What made Zhao Yingong think most deeply but never leave him, and deeply intoxicated and immersed in it was something that looked quite new but had been rubbed back and forth and mottled.

That is the excerpt from the later generations of "Analysis of All Classes in Chinese Society" and "The Hunan Peasant Movement Inspection Report", which was renamed as the booklet of "Analysis of People's Work and Classes".

The beginning of the article is: "Who is our enemy? Who is our friend? This question is the primary issue in transforming the world."

"In the past, everything from the struggle and resistance of the people came from the people was little. The basic reason was that they could not unite their true friends and attack their true enemies."

"Under the small peasant economy, the vast majority of farmers who live at the bottom of society are actually ignorant and numb and afraid of change... Although they are always the first group to resist in all dynasties, under various injustice and cruel exploitation, as long as there is a possibility and sign of ease, they will continue to sink and endure it..."

"Businessmen are the most active group in time, but they also have the least moral and ethical bottom line. As long as there is a slight chance of pursuing profit, they will go around the road and buy and sell everything in the world that can be used as a valuation, even if they are hanging their own ropes... "

"The handicrafts and small workshop owners in the town are bound and bound by professional guilds and have their personal relationships and economic sources. They are self-confidence and do not want to make progress."

"Scholars in troubled times are also called groups that are differentiated and seek out ways. Scholars from families and families of officials should not be able to violate class attributes, and often steal names and deceive the world under the banner of pity for the people's livelihood."

"However, once their vital interests are touched, they will immediately reveal their true colors, and they will firmly and cruelly maintain the interests of their class; they will treat everything without mercy and cruelty, and dare to rise up and overturn the humble existence of vested interests and the current situation."

"Although the vast majority of scholars from poor backgrounds have many sympathetic to the sufferings of the people and learning from them, most of them have weaknesses and compromises that are quite afraid of violent changes. They always like to rely on wishful thinking at the least cost or not to bleed; to impress the greedy and superiors and give up some of the benefits of exploitation and exploitation. Many people ultimately pursue self-deception and continue to fool and maintain the painful and desperate situation."

Not far away from him, another temporary discussion group composed of a small group of people was also amazed and amazed; they looked quite surviving with a certain kind of stiffness, roughness or toughness that lacked constraints. However, new generals who came from other rebels and were selected to join this training class.

"This is the technique of slaying dragons, even the most superficial part, which is also teaching everyone how to compete for people's hearts and auras; he actually dared to let it go so easily as a well-known thing..."

"Is that person so arrogant? Aren't he afraid that after these things spread, they will fall into the hands of people who should not have, and will hinder his great cause?"

"Silly, this is awesome mind and great courage. Since they are not afraid or care that these things are scattered everywhere, they are naturally confident that they have corresponding countermeasures and control methods. It doesn't matter to you, those of you little thoughts and distracting thoughts."

"This is the confidence and evidence for being a master of a generation. Isn't it worthy of our followers and respect and respect? Is it so foolish to give up this great opportunity and future, and you still expect to bring this thing back and throw it back?"

.........

On the walls of Stone City in Jiangning City, the rushing river and the whirling river wind serve as the background.

With a certain curious mood of Li Gui, Zhou Huaian also met this so-called "members". A thin and slim monk with no age, wrinkled face full of sorrow and stunning appearance;

"In the Xu family, I have seen the big leader Wan'an..."

Zhou Huaian had already roughly understood the causes and consequences before he was brought about. This Xu Zhong was a rare strange man known as a "poetry monk" in this era. He was also a close friend and close friend of Zheng Gu, a famous quail scholar in the contemporary literary world, and the censor Sikong Tu, the palace assistant censor.

However, because the court issued a generous reward a few days ago, the people and things related to him, the "rebellious Monk", were found in the world. The local officials were eager to seek credit and achievements, and regarded the person who lived in seclusion in the countryside of Yuanzhou and was quite famous in the "empty" of the Dharma name, and used the rumor as a hidden accomplices and internal supporters who spread the rumor, and caught and tortured them and asked.

Then as the rebels approached, they escorted him as some kind of credit certificate and were escorted to the Zhenhai Jiedushi as a lie. As a result, halfway through the rebels who were rising from all over the country, they were left in Jiangning City by chance. So, there was such a coincidence.

"The nobles who have released the wrongs and released all the innocent great kindnesses, and those who have given up their own hearts should remember them."

Xu Zhong asked with a soft voice with a down-eyed look:

"Now I am in trouble, please ask the great leader to remember that I am old and unbearable. I am released into the mountains and forests and wish to pray for the rest of my life."

"How can this be done? Doesn't Buddhism talk about cause and effect the most? Since you suffered this unrestrained disaster because of me, you will naturally have cause and effect with me and the rebel army. Naturally, you must arrange corresponding methods and means to compensate."

Zhou Huaian waved his hand and interrupted him without any doubt.

"So before paying for this period of cause and effect, don't consider whether you retire to the mountains and forests, avoid the world's Qingjing, or something. You should stay honestly among the rebels and wait for the corresponding arrangements."

"By the way, since you are known as a contemporary poet monk, have you known Pi Rixiu, and Lu Guimengbu? Now they are all under my command to do things for the people of the people; I believe that you will have a deep common language with them with the compassionate heart of monks to spread the world."

"By the way, you claim to be a poet monk for a while, you can have many old friends who have had contact with me, and you can also name me to see if anyone can come out to do things for the rebel army and promote the purpose of the suffering people in the world..."

Zhou Huaian's intentions were not aimless. Before, he had asked someone to come to him to read a few works, and felt that when the poem was used to express his ambition, this guy was still a rare stream of clear water in this dirty world; although there was always a plot of avoiding the world because of monks.

In his early years, this guy really hid in the mountains to build a house and practiced in seclusion, and also educated the people of the nearby countryside. This was the crime of "demonic and inciting the foolish people". He was also a little advanced intellectual in Buddhism, and he was completely different from the so-called "high monks and great masters" who have gained fame and attention in the prosperous and prosperous city and have the responsibility of whether the temple is grand or not.

However, Xu Zhong was stunned by this statement, and was dumbfounded. He said in his heart that he had never seen such a shameless and righteous person. However, he consciously resisted and incompetent will only harm this body of skin. He smiled helplessly and clasped his hands together and said:

"The leader is so kind, I am really nothing to say. I can only ask for it from what I want."

But he bowed his head and asked again.

"It's just that I don't hurt Boren, but there is Boren, but it's difficult for me. Although I am unwilling to make offerings on the vest, I still inevitably implicate and hinder the wealth of several old friends in the past. I also asked the leader to give him some kindness and be able to wait for an opportunity to rescue him or release him, so why should the release give up this bag to repay him?"

"It's easy to say, I believe there will be some news soon..."

Zhou Huaian thought for a while and suddenly remembered that in fact, the territory of Yuanzhou where he was arrested, except for a few rural forts that he had no time to care about, most of them were under the control of the Taiping Army.

Therefore, this is just a small task; it is also a good result to obtain a well-known "Poetry Monk" as a mascot on the table. At least in the spiritual and cultural field advocated by the Taiping Army, it is also a secret and a back-up.

As the saying goes, the truth that blessings never come in singularity, Zhou Huaian soon received bad news.

"The rebels fighting in the south suffered great defeats at the cities of Jintan, Yanling, Lishui and Liyang..."

"What, Jurong City has also been lost..."

Zhou Huaian could only secretly curse the MMP. The combat effectiveness of most rebels is really bad, and it completely broke the lower limit that people are looking forward to.

"The Gai Dutong's main team under Qu'a City has sent people to break through and ask for help from us."

What a joke? The other party's army is known to be several times more than it is, and it will be surrounded by people... This makes people wonder how to complain.

"We have already defeated at least several people here. Where did so many government troops appear?"

......

In Jurong City, the newly recovered official army, the government army that entered the city first could not wait to plunder and rob the people everywhere under the banner of eliminating the thieves.

Even Ding Congshi, as the chief general, had no intention of restraining or restricting them at all, because this was one of the benefits and prerequisites that he promised and agreed to drive them to work hard in advance.

Looking at the groups of women carrying large and small bags, holding animals or dragging crying, shuttled back and forth between the streets and alleys; or wandering on the streets and knocking on the windows from time to time, once they find something happens, they will break in without hesitation, which arouses a scream, crying, or the officers and soldiers who are full of bad luck and fresh blood on their bodies, retreating in disappointment.

Especially a new soldier who had not yet lost his childishness and was only as old as a middle-aged man, with many evil-shaped soldiers and old soldiers shouting and cheering, walked out of a shop with a flushed face, and was chased out by a naked woman, crazily shouting that she was scratched and bitten, and her face was irritated and slashed her face with blood;

Not only did Ding Congshi not only did not get angry or scolded him, but even showed a kind of remembrance and understanding expression.

Because he also remembered his experience in the early years of joining the army. Was he or she at the age of fifteen, he became a village soldier who rose up with his uncle joining the Pang Xun Rebellion; then he was recruited and summoned to the Changzhou Tuanzheng; and his not very beautiful first experience was in an unknown village woman.

Then he followed the battles of the government army, and continued to slaughter and slaughter the endless hungry people, thieves, and even local groups and soldiers from other towns. The taste of women he could taste also ranged from slutty village women to jaspers in wealthy households; to the ladies of rich gentry, the folks in the Jiaofang and the courtyards... and even the Guiyuan of the official family, have encountered...

As long as he can still hold the knife and the chaotic times continue, he will naturally send all kinds of women of identities to him after destroying his family. This is also the life that the local soldiers who have been accustomed to from the head of the sword for generations.

But after walking for several blocks, he mediated and dealt with several different government troops. After the conflicts and conflicts arose due to the uneven division between them and the unfair division, he never saw the incense tables that were expected to be presented and used flowers and colorful tables to welcome the gentry and virtuous existence of the government troops.

"Is it possible that there are ignorant things everywhere in this city?"

But his followers were crossing the line and complaining uncontrollably.

"At this point, no one has ever shown any thanks and rewards to the army. We have been wasting our hard fighting and driving away the thieves' hard work."

However, at this moment, Ding Congshi became more and more cautious; because this situation was too unusual. Then he sent someone to open a large mansion with a sealed seal and the inside was already covered with a mess.

Then, from the crowd that was gathered inside and frightened, I finally found a servant and an old man related to this family. Then I learned a huge bad news from the extremely shocked and incoherent story of the other party.

It turned out that the people in Rongcheng who were slightly more important were all robbers who came to the door according to the household registration and map. The family was searched one by one, and almost all of them were escorted out of the city without missing a trace.

Therefore, in the rich mansions and official residences in the city, there were only some slaves, servants and others who were forcibly dismissed by thieves but were unwilling to leave; and some were people from distant clans who escaped by chance. Or were poor and poor men who were displaced in the city, taking the opportunity to occupy the nest of the vultures.

After chopping and venting a group of mud legs that defiled the nobles' residence on the spot, Ding Congshi remembered another thing and quickly ordered to the left and right:

"Let the troops in the city stop..."

"I'm afraid this is something wrong, but I promised them to do it."

A subordinate next to him suddenly spoke out and dissuaded.

"If it's inappropriate, it's time for me..."

Ding Congshi showed a rare and stern attitude.

"Just take my personal guards, and those who dare to push and pull and delay will be punished severely."

“This…this…”

However, the left and right subordinates looked at him hesitantly, but he was reluctant to move his steps. After all, they were ordered to return to Ding Congshi's command, so the authority to impose prohibitions was somewhat insufficient.

"You short-sighted things,"

Ding Congshi couldn't help but become more and more angry and didn't even beat him, but he could only scold him with great sincerity.

"The gentry and officials in this city who can work together and work for us are gone. The warehouse is empty, and this is already a huge trouble."

"If they can continue without restraint, they will not even keep much of ordinary people. Could it be that we will get an empty dead city as a place to stop and eat."

"In a deeper way, after these household registrations are out of the way, what will we rely on to support food and clothing in the future, and who will we expect to pay for food and money to go to service..."
Chapter completed!