"There is a saying in Nanjun, the bird flies against his hometown, the old man is nearly eighty years old, as early as more than ten years ago, he has begged for bones, resigned from his official position, teased his grandson at home, and enjoyed the joy of family, but now, he suddenly wants to drive me out of the plaque and leave my hometown?"

On the last day of February, in Yunmeng Township, south of Anlu County, the atmosphere was extremely tense, and more than 100 families in the entire Li were ordered to gather in Limen. Only Yan Xu, the most famous old man in the township, sat in the hall with a dove cane, and no matter how the officials persuaded him, he didn't move half a step!

The relocated officials sent by the county knew that Yan Zhen was once the third elder of the county, and he was still the master of Heifu Xuelu, and he was highly respected, as long as he said that he would take the lead in leaving, the migration of the entire Yunmengxiang would be much easier, so he persuaded Yan Zhen bitterly:

"Yan Weng, Your Majesty Jiawu Zhonghou died for the country, and it is a great honor to build a black platform in Guanzhong, move to Anlu to live, and guard the tomb of Wuzhong Marquis."

"When I went to Guanzhong, tens of thousands of people in Anlu were at the feet of the Son of Heaven, and they were registered in the capital, but they were not much more noble than the poor countryside? I also hope that Yan Weng will go out and say a few words, so that the villagers can go on the road together. ”

Yan Zhen is not the kind of old man who is fooled with a few good words, he sneered: "Hugh said that thanks to the Deze of Wuzhong Hou, the wealth of our county is no less than that of Guanzhong, even if it is really poor, it is also the hometown, the son is not ugly, and the dog is not poor!" Forcing us to migrate, this is not right for you! ”

The county official persuaded again: "There is an order from the imperial court, Yan Weng was once the third elder of the county, and he should lead by example." ”

Yan Zhen still shook his head: "As far as the old man knows, there are not a few officials who do not obey the seal, and the officials are also suspended by the people, and they follow the law and order, and they should do what is beneficial to the people of the county, but this time the relocation of the people is strange inside and out." ”

He pointed to the half-planted field outside and said: "A county at the end of the good end, there is Yunmeng in the south, and there is Beiwei Mountain in the north, with convenient boats and cars, and abundant products. Seeing the busy season of spring ploughing and farming, but the people are asked to leave their hometowns and move away, and they are not compensated for our houses and furniture, the old decay has lived for so many years, and I have never heard of such an illegal thing! ”

"What's more, I heard that General Feng ordered people to be arrested in the whole county, and taken to the county seat, and those who did not want to leave burned down the houses and forcibly tied them to ropes and took them away, and many people fled to Yunmengze and became dead...... Is this a reward? I think it's more like a relocation! ”

The county officials denied it again and again: "This is Your Majesty's edict, Yan Weng must not talk nonsense." ”

Yan Zhen took the case and said: "Hugh has to deceive, more than ten years ago, I saw the Chu State Jiangnan relocated captives, and like us, they were forced to migrate, helping the old and the young on the road, but they are all the remnants of the Six Kingdoms who are restless, and now, His Majesty the Emperor regards the loyal people, the fellow villagers of the Marquis of Wuzhong, as people from foreign countries?" ”

After finishing speaking, Yan Zhen tilted his head, held the dove cane in both hands and said, "Do you want to go away?" Unless you kill me and carry me out sideways! ”

At this time, the county official was speechless, so he could only secretly curse and toast and leave the door.

After a while, a five-hundred-hundred-lord under Commander Feng Jing walked in with his subordinates and asked:

"Yan Xu, are you really not leaving?"

Yan Zhen raised his chin proudly, and his goatee trembled slightly: "Don't go." ”

The five hundred lords were furious: "Okay, tie it up, throw it on the ox cart and take it away!" ”

Several soldiers stepped forward, and Yan Zhen immediately jumped up, dancing with the dove cane in his hand, and beckoned to the soldiers!

"I'm the one in the plaque!"

"The three elders of Anlu County!"

"It's the master of the Marquis of Wuzhong!"

"Even if the Anlu County Commander sees me, he has to make a gift to his nephew and nephew, and see who dares to touch me!"

The soldiers were afraid of hurting this old bone, and they were all a little hesitant and worried, and for a while they were forced to retreat by the dove staff, until the five hundred lords gave another death order, and everyone rushed up and held Yan Zhen down!

"Let's go!"

Ignoring the pleading of Yan's children, Sergeant Guan pulled Yan Zhen out with his hands and feet, and the old man's feet were off the ground, but his hands touched the doorpost, and then he grabbed it!

He will not leave his house, the old home where he was born and raised, the cemetery that has been arranged, and his old wife is still waiting for him inside......

The five hundred lords scolded incessantly, and asked the soldiers to break Yan Xu's hand.

It is difficult for one person to defeat four hands, let alone an old man of seventy or eighty years old, how can he defeat a strong soldier?

But he still tried his best and blushed.

"The bird flies against its hometown."

"The fox is dead...... Bishou Hill! ”

The hand was broken, Yan Zhen's strength was also leaked at once, and when he was dragged to the car by the soldiers, he only lay on it limply and couldn't move, his eyes turned up, his mouth opened slightly, and the family members stepped forward to sniff, only to find that Yan Lao had died of anger!

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Yan Zhen is a respected old man in Anlu County, and the Yan family is one of the best families except for the Wei family and the Li family, and even their family can kill people because of forced eviction, not to mention others.

Yunmengxiang is on the verge of Daze, hot and humid, so Liyi is selected in a high dry place, in front of each door, often planted a big banyan tree as a symbol, the branches are luxuriant like a car and horse canopy.

The banyan tree is the shrine god of the villagers, after each of them is born, their parents will be taken inside and outside to thank the banyan tree, let the locust tree see the new life, give them blessings, no disease and no disaster.

When the children of Yunmengxiang were young, they played under the trees almost every day, rested, enjoyed the shade, took a nap, often climbed the tree to pick leaves to whistle, and ate tree fruits to satisfy their hunger in the famine season, and the fruits were sour and smelly.

And every time there is a festival, they will drape the banyan tree with silk cloth and satin, light a bonfire at night, and drink all night under the banyan tree to celebrate. When it is time to die, the coffin has to pass under the banyan tree and be buried in a place where the banyan tree can be seen.

The dead are inseparable from the banyan tree, let alone the living.

Chinese Anlu County has been relocated in ancient times, and like Yan Xu, almost no one in the entire Anlu County is willing to leave their hometown, and some violent incidents have occurred in the forced relocation of people in several townships in the north of the county earlier, and many people have fled to Yunmengze. In order for the forced relocation to proceed smoothly, Feng Jing asked the officials of Nanjun to deceive the people and declare to the residents who did not want to leave: If they did not want to move, they could gather outside the big banyan tree in Geli on the last day of February to count them.

As a result, on this day, the people who believed that the government had promised the truth came to the banyan tree, but they were besieged by the army and forcibly moved away, and those who refused to accept it were beaten and whipped, no different from the prisoners.

When the time of parting came, many people went to touch the big banyan tree, just like a wanderer who wants to leave his hometown and want to touch and hug his parents, and dragged the banyan tree's whiskers for a long time.

When the soldiers could not be driven away with their clubs, they drew their swords, cut off the beards that the people were dragging on, and drove them away.

The county citizens can only comfort themselves like this: "The banyan tree is divided into male and female, the mother tree will grow beards, will blossom and bear fruit, and the beards will grow into new banyan trees when they fall to the ground. ”

In order to prevent escape, the soldiers tied up the villagers and then connected them with a long rope and escorted them on the road.

The big banyan tree in my hometown is gradually out of sight, only the beard in my hand.

But what awaits everyone is a more cruel nightmare, in order to facilitate care, the young and strong tie a rope, the old and weak women and children tie a rope, there is no shortage of old and sick people who have only walked for a while and fall halfway, but the soldiers will not pity them, most of them are thrown on the side of the road and left to fend for themselves, their families are tied to the rope, pulling forward, can only keep turning back, watching the old man being abandoned.

During the escort, there was a lot of separation and blood and tears.

On the way to the county seat, the county people sighed for a long time.

In the past decade, Anlu County has developed well, with ditches and waterwheels built everywhere in the county, and the widespread compost and manure have doubled grain production, and there is almost no freezing or hunger.

Under the guidance of the Heifu family, the burgeoning sugar cane plantation and brown sugar industry have boosted the county's economy. Many people even have some surplus money at home, and their small days are much more nourishing than before reunification. In Nanjun, Anlu people go outside, whether they are in business, in the army, in labor, or in farming, they are all highly respected, after all, who doesn't know that Anlu is Heifu's hometown?

But now, they are in such a situation.

"Didn't His Majesty the Emperor personally go to Anlu and commend Marquis Wu Zhong? Why did the government suddenly turn its face and treat the Anlu people so harshly, as if we were thieves? ”

This question lingered in the hearts of An Lu's people, but now it's too late to regret it, if he knew this, he should have fled to Daze like those who don't believe in the official mansion.

"If the Marquis of Wuzhong is still ......"

As they went, someone began to mumble to themselves, how much they missed Hef.

"That's right, if Marquis Wuzhong is still here! With him sheltering the Anlu people, who dares to treat us so harshly, who dares to let the villagers who have always been good and law-abiding suffer such a crime! ”

It's a pity that Marquis Wu Zhong has been killed in battle, wrapped in horse leather, and can no longer return home.

There is no one who can protect the county's fathers and elders......

However, just when everyone was desperate, pulling a long snake-like team and marching to a mountain forest on the edge of the river, they heard a shout of killing in the reeds!

A group of seven or eight hundred, lightly armed with swords, slaughtered violently, like eagles and falcons pounced on rats, directly killing the escorted soldiers, and also broke through the long queue of relocation.

They either fought with the soldiers, fought each other in close combat, or quickly helped the father of Yunmengxiang cut the rope in his hand, and when the other party was a little stunned, he said in the earthy Anlu dialect:

"Let's go!"

Only then did everyone react, and they pulled their legs and ran towards Zezhong.

Contrary to the direction in which the common people fled, a group of people poured out of the water, all armed with sharp blades, and behind them, with the rhythmic beat of drums, like the stars holding the moon, a procession also appeared in front of everyone.

But I saw that at the head of the team were two nine-foot men, holding flagpoles, each on the left and right, and the pole was torn with a plain white long cloth.

A literate man looked at it, but saw that the white cloth on the right read, "The traitorous minister kills the king, usurps the throne, and does not mourn"!

And the one on the left reads: "The soldiers of the Southern Expedition are clothed with secret edicts and are difficult to be punished!" ”

In the middle and back, there is a big flag, with five characters on it:

"Marquis of Great Qin Wuzhong!"

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PS: Chapter 2 is before 12 o'clock