First Minister of Ming Dynasty

At this time, Zhen'e had been in the Mongolian official's mansion for two or three months, and she was pregnant with a fetus.

She didn't know the situation at home, but a man from the next village came to give gifts to the officials, and after saying a few words, Zhen'e knew that her father was dead, and Pei Dalang couldn't assassinate him, so he died tragically on the street, with his body still hanging city ​​wall.

She rushed out of the mansion as if she was crazy, and ran to the gate of the city in one breath.

Seeing Pei Dalang's body, Zhen'e wailed loudly, bumped her head against the wall, and passed out immediately... I don't know how long it took for her to wake up. Although she was alive, the child was gone.

Zhen'e turned gray overnight, and has been insane ever since... A few years later, she froze to death in a cold winter.

"I was in the prison in Bozhou. I heard from one of Liu Futong's subordinates that Pei Dalang was his cousin. He learned all his skills from Pei Dalang. He said that this time the Northern Expedition, he would fight with Dalang. For this blood debt, I would rather die in battle than surrender!"

"Good! So bloody!" Suddenly someone praised, "This story is good, but it's too tragic. It's better to let Zhen'e survive and see Yuan Ting's dog official, decapitated!"

Wu Datou nodded and said: "That's what I mean too, let's not delay, people from Ningguo Road are coming, this play is about to be performed!"

Everyone nodded together, and in just five days, the play was staged.

The first official performance was watched by militiamen from Ningguo Road and Guangde Road... how successful is this play?Just to say one thing, the Mongolian official played by Wu Datou, after killing Pei Dalang, stood on the stage and laughed loudly.

Unexpectedly, a few militiamen who couldn't stand it jumped onto the stage, pressed the number one villain to the ground, and punched him!Still shouting angrily, "Avenge Pei Dalang!"

Wu Datou, who was pressed on the stage, didn't know whether to cry or laugh... It turned out that it was wrong for the play to be too successful!

Chapter 191 The Powerful Propaganda War

"You really don't want your life! Do you know who this is? Master Wu! Going in and out of Dadu, like walking on flat ground, in the sky and on the earth, there is nothing that others can't do!"

Several militiamen were also terrified, and they didn't understand why they were so impulsive. It was obviously a play, and every new year's festival and temple fair, there were also people performing it, and there were huge crowds of people watching, but it just happened to be so up!

That girl named Zhen'e was like their own sister, and that Pei Dalang was like their own incarnation, and even did things they didn't dare to do, but he died, at the hands of a dog tartar, Seeing Pei Dalang kill the landlord's family was heartwarming and delightful, and then he died at the hands of the dog official.

It exploded immediately, and without even thinking about it, several people rushed up to beat them!

Now that they calm down, they realize that they were wrong.

But no matter what, this drama is really too good!

Backstage at this moment, Zhang Ximeng and Zhu Yuanzhang both came over. Wu Datou's eyes were blackened, his cheeks were bleeding, and his ribs were sore. This good beating almost cost him half his life.

"Old Wu, you are too weak, you can't handle this fist? How can you be the number one villain?" Zhang Ximeng also teased Wu Datou.

Wu Datou's face turned dark, "I'm talking about Zhang's experience, so don't make fun of me... Now that I'm injured, can I ask for a leave of absence? I won't go to the performance on Ningguo Road!"

"How can that be done!" Zhu Yuanzhang refused directly, "Well, I'll give you a double salary. You have to act in the play on Ningguo Road, and you have to go as soon as possible!"

Datou Wu was stunned, he didn't dare to talk to Lao Zhu, he hurriedly said: "I know the humble position, but I don't need double salary, the humble position doesn't, I don't care."

Zhang Ximeng smiled, "Stupid! My lord gave you double salary, that's an affirmation of your performance, just now my lord applauded you for coming!"

Lao Zhu nodded, "Yes, sir is right. Act well and act out the innermost thoughts of our poor people. You are a great hero! You are simply better than thousands of troops!"

Hearing Lao Zhu's praise, Wu Datou immediately regained his strength, his waist no longer hurts, his legs no longer sore, and he can walk with strength. This kind of fight, there can be a few more rounds!

lets go!

People say that the army has not moved, and the food and grass have gone first, but Zhu's army has not moved, and the public opinion has gone first.

The seat of Ningguo Road is Xuancheng, which is also known as the hometown of the Four Treasures of the Study, where Xuan paper, Xuan pens, and Hui ink are produced... It can be called a collection of humanities and cultural contexts.

There are so many temple fairs in Xuancheng, and troupes from all over the world come to perform on New Year's Day.

Loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, beautiful talents, all kinds of festive programs, one after another, if it is a peaceful year, it can be full of excitement for a month or two, from the year before to February [-], there are all good things to watch.

But this year the situation is not as good as before. Jinling fell into the hands of the red thieves. All kinds of messy rumors are rampant... The government yamen are constantly recruiting civilians, mobilizing food and grass, saying that they are going to deal with the red thieves, but they don't see how they are preparing for war. Instead, they kept sending out gold and silver.

It looked like he was about to run away.

On the contrary, those landlords are powerful, they are particularly afraid, and they keep telling the common people that red thieves have red hair, green eyes, three heads and six arms, and they specialize in eating people, especially women and children. They like to eat human flesh stained with human blood. It's all gone.

It seems that this statement is not new. Before Zhu Jiajun entered Chuzhou, some people also said this, and there will be countless places who will say this in the future. The key is whether anyone will believe it, and will anyone stand up to refute it!

Some militiamen started to publicize that Zhu Jiajun is a good man, and he is really for the good of the people. Don't believe the nonsense of those bad guys.

The common people are skeptical about this statement. They have experienced too much suffering. Over the years, no navy master really cares about the common people. They only care about the people's money, food, and even their lives.

What Zhu Jiajun looks like, I'm sorry, we don't know!

In the midst of this silence, Wu Datou came to Xuancheng with his troupe. Their first performance was held in Guangde Temple... The person enshrined here is Zhang Bo, who was a water control hero in the Eastern Han Dynasty. Legend has it that he once became a pig god, arched the mountains, and attracted water from Taihu Lake for irrigation.

In the land of China, it has always been like this. Those who respect are ancestors, and those who are in awe are heroes... born as a human, and after death, become a god.The people of the past dynasties created a huge system of immortals, and assigned every respectable hero a position of immortal.

The loyal and unparalleled Guan Yu became the Great Emperor of Xietian, a kind-hearted woman from the Lin family, who was hated by the eminent Mazu concubine. Bao Zheng, an upright official, is in charge of injustices in the Yang world during the day, and avenges grievances for evil spirits at night. Since ancient times, it has not changed.

And today, in front of the Guangde Temple, where the heroes of water control are paid homage to, another big show will be staged.

When the news came out, the people in the ten miles and eight villages were shocked. Although life was difficult, they still had to go on.

I thought there would be no theater troupe this year, but I didn't expect that there would be someone who is not afraid of death!

Then the big guy will come and see what a good show he can put on!

Before going on stage, the big guy shook his head when he saw the name of the play, "The White-haired Girl", I've never heard of it, it's Chinese New Year, why don't you do something good?

What eight immortals pray for birthday, white ape steals peaches, five blessings celebrate longevity... At worst, there will be a yellow beam dream!

How lively and how come!

Today's theater troupe is so ignorant, it looks like it will probably lose money.

Amidst the doubts of the crowd, the big drama was staged.

When everyone looked at the appearance again, they were even more disappointed. This troupe is really poor. They don't even have a good dress. They are all patches on top of each other, almost like a beggar.

Nothing to look at!

Someone turned his head and left, but just after he walked out, there was a startled voice behind him.

Those who did not walk, their feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless!His eyes were fixed on the stage, and he couldn't take his eyes off... It turned out that the landlord sent someone to say that he would not borrow the cattle!

This scene is so familiar, why does it seem like it happened around me?

What should I do?

What can I do?

This father and daughter are so pitiful, no wonder they are wearing patches, this, isn't this just like us!

More and more people stared intently, and those who were about to leave turned their heads back, and the play became more and more exciting... Pei Dalang helped the father and daughter, and the villagers encouraged them to get married, singing along the country road Nursery rhyme, poor but beautiful.Isn't this how they live!

Just when the two were about to get married, the sky collapsed and the painting style suddenly changed... The Mongolian dog officer snatched away the bride, injured the groom officer, and the father hanged himself.

The sadness that hits the face directly pierces the heart!

I seem to have read this story!

right!I have seen it too!It was my neighbor who happened to this.

Some even cried and cried, tears kept falling, his wife was snatched away in this way!

It's a pity that he doesn't have the courage of Pei Dalang, dare not kill for revenge!

Therefore, when Pei Dalang rushed into the landlord's house and killed several people in a row, there was a roar of mountains and tsunami in the audience... Well done!Kill it fast!

That's the way it should be done!

But soon the big guy also realized that this is still a tragedy... a bigger tragedy, after all, a Pei Dalang is still too weak, he can kill the landlord, but in the face of the Mongolian officials, his courage is useless, the assassination will not succeed , was hanged at the gate of the city.

The people were extremely angry and gritted their teeth.

And just when Zhen'e rushed out of the mansion and saw Pei Dalang's body, she bumped her head and had a miscarriage... The whole atmosphere reached its peak, like a volcano rising into the sky.

Everyone cursed and yelled, and some people simply rushed onto the stage to beat up the actors!

What the hell are you playing!

The usual life is already like this, and I want to watch a play to have fun, why do you still make these things?

We don't look, we know!

We know better than you that we live this kind of life every day... There are always such poor people in our relatives and friends, in the village, whose families are ruined and their wives are separated.

We have no choice, please, don't let us see it!

People's grief and indignation were all released, and their emotions surged like a mountain torrent... Fortunately, the theater troupe had expected it and tried their best to persuade everyone to calm down. The play is not over, it's not over yet!

Sure enough, Zhen'e narrowly escaped death, but her hair turned gray overnight, and a person in her twenties was like an old woman, living as humble as a dog among a group of beggars.

In the midst of this hellish despair, a young man appeared. He asked a group of beggars for information, and unexpectedly recognized Zhen'e!

It turned out that he was Pei Dalang's cousin. When he was young, he ran around at the wedding and even called Zhen'e sister-in-law.He once assisted Pei Dalang in guarding, found the landlord's house and murdered people for revenge.

After Pei Dalang's death, he took refuge in Zhu's army. Seven years later, it was time to settle the accounts. Thousands of red scarves marched under a big vermilion banner... The gates of the city were opened, the army entered the city, and Mongolian officials were killed. Immediately, a notice was issued to divide the fields equally and return the looted people's property.

Zhen'e not only took back the family's former land, but also divided more than ten acres, so that the harvest and food improved.Gradually, her body recovered.

Three years later, on Ching Ming Festival, she went to visit the graves of her father and Pei Dalang, and happened to meet her cousin who was injured and returned to his hometown.

The play is over, but the shock has just begun... Everyone ask themselves, who is not Zhen'e!Who doesn't expect someone to avenge themselves and make decisions for themselves!

Zhu Jiajun!

That crimson banner is deeply imprinted in people's hearts!

Where is Zhu Jiajun?

Zhu Jiajun is back?

Will it really be like in the play?

Will they let the people decide?

can you?

For a while, countless people were asking, is there any Zhu Jiajun?

But at this moment, the earliest militiamen were overjoyed, and they immediately spread the word everywhere, telling everyone.Talk about Zhu Jiajun's affairs and publicize Zhu Jiajun's policies.

The most important thing is to invite the theater troupe to come over and mobilize the people while acting, the effect will be the best!

In ten days, Wu Datou and the others performed 25 performances, and their voices became hoarse.

And in the past ten days, the number of militiamen on Ningguo Road has exceeded 5000!

On average, more than 1000 people join the army every day!

It never snowballs so fast!

The time is finally ripe, Zhu Yuanzhang swung his army, with Xu Da and Chang Yuchun as the left and right wings, entered Ninggu Road, and the soldiers pointed directly at Xuancheng...

Chapter 192 Zhu Yuanzhang's Poetry

The general of the Yuan army guarding Ningguo Road is called Bie Buhua, and he also has a deputy, a Han, named Yang Zhongying... Facing the surging army of Zhu's family, after a little discussion between the two, they immediately formulated a plan to fight to the death.

"I have received the great grace of the emperor, and as a Mongolian, I have no other choice but to serve the country with all my might!" Bie Buhua immediately revealed her heart.

Yang Zhongying was deeply moved, and followed suit: "The red thief is rebellious, instigates the rioters, seizes people's property, and commits heinous crimes. The red thief and I are incompatible!"

He even drew an arrow, which snapped on the spot.

Don't be too moved, "Okay! The two of us work together and we will be invincible! I will immediately mobilize the Mongolian army, and you must also gather the courage of the villagers and fight to the death."

Yang Zhongying immediately agreed, and under the tossing of the two of them, a total of more than 3 people gathered in Xuancheng. They actively built a defense line and hoarded a lot of rolling logs, stones, and equipment for defending the city.

And ordered his subordinates to patrol day and night without daring to slack off.

The enemy had already made preparations, and Zhu Yuanzhang also rushed southward. Before the sky was bright, he broke up his camp and marched, and rushed southward.

While marching, Xu Da suddenly sent someone, saying that they were blocked by Mongolian soldiers and horses, and the two sides fought fiercely, and each was injured.

After Zhu Yuanzhang finished listening, he just said lightly: "Got it!"

Immediately thereafter, Chang Yuchun sent someone to deliver a letter, saying that he had encountered many enemy scouts, and he was afraid that there was an ambush ahead, so he asked the superior to make a decision.

Lao Zhu remained silent again, without any special order.

The whole army continued to move forward. At this time, the sky was bright and the red sun was gushing out. A ray of sunlight shone on the red banner of Zhu's army, which was extremely dazzling.

Zhang Ximeng, who had marched here in the middle of the night, let out a sigh of relief on his horseback. Old Zhu saw it, and couldn't help but ask, "Mister, are you tired?"

Zhang Ximeng shook his head and said with a smile: "My lord is calm and composed. The two commanders, Xu Chang, naturally have a way to defeat the enemy. Since there is nothing wrong, I will inevitably feel a little sleepy."

"Sir, you really hit the nail on the head. We are full of confidence in this battle!" Lao Zhu said, and suddenly said: "Sir, can you compose poetry?"

"will not!"