A group of soldiers marched into Bailuyuan and stationed themselves in the Bailucang of Tian Fuxian's hometown. There were about thirty of them, each carrying a black spear, wearing black shoes, black trousers, black coats, and black hats, and wearing white wraps on their calves.
, looking energetic and majestic. People quickly gave them a vivid nickname: White-legged crows. This group of soldiers suddenly drove into the gate of Bailucang, dispersed with a crash, and surrounded the row of houses. One person shouted
: "Come out, come out, everyone, raise your hands and come out." The noise of tables, chairs and benches being overturned was immediately heard in the room, mixed with the panicked shouts of men. Tian Fuxian was playing mahjong with his subordinates, and all of a sudden they got under the bed board.
Some people huddled down in the corner of the wall and were at a loss. A burst of gunshots passed over the roof, and a fierce Henan accent shouted: "If you don't come out, shoot into the house." Tian Fuxian stood up from the corner and forcefully
The hero shook his shoulders and opened the door and walked out. Other subordinates and a few members of the militia also walked out of the room. They all raised their hands, except Tian Fuxian who casually lowered one hand and put the other on his waist.
.A soldier shouted: "Put your hands up." Tian Fuxian replied in a gentlemanly manner: "I am the general manager here. If you have something to say, come in and say something. What are you doing with your hands?" An officer wearing a big-brimmed hat came over.
, holding a short box gun in his hand: "You are the name of the township general?" Tian Fuxian said his name and asked: "What part does the boss belong to?" The officer said: "Zhensong Army. My surname is Yang, Yang
Platoon leader." Then the thirty soldiers gathered from the front and back of the house and handed over the guns of Tian Fuxian's regiment. Platoon leader Yang said: "I have been ordered by Commander Liu to station in Bailucang. From now on, everything will be obeyed by Commander Liu.
Order. Mr. Tian’s appointment. If you are willing to continue to be the chief appointment, we welcome you. If you don’t want to go home to your wife and hold the baby, we will just find another person.” Tian Fuxian was neither embarrassed nor willing to work for them.
Step down. Platoon Leader Yang said: "Your county chief has surrendered to his headquarters and is willing to serve Commander Liu." Tian Fuxian then said: "Sit down in Platoon Leader Yang's room so that we can talk."
Bai Jiaxuan, Lu San and Xiaowen were hoeing cotton. Lu Zilin hurried to the field and asked him to go back to the village to beat the gong. He called the villagers to the field outside the ancestral hall. Platoon leader Yang led the soldiers to collect grain. Bai Jiaxuan said:
"I won't knock." After saying that, he turned around and returned to the row of cotton seedlings where he was hoeing, squatting down and using a small iron hoe to start weeding. Lu Zilin was anxious and ran into the cotton field, squatting next to Bai Jiaxuan and begging: "
Brother Jiaxuan, don't you dare to touch me head-on. All the soldiers are carrying fast guns. I was forced here by others with their guns placed on their necks." Bai Jiaxuan still kept picking: "I know you were forced, Tian Fuxian
I was also forced to do it. But the people only accept the imperial rations, which has been the case since ancient times. They don’t accept the other rations. I won’t knock this gong.”
Lu Zilin went back to the village. Tian Fuxian came next and said loudly and naively: "Jiaxuan, what are you doing? A good man won't suffer the loss in front of you. These guys from Henan are all hungry wolves and they kill people without blinking an eye."
.You are a sensible person, how can you go head-on and suffer a loss?" Bai Jiaxuan said: "You can't do things that are harmful to your heart, and you can't knock the gong that makes no sense. That's it." Just as he was talking, Lu Zilin led Platoon Leader Yang and three or four others
The soldier came to the cotton field. Platoon Leader Yang asked: "Are you the official of Bailu Village? Your name is Bai Jiaxuan?" Bai Jiaxuan held a small hoe in his hand and nodded. Platoon Leader Yang said: "Go back and beat the gong to summon
People come to the door of the ancestral hall." Bai Jiaxuan said: "I don't care about the villagers' food, and I can't knock this gong. Whoever wants to knock the gong will get the gong." Bai Jiaxuan took out a brass hook key from his waist and handed it to Yang Pai.
Commander Yang used the black barrel of his gun to push Bai Jiaxuan's hand away and said, "Go back to the village right away and beat the gong for me. If you dare to say no again, I will break your legs and tell you to crawl back to me."
Knock." Then he pulled the bolt and loaded the bullet: "Do you want to taste the peanuts?" Lu San advised Jiaxuan. His son Xiaowen also advised. Lu Zilin also advised. Tian Fuxian persuaded with a smile.
Platoon Leader Yang calmed down. Lu Zilin, Lu San and Xiaowen pushed and pulled Bai Jiaxuan back to the village. Platoon Leader Yang and his soldiers followed.
Bai Jiaxuan knocked on the gong. All the men, women, and children in Bailu Village were shouted to the big field outside the ancestral hall. Platoon Leader Yang said that the rule for collecting grain is one dou per acre, regardless of whether the land is wet or dry, not to mention "the weather."
The location is favorable and the six-level apportionment is too troublesome. After that, the villagers were allowed to watch the shooting performance. The soldiers hung twenty or thirty roosters and hens captured from the village lanes and farmers' yards and hung them upside down on tree branches.
The thirty or so soldiers stood in a row, and the sound of pushing and pulling gun bolts was chilling. Platoon leader Yang first raised the box gun decorated with a red silk ribbon, and there was a beep, followed by dense explosions like popping beans.
The gunshots of the soldiers. Blue smoke was rising from the black barrels of the soldiers, and a red hail of blood and meat rose under the locust tree, and colorful chicken feathers were raised in the sky. The surviving chickens quacked and screamed in death, and the blood
It trickled down from the chicken's hard beak and spread on the ground in twists and turns. Dozens of earthworm-like blood streams gathered and combined. The land under the locust tree turned into blood-red earth, exuding a strong smell of hot blood. Outside the door of the ancestral hall
There was silence on the field, most of the women lowered their heads, the men stared with dark faces like wooden sculptures, and the suppressed sobs of the children were very harsh. Platoon Leader Yang inserted the box gun into the belt at his waist, and pulled out a skein of red silk
He danced in front of his crotch. His action of inserting the gun was extremely cool: "Fellow brothers and sisters, go home now and prepare food. It will be delivered within three days."
This unique food collection ceremony and shooting performance started from Bailu Village and continued from village to village. Thirty soldiers entered different villages in three squads and shot a batch of hung roosters, hens, white chickens and black chickens.
Reed chicken, apricot yellow chicken, red chicken, hat chicken, raised up a hail of blood and meat, raised up a piece of colorful chicken feathers, leaving a pool of blood-red land, and then announced: One acre, one bucket, three days to pay. From every village.
On the official road to Bailu Town, hardwood carts and wheelbarrows pulled by oxen all loaded with bags full of grain blocked the road. Food delivery people from various villages gathered in Bailu Town and lined up to the west of the town.
Moved to the Bailu Granary. The charity warehouse set up by the famous poetry emperor of the Qing Dynasty to provide relief to the victims became an empty warehouse shortly after his death. Now it has become unprecedentedly wealthy. The large warehouse with tile roof is filled with yellow wheat.
, the yard was temporarily paved with oilcloth and filled with wheat, and there were endless large and small trucks delivering grain outside the door.
Hei Wa was carrying a bag with a bucket of wheat on his back and was caught in the middle of a crowded grain delivery convoy. He slowly moved towards the gate with acquaintances or strangers. In front of his eyes were the colorful chicken feathers and the pool of flesh and blood under the locust tree.
The land, the smell of hot blood could always be smelled in his nose. He couldn't bear to wait, so he jumped from one wheelbarrow to another with a grain bag on his back, jumped into the gate, lifted the bottom of the bag upside down, and the wheat fell
The stream flowed onto the wheat pile with a swishing sound. He took a stamped receipt from Lu Zilin and came out of the temporarily dug back door. Hei Wa returned to his cave dwelling and Xiao'e asked: "Excuse me."
"Heiwa took out the piece of paper from his pocket that read "Lu Zhaoqian Yidou" and was stamped with Bailucang's seal. He handed it to Xiao'e and said, "Put this note away. I will check it in the future." Xiao'e said.
He received the note and said, "Don't go out these days. Why am I so worried?" Hei Wa nodded and said, "Forget it, I won't go out. We'll see what happens next." Hei Wa was actually more worried than Xiao'e.
, when he was watching the soldiers' shooting performance outside the ancestral hall that day, he did not let Xiao'e go out, and locked Xiao'e in the kiln with an iron lock. It was a pity to hand over a bushel of wheat, but Xiao'e's good-looking appearance has become a
A heavy burden was weighing on his heart. With the arrival of this group of soldiers, rumors about their various misdeeds spread quietly and rapidly in Bailuyuan. The most common rumors were about how they abused even slightly beautiful women.
Things. If one of the many legends can be confirmed, then these soldiers wearing white wraps and black military uniforms are nothing more than four-legged beasts.