The night passed, and early the next morning, the Shioto cooks who went to the beach to take advantage of the high tide to fetch water discovered that there was something like a wooden stake erected on the beach on the endless beach.
At first everyone thought someone had erected a log on the beach.
Unexpectedly, the cooks who carried the water were so frightened that they sat down in the tide after seeing the [wood] clearly.
Some women with rough skin even screamed.
The screams attracted people carrying water into the brine pond.
When they looked closer, they discovered that the wooden thing was actually a person whose feet were tied up and buried in the beach from the waist up.
Several young men bravely dug through the sand and dug out the man.
The moment the face was revealed, someone exclaimed: "It's Aunt Zheng! She belongs to Uncle Zheng's family!"
At this time, the clever person discovered that Lao Zhengtou did not go to work early this morning.
Soon some of these people rushed back to inform Lao Zhengtou.
But when these people arrived at Lao Zhengtou's home, they found that the house was empty, with no one around. There was only a rotten wooden door that had been kicked down by violence.
Just when everyone gathered in a circle and looked at the miserable state of Lao Zheng's family, a voice suddenly came: "Why the hell are you gathering around here? Don't you want to go to work today?"
Everyone turned around and saw that it was the kitchen leader Lu San.
No matter the men or women at the scene, they all trembled and lowered their heads after seeing Lu San.
Lu San came closer and found that it was a female corpse, especially the head below was buried under the beach. It had become white and swollen due to the sea water. When he saw this, he suddenly felt bad and cursed: "The one who stepped on the horse, a It’s so unlucky early in the morning! Find two people to take her away and bury her quickly!”
Finally, there was a bold and timid voice in the crowd: "Master Lu, this is the mother-in-law of Lao Zheng's family. Someone has already gone to look for Lao Zheng. Should we wait until the family members come?"
Lu San was furious when he heard this: "This fucking dead person is soaking on the beach, and the salt you boiled is fucking stinky. Hurry up and carry it away for me!"
After hearing this, everyone looked at each other and selected two people to carefully carry Lao Zheng's wife back.
When Lu San saw that the crowd still refused to disperse, he whipped out his whip and slapped these gangsters on the face more than ten times without looking at them. There was a look of hatred, but no one dared to speak out.
Lu San was tired from the beating and cursed: "You bastards, you are renting my brine pond, burning my reeds, delaying the production of salt, I will kill you, why don't you hurry up and do it for me" live!"
Hearing this, the crowd began to move slowly.
At this moment, suddenly a kitchen soldier not far from the shore came knocking with a gong. The man shouted while knocking the gong: "Send one person from each hall to the courtyard in front of the farm director's house. There is good news..." "
When Lu San saw this, he smiled and went to inspect other places with his hands behind his back.
The people here, who had just been in shock, sent several representatives to gather in the drying area in front of Chief Dou's house.
By the time everyone from all the halls under Lu San arrived, the drying area was already crowded with hundreds of people.
The crowd gathered together and talked about it, wondering what good news there was.
At this time, Lao Zheng disappeared, and the news that his wife was inserted upside down on the beach spread.
On weekdays, Lao Zheng was truly respected among these poor households. People lamented the death of Lao Zheng's wife and were also worried about where Lao Zheng had gone.
At this stall, the gate of Dou's courtyard opened, and about forty salt soldiers suddenly emerged from inside. These salt soldiers carried swords on their waists and chains in their hands, and surrounded the crowd with fierce looks.
The cooks felt bad when they saw this, and the discussion became louder.
After a while, the ambassador of the Tea House, Dou Matong, walked out of the courtyard surrounded by the stove leaders and armor chiefs.
Just as he stood still, Director Dou got straight to the point and told the story of lowering the price of private salt to 2 cents per catty.
As expected, the crowd started to talk.
Dou Matong looked at the crowd coldly, and after a while, when the crowd's chatter gradually died down, he clapped his hands.
At this time, a group of salt soldiers, in groups of two, each dragged more than 20 people out of the courtyard again.
Everyone took a closer look and saw that the dying old man with gray hair at the head was not in front of Lao Zheng?
"Yes, it's Lao Zhengtou!"
"What...what's going on?"
"Look, the monkey is among them!"
"Hong Laizi is here too!"
The crowd was surprised to find that the people who were dragged out were all the people who usually spoke and acted fairly among the Kuhaha people.
In their hearts, these people are the uncles and elder brothers, the brothers who lead everyone to endure these dark days.
But now, they, they were all tortured like skinned frogs.
Director Dou was very satisfied with everyone's reaction.
He said calmly: "This group of people got together last night and tried to collude with Lei Jun in Jiangyanpu to rebel. Now I have killed them all!"
"What? Uncle Zheng is such a kind person on weekdays, how could he be a bandit?"
"Monkey is going to get a wife next month. Say he is a bandit? Bullshit!"
"This is a false accusation!"
"Yes, this is a false accusation!"
Seeing that the crowd was restless again, Director Dou sneered: "Do you think they were framed?"
The crowd was silent, but the hatred in everyone's eyes told Douma Tong that they were trying their best to endure.
Dou Ma Tong didn't take it seriously. He had never seen such a look in his eyes.
What do these bastards dare not do to him?
Dou Ma Tong said: "To tell you the truth, yes, I framed them, how about it? Now there is no judge stationed in the Lianghuai Salt Division. If I talk here and spit out my words, I will be your god. Do you understand? ?”
After a short break, he continued: "Besides, this time the private salt will be purchased by the market, that's..."
When he said this, he cupped his hands toward the north and said, "That is what His Majesty the Emperor and his old man want. Do you still dare to rebel?"
Seeing that the crowd was still silent, Dou Ma Tong thought that everyone was frightened when they heard what the emperor meant. He said proudly: "That's it. From now on, two cents per catty of salt, don't be lazy for a month, and work hard for me." , worked hard to show off, and made money to buy new clothes for my wife and children..."
Before he finished speaking, someone in the crowd suddenly said loudly: "I bought your mother's stupid clothes. My whole family went into battle and there wasn't enough food and drink. Where can I get more salt for you?"
"Who! Who was talking just now? It's the man who stands up, don't hurt other people!" Dou Ma Tong's face turned red after being scolded, and he rushed into the crowd like crazy, looking for the person who had just spoken.
Unexpectedly, at this time, someone else was scolding: "Fight with these idiots like Te Niang, these people don't treat us as human beings, and we will hold them to death!"
"coax……"
People wanted to explode, and those standing on the outside tried to grab the weapons from the salt soldiers, while those standing inside even pushed Dou Matong to the ground, punched and kicked him.
Chaos... madness... frustration suddenly erupted like a volcano at this moment.
"Old thief Dou has been beaten to death!" Someone shouted.
Things got serious, and the Zaotou, the armor commander, and the salt soldiers who had been trying their best to save people just now were stunned for a moment.
At this time, someone else in the Zaoding group cursed: "Go to hell, kill these people, brothers, run away!"
