When Luo Qianli was "drunk" and babbling nonsense.

Outside Peiyi City, where the ink men gathered, the ink men who came from all over the country were receiving leather armor, crossbows, and short swords.

After receiving it, they were dressed neatly, just as they had when they were guarding the city.

Shiya put on a leather armor that didn't fit well, received a crossbow, and knelt in the second row.

Mozi was in front of the inkers, and outside the village where the inkers gathered, there were already inkmen leading dogs to guard.

"Along with the rumors, those witches must be frightened. Now the trust of the witch zhu sacrifice is all with us, and these witch blessings have no choice but to turn to the local clans for help. Two things might be done. ”

"One, run away. Second, fight to the death, trying to kill our ink people. ”

"The reputation of the ink scholars only spreads in the big cities and giant towns, and the people here may not know how capable we are."

"If they fight to the death, we will kill them tonight. When the villagers gather on August 15, they will naturally promote the new policy. Hundreds of inkers, small Peiyi, without the original orders of those small officials, can still operate. Fifty-four and Meng Sheng came with news from Chu that the Chu people were extremely angry at Song Gong's betrayal of Chu, thinking that those meat eaters in Shangqiu were unable to govern this place, and they were all thinking about how to fight for power and profit and borrow the power of other countries. The three Jin into the Great Wall of Qi, the division of Jin is a foregone conclusion, the meat eaters of the Song Dynasty are fighting for the pro-Jin and pro-Chu, and no one wants to strengthen the country and enrich the people, so let's come! ”

"If they flee, it will prove that the great people will not dare to touch us for the time being. Let's start with Wu Zhu. Block the road, catch all those who escape, and let them take care of their own wealth when the villagers gather. At this time, no more than half a year ago, we will arrest people and villagers will definitely support, and then cut off the foundation of these witches in one fell swoop, and use them to punish the thunder of heaven and thunder, so that there will be no more obscenity in Peidi. ”

"Tonight's business, Shiwu is divided into groups, and each of them will go to the secretary to get the clerical task."

After Mozi finished the order, he assigned various situations and specific tasks, and this time if he could kill people, it would be in accordance with the will of the people. Just like torture is used when defending a city, it is to defend the city and reduce losses.

All the ink scholars shouted in unison, the evening glow, the red and black leather armor and the shining sword light were so dazzling, this was the first time that Shi Shi had seen the ink man really ready to kill.

The last time in Shangqiu Village, although the Mozi also acted collectively, presumably at that time, regardless of Mozi or Bird Slippery, I am afraid that they did not look at a small nobleman in their eyes.

But this is not Shangqiu, and the reputation of the ink artist for killing people is not big enough, so he had to borrow the heads of these witches first, and make some preparations for the sacrifice to seize control of the villages outside Peiyi in one fell swoop.

Shi Ye was ordered to get up, and according to Mozi's request, he wrote in advance what Geshiwu was going to do.

If it is the other party's desperate fight to attack, the ink man is not afraid, the small Peiyi gathers more than 1,000 people at most, and the ink man has more than 300 elite armor soldiers who can be regarded as elite in any country.

All we have to prepare is that if those witches escape, we must capture them all. One is that the money accumulated by Wu Zhu over the years can be returned to the villagers; Second, to catch it back, so that the villagers know their shamelessness in collecting money.

I first arrived half a year ago, and taking it lightly will lead to distrust.

But Mozi has already heard about the feedback from various village communities, and for the power of the Moziers, they don't need the support of these people, they just need these people to dare to do it if they don't oppose it.

Moreover, the golden opportunity has been determined, the king of Chu is discussing with the county princes and clans about attacking the Song Dynasty, and news has also come from Shangqiu, and the magnates of the entire Song Kingdom are busy standing in line. The nursery rhyme made by someone is fermenting, and it is intensifying, and a coup d'état is about to revolve around whether it is pro-Chu or pro-Jin.

Shi also said that this is not the opportunity to completely tear his face, and it is best to wait until the Chu people officially send troops.

Mozi also knows.

Therefore, the ink man will not take the initiative to do it, if Wu Zhu escapes, it will prove that the local clan has given up Wu Zhu, which is called broken wrist and finger, and the harm is profitable; But if these big clans don't know whether to live or die and choose to do it before the villagers gather, then they can't wait for death.

If they don't do it before the villagers gather, Mozi believes that they will have no chance to do it again.

It's also helpless. If it was in a big city such as Shangqiu Taoyi, such a small nobleman would not dare to make a move with the Moji; But the people here don't seem to know much about the ink and killing, just in case they have murderous intentions, the so-called newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, if it is really a cow in a herd that has been eaten by tigers, it is simple.

After the assignment was completed, hundreds of ink warriors sat on their knees in silence, silently waiting for the news from Peiyi City.

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Luo Qianli's wild words soon spread to the Wuzhu believers living in Peiyi.

Wu Zhu's leader at this time was completely devastated, he knew that the tide was gone after seeing the public opinion raging that day, so he wanted to believe that the Mo Scholar just wanted to break the human sacrifice.

People are always willing to believe what they want to believe.

But who would have thought that these ink artists were going to drive them out.

Looking at the more than thirty wooden boxes parked in the room that were exchanged for money with money from the ink man, and thinking about the previous group of seven people singing and dancing around these wooden boxes, his face turned pale.

When the thirty or so people returned, they did vomit fluorescent, shiny food that seemed to be as shiny as Hou Zhu.

That night, some people were thirsty, some were writhing in their stomachs, and some were vomiting blood, but the ink man only said that it was a burning soul, and it was not a big deal.

However, in three days, all of them were "sleepwalking in the realm", so the ink man sent a few wooden boxes, helped them to put them in, and collected a lot of money.

When it stinks slightly, the ink master sends someone to say that this is normal.

How can the world easily associate with demons and gods? The ghosts and gods eat the wind and drink the dew, but the world eats the grains, these smells are to remove the dirt in the body, and it will not take long to be pure as a baby......

At this time, these strange "cultivation" theories are the supreme avenue, where have these witches heard of it? Suddenly felt tall, and when I thought about it, it was quite reasonable, but it was difficult to refute.

So a group of seven, dressed in red, sang and danced around these wooden boxes, just to wait until the time of Jin Wuqi, Na Mo Qi used witchcraft to recall these people, and from then on he could also have the ability to "not be afraid of frying and turning his fingers into fire".

But now that I listen to the words of the drunken inkman, these inkers clearly want to kill them without leaving any of them.

Last time, I didn't do it, I was afraid that I was worried that the people would not be convinced, but this time the people have gathered, and I don't have to worry about it!

A few witch wishes hurriedly opened a wooden box, and the disgusting smell of corpses came to their faces, and the people inside had already rotted, where was there a trace of fairy wind bones?

The leader Wu Zhu sat on the ground, the next Wu Zhu knelt on the ground retching, and the witch man cried together, not knowing what to do.

"Let's fight to the death with those inkers! It's already like this, once the people gather, they explain in public, public opinion is raging, where can we survive? These ink writers say that they want to kill us, then they will really kill us! Last time, I killed people with a smile on my face, and we have to thank you, this time I'm afraid I will kill even harder! ”

"That's right! Even the youngest ink artist never showed mercy when he killed. When he fed the teacher poison, he was still smiling! It is impossible for such a person to let us go! ”

The leader Wu Zhu said angrily: "Fight! How can we fight now? Now the drunken man has given us some chance to survive in death. ”

"Collecting money and sharing money, those big clans, subordinate officials, and clan elders are all involved, how can they do it if they don't want to stand up now? If the Inkman wants to deal with us, we have to pull them down, and they still think that the Inkman is only dealing with us? Dream! ”

He is a person who has experienced and been deceived, so he no longer has any trust in the ink people, and he also feels that these ink people are acting strangely, and he will never just do it to his own people.

"Go to a few people! Talk to those people about it and let them figure it out. If they really don't want to go against the Inkman, we'll have to flee! ”

His subordinates and believers cried, "Where are you going to flee?" We have land, slaves, respect, and all our possessions. If we run away, what will we live on? ”

The leader said angrily: "If you don't escape, those people don't come forward, you will only die!" Do you want to lie in it too? You've seen the ferocity of the ink masters, but no one believed that they would kill people before, but they killed more than 30 people, but they were soft? ”

scolded a few words angrily, and sent people to the homes of those big clans, subordinate officials, and village elders who cooperated with them to ask for countermeasures.

As soon as they ran out, some of the craftsmen or ink artists who were wandering the streets immediately followed, remembering the families they had contacted.

The footprints of these people, like silk threads, are woven into a spider web that is not easy to see on weekdays, leading to the situation that Peiyi usually does not look carefully.

Soon, other people came out of the courtyard where these witches came and went, and gradually gathered together and began to discuss countermeasures.

These people who collected money together in the sacrificial activities were quite puzzled by the behavior of the ink masters.

Originally, most of them were princes of small countries, and after the destruction of the country, they migrated here with their people. As the clan gradually disintegrated, they also used the remnants of the previous clan society to plunder a large number of private lands for themselves.

They are either small nobles who are recognized or divided, or the heads of the families of a local ethnic group, who love this land deeply and deeply.

In their opinion, no matter whose fiefdom it is, it is always difficult to move the interests of their own people, and someone must help them govern, collect taxes, and recruit, and it is impossible for the great nobles to be here in person without participating in political activities.

These families are the epitome of the small slavery of the clan to the small slavery of feudalism.

They migrated here with their clansmen, and according to the customs of the clan era, they distributed land and cultivated a part of the clan land and sacrificial fields together.

These people were not Yin merchants, and they were not affected by the Song State's land granting system at first, and the Song State's jurisdiction could not have jurisdiction over this place.

However, the customary system of dividing the land of rural village communities also existed here as a common system in the clan era. In the beginning, it was possible to exchange fields with each other every few years, and people within the clan habitually cultivated the clan public fields and ceremonial fields collectively.

With the increase in population, the development of productive forces, the emergence of private mu tax, and the arrival of a large number of fugitive population, etc., the clan elders who did not abide by the land exchange system and had the power to divide the land began to plunder the public land of those clans and become their own private land.

Gradually, the concept of private ownership took root in the hearts of the people, and the small family slave clan groups slowly disintegrated.

They are very similar to some county public groups in the Chu State, with local autonomy, a nest of snakes and rats, nominal belonging, and control of grassroots power.

It's just that compared with some county dukes and county monarchs of Chu State, who have the right to start war, the right to govern, the right to armistice, etc., the strength of the local people is not enough.

In later generations, this was Western Chu, as an important foundation in the later period of the Chu State, which was also the situation after the Song people migrated to avoid the Three Jin Dynasty and cleaned it once, and the Chu people cleaned it again after moving the capital.

It was the Song and Chu people who migrated in large numbers, the coercion of officials backed by the violent apparatus of the state after the reform of the law, and the relocation of the ruling center that completely changed the situation in these places.

But now, these old men of the old era are full of confidence. Even if the Song Princes came, they needed to ask them to understand Peiyi, and they also needed to rely on them to collect Peiyi's taxes and achieve nominal jurisdiction over Peiyi.

If the Song State could govern the countryside, it would not be the weak Song Dynasty it is today; On the other hand, if the Song State could effectively govern and govern here, there would be no such group.

Nominally, as low-ranking nobles of the Song state, they had jurisdiction over legitimate part of their fiefs and peasants on their fiefs, which the Song dukes used in exchange for their feudal military obligations.

At the same time, it also held the grassroots jurisdiction outside its own fiefdom, acting as a bridge between the Song duke and the local farmers, completing the local tax payment and military conscription when necessary.

Even if the Mo people had the nominal right to tax, they had no right to touch the rights and interests in their small fiefdoms, and once they did, they would break with the feudal nobles of the entire Song Kingdom.

The self-confidence of these old men of the old era is not unfounded. Provoke them, who will manage here? Centralized Appointment of Officials? Not to mention the weak Song Dynasty at this time, how many countries in the world have done it at this time? Whoever does it will become a strong country.