Because he will finally use gunpowder in battle formations, and may be the first person in Cao's army to use gunpowder!
The people in Shandong finally realized that they were not always the boss in this world. Especially after General Fei Qian of the Hussars developed gunpowder, it made all the large and small landlord classes based on Wubao feel fear.
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Originally, the lifelong pursuit of these large and small landowners was to build a stable turtle shell, and then the whole family could huddle in the turtle shell like a local emperor, lying on the surrounding lower-class people for generations to suck blood. Therefore, these large and small landowners
What we hope for is the eternal method of small-scale peasant economy.
"The methods of our ancestors are not easy!"
It is a pity that the roar of gunpowder exploded the turtle shells of these people and shattered the dreams of the landlord class in Shandong. They faced the cold wind of Xiaoglacier and truly felt the blade hanging on their own heads.
Therefore, when it comes to the issue of gunpowder, the attitudes of these landlord classes are very subtle...
Lejin's elite soldiers, escorting the gunpowder, seized the moment of exhaustion at Huguan Pass and rushed into the city gate cave of Huguan Pass.
Obviously, Le Jin wanted to re-enact the scene where Fei Qian used gunpowder to destroy Yangcheng.
Le Jin was looking forward to it, and his arms were shaking slightly with excitement. He stared closely at the city gate of Huguan Pass, and saw his men rushing in, and then rushing out, hiding on both sides of the door...
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"Pulu..."
Inside the city gate cave of Huguan Pass, there was a huge fart sound, and then a thick black smoke came out, and a brilliant fire light was raised, which almost made the people on the city and below stunned.
Le Jin shook his head, almost unable to believe his senses. He didn't want to believe what he saw, nor what he heard.
That's it?
What about the thundering roar?
What about the power that is like a landslide?
At once……
this……
Jia Qu on the top of Huguan City was also startled, and then he couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and the defenders on the wall of Huguan City also laughed together, as if Cao Jun had presented a gift to Jia Qu and others.
It's like a hilarious comedy.
Facing the "Comedian", it seems that we can be more tolerant. Seeing that the elite soldiers and the soldiers escorting the gunpowder did not achieve the expected results, they actually stood still for a moment under the city and did not receive any attacks from the top of the city.
The defenders on board were laughing so hard that their hands were shaking and they couldn't even draw their bows accurately.
Jia Qu expected that Le Jin and others would use gunpowder, but Jia Qu did not expect that the quality of the gunpowder produced by Le Jin and others was so poor!
It turns out that it can't even do an effective blast!
Can this still be considered gunpowder?
While feeling uncontrollable joy, Jia Qu also understood that this time he was exempted from gunpowder blasting, and he might not be able to avoid the damage next time. He once again ordered people to prepare a strip of rocks and sand, and to check the city gates and other relatively weak links.
Blocking situation.
Compared with Jia Qu's orderliness, Le Jin was almost out of anger.
Le Jin grabbed the gunpowder soldier who was rolling down and almost lifted it off the ground, "Why are you fat? Why is this happening? What on earth did you do?"
Le Jin clearly remembered the first time he saw Cao Cao bring out gunpowder, those stone bars that were blown away, the simulated city gate that was blown up...
But why is this happening now?!
Why is it just a fart noise?!
It's a pity that the gunpowder soldiers in Cao's army couldn't give Le Jin any answers, because even the gunpowder soldiers were confused.
All his actions were done in accordance with the previous requirements and standards. Why? It was not like this before. The power of gunpowder may not be as powerful as the original version in Guanzhong, but it is not like a fart...
Le Jin's blood-red eyes stared at the gunpowder soldier. Seeing that he was muttering and speechless, he pushed the gunpowder soldier to the ground with both hands, then pulled out his sword and slashed his head.
Gunpowder is like shit, someone has to take responsibility, but he shouldn't be the one willing to take the responsibility?!
"How much gunpowder is left?!" Le Jin shouted, "Check! Check immediately! Check the gunpowder situation!"
Soon, the trusted guard came back with a slightly weird and twisted expression, and whispered in Le Jin's ear: "General... the gunpowder... is damp... it's dry on the surface, but underneath...
Moreover, it seems that this... is slightly different from before...』
As soon as Le Jin focused his eyes, he felt a buzzing in his head. It seemed that all the sounds on the battlefield were several times louder and poured directly into his ears, making him dizzy and quite uncomfortable.
"Where is Marquis Ma Jun?!" Le Jin shook his head, turned around and shouted.
Previously, Le Jin sent Marquis Ma Jun to Yangchang Slope Road to pick up and escort the baggage and grain transport team, and the gunpowder used this time was among the baggage and food transport team!
"Marquis Ma Jun... Marquis Ma Jun is over there..." A soldier of Cao's army raised his arm and pointed tremblingly at the bottom of the city at Huguan Pass.
Le Jin turned his head and looked around, and saw Ma Junhou sitting there paralyzed on the side of a collapsed ladder not far from the city. There were nearly dried blood on his head, face and chest. He was obviously dead.
Le Jin suddenly felt a chill that penetrated his bones, running straight from the soles of his feet to his hair.
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Overall, the autumn harvest in Yuzhou this year is pretty good.
Although the high-level officials of the imperial court were slightly disturbed by disputes, ordinary people still paid the most attention to their daily food. As the first snow fell, many ordinary people in Yuzhou finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Take a two-day winter break.
Winter leisure is almost the only leisure and happy time for all ordinary people who mainly farm, all year round, except it is a bit cold. But winter leisure is not really leisure, but just not having to work in the fields every day. Quite a few
The farmer has begun to wonder whether he should repair the drafty thatched hut in his home, or revise the fences in front of and behind the house...
Living in the Yuzhou area is pretty good, at least compared to Xuzhou and Qingzhou, there is still some hope of survival.
In troubled 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 productivity of the Han Dynasty is not very good. Even those among the people who want to farm the land in a down-to-earth and simple way are often suddenly defeated.
Interrupted and destroyed by the war, even if you work hard for a year, the crops planted may not have a good result, or people are killed, or food is robbed, it has become a "
normal".
Presumably if Master Kong saw the current situation again, he would inevitably lament "moral collapse" or something, but no one would choose to grab a knife to rob others from birth, especially for ordinary people,
Often, they just can’t live anymore, and all their hard work only results in their dreams being shattered year by year, their hopes being dashed, and being hungry and losing all hope, which means they are only left in the direction of chaos and chaos.
What?
When Wubao first appeared, it was originally an instinctive need of these ordinary people. No one wanted to pay for their hard work, and ended up being robbed casually. However, with the development of the times, Wubao changed from the role of protector to
Gradually it became a shackle on the feet of ordinary people...
"Dang, clang..."
The gong sounded harshly.
"Everyone is standing still!"
"Stand still! Listen to the magistrate's lecture!"
A row of government officials, no matter how big or small, stood there, some wearing Gebu robes or simple leather armor.
After a while, a group of people came up.
"Everyone, listen up. The Han Dynasty is in dire straits now and is in urgent need of everyone's support!" A middle-aged man with high righteousness, wearing a brocade robe, said loudly, "Everyone is a citizen of the Han Dynasty and should go to court."
Think about what the court is anxious about, think about what the government wants, and contribute all your strength to the long-term peace and stability of the Han Dynasty and its return to unification!"
On the stage, Jin Yi’s voice was clear and her words were righteous.
Everyone in the audience was whispering and chattering to each other.
But whether on stage or off stage, the sound is so noisy and harsh.
"What does this mean?"
"Anyway, I'm definitely asking for money and food, so I'll just use another excuse..."
"That's right, we are the ones doing the hard and dirty work, and if something goes wrong, it's all because of us who failed to do a good job. We are either punished or beaten. On the contrary, these birdies 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 color swallowed up everything.
Xun Yun carried a lantern and walked in the corridor.
In the night, all the scenes are different from those in a hundred days.
Where there is light, there must be shadow. The light is close, but the shadow spreads far away. Under the light, the nearby objects are content and serious, but their shadows are spreading their teeth and claws in the distance, reveling wantonly.
Xun Yun walked forward, as if he was stepping on the light of the lantern, and as if he was walking into the darkness.
At this moment, all the objects in this world, including ordinary houses, stones, and wooden pillars in the daytime, seemed to be unable to distinguish their true appearance and original appearance.
Xun Yun looked up and saw that the main hall was brightly lit.
Xun Yu was sitting in the hall, surrounded by piles of writings and writings, which seemed to have never been reduced from Xun Yun's memory.
"Father..." Xun Yun put the lantern aside, then stepped forward, lifted up the front of his robe and knelt down, "My dear, please be well... My father is well..."
"Oh, An." Xun Yu just raised his eyes and nodded, "Has your mother been there?"
"I've been there," Xun Yun replied.
Xun Yu hummed and was still reviewing the text. After a while, he noticed that Xun Yun did not say goodbye after settling down in the morning and dusk as usual, but was still kneeling on the spot, frowning slightly, "Yun Yun
Son, what else is there?"
Xun Yun was silent for a while, then kowtowed, "Father... there are rumors in the city now..."
"What are you talking about?" Xun Yu put down his writing.
"Say..." Xun Yun hesitated for a moment, but then whispered quickly, "Say that my father... is greedy for power and wealth, does not care about the ethics of the community, and even tortures the people and plunders wantonly... He said that the current order to levy money and food,
It was my father who pushed for this from the top of the court, and punished many loyal and good people regardless of the public dissatisfaction..."
Xun Yu took a deep breath, then looked at Xun Yun, "What do you think?"
Xun Yun raised his head, his eyes flashing, "I believe your father is not this kind of person!"
"That kind of person?" Xun Yu asked.
"My father is definitely not someone who doesn't care about the country, the country, or the life and death of the people!" Xun Yun said loudly.
Xun Yu was silent for a while, "The money and food requisition order... was indeed issued by a certain person..."
"What?!" Although Xun Yun could not help but have suspicions in his heart, he still couldn't accept it when he heard Xun Yu say it himself, "Father, the people... the people have just saved some money, and... and in the past few years, they have made a lot of money."
It’s not very good, but this year it’s better... Now that winter is coming again, we need to raise money and food again... This, this, this..."
Xun Yu looked at Xun Yun quietly until he calmed down a little from his chaotic emotions before he 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 like there aren't..."
"Then..." Xun Yun looked at Xun Yu, "Then 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 is getting darker and darker.
Man Chong and a group of people were walking on the street. The soldiers around him were holding torches and their armor was making sparkling sounds.
There was a deathly silence all around.
Under the swaying light and shadow, a group of people 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 banging on the door was very jarring.
No one responded.
The soldier who smashed the door looked back at Man Chong.
Man Chong still stood 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 inside the door. The door was unlatched and opened a crack. The soldier impatiently rushed in and knocked the slave who opened the door to the ground.
The slave's nose was bleeding from the collision, but he did not dare to say a word. He just buried his head on the ground and watched pairs of leather boots or combat boots swaying past in front of his eyes...
"Wang Shuzhi..." Man Chong walked to the front of 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 me so well, I can't bear to see the Prime Minister make mistakes and take bad policies..."
"Wrong policy?" Man Chong was dumbfounded, "Then I dare to ask my uncle, which one is the best policy?"
"The hearts and minds of the people!" Wang Xiu said without hesitation, "Only those who win the hearts and minds of the people can win the world! If you have a way to win the world, if you win the people, you will win the world! If you have a way of winning the people, if you win their hearts, you will win the people. That’s it! If you find his heart and have the right to do it, you can gather with him what you want and don’t do anything he wants you to do to him!"
Man Chong was silent for a while, "Excuse me, what is the people?"
"They are all living beings in the world!" Wang Xiu replied.
Man Chong did not continue this topic, but said: "Even if you disagree with the Prime Minister, why not directly remonstrate with the Prime Minister? Why bother to alarm His Majesty and go straight to the Danjie?"
"If I are to advise the Prime Minister, please treat the people well, reduce taxes on money and food, restore people's livelihood, reduce soldiers, increase mulberry farming..." Wang Xiu looked at Man Chong and said, "Will the Prime Minister agree?"
"Maybe." Man Chong said without hesitation.
Wang Xiu laughed loudly, "Maybe! It's indeed Man Boning!"
"If we don't raise taxes, how will the soldiers be used?" Man Chong ignored Wang Xiu's sarcasm, "If the world is to be unified, it can't be done just by talking about war on paper!"
"We can get wealth from the powerful!" Wang Xiu's voice was not loud, but it was as if it was shocking. "Those who have a country and a family will not worry about being few but about inequality, not about poverty but about insecurity! When the prime minister was first appointed, he ordered the land rent to be collected. Four liters of millet per acre, two bolts of silk and two pounds of cotton are produced in each household. He is not good at making money! The world is very lucky to hear this! What is happening now? The people's wealth is plundered, again and again, especially If you are not enough, how can you get the support of the people? Where is the support of the people?"
"After the great chaos, Prime Minister, in view of the fact that the people were scattered and the land was ownerless, it was all public land to support the people..." Man Chong's eyebrows twitched and he said in a deep voice, "Could it be that Uncle Zhi forgot about this policy?"
Man Chong was not wrong.
This is indeed a policy that Cao Cao has implemented before to benefit the people. Although Cao Cao's main purpose is not really for the people, but to compete with the powerful for the people who have surrendered, he still maintains a considerable amount of public land to a certain extent. Avoid excessive land annexation.
In fact, public fields have existed throughout the ages, but the main problem is how to utilize them...
"Indeed, 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, "But what now? Who can benefit from the land? The people, Is it powerful? If this is the case, does the Prime Minister know it? Does the Prime Minister not know it?"
Man Chong was silent.
This question is really not easy to answer.
In fact, long before Cao Cao, the Han Dynasty had implemented a "fake land" system, that is, borrowing land from landless poor people, and the rent should be roughly the same as that of other self-cultivators. But the fact is that the powerful colluded with the grassroots officials, resulting in the large amount of these fields. Some are under the control of powerful powerful people and have become tools to exploit the poor.
The same is true for the system of benefiting the people implemented by Cao Cao. It was okay in the early days. The further you go, the more you get to the grassroots level, the more it changes. It's like many of the people who received low-interest and interest-free loans for poor people at Midi University in later generations were related to each other. Households, but poor college students who really need these are often limited by this or that condition and cannot receive them.
After a while, Man Chong nodded and said, "I never thought about Shu Zhi... Shu Zhi's words are indeed reasonable, but they are also completely absurd."
"What's wrong?" Wang Xiu asked.
"Now that the general trend of the world is like this, we must adapt to it. The situation is forcing us..."
Before Man Chong finished speaking, he was interrupted by Wang Xiu's laughter, "What a "forced by the situation"! Today we have no choice but tomorrow we will be forced by love, and what will happen next? We have no choice day by day, and we will be forced by love every year! A powerful day." As a last resort, there is a banquet on the high platform with singing and dancing, and the people are forced by love every year, and they are poor and lonely!"
Man Chong took a breath, "If it were normal times, maybe... But now there is a dispute, there is no room for two... Brother Shuzhi, with your words like this... have you ever thought about the way out?"
Wang Xiu fell silent, and after a while he said hoarsely: "To be ashamed of the world or to be ashamed of one's descendants... I would rather be ashamed of one's descendants..."
"That's the case..." Man Chong nodded, and then waved back, asking someone to offer him a dagger, poisonous wine and white silk, "Chong also doesn't want his uncle to be humiliated in prison...Brother Shu Zhi" You can make your own decision."
Wang Xiu swayed a few times, then stood still and laughed miserably, "That's it! That's okay! It's better to stop. It's better... to stop..."
Man Chong was silent, watching Wang Xiu take the poisoned wine and stumble to the backyard.
The bright moon was in the sky, but not long after, a dark cloud came over and covered the moon, never to show its head again...
