Rise From the Humble

You have eaten a BMW, how can you be worthy of my horse without fine wine?

I heard that if you don’t drink the meat of a BMW, you will be seriously injured. Go get some wine to warm up the heroes...

The words of Zhu Ping'an and Li Shu were like a ray of sunshine in the ice and snow, instantly warming the six strong men opposite. They had suffered from displacement, hunger and cold, and felt warmth for the first time.

Of course, the experienced people did not believe Zhu Pingan and Li Shu immediately. They looked at one of the men who looked like the leader, and seemed to be very convinced of this leader.

The leading man is tall and tall, with a scar on his face. He is still wrapped in a simple piece of cloth on his arm. The blood on the cloth is still wet. Sitting there, it looks like a long bow stretched into a full moon. , full of strength, giving people a brave and fierce spirit. But even though this man has scars on his face, he gives off an honest and sincere feeling.

"Are you really not going to hold us accountable for stealing horses?" the leading man asked, looking straight at Zhu Ping'an, his voice rough and hoarse like wheels running over sand.

Looking at this man's eyes, Zhu Ping'an couldn't help but sweat slightly on his back, feeling like he was being stared at by a black bear in the mountains. The man's eyes were as alert as a black bear's, as if he could detect it if he hesitated for even a moment.

"Of course. Horses are just livestock, how can they be compared to human lives." Zhu Pingan nodded vigorously, with a sincere look on his face, and then looked at everyone and said, "Don't just look at me, turn over the meat and I can smell it. It tastes mushy."

Zhu Pingan's calmness and indifference, as well as the sincerity in his eyes, slowly infected their impetuous hearts and calmed down. The leading man looked at Zhu Pingan for two seconds after Zhu Pingan finished speaking, and then nodded slightly towards the other men. Then Zhu Pingan saw that the others were completely relieved.

Especially when the little maid Baozi brought the wine and Zhu Pingan put the jar of wine in front of them, they had no grudge against Zhu Pingan at all.

After stealing someone's horse, they not only did not pursue the matter, but also gave me wine to drink. This made several men who had suffered the exile all the way directly be conquered by Zhu Pingan's personality charm, and were extremely grateful to Zhu Pingan. The thoughts of silence that arose in order to protect themselves when they first saw Zhu Ping'an and the others have long since disappeared.

You must know that stealing horse meat was a serious crime in the Ming Dynasty. Horses were the key to dealing with the northern nomads, and the Ming Dynasty also valued them very much. If they stole a BMW and were punished by their master, it would be enough for them to spend at least a few years in jail.

After trust and gratitude arose, the crisis arose, and Zhu Ping'an also learned their story. In fact, speaking of it, they are lucky. These people were originally kind, so they were inspired by Zhu Ping'an.

"We were originally hunters at the foot of Yunmeng Mountain hundreds of miles north of here. We originally lived a beautiful life. The water in the mountains continued all year round, the mountain streams were clear and sweet, and there were patches of reeds beside the streams. On weekdays, We farmed during the busy farming season, and went into the mountains to hunt and catch fish during the slack periods. We have worked hard since we were young, and our ancestors also passed down the martial arts, so we always reaped rewards when we went into the mountains. We could also make reeds into mats and sell them, although we were not rich. But we don’t have to worry about food and clothing. Natural disasters and earthquakes have not affected the lives of our ancestors for generations.”

When talking about this, the faces of several men opposite who were gnawing on horse meat and drinking wine couldn't help but show a look of aftertaste, nostalgic for the past life.

"Last year, the northern Tatars came around from the northwest and invaded the capital. Our mountain villages were also affected, and our lives were ruined." When they said this, their faces showed a look of hatred.

"Has your homeland been destroyed by the Tatars? It's so pitiful." When Baozi's little maid heard this, Baozi's face was full of sympathy.

"Huh, Tatars? We brothers responded to the call of the army and went to the battlefield and killed a few Tatars! Huh, it's a pity that the Tatars did not destroy our homeland, but they were harmed by their own family!" One of them sneered. He said with gritted teeth, his face filled with regret and regret under the light of the fire.

Kill good people and take credit?

I don't know why, but these four words were the first thing that came to Zhu Pingan's mind. From this man's words and expression, Zhu Pingan almost confirmed his guess, so he couldn't help but sigh.

Li Shu, who was next to Zhu Pingan, also had an unhappy look on her face. As smart as she was, she should have guessed.

Only the little girl Baozi on the side looked puzzled. Why did the Tatars not destroy your homeland, but it was destroyed by their own people? No, how could our own people destroy their own homeland?

"When the army recruited young men from our village, they promised to behead an enemy and receive three taels of silver. We also grew up hearing the stories of Yue Fei and Yang's generals, and we couldn't bear to see the northern barbarians killing people, setting fires and robbing things at home. In addition, beheading the enemy is more cost-effective than hunting. So the young men in our village went to the battlefield to work for the army. At that time, we killed several Tatars with all our lives. We went to the army to collect the reward, but not only did we not get the reward, we were instead A beating with a military stick."

"It's nothing. After the Tatars were driven away, our brothers stayed on guard with the army for several months, waiting for our brothers to return home."

When they said these words, their eyes were red, their pupils were faintly splashed with blood, their fists were clenched tightly, and their teeth were gritted.

The story that was told next was a bit shocking, or rather bloody, as if someone had strangled his throat.

The young men who braved bows, arrows and swords to serve as cannon fodder for the army and drove away the Tatars returned home happily, thinking that they would be welcomed by their wives and children just like they used to hunt. However, the reality gave them a heart-breaking scene. All they have is the charred village and the cold bodies of their wives and children.

The surviving people in the village told them what happened not long ago.

After the Tatars retreated, Zhao Daying, who was guarding the frontier army, reported his merits to the county magistrate. The county magistrate said, "How can I report my merits without the heads of the Tatars?" Zhao Daying replied, "The first level is Yi'er."

So, Zhao Daying from one hundred households sent troops to behead the villagers and took credit for the crime. The officers and soldiers entered the village with sharp knives and chased the villagers, shouting, "I'll lend you your heads for a while." In order to repay the merit and silence, they slaughtered them all More than 30 households in the village were raped, including the infants and young children. Only this old man in the village survived by fetching water.

Zhao Daying from one hundred households submitted a petition for the beheading of fifty-nine thieves, including thirty-six women and children. All the heads were shaved with a knife and made into a Tatar hairstyle.

When Qing Zhuang came back and found out the truth, he was naturally unwilling to accept it. He went to the county magistrate to beat the drum and complain, but the magistrate protected him!

The county magistrate's verdict showed that the village was destroyed by bandits, and Zhao Daying from a hundred households became the hero who drove away the Tatars. The young men in the village were sentenced to slandering Shangguan, and were sentenced to prison with a hundred sticks.

Out of all the young men in the village, only the six of them managed to escape. Zhao Baihu sent people to chase and kill them all the way, and to this day

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