"Steamed buns, are you not convinced?"
Zhao Tiezhu deliberately teased him.
Unexpectedly, this man stopped paying attention to him and stared at Lou Yushu, only focusing on drinking and eating meat.
The sharp-eyed Zhao Tiezhu discovered that he seemed to be hiding something under his gown. It looked like a short musket...
After thinking for a moment, Zhao Tiezhu had a guess.
At this moment, Lou Yushu, with big red flowers hanging on his chest, was toasting table after table on the street.
"Eat and drink well, everyone!"
The people's faces were smiling and flattered.
But I felt like mmp in my heart, and I sent greetings to all the Lou family members.
They don't understand any big principles, but they know who is good to them and who is bad to them.
The reputation of the Lou family in Suzhou and Hangzhou is such that dogs would shake their heads after looking at it.
Now that the Ming army is here, they want to give the Lou family a high official title.
Well, in a dozen years, all the land that can be cultivated in Suzhou and Hangzhou will belong to the Lou family.
Will the people still be alive by then?
Wang Zaihan watched the people whispering among themselves and secretly pointed at the Lou family.
I knew that I couldn't play it anymore, and if I played New Daming again, the reputation would be ruined by him.
It was almost time. Wang Zaihan had a glass of wine and came to Lou Yushu.
"Mr. Lou Ge, I offer you this glass of wine."
"I wish you... to bring shame to the people!"
Lou Yushu didn't react for a while, and kept saying "Okay, okay" thanks to the strength of the wine.
"Do it!"
"boom!"
Wang Zaihan threw the wine glass in his hand, pulled out his pistol and fired at God.
The movement immediately attracted people nearby.
The soldiers of the 3rd Brigade had already surrounded the area, and when they heard the gunshot signal, they all took action.
Those who ransacked homes, those who arrested people.
Many gentry have sobered up from drinking. How can this be a celebration banquet? This is clearly the Hongmen Banquet!
Everyone ran away, but were soon blocked back by the soldiers.
Most of the people were also panicking, fearing that these soldiers would hurt them.
There were also many smart people who stepped forward to help the Ming army arrest people, including that man.
"What are you doing? Are you going to rebel?"
Lou Yushu was so drunk that he didn't even think about the Hongmen Banquet when he saw this posture.
The smart man racked his brains to figure out who in the Ming court wanted to harm him.
He is the elder of the pavilion!
There isn't much that can be done to him in the court.
Are they officials from various ministries? Is it Admiral Shen Yulong? Or Kong Er?
Lou Yushu's eyes lit up and he angrily yelled at Wang Zaihan: "Okay, I knew that Kong Er had no good intentions and sent you to frame me!
I advise you to take care of yourself. When you meet the Holy Spirit, I will tell you that you will die badly with just one piece of complaint! "
Lou Yushu said harsh words.
Wang Zaihan's expression was extremely exciting.
Even though death is imminent, he is still immersed in the fantasy of joining the cabinet.
However, there was a gentry beside him who was sweating profusely with anxiety, reminding him in horror.
"Oh, my dear Mr. Lou, you are so drunk that you are confused. Why can't you still understand the situation?"
"What kind of banquet is this? It's clear that the Ming army wants to kill a big family!"
"I will donate, I will donate 1 million taels to the Ming army."
"I will donate 2 million taels!"
"Me too!"
The gentry clamored for donations to save their lives.
Wang Zaihan rolled his eyes at them.
You are confused. If I kill you, the money can still be copied.
Money orders may not be found in full, but gold and silver are different. Metal detectors teach you how to behave.
Lou Yushu was trembling, his mind was still a little confused, and he couldn't tell what was going on for a while.
How can we have a nice celebration party and suddenly ask for donations again?
"Pa~"
Wang Zaihan slapped him in the face with a slap in the face, showing no respect for the elderly or the young. Half of Lou Yushu's face became swollen.
Lou Yushu was stunned.
The groggy head also woke up.
He watched as countless Ming troops began to tie up these gentry and landlords. The scene of He Shen's house being ransacked in Jiaqing was still before his eyes.
"This, this, this... entering the cabinet... you lied to me?"
Lou Yushu pointed at himself, his expression dull.
"What do you think? Now that you're sober, you shouldn't be stupid anymore, right?"
Wang Zaihan slapped him away again.
"I have obsessive-compulsive disorder. I see you are bigger on one side and smaller on the other. It's asymmetrical and makes me feel uncomfortable all over.
Tie them all up for me!
His mouth was blocked to prevent him from crying and howling for a while. "
When the people saw that the Ming army was serious, they happily stepped forward to help.
Of course, punches and kicks are inevitable in the process.
The young men were dragged out of the house, and one of them still had cooking cakes in his mouth.
Wang Zaihan raised his eyebrows.
Don’t forget to eat cake?
"Come here, feed the young master some cakes! Eat 100 cakes per person!"
He called some soldiers and gave some instructions.
Afterwards, Wang Zaihan jumped up to the table, took out a small notebook from nowhere, and called on the people to follow his lead.
"Dear fellow citizens, I came back from Ming Dynasty to do three things.
Landlord fight! Divide the fields! Punish evildoers! "
Then, the charges were read out.
We must let the people know how evil these dog-like landlords are.
At this time, there were nearly 60 million acres of cultivated land in Suzhou and Hangzhou, including 12 million acres of fine farmland.
These fields will supply 15 million people in the entire region, and the Manchu Qing Dynasty will also mobilize a large amount of grain to be shipped to the north to make up for the huge food gap in the north.
On the surface, the people's lives are pretty good. After all, the fishery here is also very developed.
However, it is now a feudal society.
After 170 years of land annexation in the late Ming and Qing Dynasties, how much land is actually in the hands of the people?
The landowners in Suzhou City alone own nearly 10 million acres of fertile land.
If you include rural landowners.
I am afraid that not even one out of ten farmers who have land in their hands can survive.
In the entire Suzhou-Hangzhou area, it can be said that everyone is a tenant.
When this terrible data was read to the people, everyone fell silent.
They have personal experience and know that the landlords are hateful and that the people are worse off than dead.
I didn't expect the situation to reach such an alarming level.
Not just land grabbing.
There are also bullying of men and women, killing people at will, and forcibly collecting miscellaneous taxes...
It can be said that as long as it is evil, these people have done it.
As Wang Zaihan read out.
The people were angry, and everyone roared with red eyes.
"Kill them!"
"Cut them!"
Wang Zaihan almost gritted his teeth and told the contents of the small book.
At the end, he read out loud the original text of Zhu Zaiming's telegram:
"Labor is the most glorious. Working people create the value of the entire society with their hard-working hands. They are heroes and the glory of civilization. They should be remembered by history.
However, this achievement, which no one can ignore, was stolen.
Stolen by landlords, gentry, aristocratic families, wealthy families, and even emperors.
From their birth, every hair of these people is dripping with the blood of working people and filled with the dirtiest things in the world.
What to do with these people?
I can't think of any way to get the best of both worlds.
Then, we can only ask them to die! "
Wang Zaihan took back the small book and looked at the angry people with red eyes and the landowners kneeling like quails.
He came to Lou Yushu, and in his frightened, begging for mercy, and resentful eyes, he pressed the pistol tightly against his head.
"I said I'd make your liver and brains go to pieces, and I'll keep my word!"
"Bang~"
The pistol bullets bounced back and forth in Lou Yushu's head, turning his brain into rotten tofu.
He slowly fell to the ground with his eyes wide open, red and white bleeding out.
He was really confused.
The signal for execution was given.
I remembered the "crackling" gunshots on the street.
And the sound of the people roaring like a tsunami.
"Long live the Ming Dynasty!"
"Long live your Majesty!"
…
"Long live the people!"
