Hanging pot to help the world, I just want to live forever

Chapter 122 Ning has kindness!

In the 37th year of Zongming, in the autumn, the world was chilled.

The leaves of the trees were already yellow, and the leaves, which had been scorched in summer, finally couldn't hold on. They wobbled and fell down in the breeze, laying a thick layer of velvet on the ground.

Chen Guang stood in front of a house, staring at the large wheat fields in front of him.

The wheat field is vast and stretches endlessly at a glance, like a golden ocean.

The plump ears of wheat are hung with the blood and sweat of a year of hard work, and there should be a better harvest this year.

But there are so many wheat fields, how can someone be starved to death all the time?
Occasionally, this tall and strong man couldn't help but think about this question.

There are footsteps coming quickly from a distance.

Not long after, Wu Sheng came to him and said excitedly: "Brother, more than 100 people have come to join us recently, and our team now has a thousand people!"

Thousands of people!
This is something they never expected before.

Probably because before the news of the Allied Forces of the Four Nations spread throughout the territory of Dayue, they had already made a small business and achieved certain results.

So when the news of the Allied Forces of the Four Nations spread and the rebels from all over the country came together, many people who saw an opportunity, or were simply forced to survive, started their own plans.

Even if he didn't want to do anything at that time, people and horses continued to gather and come to work.

In fact, those people just eat for a bite.

However, now that it's the autumn harvest season, how can anyone still come to contribute?

No matter how hard those old men try to kill them, it's impossible for them not to give them a full meal at this time, right?
Doubt flashed in Chen Guang's eyes, and he asked, "It's the time of autumn harvest, why are there still people rushing to join us?"

"Hey, it's not the one who made a fuss about the crime! The officials handed over the money to the emperor, but where did the officials get their money from? They can't take it from the rich merchants and households? The wealthy merchants and wealthy households suddenly lost a lot of money. A sum of money, didn’t this account fall on the grassroots? Although it is the autumn harvest, the various taxes this year are simply unheard of and almost extinct!” Wu Sheng kept talking.

The more disaster years, the more difficult it will be for the people.

Let alone a war!

The tax that can barely be maintained during the Taiping Festival will not only not be reduced by half, but will be increased layer by layer!
It's like a vicious circle, because it's hard to live, so you have to pay more, and because you have to pay more, it's even more difficult.
Rise and fall are the suffering of the people.

The vast majority of people don’t understand much truth, and they don’t have to run to them to see their hungry faces, sallow and emaciated, and when they can barely move a finger, if they talk about the principle of "sharing worries for the country", they will die. Separated.

An occasional hungry meal is actually nothing to them.

It is not unbearable to go hungry for several meals in three days.

There probably won't be a group of people who are more hard-working than them in the whole world.

But now the posture of wanting to smash the bowl is really unbearable.

This group of the most tolerant people also had to raise farm tools and cut down bamboo to use as weapons, trying to protect their only jobs.

"Crime Silver"

Chen Guang's expression kept changing.

Of course, he had also heard about the news about the crime.

In fact, according to the report of the spies sent out, some time ago, the magistrate of a certain place posted a list, praising this move.

He also specifically listed a few wealthy businessmen who donated large sums of money, apologizing to Chen Shengdou and ordinary people for not understanding the truth of "serving the country and the people".

Of course, my uncle knows that your life is very bad, but you also need to understand the truth of worrying for the country!
Rich businessmen can donate so much food, charging you a little more tax is like killing you, is this appropriate? !Do you have a big moon in your heart?Is there an emperor?
Increase taxes, this is for the betterment of Da Yue, and for you to live a stable life!

Since I can't explain this truth to you, then don't blame us for being more ruthless.

I heard that on the day the list was posted, the county magistrate had someone arrest a few typical examples. They tortured them severely in front of the list, and finally left with their heads held high and their chests held high.

It was just that that night, more than 100 people rushed to the county government office and used the simplest farm tools to end the life of the county magistrate who was looking forward to being rewarded.

Now that group of people is still in his team, how could Chen Guang not know about it?

As one of the members who had been at the bottom, he knew all too well that the so-called bullshit money for crimes was nothing more than protection money in another way.

"Brother Chen Guangda."

Wu Sheng grabbed his arm, his eyes burst into dazzling brilliance, and he said in an extremely excited tone: "What are you waiting for? We already have thousands of people!"

He pointed to the large farmland in front of him with one hand, and said excitedly: "Look, so much food is about to be cooked. Instead of handing it over to those damned officials, why don't we take it ourselves? It's fine if we couldn't beat it before. What about now? Time doesn't wait for me!"

At this time, the timing of the uprising is also very important.

Now even if I don’t do anything every day, there are more than 1000 mouths waiting to be fed.

Those people came here in order to be able to eat two mouthfuls of food. If they can't eat enough here, what are they doing?
Before the autumn harvest is the best time, once missed it will be difficult to achieve.

There was not much time for them to hesitate.

Of course, Chen Guang also understood these things, his brows were tightly frowned, he didn't know what he was thinking about, but his eyes sometimes became fierce, and sometimes turned into unwillingness.

"Have you ever thought that after there are more people, it will be different from before?" Chen Guang said suddenly.

"What do you mean big brother?"

Wu Sheng tilted his head, a little confused.

"I didn't have a foothold before, but I can go wherever I want. There are too many people, and I can't run around in the future. There will be people dragging their families with them, so it is even more impossible to run around. There must be a place. If the matter of living here is not done, everyone will die."

Chen Guang lowered his head, looking at the soil stained on his toes.

Obviously, it was only because they couldn't keep up with the construction period of the Longevity Immortal Palace that they had to make such a bad move. How did they come to such a situation now?

They seem to have done nothing at all, but they have stood at a fork in the road.

One step forward, willing to cut into pieces in exchange for glory and wealth.

Take a step back, take some people away, and just have something to eat.

The former is very risky, but the latter may not be safe!
This shitty, cannibal world!
"Brother is actually worried about this!"

Wu Sheng laughed, and he said: "Back when the few of us couldn't catch up with the construction period, we were not afraid of anything. With two knives and a dozen or so people, we dared to stand on the official road and block people. Why is it that now? Thousands of people, but let the elder brother be afraid?"

"It's not about being afraid, it's about being responsible."

Chen Guang shook his head, "When a person is not full, he can go all out for a bite of food. But when he is full, he thinks too much. Yangzhou, have you heard the news about Huang Tianjun? The leader Huang Chao, the master of martial arts ! It is said that he dug out a stone man by the Jishui River, and the stone man was actually engraved with words!"

"That prophecy?"

Wu Sheng naturally knew the news, and said nonchalantly: "Brother, if you believe this, I will make the fox scream tonight!"

Chen Guang glared at him, "You know that's not what I meant. Think about it, people are in Yangzhou, so rich places have already begun. And Yuzhou, not to mention the leader of Bailian, who is probably the best in terms of experience?" They can’t compare to him. How can we mudlegs fight for it?”

This is a very real problem.

It just means that if you chop a bamboo and write a few sentences, others will follow you.

Now there are still people who keep coming here because there are no powerful characters on their side.

The advantages they had accumulated before were enough to attract people to join them.

But once the anti-flag is raised, the question that needs to be considered is no longer whether you can have enough food, and there is a big gap between them.

Big enough to be hopeless.

Regardless of their fame, strength, or advantages they have gained, they are nothing at all, regardless of the fact that they have gathered thousands of people.

"What do they do? Yangzhou is too far away, and the Allied Forces of the Four Nations are there. If Huang Tianjun wants to occupy Yangzhou, he must fight. Although the leader of Bailian is very powerful, the land of Yuzhou is not too far from the imperial capital. How could the emperor let him make trouble? He must be dealt with!
We have no access to villages or shops, and no one will look at us for a while.If you don't take advantage of this opportunity to gain momentum, how can there be such a good opportunity! "Wu Sheng said with certainty.

Chen Guang was about to say something.

Suddenly there was a sound in the distance, and there was a hoarse cry.

So he rushed over quickly, and saw a yamen servant holding up a whip, beating a woman continuously.

The woman was thin and shriveled, with a child in her arms.

At this time, he held a handful of wheat ears in his hand, endured the whipping of the leather whip, rubbed them with rough and dry palms, rubbed out the wheat, and passed them to the mouth of the child in his arms.

"Eat, eat."

She cried bitterly, blood seeped from her clothes, her whole body was shaking, but she still tried her best to hold the child in her arms.

"Dare to steal the master's things, I think you don't want to live!"

The yamen servant sneered, stepped forward and kicked the woman to the ground.

The little wheat that was just rubbed out was just scattered all over the ground.

Actually not many.

The yamen servant stepped forward and grabbed the child by the head.

It might be a little girl, with a pale and dazed complexion, skinny and silly.

Even if my mother fell on the side of the road, she didn't know to take a look. She just stared at the wheat on the ground and said foolishly, "The food fell away."

"Lost?"

The yamen servant sneered, "I think your heads are about to fall off! How dare you steal from the master, I don't know how to write dead!"

She was startled to cry by the servant's voice, and whispered, "Hungry!"

"Hungry, aren't you?!"

The yamen servant squatted down, grabbed a handful of dirt, and stuffed it into her mouth forcefully, "Come on, eat! Finish it for me! After eating, Grandpa will walk around you!"

"Let go of baby girl!"

The woman who had been kicked to the ground got up and jumped up like a madman, biting his arm like an irrational beast.

"Crazy bitch!"

The yamen servant cried out in pain, furious, knocked his weak body out with a slap, and drew out his knife again, "I don't know how to live or die. You stole the master's things, and you dare to resist?"

The woman cried: "It was planted by my man. It was planted by my man"

"Ha, are you still a man? The land here belongs to the master! The master is kind-hearted, and you are not satisfied with giving you a bite of food. Do you really treat it as your own thing?!"

He raised the knife with a ferocious and angry face, as if he had been greatly offended.

Cut down with the long knife!

However, just in mid-air, he stood there abruptly.

A hand grabbed his arm, preventing him from entering.

A rather burly man stood in front of him.

"you"

He wants to say something.

Immediately afterwards, he heard the man who stopped him say: "Prince and general, would you rather have a kind?!"

The light of the knife turned upward into a red glow!
There was fresh blood blooming out and splashing on people's eyes, it was red.

(End of this chapter)