"Do you still want to continue to endure the whippings of the imperial court? Don't you want to stand up and become your own masters?" Zhang Jiao stood on a stone platform in the middle of a small village with his saliva flying.

"I have never heard such an impassioned speech from my eldest brother!" Zhang Bao was so excited that he almost burst into tears. Together with his radiant voice, it definitely highlighted his inner admiration.

Zhang Han glanced at the audience:

A naughty child took off his pants and was squatting on the ground to relieve himself. Of course, his eyes were looking at Zhang Jiao.

An extremely slovenly old man in ragged clothes, with messed up circulation, peeled the peanuts in his hands and said to Zhang Jiao: "This is my chance to make a big splash!"

An aunt was holding a wooden bucket filled with freshly washed clothes in her arms. Her expression was very excited, as if Zhang Jiao's words had reached her heart.

...

"Uh, Brother Jiao, I don't know how to communicate with you for a moment. But look, if we find more mature men in the village to listen to your speech, the effect will be better?" Zhang Han suppressed his anger and said

Zhang Jiao said.

Zhang Jiao turned around: "Oh? You mean my speech can't impress them?"

Zhang Han: "No! Of course I am moved! It is absolutely shocking and the language of ghosts and gods is howling! But, I think, there are too few people who are moved at present, and... these few can't fight no matter how they look at it.

!”

Zhang Jiao: "Although a man does things informally, I think what Bing Liang said this time is very reasonable!" As soon as Zhang Jiao finished speaking, Zhang Liang and Zhang Baoma came up behind Zhang Han and beat his shoulders and legs, and kept repeating:

"I will have to rely on you for support from now on!"

Zhang Han almost collapsed and said: "Our first task now is, of course, to find a way to let the people in the village listen!" As soon as Zhang Han finished speaking, he saw Xiaoliu had already come down from the stage: "What's so difficult about this?"

I saw Xiao Liu taking off half of his clothes, exposing his shoulders, adjusting his luck, and yelled: "Indecent!"

Half an hour later...

"The imperial court oppresses the people, and young ladies like this have to live on the streets. What hope does our country have? Do you still want to continue to endure the imperial court's whipping? Are you unwilling to stand up and become the masters yourself?" Zhang Jiao's saliva spattered,

Standing on the stone platform.

Zhang Han glanced at the audience:

The place was already overcrowded at this moment, and the audience was packed with young men from the village! Some were riding on the backs of others, some were lying on the ground, and some were struggling to stick their heads out from among the people... Some were stepped on,

Some were put on stretchers, some were covered in blood, and some were covered in white foam.

However, after listening to Zhang Jiao's speech, everyone seemed to have no reaction!

Seeing that the situation was not good, Zhang Jiao hurriedly shouted: "Do you want the government to take away your fields?"

Continue to sink.

"Do you want the government to take away your dolls?"

Continue to sink.

"Do you want the government to take away your... wine?"

Continue to sink.

"Damn it, these guys who have been stabbed a thousand times deserve to be farmers for the rest of their lives!" Zhang Han thought, and Zhang Bao couldn't bear it anymore. He rushed to the stage and shouted: "You want the government to take away your women?"

What?!"

The audience held their breath for a moment!

then...

"What! Steal my woman! How dare you steal my woman before I get married?"

"What? Take away the child's mother? Then who will do the housework in the future!"

"What? I'll fight them for taking away my old woman!"

"Fight! Fight! Fight!"

There was a roaring tsunami and the whole village was boiling!

"Nima, this is okay, it's really a scam!" Zhang Han was dumbfounded. But at this moment, there were three or five people in the crowd who looked dignified and did not follow the crowd.

One of them spoke softly to the people around him and said: "It seems that everyone is relieved that this miscalculation was made. I didn't expect that this kid was a rebel! Thinking about it this way, the assassination of the emperor is also true! Let's take action tonight. If we can capture these few

Chief, our days are going to be smooth sailing!

That night.

"The villagers are so enthusiastic! They have asked to join our Yellow Turban Taoism! And now they have arranged accommodation for us! How considerate!" Zhang Liang said, pinching his nostrils.

"Yes, the people are so simple. We don't have much money, but we still have to settle in such a spacious place to rest. It's really embarrassing!" Zhang Jiao sighed as he looked at the bright moon in the sky.

"Sorry, what do you mean by your sister! This is a pig roll, okay?!" Zhang Han shouted angrily with his hands full of pigweed.

"Well? You can't say that!" Zhang Jiao was about to continue, but Zhang Han continued: "A real man doesn't stick to trivial things! Holy shit!"

Can you change your lines? Although you were a walk-on during the Three Kingdoms period, you still have to come up with something new, right? Instead of performing a gorgeous pole dance, you should at least do some magic that can change the wind and rain! You always do this here, don't you?

It’s a reliable thing. When the time comes, I will definitely stay away from you, so that when the world crusades against you, I won’t be implicated!

Zhang Hanru thought.

"I hate it, it stinks here. I can't stay here! And I'm still hungry now." Xiao Liu complained coquettishly, covering his nose.

Zhang Liang chuckled: "What's so difficult about this? Just wait for Brother Liang to help you get a bottle of perfume to drip!"

Zhang Han: "Please, this is a rural area, you treat it as a farmhouse! Return the perfume!"

Before he finished speaking, Zhang Bao appeared in front of everyone with two baskets of cooked meat in his hand. It was okay even though he didn’t have anything to eat. When he saw the meat, Zhang Han felt a little hungry: "Brother Bao still has a future.

!Where did you get the meat?”

Seeing Zhang Han praising him, Zhang Bao replied proudly: "I was so hungry just now that I climbed over the wall and entered a house. I wanted to take some cooked meat and leave, but I didn't expect that the owner of the house noticed me."

Zhang Han: "Damn it, with your IQ and eloquence, in such a difficult environment, you can still escape with cooked meat? Could it be that you sold your soul?"

Zhang Bao was puzzled: "What's so difficult about this? Just knock him out and take it away!"

Zhang Han: "...Wait a minute, you mean, you stole meat, you were caught, and then you knocked out the owner and came back with the stuff? Oh my god, you call this a home invasion robbery!"

Zhang Bao: "Yes, it's not a good thing after all. I have received my retribution. I was very hungry just now, so I started eating by myself. Unexpectedly, there was a newborn baby in that house who kept crying and making me noisy.

I had no interest at all, so I took the meat and came back."

Zhang Han: "What? A newborn baby? You knocked out the owner and took away the food. If the mother has no milk, who will feed the baby? Please return this meat to me quickly, I won't eat it!"

No one knows how to eat!...Brother Jiao, do you listen to me?"

Zhang Jue was munching on the cooked meat that Zhang Bao brought back. He smeared his mouth with grease and said seriously: "Humph! Zhang Bao! This is your fault!" After saying that, he took another big bite and said, "I brought too little.

It’s over!”

Zhang Han collapsed: "Didn't you say you wanted to stand up for the people? Why did you bully the people instead?"

Zhang Liang answered: "If we don't have enough to eat, who will help the people?"

Zhang Han was extremely helpless. Only now did he understand that the peasant uprising was indeed a kind of resistance of the common people against feudal society, but this resistance had strong limitations! Because the leaders of his group were of too low a class, they were acting

The goal is very narrow. Perhaps such behavior can win people's hearts in the short term, but over time, it will not achieve the goal of common prosperity and will naturally fall apart! Why do I suddenly look like a professor? I was originally a beast!

Zhang Han was about to continue questioning, but he saw Zhang Jue suddenly approached the makeshift candle, blew it out and whispered softly: "There is someone!"

After a moment, Zhang Jiao said loudly in the darkness: "Since you dare to come, but you don't dare to meet? How can you be a hero?"

Zhang Han: My nun sister! That’s nice to say, so why don’t you blow out a fucking candle!

I saw several dark figures side by side opposite the dark pig roll. One of them replied: "We are officials of the imperial court. Today we were ordered to capture a man named Zhang Han. We don't want to disturb the people, so we take action now. Anyone who knows what he is looking for can hand over this man."

, otherwise I will kill you without mercy!"

Zhang Jiao touched the beard on his chin. At this moment, his figure was extremely tall, which showed the courage of the Taoist boss of the Yellow Turban: "Zhang Han? Humph, you want to catch someone from me? This is impossible! Passed on.

How can I hang out if I go out?"

Black Shadow: "Don't toast and eat as a penalty!"

Zhang Jiao immediately turned around: "My lord, my lord, what I'm saying is that Zhang Han is right here. He's just doing it in the dark, so we can't do anything about it, right? Let's put some light on it, and it won't be too late to catch him." After saying this, suddenly

Then he changed his tone of seriousness and justice: "But... you can only do it, I can't help! Otherwise, others will really think that you have captured someone from me!"

Forget it, the candles were lit again, and the shadowy figures vaguely appeared. They were indeed five middle-aged men in official uniforms. But what surprised everyone was that there was no trace of Zhang Han in the pig roll behind him.

In the woods at dark night, a man was running desperately.
Chapter completed!