Three hundred and sixty first chapters official forced rebellion
Zhong Jinwei nodded to Wang Jiayin and said, "Please tell me."
Wang Jiayin had never seen a high-ranking official in the imperial court treat him so politely, so he was a little surprised. He also remembered that the Marquis just said nothing to Dengzi, and he felt that this Marquis was different from ordinary dignitaries.
He relaxed a little with an angry expression and told Zhong Jinwei: "We, the people of Qin, have ended up like this, not only because of natural disasters, but also because of violence."
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, he was particularly concerned. He interrupted Wang Jiayin and asked, "How do you say it?"
"Due to natural disasters, there was no harvest in the fields. Not only did the government not provide relief, they also had to collect taxes and pay salaries. What is more cold-blooded and ruthless is not this."
As soon as Wang Jiayin fell into memories, the anger that had slowed down slightly began to build up again, and his voice became louder.
"It was originally planned how much tax each household should pay, but in the end there were only one or two people in each household due to famine, but these one or two people were still required to pay the money and grain for each household. Only one or two households in Yijia survived.
Then ask the remaining one or two families to pay the money and grain for one mile. There are only one or two families in a mile, so let the remaining one or two families pay the money and grain for one mile, etc. In this way, who can afford it?
, slightly wealthier families are also forced to be ruined by taxes. If they want to survive, they can only run away with hatred and drift to a different place."
When Wang Jiayin said this, he snorted coldly and said: "You can't find a safe place to live after running away, so you can only turn into thieves. Do you think we are willing to be shameful thieves?"
Zhong Jinwei sounded like something was wrong. The Ming Dynasty's finances had been in a state of bankruptcy. If this collection method was followed, it would not be so embarrassing. After thinking about it, he understood that these taxes were probably withheld by the local government and finally went to some officials.
It went into his personal pocket.
After Wang Jiayin finished speaking, Zhong Jinwei and others had not yet spoken. Zhao Sheng said first: "That's not all. All money, grain and taxes must be converted into cash for collection. But in Qin, our annual taxes must be paid in cash. Then
There are still so many silver taels! Especially in recent years, the price of silver has soared. In the past, a goat could be exchanged for three or forty taels of silver, but now only ten taels of silver are available. It is not easy to get a harvest from the fields, and you have to pay
The taxes had to be exchanged for silver coins first, and they were stripped out of thin air several times over, but we people still had enough to eat!"
"Yes, yes, instead of providing disaster relief or reducing taxes, they are doubling taxes in disguise. Do we still have a way to survive? Is there any way to survive?" Hui Dengxiang, the fellow who lit the lamp, heard this and asked Zhong Jinwei.
Shout.
Although Zhong Jinwei did not hear specific cases about how this and that official oppressed them, he understood the four words "officials force people to rebel" from these people's complaints.
"Isn't there a good official?" Zhong Jinwei asked with a hint of luck.
"If we have good officials, we will risk losing our heads to survive this precarious life?" Wang Jiayin asked first.
Zhong Jinwei stopped talking, and after a while he asked: "Why do people from the border army also kill officials and rebel?"
Li Wanqing, who is said to shoot down the sky, came from the frontier army and has the most say.
Now that everyone has communicated, he naturally will not shut up. When he heard that the Marquis of the court asked about the border army, he loudly said: "Our border army didn't say that we wanted to face the Tatars. This is our duty."
It’s okay. But what does it mean if we don’t pay military pay for a few years?”
"How many years? Did you remember wrongly? The news received by the court is that there will be no military pay for three or four months." Upon hearing this, Zhong Jinwei interrupted Li Wanqing. He suspected that the leader of the peasant army was exaggerating.
"Hahaha..."
Unexpectedly, Li Wanqing burst out laughing so hard that he burst into tears. The laughter gradually weakened, and finally he started crying.
Zhong Jinwei looked at it and was a little confused. He turned to look at Gu Baichuan, Ma Xianglin and others, and saw that they also looked confused.
Only Hu Hao, who was behind them, looked thoughtful, looking at Li Wanqing with a little sympathy on his face.
Li Wanqing just cried for a moment, then stopped crying, raised his face full of tears, looked at Zhong Jinwei and shouted: "Can I remember correctly? My family depends entirely on my military pay. Because the military pay is not paid, the family's
My mother-in-law and two children were so hungry that they were all skin and bones. I had no choice but to sneak some prey back home. But then I couldn’t catch any prey, so I had to sell my leather armor, knives, guns, bows and arrows in exchange for some food.
But even so, I couldn't support it for more than a few days, so I sold my mother-in-law to get some food, but in the end my two children still couldn't survive and they both starved to death. Will this be just three or four months without military pay?
?!"
Zhong Jinwei was speechless, thinking that this man had sold the leather armor he had used to save his life on the battlefield, and the swords, guns, bows and arrows he had used to make achievements so that his wife and children could stutter. When it came time to sell his wife, the couple would definitely be crying.
People who have been together all their lives are separated now, just because life forces them and for the sake of their children's survival.
Then he watched as the money he got from selling his wife dwindled little by little, and his military salary disappeared. Finally, he watched his children starve to death in front of his eyes because they had nothing to eat.
Even if Zhong Jinwei has never experienced the pain of separation between life and death, he can still imagine it. His heart suddenly became extremely heavy.
After Li Wanqing finished his account, the leader of the peasant army did not speak, and neither the officers nor the soldiers spoke, and the atmosphere was a bit heavy.
After a while, Zhong Jinwei suddenly called out: "Hu Hao."
"My subordinate is here." When Hu Hao heard Zhong Jinwei calling him, he agreed while urging his horse forward and came to Zhong Jinwei's side.
"You are also from the border army. What is the situation there? Please answer truthfully." Zhong Jinwei turned his head and looked at Hu Hao and asked.
"Back to the Marquis, my subordinates won't get all their military pay, but they won't lose any of it." Hu Hao answered with cupped fists.
Zhong Jinwei nodded and commented: "It seems that Guan Ningjun still knows how to measure."
When Hu Hao heard this, his face showed a look of disapproval, but he hesitated to speak, but he did not say anything in the end.
But Zhong Jinwei saw his face, and with a thought in his heart, he said: "What do you want to say? Tell me, but you won't go back anyway. I will form a new army after I return to the capital, and you will be under my command
, don’t be afraid of retaliation.”
Hu Hao was actually a member of the death camp and no longer belonged to Guan Ning's army. However, when he heard Zhong Jinwei said that he would always be under his command, he was overjoyed and had no scruples. He clasped his fists and replied: "Master Hou, I am subordinate
In my opinion, the world is as black as crows, and there is no general who will not deduct the military pay. But the Guan Ning Army where his subordinates are located needs to face the Jianlu. If someone deducted the military pay like that, it is estimated that the Jianlu would have invaded Guan long ago. They
Such deductions must be due to the fact that there has been no war for a long time and we are not afraid of rebellion by these soldiers."
When Zhong Jinwei heard this, it seemed that what Hu Hao said made sense, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart. These generals would try their best to suck the blood of their soldiers whenever possible.
I used to think that no matter how much the army deducted, the soldiers would still have a way to survive. After all, the army was different from farmers. But I also thought that I had missed one factor. Soldiers are all flesh and blood, with families and families, and they also have to support their families.
Zhong Jinwei looked at the leaders of the peasant army in these carts. Although some of them did not say it, he could feel that each of them had a tragic past.
He saw a peasant army leader rubbing hard against a companion next to him, as if he wanted to scratch an itch.
So Zhong Jinwei ordered: "Come on, untie their hands."
Gu Baichuan was shocked when he heard this and asked quickly: "Master Hou, are you going to let them go?"
When the leaders of the peasant army heard this, they all looked at Zhong Jinwei in surprise. Even the leader who was scratching his head stopped and paid attention to Zhong Jinwei.
"Who said that, I just asked you to untie the rope." Zhong Jinwei was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. Gu Baichuan was just like rain, and he didn't say he wanted to let him go.
"Master Marquis, I was really shocked. I thought you were going to let them go after listening to what they said." Gu Baichuan thought he had made a mistake and was a little embarrassed, so he explained.
"Master Hou, now that we have untied the rope, what if they run away?" Xie Dong, a member of Qianhu, Jin Yiwei, reminded with some worry.
Zhong Jinwei turned to look at him and said with a smile: "Let them run to me among this army."
Xie Dong thought the same thing, it would be amazing if he could escape from this huge army.
After Zhong Jinwei finished his instructions, he stopped listening to the words of thanks from the leaders of the peasant army. He urged his horse and ran to the front of the team. He felt a little out of breath and wanted to breathe.
His guards followed him and remained silent behind him. Only Ma Xianglin approached Zhong Jinwei and asked: "Master Marquis, what are you going to do with them?"