Le Jin was very excited.
Because he finally wants to use gunpowder in the battle formation, he may be the first person Cao's army is using gunpowder!
People in Shandong finally realized that this world was not always the boss. Especially after the General Fei Qian of the Cavalry developed gunpowder, the landlords with the fort as the system felt fear.
Originally, the lifelong pursuit of these landlords of all sizes was to build a stable turtle shell, and then the family could huddle in the turtle shell like a local emperor, lying on the surrounding lower-class people for generations to suck blood. Therefore, what these landlords of all sizes hope for is the eternal method of small peasant economy.
"The law of ancestors is not easy!"
Unfortunately, the roar of gunpowder exploded the turtle shells of these people, shattered the dreams of these landlord classes in Shandong, and made them face the cold wind of the little glacier, and truly felt the blade hanging on their own heads.
Therefore, when it comes to gunpowder, the attitudes of these large and small landlord classes are very subtle...
Le Jin's elite soldiers escorted gunpowder, grabbed the fatigue period of Huguan Pass, and rushed into the city gate of Huguan Pass.
Obviously, Le Jin wanted to reinterpret the drama of Fei Qian using gunpowder to break Yangcheng again.
Le Jin was looking forward, and his arms were trembling slightly excited. He stared at the city gate of Huguan Pass. He saw his men rushing in, then rushed out again, hiding on both sides of the door...
"Pulu..."
A huge butt sound came out from the Huguan Pass city gate, and then a thick black smoke came out, raising a gorgeous fire, which made almost everyone in the city and under the city dull.
Le Jin shook his head, almost unable to believe his senses. He was unwilling to believe what he saw or what he heard.
That's it?
What about that shocking roar?
What about the power of a mountain collapse and a ground break?
At once……
this……
Jia Qu on the top of Huguan City was also startled, and then when he saw this, he couldn't help laughing. The defenders on the walls of Huguan also laughed together, just like Cao Jun presented a hilarious comedy to Jia Qu and others.
Facing the "comedian", it seems that he can be more tolerant. Seeing that the elite Lejin and the soldiers escorting gunpowder did not achieve the expected effect, they stood under the city for a moment without receiving an attack on the city, because the defenders on the city were all laughing and trembling, and even Zhang Gong was not sure.
Jia Qu thought that Le Jin and others would use gunpowder, but Jia Qu did not expect that the gunpowder quality of Le Jin and others was so poor!
Even an effective blast cannot be achieved!
Can this be considered gunpowder?
While feeling the irrepressible joy, Jia Qu also understood that this time the blast of gunpowder may not be exempted from damage next time. He ordered people to prepare stones, sand and soil to check the city gate holes and other relatively weak links to block the blockade.
Compared to Jia Qu's orderly manner, Le Jin almost escaped from his anger.
Le Jin grabbed the gunpowder soldier who had rolled and crawled back and almost carried him off the ground, "How could Fei Si? Why is this happening? What did you do?"
Le Jin clearly remembers the first time he saw Cao Cao take out his gunpowder, those stone strips that were jumped away, and the simulated city gate hole that was blown down...
But why is this happening now?!
Why is it just a fucking sound?!
Unfortunately, the gunpowder soldiers in Cao's army could not give Le Jin any answers, because even the gunpowder soldiers were confused.
All his behaviors were done according to previous requirements and standards. Why? It was not like this before. The power of gunpowder may not be as powerful as the Guanzhong original version, but it doesn't look like a bullshit...
Le Jin stared at the gunpowder soldiers with blood-red eyes. Seeing that he couldn't speak, he pushed his hands directly and threw the gunpowder soldiers to the ground, then pulled out the battle knife and slashed the head.
Gunpowder is like a fart, and someone always needs to take responsibility, but he shouldn't have been happy to take it?!
『How much gunpowder is left?!" Le Jin shouted, 『Investigate! Check the gunpowder situation immediately!』
Soon, the confidant guard returned with a slightly weird and distorted expression and whispered in Le Jin's ear: "The master... the gunpowder... was damp... the surface was dry, but the bottom... and it seemed... slightly different from before..."
As soon as Le Jin's eyes were fixed, he felt a buzzing sound in his head. It seemed that all the sounds on the battlefield had been several times louder, and it poured into his ears, making him dizzy and a little uncomfortable.
"Where is Ma Junhou?!" Le Jin shook his head and turned his head to shout.
Previously, Le Jin sent Ma Junhou to Yangchan Sakura Road to receive the escort of the baggage and grain transport team, and there was gunpowder used this time in the baggage and grain transport team!
"Ma Junhou...Ma Junhou is there..." Some Cao's soldiers raised their arms and pointed at the city at Huguan Pass tremblingly.
Le Jin turned his head and looked at it. Just next to a collapsed cloud ladder not far below the city, Ma Junhou sat there, his head, face and chest covered with almost dry blood, and he was obviously dead.
Le Jin suddenly felt a trace of bone-permeable chill, and rushed straight from the soles of his feet.
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The autumn harvests in Yuzhou since the beginning of this year are still good overall.
Although there were a little disputes among the top officials of the court, the ordinary people still paid the most attention to the food for one day. As the first snow fell, many ordinary people in Yuzhou finally took a breath and could justify the two days of winter leisure.
In winter, almost all ordinary people who mainly farm, have only a leisurely and happy time throughout the year, except for some coldness. However, in winter, it is not really idle, but just no need to go to the ground to cultivate every day. Many people have begun to wonder whether to repair the air-lost straw huts in their homes, or to revise some fences in front of and behind the houses...
Living in Yuzhou is already good, at least compared to Xuzhou Qingzhou, there is still some hope of living.
In the chaotic times, everyone has more or less a shadow of the past in their hearts.
The situation in all aspects is unclear, the princes are fighting each other, and the Han Dynasty itself cannot be considered very good in productivity. Even the people who want to farm down and simply are often interrupted and destroyed by sudden wars. Even if they work hard for a year, the crops planted may not have a good result. Whether people are killed or food is robbed, they have become a "normal".
I believe that if Confucius saw the current situation again, he would have to sigh again, "moral collapse", or something, but no one would choose to use a knife to steal others from birth, especially for ordinary people, they often cannot survive steadily. Their hard work can only be a year of shattered dreams, hopes are lost, and they lose all hope when they are hungry. Isn't it just that they are left to move towards the direction of chaos?
The docks first appeared, which was originally an instinctive need of these ordinary people. No one wanted to work hard, but was plundered by others. However, with the development of the times, the docks gradually changed from the role of protectors to the shackles tied to ordinary people's feet...
『Chang, dingchang...』
The sound of the gong sounded harshly.
"All stand!"
"Stand up! Listen to the county magistrate's lecture!"
There are a row of officials in the government, who is standing, wearing gauze robes or wearing simple leather armor.
Soon, the group came up.
"Everyone listens. Now the Han Dynasty is in a difficult situation and needs everyone's support!" A middle-aged man with a righteous and arrogant look, wearing a brocade robe, said loudly, "All people are the people of the Han Dynasty, and they should respond to the urgent needs of the court, think what the government wants, and contribute all their strength to the long-term stability of the Han Dynasty and the return of unification!"
The voice of brocade clothes on the stage was loud and righteous.
The audience whispered to each other and chatted.
But whether on stage or off stage, the sound is so noisy and harsh.
『What does this mean?』
"Anyway, I must have money and food again, so I'll just say something...
"That's right, we're going to work hard, tiring, dirty work, and then when something goes wrong, we're the one who doesn't do well, either punishing or beating, but these birds have nothing to do...'
"Shut up!"
"You want to die? Can you say this...?"
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...
Night fell in Xu County.
The dark colors swallowed everything.
Xun Yun carried a lantern and walked forward in the corridor.
In the night, all the scenes are different from those of a hundred days.
There must be shadows when there is light. Light is near, but the shadow spreads far away. Objects near are obedient and upright under the light, while their shadows are spreading their teeth and claws in the distance and are reveling freely.
Xun Yun walked forward, as if he was stepping on the brilliance of the lantern, and as if he was about to walk into the darkness.
At this moment, all the items in this world, including ordinary houses, stones, and wooden pillars during the day, seemed to be unable to tell what they were, their true appearance and original appearance.
Xun Yun looked up and saw that there were lights in the main hall.
Xun Yu was sitting in the hall, with piles of simple writings around him, as if he had never diminished from Xun Yun's memory.
"My father..." Xun Yun put the lantern aside, then stepped forward, lifted up the front of the robe and knelt down, "Children, please...May father is safe..."
"Oh. An." Xun Yu just looked up and then nodded, "Have you been there with your mother?"
"I've been there." Xun Yun replied.
Xun Yu nodded, still approving the writing. After a while, he noticed that Xun Yun did not say goodbye after the morning and evening as usual, but was still kneeling on the spot, and frowned slightly, "Yun'er, what else is there?"
Xun Yun was silent for a while and kowtowed, "My father... there are rumors in the city now..."
"What did you say?" Xun Yu put down his writing.
『Say yes...』 Xun Yun hesitated for a moment, but soon whispered, 『Speaking that my father... was greedy for power, wealth, and was indifferent to the country's ethics, and even poisoned the people and plundered them wantonly... He said that the order to collect money and grain was promoted by his father in the court, and he even ignored the public's resentment and punished many loyal and kind people...』
Xun Yu took a deep breath, then looked at Xun Yun, "What do you think?"
Xun Yun raised his head, his eyes flashing brightly, "I believe my father is not such a person!"
"That kind of person?" Xun Yu asked.
"My father is definitely not a person who ignores the country and the people's lives and death!" Xun Yun said loudly.
Xun Yu was silent for a while, "The order to collect money and grain... was indeed issued by someone...
『What?!』 Although Xun Yun had a long time ago, he still couldn't accept Xun Yu's words in person. 『Master, the people... the people have just accumulated some savings, and... and the harvest has not been very good in the past few years, so this year is better... Now it's winter is approaching again, so I'll replenish money and grain again... This, this...』
Xun Yu looked at Xun Yun quietly until he calmed down a little from the chaotic mood and said, "Someone should do it."
『But...but...』 Xun Yun still couldn't understand, 『Is there no other way to solve the problem?"
『Other ways…』 Xun Yu suddenly smiled, 『It's not without…』
『Then…』 Xun Yun looked at Xun Yu, 『Why not use it?』
Xun Yu also looked at Xun Yun, "You can also think about it... why not?"
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...
The night became deeper and deeper.
Man Chong walked along the street with his group. The soldiers around him held torches, and the iron armor was rippling.
The surroundings were as quiet as death.
As the light and shadow swayed, the group stood in front of a courtyard.
Man Chong raised his head and said, "Go and call the door."
In the middle of the night, the sound of smashing the door was very harsh.
No one responded.
The soldier who smashed the door looked back at Man Chong.
Man Chong was still standing in front of the torch, illuminating his back, but no one could see his face clearly.
The soldier continued to call the door.
After a while, someone responded in the door. As soon as the door latch was removed and the slit was opened, the soldier rushed in impatiently and knocked the slave who opened the door to the ground.
The slave was bleeding from his nose, but he didn't dare to say anything. He just buried his head on the ground and watched a pair of leather boots or combat boots sway past his eyes...
『Shuzhi Wang…』 Man Chong walked to the hall and looked at Wang Xiu, "Does the Prime Minister treat you poorly?"
Wang Xiu said in a deep voice: "Because the Prime Minister treats him very well, he cannot bear to see the Prime Minister performing bad policies..."
"Wrongly implement bad strategies?" Man Chong was stunned, "So, how dare you ask Shu Zhi, which one is the best strategy?"
"The heart of the people!" Wang Xiu said without hesitation, "Only those who win the hearts of the people can win the world! If the world has the way, the people will win the world! If the people have the way, the heart will win the people! If the people have the way, the heart will win the people! If the heart has the way, gather with them, and do not do to thee what you hate!"
Man Chong was silent for a while, "What is the people?"
"It is the most common people in the world!" Wang Xiu replied.
Man Chong did not continue this topic, but said: "Even if he had a different intention from the Prime Minister, why not directly advise the Prime Minister, why should he alarm Your Majesty and present him directly before the Dan rank?"
"If I advise the Prime Minister, I would like to ask the Prime Minister to treat the people well, reduce money, grain and taxes, restore people's livelihood, reduce soldiers, and increase mulberry farming..." Wang Xiu looked at Man Chong and said, "Can the Prime Minister agree?"
"Maybe." Man Chong said without hesitation.
Wang Xiu laughed, "Maybe! It's true that he is Man Boning!"
"If there is no tax increase, how can the soldiers use it?" Man Chong ignored Wang Xiu's irony, "If the world wants to unify, it is not enough to talk about war on paper!"
"You can get wealth from a powerful man!" Wang Xiu's voice was not loud, but it was like a shocking stone. "If there is a country and a family, you should not worry about being inequality, and you should not worry about poverty and worry about being uneasy! When the Prime Minister first decided, he ordered the land to be collected and rented four liters of millet, and the households would only produce two pieces of silk, and only two kilograms of silk. He would not be able to make a fortune! The world is very lucky to hear it! But now, what is it? I'm chasing mediocre taxes and plundering people's wealth, and again, again and again, especially for themselves, so how can the people's hearts come from? Where is the people's hearts?"
"After the chaos, the Prime Minister, given that the people were scattered and the land was unowned, they were all for public land to support the people..." Man Chong's eyebrows twitched and said in a deep voice, "Did Shuzhi forget this strategy?"
Man Chong said nothing wrong.
This is indeed a good strategy that Cao Cao had implemented before. Although Cao Cao's main purpose was not really for the people, but for the people who compete with the powerful and surrendered, to a certain extent, it also maintained a considerable amount of public land to avoid excessive annexation of land.
In fact, public land has been used throughout the ages, but the main problem is how to use public land...
"It is true that this is good governance..." Wang Xiu did not blindly deny Cao Cao's actions in these aspects, but he looked at Man Chong and said, "How about it now? Who is the one who gained the land and profit? Are the people, the powerful? Are they already like this? Does the Prime Minister know? Does the Prime Minister know?"
The whole pet is silent.
This question is indeed not easy to answer.
In fact, long before Cao Cao, the Han Dynasty implemented the "fake field" system, that is, borrowing land for the poor without land, and collecting rent should be roughly equivalent to other self-cultivated farmers. However, the fact is that the collusion between the powerful and the grassroots minor officials has led to most of these fields under the control of the powerful and becoming a tool for exploiting the poor.
The same is true for the benefit system that Cao Cao implemented. It was acceptable in the early stages. The later it went, the more it went to the grassroots level, the more it became, the more it became. Just like in later generations, many of the related households who received poor low-interest and interest-free loans in Midi University were related households, and the poor college students who really needed these were often limited by this or that condition, but they were not able to receive it.
After a while, Man Chong nodded and said, "I never thought of Shuzhi... Shuzhi's words are indeed reasonable, but they are also a false thing."
"Why is it wrong?" Wang Xiu asked.
"If the situation is like this today, we should follow it, which is forced by the situation..."
Before Man Chong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Xiu's laughter, "It's a "forced by the situation"! Today is a last resort, tomorrow is a love force, and what will happen next? Every day is a last resort, every year is a year is a last resort! The powerful are a day is a banquet and a dance on the high platform, and the people are forced by year is a year is a miserable and lonely!"
Man Chong took a breath, "If it were the usual time, maybe... but now there are no two... Brother Shuzhi, do you think of a way out for these words?"
Wang Xiu was silent, and after a while, he said hoarsely: "I am ashamed of the world or my descendants... I would rather be ashamed of my descendants...
"Since that's the case..." Man Chong nodded, then waved backwards, and sent someone to offer a short dagger, poisonous wine and white silk. "Peng also does not want to be humiliated by Shuzhi in prison... Brother Shuzhi can decide for himself."
Wang Xiu shook his body a few times, then stopped and laughed a few times, "Okay! Well! It's better to stop going, it's better to...go...
Man Chong was silent, watching Wang Xiu take the poisoned wine and head to the backyard.
The bright moon was in the sky, but soon after, a black cloud hit, covering the moon without showing its head again...
Happy Mid-Autumn Festival!
In good health!
Family reunion!
Everything goes well!
Chapter completed!