Originally, Yingzhou believed in Buddhism, and most of the people who spoke of it were gods and Buddhas.

But later they were talking about the demon god.

The position and name of the Demon God are naturally familiar to them.

A commoner who stood by the city gate and did not leave was leaning against the wall in fear. After hearing the name Xing and Bo, he slowly left the city wall, walked to Xin Chao's horse, and then slowly knelt down.

"Demon God!"

The general at the city wall shouted: "Open the door, I will go and verify it myself."

"Sir, didn't someone report the day before yesterday that it was Xing and Uncle who wanted to come to our side?"

The general ignored him and went straight to the city.

Someone said, "What do you know? Xinghe Bo emphasizes military discipline the most. If we don't verify it, open the door and let people in. Adults will definitely be unlucky."

...

The general left the city and went to Fang Xing with Xin Chao.

When he saw the more than a thousand people in an orderly array, the general had already confirmed Fang Xing's identity in his heart.

No one can imitate the Jubaoshanwei array.

Even if the firearm guards such as Xuanwu Guard who had experienced the battle formation came, they could not imitate them indifferently.

That is the confidence brought by victory in every battle.

"Meng En, the lower official, have met Mr. Bo."

Fang Xing didn't get off the horse and said, "Fortunately you didn't open the city gate, otherwise your road in the army would be over."

"Enter the city!"

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

"The Demon God is here!"

Yingzhou had long abolished the original language, but the days were still short, so when this familiar and unfamiliar language rang in the city, the pedestrians on the street were stunned.

The conquerors and killers of Yingzhou are here.

It was he who uncovered the secrets in one fell swoop, leaving Yingzhou without any gods.

It was he who cleared out the famous names in Yingzhou and allowed Yingzhou to return to peace from then on.

The army slowly moved into the city, but its pace was still so calm.

The neat footsteps gradually approached, and with a gun on his shoulder, many locals in Yingzhou knelt down next to him.

Fang Xing rode a horse in front and watched the kneeling on both sides. Most of the immigrants from the Central Plains were watching Fang Xing and the array.

Arrays into the wall and move forward!

"Demon God!"

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

Fang Xing shook his head slightly.

A standing people shouted: "The Ming Dynasty is a thousand victories!"

This is a cry of superiority.

"The Ming Dynasty has won thousands of victories!"

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

Locals are awe, but immigrants are proud. How to transform awe into pride needs to be considered from all aspects.

There appeared in front of the left governor Chen Jie and the right governor Yu Cheng.

Fang Xing dismounted, Chen Jie bowed and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, Xinghe Bo's style is still the same, so I can be happy to congratulate you."

Fang Xing bowed and said, "Mr. Chen has been in Yingzhou for many years and has exchanged a governor's office for the Ming Dynasty. His contributions are in the country."

The two of them smiled at each other, both sighing.

Yu Cheng bowed and said, "Boy Xinghe, your reputation can stop the child from crying at night in Yingzhou. Now that I have landed on the shore again, it is a great thing for us!"

Fang Xing said, "But the place is not stable? That uncle wants to see if his men can still kill the enemy!"

"Master, are you here to suppress them?"

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

Fang Xing glanced at him and asked lightly: "What's going on?"

Yu Cheng's face turned pale and shouted, "Go out!"

The two little officials got the wooden sticks from somewhere, rushed over and beat the man so hard that he ran away.

"I told you to talk nonsense! I told you to talk nonsense!"

The two minor officials fought and shouted, "It's all a family. How dare you come here to seek death if you are so crazy? Get out!"

The businessman probably realized his mistake and pretended to be crazy, running and shouting.

"He's smart!"

Chen Jie looked at the businessman away and whispered: "We have explained that we immigrated, at least we can't make a mistake on the surface, we must be regarded as a family."

This policy is correct, Fang Xing nodded and asked, "What's going on with him?"

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

"You are very good at seeing others, you are so anxious!"

Fang Xing said: "This kind of person is a scum and can make bad things. If you don't want to find something to do, you will just send it back to the Central Plains."

Chen Jie nodded and said, "You can't let a piece of mouse shit break a pot of soup."

The atmosphere was a little darkened by this. Fang Xing bowed to both sides and said, "Fang is here to see everyone. Now that we are seeing everyone's life is good, Fang is satisfied and will go back later."

No one responded to this, because Immigration was because I didn't know how to reply.

The locals felt relieved and couldn't say anything to keep.

Two locals stood behind the side, one of them lowered his head and whispered: "The Qilang in front is the most courageous. He often praises those minor officials and says he can just say something for a job. But you see that he is kneeling there and dare not say anything, which shows that the demon god's momentum in Yingzhou is so sharp that no one dares to offend him."

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

Heng Er sneered: "I cooperated before the Ming army attacked the city, so they recognized my property and land. But last time I heard that the Ming people began to clean up the land they donated. Yingzhou was already in a small place, so I guess I would force it down, and the land passed down by my ancestors would also be taken back."

His companion buried his head lower, seemingly respectful, but the gradually sharp words were filled with viciousness.

"You have a lot of land in your family, but it's just a thorn in the eyes of the Ming people. The Ming people are vicious and will kill you and play with your women and daughters, so you should run away earlier."

Fang Xing, who was ahead, had already gotten off, and the locals kneeling on the ground stood up one after another, and then talked about the luck of seeing the demon god.

Heng Er said: "If you are afraid to the extreme, you will be regarded as a god. What is the possibility of such a character?"

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

It turned out that just now, there was a person coming out of the store behind them, and it was obvious that they were locals.

If he had heard those words before...

Heng Er glanced at the soldiers patrolling the streets and felt that he was probably going to be searched and exterminated.

The companion in front looked around and whispered: "Look at the people. They have reduced taxes now and wish they were wise since they were born. The businessman was beaten and acted. If our businessman said something taboo, the family would disappear quietly later. So... Heng Er, give up those unrealistic ideas and live well. Maybe there will be a chance in the future."

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

The companion sighed: "Your father died in the chaos that night, but you cannot be sure that it was the Ming people's army that killed it, and that night was in chaos..."

“Yes, not sure.”

Heng Er's eyes gradually calmed down.

"But disasters were caused by Ming people. That great disaster changed the entire Yingzhou."

The companion glanced at the sergeant in front of the left, and raised his shoulders with his head. The two walked to a street next to him.

There is a little more glorious on this street.

A small river separates the long street, but a small bridge makes the partition more poetic.

The willows are swaying like silk rain.

Heng Er stood by the small bridge and said melancholy: "What's the point of living like this?"
Chapter completed!