"I am also a hero, and I cannot keep my youngest son to be captured by others. You (Sun Kewang) will eventually become the crown prince. The orthodox period of the Ming Dynasty may not be eliminated after three hundred years, and it is also the will of God. If I die, I will return to the Ming Dynasty in a hurry, so it is not unrighteous."

——In the second year of Longwu in the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Xianzhong killed all his wives and concubines, and his son was still young, so he also slaughtered him. Then the entire army headed north to fight against the Qing army.

He died for his country at the age of 40.

.........

Dingbian is also Dingbian County, Qingyang, Yan'an Prefecture, Shaanxi Province.

Tong Sheng is half a scholar.

With the name of "Zhang Xianzhong", the man seemed to realize something, and suddenly turned his head to look at the sleeping yellow-faced boy, with a trace of murderous intent flashing in his eyes.

Seeing this, the man's subordinates had already stepped forward, holding the scabbard in his right hand, and just waited for the man to kill the sleeping men and sons.

In the wilderness, a father and son who sell goods died tragically. Although it was a major criminal case in the local area, it was just a trivial matter for these people.

The man had murderous intentions, but for some reason he suddenly hesitated.

In the fire, the yellow-faced boy slept soundly, and there was no trace of ferociousness on his young face.

Just an ordinary poor boy!

The man pondered for a long time, but finally gave up the idea of ​​murder. He slowly stood up and stared at the yellow-faced boy with his hands behind his back, not knowing what he was thinking in his heart.

A cool breeze blew into the temple, and the yellow-faced boy probably felt the coolness and shrank into the quilt. His father was also snoring, and the father and son were in a sleep without knowing the outside world.

"But a young man, how can I kill him? What's the terrible thing? Why should I kill him?"

The man laughed at himself in his heart. It was natural for officials to force the people to force them. Even if he couldn't fill his stomach, he would take risks and take down the old Zhu family from the throne. Why did he in turn demand that others be safe and hungry at home?

If you can't survive, you will be considered rebellious!

This is the truth!

Whether it is Zhang Xianzhong or Li Zicheng, they are just heroes forced by the times and tragic figures created by the times.

If you want to change these tragedies, you can only change this era, not the individual.

Kill one person and two people, even if you kill all the "treachers" leaders you know, as long as the times remain unchanged, there will be King Chuang of Song, General Wang Chuang, and Nine Kings...

In order to survive, the anti-bank flag was raised, and he always went on one after another and kept traveling.

There is no point in criticizing these people at all.

Do they have any other choice?

Now, what's the point of killing a teenager?

.............

The man was naturally Wei Liangchen. He secretly set off from Yizhou ten days ago and returned to the capital. He arrived at Tianjin Wei seven days on the sea, and then brought his men and horses to the capital.

But I didn't expect that in this dilapidated temple beside the official road, I could meet Zhang Xianzhong, the famous "Eight Kings" in his previous life.

Maybe it's fate; maybe it's a coincidence.

"This son is really a hero."

Looking at the end of the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Xianzhong, who dug up the ancestral tombs of the Zhu family, was definitely the first few. When it comes to true, Wei Liangchen sighed that he was not as good as the Eight Kings.

So, he took off his coat and covered his son's quilt. When he was away, the son had not much luggage and the quilt was very thin.

Unexpectedly, this action woke the boy up.

"Who?"

When he was confused, he saw someone in front of him. The yellow-faced boy Zhang Xianzhong immediately shouted alertly and subconsciously rolled to the side.

"who!"

Zhang Si was awakened by his son's shouting and instinctively reached out to touch the pillow. There was a dagger hidden there.

But before he could touch the dagger, the person was pressed down.

"Jun...June!"

Zhang Si was shocked. The two men who pressed him were not soldiers. Then he saw that there were more than a dozen soldiers standing in the temple, which made Zhang Si even more nervous and dared not move.

"Why are you trying to catch my dad?"

Seeing that his father was being held down, Zhang Xianzhong was about to jump up in desperation.

Zhang Si knew his son's temperament and hurriedly shouted: "Don't move, I'm an official!"

Zhang Xianzhong was stunned. The word "official" was still an irresistible existence for him, who was only fourteen years old at the time.

"Let the person loose."

Wei Liangchen waved his hand, and Cui Yingyuan immediately let go of Zhang Si who was holding him down.

"Don't be afraid, we are from the government, and we are also shelter from the rain like you."

Wei Liangchen smiled at Zhang Xianzhong who was stunned, and then let the father and son who were asleep soundly and woken up, and took a thin wooden stick and turned the fire.

The two of them sat and watched, and they didn't dare to move at this moment. They were also very confused about the young man in front of them, and they didn't know who they were.

"The dates you sell are quite crisp and sweet."

Wei Liangchen put down the wooden stick, looked at the Zhang family father and son with a smile, and finally his eyes fell on the young man's face: "Your name is Zhang Xianzhong?"

The boy didn't say anything.

Zhang Si hurriedly pulled his son beside him: "Sir, are you asking me about it."

The boy then admitted.

"The name is good, did you give it?" Wei Liangchen looked at Zhang Si.

Zhang Si quickly shook his head: "Sir, I'm laughing at me. How could Xiaomin give this name? It was given by the teacher of the Children's Enlightenment Society."

"oh."

Wei Liangchen nodded, and it was the same as him.

"Do you like reading military books?" Wei Liangchen pointed to the Sima Fa that was placed next to him.

Zhang Xianzhong said "yes".

Zhang Si whispered from the side: "Adults don't know that the child follows me all year round and has no other preferences, just likes reading some books."

Speaking of this, he was stunned for a moment, "What? Military Book?"

Zhang Xianzhong didn't say anything, just lowered his head.

"What are you reading military books so well? How outstanding are these miscellaneous books?"

Zhang Si was a little angry. He always thought that his son was reading the Four Books and Five Classics. You should know that his son was reading the miscellaneous books, so he would not buy the copper coins for him.

Wei Liangchen smiled at the side and said, "Military books are also books, and there are also reasons in books, but they are not very miscellaneous books. If you can understand them thoroughly, you will have a great future."

"What the adults said is, what the adults said," Although the adults in front of him looked too young, Zhang Si dared not refute it. He just nodded, and of course he did not agree.

"Did you, father and son make a living by selling dates?"

"Yes, the generations of the little people have sold dates."

Wei Liangchen sighed a little: "I heard that you are from Shaanxi, and it is very hard to travel around the world."

Zhang Si hurriedly said, "It's hard work. Xiaomin is planning to go back and ask his relatives to help him and ask his child to do a job as a constable, so as to avoid being in trouble outside the house all year round, just like Xiaomin."

"It's a good job to arrest murderers, maintain public order, and ensure safety in the country."

Wei Liangchen nodded. In his memory, Zhang Xianzhong seemed to have been a constable for a while. Like Li Zicheng, both of them had positions in the Ming Dynasty.

Zhang Si talked about seeking constables for his son, so he wanted the official in front of him to have a favorable impression of them.

Unexpectedly, Zhang Xianzhong pouted and said to his father: "I don't want to be a constable."

"What do you want to be a constable if you don't want to be a constable?" Zhang Si glared at his son, signaling not to talk nonsense in front of the officials.

"My son wants to join the army." Zhang Xianzhong lowered his head after saying that.

"What's the best thing about Dangqiu Ba..."

Zhang Si didn't know that his son had the idea of ​​joining the army, so he was a little anxious for a moment, but then he thought that there were officers and soldiers in the temple, and the words Qiu Ba were obviously inappropriate, so he quickly closed his mouth.

Wei Liangchen didn't care. The current people's customs are like this, so it's Qiu Ba who is the army.

He laughed and said to Zhang Xianzhong: "So, you read this "Sima Fa" because you want to join the army?"

Zhang Xianzhong didn't say anything, probably because he was afraid of his father's scolding.

Wei Liangchen took the book "Sima Fa" and said, "This book looks so bad. Tell me, what have you learned from the book?"

Zhang Xianzhong looked up at Wei Liangchen, but did not dare to say it.

"It's okay, say it boldly, it doesn't matter if it's wrong." Wei Liangchen encouraged, and after saying that, he glanced at Zhang Si.

Zhang Si had to bite the bullet and said to his son: "Sir, if you ask you, you can say whatever you have."

After hearing what his father said, Zhang Xianzhong hesitated a little and whispered: "Sir, this book teaches you that if you want to be at peace, you have to kill people. Kill more people to make people safe."

After saying that, he lowered his head again, and it was obvious that he also felt that this statement was inappropriate.
To be continued...