Daming: Stealing Chen Yuanyuan at the beginning

Chapter 287

Shangzhou Fucheng is located at the confluence of Chu River and Dan River.There is a mill by the Danshui River in the west of the city.

In the afternoon, the waterwheel creaked and the cicadas hummed.

A young man and a young girl squatted under the shade of willows. They carefully pulled out the flour from the dustpan and baskets. in a jar.

The boy's name is Xiao Erhei, from Shanxi.When a plague broke out in Shanxi last year, he fled to Shaanxi with his family and went to his uncle's house.

This girl is my uncle's only daughter, named Lian'er, who is one year younger than Xiao Erhei.

My uncle opened a mill to grind rice and flour for the city residents, but his life was not rich.So after a while, Xiao Erhei and Lian Er had to clean up the utensils containing the flour, so as to get some extra flour to make ends meet.

"You can have pimple soup tonight!" Looking at the flour in the jar, Xiao Erhei laughed.

Lian'er lowered her head, the swaying waves in the river rippling on her face, it was really beautiful.

She smiled lightly and said, "Cousin, what's so delicious about pimple soup? I'm tired of eating it!"

Xiaoer Hei said: "In this chaotic world, one should be content with food. Anyway, I will be satisfied after eating pimple soup for the rest of my life."

"Your tone of voice is exactly the same as my father's, old-fashioned." Lian Er said.

Xiao Erhei was cleaning a basket, and the river was cool. He remembered the experience of fleeing all the way west, and said thoughtfully: "Lian'er, do you still remember Xiaobao?"

Xiaobao is Xiao Erhei's younger brother. If he is still alive, his fourth birthday will be in five days.

"Last year, there was an outbreak of pimple plague. Many people died in our hometown, and there was a famine. People ran for their lives when they couldn't eat enough. My father took our family all the way west to seek refuge with my uncle. Later, my father In order to find food for us, he fell to his death in a ravine..."

Lian Er said: "I know about this matter, you have mentioned it several times."

"But do you know how Xiaobao died?" Xiao Erhei stopped what he was doing and stared blankly at the water.

"After Dad died, Mom took us two brothers to continue walking towards Shangzhou, holding Bao with one hand and me with the other, beggars all the way. One night, we slept in a woods , I dreamed that I was eating, and the table was full of bowls, and the bowls were full of pimple soup... At this moment, my mother woke me up, saying that a pack of wolves is coming, let's run away..."

Having said that, Xiao Erhei closed his mouth, his face was very pale.

Lian Er asked: "What happened later, what happened later, did the wolves chase you?"

"We ran, ran, the wolves chased and howled, and followed us all the time. Suddenly there was a steep slope in front of us. Grandma hugged Xiaobao and pulled me. They couldn't climb up the slope, but the wolves I was about to rush over. At this time, my mother... she suddenly threw Xiaobao out, and the wild wolf rushed up to bite Xiaobao. My mother took the opportunity to drag me up the slope and escape. I still remember Xiaobao Terrible crying..."

Xiao Erhei covered his face and wept.

Lian'er sat down and almost fell into the river.It was the first time she heard this story, and she was shocked, frightened, and sad.

The waterwheel creaked and the cicadas sang, but they seemed to have changed their tunes, like the suona choked at a funeral.

"Brother Erhei, I will never make fun of you again!" Lian Er stretched out her hand to wipe Xiao Erhei's tears.

Xiao Erhei sighed, and said: "I went to deliver flour to Niu Zhifu's house in the city the day before yesterday, and I heard from the servants in the mansion that the army of the Ming Dynasty invaded Shanyang County and distributed food to the people. Lian'er, if I If you can serve as a soldier in the Ming army, you will be able to support you, grandma, and uncle."

"Shh, keep your voice down, you can't talk nonsense like this!" Lian'er reminded Xiao Erhei, looking around nervously.

Suddenly there was a loud noise in the mill, and the two stood up and looked over.Xiaoer Hei said: "Maybe there is something wrong, uncle can't handle it alone, let's go back and have a look."

The two of them didn't care about the baskets and other things for the time being, Lian'er carried the pot, followed Xiao Erhei, and ran back to the mill along the river bank.

I saw a group of soldiers coming to the mill, yelling endlessly.The person at the head is wearing bright and thick armor. From the eyes of Xiao Erhei and Lian Er, this person is majestic and majestic, just like a god.

Unexpectedly, this man said fiercely: "This general is the vanguard general He Zhen under the command of King Pingxi. He came to collect taxes in person and gave you enough face. Why do you want to shirk in every possible way?"

Xiao Erhei's uncle bowed and bowed, and said with a frowning face, "General He, it's not that you are shirking and disobeying orders. The tax was levied just the day before yesterday, and it has been 20 years since it was received by Shunzhi. Why are you here again today? The little one really can't figure it out." The food is gone, please General He take pity on you."

"I don't care about this anymore. If you don't pay taxes, you will only die!" He Zhen said.

The uncle said: "General He, you are also from poor people, why don't you understand the difficulties of the people?"

"I understand you, but the imperial court will not understand me! Don't talk nonsense, at least hand over two bags of flour. Don't dawdle, this general will go to other people's homes in the city to collect taxes."

He Zhen turned her head and saw Lian'er, who was in the water, her eyes were bright, she rubbed her hands and walked over with a playful smile, and touched Lian'er's face.

Lian'er was startled, the jar in her hand fell to the ground and broke, a little flour scattered out, she hurriedly hid behind Xiao Erhei.

He Zhen still had a playful smile on her face, and walked forward to continue to do her hands and feet.Xiao Erhei protected Lian'er, and spat at He Zhen.

He Zhen was furious, and slapped Xiao Erhei several times, until he vomited blood from the mouth, and then pulled out the knife again.

Seeing that the matter was going to get bigger, the uncle gritted his teeth and stomped his feet and said: "Pay the tax, I will pay the tax! General He, the flour is stored in the back room, you follow me."

"Go and move the flour first." He Zhen greeted the soldiers with a sneer, walked a few steps forward, and smiled back: "Little beauty, wait for me!"

The uncle led the soldiers to a row of bungalows, and said, "Wheat is stored in these three rooms, and flour is stored in this one. General He, do you want wheat or flour?"

"Of course it's flour." He Zhen kicked open the door, saw dozens of bags of flour piled up in the room, and cursed, "There are so many flours, and you still come to cry poor, you really are a troublemaker!"

"These flours are all from other people's homes, and they have not been sent out after they have been ground."

How could He Zhen care so much? She waved her hand and signaled the soldiers to move.The soldiers were divided into two groups, one group went to find the car, and the other group carried the flour.

At this time, only He Zhen and his uncle were left in the room, and the uncle said, "General He, none of these flours belong to me. You have moved them away. How can I explain to the master?"

"That's your business!"

"So, General He won't give me a way out?"

"You want to die or live, what does it have to do with me? But, this general can show you a way out, the little girl outside the mill is your daughter, right? You dedicate her to this general, everything is easy to talk about!"

The uncle suddenly seemed to go crazy, jumped up and tore open several bags, and threw the bags into the air with his hands, and the flour in the bags fluttered down like a heavy snowfall.

He Zhen covered her mouth and nose, and said in a low voice, "Are you crazy? I think you are courting death!"

The uncle yelled at the door: "Xiao Erhei, close the door, and then take your mother and Lian Er and run away. Uncle will die with this thief. I hope the Bodhisattva will bless you both to survive!"

After Xiao Er closed the door with a bang, He Zhen pulled out the knife, turned around and saw her uncle smiling through the swarming flour, and lit the fire pocket.

Bang!
There was a loud bang, followed by a wave of heat and a huge explosion in the room.

He Zhen was blown to a bloody mess, her eyes widened before she died: "Flour...how could it...explode?"

Everyone in modern society knows that this is a dust explosion.Xiao Erhei's uncle naturally didn't know the principle of dust explosions, but there was a strict rule in their line of work that it was not allowed to light open flames in the warehouse where flour was piled up.

His move violated the rules of the industry, but he regained his dignity as a human being!
And to bring He Zhen to be a ghost to accompany the dead, this life is worth it!

(End of this chapter)