Chapter 2496 What’s the Point of Living Like This?

Originally, Yingzhou believed in Buddhism, and most of the people they talked about were gods and Buddhas.

But then it was the Demon God that they talked about.

The Demon God's position and name are naturally familiar to them.

A commoner who was standing by the city gate was leaning against the wall in fear. After hearing the name Xing Hebo, he slowly left the city wall, walked to Xin Chao's horse, and then slowly knelt down.

"Demon!"

The general at the top of the city ordered: "Open the door, I will go and verify it myself."

"Sir, wasn't it announced the day before yesterday that Uncle Xinghe was coming to our place?"

The general ignored him and went straight down to the city.

Someone said: "What do you know? Uncle Xinghe attaches great importance to military discipline. If we open the door and let people in without verification, you will definitely be in trouble."

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The general left the city and arrived in front of Fang Xing with Xin Chao.

When he saw the more than a thousand people in neat formation, the general had already confirmed Fang Xing's identity.

No one can imitate the array of Jubaoshanwei.

Even if the Xuanwu Guard and other experienced firearms guards came, they could not imitate the indifference.

That is the confidence that comes from winning every battle.

"Your Majesty, Meng En, has met my uncle."

Fang Xing did not dismount and said, "It's a good thing you didn't open the city gate wide, otherwise your journey in the army would have come to an end."

"Enter the city!"

The array moved forward slowly, the city gate opened wide, and the common man ran in frantically.

"The devil is coming!"

Yingzhou has long abolished the original language, but after all, time is still short, so when this familiar but unfamiliar language sounded in the city, the pedestrians on the street were stunned.

The conquerors and murderers of Yingzhou are coming.

It was he who revealed those secrets in one fell swoop,

Let there be no more gods in Yingzhou.

It was he who wiped out those famous names in Yingzhou and allowed Yingzhou to return to peace.

The army entered the city slowly, their steps still so calm.

The sound of neat footsteps gradually approaching, a gun being fired on the shoulder, and many Yingzhou locals nearby knelt down.

Fang Xing rode his horse forward slowly, watching people kneeling on both sides. Most of the people standing were immigrants from the Central Plains. They were all looking at Fang Xing and the array with fervor at the moment.

Move forward like an array entering a wall!

"Demon!"

An old man knelt on the ground piously, and then prostrated himself on the ground.

Fang Xing shook his head slightly.

A standing commoner shouted: "The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"

This is a cry of superiority.

"The Ming Dynasty will be victorious!"

Amid a burst of cheers, Fang Xing was thinking about the issue of fusion.

The natives are in awe, but the immigrants are proud. How to transform awe into pride requires consideration from all aspects.

Chen Jie, the chief envoy on the left, and Yu Cheng, the chief envoy on the right, appeared in front.

Fang Xing dismounted, Chen Jie cupped his hands and said, "We haven't seen him for many years. I'm glad that Uncle Xinghe is still as charming as ever."

Fang Xing cupped his hands and said, "Master Chen has been in Yingzhou for many years and has brought back a chief envoy for the Ming Dynasty. His contribution is to Sheji."

The two of them smiled at each other, both feeling a little sad.

Yu Cheng cupped his hands and said: "Uncle Xinghe, your reputation can stop children from crying at night in Yingzhou. Now that you have landed again, it is a great thing for us!"

Fang Xing exclaimed, "But the place is not peaceful? I would like to see if my men can still kill the enemy!"

"Uncle, are you here to suppress them?"

At this time, a man who looked like a businessman asked loudly from the side.

Fang Xing glanced at it and asked calmly: "What's going on?"

Yu Cheng's face turned livid and he shouted: "Fight him out!"

The two clerks got wooden sticks from nowhere, rushed over and beat the man until he ran away with his head in his arms.

"I'm calling you nonsense! I'm calling you nonsense!"

The two officials shouted while fighting: "We are all one family, how dare you, a crazy person like you, come here to seek death? Get out!"

The businessman probably realized his mistake, so he pretended to be crazy, running and screaming.

"He's smart!"

Chen Jie watched the businessman go away and said in a low voice: "Everyone who immigrated here has been told by us that at least on the surface there can be no mistakes and they must be treated as a family."

This policy was correct. Fang Xing nodded and asked, "Then what happened to him?"

Yu Cheng took the question and said: "After Yingzhou returned to the Ming Dynasty, a lot of gold and silver were produced, so many businessmen in the Central Plains thought that there was gold and silver everywhere here, and then..."

"You have too much ambition but too little power, you are too anxious!"

Fang Xing said: "These people are scum and will do bad things. If they are not willing to find work, then just send them back to the Central Plains."

Chen Jie nodded and said, "You can't let a rat droppings ruin a pot of soup."

The atmosphere turned a little gloomy. Fang Xing cupped his hands on both sides and said, "Fang came here to see everyone. Now that everyone is having a good time, Fang is satisfied and will go back later."

No one responded to this, because immigrants didn’t know how to reply.

The local people felt relieved, but they couldn't say anything to persuade them to stay.

Two locals stood at the back. One of them lowered his head and whispered: "The Qilang in front is the boldest. He often praises those small officials and makes disgusting remarks casually, just for a job. But look at him kneeling there now." I don’t dare to say anything, which shows that the demon god’s momentum in Yingzhou is so fierce that no one dares to offend him.”

His companion said in a lower voice: "Hengji, stop talking, be careful of those people staring at you."

Heng Er sneered, "I went to cooperate before the Ming army entered the city, so they recognized my property and land, but last time I heard that the Ming people began to clear the donated land. There is not much land in Yingzhou, and I guess if they force it down, the land passed down by their ancestors will also be taken back."

His companion buried his head even lower, seemingly respectful, but the gradually sharp words were malicious.

"Your family has a lot of land, which is a thorn in the eyes of the Ming people, Heng Er, the Ming people are vicious, they will kill you and play with your women and daughters, so you'd better run away early."

Fang Xing in front had already mounted his horse and left, and the locals who were kneeling on the ground stood up one after another, and then said that they were lucky to see the demon god.

Heng Er said, "If you are extremely scared, you will worship him as a god. What else is possible with such a character?"

The companion poked Heng Er, then turned around, and Heng Er followed behind and said, "Thank you for your reminder."

It turned out that just now, a person came out of the store behind them, and he was obviously a local.

If he heard those words before...

Heng Er glanced at the patrolling soldiers on the street and felt that he was probably going to be confiscated and exterminated.

The companion in front looked around and whispered: "Look at those people. They have reduced taxes now. They wish they were born into the Ming Dynasty. The beating of the merchant before was also an act. If our merchants said something taboo, the whole family would disappear quietly later, so... Heng Er, give up those unrealistic ideas, live well, maybe there will be a chance in the future."

Heng Er lowered his head and said nothing, but his clenched fists revealed his mood.

The companion sighed: "Your father died in the chaos that night, but you can't be sure that it was the Ming army who killed him. That night was in chaos..."

"Yes, I can't be sure."

Heng Er's eyes gradually calmed down.

"But the disaster was caused by the Ming people. That great disaster changed the color of the entire Yingzhou."

The companion glanced at the team of soldiers in front of the left, nudged Heng Er with his shoulder, and the two walked to a street on the side.

This street is more bright.

A small river divides the long street, but a small bridge makes the division more poetic.

The willows sway like drizzling rain.

Yokoji stood by the small bridge and said melancholy: "What's the point of living like this?"