In the Wang family compound, Gao Feng has left, and only Mr. Wang and the eldest son of the prince, Wang Zimo, are left in the room. Next to them stands the shadow of Mr. Wang, Wang Zheng.
"Zimo, you are a little too hasty today. Remember, your words may harm the entire Wang family!"
Wang Bodao began to habitually teach Wang Zimo. This was the eldest son of the Wang family, the future head of the Wang family, and the successor that Wang Bodao had high hopes for. Today's performance really did not satisfy him.
In Wang Bodao's view, whether the Japanese, the Central Army, the Shanxi-Sui Army, or the current Eighth Route Army, they are all passers-by. What they want is nothing more than benefits. If they can exchange benefits, there is no need to confront them head-on. Now it is In troubled times, survival is the first priority. When it’s time to give in, you have to give in!
The head of the aristocratic family, if it is too strong, it will break easily!
Wang Zimo obviously had not yet realized the cruelty of troubled times, so he disapproved of the old man's words and said unconvinced:
"Father, don't you think the conditions proposed by the Eighth Route Army are too excessive?
His red mouth and white teeth, surnamed Gao, said, "We have to reduce the land rent from 80% to 50%, and we have to pay another 10% of the public grain. This is equivalent to cutting the Wang family's annual income in half. Why?" "
Wang Bodao said coldly:
"Just because the gun barrel in his hand is stronger than yours!
Zimo, when will you truly mature? When others have stronger guns than you, not to mention leaving you half of the profits, even if they are all taken away, you have to hold your nose and admit it! "
"This policy of reducing rents and interest rates is not something that Gao, a man with red lips and white teeth, just said. I have learned that this policy is now implemented in the entire Hedong and Jizhou Eighth Route Army territories. If others can tolerate it, so can our Wang family. , you can’t be the one who stands out at any time;
The predecessor of the Eighth Route Army was called the Red Army. In the south, they implemented a policy of allocating land to local tyrants. Compared with allocating land, houses, and family property to those poor people, their current policy of reducing rents and interest rates is much gentler! "
Compared to the old fox-like Mr. Wang, Wang Zimo is as delicate as a sapling that has never experienced any wind and rain.
"Father, won't they resist? Moving money is like killing parents. They have guns, don't we?"
The old man shook his head in disappointment. He now regretted that he had been too protective of his eldest son. It was time to let him know the cruelty of the world, otherwise the Wang family would be destroyed sooner or later in his hands.
"Resist? There are hundreds of thousands of people with guns, what are you using to resist?
Those rebellious gentry families in the south, the trees on their graves are now taller than yours! "
Wang Zimo was completely frightened. The Wang family could not handle hundreds of people and guns, let alone hundreds of thousands.
"Father, don't you care about that kind of job?"
"Why didn't you care? They were beaten to death in the south for ten years, until the blood flowed into rivers, and they were driven from the south to the north;
The Red Army back then and the Eighth Route Army now, aren't they surviving well now?
Their base is among the bunch of idiots. Once the rent reduction and interest rate reduction policy is implemented, the group of idiots who have benefited will all turn to those with the higher surname;
By then, instead of just a few dozen people, there would be more than tens of millions of desperadoes among the Mudlegs? Can our Wang family handle it? "
Wang Zimo is just innocent, not stupid. A fool cannot be the successor of a big family. He seems to have touched a little bit of the truth.
"Father, I understand!"
The stern expression on Wang Bodao's face calmed down a little. Zimo did not lack understanding;
The Japs are outsiders, and the few people in a tiny land can only be arrogant for a while, and they have to leave sooner or later. In the past, he always thought that the land east of the river was either made by Chief Yan, or by the Central Army from the south. Now it seems that there is another one. Eighth Route Army.
"Zimo, there are some things that I need to let you know. Your sister is still alive and is in Yanzhou now. Although I have severed the father-daughter relationship with her, I can't write two characters for "王" in one stroke!
If you become the head of the Wang family in the future, recognizing each other as brother and sister will not be considered a violation of my original oath;
Remember, this matter must be kept absolutely confidential. If the Eighth Route Army in the world has the final say, even if our Wang family is deprived of our house and land, at least we still have inheritance. Living is more important than anything else. "
Wang Zimo could hardly believe his ears. The amount of information his father had passed on to him today was so overwhelming that he couldn't handle it, and it made him jittery on the outside and tender on the inside.
He stammered and asked:
"Father, sister Yudie is still alive? Did she become a pawn?"
"Zimo, you don't have to look at me like that, I don't know where she is now, I just pretend I didn't give birth to this daughter!
As long as you know that one day when she appears in the Wang family again, it will be the Eighth Route Army that has taken over the world, otherwise she will not appear in the Wang family openly;
You have had a good relationship with her since you were a child. Maybe she will recognize you as your brother by then. The Wang family has always been thin. If she is still willing to return to the Wang family at that time, you can agree to her recognition of her ancestors. "
Wang Zimo nodded solemnly. There were only two direct descendants of the Wang family: he and his sister Wang Yudie. Even if he added a brother and a sister born to his second and third aunts, there were only four people. Compared to a big family like the Wang family, , there are indeed fewer people.
The younger siblings are not yet adults, so he is the only one in the Wang family who can take care of his father's worries!
How could he not be excited now that he knew that the eldest sister with whom he had the best relationship was still alive? He couldn't wait to find her back.
"Zimo, you are going to visit Battalion Commander Gao tomorrow and tell him that the Wang family will implement the Eighth Route Army's rent and interest reduction policy on one condition. I hope the Wang family will announce the news to the tenants in person."
"Father, is it necessary? They are just a bunch of mud-legged people!"
"Zimo, the Eighth Route Army has its foundation in the mud, so why not our Wang family? You don't understand this yet, but you will slowly understand it in the future;
I'm tired, you go down! "
Wang Zimo bowed and left, leaving only him and his Shadow King Zheng in the room.
"Master, the eldest young master has done a good enough job. He is still young and many things require a growth process;
With the eldest young master's intelligence and understanding, he will be able to become the leader of the Wang family in just a few years. Let's give him more time. "
"Wang Zheng, I also want to give him more time. Originally, I thought of giving him another ten years to grow up, but now it seems that is no longer possible. The Eighth Route Army is here!
The Eighth Route Army and those mud-legged people are like fish and water. Since they have come to Wangcun and decided to take root in Wangcun, no one can drive them away;
The Wang family and the Eighth Route Army are natural enemies and cannot be avoided. If they want to win the heart of Niluzi, they can only attack us. The land is a knot that cannot be untied!
It’s time to break away from the land. 40% of the land rent is no longer useful. It’s not cost-effective to have to fight against the Eighth Route Army;
In the past few years, you have watched the Wang family's land be slowly sold out. Haven't the Zhang family been keeping an eye on our land? If he wants it, give it to him. It doesn’t matter if it’s cheaper. There is also the Kong family in the neighboring village. They are crazy about those irrigated fields in Hexi. As long as they are willing to pay the price, give it to them..."
On the second day, the Wang Family Ancestral Hall was filled with people. This was a rare and festive day for Wang Village in decades.
Mr. Wang announced in public that he would reduce the land rent to 50% and waive the usury that everyone owed to the Wang family.
Wang Bodao therefore won the title of Wang Dashanren in the hearts of the villagers in Wangcun.
"Old fox!
Humph, Mr. Wang is still getting old. He is afraid of the Eighth Route Army, but I, Zhang, am not afraid! "
