao."

"Where is the nickname you have used?"

"The Monkey Who Flying the Sky."

The young Han soldiers recorded on the same side couldn't help but chuckled.

Ma Shiyao sat there with his head down, very calm. The Monkey Fighting in the Sky was his nickname in the rebel army. The leaders of the peasant army basically had a nickname, and the larger leaders were called various kings, the King of Chuangshi, etc., and many other rebel generals called XXX. For example, he was mostly called Black Tiger, White Dragon Flying Heaven Harrier, etc.

If you look at the status of a rebel general, you can actually see it by looking at their name.

Ma Shiyao called the Monkey Fighting Sky, but he is also a veteran in the rebel army.

There were quite a few who died under his Monkey Sword that year.

"Are there any other nicknames that have been used?"

"Report to the sir. No more."

"I will briefly report to the false positions of bandit officials who have served one by one."

"Report to the chief, I followed Gao Yingxiang to rebel in the first year of Chongzhen, and later the old King of Chuang was captured. I transferred to the subordinate of Li Zicheng, the king of Chuang. For many years since then, I have been under Li Zicheng and served as the general of the headquarters. In the first year of Longhan, Li Zicheng established the General's Mansion, and the young man was appointed as the fourth-rank General Guoyi in the middle camp... After Li Zicheng was defeated in Xi'an, the young man was captured. After Zhu Cunji killed his brother and seized the throne, the young man was named Wushan Bo and the general of Tongguan."

Ma Shiyao told all his rebellion experience like pouring beans on bamboo tubes.

"It's also an old qualification among the bandits."

"Report to the chief, the young man has realized his sins and must have changed his past and become a new person."

The Right Military Academy, with a silver leopard hanging in the middle of the table, was smoking a cigarette, while saying, "You are honest. The report is basically the same as what we found. You should thank Your Majesty for your kindness. For an elderly bandit like you, Your Majesty is willing to give you another chance to be a new person."

"Ma Shiyao, stand up now and listen to the court's verdict on you."

This moment finally came, and Ma Shiyao slowly stood up, and he could not see the result from the Han army officer opposite him.

"Ma Shiyao, according to our interrogation and verification, although you have rebelled for many years and have been stained with the blood of the people, I think that you have made contributions to your mission and now you have made contributions. Your Majesty will give you another chance to reform yourself."

"You will be assigned to the No.18 Reclamation Farm in the South Province of Moshan, where you will cultivate and cultivate."

When Ma Shiyao heard this result, he was stunned for a while.

"Master, is this exile?"

The Right Military Academy smiled and took a puff of cigarettes, "This is not exile, nor is it an exile. Don't think about it, at most it is an immigrant. When you arrive at the farm, you will first cultivate a collective farm for five years. Five years later, as long as you perform well, the court will give you a piece of your own land. Then you will be a free Han border citizen, and you will not be restricted from marrying and having children."

Ma Shiyao suddenly understood.

After five years of farming in the farm in the south of the desert, it should be what Ang Lee said. After five years of labor reform, one can change his body of freedom. Ma Shiyao finally smiled on his face.

This result is not bad. He can finally be a human being. He has been a bandit for more than ten years and is really tired of it.

"Thank you, your Majesty, thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you, I will definitely reform myself and become a new person!" (To be continued.)

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