First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 191

"You are really desperate! Do you know who this is? Master Wu! Entering and leaving Dadu is like walking on the ground, heaven and earth, there is nothing that can't be done!"

Several militiamen were also terrified, and they didn't understand why they were so impulsive. It was obviously a play, and during festivals and temple fairs, there were also people who acted and watched, but it was just like that. up!

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

Immediately it exploded, and without even thinking about it, a few people rushed up to beat them!

Now that they calmed down, they realized that they were wrong.

But no matter what, this play is really good!

Backstage at this moment, Zhang Ximeng and Zhu Yuanzhang both came over. Wu Datou's eyes were blue, his cheeks were bleeding, and his ribs were hurting. This was a good fight, and it almost cost him half of his life.

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

Wu Da's face turned dark, "I said Zhang's experience, don't make me happy... Now I'm injured, can I take a leave of absence, I won't go to Ning Guolu's performance!"

"Then how can it be done!" Zhu Yuanzhang even opened his mouth and refused directly, "Well, I'll give you a double salary. You must act in Ning Guolu's play, and you must do it as soon as possible!"

Wu Datou was stunned for a moment, but he didn't dare to talk to Lao Zhu, so he said hurriedly, "I know about the humble position, but in fact, I don't need a double salary. I don't care about the humble position."

Zhang Ximeng smiled, "Idiot! The lord gave you a double salary, that's an affirmation of your performance, and the lord just applauded you!"

Lao Zhu nodded, "Yes, Mr. is right. Act well and show the heart of our poor people, you are a great hero! You are better than thousands of troops!"

Hearing Lao Zhu's compliment, Wu Datou immediately became more energetic. His waist didn't hurt anymore, his legs didn't feel sore anymore, and he felt more energetic when walking. With this kind of fight, we can have a few more fights!

lets go!

People say that before the army moves, food and forage go first, but on the Zhu family's side, the army is still unmoved, and public opinion goes first.

The administration 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 gathering of humanities and cultures.

There are a lot of temple fairs in Xuancheng. Every New Year festival, there are opera troupes from all over the country come to perform.

What kind of loyalty, filial piety, benevolence and righteousness, good talent, all kinds of festive programs, one after another, if it is a peaceful year, it can be lively for a month or two, from the year before to February 2, all of which are good-looking.

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

It looked like he was about to run away.

On the other hand, those landlords are extremely frightened, and they are constantly telling the common people that red thieves have red hair and green eyes, three heads and six arms, and they specialize in eating people, especially women and children. It's all torn to pieces.

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

Some militiamen who acted were propaganda, saying that Zhu's army was a good person, and it was for the good of the people. Don't believe the nonsense of those bad people.

The common people are also skeptical about this statement. They have experienced too much hardship. 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.

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

In the midst of this silence, Wu Datou brought the troupe to Xuancheng, and they chose Guangde Temple for their first performance... The person enshrined here is Zhang Bo, who was the hero of flood control during 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.

On the land of China, it has always been the case. The ancestors are revered, and the heroes are revered... Born as human beings, they are conferred gods after death. The people of all dynasties created a huge system of immortals, and assigned every respectable hero to an immortal position.

The unparalleled loyalty and righteousness of Guan Yu became Emperor Xietian, a kind-hearted woman from the Lin family, who was hated by the high-ranking Mazu Tianfei, hated by the storm, and Yue Pengju, who had unfulfilled ambitions, incarnated as one of the Ten Taibaos of Dongyue, the superior nine-day **** soldier, and the soul of the five prisoners. Bao Zheng, an upright official, is in charge of the injustice in the world during the day, defends the evil spirits at night, and the two worlds of Yin and Yang, all have the final say, twenty-four hours a day, without rest... In fact, the legend may not be true, but what people want, but It has never changed since ancient times.

And today, in front of the Guangde Temple, where the ancestral hall is dedicated to the heroes of flood control, there will be another big show.

When the news came out, the people of Shili Baxiang were shocked. Although life was difficult, they still had to live on.

I thought there would be no drama troupe this year, but I didn't expect that there would be people who are not afraid of death!

Come and see that big guy, what good show can he put on!

Before taking the 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, why don't you play something good for this big New Year's Eve?

What about the Eight Immortals worshiping birthdays, the white apes stealing peaches, and the five blessings holding longevity... the worst thing is to have a dream of yellow beams!

How come it is so lively!

Today, this troupe is so naive, it seems that 80% of them are going to lose money.

Just amid the suspicions of the crowd, the big drama was staged.

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

Nothing to see!

Someone turned their heads and left, but not long after they walked out, there was a stunned voice behind them.

Those who didn't walk, their feet seemed to be nailed to the ground, motionless! His eyes were fixed on the stage, his eyes fixed... It turned out to be someone sent by the landlord, not to borrow cattle!

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

what to do?

What can I do?

The father and daughter are so pitiful, no wonder they are all wearing patches, this, isn't this the same as us!

More and more people were watching, and those who were going to leave turned 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 on the road in the countryside Nursery rhymes, poor but beautiful. Isn't this how they lived!

Just when the two were about to get married, the sky fell apart and the style of painting changed suddenly... The Mongolian dog officer stole the bride, injured the groom, and the father committed suicide by hanging.

The grief that came to my face, pierced my heart!

I seem to have seen this story!

right! I have seen it too! It was my neighbor who had this happen to him.

Some people were crying and weeping, and the tears kept falling. That's how his wife was taken away!

It's a pity that he didn't have the courage of Pei Dalang, so he didn't dare to kill people for revenge!

Therefore, when Pei Dalang rushed into the landlord's house and killed several people in a row, the sound of mountains and tsunamis from the audience... Well done! Happy to kill!

That's how it should be!

But soon the big guy also realized that this is still a tragedy... an even bigger tragedy, after all, a Pei Dalang is still too weak, he can kill the landlord, but in the face of Mongolian officials, his courage is useless, assassination is impossible , was hung at the gate of the city.

People were so angry that they gritted their teeth.

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

Everyone was scolding and shouting, and some people rushed to the stage and wanted to beat the actors!

What the **** are you playing!

My usual life is already like this. I want to watch a show and have a good time, why are you still messing with these things?

We don't look, we know!

We know better than you. We live like this every day... There are always such poor people around us, relatives, friends, and villagers.

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

The grief and anger of the people were all released, and the emotions rushed like a torrent... Fortunately, the troupe had anticipated it long ago and tried their best to persuade everyone to calm down. The play is not over, it is not over yet!

Sure enough, Zhen'e escaped from death, but she also had gray hair overnight. People in their twenties were like old women, living as humble as dogs among a group of beggars.

In the midst of this hellish despair, a young man appeared. He asked a group of beggars for news, and he actually 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 helped Pei Dalang to keep watch, and found the landlord's house to kill for revenge.

After Pei Dalang died, he turned to the Zhu family army. Seven years later, it was time to settle the accounts. A vermilion banner, thousands of red turban soldiers came... The city gates opened, and the army entered the city, killing Mongolian officials. Immediately, a notice was issued, and the land and acres were divided equally ~www.mtlnovel.com~ to return the plundered property of the people.

Not only did Zhen'e take back the family's former land, but she also divided more than ten acres. With the harvest, she could eat well. Gradually, her body recovered.

Three years later, on the Qingming Festival, she went to visit the graves of her father and Pei Dalang. She happened to meet her cousin who had returned to his hometown because of an injury. He also came to pay homage to his cousin Pei Dalang...the two met at the grave, and it came to an abrupt end!

The play is over, but the shock has just begun... The big guy asks himself, who is not Zhen'e! Who doesn't expect someone to avenge themselves and decide for themselves!

Zhu Jiajun!

That crimson flag 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 be the masters of the people?

can you?

For a time, countless people were asking, is there a Zhu family army?

And at this moment, the earliest militiamen were all overjoyed, and they immediately spread the word everywhere and ran to tell them. Talk about Zhu Jiajun's affairs and publicize Zhu Jiajun's policy.

The most important thing is to invite the opera troupe to come over and mobilize the people while acting. The best effect can be achieved!

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

And in these ten days, the number of militiamen on Ningguo Road exceeded 15,000!

On average, more than 1,000 people join the army every day!

The snowball never rolls so fast!

When the time was finally ripe, Zhu Yuanzhang waved his army, with Xu Da and Chang Yuchun as the left and right flanks, and rushed into Ninggu Road, and the soldiers pointed directly at Xuancheng...

Chapter end