Anti-Qing: Starting from the Reincarnation of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 148: Civil chaos
When several people heard this, they couldn't help but gasped.

The face is full of dignity!
Because they all realize that what Tomizuna said is extremely possible.

Quillen took a deep breath and murmured.

"Cause the four provinces, bring disaster to the four provinces..."

"The Qing Dynasty was in such a prosperous and prosperous time, with the Holy King coming to the throne, why did it cause such a big mess?"

Se Leng Tu said.

"I hope the imperial court can dispatch a minister with full power and troops from all over the country as soon as possible to wipe out the Ming thief."

"I'm really worried about the Qing Dynasty!"

"Recently, the Tiandihui in Fujian Province has rebelled against thieves, but it is not peaceful. If the rebel bandits in Fujian also join forces with the Ming thieves in Guangdong and Guangxi, it will be a big problem."

However, at this moment, a person suddenly ran up from a distance and shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Urgent report, urgent report, civil unrest broke out in the direction of the general."

"There are rebels who are raising flags to rebel, claiming to be fighting against General Hu. They are attacking and killing our upright officials. Now the officials are in complete chaos..."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's expressions changed.

The eyes intertwined one after another, full of solemnity.

Because they all realize that the civil unrest that broke out among the officials is just a spark in the powder keg for the current situation in Fujian.

Fujian is about to explode!

……

Hubei, Yunyang Mansion!

Yunyang has been a famous gathering place for refugees since ancient times.

Since the Yuan Dynasty, refugees began to gather.

At the end of the Yuan Dynasty and the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, millions of refugees gathered here.

Zhu Yuanzhang sent General Deng Yu to lead his troops to conquer the area, and then it was defeated.

After decades of land annexation in the early Ming Dynasty, a large number of people lost their land and were forced to flee to Yunyang and become refugees.

At its peak, Yunyang had millions of refugees.

It was not until the Chenghua period that Emperor Chenghua established the Yunyang Mansion in Yunyang to govern the place in order to completely quell the refugee problem in Yunyang.

After that, the situation in Yunyang Mansion improved slightly.

During the Qing Dynasty, Yunyang Mansion was only stable for a few years. Since the end of Kangxi, a large number of refugees began to flow into it again.

Up to now, there are almost one million refugees in Yunyang.

Under the rule of Yunyang Mansion, in an ordinary small mountain village, a clanking sound came from the blacksmith shop.

A piece of iron was gradually hammered into shape and turned into a long iron bar.

Liu Zhixie clamped the iron bar with iron pliers and put it into the fire to continue heating, while he wiped the sweat from his forehead with a dirty and oily cloth.

The strong muscles on his body bulged out quite conspicuously.

It was freezing outside the blacksmith shop and the wind was blowing coldly.

But it was as hot as summer inside the blacksmith shop, and the heat steaming from the stove was overwhelming.

"Teacher, there is news from Guangdong and Guangxi. The Tatars suffered a big loss in Shaoguan. The Ming Dynasty killed more than [-] people in one go, and suffered heavy losses in troops and horses."

"Now, perhaps it's time for us to raise troops again to avenge the old leader."

"The Lotus Tribulation is coming, the Ming Dynasty will be revived!"

Song Zhiqing, who was short and stocky with three strands of beard hanging from his chin, came to Liu Zhixie and spoke.

In the 40th year of Qianlong's reign, they, the disciples of the Hunyuan Sect, could not bear the oppression of corrupt officials and decided to rebel against the Qing Dynasty. Unfortunately, the leak failed, and even the leader Liu Song died tragically at the hands of the Qing army.

Only two disciples of the leader were left, Liu Zhixie and Song Zhiqing escaped with the disciples in the sect.

Later, Liu Zhixie succeeded Liu Song as the leader and went all the way to Yunyang to preach in secret.

He advocated that "the lotus calamity is coming and the Ming Dynasty will be revived", accumulating strength for the future, with the intention of continuing to fight against the Qing Dynasty.

Among them, "The Lotus is Coming" is a religious propaganda slogan, while the revival of the Ming Dynasty is a political propaganda.

The two complement each other, and the Hunyuan Sect, which originally had only a few big cats and kittens left, quickly developed a large number of followers in Yunyang!

It can be seen that in this era, many people still recognize this golden signboard of Ming Dynasty.

However, what the Hunyuan Sect did not expect was that despite their slogans of the revival of the Ming Dynasty, the Ming Dynasty was really revived in Guangdong and Guangxi.

After being self-defeating, everyone in the Hunyuan Sect was inspired and rekindled their fighting spirit against the Qing Dynasty.

Song Zhiqing couldn't hold himself back. As soon as he received the news, he brought people to look for Liu Zhixie, hoping to ask Liu Zhixie to come forward and lead everyone in the name of the leader to continue to fight against the Qing Dynasty.

Liu Zhixie continued to take out the heated iron bar from the stove, swung the sledgehammer and beat it hard while speaking.

"Junior brother's words are reasonable, but if we want to start an uprising with the power of you and my brother, isn't it a little too weak?"

Song Zhiqing shook his head when he heard this.

"Don't worry, Chief. This huge Yunyang Mansion is, to put it bluntly, a big powder keg. It can be ignited with just a little spark."

"As long as you and I can raise the flag of righteousness, we will definitely follow suit."

"When the time comes, with the help of millions of people in Yunyang, the leader will be able to rebuild the heavenly kingdom in the land of our Hunyuan Sect."

Liu Zhixie continued to bang on the iron bars, and drops of sweat fell to the ground along his strong muscles.

After pondering for a while, Liu Zhixie finally couldn't restrain his ambition and spoke.

"Go and send the order, summon all the church leaders and incense masters in the church to discuss matters, and prepare for an uprising..."

If he had no ambition, how could he spend his spare time forging knives in the blacksmith shop himself?
During the White Lotus Sect uprising more than ten years later, Leader Liu, who was revered as the "King of Heaven" by all forces and regarded as the supreme leader, was by no means a peaceful person.

When Song Zhiqing heard this, he nodded excitedly.

"Senior brother, don't worry, I will make arrangements right away..."

……

Guangzhou Prefecture, Foshan Town!
As one of the four towns in the world and the center of handicraft industry in the entire south, its importance is self-evident.

After Ming Dynasty captured Foshan, it began to set up the Foshan Arsenal.

Prepare to provide the army with much-needed weapons and equipment!
The technical backbone and management personnel were transferred from Jintian Town to provide the foundation, plus a large number of craftsmen from Foshan.

Soon, the Ming Dynasty's Foshan Arsenal was established.

In just the first month, the scale of Foshan Arsenal exceeded that of Jintian Town.

Compared with Foshan Town, a large town on the scale of the Four Towns in the World, Jintian Town's manpower, material and resource advantages are really inconspicuous.

Matching the Foshan Arsenal are the coal and iron mines surrounding Foshan Town.

Although Foshan Town itself has no mineral resources, the prefectures and counties surrounding Foshan Town have a large amount of mineral resources.

In addition, Foshan itself has convenient water transportation extending in all directions.

The convergence of various geographical advantages has resulted in Foshan, the handicraft center in the south and even in China.

But in stark contrast to the prosperity of Foshan, is the darkness and filth in those mines.

Yongwei carried a basket of ore on his back and tried his best to crawl out using his hands and feet.

Even if the rough ore rubbed his hands and feet until they were bloody and bloody, Yong Wei did not dare to stay.

Because, as long as he dares to stop and rest, the overseer's whip will come over without hesitation.

The bloody whip marks on his body are the best proof.

At this time, Yong Wei and the once aloof Qing Dynasty clan, General Guangzhou, seemed to be two different people.Yongwei used to be fat, fair-skinned, extremely wealthy, and the whip on the back of his head was even smoother.

But now he is thin, with protruding cheekbones, chapped lips, and black and yellow teeth. If he gets close, a bad breath will hit his face.

His skin was dark and dirty because he hadn't been cleansed for a long time. His oily braid had also been cut off and replaced with a messy short hair.

Coupled with Yong Wei's clothes full of patches and holes, and the straw sandals under his feet, he now looks no different from a homeless beggar.

Yongwei struggled to climb out of the mine, and the dazzling sunlight made his eyes blind for a moment.

He paused subconsciously and looked behind him.

The dark mine is like a bloody mouth that has swallowed up the lives of too many Eight Banners heroes over the past few days...

But before Yong Wei could finish his emotion, the next moment, the barbed whip came over mercilessly.

"Hurry up and don't be lazy. If you dare to be lazy again, I will deprive you of food today and let you starve to death!"

There was a crisp sound, and the whip left a long and narrow mark on Yong Wei's body, and blood oozed out.

The severe pain made the expression on Yong Wei's face distorted, but he did not dare to cry out in pain and could only grit his teeth and continue moving forward.

Because he knew that if he cried out in pain, he would only be beaten harder.

This was the lesson he learned after he refused to surrender and was thrown into a mine for labor reform by the Ming Dynasty, and was whipped every day.

Suddenly, Yong Wei stepped on a stone under his feet, and the man fell to the ground.

The ore in the backpack spilled out, and a large piece of ore hit Yong Wei on the back of the head with a thud.

Yong Wei's vision went dark, he rolled his eyes, and simply fainted.

Seeing this, the supervisor whipped Yongwei several times. When he saw that he was lying on the ground and still unresponsive, he went forward to check.

"I really fainted!"

"Someone, please take him back to the dormitory to rest!"

Seeing this, He Gui hurriedly took a few steps forward and took the initiative to ask for orders.

"Report discipline, I'll go, I'll go!"

Seeing this, the supervisor did not refuse and nodded.

"Go ahead. After sending people back to the dormitory, come back and continue working. Don't be lazy."

"If today's task is not completed, everyone will starve!"

Seeing this, He Gui quickly nodded and bowed to show that he understood.

Then he bent down, picked up Yong Wei, and walked toward the dormitory.

As a military general, He Gui took a lot of physical exercise on weekdays. Although he was captured and in trouble, he was thrown into a labor camp in the mines because he refused to surrender to the Ming Dynasty.

But with his previous physical foundation, He Gui's work was much easier than that of Yong Wei, a young man like Yong Wei who was used to being pampered.

At the very least, his lower body is extremely stable, so he won't fall flat even if he carries an ore on his back.

He Gui picked up Yong Wei and headed all the way to the dormitory.

Not long after, they arrived outside the dormitory.

It's called a dormitory, but it's actually just a shack with a thatched roof overhead and supported by a few wooden pillars.

There is straw on the ground for people to lie on and sleep on.

Since it was said to be a labor camp, Ming Dynasty would definitely not give these prisoners of war good treatment.

After placing Yong Wei on the straw, He Gui turned around and left to continue working.

……

It's night, and the night is dark!
As the sun sets, the temperature begins to drop a little bit.

The cold air in the air made Yongwei shiver involuntarily, and then he slowly opened his eyes.

The pain that came from the back of his head made him take a deep breath.

Yong Wei slowly opened his eyes, only to see that it was already dark outside.

The aches and pains all over his body, as well as the hunger in his belly, made his limbs extremely weak.

"Hey, wake up, the general is awake!"

There was an exclamation from Jing on the side, and immediately after, Yongwei felt someone feeding water into his mouth.

The water has a strange smell, is slightly bitter, and has some silt particles.

But Yong Wei, who used to drink only honey water, didn't dislike it at all and drank it in big gulps.

Soon, the bowl of water reached the bottom.

He Gui next to him brought him another piece of grain cake and said.

"General, eat quickly, this is the only piece."

Yongwei was not polite, took the pancake and started eating it.

But what you need to know is that the cereals Yong Wei eats now do not refer to sorghum, millet, buckwheat, beans, etc.

Instead, it uses bran, grass roots, bark, etc., and the main ingredient is cornmeal.

You can only imagine what the pancakes made by mixing these things will taste like.

However, Yong Wei, who used to be picky about delicacies from both mountains and seas, now devoured this multigrain pancake.

Not long after, a palm-sized piece of multigrain pancake entered Yong Wei's stomach. Yong Wei carefully licked the food residue on his hands clean, leaving nothing behind.

A look of incomprehension.

He Gui on the side felt sad when he saw this.

It is really sad that the former Qing Dynasty clan, General Guangzhou, has fallen to this level!
At this moment, there was a noise outside.

I saw a group of Ming soldiers walking in, pressing down a man in prison uniform.

The man had a messy beard on his face and a dirty prison uniform on his body. He looked quite embarrassed.

After stuffing the people into the shack, the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who escorted them left directly.

Yong Wei subconsciously looked up, dazed for a moment, then fell into shock, and said in surprise.

"This...isn't this Fulong'an from the Fucha family? Why were you captured too?"

When Yong Wei was in the capital, he was also familiar with the Fucha family.

After all, the Eight Banners' circle is only this big, and there are only so many people at the top. They must all know each other.

He Gui heard this and subconsciously looked over.

At this time, his heart was full of bad premonitions!

Fulongan heard a familiar voice, raised his head, and saw Yongwei, who had lost more than a circle of weight and was tortured into an inhuman shape.

Seeing Yongwei's tragic situation, Fulongan couldn't help but feel sad and tears burst into his eyes.

"I...I was also defeated. More than [-] troops were completely destroyed. I really can't live up to the emperor's trust!"

When Yong Wei heard this, his eyes widened and he asked.

"What's the situation outside now?"

All around, one after another looked over.

Everyone seemed to be asking when the imperial court would send troops to rescue them!

(End of this chapter)