"More than one murderous pit outside the city?" These words suddenly made Zhizhou Chen Ying and the officials and gentry present break out in a cold sweat. makes the already wet and cold underwear even worse.

"They are usually in the township, relying on power and money, bullying the people and running rampant in the township. At every turn, they threatened tenants and forced them to offer their wives and daughters for sexual pleasure in order to exercise authority. Over the years, such scandalous deeds have become a common practice, a rule, and the daughter of a tenant family must be married by the landlord to enjoy the first night. If a tenant wants to rent a piece of land, the wife must go to the landlord's house to negotiate the rent. Isn't this *** female what is? ”

Chen Ying's face changed red, white, and back and forth in He Fengshan's cannon-like words. There is no other reason, he has been invited to live in a certain squire's village several times, and he has stolen half a day of leisure. In the process, his squire friends also gave him the joy of the countryside, several tenant daughters who were about to get married. He is better, after all, he is a court official, and he doesn't dare to go too far if he wants to come to He Fengshan. However, the squires behind him did not dare to be so optimistic. You must know that they all have a share in these things He Fengshan said.

"On weekdays, they run rampant in the countryside, robbing men and women. Now that the country is in crisis, they do not want to repay the emperor's grace and repay the virtue of the court's cultivation of grace for many years, but they take advantage of the chaos to seize the state and occupy the capital, in a vain attempt to do secession. What do they want to do? ”

"What's more, the two ends of the first rat secretly corresponded with the Tartars, and there are even those who have already received the pseudo-official positions of the Tartars! Such people, according to the Great Ming Law made by Emperor Taizu Gao, shouldn't they be all over the house and even the nine clans? This generation," He Fengshan pointed to a group of homecoming families who were bombarded from the urn city to the horse road like pigs by his soldiers. "In plain life, when their fathers, brothers, and husbands did evil, they did not say a word of persuasion. When their fathers, brothers, and sons slaughtered the good people, they did not say a word about the virtues of heaven. Nowadays, the so-called cycle of karma is not happy. On weekdays, you treat others with pigs and sheep, and today, you must also enjoy the treatment of pigs and sheep. ”

"The general's words are fallacious!"

Chen Ying's face turned red, "It's been like this since ancient times!" Mencius said: There is no gentleman to govern the savage, and no savage man to raise the gentleman. If it weren't for the landlord who gave them a piece of land to cultivate, what would the tenants do for a living? The landlord shelters the tenants, and the tenants naturally have to be somewhat filial. ”

Chen Ying's argument is a big killer for hundreds or even thousands of years. The land is mine, and I have given you a piece of land to cultivate, and everything you have done to me is your obligation. Until the 21st century, there are such arguments in countless articles and literary works that have overturned the cases of landlords and advocated exploitation. It doesn't matter if it's a soft burial or a hard pit.

If Chen Ying threw this big killing weapon in front of others, she would definitely kill the opponent speechless and sweaty. It's a pity that he met He Fengshan. What kind of person is He Fengshan, that is Wu Xing's proud protégé. Wu Xing developed a lot in Li Shouhan's theoretical system. It can be said that compared with Li Shouhan's theory, Wu Xing's theory is more radical and deviant in this era. In our familiar words, that's more left.

"Good! Chen Zhizhou. This general will give you all the land outside the city today. When the wheat harvest season and autumn come, General Ben will come to you to collect rent. This is military rations, not a grain of rice or wheat is missing! ”

He Fengshan began to attack the shield of the son with the spear of the son. I will give you a piece of land, and you will give me food.

"How can this place, overgrown with thorns and mass graves, be able to send food to the camp as military rations after the wheat harvest and autumn?" Chen Ying was a little flustered.

"Chen Zhizhou, aren't you also known as a cultivator and heirloom?" He Fengshan mocked Chen Ying, and sneered at these officials, gentry, and villagers who were not diligent and did not distinguish between grains and grains, but controlled the administrative power of one side.

"If it is said that there can be grain harvest by relying on a single piece of land, then today General Ben will give him a piece of land. Let him taste how to turn a barren mountain and wasteland from a barren land into a mature land, and then into a grain field. Let him taste the taste of ploughing, hoeing, wind and sun, floods, droughts and insect plagues! ”

"Then, with great difficulty, some grain was laid, and the landlord, that is, the general, first collected half of it, and then the official family had to collect another half of the tax. All kinds of apportionments and donations have to be scraped from your heads again! ”

(Whoosh!) Dozens of bricks smashed unkindly, the author's eyes are full of stars. A Shanxi accent took the lead in making a difficulty: "If you plagiarize Russia's "Floor", Russia won't say anything!" Why is this still the case? "A female voice with a Hubei accent scolded even more." Nonsense! Obviously, the landlord was kind-hearted and gave the tenant a way to live, so that he could support his family, but such a good person was actually suppressed during the land reform! And then be treated by all kinds of injustices! ”

The unkind author sneered and glanced at the chairman of the writers' association who was eating and smashing the pot, "I suggest you go and listen to an old song." "Who feeds whom! This song originated from the anti-Japanese base in Shandong, and then quickly spread throughout the liberated areas. This song made the people in the new area quickly get closer to the relationship between them and the land reform team, and let those captive soldiers quickly clear the fog in their minds and become liberation fighters. However, I don't know why, after the reform and opening up, it was not allowed to sing. Who feeds whom? Let's take a look, without our labor, the grain will not drill out, and we will work hard to cultivate and hoe. Wake up on the fifth watch, sleep in the middle of the night, sweat a drop of grain, the landlord does not work, and the grain is piled up.

Who feeds whom? Let's take a look, without our labor, cotton will not form peaches, spinning and weaving can not be done without us, new clothes and pants and big cotton jackets, all made by our blood and sweat, the landlord does not work, and the new clothes are worn in complete sets.

Who feeds whom? Let's talk about it, without our labor, there will be tiles and bricks, we will work hard to build walls and houses, two or three of our own rooms, and half of them are exposed, the landlord does not work, and the house is high and wide.

Who feeds whom? Let's think about it, the creation of the world is all our strength, food, clothing, housing and life can not be less, not we send food, the landlord has long been hungry, who feeds whom, don't think carefully. Who feeds whom, let's take a look, if there is no poor man to open up the barren mountains, where will the rich man come from? Without the poor to farm, how can the rich man's family pile up mountains of grain? If there is no poor man to build the house, how can the rich man's house have a lot of buildings? If there were no poor people to grow cotton, raise silkworms, spin thread and weave cloth, how could the rich man's family have silk and satin to wear?

Think about it, take a look, the poor feed the landlord or the landlord feeds us? Think about it, do the math, how many years do we poor people feed the landlords? I don't believe in God, I don't rely on heaven, I rely on the Communist Party to turn over. Fight down the landlords and bullies, and the feudal forces are at the root. Fight down the landlords and bullies, and there is also food and clothing. Fight down the landlords and bullies, and the poor masses sit on the country!

In the future, if someone says that the landlord has supported the tenants and the like, the ranking official may wish to let him go to see Zhao Shuli's "Floor" to see if a piece of wasteland can be transformed into grain out of thin air. Let them listen to the song again. ）

"That's it! Since you, Chen Zhizhou, and the squire fathers and elders have jointly signed a guarantee, they will not be able to be unlawful. "He Fengshan is also a ghost, he doesn't say that these people are pleading, but that it is all of you who are guarantors. Moreover, in the afterglow of the eyes, there were less than a hundred people left in the urn city. At the head of the city, the stripped cotton clothes have been piled up into several hills.

"These people can be taken back by relatives and friends under the name of a guarantee. Don't kill! ”

The city was suddenly full of rumors, and the people who watched the murder were also cheering. The reason is simple. These poor people, who lacked food and clothing, suddenly saw the mountains of cotton clothes in the city being thrown from the city like snowflakes. "It's for all folks!"

Those onlookers who received or grabbed a cotton coat were naturally overjoyed, thinking that this time they came to see the excitement of killing, who would have thought that in addition to seeing those high-ranking landlords and the regimental people who showed off their martial arts everywhere like trampling toads and beating rats, they could also get a cotton coat and go home?

Almost instantly, the fate of Song Huxing's return to his hometown was spread all over Jianghuai. Among them, in addition to the word of mouth of the people in the four towns and eight towns, it is the more than 100 families who were lucky enough to pick up a life from He Fengshan's knife. They were taken home by relatives with a strong name and a face in the family, and naturally relatives and friends would either come to the door in person, send servants, or write back and forth. In this way, the fate of Song Huxing and others made countless people's hearts jump.

"As long as we can protect our wealth and property, we are willing to obey the orders of the general." Dozens of powerful families, militia groups, Lianzhuang associations and other organizations that are quite powerful between the Jianghuai and Huai have either sent envoys to go, or sent messages among the people, or the leaders have come on a single horse, and have expressed this attitude to Lu Mahong, Liao Dongzhi, Wu Xing and others.

Calm seems to have quickly returned to the Jianghuai. The laws and regulations issued by the General's Office were implemented. The military orders issued from Linyi and Xuzhou were also unimpeded. But can things end so simply?

The hussars led by Tuha went north from Suzhou to Xuzhou.

The long cavalry procession, five people and one team, each equipped with two horses, and a large number of baggage vehicles accompanied it, looked from a distance, like a red iron stream, from Suzhou City to the north.

The red iron stream flowed and finally stopped next to a mourning shed outside the city, around which there were many busy people, but everyone was almost silent, only a girl screaming desperately. I saw her kneeling next to a burned black humanoid object, constantly trying to wipe the deceased's face with a hand towel, crying while wiping: "Mother, how beautiful you used to be, but how to wipe it now, why is your face still black... ”

The red iron flow is silent, but everyone can see that the iron flow contains the power to destroy the world, but they are brewing, brewing the direction of venting. Tuha came to Song Qiaomei's side in silence, patted her on the shoulder gently, and then came to the front of the team, and shouted: "Slaves, you tell me, who is the person who did this kind of thing that Focullen would not forgive?" ”

"It's a homecoming group!" Tieliu responded with a thunderous response. Tuha nodded and said, "That's good, but it's not complete." The return group slaughtered none of us, but there were still people we didn't kill. A few days ago, our people checked the seized letters and found that Liu Zeqing and Liu Liangzuo, two bastards, were the ones behind the scenes. It's just that these cowards let the homecoming group die, and they are waiting to eat ready-made. Now that the return group is over, they don't dare to do it. But can we spare these two bastards? ”

"Can't! Kill Er Liu and avenge Miss Song's godmother! ”

"Avenge the people of Jianghuai!"

The soldiers of the hussars had completely forgotten their former identity as Tartars at this time, and they only knew that Liang Guogong was their lord, and the people of Jianghuai Shandong were their relatives. They took Liang Guogong's silver dollars, ate the people's grain, and ate and lived with the people during the assessment on weekdays. Who is Dolgon? Who are the two saints of Confucius and Mencius? I don't know, I don't know if it's good to dip some salt. They only know that if anyone can't get along with the general, Liang Guogong, and the people of Jianghuai in Shandong, they can't get along with them, no matter whether he is the king of heaven or thousands of troops, they will be completely crushed.

He Fengshan and Tuha killed people in Jianghuai were rolling, but Linyi, where Wu Xing was stationed, was immersed in joy. It's just that this is neither Zhu Jie, nor who married the first aunt's wife, but the young generals who were once famous in the Dashun army, Ma Harrier, Wang Fuchen, came to Linyi.

Hearing this news, Wu Xing and Lu Mahong were overjoyed, they all knew the weight of Wang Fuchen in the camp, not to mention that not long ago, Wang Fuchen also fought a Lushan Baofeng victory that made the Qing army cry sadly. Now that Wang Fuchen, who has long been missing, has come to them, how can they not be overjoyed. Happy, the two of them put on a full show, what lights are colorful, the suburbs are ten miles, and they all play all over the place. It's just that as soon as they met, Wu Xing couldn't help sighing, and saw that although Wang Fuchen still looked like Lu Bu among the fair-faced people, his cheeks were thin and his beard was unshaven. Compared with the look at the first sight, how different is it?

Wang Fuchen seemed to see Wu Xing's thoughts, he dismounted and bowed his hand to Wu Xing and said, "Sir, don't come back for a few years?" Although my Wang Fuchen has been away from Mr. for more than a year, his desire to expel the Tatars and implement the new policy has never changed. Today, I have come to hand in my homework and ask my husband to judge. ”

Wu Xing's tears of excitement couldn't help but flow, he put his hands on Wang Fuchen's shoulders, patted them a few times and said, "Well done, well done." It's just that Dongyu hasn't been killed for a day, so I can't give you a pass for this homework, you still need to work hard. Wang Fuchen patted his chest and said: "Sir, with you, with the Qin Law School, and with my Wang Fuchen, I am not afraid that I will not be able to kill all the Eastern Captives." ”

At this time, Lu Ma Hong also walked over surrounded by a group of Tianzhu orchid warriors. Although Wang Fuchen guessed who it was, he deliberately pretended not to know and asked Wu Xing: "Sir, this lady is graceful and luxurious, but I don't know who it is?" Wu Xing hurriedly introduced: "Wang Fuchen, this is the widow of Li Huayu's son, Mrs. Li." Mrs. Li, this is my unsuccessful apprentice, Wang Fuchen. ”

"Mark the dragon and tiger camp under Wang Fuchen, I have seen Mrs.!" No one would have thought that Wang Fuchen, who was still talking about the friendship between teachers and students with Wuxing just now, learned that the noble lady in front of him, who knew at a glance that it was not a woman from the Central Plains, was the surviving person of the eldest prince Li Huayu, even if he knelt on the ground, made a big salute, and claimed to be a subordinate of the Dragon and Tiger Battalion. This suddenly made Lu Ma Hong can't help but tears in the corners of his eyes, but Wu Xing's face was pale. "Harrier! Sure enough, it's a living Lu Bu! ”

Lu Mahong looked Wang Fuchen up and down, and exclaimed: "Sure enough, he is a hero!" I had heard the name of Lu Bu in the camp for a long time, and when I saw it today, it was true. ”

Wang Fuchen humbly replied: "I have won the award, how dare I compare with Mrs. Li." Back then, Mrs. defeated Abatai in Shandong, that was the great battle of Megatron, I just won by luck, how dare I be praised by Mrs. Li. When the two were about to continue to be polite, Wu Xing said: "Wang Fuchen, Mrs. Li, this is not the place to speak. Let the brothers change their clothes and pack up first, and I will be ready for the brothers to have a good meal. In addition, I prepared wine and food at home to entertain my apprentices, and asked Mrs. Li to be sure to enjoy the light. ”

Lu Ma Hong smiled slightly: "That's nature. ”

A group of people came to Wu Xing's mansion with laughter, at this time, the banquet had already been prepared, Wu Xing diligently persuaded the wine, after pushing the glass and changing the lamp, Wu Xing asked Wang Fuchen: "Wang Fuchen, I didn't ask carefully, I don't know how you went all the way from Henan to Yimeng Mountain?" But it seems that he has suffered a lot. Wang Fuchen waved his hand and said: "Sir, if you want to talk about the bitterness of sleeping in the open air, it must not be able to run away, but the rest, it's okay." Mr. also knows the origin of my horse harrier, I was originally a bandit, what else can I do when the army is defeated? After thinking about it, I can't explain to King Chuang, but if I take refuge in Tartar like Dugu Hanjiang, I disobey Mr. 's teachings and don't say anything, and I also insult my ancestors. Then I thought, why don't you just come to you, sir. At that time, there were only more than 300 personal soldiers around me, so I walked all the way to eat big households, and cleaned up those pole thieves who didn't plan to hack Lao Tzu all the way. You also know that the world is chaotic now, and where there is food, there are soldiers. I recruited troops while eating big households along the way, and when I reached our Shandong border, there were 2,000 people. Although this is not a lot, I also selected it from tens of thousands of people! Eat hard, endure hard work, suffer hunger, endure cold, can fight, fight, and run! I believe that we will have thousands of troops in the future. Because there is a lady here, a husband is here, and with the support of Liang Guogong, and the Qin Law School is also operating, then I have nothing to fear. ”

Wu Xing smiled, but he looked a little reluctant, and at this moment, a guard suddenly came in to report to Lu Mahong, saying that an urgent letter had been sent from the front. Lu Mahong was very generous and asked Mr. Wu Xing to deal with this matter.

Wu Xing took it apart and looked at it, and laughed: "Wang Fuchen, Mrs. Li, double happiness is coming." The crowd hurriedly asked what had happened. Wu Xing unfolded the letter and said: "The front line Ekui came to report, Xie Qian set up an ambush in the Misha River in Gaolouzhai, annihilated the elite cavalry of Zhang Linghu, and killed the commander Zhang Xiaohu. Then he took advantage of the victory to surround the Liulin regiment, except for Zeng Chuansheng and a small number of personal soldiers, all the others were annihilated. Xie Qian, who had cut off his tail, had already successfully rendezvous with Ekui, and was about to come to Linyi to join us in the near future. Madame, this is a great joy! When the float is white! ”

"Wang Fuchen, since you are from the Dragon and Tiger Battalion, you are also from the old department of the first husband. I don't have to be polite with you. You rested in Linyi for a few days, and then sent people to the area of Bozhou in Mengcheng to recruit soldiers. I promise you to enlarge to four thousand soldiers. However, the equipment and armor are easy to handle, but the horses are up to you! In the future, you will be the cavalry commander of the Qilu soldiers and horses of my Nanyue Army. Join forces with Ekui and Tuha! ”

Wang Fuchen, who was born in Liukou, Ekui, who was born in Sauron, and Tuha, the authentic Manchurian Tartar of the Eight Banners, these three guys became the cavalry generals of the northern front of the Southern Guangdong Army.

These three bold guys, one is good at long-distance running, interspersed with roundabouts, one is familiar with the cavalry tactics of the Qing army, and the other is a knight in the mountains and forests. Between Jianghuai, it will soon be a change of color.

Iron hooves are everywhere, all trembling. I don't know who is going to be unlucky.