Qianlong: Qing Dynasty?What about my Daqing?

Chapter 253 Magistrate Chen, You Are Getting Prosperous

Following Chen Zhongliang's order.

Immediately, the brave men who spoke various accents of Hakka, Chaoshan, vernacular, and Gan dialect took off their engineering shovels from their backs and started digging vigorously.

Although everyone has different accents, they can basically speak some broken Mandarin.

So there is no problem in communication.

At the beginning of the establishment of Jifeng County, he had worked hard at the grassroots level in Lanfang for two years. Chen Zhongliang, a Cantonese who was squeezed out by the Hakka people who were dominant in Lanfang and loved to cuddle, asked the prefect of Landong and the Governor's Office suggestion.

Disrupt the former gathering form of clan blood, folks and native land.

Completely disrupt the old social connections and form brand new reclamation villages.

Create a state where everyone is almost completely unfamiliar, and avoid the previous situation where the big newspaper groups bully the small ones, and the folks with the dominant population bully the areas with a small population.

It was this suggestion that allowed Chen Zhongliang to get the magistrate of Jifeng County—this was an exceptional promotion, because Chen Zhongliang’s reputation was only a scholar, and he did not take part in the imperial examination—mainly because the higher authorities did not let anyone go .

And it turns out.

Chen Zhongliang's method is very good.

After there is no problem of large newspaper groups and newspaper groups in areas with dominant population.

Reclamation villages carry out collective labor, share the benefits, and conduct autonomous management by voting.

Without the shackles of the old social order, under the brand-new social form, this organizational form, which is different from other local guards in Lanfang, has shown a strong combat effectiveness.

Without the support of the big clan.

When everything depends on oneself, or when everyone wants to apply for a group, they can only find the greatest common divisor——Han Chinese

Unexpectedly, they can be more active and positive than when we were all of the same clan together.

After two years of observation, Chen Zhongliang came to a conclusion that surprised even a scholar who came from a big clan: the big clan has maintained its original social structure, and the original model of respect, order, and benefit distribution has solidified , Dafang and clan elders who have the right to speak can always occupy more.

Under such circumstances, ordinary people do not have much initiative and enthusiasm to defend the reclamation area with their guns - so they need to rely on the Japanese military corps hired by Emperor Zhu to expand in the early stage.

But in Jifeng County, because of the implementation of the method of "breaking up" the clan.

Clan structures were dismantled.

And a fairer "voting system" makes the distribution of benefits more fair and reasonable.

It also stimulated the desire of the people to develop land - after all, most of the income from labor is now their own.

at the same time.

Fighting with guns is to defend their own interests, which also makes the militiamen more enthusiastically participate in this kind of encirclement and suppression against the aborigines.

That is
Compared with the clan, an organizational form that is actually full of oppression and unfair distribution.

This kind of "everyone discusses it" seems to be a very simple reclamation village system, but it has more vigorous vitality and a stronger spirit of expansion!

These are all mentioned by Chen Zhongliang when he wrote to his uncle Chen Tingxuan who was the magistrate in Guangzhou—his purpose is actually very simple, he wants to leave Lanfang and go to the mainland to develop.

Because from Chen Zhongliang's point of view, in Lanfang, the work has come to an end now.

The position of magistrate above is occupied by the Hakka people of Jiaying Prefecture. I have reached the end of being a county magistrate myself, and there is no way to continue to seek progress. To put it in a more fashionable way.

Lanfang, which is dominated by Hakka forces in Jiaying Prefecture.

Chen Zhongliang, a native of Cantonese, has met the ceiling of his career.
Want to break through.

The best way is to leave this environment.

However, Chen Xiucai didn't have any background, the only one who could help him a little bit.

It is the new Guangzhou prefect Chen Tingxuan who also has the same surname, but is actually far away from his blood relationship.

It's just that the letter was sent out two or three months ago.

Stone sinks into the sea.

I don't know if this uncle saw it.

It's really worrying.

Just when Chen Zhongliang was thinking.

More than 100 old farmers behind them dug a circular trench very neatly.

After all, it is farming.

Talent is digging.

Chen Zhongliang, who was lying on the trench, felt a little relieved.

Just now.

Sure enough, a group of shirtless local black skins with muskets, machetes, bows and arrows rushed out of the front.

In fact, it is not very black, but it is darker than the Han people, but it is also whiter than the real black Africans.

But at a glance, it looks different from the Han people.

"I lost it!"

Chen Zhongliang was startled.

Because the number of people rushing out from the opposite side is really too much.

Too late to count.

Chen Zhongliang raised his musket and aimed it at a clothed leader about a hundred paces away.

Snapped!
Gunshots sounded.

next moment.

The native leader fell to the ground.

shoot with great precision!If he had used bows and arrows, Chen Zhongliang would have been able to pass the examination of Wu Juren in the former Qing Dynasty.

Unfortunately, he used a flintlock.

Like him, there are more than 300 people behind him who can complete the hundred-step piercing with a flintlock.

Gunshots are the signal.

soon.

Intensive gunfire crackled and crackled.

The natives who rushed out of the woods staggered to and fro in a large area.

But the natives who were invaded by outsiders and driven into the dense forest continued to charge without any fear, with hatred in their eyes.

clap clap clap!
The indigenous warriors carrying various muskets fought back with their muskets.

It is necessary to fight the invaders to the end.

It showed the courage to oppose Ming imperialism bravely and fearlessly - these are all written in the textbooks of later generations of Europeans.

The real scene was that the leader was beaten to death.

The aborigines who lost their command began to shoot indiscriminately.

They fired from a distance, forming patches of smoke.

It sounds hilarious.

But it did not cause any harm to the Ming colonists lying on the trenches.

"Load! Load! Get closer and fire!"

The Japanese counterfeit samurai Tian Shanyue said loudly.

The Japanese samurai and the old Han peasants in front of the trench stopped shooting one after another, waiting to put their opponents in front of them.

Those natives were indeed very heroic.

Wuwuwu screamed and rushed to a distance of about twenty steps from the trench.

Accompanied by a burst of intensive gunfire.

In an instant, the natives rushing to the front seemed to be hit by a heavy hammer, and the momentum of the charge stopped suddenly, and the dense crowd coming from behind was crowded and trampled.

Dozens of grenades were thrown over, causing terrible casualties immediately.

The surviving natives screamed and retreated.

"After being beaten so many times, they are still in a mess. I really don't know what's in these guys' heads?"

Chen Zhongliang muttered.

Then the filling was done quickly.

Then he took out the tightly pressed rice cakes from his pocket.

"Hurry up and eat, they should rush again before dark, our people will arrive tomorrow morning."

soon.

Like Chen Zhongliang, everyone took out rice cakes made of steamed rice and gnawed them, and special logistics soldiers lit a fire to boil water.

Everyone looked as usual.

As long as you withstood the first wave of attacks, there was nothing to worry about.

Guard this trench.

If these aborigines don't retreat, wait for Landong Mansion to send a brigade of brutal Japanese samurai.

They couldn't leave even if they wanted to.

on that night.

The remnants of this group of natives retreated into the depths of the dense forest.

And with the development of the land of Borneo by the Han people.

The area of ​​these dense forests where people can hide will inevitably become smaller and smaller.
In fact, similar battles often occur between the forests and fields bordering the two sides.

It is rare to have such a large-scale battle.

It is usually a small-scale conflict involving a few or dozens of people.

And with the advantage of weapons.

Casualties among Han peasants were far less than those among indigenous people.

Under this situation.

It will not be far when the entire Borneo is turned into "rehmannia land" and all the aborigines become "panao" which is said to have a good curative effect.

on the second day.

Chen Zhongliang led the brigade back to Jifeng County.

Jifeng County. It should have been called Jifeng County.

It's just because if you want to set up a county, you can't call it such a vulgar name.

So it was changed to Jifeng.

Although it is a county seat.

But in fact, it is just a few earthen enclosures, with the sun and moon flags hanging high.

On the surrounding cultivated fields, the seedlings have already begun to head.

Farmers use water trucks to pump water from the river to the fields to replenish the rice fields.

And if you look carefully.

can be found.

On the edge of every field ridge where people work.

All with muskets!

When I saw a large group of people coming back with a head.

The Han farmers who were doing farm work cheered.

obviously.

They've won it for a while, and the chances of those damned wildlings coming to harass their fields are less.

After entering from the city gate.

A woman with a stomachache staggered up to meet her.

"Husband, I heard that there was an accident this time? Are you all right?"

"It's okay! What's the matter? I've been nesting in the wild all night, and the Japanese samurai have been sent into the forest to pursue it."

Chen Zhongliang looked at Xu Hongxia, who was pregnant and was holding a fat boy over one year old, forced a smile and said.

Xu Hongxia is ugly and fierce, and she often chased and beat him when she was a child.

If he had been chosen, he would not have married her.

But there is no way.

He fell ill within a few days after arriving in Lanfang, and he survived under the personal care of Xu Hongxia.

A big girl with yellow flowers has taken care of her for so many days and saved her life.

If they don't give people a title, then Xu Hongxia can only jump into the river.

Everyone is a fellow from Daling Village.

If this matter gets out, I am afraid that I will be ashamed to face the folks.

And this is Lanfang, not in the mainland.

Xu Hongxia is the well-known "hunter".

If you are in a hurry, when will you shoot me in the back?
no way.

I can only grit my teeth, close my eyes, and turn off the lights.

Just now.

Riding west in front.

Holding a roll of yellow silk in his hand.

"Where is Chen Zhongliang, magistrate of Jifeng County?"

"The emperor has a decree! Go to the northern capital to face the saint!"

When everyone heard this, their faces changed slightly.

Go to Beijing?
How far is that!
Then everyone looked at Chen Zhongliang again.

Tian Shanyue showed joy, and said enviously: "Chen Zhixian, you are about to develop!" '

(End of this chapter)