In Bianliang City without pop-up windows, hundreds of soldiers sat on the ground in a simple camp cleaned out from the ruins.

Zhao Xingde stood on the top, holding a volume in his hand. Facing everyone, although he was wearing a military robe, he looked like a gentleman from a school. He was smiling in a tempting manner and said: "Can you know, what do the so-called four great joys in life mean?"

"Sir," someone hesitated, "But a long drought is met with a rain, and I met an old friend in a foreign land; on the wedding night, when the wedding night is on the golden list?" Zhao Xingde smiled but didn't say anything. Someone said at the time: "Wrong, wrong, it should be that ten years of drought is met with a rain, and when the wedding night is on the golden list, I met an old friend in a foreign land. When the wedding night is on the golden list, I just said." He finished speaking proudly, but everyone laughed loudly, someone jokingly said: "What's the fun of monk touching the female donor every day? After several years of military service, the wedding night is the joy of life." The soldiers beat the ground and laughed loudly in the army of the remaining officials in Tokyo. Zhao Xingde's stating was one of the most laughable places.

"No, no, no," Zhao Xingde smiled, "What you said is something that can be encountered but not asked for. What I said is four pleasures that can be done by men, women, young and old, from the emperor, from the peddlers and pawns." Under the puzzled eyes of everyone, he did not keep it a secret and laughed jokingly: "Ears, pedicures, hiccups, and farts are the four pleasures of life."

Most of the people who listened to the military sent to the army from all over the country. After Zhao Xingde finished speaking, everyone looked at each other. The camp tent was quiet for a moment, and laughed like a storm. "That's right, that's right." "No matter how men and women, everyone makes it, it's true." Some people laughed and patted the ground and shouted: "What's wrong, how wonderful." "It's indeed the four great things of life." Some people also felt that it was insulting and did not laugh, but seeing Zhao Xingde's serious appearance, they finally couldn't help but smile. Some people thought secretly: "Mr. Zhao is very deep and steady, and suddenly this joking word must have his deep meaning." His eyes were filled with confusion.

Sure enough, after everyone's hilarious rumours, Zhao Xingde coughed and smiled and said, "People love to be clean, but hate to be dirty. These four things are all to eliminate the filth of the body. But you can feel from the heart that this is indeed the joy of life. The body is like this, but what about the mind?" He paused and said with thoughts, "The Master said, I am determined to learn at fifteen, I am determined to be thirty, I am not confused at forty, I know the destiny at fifteen, I am not confused at fifty, I know the destiny at fifteen, I am six

Ten ears are obedient, seventy, and do whatever you want without going beyond the rules. This is to cultivate oneself, and it is also the way to cultivate one's nature. A gentleman is cleansing himself. I examine myself three times a day and gently remove those filthy thoughts like digging ears, pedicures, burping, and farting. It is also a great pleasure in life, everyone," he smiled, "You go to all places to comfort the people, and you will inevitably encounter many filthy things. At that time, I hope to remember Yuan Zhi's words, what is the joy of life?"

The officers in the tent were all preparing to go to various places to manage the military farming officials of the first battalion of five hundred households. The military farming officials were also called non-commissioned officers in the camp. At this time, when they heard Zhao Xingde's speech, the smile on their faces gradually faded away. Some people showed a contemplative look on their faces. They required that they could recognize at least three hundred words and be able to understand simple military orders. The military farming officials must be a little familiar with the words. They had read the Analects of Confucius and Mencius in private schools before, and after passing the simplicity of the soldiers, they had to memorize them.

Reciting more than 200 laws and regulations simplified by Zhao Xingde, the right to govern in the camp was to be governed yesterday, these people had passed the last examination of dictating the laws and regulations. Today is Zhao Xingde's last lesson to them. Therefore, in addition to the need to keep these military officials clean, there are also civil protection officials recommended by the civil protection officials. Each battalion elected two civil protection officials. They can go directly to Zhao Xingde and avenge the people for grievances.

Outside the camp, tens of thousands of people in ragged clothes and undressed faces were escorted to the middle of the Daying school ground by more than a thousand cavalrymen. This was a newly broken place. The leader of the village was killed for resisting the army. The remaining leaders and minions surrendered to the public. Wang Biao shrank his head in the crowd, but his eyes were staring around at the several confidants under his command. Although the foundation of Bawangshan disappeared, as long as these brothers could hold on, there would be a day when the two confidants exchanged glances with him and brought their subordinates together. If the government army wanted to force them to separate, although their arms could not twist their thighs, they would always make a noise. Wang Biao was once a famous bachelor scoundrel in the ten villages and eight miles. After a few days, he knew the truth that the law did not blame the public. As long as the school ground was in chaos, the government could not kill everyone.

The escort was only allowed to drink water, and I was so hungry that my chest was pressed against my back. At this moment, a strong aroma of vegetable porridge suddenly came. Zhang Wuping's stomach sounded, and instinctively identified that this was the kind of porridge that was mixed with wild vegetables and millet to cook. He looked up and saw that on the empty school ground, more than a dozen large flagpoles were lined up in sequence, and the flags were fluttering. Each flag was of different patterns. Zhang Wuping recognized a few words. He saw that the flags said "Changyuan", "Fugu", "Fengqiu" and other county names, and there was another black flag with no pattern. It was found that those people who were not in these counties identified.

"Yongqiu's go to eat under the White Phoenix Banner"

"Fugou people go to Qinglong for dinner"

"Fengqiu's go to Huanghu's house for dinner"

At this time, the escorted officials greeted him and warned him sternly: "Each person returns to his hometown. If there is any falsehood, he will be a spy. He will not be killed." The long guns slapped and drove the people away. These people were originally from various counties. They went up the mountain due to various reasons such as escape and captivity. They were also led down the mountain by the officials. At this moment, they were confused and were at a loss. Seeing that they returned to their hometowns, they couldn't help but walk towards the porridge field with the flags of prefectures and counties. While walking, they chatted with people with the same accent. Unconsciously, their fellow villagers around them were Yue Yue.

More and more people are becoming more and more at ease. Some of them feel that Wang Biao's brothers are from various counties. At this time, they are at a loss. While following the crowd, they frequently look back at Wang Biao, and their faces are helpless. "Do you want to take the lead and cause trouble? I'm afraid it's difficult to make trouble?" Wang Biao was full of lawsuits. When he was hesitant, someone suddenly slapped his shoulder. He turned around suddenly and almost whipped his hands. When he looked closely, he looked at him with a big mouth and looked at him in surprise.

"Fourth brother," Wang He looked at Wang Biao in surprise, "Where have you been here? The news has not been heard all these years, do you care about you tightly?" Wang He had a simple face, and he grabbed Wang Biao's clothes tightly with both hands, as if he let go. This brother who had been unemployed since childhood could not find him and said, while pulling Wang Biao next to him, "Follow me to pay homage to my father."

"Big, big," Wang Biao opened his mouth and changed his mouth and whispered, "Brother"

He was pulled by his brother for a few steps. When he turned around, he could not find Wang He in the crowd and pulled Wang Biao to his parents. Wang Biao looked very embarrassed and lowered his head and whispered: "Dad, mom, son is unfilial."

"This evil man" When she saw Wang Biao, the old father turned his face away, "Why didn't he die outside?" "Biao'er," Wang Meng's tears fell down. She grabbed Wang Biao's sleeves with both hands and choked, "It's good to come back, my child." She gave birth to four sons and three daughters, but her son only raised two kings and Wang Biao. Therefore, she loved Wang Biao very much since she was a child, a big man like Wang Biao, who was pulled by his old mother with tears in her nose and tears, and could not break free. She just stood in awkwardly and turned her face away. At this time, more and more people gathered under Fengqiu Banner, and some were already queuing up to receive the porridge.

"My father, mother, please wait a moment," Wang He pulled Wang Biao and bowed, "My fourth brother and I will get some porridge."

"Okay, okay" Wang Meng reluctantly let go of Wang Biao's sleeves

Wang He is kind by nature, and the two brothers have not spoken much since childhood. Wang Biao followed his brother and received the porridge and shared the food with his parents. The Song Dynasty was founded for a hundred years and ruled the world with filial piety, even if it was a vicious bandit. If someone said to be "unfilial", he would not be able to raise his head in the world. The porridge shed in Fengqiu County gathered about six or seven thousand people, some were family members, some friends and friends, and they formed a circle and took advantage of the time of drinking porridge.

The officials took the famous book and compared the names and hometowns one by one. Anyone with unknown origin must be protected by fellow villagers or relatives. If they cannot protect each other, they are taken out of the porridge field. The clerks who speak Fengqiu accent are then asked one by one. Those who are believed to be pretending to be Fengqiu people were immediately taken to the court. A total of more than 40,000 people have cleared out more than 30 people who are impersonating their hometowns, all tied their hands behind their backs and knelt in a row with swords and axes.

"Sir, it's unfair."

"I'm wronged, sir"

"We are all good people, sir."

Among the more than 40 people, some of them looked like earth, lowered their heads and said nothing, some were shouting loudly that the people were holding porridge bowls, watching the scene uneasy and "beheaded". Some people were excited, some closed their eyes unbearably, and some women covered their children's eyes. At this time, Zhao Xingde and the military farm officer who had just finished their last lesson also came to the high platform in the middle of the schoolyard. Looking at the people tied to the ground, he sighed and nodded ten times to Luo Xian next to him.

"I pretend to be a native place, even if I am not a traitor in Liao robber, I have ulterior motives." Luo Xian stood on the wooden platform of the schoolyard with a loud voice. His voice was very loud. More than 40,000 people around him could hear it clearly. He glanced at the people tied to the ground, his face darkened, "According to the military law of the Grand Commander, he should be beheaded and displayed for the public." Luo Xian waved his hand and shouted, "Cutted."

Hearing the order, the swordsman waved his swords and shouted for justice and abruptly stopped. More than 30 blood pillars soared into the sky. The entire execution ground was covered with blood. The people had witnessed many tragic things while displaced, but they still opened their eyes in horror. Such beheading scenes made many people unforgettable forever.

"Everyone," Zhao Xingde sighed and turned to the officials and said, "Remember, treat the people well, otherwise you will be the ones who are beheaded."
Chapter completed!