Chapter 584 This Ming Dynasty... is so good
Du He was surrounded.
Among them was his former mortal enemy, his childhood enemy!
"Marquis Xianzhang, this is me, Old Qin!"
The mortal enemy shouted in the crowd: "Let's drink later, Baiyunlou, I'll treat you, except Ning Yu, you can order whatever you want!"
Ha ha!
Du He sneered. His mortal enemy became anxious and squeezed forward. "Please tell Chang Wei Bo that martial arts... I will send my boy to martial arts school later. Please make sure he accepts him."
"And my boy!"
Jiang Qingzhi was blocked in front by more than a dozen civil servants. When he heard the noise here, he took a look.
"Long Wilbur, how much does this flintlock cost?"
"If we build it with all our strength, will it be possible for every Ming soldier to have one?"
Jiang Qingzhi just wanted to get away at this moment. "This thing takes a lot of time to make, and the cost... is not much."
This is a military secret, how can it be leaked... Jiang Qingzhi said as he rushed out of the crowd while these people were not paying attention, and escaped in a panic under the protection of Mo Zhan and others.
"Those people have changed." Zhang Juzheng and Zhou Xia stood side by side.
Zhou Xia said: "My teacher once said that people are not born bad. There must be something hateful about pitiful people, and there must be something pitiful about hateful people. The Ming Dynasty under the influence of Confucianism is a big dye vat. If you jump in, you will either be dyed the same color, or wait to be pushed into the bottom of the vat and drowned."
Zhang Juzheng seemed to be thinking, "Yan Song was also full of passion and integrity back then... but he encountered obstacles everywhere in the officialdom. Yes, no matter how upright a person is, when the officialdom pursues promotion and wealth as the way to success, it won't take long for you to be assimilated. This is not a problem with the person, but..."
"Confucianism!"
"Confucianism!"
The two smiled at each other.
The Central Plains, under the influence of Confucianism, became a big melting pot, which reminded Jiang Qingzhi of the middle and late Qing Dynasty. Emperors, generals, officials, merchants, peddlers...all of them were like walking corpses in the eyes of foreigners.
However, these walking dead were complacent. They kept shaking their heads and pondering on the different ways of writing the word "fennel" in "fennel beans", looking down on the foreigners with a sense of superiority.
Until its spine was broken by powerful ships and guns.
They were distraught and didn't know what was going on.
Why did we lose?
Countless people have reflected on this, and most of them think that they are not wrong and that Confucianism is not wrong.
So who is wrong?
When a person or a group takes Confucianism as its guiding principle, this group will inevitably go astray.
The Ming Dynasty's literati had clearly gone astray.
"Master, dozens of big men have come to Xin'an Lane and blocked the entrance to the lane. All the students who came to class were blocked outside."
Upon hearing the news, Jiang Qingzhi cursed, "You bastard, you are getting more and more skilled at using these despicable tactics."
"Uncle."
"Master!"
Sun Chonglou shouted anxiously: "I'll go!"
Jiang Qingzhi said unhappily: "If you go, someone will probably die."
Sun Chonglou has been getting more and more irritable recently, and Jiang Qingzhi thinks it has something to do with not getting married. As the saying goes, a single yin cannot produce life, and a single yang cannot grow.
Men and women are matched, so work is not tiring.
Xu Wei said sinisterly: "My Lord, now is the time to let those people see the consequences of following the Confucianists!"
Hu Zongxian felt that his best friend was a bit toxic, "If someone died, the people in the military department are not fools."
"But who are they?" Xu Wei continued to spit out venom, "They are robbers who came to rob. They will be beaten to death! Anyone who dares to speak up for them will be guilty. When I come back, the master will only need to ask: Are you the one behind it?"
Hey!
Anyone who was hit by Xu Wei's combination of punches would at least vomit three liters of blood if not killed.
Sun Chonglou looked at his young master eagerly, "Young master, I promise not to beat anyone to death."
Jiang Qingzhi waved his hand, and Sun Chonglou cheered, "Lao Mo, let's go!"
Mo Zhan remained unmoved.
Jiang Qingzhi said: "Go!"
At this moment, those opponents were licking their wounds and comforting each other, and no one wanted to harm him.
Moreover, attacking Jiang Qing at this time would inevitably arouse public outrage.
Who dares?
But Mo Zhan shook his head, walked silently in front of him on the right, looking left and right with sharp eyes.
"Old man!"
Sun Chonglou turned around and saw that Mo Zhan didn't come, so he looked at Dou Jialan expectantly.
"Uncle..." Dou Jialan was eager to make a move, "How about I go and keep an eye on the stone?"
"Go!"
The guard who lit the cigarette was obviously happy for a moment, but then he concealed it and rode his horse to catch up with Sun Chonglou.
"Old man, you cover me later and watch me kill people. No, watch me sweep across the world!"
"And you can sweep across the wilderness, who did you learn that from?"
"The young master said that I should take a name like... the bandit nickname of Hate the Sky Without a Ring. And what else... Have you let go..."
Outside the main hall of Bo's Mansion, Xia Yan suddenly opened his eyes.
"It's almost time."
He looked at the guards and said, "Open the gates wide and show no mercy. Be quick, accurate and ruthless!"
"Order!"
Several guards held wooden sticks and bowed happily.
"Mr. Xia, aren't you afraid of making things worse?" Fu Cheng was standing beside him.
"The Confucians have been planning this for a long time. Qingzhi has been forbearing, not only waiting for the flintlock rifle to be forged, but also waiting for the opponent's momentum... When the opponent's momentum reaches its peak, he will hit them on the head with a stick. The harder the stick hits, the more uncomfortable the opponent will feel."
"He was on top, but he was pulled down and beaten..." Fucheng laughed, "Do you want us to help?"
"You?" Xia Yan glanced at Fu Cheng.
Fu Cheng chuckled, "That's all."
If he had taken action, there would probably be many inexplicable corpses in Xin'an Lane today.
"Master Bo has a good reputation in Xin'an Lane, so let's not cause trouble for him."
The big men outside were still making a fuss. "The people in the Bo's Mansion are cowards. We can't just keep waiting, can we?"
"What do you mean by invincible general? That's it?"
"The famous general of the Ming Dynasty is trapped in his home by us and dares not go out. Hahahaha!"
The neighbors were frightened by this group of people and hid in their homes. When they heard how rampant these people were, some young men couldn't help but rush out with sticks.
"Da Lang! Da Lang!" His father chased out. The big men looked at the young man in astonishment, then laughed, "Are you here to die?"
The young man was too ashamed to sheath his sword, so he shouted and rushed forward.
"Da Lang!" His father gritted his teeth and turned around and shouted, "Everyone come out and help!"
The whole family rushed out, some holding sticks and some holding kitchen knives.
The family looked at each other tragically, and at this moment, the sound of doors opening could be heard.
The neighbors rushed out of their homes holding a variety of weapons.
The most prestigious elders are shouting.
"Xin'an Lane is not a place where people can run wild. Even though Master Bo is not here, we have to stand up for Xin'an Lane. Beat him! Beat him so hard that his mother can't recognize him!"
Unless it is a major event, the door of the Bo Mansion will not be opened easily.
When the door opened, someone shouted, "The people from the Bo Mansion are coming out."
At this time, the guards of the Bo Mansion rushed out, and the two sides joined forces and rushed towards the big men.
"Do it!"
The young man was surrounded by two big men. He was hit with two sticks and screamed in pain. A gust of wind blew past him, and the big man opposite him screamed in pain, as he had been hit in the face with a stick.
The young man wanted to see who was so brave, but when he looked up, he saw that the man was his timid father.
At this moment, his father's face turned red and he was beating him hard with a stick.
"This is Xin'an Lane!" someone shouted from behind. The young man felt a surge of blood rushing to his chest and shouted, "This is Xin'an Lane!"
At first, the big men wanted to laugh at their opponents, but they soon found out that they were wrong.
The strength of the neighbors is not worth mentioning, but their relatives are among them, and they dare to fight for their relatives.
The arrogant ones are afraid of the stupid ones, and the stupid ones are afraid of the desperate ones!
Several guards from the Bo Mansion formed a spearhead formation in the middle and rushed towards the leading man.
The situation suddenly became chaotic.
The fighting in the front was in full swing, and the women and old people in the back were not to be outdone. They took stones and smashed them on the heads of the big men. Some of them took slingshots and almost every shot hit the target, making the big men scream in pain.
The children cheered behind or picked up stones and threw them, but because they were weak, they often hit their own people.
Fu Cheng and Xia Yan stood outside the mansion gate. Xia Yan sighed, "It's only a few hundred neighbors, but it makes me feel the grandeur."
"My uncle once said that if people are united, they can move mountains." Fucheng felt a little itchy.
"Uncle is back." A vendor at the entrance of the alley was cheering.
"No, it's Sun Chonglou!"
What the hell!
Xia Yan's face turned pale, "Hurry up and call Shitou!"
But it's too late.
Sun Chonglou rushed into the crowd alone. The people outside could only hear the screams of pain, and occasionally someone would fly out...
"It's Asura!" someone among the big men shouted, "Jiang Qingzhi is back."
"Didn't he say he was too busy taking care of himself today?"
"That's a killer! Run!"
The big men were already frightened by Sun Chonglou's charge, and when they heard that Jiang Qingzhi would be back soon, their morale immediately plummeted to the bottom.
"Run!"
But when they turned around and wanted to run, Jiang Qingzhi came.
There were two guards behind him.
There are also the good friends Xu Wei and Hu Zongxian.
Jiang Qingzhi drew his sword, pointing the tip of the sword at the ground, "Kneel, or die!"
The leading man shouted: "He doesn't dare to kill anyone!"
Jiang Qingzhi looked at him calmly.
Pfft!
A big man knelt down.
Pfft!
As if it was an infectious disease, one big man after another knelt down.
That’s Jiang Qingzhi!
A famous general who could frighten the cavalry under Altan Khan.
With him around, and the neighbors in Xin'an Lane working together, how could these dozens of big men be their match?
"My uncle is back."
There was thunderous cheers in Xin'an Lane.
"Uncle, my wife is back."
Li Tian had just returned from the palace. When the couple met, Jiang Qingzhi smiled slightly, and Li Tian understood.
"Make more for today's celebration banquet."
"I know what to do." Li Tian got off the carriage and squatted. The neighbors avoided him one after another, saying they dared not.
"There happens to be a happy event at the Earl's Mansion today. We will prepare wine and food later. Neighbors, please don't mind and come." Li Tian said with a smile.
One child yelled, "Can I go?"
Li Tian smiled, "All the children should come. If you don't come, you will look down on my family."
"it is good!"
On that day, the Bo family held a banquet in Xin'an Lane, and the neighbors in the entire lane came out in full force.
Jiang Qingzhi came out in person to toast, and the neighbors, upon learning that Mohism had suppressed Confucianism today, got him drunk in return.
At night, Li Tian entered the bedroom.
As soon as I undressed and got into bed, I heard Jiang Qingzhi mumbling in his sleep:
"This Ming Dynasty... is really good."
(End of this chapter)
