Chen Zilong and his group walked east after leaving Jinzhou. Because the governor Fang Yizao had already secretly reminded him of the border posts, Zhou Yuanzhong, Chen Zilong and others were all unobstructed.

Going east to Jinzhou and crossing the Daling River, there is the vast and plain Liaodong Plain. A group of people drove a cart and ran on the old official road full of weeds. They saw the vast wilderness, but the fields on the roadside were barren and grass were growing. On both sides of the official road, there were always abandoned ruins of villages, with ruins and ruins, and many bones and skeletons filled it.

Seeing this desolate scene, Chen Zilong felt infinite sadness and regret, and sighed in his heart.

As the Ming and Qing dynasties confronted each other in western Liaoning became longer and longer, the two sides began to acknowledge the exchanges between the smuggling caravans.

The generals in western Liaoning had to use private caravans to smuggle the Qing Dynasty in exchange for extremely valuable furs, east pearls, birds of prey, ginseng, deer antlers and other items, and switch to obtain huge profits, so as to offset the lack of Liao's salary and enable the Ming army in western Liaoning to maintain it.

The Qing Dynasty in the east needed these Ming smuggling caravans to bring food, utensils, cloth, oxen, salt and other materials to themselves to supplement the shortage of their own production materials and better nurture the country's population and strength, so that the number and combat power of the Qing army could be continuously increased.

It was precisely because both sides of the Ming and Qing dynasties had complementary trade needs that they turned a blind eye to these smuggling caravans.

Although Chen Zijing and others encountered some Qing army raiders in the wild, they saw the smuggling flag approved by the Qing court, and saw the smuggling flags that were high in the car. After the car was filled with wheat sacks, the huge riding bows on their backs and saddles were inserted into bulging quivers. The fierce and ferocious Qing army raids did not make things difficult for them. After circled around the cart and observed for a while, they waved their hand and let them go straight east.

Soon, the weather became darker. Because the moonlight was unclear and the road was not visible, everyone was resting in a dilapidated temple on Gaogang next to the official road.

As the guards began to cook noodle porridge and feed the mules and horses, Zhou Yuanzhong and Chen Zilong sat down accordingly, chatting with each other.

Along the way, Chen Zilong's view of Zhou Yuanzhong has changed a lot from his initial disgust and disdain, and his pungent smell of Zhou Yuanzhong was gradually tolerated.

Therefore, the two of them sat opposite each other around the fire.

"Zhou Leshi, where is your hometown?" Chen Zilong asked.

Zhou Yuanzhong smiled bitterly, and he rolled his white eyes and didn't speak for a long time.

Chen Zilong was stunned. He didn't know where his words touched the scars in Zhou Yuanzhong's heart, and even made him speechless.

After a long time, Zhou Yuanzhong spoke: "Sir Chen, Zhou is from Shenyang."

Chen Zilong said oh, and said, "It turns out that Master Zhou is from Shenyang, but when did he come to Jinzhou?"

Unexpectedly, Chen Zilong's words opened Zhou Yuanzhong's words. He sighed and said, "Nothing is going to happen tonight. Since Mr. Chen is so interested in Zhou, would you like to listen to Zhou's life experience?"

"Students would like to hear the details."

Zhou Yuanzhong smiled and a vicissitudes of life surged on his face. He sighed: "Zhou was in his forties. He was born in Shenyang almonds at the end of Wanli. He had parents and wives and children at the bottom. He had a small restaurant at home. The family lived a stable life. Who knew that in the early years of the Tianqi period, the old slave launched an army to capture Shenyang and Liaoyang. Most of the soldiers and civilians in the city died under the sword of the Tartars, and all my family and young were killed. At that time, the reason why I could escape was that I happened to leave at that time.

I went to the countryside market to buy vegetables and goods, but I escaped this disaster. Later, I sneaked back to the city to find the corpses of my parents, wife and children. However, I had not found the corpses, but encountered the Qing army patrolling soldiers. Because I suspected that I was a spy from the Ming Dynasty, I beat them up. The reason why I was blind was that I was blinded by these beasts until I was beaten so hard that I could not move. The Qing army suspected that I had been beaten to death, so I stopped and ordered people to throw them out of the city and put them in the same place with the beheaded people, and prepared to bury them together after dawn."

When Zhou Yuanzhong said this, his face became even more terrible. He paused and said again: "Who knew that my life would never stop. When I was dying, a beggar who was ordered to come to collect the body, I found that I still had a breath, so I became kind and rescued me secretly. Then I hid in a cave and kept it in a recuperating for many days before I could get up and walk. Later, this benefactor recommended me, who was already blind, to a restaurant musician who was famous for singing and singing, and asked me to learn to sing music for a living. I then became a disciple, ate the bowl of rice singing and playing music, and had been wandering from the sun to Jinzhou for nearly twenty years."

Hearing this, Chen Zilong sighed with a sympathy and a long sigh.

Zhou Yuanzhong continued, "Later, because my little song was famous, I was favored by Jinhua Building, the largest restaurant in Jinzhou. There were many high-ranking officials and nobles in this restaurant. On the occasion of the previous year, when the governor of Liaodong, Mr. Fang, saw that I sang clearly and had a passion for talent, he became interested in me and asked me to talk. Because I responded appropriately and had a calm attitude, Mr. Fang admired me even more, so he often came to the restaurant to listen to my singing. Until a few days ago, Mr. Fang specially invited me to the mansion and asked me to entrust important matters for peace talks. I was quite hesitant at first. Because of his lack of talent and blindness, he wanted to refuse. Later, he heard from Master Fang that it was just a person who was not outstanding in appearance that he could negotiate with the Qing court without showing off. Moreover, if the Qing army could stabilize the Qing army, our Ming official army could calmly eliminate the bandits in the country, and then send troops to the north to recover Liaochen. Yixue hatred for losing the city and land that year. When Master Fang heard Master Fang's words and talked so hard, he made up his mind to go to the Qing court to seek the opportunity to negotiate peace with the Qing court, so that we could rest and recuperate and cheer up again."

Zhou Yuanzhong finally sighed and said, "For the past twenty years, Zhou has dreamed of his dead parents, wife and children almost every night. He thought he was a useless person and could not avenge them. He felt like a knife! If the Ming Dynasty could revive and regain Liao Chen, Zhou would be able to take revenge. Even if he died ten thousand times, he would still be laughing at Jiuquan."

Looking at the hopeful look of the blind Zhou Yuanzhong, Chen Zilong's eyes were filled with tears. He said loudly: "Sir Zhou, don't worry, my Ming Dynasty is full of talents and vast territory, which is not comparable to that of a small country like the Qing barbarians! As long as there is a time to revive, and then clear the demonic atmosphere, the Ningjingyu can wipe out all the Tartars and bandits!"

That night, Zhou Yuanzhong and Chen Zilong chatted until very late before going to bed.

After resting in the dilapidated temple for one night, everyone stood up when they dawned and all the people headed east again.

Five days later, the group came outside Chenyang City.

When we arrived at a single arrow outside the city, we saw blacksmith shops along both sides of the official road, and a large number of Han blacksmiths were striking ironwork, creating armor, swords, horses, and other objects. There was a team of Jurchen cavalry, wearing red tassels, round hats on the head, hanging a big knife on the waist, carrying a long bow on the back, patrolling back and forth on the official road to maintain order.

Soon, they found Zhou Yuanzhong, Chen Zilong and others who were heading towards the east gate. So they immediately came over. As soon as the two men approached, a strong man with a hat and a top bead appeared from the cavalry. He looked like the leader and asked loudly at Chen Zilong in unskilled Chinese language: "Well, how did you come to Shengjing?"

After hearing this person's interrogation, before Chen Zilong answered, Zhou Yuanzhong, who was beside him, shouted loudly: "Hmph, we are envoys of the Ming Dynasty. We came to see your Qing emperor, but we had important matters to discuss with him."

The strong man was shocked when he heard this. He looked at the blind Zhou Yuanzhong up and down, thinking that he was cheating on himself. Anger suddenly surged on his face. He immediately turned over and got off the horse, drew his sword, and walked over angrily.

"Well, you dare to make fun of me. It's so great that you can't bear to be brave. Grandpa will bear you now!"

The strong Qing Dynasty man shouted angrily, and the sharp waist knife in his hand was about to chop Zhou Yuanzhong's head.

"stop!"

Zhou Yuanzhong shouted quickly, and quickly took out the document from his arms and shook it in the air: "You can see clearly. This is a letter written by the governor of Liaodong, Lord Fang. I want me to submit it to your emperor directly. If you kill me and miss the major affairs of the two countries, I am afraid I can't afford it!"

The strong man's waist knife suddenly stopped in mid-air.

He carefully scanned the handwriting on the envelope with his puzzled eyes. Although he was still shocked and suspicious, he did not dare to really treat Zhou Yuanzhong and the others.

The strong man pondered for a moment, then inserted his knife into the sheath and shouted, "Barma, I didn't expect you to be a little brave. Well, where are you here? Then there will be officials to examine you, but you will know after asking. You are not afraid that you will escape. Let's follow me into the city and I will take you to the palace."

Chen Zilong and his group, led by the strong braided man, entered Shenyang City. They looked coldly all the way and saw that the streets were crowded with people, and the bustling crowds were extremely lively. Pedestrians, vendors, merchants from the south and north, as well as the wild Jurchens and other tribes in the Heilongjiang River Basin, all wore strange clothes and walked high in the streets. Except for everyone dragging a big braid behind their heads, this Tokyo city seemed to be more vibrant than the Liaodong Han city. The vigorous momentum of the emerging dynasty was far from comparable to the Ming Dynasty, which was sunny.

However, seeing such a prosperous scene, Chen Zilong's face looked contemptuous.

He sighed in his heart that when it comes to prosperity and prosperity, Shenyang City is far inferior to Chifeng City, a major commercial city of Li Xiao. There are many small merchants on the streets, but there is no large-scale wholesale and trade market like Chifeng City. Because it is an inland city, there is no need to have a prosperous and busy trading port.

Therefore, along the way, including Chen Zilong's two guards, they were just curious about the men on the street wearing braids.

A guard grinned and said, "Damn it, this Qing Tartar is strange. A good man didn't tie his hair and his forehead was shaved. He shaved his hair in the middle of his head. He made a braid in the shape of a woman on the top of his head. This is really weird and weird, and ugly."

Although Chen Zilong agreed in his heart when he heard the words of the guard, he knew that saying these words in this heart city of Tartars was a desperate attempt. So he hurriedly glared at the guard, who was frightened by his fierce eyes and stuck out his tongue and quickly remained silent.

Everyone followed the soldier out of the gate, but they heard a loud noise coming from the street not far away. The Manchu yelled loudly, and the soldiers laughed wildly, mixed with a faint crying sound, which made them look harsh.

Everyone was wondering, but they saw the Manchu cavalry leading the way in front of them clamping their horses and running towards the place where something happened.

Chen Zilong originally did not want to meddle in other people's business, but now he had no choice but to drive a cart and follow him forward.

After passing the corner in front of me, Chen Zilong and others looked closely and immediately saw fire in their eyes. Everyone was extremely angry. The guards and others had already pulled out their swords and wished they could rush forward to fight immediately.

Hundreds of Manchu officers and soldiers gathered on the bustling street, surrounding all the pedestrians on the street. Each soldier was holding big swords, and the soldiers on the outside even took bows and arrows to shoot and kill the people who were about to escape at any time.

It turned out that it was Beizi Nikan, who was bored in his spare time and took his personal soldiers to the streets to patrol. On this street, he found several beautiful Han women. Unconsciously, he felt lustful. Nikan, known as the crazy prince, had plundered thousands of people, but how could he care about the Han people who regarded him as pigs and dogs? He was immediately sent to take those women back to his house on this street. Unexpectedly, two of them were accompanied by their families. Even when they started arguing with Nikan's personal soldiers, the soldiers were fierce and fierce. Seeing that these Han people dared to resist, they immediately raised their swords and cut the people into pieces. For a moment, the road became a slaughterhouse, and blood and flesh flowed all over the street.

The Han people on the street were frightened and angry. A few brave men pointed at the personal soldiers and started to scold them. However, the soldiers didn't even say anything. Anyone who had something to say was a knife. Later, they became more and more ill, but even the Han men who were standing were not spared. They waved their swords and slashed over, killing their heads so hard that they rolled.

After killing more than a dozen people, thousands of people on the street were extremely frightened, and some people wanted to seize the way. But those personal soldiers who were sweeping behind the formation were reluctant to give up the opportunity to kill. They immediately took the bow and shot at the fleeing Han people. The personal soldiers who were extremely skilled in shooting skills were mostly strong bows and long arrows. One arrow shot over and one person was shot through the chest. The Manchu soldiers under Nikan killed so many Han people, but they were nothing, laughing and laughing at each other for not being good at shooting skills.

When Chen Zilong and Zhou Yuanzhong and others came, the street was already stained with blood from the Manchu and Han people. No one dared to move or stand. Everyone knelt in the middle of the street, waiting for the Manchus who held the power of life and death to fall.

The women who were captured were all dressed in disheveled clothes and appeared in shame. Although they were alive and had no obstacles, they were all pale and trembling.

They knew what a tragic fate they would be next.

After being tired of Nikan and his personal soldiers, he would reward him with the lowest-level bannermen or coat slaves. From then on, he would have no hope for life and death.

Seeing such a tragedy happening in front of him, Chen Zilong's teeth quaked, and he finally couldn't help but shout angrily: "Is there any other way to kill the people in the street?"
Chapter completed!