Begging in late Ming Dynasty

Chapter 655
Yingtian, Riverside, Longjiang Textile Factory.

"Go in! Go in!"

Amidst the rude yelling, more than a dozen Eight Banners soldiers waved their whips and drove the group of workers into the bathroom like cattle. One end went in and the other end went out. Money rat tails, gnashing of teeth, and clenching of fists are all over the place.

The once cheerful workplace has now become a slave farm. Jiannu has taken over the legacy of the West India Company from the eunuchs. All the workers have been reduced to official slaves who are not as good as the coats!

The food they ate was the worst, and the eunuchs still had to find excuses to exploit them anyway. These barbarians were direct, and all their savings were snatched away by the Jiannu Eight Banners who came to search, and all those who dared to resist were directly killed on the spot. Death, the workload is extended to the maximum, as for the salary?Hmph, don't even think about it, let alone the various benefits and holidays in Song Qingshu's era.

There used to be workers who complained about the boring production and life, but now it seems that it was heaven at that time!
"Let go of me! Let go of me, I would rather die than shave my head! I am a Han, a dignified Han, not you wild tartars!"

In the silence, suddenly a man rushed out noisily, wrestled with the Eight Banners soldiers who were watching, and cursed at the same time, but immediately, he was knocked to the ground, and a little leader with a swollen face was cursing A big gun went down.

Smelling the choking smell of blood, the workers in line became even more silent.

But the killing didn't scare everyone. Not far from the bathroom, in the dense grass, more than a dozen workers held chisels and hammers for labor, and watched the scene with gnashing teeth.

"For my Huaxia, for my Ming Dynasty, I will fight with those gangsters today! I don't want my life, how about you?"

"Fuck his mother, he's afraid of a hammer! I'm also a man with handles! I can't do this grandson who bows his head!"

More than a dozen people shouted at each other, and they were about to go up with the guy, but who knew that one hand suddenly grabbed the leader's shoulder and pulled him back all at once.

"who!"

With a clatter, a dozen Jiannu soldiers drew their knives and surrounded them, but saw a big man standing in front of the dozen people with a smile on his face, nodding and bowing his head.

"Mr. Jun! Don't be afraid, Mr. Duomo! Mr. Duomo ordered the little one to repair the latrines. These are the people I found. Why the hell are you just standing there, why don't you salute Mr. Jun?"

Seeing so many soldiers suddenly appearing suddenly, these workers felt a little guilty, but they all reported that they must die. If they want them to salute the dog tartar, it would be better to kill them!Fortunately, these surrendered soldiers among the slaves were obviously very afraid of Tama, who was a pure slave, and waved their hands impatiently.

"Go away!"

This gang of bastards left, and a dozen desperate men broke into a cold sweat. Although they were determined to do their best, they didn't want the blood to be shed in vain. What they wanted to kill was Jian Nuzheng who had a blood feud with the workers. Lan Qi was in command of Ba Muluo, but he didn't want to be hacked to death in vain before killing him.

It doesn't mean that the workers are grateful to Han Dahu. The leading worker with a scalded scar on his face spat on the ground in disdain.

"Don't be hypocritical here, Han Wangba, don't you enjoy being a dog slave to the Sao Tartars? Why don't you arrest us brothers and give credit to your master?"

It really made these workers dissatisfied. The main trade union members who usually protect the interests of the workers became their accomplices when Jiannu arrived. Tens of thousands of workers have already joined forces to riot again.

However, even though he was spit on his feet, Han Dahu was still not angry. Instead, he nervously glanced at the room where the head was shaved. Seeing that no one was paying attention, he was relieved, and then he suddenly put his mouth close to the head worker in a weird way. A scalded scar on the side of the ear.

"The long night has an end! The sunrise over the sea is fleeting!"

Amidst the stunned faces of several workers, Han Dahu nodded and bowed like a dog's leg and waited on him. Looking at his back, he squatted back into the grass again. A dozen of them were thinking hard to decipher the meaning of this sentence. Suddenly, The youngest here, but the young scholar who went to night school the most, suddenly slapped his thigh.

"Sunrise on the sea, isn't our commander just going on the sea by boat?"

These words made everyone's eyes brighten, but then Xiao Xiucai hurriedly covered his mouth, and his eyes met. These workers did not show their bravery for a while, but slipped back silently.

Like them, there are still many returning to the jobs they escaped from. Although they are still as heavy as they were oppressed, many workers are actually a little more motivated.

Just because of one sentence, the long night will come to an end!
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Compared with the dire situation of the people in the south of the Yangtze River, the tens of thousands of slaves who crossed the river obviously had a pretty good life. In Liaodong, they had never seen such a prosperous life with sufficient supplies. Some soldiers of the Eight Banners even had more than ten small I am now a concubine, and the leader of the Eight Banners Army, Prince Yu Duoduo, lived a very happy life. He lived in the Forbidden Palace repaired by Zhu Yousong. Zhu Yousong also left him countless gold and silver treasures and a large group of Jiangnan beauties. Today's days, in the past in Liaodong, life is simply a beggar's life.

But Duduo is not all in his favor. Ever since the shaving and obedience order was issued, Jiangnan's one after another resistance has sprung up, especially Chen Zilong, Xia Yunyi and other loyal officials of the former Ming Dynasty launched an uprising in Taihu Lake, calling fishermen and water bandits around Taihu Lake. It is even more powerful, and the Jiannu who will go to conquer will be defeated by a few Meler. Chen Zilong is well-known in the south of the Yangtze River, and Xia Yunyi is also a famous person in Jiangzuo. I am afraid that Jiangnan will have to repeat the extermination.

Also in Jiangsu and Zhejiang, after King Fu was captured, some former Ming officials who fled there supported the King of Lu to supervise the country. Dorgon was already determined to pacify the world, and the next step was to continue to conquer the south. There were still many things to deal with.

Therefore, starting from the ninth day of July, Duoduo also temporarily gave up the banquet, and hastily arranged the next military operation. The Eight Banners Army, which had been resting for more than two months, was mobilized again to drive those Nanming who had been incorporated into the Green Camp. Surrendering troops, intending to go further south.

But at this moment, Zong Hao, the prefect of Changzhou, sent someone to ask for help. A county under the rule of Changzhou was rebellious, and Prince Yu was asked to send troops to support it quickly.

This one is about to go south to destroy the King of Lu, and part of the army is going west to conquer Taihu Lake. For Changzhou, Duoduo really doesn't care. After all, there are many rebellious villagers these days. Dozens of heads, let the surrendered soldiers do more damage, and it will calm down. Randomly arrange a cow record, and bring more than 1000 Jiangnan surrendered soldiers, and Duoduo will not pay attention.

However, at the same time, Jiangyin County in the south of the Yangtze River has already fallen into a turmoil.

"cut!"

The executioner with his chest bare and wearing red trousers sprayed wine on the machete, and immediately slashed it down. With a click, the naked head flew out with a braid, and when he died, he left behind a full face. Seeing this person being beheaded, all the soldiers and civilians in the city burst into cheers.

Among them, a middle-aged man with a face like a jujube and a burly figure, but with a gentle beard, wearing a ninth-rank official uniform, strode forward and raised his head, and shouted to the cheering crowd.

"Fang Heng is a Jinshi of Ming Dynasty, but he is the county magistrate for Jiannu, and he also helps Jiannu enslave us, so that our ancestors will be destroyed! Rui's unfaithful, filial and unrighteous people! Today, I, the righteous people of Jiangyin, will be beheaded! In short, with the blood of this beast, make up your mind, don't shave your hair, don't take it easy, and don't surrender!"

"Never surrender!"

Following the courageous shouting, even women or ten-year-old children showed determination on their faces, and the backs discarded by literati and bureaucrats were picked up by these bottom-level mud-like Dousheng people. Thousands of people, old and young, raised their fists together, and the city was buzzing with the roar of courage. The whole Jiangnan War against the Qing Dynasty was the greatest and most tragic Battle of Jiangyin. .

But this time, Jiangyin is no longer fighting alone!Under the leadership of envoys Yan Yingyuan, Chen Mingyu, and instructor Feng Houdun, righteous people from Jiangyin, strong men and women poured into the barracks of the North and South City one after another. What awaited them was not the crude swords and rusted spears in history. guns, but dug out from the ground, the first-class cast iron flintlock guns that were coated with oil and exuded the cold light of black metal, and there were even more than twenty thousand-jin small red barbarian cannons, hundreds of barrels of gunpowder, tens of thousands of catties, as early as A year ago, these things had been hidden in the basement of the Jiangyin West India Company branch, but today, they finally came in handy.

Picking up one of the firecrackers, he fired a shot at the corner of the wall, and immediately removed the bayonet from the front of the firecracker, and threw it at the wooden post at the gate of the yamen. The villagers received their firearms one after another, and some happily pushed the cannons towards the city. Yan Yingyuan couldn't help but clasped his fists in surprise and bowed down.

"Song Shuai's kindness, the people of Jiangyin will remember it in their hearts!"

"No, before the end of this trip, the commander-in-chief said that Jiangyin's righteousness is not as good as it is! Those ministers and scholars who claim to be gentlemen have all shaved their heads, but the people of Jiangyin dare to defend our civilization. What our ancestors left behind Once he dies, envoy Yan Dian and the people of Jiangyin are a great kindness just now, please be respected by Song Mou!"

As he spoke, Song Yongzhong bowed deeply and bowed deeply.

The light rain from the south of the Yangtze River sprinkled colorfully on the top of the blue city. In the direction of Changzhou, the distraught magistrate Zong Hao brought 3000 Jian slaves and more than [-] green battalion battalions as support, and rushed over like wolves and tigers. , the murderous Qing soldiers strode forward arrogantly and domineeringly, no one noticed that on both sides of the road leading to Jiangyin, among the dense reeds and long grass, there were ragged and shabby rural soldiers in earthen clothes and cloth shirts. Lying there silently, only the occasional click of the bayonet being fired came from the grass.

These servile people and the invaders from the north can't understand the Chinese style, just like the shadow of death, covering them...

(End of this chapter)