Hearing the very seductive words of the leader, the middle-aged man raised his head in confusion and murmured, "At first, I thought so too! That high-ranking official only thinks about collecting taxes on weekdays, so let me They gave him labor! They gave him hard labor!
But when encountering these catastrophes, they ran faster than anyone else, couldn't see or hear us, and didn't care about our life or death! But later, I didn't think so anymore."
"Why?" Seeing the middle-aged man say this, it was the leader's turn to be surprised!
Isn't that the fact?
What else can those fat officials do besides being aloof and ignoring the sufferings of the world? What else do such officials and such a court want from them?
"because……"
The middle-aged man glanced at the surprised leader, and his tone seemed to be full of helplessness and annoyance, "Because it was only after I came here that I discovered that the imperial court had not forgotten us. It brought countless relief grains and also Officials sent to provide disaster relief..."
"fart!"
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the leader's face had already changed. He interrupted the middle-aged man angrily and said, "Which of your eyes saw them transporting food? Send officials?" Even if there is, they have been greedy by themselves!
Who has cared about ordinary people like us? Who has given us a grain of grain! Not only is the grain not given, but the grain tax is a lot! In this year's situation, who can afford the tax! Isn't this the government forcing the people? On the contrary!"
"That's not what happened."
Facing the leader who suddenly became excited, the middle-aged man seemed a little at a loss. He blushed and said, "The county magistrate here showed us the documents from the imperial court. Although I can't understand the words on it, but here we are." The common people all said that the imperial court had already exempted them from all taxes, and even specially sent relief grains!
Although I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, every citizen here says so! Not everyone wants to deceive me, right?"
"Is that what everyone says?" Looking at the honest middle-aged man, the originally furious leader suddenly felt that his belief was shaken.
He hated the Tang court that forced him to have no choice but to fall into the trap of being a bandit!
He originally wanted to imitate Cheng Yaojin, like Wagangshan back then, holding high the flag of righteousness and doing justice for heaven!
But after seeing Cheng Yaojin with his own eyes, the gangster leader discovered that his idol Cheng Yaojin, that good man who refused to accept anything, the devil in the world who had rescued countless Shandong people and divided their food and money, was just doing it for him. This court serves!
According to this, isn't the person I have always hated the same person I have always admired?
After discovering this, this problem began to collide in the mind of the gangster, almost driving him crazy!
Until now, he finally seemed to have found another answer from the honest man in front of him.
"Why didn't those disaster relief grains reach our hands? Why didn't we see the order to cancel taxes?" The leader asked through gritted teeth while trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.
"I heard from sensible people..."
The middle-aged man glanced at the leader, moved his buttocks back, and said cautiously, "This is because the big landowners are causing trouble! They deliberately stir up trouble, prevent the government from getting relief, and make us hate the government. Then
So that we can lead us to besiege the imperial court and let them take over
An emperor’s dream.”
"You mean, these are all caused by the landlords?"
The leader was stunned. He had to say that from beginning to end, he had never thought about these things about the landlord!
Perhaps, in the minds of many people today, the landlords in ancient times were Huang Shiren, Nan Batian, Zhou Papi and the like, who wore dog skin plasters on their heads, held big smoking poles in their hands, yelled and drank, and bullied men and women!
But in fact, there are very few real landlords!
For example, Xiao Han, who is also a big landowner in Sanyuan County, or Cheng Yaojin and others, are all landowners who own thousands of hectares of fertile land.
But will they bully their own tenants? No way?!
Because doing this is really a shame!
And not only will they not bully their tenants, they will not allow others to bully their own tenants! Anyone who dares to do this will be regarded as a provocation to them, who are against them. This is not just a few words or a few punches.
I can uncover the little things in the past.
Apart from big landowners like them, some small landowners treat tenants as if they were their own family.
For no reason, just because you treat the tenants badly, next year they will go to another landlord's house to farm and work, while you guard such a large piece of land, just stare at it!
So in summary, the landlords of this era are really hard for the people to hate. Coupled with the rule of "not going to the countryside under emperor's orders", the common people can't see Master Qingtian at all. All the orders from the court and officials,
Regulations are all obtained from landlords and village chiefs.
And in the middle, you don't have to think about it to know that for their own interests, these landlords and village chiefs will definitely bring in countless private goods, allowing the common people to transfer all their dissatisfaction and resentment to something invisible and intangible.
On the government.
That night, the leader lost sleep, and it wasn't because he was planning his escape.
But for the first time in his life, he began to seriously think about everything he saw and heard.
In the next two days, he followed the Ningcheng disaster relief team and traveled throughout the surrounding areas. He used all his personal experiences to prove the authenticity of the middle-aged man's words.
It turns out that not all officials are bad! And not all landlords are good!
What a great thing it would be if there were no landlords in this world and everyone had land and could have enough food and clothing.
Just as he was walking through the last village near Ningcheng, the leader looked back at the dilapidated mountain village, and suddenly a grand oath that many officials and wise men had never had came into his mind!
It was also driven by this strong idea that after returning to Ningcheng, the gang leader resolutely tore open his clothes, dipped his fingers in blood, wrote a blood letter, and asked the guards who were in charge of them to submit the blood letter to Ningcheng.
The biggest official here, Xiao Han!
"Ahem, brother, why did you write that letter?" The middle-aged man beside him looked at his boss strangely and asked carefully.
"That's my wish, brother, although it's a bit ridiculous..." The leader exhaled a filthy breath and said slowly.
"Oh..." The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully, and then suddenly said with a sad face, "How many wishes do you have? Can you write it with your own blood instead of my blood next time?"
"Nonsense! Of course not! Brother, I'm bleeding, don't you know?"
"You're bleeding? You're bleeding and you're still writing a book in blood?"
"Um... I only fainted with my own blood!" "Did you be forced to death by a dog officer?"
Hearing the very seductive words of the leader, the middle-aged man raised his head in confusion and murmured, "At first, I thought so too! That high-ranking official only thinks about collecting taxes on weekdays, so let me
They gave him labor! They gave him hard labor!
But when encountering these catastrophes, they ran faster than anyone else, couldn't see or hear us, and didn't care about our life or death! But later, I didn't think so anymore."
"Why?" Seeing the middle-aged man say this, it was the leader's turn to be surprised!
Isn't that the fact?
What else can those fat officials do besides being aloof and ignoring the sufferings of the world? What else do such officials and such a court want from them?
"because……"
The middle-aged man glanced at the surprised leader, and his tone seemed to be full of helplessness and annoyance, "Because it was only after I came here that I discovered that the imperial court had not forgotten us. It brought countless relief grains and also
Officials sent to provide disaster relief..."
"fart!"
Before the middle-aged man finished speaking, the leader's face had already changed. He interrupted the middle-aged man angrily and said, "Which of your eyes saw them transporting food? Send officials?"
Even if there is, they have been greedy by themselves!
Who has cared about ordinary people like us? Who has given us a grain of grain! Not only is the grain not given, but the grain tax is a lot! In this year's situation, who can afford the tax! Isn't this the government forcing the people?
On the contrary!"
"That's not what happened."
Facing the leader who suddenly became excited, the middle-aged man seemed a little at a loss. He blushed and said, "The county magistrate here showed us the documents from the imperial court. Although I can't understand the words on it, but here we are."
The common people all said that the imperial court had already exempted them from all taxes, and even specially sent relief grains!
Although I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, every citizen here says so! Not everyone wants to deceive me, right?"
"Is that what everyone says?" Looking at the honest middle-aged man, the originally furious leader suddenly felt that his belief was shaken.
He hated the Tang court that forced him to have no choice but to fall into the trap of being a bandit!
He originally wanted to imitate Cheng Yaojin, like Wagangshan back then, holding high the flag of righteousness and doing justice for heaven!
But after seeing Cheng Yaojin with his own eyes, the gangster leader discovered that his idol Cheng Yaojin, that good man who refused to accept anything, the devil in the world who had rescued countless Shandong people and divided their food and money, was just doing it for him.
This court serves!
According to this, isn't the person I have always hated the same person I have always admired?
After discovering this, this problem began to collide in the mind of the gangster, almost driving him crazy!
Until now, he finally seemed to have found another answer from the honest man in front of him.
"Why didn't those disaster relief grains reach our hands? Why didn't we see the order to cancel taxes?" The leader asked through gritted teeth while trying to suppress the uneasiness in his heart.
"I heard from sensible people..."
The middle-aged man glanced at the leader, moved his buttocks back, and said cautiously, "This is because the big landowners are causing trouble! They deliberately stir up trouble, prevent the government from getting relief, and make us hate the government. Then
So that we can lead us to besiege the imperial court and let them take over
An emperor’s dream.”
"You mean, these are all caused by the landlords?"
The leader was stunned. He had to say that from beginning to end, he had never thought about these things about the landlord!
Perhaps, in the minds of many people today, the landlords in ancient times were Huang Shiren, Nan Batian, Zhou Papi and the like, who wore dog skin plasters on their heads, held big smoking poles in their hands, yelled and drank, and bullied men and women!
But in fact, there are very few real landlords!
For example, Xiao Han, who is also a big landowner in Sanyuan County, or Cheng Yaojin and others, are all landowners who own thousands of hectares of fertile land.
But will they bully their own tenants? No way?!
Because doing this is really a shame!
And not only will they not bully their tenants, they will not allow others to bully their own tenants! Anyone who dares to do this will be regarded as a provocation to them, who are against them. This is not just a few words or a few punches.
I can uncover the little things in the past.
Apart from big landowners like them, some small landowners treat tenants as if they were their own family.
For no reason, just because you treat the tenants badly, next year they will go to another landlord's house to farm and work, while you guard such a large piece of land, just stare at it!
So in summary, the landlords of this era are really hard for the people to hate. Coupled with the rule of "not going to the countryside under emperor's orders", the common people can't see Master Qingtian at all. All the orders from the court and officials,
Regulations are all obtained from landlords and village chiefs.
And in the middle, you don't have to think about it to know that for their own interests, these landlords and village chiefs will definitely bring in countless private goods, allowing the common people to transfer all their dissatisfaction and resentment to something invisible and intangible.
On the government.
That night, the leader lost sleep, and it wasn't because he was planning his escape.
But for the first time in his life, he began to seriously think about everything he saw and heard.
In the next two days, he followed the Ningcheng disaster relief team and traveled throughout the surrounding areas. He used all his personal experiences to prove the authenticity of the middle-aged man's words.
It turns out that not all officials are bad! And not all landlords are good!
What a great thing it would be if there were no landlords in this world and everyone had land and could have enough food and clothing.
Just as he was walking through the last village near Ningcheng, the leader looked back at the dilapidated mountain village, and suddenly a grand oath that many officials and wise men had never had came into his mind!
It was also driven by this strong idea that after returning to Ningcheng, the gang leader resolutely tore open his clothes, dipped his fingers in blood, wrote a blood letter, and asked the guards who were in charge of them to submit the blood letter to Ningcheng.
The biggest official here, Xiao Han!
"Ahem, brother, why did you write that letter?" The middle-aged man beside him looked at his boss strangely and asked carefully.
"That's my wish, brother, although it's a bit ridiculous..." The leader exhaled a filthy breath and said slowly.
"Oh..." The middle-aged man nodded thoughtfully, and then suddenly said with a sad face, "How many wishes do you have? Can you write it with your own blood instead of my blood next time?"
"Nonsense! Of course not! Brother, I'm bleeding, don't you know?"
"You're bleeding? You're bleeding and you're still writing a book in blood?"
