Chapter 45:

Zhang Jiusi stood in the crowd. He originally just wanted to let his father and the villagers live a good life, but he didn't know how it turned into a rebellion, and the arrow was on the string, and he had to send it. Now that he retreats, the end will only be worse.
The saltmen held weapons in their hands-weird weapons, including wooden sticks, kitchen knives, and even a wok.
They rushed into Yandu Qiuyi's house, chopped off his head when the blood was surging, and rushed towards the Yamen.
Zhang Jiusi didn't even know the name of the person standing next to him.
But the other party rushed to him and said: "Don't dare! Hurry up!"
Zhang Jiusi opened his mouth to speak, and the other party said, "You still have a knife! Do you still have it? Borrow me."
It took Zhang Jiusi a long time to find his voice: "This is a rebellion, are you not afraid?"
The other party: "What am I afraid of?! Anyway, it's death, exhaustion, and rebellion. I would rather choose to rebel. If it succeeds, I will be able to live a good life in the future, and I won't suffer such squandering!"
When people around heard it, they responded: "That is, the dog court told us that we can't live, the big fish and the meat of the government, the mouth is full of oil, where do we care about the livelihood of the people? There are male thieves and female prostitutes in our stomachs, what to talk about petitioning for the people? ?"
"Such an official! Damn it!"
"Yes! Damn it!"
The people were united and shouted all the way. The people nearby heard that they were all followers of the South Bodhisattva, and they heard that they wanted to go to the yamen to find an official to be fair. Many people also took to the streets, but most of them were just a family. Dare to go alone, or dare not go alone, there are also tortured low-level people rushing out of their homes.
With such a big momentum, the yamen naturally also called in personnel. Xinghua's permanent troops were only a thousand, and their equipment had not been replaced for many years. The ordinary soldiers had no armor and were all commoners. Only a thousand households wore uniforms and iron fan hats.
"Thousands! People are here!"
Qianhu Tongla sternly said: "What are you afraid of! The mobs can be compared with my Dayuan warriors!"
"Kill them all without leaving!"
They guarded outside the yamen, waiting for the opponent to rush over.
Compared to the salt people, they at least have normal weapons and they have better physique than the salt people.
However, there are a large number of salt people, and many soldiers are anxious.
The soldiers dared not speak loudly, but dared to speak quietly.
They came from military families and hadn't fought for so many years, just like wolves who had never seen blood, their wolf nature was obliterated, and there was more anxiety than excitement.
By this time, Lin Yuan had already joined Yang Zian.
Lin Yuan brought more than a thousand people, plus salt people and ordinary people, at least three thousand upwards, but there was no time to count the number at this time.
After the two sides merged, the momentum became even greater. Everyone on Lin Yuan's side was wearing cane armor and holding long swords in his hands. They knew what they were going to do for a long time. Everyone had a solemn expression. The salt people followed Behind them, one can naturally feel a sense of security.
They were standing outside the yamen, and the people on Lin Yuan's side blocked the salt people who wanted to rush past.
Yang Zi'an shouted over there: "Disarm and surrender, and those who follow will not kill!"
Tong Laga yelled angrily: "You group of anti-thief! Wait for this thousand households to take your heads!"
The soldiers did not dare to move, standing still, holding weapons, and waiting in full battle.
After a stick of incense, Lin Yuan ordered: "Do it."
In the dark night, relying on torches and candles is not bright enough. Tonglaga is waiting for the other party to attack, but only a dozen sparks are flying towards them. Before they can recognize what it is, they see The fire fell, and the loud noise was in my ears.
The fire exploded, the roar was harsh, and the iron fragments flew out. The soldiers in the common clothes were shot into the body by the iron fragments, and the screams continued.
Yang Zi'an shouted again: "Disarm without killing!"
The soldiers were frightened by this stroke and dared not move.
Tonglaga was also scratched by the iron sheet, and said grimly: "I see who dares to retreat! Whoever retreats will die! Military law!"
Chen Baisong raised his knife and shouted: "Brothers, follow me!"
Zhu Yuanzhang keeps up with: "The old hatred and the new hatred, today are all liquidated!"
Everyone could see that the opposite side was at a disadvantage, and it was time to attack them all in one go. The salt people and the people were already extremely agitated at this time, and they all rushed forward as if they were beaten up with chicken blood.
After all, Xinghua is a small city with no armed forces. It is said that there are more than a thousand people, but in fact, it is not bad that there are 500 people.
This battle can only be a unilateral sling.
When everything subsided, the sky was already bright and the road was still foggy.
Lin Yuan asked people to cook porridge directly on the side of the road, mixed grain porridge, with beans, wild vegetables, and some aged rice. The cooked rice was more like a mash, but no one picked this. Many people are hungry. The food is already very good.
"Let's do your best," Lin Yuan said, "take Taizhou directly."
Taizhou’s troops were not much, so it would be more convenient to take advantage of this opportunity.
Chen Baisong thought the same way: "Line up at noon, gather people and issue weapons."
Zhu Yuanzhang also said: "If you rest, I'm afraid they will slack off."
People were talking in a low voice while leading the mush.
"Sure enough, it is the South Bodhisattva. I saw a flash of fire just now, but I didn't expect such a big movement."
"It's all exploded!"
"I have a bottom in my heart now."
"Nan Bodhisattva also asks people to cook porridge. How much food is needed, so many people."
"So I said, following Nan Bodhisattva is definitely better than following the dog court!"
"Now there is glutinous food, maybe in a few years, we will have meat to eat!"
They are looking forward to a bright future, although this bright future may only be able to feed themselves and eat meat in a few years.
After the discussion, Lin Yuan stayed in Xinghua City to appease the people, while Yang Zian and the others led a direct attack on the Yamen of Taizhou Province.
"You are careful in everything." Lin Yuan exhorted, "If you lose, don't try hard."
Yang Zian smiled and said, "This is natural."
Most of the people left in Xinghua today are children and female relatives. They all took to the streets after things calmed down. When they heard that they could be divided, they brought a bowl with them and walked to the divided place to get a bowl. He sat aside and drank.
Most of the wealthy households dare not go out and only dare to stay at home, but there are also smart wealthy households who come out by themselves and pull out the food.
Food is equivalent to the life money of the rich.
A wealthy household came out, and the last dozen households came out.
But there are also those who don't want to move. This kind of thing is more unlucky. Lin Yuan sent someone to guard at the door of the wealthy household and didn't say anything, just guarding until the other party handed over the grain.
Lin Yuan also knew that he could never turn a blind eye to these wealthy households at this time. According to historical records, Zhang Shicheng led people into the wealthy households, murdered and set fires, and took away money and food.
It is conceivable how much the salt people hate the rich. Now he only asks the rich to pay the grain. One is to calm the anger of the salt, and the other is to save the lives of the rich.
Xinghua can't come in or out now, and the wealthy people are a little bit brainy, knowing that it's time to bow their heads.
Not only were there food delivery people, but also people, who sent all the servants of the family to Lin Yuan.
Among them was a family named Zhao, who was particularly courageous, and almost got all his belongings.
Zhao Zirong stood opposite Lin Yuan. He had just handed over all the food, valuables, and servants at home to Lin Yuan, and finally got a chance to talk to Lin Yuan.
"I never thought that Nan Bodhisattva was actually a young person." Zhao Zirong smiled, very gentle.
Lin Yuan also laughed: "Young Master Zhao is Gao Yi."
Zhao Zirong also said: "Zhao is not talented and has a few close friends. Whatever Nan Bodhisattva wants, just open your mouth, and you can get it naturally."
This is a person who knows current affairs and knows when to hold whose thighs tightly.
Lin Yuan nodded and said, "I won't be polite to Young Master Zhao."
Food, money, these are of course necessities.
These people want to give it away, and Lin Yuan naturally does not refuse to come.
Don't give it... Does he have the ability to don't give it?
The wealthy families in Xinghua were bleeding heavily when they came home. Lin Yuan’s people were at the door. They were always frightened, but soon they found that as long as they gave money and food, nothing happened, and the people at the door also left. Up.
They naturally started sending.
But some people only give a little.
People outside also accepted, but they continued to stand at the door.
There is no other way but to continue sending until it is emptied.
Looking at the food delivered by the rich, Lin Yuan opened his eyes.
Together, these grains are enough for four to five thousand people to eat for half a year.
The wealthy households have long started to collect grains. These grains include coarse grains and fine grains, as well as new and old grains.
This is just a wealthy household in Xinghua.
What if it is a wealthy household in Taizhou?
Lin Yuan felt that the food he needed next had already begun.
He does not hate the rich, nor does he think that the rich should bear the responsibilities that others do not have to bear.
But he is not alone now, there are still so many people to eat, and the crops in the field will not grow in a day.
This is the only way to search for wealthy households to support their own people.
What he can do is to save the lives of these wealthy families.
What he is standing now is the position of the salt people, not the position of the rich.
The salt people believe in him and are willing to support him because he can provide benefits to the salt people.
If he can't...
Lin Yuan has been soothing people's hearts all day.
Two and two were sent out to deal with the people.
"The South Bodhisattva is here, so you definitely don't have to endure hardship in the future, and you don't need to worry. This is what God meant.
"Yeah, if it doesn't turn back, it's not going to be a hard life in the future, not having enough food, not wearing warm clothes, and the officer above will have no life."
The female relatives were still a little worried. They sat together, waiting for their husband, their brother, and their father to return.
"You will be a family from now on, so don't worry."
"That is, you must have not seen the formation just now. The dogs of the court have no resistance."
Cha Yu talked back and forth, and people's spirits slowly relaxed.
In the evening, Lin Yuan and the others moved into Zhao Zirong's house. This son of Zhao had a great family, a well-rounded man, and the house was so big that Lin Yuan had seen him for the first time.
Diaolianghuadong is talking about such a house.
Sure enough, no matter what era or world, rich people still have a good life.
Everyday enjoyment, ordinary people can't think of what it is like.
He didn't know how long it would take to fight over there. The war was simple to say, but two groups of people fought back and forth, and whoever was better won.
But speaking carefully, winning or losing will have to pay the price of human life, and it will always be cruel.
This has been the case since ancient times.
Every dynasty is filled with countless lives from beginning to end.

Yang Er is an ordinary salt people, his parents are also salt people, his fate has been doomed since birth.
He has been rowing salt since he was a teenager, relying on his meager wages to make a living. The Salt Governor deducted his wages, and he could only bear it. He would beat and scold him at all times and sold salt privately to the big households in the city with his brothers. He took the salt, but was unwilling to give the money, saying that he was going to report to the court for theft. If he did not comply, he would be beaten and scolded.
Sometimes I have to rely on my brothers to help me if I don’t have enough food all the year round.
Yang Er didn't believe it when he first learned of the South Bodhisattva.
If there are gods and Buddhas in this world, why do they have suffered for so many years, but the gods and Buddhas have turned a blind eye to them and never listened to believers?
But people around slowly believed.
He asked them: "If there really is a Nan Bodhisattva, why doesn't he appear in front of us at this moment and come to help us?"
Those people said: "There are so many people in the world who are suffering. It is Nan Bodhisattva. When he is too powerful and weak, he now thinks of us and came to save us. Do you still blame him for coming too late?"
He asked, and felt that what the other party said was reasonable, and he also began to be hopeful, waiting for May to come.
Yang Er has been waiting like this, but he heard someone say that the Yellow River dug out a one-eyed stone man. This is God asking them to go against Yuan.
One-eyed stone man! Yang Er remembered the rumors.
Stir the Yellow River against the world!
This is what God told them to reverse!
On the contrary, they no longer need to listen to the court, no longer struggle to survive, and no longer need to be bullied.
You can live a good life.
But Yang Er didn't dare to speak out, only dared to think about it in his heart.
After all, rebellion is a major crime of decapitation.
But at this time, Yang Er stood in the crowd with an axe in his hand, but he was very calm in his heart.
The day originally envisaged has finally arrived.
He can finally no longer worry about whether there is food in the pot tomorrow, and whether he can survive next year.
"Come on!" someone in front was shouting.
Yang Er rushed out.
He brandished an axe, wondering if he hit someone.
There was a wailing sound in his ear, not knowing whether it was from the person opposite or from his own.
When swinging the axe, Yang Er didn't think about anything.
There are more and more people in front of me.
He felt a pain in his chest, but still raised his axe and hit him.
The person in front of him fell down, and he also fell down.
The blood in his chest flowed all over, and Yang Er's eyes turned black, groping for his axe on the ground.
That axe is the only valuable thing in his family.
He was a little flustered, opened his mouth to talk, but vomited a mouthful of blood.
It hurts.
Yang Er touched his chest.
My chest is wet.
Yang Er suddenly reacted, he was stabbed in the chest.
Yang Er lay on his back on the ground, looking at the sky above his head.
Is he dying?
Yang Er thought.
He hasn't eaten a few meals, hasn't put on good clothes, hasn't married a wife, and hasn't left one for the family, will he die?
He thought again, fortunately he didn't marry a wife, or she would be a widow.
He thought about it in a mess, and gradually lost consciousness.
I hope that in my next life, I can be reborn in a good family and live a good life.
"Kill! Kill them!"
Chen Baisong was holding a long knife in the crowd. The knife was stained with blood. His own face was covered with blood, and there were large and small wounds on his body. His expression was stern, like a Raksha who came up from the underworld. Angrily, the people next to him seemed to have been infected by him, and they all rushed forward like a desperate one.
He came from a gangster, and the people around him were originally from his stockade.
Although these people are not wicked, they can barely be considered as having experienced battles. Compared with the salt people and the common people, they know better where the enemy is and how they can protect themselves to the greatest extent.
Especially they are still wearing rattan armor that they didn't have before, and the knives in their hands are also very sharp.
The team led by Chen Baisong is like an evil spirit.
They punched a gap in the court's army and cleared the way for those behind.
Once the gap is opened, it is difficult to close it again.
Zhu Yuanzhang rushed in with more people.
When the war ended, it was already the next night.
Lying on the ground were all dead bodies. They cut off the head of Zhao Lian, a provincial political participant, and announced that Taizhou had changed ownership.
When Lin Yuan heard the news, he immediately got up from his chair and asked the person who came back to send the letter seriously: "How many people died?"
The man said quickly: "I haven't counted yet."
"Take a good inventory, and bury the dead body. Don't teach them the corpse wilderness."
"Yes!"
Lin Yuan's mood was a bit complicated. He sat in his seat and fell into deep thought without moving.
To win Taizhou, the next step is to win Gaoyou.
There will be sacrifices at every step, but there will also be gains.

"There is a lot of grain in the granary of the government." Chen Baisong drank a sip of cold tea and said to Lin Yuan, "Zhu Yuanzhang and the others are still counting, I will bring someone back first."
Lin Yuan frowned and looked at Chen Baisong's injuries: "You haven't dealt with these injuries yet?"
Chen Baisong: "I can't die."
Lin Yuan choked silently, and said after a while: "Take off your clothes, I'll give you medicine."
Chen Baisong smiled and said: "Master, I have received more serious injuries, nothing is wrong."
Lin Yuan rolled up his sleeves: "I'm the young master, are you the young master? Listen to me or you?"
Chen Baisong: "Listen to you, listen to you."
So Chen Baisong stood up and took off his clothes.
Fortunately, it's already May, and it's summer. Although it's not too hot, it's still warm, and you won't catch cold when you are naked.
Lin Yuan held the medicine powder in his hand and asked Erliang to get a pot of hot water.
Chen Baisong is tall, with entangled muscles, but he doesn't look rough, precise and powerful in the past, and he doesn't know how he was trained.
Lin Yuan looked very envious, almost drooling at Chen Baisong's muscles.
He has practiced for so long on his own, and now he only has four pack abs, so hard work is not obvious.
Just as Lin Yuan wiped the wound on Chen Baisong's shoulder with a veil moistened with hot water, Chen Baisong's body began to shake.
Lin Yuan: "What are you shaking?"
Chen Baisong coughed: "Itching."
Lin Yuan: "Is it tickling you?"
Chen Baisong said: "Go ahead, I can bear it."
Lin Yuan switched to his arm this time.
Chen Baisong continued to shake.
"Still itchy?" Lin Yuan asked strangely.
"Your whole body is itchy?"
Chen Baisong said: "It's not itchy if you have a stronger force. You feel itchy if you start so lightly."
Lin Yuan: "You have an injury, and if I get stronger, you will hurt."
Chen Baisong: "I have rough skin and flesh, so I don't feel any pain."
Lin Yuan couldn't help but he started a little harder, and Chen Baisong stopped shaking.
"Are you afraid when you fight?" Lin Yuan asked.
Chen Baisong shook his head: "What's so scary about this, I'm used to it."
"When was the first time you murdered?" Lin Yuan spilled the powder on the wound.
Chen Baisong took a breath: "Three years ago, I met a robber on the road."
Lin Yuan: "Are you afraid?"
Chen Baisong rubbed his neck: "I had nightmares for a few nights, and I always felt that he was coming to me in the middle of the night."
"Later, if you kill a lot, you won't be afraid. If I don't kill them, they have to kill me."
Lin Yuan looked at the scars on Chen Baisong's upper body, both on his chest and back. Except for this new injury, almost all of them were old scars.
It was extremely ferocious, and Chen Baisong could clearly see the muscle contours on his arms without exerting any force.
His body was still sweaty and his hair was slightly damp.
"You can take a good rest during this time." Lin Yuan said, "We will wait two months for the attack on Gaoyou to stabilize Taizhou first."
Someone is already cleaning up the government offices, and most of the salt people also followed back, gathering together to divide the government.
Because the weather is getting hot, the food will be rotten after a long time, so it is cooked and cooked, so you have to wait for a while.
But no one urged them. They were all sitting on the ground, some were drinking, some were resting on the ground, and the injured were all in the house.
The women Lin Yuan had brought were also taken into the city before. They were used to helping take care of the wounded, and they were very agile.
At this time, no one pays attention to male and female defenses.
Poor people, men and women under one roof, are the jokes that pay attention to men and women.
That is something wealthy people can only pay attention to.
"Those women, they move really fast."
"Yeah, I have them but I wrapped it, and I took medicine."
"What medicine?"
"How do I know? It doesn't hurt that much after taking the medicine."
When it comes to women, they seem to have energy.
"Those women were brought by Nan Bodhisattva. They are really energetic. I asked before. They said that they had never been hungry when they were in the village. They had steamed buns every day, and sometimes they could even eat meat."
"They have a really good life."
"You don't know, they eat fish every day, even if there is no fish, there is fish soup."
"There is no shortage of salt."
"Now that the South Bodhisattva is here, we can live like this in the future, right?"
"Sure! You see, now the South Bodhisattva asks people to make a batter for me, so I'm full! How long have you eaten before?"
"I didn't necessarily have a full meal in the past year. I tighten my belt and live my life. If it doesn't work, I can drink water or mix it with water. I just need to vomit out if I drink too much, or pee all the time."
As they spoke, they felt that the future was bright.
As long as there is hope, we can persevere.
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