Chapter 101 Demonic Realm
At first, the innate sense of awe that ordinary farmers had towards the wealthy country gentry still had some effect. From the mouths of the older generation, they know that those wealthy households are often the fourth or fifth generation, or even the fifth or sixth generation who have been diligent and thrifty to become what they are today. And most of them themselves have indeed received favors from others: not to mention the relief in disaster years, during the busy days of farming every year, the meals of long-term and short-term workers will definitely include meat - and the owner's family, except for the three festivals and two birthdays, often eat at other times. All are vegetarian. If you really encounter any emergency or disaster, you can always come to your door for help. Since ancient times, imperial power has not been in the countryside. For two thousand years, the stability of the grassroots social order has been maintained by the squires.
Everyone has his own destiny. If a person has a good life, it is because he has done good deeds in his previous life and was arranged by the Lord of Hell to be reincarnated into a good family. Accept your fate with peace of mind, do more good deeds, and you will be blessed in the next life.
That's what the old people say.
However, Mr. Qian said that these are all fake!
After the Yangzhuang people rushed into the already messy Yang Yuan's house, although they didn't see any gold or silver, the soldiers couldn't move the remaining grain, but there were still a lot of white and yellow flowers scattered in the warehouse! Everyone rushed to carry it to their homes. There were also some people, such as Yang Shitou, who was the timidest and was afraid of breaking his head if a leaf fell. They just watched, hesitant and did not dare to take action. However, whoever takes advantage of you deserves to continue to starve if you dare not take action! After four or five days, Yang Shitou was so hungry that he couldn't stand it anymore. He went to Ma Laoqi, who had moved the most, to borrow food. He spat on his face with thick phlegm and drove him away with beatings and scoldings. Everyone in Yangzhuang felt that Ma Laoqi was a bad guy. Lao Qi did the right thing - you didn't move when everyone was taking action, and now you are so shy that you come to borrow food? Be a good person yourself? Why!
Although they now have food in their stomachs, most people in Yangzhuang still feel as if a big stone is pressing down on them, feeling unspeakably awkward. If they met each other in the village head ridge, if it were in the past, when the family had more than a hundred kilograms of grain in storage, they would have happily chatted for a while, but now they would lower their eyelids, lower their heads and walk away silently.
Fortunately, this feeling of depression did not last long.
Zhang Mazi came to Yangzhuang again in a high-spirited manner, beat gongs and drums, gathered the young and old in the wheat field, and gave Ma Laoqi twelve taels of silver in public, and then said that this was Master Qian's reward for reporting Yang Bully to him. The bright white and bright two official silver ingots dazzled the eyes of the people in Yangzhuang under the sun, making many people feel like "I had known that this would be considered a meritorious service to the imperial court, wouldn't I be able to...". In the minds of the bankers, although Yang Yuanwai seemed to be a good person, the government made a completely opposite conclusion. Mr. Qian is undoubtedly right - can the government be wrong? I am just an illiterate peasant, and I must have been deceived by this man named Yang! So Ma Laoqi looked much more pleasing to the eye.
Zhang Mazi came with Mr. Qian's secret agent, Mr. Kang. When everyone was firmly pinned to their heels and minds by the two fifty-tael silver ingots, Master Kang cleared his throat and spoke. After all, he is a scholar. Master Kang’s difficult-to-understand Jiaodong dialect immediately penetrated everyone’s hearts: Young and old men of Yangzhuang, Mr. Qian knows that your life is hard! But, have you ever thought about it - you didn't deserve to suffer like this! They were all harmed by the local tyrant and evil gentry named Yang!
Shocking...
Master Kang had been away for a long time, and everyone was still standing there dumbfounded. Every one of Master Kang's words was like a hammer, hitting everyone's hearts hard.
"You work from dawn to dusk, but you don't have enough to eat and don't wear warm clothes. Has that person named Yang ever been to the ground or been exposed to the scorching sun?"
"You have seen with your own eyes the grain piled up in Yang's home. He has never carried a hoe. Where did he get so much grain? Isn't it all grown by you?"
"You have planted grain, but you want to give it to Yang Heixin for free because you think the land belongs to his family, and it is natural and rightful. But, do you know how his family's fields came from? It's not all his ancestors who deceived others. You robbed others and deceived them to take it by force! Otherwise - why have your ancestors worked with their backs to the sky and the earth for generations, but all the good land was taken by other people?"
"Your baby is cutting pig grass, and his baby is studying. When the Black Heart baby grows up, he will still bully your baby just like he bullied you!"
"Yangzhuang Yangzhuang, are you really all sheep, to be slaughtered by that black-hearted guy?"
One hammer after another, the big stone that was weighing heavily on everyone's hearts was smashed into pieces and disappeared without a trace - it turns out that we did the right thing! These grains are ours!
Lord Qian and Master Kang are simply living Bodhisattvas who descended from the mortal world to save people in need!
Yangzhuang is a small village with more than a hundred households. According to the Ming Dynasty's Baojia law, every ten families have one Ajia, and every 100 households have one Baojia. The former Baozheng of Yangzhuang was naturally Yang Yuanwai. Yang Yuanwai's home was ransacked, and Master Kang asked Ma Laoqi, who had made great achievements, to be the guarantor on the spot.
The small fire in the hearts of the people of Yangzhuang burned into a raging fire. The only family in Yangzhuang that could be burned was turned into ashes. So under the leadership of Ma Laoqi, the fire quickly spread to Zhaozhuang, Xuying and Dongying. ...spread.
Soon, all the wealthy gentry households in the surrounding suburbs were dispossessed. Although this was a devastated year of famine, most people still lived a good life with fine food and meat for every meal.
albeit briefly.
Many people are farming again, and large tracts of farmland are deserted there. Travelers often have to walk for a long time before they can occasionally see scattered cultivators. Mr. Qian of the Nanyang Prefecture was delighted with a bumper harvest - not to mention the fineness of the gold and silver he copied, Master Kang was an expert at identifying goods. In the subsequent series of government inspections, authentic antiques, calligraphy and paintings by celebrities, nothing could escape. His discernment.
Yin Erwu didn't understand this, and they didn't have the time to think about it. As long as they ate the white flour steamed buns with their bellies open, and then killed the pigs, cows, sheep, and chickens raised by the local tyrants and evil gentry, and feasted on them, it would be the days of gods. As for the future...who can control that much! Everyone is eating anyway, and if you don’t eat, you deserve to be unlucky!
What makes Yin Erwu the happiest is watching those normally aloof members of the Communist Party of China kneeling at his feet and begging for mercy in tears. The feeling is as refreshing as being possessed by a god in golden armor. Ma Laoqi is really a talent, he has figured out so many tricks to deal with people. For example, tie a thumb and a big toe with a fishing line, and then hang the person up to a height that allows him to barely stand on tiptoe with the other toe, and kneel on the stacked broken bricks facing the wall. Then use your forehead to push a big green brick against the wall. Another example is to wait for the ice to freeze over in the river, break a hole, tie the person's legs down, put a wooden board around the waist, and freeze the upper half on the ice. In order to prolong his suffering as much as possible, he built a shack and lit a fire in it... The majestic and arrogant Ma Laoqi in front of him was no longer the scoundrel who everyone looked down upon huddled under the corridor of Tugu Temple.
Following Ma Laoqi, he got addicted to running around in various villages. Seeing that there was nothing to worry about in the countryside, everyone rushed into Nanyang Fucheng in spring.
Entering the city this time, Yin Erwu, who had been a bachelor for half his life, had his eyes opened. Once when I was shopping at a grocery stall at the gate of the city, I saw a group of people with hair on their temples (a typo, the end of the word - okay, these two words are also typos). It turned out to be a man named Luo who was imprisoned for treason and his wife was hanged. . Since Dong Ying came out, Ma Laoqi is actually no longer a bachelor - everyone knows what happened to the daughter who was not a member of the Dong family before she died, but no one dares to say anything - I heard passers-by pointing and talking about the Luo family's wife How beautiful and what a pity, Ma Laoqi still led the crowd to intercept several servants of the Luo family who were carrying the coffin.
The servants who lost their master just buried the young mistress with a simple and almost instinctive emotion. They had no idea about their future livelihood. How could they dare to resist Ma Laoqi who aggressively insisted that there was evidence of treason in the coffin? After a few blows with the stick, he dropped the coffin and ran away with his head in his arms...
The remains of the deceased have been sorted out, but the cartilage at the base of the tongue is broken, and there is still a small section that cannot be put back into the mouth, which looks quite scary. Even so, it did not stop the curiosity of the bachelors. After these guys finished studying the outside, they became very interested in the internal structure. Someone took out a knife...
It was getting dark, and the bachelors finally dispersed. As they walked, they talked about how well they deserved it: The imperial court bestowed upon you a title, how much grace is this? This guy actually conspired to rebel. Doesn’t he deserve retribution? Yin Erwu and Meng Youcai talked to each other one by one, as if what they had just done was a just thing. From time to time, someone said a few dirty words, and everyone laughed happily after hearing it. There is no longer any scruple of guilt in my heart. The people who went out to cut firewood the next day saw only the coffin that had been split apart, and the broken bones and bloody marks that had been eaten away by wild beasts.
In a blink of an eye, it was time to pay the royal rations again.
Most of the fields are deserted, but Master Qian's orders must be carried out to the letter. Zhang Mazi personally directed Ma Laoqi and Yin Erwu to collect them door to door in each village. Zhang Mazi told Ma Laoqi privately that Mr. Qian only looked at the amount collected by each village and did not care how it was collected! So those who are still farming honestly are in bad luck. It doesn’t matter what rations and seeds you have, other families don’t have them but your family has them. What do you think you should do?
The unscrupulous people are always able to come up with various ways to hide food, but this is not a problem for Zhang Mazi, Ma Laoqi and the others - everyone knows how much your family's acres of land can produce! There is another phenomenon that everyone has discovered one after another: the more ruthless you are to others, the more trust you gain! In other words, the less you need to worry about being pushed on yourself! Many of those who secretly reported that their neighbors' grain caches were seized were rewarded!
However, after everyone discovered this trick, neighbors became wary of each other like thieves. The success rate of secret reporting plummeted, and it gradually became a means of venting personal anger. Zhang Mazi often sweated profusely and found nothing. I also lost interest. When the method of checking the color of feces is invented, everyone's good days will finally come to an end...
The fields are completely uncultivated. In the first year, some people secretly carved out some land to grow grains in the remote corners of the barren mountains more than ten or twenty miles away from the village. Now they are all barren, and the grass is as tall as a person. Zhang Mazi and other officials have not been seen for a long time. Ma Laoqi has quickly shrunk like an eggplant beaten by frost since he was driven out of the city by a stranger whom he did not know or have any friendship with. In the Nanyang Mansion of Nuo Da, not to mention the few rich families who ran out early when they saw the opportunity, many ordinary people also left to seek refuge with relatives and friends, and the rest were like living ghosts - most of them had been Just like myself, there was indeed a good time of eating and drinking.
Yin Erwu felt a little hot as the sun shone on his body. There was no food in my stomach, and I felt dizzy when I sweated. So I stopped thinking, climbed up from the broken bed, and walked out. I was thinking hard about which mountain nook I had not been to. I would try my luck today to see if I could dig it. Get some wild vegetables.
Yin Erwu dragged his feet to the river, wanting to drink some water first to quell his hunger. After walking a few steps, he froze: on the Jieshui River five or six miles away, there were densely packed boats and rafts. There is no end yet, and it is slowly but surely heading towards me!
Guan Shengyun's army arrived.
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