Outside the south gate of the capital, a mess of simple buildings were built on the rubble after the fire. Under the broken tiles, broken bricks, and rotten wooden boards, a group of poor urban poor lived in despair and helplessness.
The core area of the Great Zhou Dynasty was the Central Plains, Jiangnan and Huguang areas. These places had fertile land, dense population, dense water networks, and countless fertile fields. However, most of the land was concentrated in the hands of a few people. At the beginning of the founding of the country, in order to win people's hearts, the emperor
The world was enfeoffed, civil servants and generals were allowed to go unchecked, and the emperor's relatives and relatives robbed and plundered land everywhere. In addition, the tax system implemented by the Great Zhou Dynasty was mainly based on head tax and supplemented by land tax. Those powerful families often occupied tens of thousands of acres.
There are only a few dozen people in the family, and they pay very little or even no taxes, while the poor people have to shoulder heavy exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes.
As time went by, the farmers couldn't stand it anymore, and the little land left by their ancestors became a burden to them. So they sold the land to the landlord at a low price and became tenants, or sold the land and moved their families to the suburbs of the city to work and make a living.
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The Great Zhou Dynasty continued a good system from the previous dynasty, that is, it promoted foreign trade and opened shipping offices along the coast. Ships from the West and the East continued to travel. The cotton, silk, and porcelain of the Great Zhou Dynasty were sold overseas, bringing a lot of money to the court.
Taxation, this also solved the urgent needs of the Zhou Dynasty to a certain extent.\
First, farmers who lost their land were able to work in workshops to maintain food and clothing, and then the income from taxes and silver made up for the decrease in land tax. If it were not for the existence of maritime trade, the household warehouses of the Zhou Dynasty would have bottomed out long ago.
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Gao Li is such a landless farmer. She was originally the daughter of an ordinary tenant farmer family outside Luzhou City. She married Gao Dabang from the village when she was seventeen. Lao Gao's family has five acres of paddy fields, which is considered a wealthy family in the village.
He was a wealthy family, but it was these five acres of paddy field that brought disaster to Lao Gao's family.
The landowner in the village took a fancy to these five acres of land and proposed to acquire it many times, but the old man refused. The landowner had bad intentions and bribed the government to frame one of their families for harboring a bandit.
Arrested and questioned, Gao Dabang had no choice but to sell his paddy field at a low price to save his father. However, Old Man Gao was so angry that he died as soon as he kicked off his legs.
The family was gone and the land was gone. Gao Dabang and his wife moved to the capital and worked as coolies at Shuiximen Wharf. Gao and Li helped people wash clothes. The family built two huts outside the city like swallows chewing mud. Although they were simple,
But it was able to protect him from wind and rain, so his son Gou Sheng was born in a shed outside the south gate of the capital.
The new immigrants gathered outside the city, forming a unique group. At first, the Zhou Dynasty had a household registration system, which did not allow people to move at will. However, as land annexation intensified, a large number of refugees emerged, and they could not be controlled at all, so they were allowed to flow freely.
Poverty is always accompanied by violence, ignorance, robbery and plunder. Therefore, these new immigrants naturally hatch violent gangs, bully and dominate the market, and are lawless. The government is too lazy to control them and let them fend for themselves. As long as they don't enter
Just cause trouble in the city.
Gao Da Bang died in the hands of these scoundrels. He was a straight-tempered person, but somehow he offended the local leader. He was beaten with a sap in the dark night, and the pineapple lid was smashed. He was half-lying on the bed.
Yue, there is no treatment or medicine, it hurts to death.
A vigorous farmer died in a foreign land, leaving only orphans and widowers struggling to survive. \Gao Li was a strong woman, she just supported this broken home with her weak shoulders, and slowly raised her son Gou Sheng.
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A fire outside the south gate burned the dreams of countless people. Their homes were burned to the ground. They had no shelter, but life had to go on. So on the rubble, shabby sheds sprung up like bamboo shoots after a rain, colorful,
Garbage is everywhere, wild dogs are swarming in groups, and dirty children are running around. When it's time to eat, black smoke is everywhere, making the place even more dirty.
This scene is in sharp contrast to the nearby magnificent and tidy Baoen Temple. Countless rich people go to the temple every day to burn incense and worship Buddha, and donate tens of thousands of sesame oil money, but no one has ever thought that
Give even a little bit of charity to the poor people nearby.
Recently, a new thing happened in the village. Widow Gao picked up a dead man from the rain flower terrace and brought him back to feed him. She fed him food and water every day, carried feces and urine, and used the money she had saved hard to buy medicine for him, but the dead man kept
Lying half dead, not even opening his eyes.\
Widow Gao is crazy and misses men so much that the neighbors say so.
The death of her husband was an everlasting pain in Ms. Gao Li's heart. A kind and upright man like Gao Da Bang was beaten to death without the government even taking care of him. The murderers are still at large. Thinking of this made her feel uncomfortable.
There was really no clear motive for saving this man. She hoped that he would repay her in the future. Gao Li did not think so long term. She just relied on instinct to pull this half-dead body home. She was a country woman, and she had no idea.
No matter how knowledgeable you are, you also know that you cannot just watch a life pass away without saving it.
The great monks of Dabaoen Temple who eat fast and chant Buddha's name, but are kind-hearted and kind-hearted, can be so ruthless, which makes Gao Li puzzled.
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It has been half a month since the man was rescued, but there is still no movement. The wound on the broken leg is infested with maggots and pus. There are more than 40 stab wounds and arrow wounds on the body, all of which are red, swollen and pus-filled. The man is burned like a charcoal, and his body is high.
The doctor invited by Mr. Li took one look and left. He said: "If this man can survive, I will go backwards from now on!"
Mrs. Gao Li didn't believe in this evil. She sat by the bedside with a fan all night long to help him fan flies and mosquitoes. She soaked her body with well water and wiped her body to lower her body temperature. She also spent money to buy gold sore medicine and applied it to the wound every day.
I boiled rice soup and fed it to him, but the man wouldn't wake up.
The man was very strong, taller and twice as thick as Mrs. Gao Li's husband. He had small eyes, thick lips, and a simple and honest face. Seeing him, Mrs. Gao Li thought of her miserable husband and couldn't help but burst into tears.
In the autumn of the capital, the autumn tiger is very powerful. The ground is like a steamer. The men and women in the shabby villages bare their chests and backs and don't care. The children are even naked and sleeping on the mats.
The sound of men and women making peace came from someone's house in the distance. This was a prostitute with a half-closed door doing the sex business. The old lady and the coolie man were just getting what they needed. At least they could have a good life. Gao Li's family this year
However, at the age of twenty-four, she was also a flower in the village back then. Although the burden of life made her a little older than her actual age, her charm still remained.\
There are many men in the run-down village who want her, but Mrs. Gao Li is a person who knows her integrity and is unwilling to engage in such dirty business. She would rather help others clean toilets, wash clothes, and work as a coolie like men, rather than ruin herself.
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Mosquitoes were buzzing and hovering around the man's head. Gao Li flapped the banana fan in the air a few times, then slowly shook the fan to fan the unconscious man.
I don’t know where he comes from or what his name is. Mrs. Gao Li only knows that he is a dying man.
Let others suffer.
Seeing the man's dry lips, Mrs. Gao Li took a cracked pottery bowl and gently fed him water. The man was already much better than when he first arrived. The wounds on his body no longer smelled bad, and he could subconsciously
Even after drinking water, he would sometimes mutter something that others could not understand.
His hometown must be far away, Gao Li thought.\
Zhuo Ligetu is alive, but his energy has been depleted too much. He has been on the verge of death for half a month, with his legs amputated and forty or fifty wounds, inflammation and infection on his body. Even an iron man cannot hold on.
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But he survived after all, maybe it was the blessing of Changshengtian, maybe it was Gao Li's careful care, maybe it was Zhuo Ligetu's physical strength. No matter what, he survived.
Zhuoligetu's consciousness was not very clear yet. In a daze, he returned to his hometown again, with a blue sky, endless pastures, rivers like ribbons, sheep like white clouds, handsome young men, and beautiful shepherdess galloping on horseback.
, the young Zhuoligetu was lying in the arms of his mother at the door of the yurt, looking curiously at the beautiful scenery.
Mother's milk was so sweet and delicious. Zhuo Ligetu smacked his lips and muttered happily: "Mom." Of course, she said it in Mongolian. Gao Li couldn't understand it, but her haggard face still had a smile on her face.
With a smile, she looked at Zhuo Ligetu and her son sleeping beside her. It seemed that she had returned to the time when her husband was alive. She sang a song in a low voice, which was a folk song from her hometown.\
In fact, Zhuoligetu had already woken up. He had been relying on rice soup for more than ten days. He was so weak that he couldn't open his eyes. Of course, because his eyes were too small, even if he did open them, it would be the same as not opening them.
None of the villagers could sing, but in Zhuo Ligetu's ears, the songs hummed by the tone-deaf Gao Li were like fairy music, which gradually restored his sanity.
There was a fierce battle inside the south gate, and all the brothers died in the battle. He resisted the heavy iron gate and tried his best to cover the lord's evacuation. Then he rolled on the spot, trying to fight the officers and soldiers again, but he couldn't avoid it, and the iron gate was pressing down on him.
On the calves, at this moment, the bombs on the brothers detonated, and Zhuo Ligetu's world became dark from then on.
These days, he was sometimes in coma and sometimes awake, but he knew many things that happened under this small shabby shed. Gao Li was not old and still had some capital, but he would rather work hard than sell out his wife.
It's hard enough for one person to raise a child, and she also has to feed a half-dead cripple. She has always been regarded as an alien by the people in the run-down village. Those people don't understand her. Women whisper when they see her, and children follow her and say something when they see her.
I am obsessed with men, and the men in the village are even more evil. Someone comes to harass me every now and then.\
Mrs. Gao Li was very lonely. She was full of bitterness and pain, but no one told her. She could not see the Bodhisattva in Dabaoen Temple. She was so poor that she was beaten out by the monks without even approaching the temple gate. She only had four left.
She was 6 years old and still ignorant, so Gao Li had no choice but to tell a lot of stories to the half-dead man on the bed.
The woman was in ragged clothes, skinny and haggard. She was shaking the leaf fan in her hand, driving away mosquitoes for the man on the bed, and talking about her own story. She was sleepy, but she didn't notice that a drop of crystal clear stuff quietly appeared in the corner of the man's eye.
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Suddenly there was a noise outside the door. Three or five drunk men stumbled along. They looked at the women sleeping in the open air and laughed obscenely from time to time. They walked to Gao Li's door and took a look inside.
, smiled and said: "Little lady of the Gao family, haven't you slept yet?"
This man Gao Li knew was one of the gangsters who injured her husband in the past. His name was Zeng Da. He was a coward who bullied the weak and was afraid of the strong.\
Mrs. Gao Li didn't look back, not wanting to offend this god of plague. Zeng Da was a little angry and said angrily: "Little girl, if you dare to ignore me, believe it or not, I will tear down your house?"
Gao Li didn't beg for mercy, didn't yell or scold him, and ignored him at all. Zeng Da felt insulted and had lost face in front of his brothers. He was so angry that he kicked open the firewood door and shouted: "You stinky bitch, you're dead!"
Is the man picked up from the pile useful? Can it be used? Why not try my treasure!"
As he spoke, a hungry tiger pounced on the food and knocked Gao Li to the ground. The dog was frightened and woke up, crying. The gangsters praised Zeng Da's bravery and watched with interest, holding their cheeks. The neighbors didn't care at all.
, on the contrary, some people stretched their heads to watch with gloating.
Gao Li's ragged clothes were torn, and he cried miserably. Although the skinny Zeng Da was a wretched loser, he was still very good at dealing with women. At this time, his adrenaline was rising, and he was humming.
, beating Mr. Gao Li head and face.
No one saw that the hands of the living dead man on the bed trembled and clenched into fists.
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Zeng Da felt as if he had been hit directly by an eight-horse carriage in a government official's office, and flew out sideways. His mind was filled with all sorts of things, and he could not distinguish between east, west, and west. He could only vaguely hear a burst of exclamations.
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Gao Li only felt a lightness on her body. Zeng Da, who had been arrogant just now, disappeared. She covered her clothes and sat up hastily, and an incredible sight appeared in front of her eyes.
The living dead man is awake. Not only is he awake, but he is also so alive. God knows how he crawled over from the bed without legs. No, he flew over. He is not tall to begin with, and he looks sideways, but
Zeng Da, who was skinny and thin, was as majestic as a mountain.
Zhuo Ligetu woke up, completely woke up. He was awakened by stimulation. The moment Gao Li was knocked down, it was like a bolt of lightning struck his heart. He couldn't even open his face or eyelids.
He can actually clench his fists and fly out of the bed!
Later, Zhuo Ligetu said that this must be the power specially given to him by the Changsheng God who couldn't stand it anymore.
Zhuoligetu started very cruelly, strangled Zeng Da's neck with one hand, and pinched Zeng Da until his eyes turned white. He tried to break Zhuoligetu's hand with both hands, but Zhuoligetu's other hand dug into his.
Eyes, the black and clumsy fingers are very flexible in picking out people's eyes.
Two white balls with veins and bloodshot eyes appeared in Zhuo Ligetu's hands. He waved his arms and showed the two eyeballs to everyone.
The originally sweltering weather turned extremely cold at this moment. Everyone present's backs were wet with cold sweat and they were scared.
Only Mrs. Gao Li burst into tears. At this moment, she knew that the Bodhisattva had actually been watching her in heaven.
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