"Everyone has a share! Everyone has a share!"
"Don't crowd! Don't crowd!"
"Everyone who joins can get one tael of silver for the time being!"
The door inside and outside Jiang's house suddenly became a place for recruiting troops.
In order to get money, some people took out the horses that they had been reluctant to sell and sold them. Imagine the high price Chunxu and the others paid.
Anyway, the money did not belong to Chunxu alone, but was earned by Landlord Jiang during this period.
It's not my own money, so of course I don't feel bad about spending it. Some of it was looted from the county government yesterday.
At this time, He Yuhong was sitting on a chair in front of a wooden table, holding a brush in his hand, recording the names and other information of those who were willing to join in a brand new book.
Eleven-year-old Zi Yuan was standing next to a basket full of silver, handing out silver to those who joined.
Li Xiran was on the sidelines maintaining order.
Chunxu, on the other hand, was in the Jiang family's backyard witnessing the size of the participants and so on.
At this time, a man who couldn't bear it spoke up: "I say, hero, we have been standing here for so long, what are we going to do?"
After this man's words, several brave men asked in unison.
Listening to these questions, Chunxu walked towards the front of the group of people, then turned around, looked at the villagers in front of him, and said: "Folks! War is cruel! But! I want to The only way to live a stable life is to take up arms and resist the imperial court! We are in short supply of weapons now. But! As long as we work together! Weapons are not a problem!"
A very supportive man shouted loudly: "The great hero is right!"
Then, there was another scene of clapping and applauding.
After a moment, a middle-aged man said: "Great hero! Just tell us what to do, and we will all listen to you."
"Yes! Listen to the great hero!" Another man said.
Seeing such support from the villagers, Chunxu couldn't help but feel happy: "Okay! Right now, weapons are in short supply. I have bought some iron blocks with silver. If I want to resist, what can I do without weapons? Folks, let's take the first step. Build this weapon!" Then Chunxu said again: "Come here and help me get the iron in!"
Chunxu's words made the common people very active and rushed to do something.
Not long after, several large baskets of iron blocks and the furnace were moved into the backyard.
The weather in March is not too hot in Xitong County, but in this backyard it is comparable to a hot summer day.
I saw people standing around several furnaces. Some of these people were holding fire tongs, some were holding sledgehammers, and some were carrying buckets...
The whole backyard was busy.
Listening to these sounds, Yu Zhixian, who was imprisoned in the firewood shed, felt so uncomfortable. He looked at Landlord Jiang who was not far away and started talking.
"Ginger Landlord."
A shout made Landlord Jiang, who was not feeling well, raise his head and look at the magistrate Yu Wenbin with a bad look on his face.
It was probably because I ate too many nuts the day before yesterday, and my face looked so bad that those who didn't know it thought I was weak.
"Landlord Jiang, you know you were wrong now. If you had lent me your money earlier, maybe you and I wouldn't be locked up here today by these unscrupulous people and have to suffer." Yu Wenbin's words were somewhat reproachful. mean.
Landlord Jiang listened to this
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, it was too late to regret, and he would die sooner or later anyway. Landlord Jiang accused Yu Wenbin: "After all, it's not you? You are not a good magistrate. It's strange that the people don't rebel."
"Landlord Jiang, are you still relying on me? You are the only landlord in Xitong County. Every time the grain is collected, it is not put to you. As the county magistrate, I naturally have to collect it from you and hand it over to the court. What? Is it my fault that I came?" Yu Wenbin said unconvinced.
Now tied to the pillar, Yu Zhixian also knew that it was difficult for him to survive. There was no need to collect taxes anyway, so his attitude towards Landlord Jiang naturally changed drastically.
"After all, you are incompetent as a county magistrate." Landlord Jiang retorted.
Suddenly, the two of them started to quarrel in the woodshed, not wanting to give in to the other, and the quarrel became more and more intense.
Seeing this, the servants of the Jiang family refused to dissuade anyone. They would die sooner or later anyway, so it was worth watching a free show before they died.
In the front yard of Jiang's house, I soon saw that there were fewer people queuing up, and the money in the basket had also bottomed out. The names recorded by He Yuhong were almost full.
Seeing that no one was there, eleven-year-old Zi Yuan asked out of curiosity: "Brother Yuhong, how many names are there?"
Hearing Zi Yuan's words, He Yuhong probably flipped through the book, turned to look at the eleven-year-old Zi Yuan aside, and said, "About thirty thousand people."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zi Yuan saw his head sticking out from the door of Jiang's house. He glanced at Zi Yuan and then retracted.
No need to think too much, Ziyuan also knew who it was.
After seeing him, Ziyuan looked at Li Xiran: "Mom, I want to go out and play, is that okay?"
Although she felt a little worried, Xi Ran still agreed: "Go, be careful, be careful of bad guys."
"Don't worry, mother. With my skills, those bad guys are no match for me." After saying this, Zi Yuan had already ran out of Jiang's house.
"Why are you here?" Zi Yuan asked.
"Of course I came to see you." Nine-year-old He Qingxue said with a smile.
"What are you looking at me for? What's so interesting about me?" Zi Yuan pretended not to know.
Listening to Zi Yuan's words, the nine-year-old Qingxue didn't know what to say for a moment. Looking at Zi Yuan's unsmiling expression, she finally said: "You are stupid, of course I came to play with you. I just I only have one friend like you."
Hearing this, Zi Yuan smiled slightly and said, "Let's go, where are we going to play?"
"You can go anywhere." Qingxue said with a smile.
"OK."
After walking a few steps, He Qingxue asked: "Brother Ziyuan, your father is so awesome, so many people support him."
Listening to He Qingxue's words, Zi Yuan suddenly didn't know how to answer.
After all, he knew that Uncle Xu did this because of his and his mother's safety.
But thinking about the agreement that Uncle Xu had made with him before, Zi Yuan had no choice but to admit it: "It's not bad, I just have better kung fu. Let me tell you, the food cooked by my father is terrible, but my mother still said that he Deliciously cooked.”
At Zi Yuan's words, He Qingxue, who was walking beside him, smiled and walked away with Zi Yuan while talking.
At this time, Xitong County looked the same as before, but it was a little different. The difference was that the city had become a city without official jurisdiction, but people were constantly coming and going in the streets and alleys.
Today in Xitong County, most of the things people talk about are about the great hero Chunxu.
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Under the leadership of the great hero Chunxu, today's Xitong County is like a city that manufactures weapons and prepares supplies.
However, a few days passed.
No one knows the news about the blockade of Xitong County, and the same is true for Yishi Mansion, which governs Xitong County.
Precisely because Chunxu said, "Let people from outside come and go without return." Without this, the news of the blockade of Xitong County would have spread to nearby counties within a few hours, and even reached the jurisdiction of Xitong County. Yishi Mansion.
"Prefect Yan!"
"Prefect Yan!"
There were anxious voices as he walked towards the office of Yan Zhifu in a hurry.
After hearing the sound, Yan Qiao, the prefect of Yishi Prefecture, stood up and said, "What's the matter? What's all the fuss about."
Yan Qiao is the prefect of Yishi Prefecture. Despite his age, he is still in good health and his physical strength is not inferior to that of young people. He is wearing a purple official uniform with Yunyan patches and an official hat, and he still has a certain temperament. .
The man who ran over, with a fat body and a round face, was his colleague Guo Wan.
"Prefect, we're urging you from above." Guo Tong knew.
Listening to the words of fellow magistrate Guo Wan, Magistrate Yan suddenly stopped panicking: "If you urge me, just urge me, why are you panicking? I can't collect it, just report it like this. As long as I can collect the Yishifucheng money."
"But here, the money from Mawei County, Taishan County, Xixing County, Zhi County, and Nanwang County have all been collected, but this... the money from Xitong County has not been seen at all." Guo Tong knew.
Listening to Guo Wan's words, Magistrate Yan sat back on his chair, took a sip of tea, thought for a while, and said: "If you can't collect it, then I won't care about him. The worst I can do is take out a tael of silver, even if it's Xitong County." Collected. Don't even look at how difficult the life of the people of Yishi Mansion is. How can you get out the money that has been collected for so many years? It is designated that Yu Wenbin cannot collect it. No, he is so angry that he simply doesn't accept it. ”
Listening to what Yan Zhifu said, fellow Zhi Guo Wan felt that it seemed to make sense.
"Prefect, the money collected by each county is less than what the higher authorities requested in two counties, but the remaining counties are satisfied. This... is it handed over?" Guo Wan asked.
"Now that the money has been collected, it doesn't matter how much he has, as long as I, the prefect, can stay here, it's none of our business. Besides, what the court did is only for the local officials to take it out as required. That’s fine, if the counties under my management can’t get it, it has nothing to do with me.”
"What Yan Zhifu said is absolutely true." Guo Tongzhi smiled.
"Okay, anyway, my Yishi Fucheng's silver has met the requirements given by the above, so just hand it over." Magistrate Yan said proudly.
"Hey." After answering, fellow acquaintance Guo Wan walked out.
Indeed, as stipulated by the imperial court, local officials serving in prefectures, prefectures, and counties only need to provide silver coins as required. Even if some of the counties under your jurisdiction are unable to pay out the money, it doesn’t matter to you. To put it bluntly, as long as the city you are in comes up with the money to hand it over. If you have to hand over enough, then everything will be the same. You don't matter anymore.
Therefore, what the imperial court implemented was feasible for local officials, but not feasible.
What is feasible is that implementing this method can make local officials work hard for the court, and in this way, the economy will grow; but what is not feasible is that implementing this method will only harm the people in the end.
Yan Zhifu of Yishi Prefecture ignored Xitong County, allowing Chunxu and the others to gain more preparation time.
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