The day Lin Yuan arrived in Runing was a sunny day. More than half of the spring had passed, and it would be summer after more than a month. The sun fell on the ground, and the farmers in the fields were plowing in the spring. Chen Bosong took over the first spring in Runing. The people are still living the same life as in previous years. If there is any difference, it is that the people are more afraid and shrinking than ever.
Even if Chen Baisong controlled all the big landlords like Lin Yuan, and even if he allowed the farmers to get more benefits, the farmers were still uneasy and still afraid.
People seem to prefer the previous life, not enough to eat, hungry, hard life, oppressed and exploited, but even so, they are used to that kind of life, and suddenly someone tells them that they are free, they don't need to live in the landlord Repeatedly improve the living under the rent, you don't have to worry about it, and you have to drown your child when you give birth.
They opened their terrified eyes and buried their heads like ostriches.
Chen Bosong didn't know what he did wrong.
Shouldn't people be happy and encouraged
When Lin Yuan rode his horse into the city, he turned his head and saw the fields beside the road, as well as the trembling in the fields, looking at his people with desperate and numb eyes.
This made Lin Yuan more aware of the difference between Runing and other places.
In other places, Lin Yuan is the only and noble spiritual leader of the people.
Lin Yuan forgot where he saw it.
At the end of the development of science, it will become theology, and people with spiritual emptiness will desperately seek sustenance, and this sustenance is all kinds of religions.
People in chaotic times were at the time of the most mental breakdown. People in Gaoyou Taizhou and other lands conquered by Lin Yuan captured Lin Yuan, but Runing did not.
"Sir!" The guards followed Lin Yuan. They watched Lin Yuan ride his horse, raised his whip, and galloped with the wind.
Lin Yuan restrained his horse in front of the barracks. The black horse under his crotch stood upright like a man. Lin Yuan sat on the horse with a straight waist. No one in the barracks did not know him. The soldiers knelt down neatly when they saw Lin Yuan. down.
The horse's hoof fell to the ground, Lin Yuan rolled over and dismounted, and soon Xiao Bing came over with red eyes. Xiao Bing seemed to want to say something, but he opened his mouth several times but couldn't spit out a single tone. Lin Yuan glanced at Xiao Bing, his face again Showing a habitual smile, he said in a gentle voice, "Take the horse away and feed him some bean meal."
Xiaobing nodded again and again, he was leading the horse, but he was proud to be leading the whole world.
When the soldiers walk, they even leave with hands and feet.
He was only fourteen years old when he fled to Gaoyou. He had no parents or relatives. He was ridiculed and ridiculed everywhere on the way.
Until he escaped to Gaoyou and entered the barracks, no one bullied him in the barracks, everyone was the same, they would get together every seven days to hold a party, and they would talk about their past and their hometown in front of many people. , said how he came to this place through hardships.
In this barracks, the soldiers felt a joy they had never felt before.
Here he is tolerated, he is full of a sense of belonging, the more so, the more he admires Lin Yuan.
His admiration is blind and irrational.
But most of the people in the camp were like that.
Not only the soldiers in the hands of Chen Bosong, but also the soldiers in the hands of Zhu Yuanzhang, Li Congrong, and Yang Zian.
This extreme spiritual worship makes military power and political power firmly in the hands of Lin Yuan.
But the most deadly point is that if Lin Yuan dies one day, this world centered on him will quickly fall apart, disintegrate and fail.
Lin Yuan knew it himself, but he was incompetent, and he couldn't promote the ideas of democracy and freedom.
Democracy and freedom cannot grow on deformed ideological soil.
Only by waiting, waiting for the country to stabilize, waiting for the new generation to receive education, and waiting for this extreme worship to end, will democracy and freedom fall on the soil and blossom and bear fruit in people's minds.
Perhaps when he is dead, the seeds of democracy and freedom will emerge.
Provided he can stabilize the country before he dies.
As for his merits and demerits, it can only be left to future generations to evaluate.
"Master." Chen Bosong left the tent and quickly greeted him. He has been away from Lin Yuan for nearly two years. During these two years, he has been bleeding and sweating on different battlefields. He only thinks of Lin Yuan when he is alone in the dead of night. .
Sometimes he even felt that he no longer knew the young master.
The gentle, kind, naive and weak young master in his memory has become a calm, powerful ruler who holds the power of life and death.
This gave Chen Bosong an indescribable feeling of confusion.
He hopes that he can protect the young master, but the young master does not need his protection.
Lin Yuan looked at Chen Bosong, and he was a little surprised. Chen Bosong looked more mature. If he used to be a wolf, now he has become a tiger. He has learned to be calm and not always bright as before. Show your fangs and claws.
"The beard has grown." Lin Yuan smiled at Chen Bosong, "These days, you have worked hard for you."
Chen Baisong was silent, he walked over to Lin Yuan and looked at the man who was half a head shorter than himself.
He is taller than him, but in front of him, he is always in the lower position.
"Enter the tent." Lin Yuan walked in front, as if he was the master who was familiar with the place when he first came to Runing Barracks.
Chen Bosong followed behind him, and the two walked into the tent together.
Lin Yuan took the seat that originally belonged to Chen Baisong. Chen Baisong's personal soldiers brought tea to Lin Yuan. The personal soldiers were nervous and excited, and his legs were shaking. He had been on the battlefield so many times, and he would not shake his legs when killing people. Shaking for a while.
"You have done a good job with Ru Ning." Lin Yuan took a sip of tea. He was not in a hurry to enter the city, nor was he in a hurry to take care of the trouble, "Don't worry."
Chen Baisong pursed his thin lips tightly. He fought all year round. Now Chen Baisong is like a knife, and he has seen a bloody knife.
His face looked a little thin, which made his facial features unusually distinct. Lin Yuan had to admit that Chen Bosong was more handsome than him based on appearance alone.
"I didn't do it well." Chen Bosong talked about what he did in Runing and what he couldn't understand the most. "The people are even more flustered."
Gaoyou changed hands, Taizhou changed hands, and Suzhou changed hands. The people seemed to accept it well. They sincerely hope that Lin Yuan will lead them to a better life, but why is Ru Ning different? Why are the people of Ru Ning different
Chen Bosong did not understand.
Lin Yuan smiled and said like a stern and loving father: "You have done enough, it's not your fault."
Chen Bosong lowered his head, he felt ashamed.
He finally made up his mind to take care of Ru Ning's affairs, but reality gave him a slap in the face.
"In this way, I'll take care of it, you can come and see, and when it's done, tell me what you've learned." Lin Yuan whispered, "Okay?"
Chen Bosong suddenly raised his head, looking at Lin Yuan with a look of inconceivable.
Lin Yuan: "Take your time, you can always learn something."
Chen Bosong drank a cup of tea and saluted Lin Yuan, "Young Master Xie."
By the side of Runing City, the farmers are cooking at home. The women bring out the wild vegetable soup and multi-grain rice. The family squatted on the ground and threw the food. There was no rice in the multi-grain rice. The bran was the protagonist. After eating, they sat down. Talking on the threshold, talking about the weather tomorrow, how much the autumn harvest can bring.
"The village chief said that the landlord will not accept our rent." The woman's expression was a little dazed. "Now that the five families use three hoes and one cow together, will these be returned to the master?"
The man coughed twice. He was only 30 years old, but he looked to be in his 50s. His skin was rough and yellow, his cheeks were sunken, and his brows were wrinkled. Said, "I will ask tomorrow."
A child was tied with rags on the woman's back. The child didn't know anything. He was only two years old and did not understand the worries of adults. He was playing with his mother's hair.
"They said that when Nan Bodhisattva came, the landlord will leave us alone." Tears welled up in the woman's eyes, and she asked her husband, "Is that Nan Bodhisattva really not leaving?"
The man silently looked at the ground beneath his feet.
The woman said angrily: "Why did Nan Bodhisattva want Ru Ning? Why did they come? Let's live the old days, okay?"
Although poor, although hungry, although struggling to farm but not enough to eat, but life is very stable.
But now, they don't know what is waiting for them in front of them.
The unknown makes them fear, and fear makes them resentful.
The next morning, before the sun rose, the man left the house and went to the ground, and the woman also went down to the ground. She used a cloth strip as a rope like tying a cow, and tied the child to the tree where she could see, and followed. Farm together.
Her eyes are broken, and she can't see things clearly before dawn, but after so many years of work, she can do it even at smearing, and farming has become her instinct.
Just as the first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and sprinkled on the earth, the village chief ran on the field ridge. Someone behind him was beating a gong. When the gong sounded, the villagers knew there was news. They took the farm tools and walked to the open space at the entrance of the village, looking up. Look at the village chief standing on the stone.
The village chief was in his fifties and his body was not very strong. He shouted with all his strength: "South Bodhisattva is here! Soldiers are coming today!"
The villagers were horrified.
"What are you doing here as a soldier?"
"My family has no food! No daughter!"
"Don't let them come!"
Few people spoke up, while more people just bowed their heads in silence.
Someone was shaking, shoulders shrugged.
No matter how afraid or unwilling the villagers were, the soldiers still came.
There were not many soldiers, only a hundred or so, but this group of soldiers did not come empty-handed. Except for the accommodation that needed to be arranged by the village, the soldiers brought their own food and daily necessities.
When the soldiers came, the villagers hid in their houses, and they dared not even go out to take a look.
"Mother, are those soldiers?" Children are nestled in their mother's arms. Children are not like adults. They sometimes have great courage and are not afraid of many things like adults.
The woman hugged the child and whispered, "You are not allowed to look at them. They are ghosts. They will eat you up. They will eat up your brain and intestines."
The child shivered.
But the next day, the child forgot his mother's intimidation, and he took the children from the same village to see the soldiers secretly.
In the world of children, soldiers have a natural sense of majesty. This sense of majesty is different from that of parents. They dare not let soldiers find out, but only dare to hide behind a tree and watch quietly.
The soldiers wore dark commoner clothes with straight waists, which was different from the adults in the village who were always hunched over.
They look stronger and taller.
This is the ideal "future" in the boy's eyes.
"I also want to be a soldier in the future," a boy whispered.
The other boys also nodded.
They don't know what they have to face as soldiers. At this moment, they just yearn for the day when they can live with their backs straight.
Xiao Bing, who was squatting on the edge of the field with a bowl to eat, saw the group of dolls. He was not very old and had a lively personality. He waved to the group of dolls: "Come here and give you candy."
The boys turned around and ran for a short distance, and finally a boy found the word "sugar" that the soldier said.
The boys stopped in unison.
They have never eaten sugar since they were born, so they don't know what real sugar tastes like and how it is different from wild fruits on the mountain.
But they know that sugar is the sweetest thing in the world.
They looked at each other and finally had the most courage to turn their heads and ran towards the soldier.
Xiaobing watched him run, and laughed and threw a piece of maltose over. The maltose fell on the grass. The boy bent over to pick it up. He didn't dislike the piece of candy falling on the ground, and hurriedly stuffed it into his mouth.
He narrows his eyes, the sweetness of maltose fills his taste buds, and his life is only a few years old, but it must be one of the happiest moments of his life.
And the boys behind him could only watch the boy put that big piece of maltose into his mouth.
The boys walked over, looking eagerly at the soldier.
Xiao Bing asked them with a smile, "Want to eat candy."
The boys nodded wildly.
Xiao Bing said, "Okay, do you want candy? Come and work with me."
Only then did the boys realize that the soldiers were not holding weapons, but agricultural implements.
They turned their heads and found that these soldiers who were straight-backed in their eyes were now hunched over and doing farm work.
And they do it fast and well, and it looks like an old crop.
A boy patted his head: "What they are turning over is my land!"
These soldiers are helping them? !