Four years ago, at Xinhui City, a scholar who went out to worship the city, a scholar who died tragically with a kitchen knife in his arms, knelt down in front of Qing General Youyunlong with a heart of revenge.

At that moment, history changed for it.

Now, the same scene is happening again, but the person who kneels is not a scholar, and the scholar who was kneeling back then has become the person who was kneeling.

Zhou Shixiang did not retreat because he was sure that he had never harmed the young man's parents, wife and children.

If a person has a clear conscience, he will naturally be without any weakness or fear.

He was wondering why this young man solemnly knelt in front of him, was he really coming to argue with him?

If this is true, I will continue to explain, find out the injustice of his family, and give him justice.

The young man did not answer. After bowing a few more times, he raised his head and said to Zhou Shi: "Reply to the general, the villain is Liu Wenyuan, who is a pot maker in the city. The reason why the villain knelt on the general was because the general ordered the Qing army official to be buried with loyalty, so the villain came here to thank the general!"

"Oh, are you a loyal relative?"

Zhou Shi raised his eyebrows slightly. He ordered Guan Yi to be buried with a generous burial of loyalty, but for political purposes, rather than to be buried with this executioner with his hands covered in blood from the Han people. If he could destroy Manzhou in the future, he would definitely let someone remove Guan Yi from his body and bones. Unexpectedly, this move had not yet achieved political effectiveness within the Qing army, but a relative who had Guan Yi came to thank him for coming, which made him a little amused.

However, Liu Wenyuan shook his head and said, "The villain is not a relative who cares about loyalty."

Zhou Shixiang was very strange and asked why he was not loyal to his relatives?

Liu Wenyuan's answer made the blind Li and the others confused.

It turned out that Liu Wenyuan said that his wife was arrested and tortured to death by Guan Xiaozhong's soldiers. Therefore, after hearing that the Taiping Army general Guan Xiaozhong was buried with a grand funeral, he came to kneel down and kowtow to the Taiping Army generals to express his gratitude.

This statement is obviously contrary to the normal thinking. Common sense, Liu Wenyuan should have been here to scold Zhou Shixiang for burying his enemy who killed his wife and was loyal to him, and then cried and begged Zhou Shixiang to dig out his enemy who killed his wife and was willing to whip the body and expose his hatred, rather than kneeling down to worship Zhou Shixiang for thanking him for his "full burial" enemy.

"Crazy, handsome man, this guy is crazy!"

The blind Li muttered, unless his mind was broken, how could this person do something to thank his enemies for his enemies?

"Liu Wenyuan, you don't have to say the opposite. I know what you are thinking."

Zhou Shixiang knew that Liu Wenyuan was kneeling down, obviously not a lunatic. The reason why he said this was probably ridiculing himself for ordering the grand funeral to be loyal to him. Seeing his extremely calm appearance, I was afraid that there was anger burning in his heart. Thinking about it carefully, how much imagination was with himself back then. The only difference was that Zhou Shixiang did not eat Liu Wenyuan's wife.

"Since the general knows what the villain is thinking, what does the general think of the villain as?"

Liu Wenyuan looked at Zhou Shixiang calmly, with both expectation and hatred in his eyes.

When the blind Li saw this, he couldn't help but lift the sledgehammer in his hand. As long as Liu Wenyuan was wrong, he would not care how miserable this guy's wife died or how pitiful he was, and he would definitely hammer him on the spot. His only responsibility is to protect the general. The others are not important to him.

There are many more terrifying and tragic things in this world. The blind Li saw more of them, and his heart had already become hardened. He has done countless sins. Not to mention the distance, will the young lady in Manzhou in the city of Nanjing be miserable?

The blind Li thought that the miserable reason was not the reason why Liu Wenyuan attacked the general, and he also found the wrong partner. The Qing Dynasty was the Qing Dynasty, not the Taiping Army that resisted the Qing Dynasty!

Zhou Shixiang sighed. Many things are now impossible to allow him to avenge his revenge. He is now the commander of the 200,000 Taiping Army soldiers, the leader of the Ming Dynasty, not the scholar who only wants to avenge his parents, wife and children. So he has to consider a lot of things. As long as the ultimate goal of these things is to kill all the Manta, even if he doesn't want to, he will do it.

Sometimes people have to compromise.

Although passionate blood is happy, it is easy to get lost.

Zhou Shixiang could not agree to Liu Wenyuan's request in his heart, nor could he have just ordered a man to be buried with a grand funeral, but he slapped himself in the face and dug out the man again. What he wanted to do was to maximize the value of loyalty to this dead man, rather than simply killing bones and ashes.

"Justice Jin is dead, so you hate him again, and he will eventually die. People cannot be resurrected. I regret your wife's experience. But you should also see some things that you should live well after opening up. If there are any difficulties at home, you might as well go to the government office for help, and you will say that it was my Zhou Shixiang who asked you to go."

Zhou Shixiang could not do more for Liu Wenyuan, so he could only express his feelings.

After hearing this, Liu Wenyuan smiled miserably and said indignantly: "My wife is dead, and my wife's child, who is only May in her belly, also died. The murderer who killed them was ordered to be buried by the general, but my wife can only lie in a thin coffin. May I ask the general, how can I see it and how can I live well?"

Zhou Shixiang was speechless for a moment because he thought, if someone had said this to him four years ago, what would he have to do if he had said this to him? He would definitely be angry, so he didn't know how to speak.

The blind Li sneered: "Then do you want to take revenge?"

Liu Wenyuan gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I want to take revenge!"

"Justice is dead, your wife's revenge has been avenged, so what else can you get?"

"Justice Zhong died, but the two Qing soldiers who captured my wife were not dead!" Liu Wenyuan suddenly became excited and roared: "They are now the general's soldiers, the Taiping Army! If the general is really pitiful to me, please ask the general to make the decision for me and let the villain kill the two beasts with his own hands!"

The blind Li was stunned and felt that Liu Wenyuan's request seemed to be too much. He turned his head to look at the Grand Marshal, but found that the Grand Marshal seemed to be in a daze.

After a long time, Zhou Shixiang slowly spoke to Liu Wenyuan: "Sorry, I can't agree to your request that the surrendered soldiers have surrendered to me. They will be the Taiping Army in the future. As long as they no longer commit any harm to the world, I will not kill them."

"Then what is the difference between your Taiping Army and the Qing Army? What is the difference between you and Guan Qizhong, General! The Taiping Army is the Qing Army, and the Qing Army is the Taiping Army. What kind of soldiers are you? Are the soldiers who specifically harm our people? Are your soldiers all beasts!"

Zhou Shixiang's cold voice came to Liu Wenyuan's ears, making him desperate. He knew that his request was a bit unrealistic, but he still knelt in front of the young general with a glimmer of hope. How he wanted to hear the other party agree to his request, tie the two murderers who harmed his wife to him, and let him cut their flesh with a knife and comfort his wife and children's spirit in heaven. But this general shattered his hope, so cold and ruthless.

What's the difference?

Zhou Shixiang was silent. Liu Wenyuan's words were a reality he faced and the Taiping Army, that is, the Taiping Army was an army composed of murderers from beginning to end!

Among them were bandits, surrendered troops who massacred the city, and even Manzhou and Mongolians. Most of the officers and soldiers had their hands stained with the blood of their Han compatriots, and even Zhou Shixiang had also stained with the blood of the Han people. Although he did not do it himself, can he say that the innocent people who were killed in Chaozhou and the innocent people who were robbed and killed in Hunan had nothing to do with him?

Are those people wronged?

injustice!

Should the Taiping Army, as the murderer, die?

Should!

But can this really be done?

Is there really no difference between the Taiping Army and the Qing Army?

If there is no difference, if the existence of the Taiping Army means that more people will be killed and more murderers will be stored, then is everything Zhou Shixiang did right?

If there were no Taiping Army, the Qing Dynasty had now unified China and no longer fought, there would naturally be no death. The people could get peace, even if they lived humbly, they could always survive. However, with the Taiping Army, the war that should have ended continued, and the more intense it became, more people would die in the future. This is fair to those ordinary people who longed to end the war and just wanted to live humbly, no matter whether they were Emperor Man or Emperor Zhu?

Is it so unacceptable to having multiple braids on the back of my head?

They just want to live!

Is Liu Wenyuan’s request reasonable?

Is it so difficult to hand over the two murderers who killed his wife?

If you don’t hand over, is your subordinate really the beastly soldiers mentioned by Liu Wenyuan? Does it mean that Zhou Shixiang has only done one thing in the past few years, that is, constantly recruiting beasts!

No, it must be different, there must be differences!

Zhou Shixiang sighed deeply, waved his hand and asked the blind Li, who was blocking him, to walk away, and slowly walked to Liu Wenyuan.

"Four years ago, there was a scholar who was about the same age as you. Because King Li Jin of the Ming Dynasty surrounded the city and the food was cut off. So the Qing soldiers who guarded the city rushed into the Xiucai's house and killed the scholar's parents and ate it. Two days later, the Qing soldiers rushed into the house again and wanted to eat the scholar. However, the Xiucai's wife struggled to say to the Qing soldiers, "My meat is relatively tender, let's eat me first. Another day, the Qing soldiers came again and threw the scholar's only relative and son to death. He carried a calf and took him out to eat it. After less than ten days, King Li Jin retreated the soldier. The scholar survived, but there was no one in his family except him."

Zhou Shixiang's voice was very calm, as calm as if he was talking.

"This scholar is afraid every night, afraid of having nightmares. He really wants to dream of his parents, wife and children, but every time he dreams of them, he can only see them crying at him with blood and blood. The only way he escapes is to sharpen a kitchen knife, constantly sharpen the knife, sharpen the knife extremely sharply, and make the bubbles on his hands, and the pus and blood are leaked out. Only by sharpening the knife can the scholar not remember his family for the time being and numb himself."

"Master!"

The personal guard Yao Wenlong's eyes turned red. He was Zhou Shixiang's little fellow villager and the old man from the Taiping Army. He knew who the protagonist of this story was, and his own parents and elder sister were also eaten by the Qing soldiers, so he empathized with it.

Zhou Shixiang shook his head and told Yao Wenlong not to speak.

"If the Ming army had not arrived, this scholar could have gone to the province to take the exam, and he would probably be admitted to a juren. He would go to Beijing to take the exam in a few years, get a Jinshi, and be released as an official; then he would be granted a wife and son, and enjoy all his wealth..."

"If the Ming soldiers had not come, this scholar would have lived a strong life in the village no matter how bad he was. He would be a rich family for a few years, and then buy a piece of land that killed his master and study for a lifetime, with a lot of descendants..."

"If the Ming soldiers had not arrived, the scholar's child was already seven years old. At this moment, the father and son were sitting under the window of the study, either writing or reading. The two old men looked at us happily, and their wives were happily serving tea and water..."

"if…"

Zhou Shixiang's voice became lower and lower, looking at the south, as if he was about to pierce the sky with his eyes. Liu Wenyuan, who was kneeling on the ground, lowered his head and sobbed on the ground. He was not a fool, he knew that the general of the Taiping Army was talking about himself.

What can understand each other better than sympathy for each other?

Zhou Shixiang looked down at him, suddenly smiled, and said firmly: "What a pity! There is no if in the world!"

"This scholar did not blame the Ming soldiers. He knew who the enemy was! Eight years ago, if the Qing soldiers had not come, the 800,000 people in Guangzhou would still live well. Every year during the festival, the scholar would go to the provincial capital to write poems and sing; ten years ago, without the Qing soldiers, the 300,000 people in Nanchang were still preparing rice, flour and pork for the New Year, and happily preparing for the New Year; fifteen years ago, without the Qing soldiers, there were millions of people in Nanzhili in Yangzhou, Jiangyin, Jiading, Kunshan, and you Suzhou, who could drink a little wine and listen to a play every few days, watch the flowers in spring, hear the insects in autumn, and get together, have fun!"

"Four years ago, the scholar told the people of the whole city in the city where his parents, wife and children died tragically: As long as this thief is Qing, you will be the pigs and sheep to be slaughtered! There is only the difference between being slaughtered sooner or later, there is no freedom to be pigs and sheep. You think your life was stable before, because the thief is Qing Tartars were eating other people's meat, and it was not your turn yet! But even if it was a pig or sheep, you either howl or struggle when you were killed. As long as this thief is Qing, there will always be people rebel, there will always be people resisting, there will always be people who don't want to be pigs and sheep, and they want to be human!"

"What I do now is to make people in the world no longer be pigs and sheep from alien beasts, so that people in the world will no longer be eaten like scholars, and will no longer be insulted to death like you. Let everyone have fields, food, clothes, and clothes, and will not be insulted at will. They will not be robbed or killed. The elderly can be filial and young children can be spoiled."

"What should we do if the thiefs who eat human flesh and drink human blood do not want us to live such a life, and want to continue to treat the people of the world as pigs and sheep?! I have no choice. I can only resist with the extremely sharp kitchen knife and kill the beast who ordered the people of the city, including my parents, wife and children! I can only take the men who want to take revenge like me to kill the Tartars!"

"For fifteen years, Yan Dianshi of Jiangyin City was defeated, Du Junmen who wanted to counterattack Huguang was defeated, King Li Jin of Yunnan was defeated, and King Yanping of Xiamen was also defeated. We were defeated again and again, and more than millions of soldiers and civilians who were united in their hearts and loyalty! But they did not give up again and again, just to expel bad anger and give justice to the people in the world! Now, we finally succeeded! We have recovered Nandu and Jiangnan. If you have the opportunity in the future, you can go to Guangdong and Guangxi to see if the people and villagers under our Taiping Army are human beings or pigs and sheep as usual!"

Zhou Shixiang became excited and his speech became faster and faster. The longer he suppressed the pain, the more it gushed out like volcanic lava. The people around him were crying, and they remembered their sufferings and their relatives who died many years ago.

Qian Qianyi and Liu Rushi also cried. The painful memories of fifteen years were evoked by Zhou Shixiang's memories, as if they were right in front of him.

"Today, I can tell you. I will not kill the Qing soldiers in Suzhou City and the Ming soldiers nowadays. I will not even punish them. Many of them are guilty, and they are death sentences and heinous crimes. But since I allow them to make meritorious deeds, they are my children and sons. They will die for me, for you, for the Ming Dynasty, and for the Han people in the world no longer do pigs and sheep. If you want to resent, you will resent me alone. When I destroy the Qing Tartars that harm the world, we will come to this city gate to make a break!"

"Master!"

Liu Wenyuan, who was crying, suddenly stood up and gave a big gift to the scholar again.

"Please ask the general to join the army so that I can avenge my family and destroy their family!"

The following is a thought. I really have to vomit, which may make everyone spend a penny more, and this update will be compensated tomorrow.

Don’t argue about the plots about Suzhou, and don’t argue about some things about that era. I’m really overwhelmed by some book friends. I can arrange every plot very well, so that you can all be happy, instead of writing such plots that make you criticize, scold, or even blame me for your character.

This kind of plot will make you abandon the book and lose the subscription. I know this is not good for me. But from the beginning of this book, isn’t it your recognition? As I said at the beginning, this work is a bloody work, not a warm or a family-friendly type.

Maybe, I was wrong. I thought I was digging a hole for myself, but I was unable to take care of readers' reading habits and comfort, which made you feel awkward and abrupt. I will improve this and learn from the lessons to better improve myself.

But I think the stories I wrote may be very appropriate to the real situation of that era. I said earlier that we should not expect scholars to change this era in one go. They are just a person, not a god. Some things that are unforgivable to us modern people are praised in that era.

In troubled times, the important thing is to survive. Only by living can you be qualified to talk about other things.

The scholar has not dominated China now. He still has great enemies and many enemies. He cannot free up his hands to improve this society with the concept of modern people before the great enemy retreats. For example, the terrible feudal etiquette and law want to talk about change before destroying the privileges of gentry and clans is a joke. Why can't the government come forward? I have explained the plot about women clearly in the book, and I have compromised. Hedong Jun will clean up the mess instead of insisting on implementing the means you strongly opposed. But this is also the last time I respect the opinion of the book review. In the future, I will not easily give in and change the direction of my story just because you have any objections.

Those of my cute readers who like to make criticisms must be clear: the evil feudal etiquette is really a cannibalistic, and it cannot be changed in one day, two days, or one year or two years!

Why can Guangdong promote some policies? That is because Guangdong has been cleaned up and has a small population. It is obviously unrealistic to implement Guangdong's policies just after occupying Jiangnan. Therefore, the scholar did not have time to change all evil things, so he could only adapt first, because his main thing now is to deal with Fulin.

Okay, let's talk about it here. It's too long and you're tired of watching it.

Finally, I would like to say that some young readers and friends would respect Hedong Jun Liu Rushi. In my writing, she is a respectable female hero, not a female protagonist who would ride a vase when she meets the protagonist in the late Ming Dynasty (matching).
Chapter completed!