The first thousand four hundred and forty-seven chapters
Time passed like water, more than four months passed in the blink of an eye, and it was already the spring of the twelfth year of Daye.
Just when Wang Junlin began to consolidate the six counties of Hebei, Donglai County, and Gaoxuan County that he had already obtained, the life of Li Shanfei, the giant bandit entrenched in the mountains between Boling County and Xindu County in Hebei Province, became increasingly difficult.
To be precise, since Six Counties of Hebei fell into the hands of Wang Junlin, his eyelids kept twitching every day and he couldn't sleep well at night because he really couldn't get through the day.
"Just die! As long as you don't get cut into pieces by the Poison King, it's better to end it as soon as possible!" Li Shanfei slapped the table with his hand and cursed through gritted teeth, but his expression and tone were a bit tragic.
He also used a lot of strength on his hands. He had his son-in-law move the yellow pear wood case into the mountain from the study room of a big landowner's house. It was extremely strong, and even if it was chopped with a sharp horizontal knife, it would make a big break.
But when he slapped it, it made a few crunching sounds and instantly fell apart. The porcelain, lacquerware, gold plates, and jade cups placed on the table as a showpiece fell all over the floor.
"Dangdang, what's wrong with you, Dangdang?" Several soldiers weakly rushed into the Juyi Hall, which was transformed from a Taoist temple hall, holding knives and asked in panic.
Ever since the Poison King took over the six counties of Hebei, their boss has become more and more angry. He curses and beats people every day. This is a fact known to nearly 20,000 brothers in the mountains.
The body of Mrs. Yazhai, who was kicked to death by him yesterday, is still in the ditch behind the mountain. I heard that some brothers ran to take off her clothes and played with her for a while.
Some brothers looked pitiful, but without the order from the boss, no one dared to let that woman who was said to be very coquettish be laid to rest.
"Get lost, get lost, get lost all to me. I will get annoyed when I see you birdies, so get out of the mountain, dig for food with a hoe, and serve as an obedient citizen of the Poison King. Don't come back. Don't come back."
!" Li Shanfei raised his legs and kicked aside all the soldiers who were busy cleaning up the 'rags' on the ground.
However, these soldiers were different from Mrs. Yazhai who had been snatched away. They were all brothers who had fought together for life and death. He kicked, but not with all his strength.
The soldiers rubbed their buttocks and even
After crawling out of the gate, a group of people squatted in the shade of a tree and were silent, and then looked down the mountain and whispered.
The days are hard to pass. Although with the beginning of spring, the weather is getting warmer and the mountain wind is no longer as biting as in winter, but everyone's heart is getting colder and colder, or in other words, it is getting hotter and hotter.
In fact, we can't blame the boss for becoming increasingly grumpy and angry.
There was no other way. The thirty or forty thousand people who were forced by the government to rebel with the big bosses, robbed the landowners and nobles of food and money, and then fled to the mountains to share the joys and sorrows, were getting fewer and fewer day by day, and they were sneaking out of the mountains every day.
Even half of them have escaped within one or two months. It would be strange if the boss is in a good mood and doesn't get angry!
Since the counties in Hebei were occupied by King Poison's Far Eastern Army, the tens of thousands of people who had volunteered or been recruited by the alliance moved out of the mountains in twos and threes in the name of visiting relatives, and later simply fled in groups.
Li Shanfei also sent his brothers to stop him at first, but in the end, some of the brothers who tried to stop him also ran away, and those who didn't ran were confused. There was no real obstruction at all.
Only three months later, most of the village was empty. The wild vegetables that were usually regarded as treasures and fought over with all their heads have grown to more than half a foot tall. The leaves are so old that they can no longer produce pulp, but no one picks them anymore.
Digging, you can even occasionally see rabbits, squirrels and other delicious food.
All of this is naturally due to the notorious Poison King Wang Junlin.
Originally, the people of Wang Junlin's Fanyang County were living a good life, and the good reputation of the Poison King for the people had spread, which in itself was attractive enough.
As a result, after the Far Eastern Army occupied Boling, Xindu County, and Zhao County in Hebei Province, officials were sent and the new government established established a series of policies to benefit the people.
For example, all the abandoned and ownerless land in the six counties of Hebei Province, which is ten miles away from the county seat, is divided into villages.
People who have no land in each county can go to the government to claim land for reclamation. Each adult man can claim up to ten acres of flat land.
Moreover, the government will give away for free a set of the latest farm tools that the common people have never seen before, and the legendary high-yielding seeds from Fanyang County. The tax will be half of the fertile land near the city.
If the land is cultivated for more than five consecutive years and taxes are paid on time, the cultivated land will belong to the cultivator himself, and the government will issue the land deed without any repudiation.
Let’s not mention other policies that benefit the people. This one is already a piece of pie in the sky for ordinary people, the majority of farmers, and the refugees in the six counties, and it will naturally bring about earth-shaking changes.
Not to mention the farm tools and legendary high-yielding seeds in Fanyang County that can greatly improve work efficiency. The fields themselves are flat land that can produce oil when dug with a pickaxe! Although it has been abandoned for several years,
It was also ravaged by heavy snowfall in early spring. But if you put a fire on it and use a plow to pull out a few ditches, even if you plant some buckwheat, millet and other low-yield and easy-to-grow late grains, the whole family will never go hungry again in winter.
Drink the northwest wind on your stomach.
After all, too many people have died in the past few years, and there is actually a lot of vacant land. The living people can actually be allocated a lot of land. However, in the past, the government and bandits jointly "strengthened" to allow ordinary people to farm.
There is no way to survive.
In fact, this is indeed the case. In the past, even the local people in Liangjiazi could not cultivate their own fields, even if the refugees went to open up wasteland and cultivate land.
One reason is that there are no seeds in their hands, because the people are so hungry that they can't wait to eat all the seeds.
The second reason is that many land owners are still alive. They are all large and small landowners or nobles. Although they are hiding in the city and dare not send people to farm, once you have harvested, these people will definitely lead officers and soldiers or strongmen with red eyes.
They came to grab food and couldn't get into trouble at all.
Of course, in these troubled times, all farmers are afraid that bandits will come to steal food, and a whole year of hard work will be wiped out in an instant, and may even lead to death.
But things are different now. There is no thief in the world who dares to rob the food of the people on the Poison King's territory. They are simply looking for death, and they will be killed by a thousand cuts.
As for the officers and soldiers, the counties in Hebei have long heard about the factions of the officials under King Po in Fanyang County, but the people don't know how good or bad they are. At least they have never heard of the officers and soldiers coming to steal the people's food.
Therefore, with these guarantees and the poisonous and good reputation of the Poison King, many refugees and even thieves hiding in the mountains have become interested.