Bury the Qing Dynasty

Chapter 31

In Zhangchen Village, in a wing room of Master Lin’s house, the landlord, Master Lin, sat on the main seat, squinting his eyes slightly, smoking a dry cigarette, and letting the men in front of him quarrel.

These men are members of the peasant association in Zhangchen Village, and they are now arguing about whether they should become officials according to the government's wishes.

One of them yelled aggrievedly: "Who said that being an official of the government has to oppress the people? Eldest young master, don't you wrong people by saying this!"

The man called Young Master Lin sneered and said: "The officials still say that being an official does not make decisions for the people, it is better to go home and sell sweet potatoes, and the result? No fucking, everyone regards themselves as ordinary people Master?"

"The reason why those yamen servants were so polite when they came here this time? Do you really think that they suddenly became knowledgeable and courteous?"

"And you, you want to speak for the common people in the peasant association, but also serve as an official for the government. Why do you think so beautifully? You forgot that your brother has already voted for Meng Lianggu's head? In the future, the government will let you Report Meng Lianggu's whereabouts, will you report or not?"

The person who was reprimanded by Young Master Lin was even more wronged: "I'm not thinking about superficially agreeing to the government, so what should we do with the rest? What if the government really annoys the government, and the government sends a large army to encircle and suppress us?"

Another person also said: "The young master said that the servants became polite because of Meng Lianggu's heroes and our peasant association. I admit this, but whether Meng Lianggu can withstand the siege of the government is still another matter. Let's take the treasure now." Go all in, just in case..."

But Young Master Lin snorted and said: "He can send a large army over. There are hundreds of men in our Zhangchen Village. In addition, we have joint defense and joint protection with several nearby villages, so we may not be afraid of the government."

Speaking of this, Young Master Lin glared at the men with hatred for iron and steel, and reprimanded: "No, my Lin family can be regarded as a big family, why is it that my family is not cowardly, but you guys are cowardly!" What about this egg?"

"There's an old saying that porcelain doesn't touch crock pots. Why do you dare to touch the porcelain in my house? Are you afraid of crock pots instead?"

Having said that, Young Master Lin turned his attention to Master Lin again, and asked, "Father? Do you think this makes sense?"

Master Lin took two puffs of dry cigarettes, looked at those who were arguing with the young master of the Lin family, and said, "Did the old man charge you less than [-]% of the rent? Originally, the old man was thinking of reducing the rent to [-]%. Come on, the old man is too lenient to you."

Knocking off the cigarette ash, Master Lin asked again: "If you didn't charge you [-]% of the rent, the old man's family business must be much bigger than it is now, do you believe it or not?"

Several men nodded and shouted: "Yes, Mr. Lin is right, you are merciful."

However, Master Lin snorted and said: "This peasant association was set up by the old man on his own initiative, and the guard of the peasant association was also set up by the old man in response to Meng Lianggu's call. It's not for any other reason, just to see you guys. The poor ghosts are living too hard, this old man can't bear it."

"Tell you, I have lived my whole life, what kind of days have I not seen? What kind of rice noodles have I not eaten?"

"The old man puts the ugly words to the fore. If any of you want to be a dog to the Tartar government, first return the old man's land to the old man, or raise the rent to [-]%."

"A bunch of idiots, they don't understand things like this prodigal son of my family! Go away, I'm annoyed when I see you."

A few men were scolded by Mr. Lin, and they were about to say goodbye to Mr. Lin, but Mr. Lin snorted again and said: "By the way, go back and tell those poor ghosts, let them all see if they have money in their families, can they help you?" If you can find a way to collect some, I will sell them all the land at a low price, master."

"If you really don't have any money, you can come to my family to borrow money back. If you need to sign and draw a deposit, you can sign and draw a deposit. Master, I don't want to pay you some interest. Just pay it off within three years."

Several men couldn't believe their ears.

Although Mr. Lin often does some good deeds to build bridges and repair roads, and the rent is [-] to [-]% lower than other places, but Mr. Lin is notoriously stingy, and he would like to break a penny into two halves to spend. Those lands are the lifeblood of Mr. Lin. If you have something to do, you have to go to the fields to wander around. Now you are willing to sell them at a low price. You are afraid that the big guy will not have enough money, so you want to lend money to the big guy?Still don't want interest?
Is this the sun coming out from the west?
Seeing the men staring at each other, Master Lin took another two puffs of his cigarette, and cursed: "Why, everyone can't understand human words, right? , Hurry up and go back to raise money for the old man."

After the men from the peasant association thanked him and left, Young Master Lin immediately pulled his face down, looked at Master Lin and said, "Father? Isn't it too bad for us to do this?"

Master Lin took two puffs of his cigarette and asked, "Let me ask you, there are about a dozen villages, large and small, near Zhangchen. Apart from our family and your uncle's family, there are still a few gentry masters left. ?”

Young Master Lin shook his head and said: "Look at what you asked, who doesn't know that only our family and my uncle's family are left around, and the other families have been wiped out?"

Master Lin hummed, and took two puffs of cigarettes in a row: "Then tell me, why is our family okay, your uncle's family is okay, and the rest of them have been wiped out?"

Young Master Lin replied dumbfoundingly: "I know the truth you said, isn't it because our family and uncle's family charge low rent, and usually do some good deeds to repair bridges and roads, so the common people miss us dear?"

"However, it's fine if we lower the rent. Why do you still want to sell the land to the people? It's fine to sell the land. You still lend money to them. You don't want to pay interest. , what do you say this is called?"

Master Lin snorted and scolded: "You don't understand! The old man usually tells you to read more books, but you either have a headache or a pain in your buttocks, but now you can't even understand this."

"Our family usually collects less rent than others, and the common people think about our family. Our family took the lead in organizing the farmers' association, and the people still think about our family. But in other villages, the gentry are eliminated and divided. Land, we continue to collect rent, if things go on like this, will those common people still think of us?"

"So, let's take the initiative to sell the land back to them. Not only can we preserve the family business, but we can also get money. It's not a loss."

"The most important thing is that our family will leave a good name."

"Even if there is a prodigal son like you in the family who ruined the family fortune, just relying on our family's reputation, we can get more food than others when we go out to beg."

Speaking of this, Master Lin half-closed his eyes and sucked two more puffs of cigarettes, then knocked the cigarette pot clean, and said: "You are ready to prepare, bring half of the family's money and food, and go to invest in Meng Lianggu's master."

Young Master Lin was startled, and asked, "Father? Is our family really going to vote for Zhu Jinsong?"

Master Lin hummed, and said, "Look at the successful rebels in the history books, which one didn't start with the people who couldn't eat?"

"The big head of Meng Lianggu wiped out the evil gentry and established a peasant association. In less than a month, he was able to shake several prefectures in Shandong. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has the appearance of a potential dragon."

"Our Lin family will give it a go this time. If we win the fight, we will be a dragon. If we can't win, we will change our face and hide our identity. Sooner or later, we will have a comeback."

Eldest Young Master Lin hummed, and made up his mind: "Then I'm going to make preparations and leave for Menglianggu tomorrow morning to see if there is any opportunity, but the government..."

Master Lin hummed and said, "There is nothing to worry about at the government's side."

"Some people think that with the status of an official, they can get more benefits than the peasant association, but they don't know that their status as a peasant association is elected by the people. They voted for the government. Do the people still recognize their status as a peasant association? If you don’t recognize them, the government will still take them seriously?”

"Leave good people not doing it, but have to be dogs for others, a bunch of idiots!"

There is no shortage of idiots in this world.

The few people in Xiaozhangzhuang who were elected as the peasant association took advantage of the existence of the peasant association to become officials, thinking that they would have the status of officials from then on, and they could eat the emperor's food, and they would no longer be like those mud legs.

These few people nodded and bowed their heads and led the yamen servants through the streets and alleys, beating the broken gong in their hands loudly, shouting loudly: "All the old and young men in the village listen carefully, the spring tax in the 49th year of Qianlong is due to be paid! The tax payment this time is at our peasant association!"

Fortunately, such idiots are still in the minority after all, because most of the peasant associations are recommended by the bitter people themselves. Be a dog.

Yan Xiangqing, the magistrate of Yan racked his brains to come up with a clever plan, which did not meet the original expectations at all.

Therefore, Yan Zhifu could only stand in front of Mingxing, the governor of Shandong, with trepidation, and honestly accept the baptism of saliva from Mingfutai: "This is what you said that the farmers will be used by me! Ah! This is what you said Zhu Ni has nowhere to hide! Ah!"

Mingxing turned around angrily, and finally sat back on the chair and waved his hands: "This matter can't be hidden, and it will soon be the day when Long Live Lord leaves for the south, now you'd better pray that Zhu Ni don't come out to make troubles for the time being."

Yan Zhifu felt very headache, and wanted to hack Zhu Jinsong to death.

Ten years of cold window, ten years of cold window plus 3 taels of silver in exchange for the magistrate of a rich county, and then another ten years, and tens of thousands of taels of snowflake silver, and then step by step to the position of prefect of Yizhou .

Now it's good, the prefect of the Qing Dynasty has just plugged up the shortfall that he spent before in the past three years, and before he has time to enjoy the feeling of enjoying a hundred thousand snowflakes in his hands, the prefect himself is at risk of losing his head!

All thanks to Zhu Jinsong!
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No matter how Zhu Jinsong thought about it, it never occurred to Zhu Jinsong that the magistrate Yan would be so stupid as to turn the peasant association into a coquettish operation.

This way of playing is no longer just a question of whether he is stupid or not, but that he treats the people all over the world as fools—how did the peasant association come about?The peasant association was elected only after those people who could not survive united to destroy the evil gentry!

Even if there is no saying that the poorer you are, the more honorable you are at this time, but those people who are too poor to survive will recommend rich peasants who are not poor to be members of the peasant association?

Of course, it is not ruled out that some people will be wooed by the government, but such people are only a minority after all, and the peasant association itself is elected by the people themselves. Once someone joins the government, will the people choose it again?
Therefore, Yan Zhifu's clever plan was to stabilize the world, but he didn't want the world to be stabilized. Instead, he helped Zhu Jinsong identify whether the members of the peasant association were firm or not, and even spent a lot of money for it.

Zhu Jinsong sat on the chair with a smile, and said to Liu Huaiwen who was sitting beside him: "The government is in a hurry, so you have to speed up the progress."

Liu Huaiwen said: "Already trying to find a way to speed it up, but we can only get some simple bird guns on the mountain now, and the top of the sky is similar to that used by officers and soldiers. It is estimated that the quality is not as good as that used by officers and soldiers. A kind of flintlock gun, it is estimated that it will not be available for a while."

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