And what Zhao Yingong thought most deeply, but staying in the body for a while, and deeply intoxicated and immersed in it, was something that looked quite new, but had been rubbed back and forth to form a broken, mottled curl.
That is an excerpt from the later "Analysis of Various Classes in Chinese Society" and "Investigation Report on the Hunan Peasant Movement", which was renamed as a pamphlet called "People's Work and Class Analysis".
The clear meaning of the opening is: "Who is our enemy? Who is our friend? This question is the most important issue in the world."
"China’s past struggles and resistances from the common people have had little success. The basic reason is that they cannot unite their true friends to attack their true enemies."
"Under the small peasant economy, the vast majority of farmers at the bottom of the society are actually ignorant and numb, and most afraid of change... Although they are always the first groups to resist in the past dynasties, they are under various injustices and cruel oppressions. , As long as there is a meticulous and peaceful possibility and signs, they will continue to sink and endure..."
"Businessmen are the most active group in time, but they also have the least moral and ethical bottom line. As long as there is a chance to chase profit, they will not hesitate to move on the road, buying and selling everything that can be valued in the world, even if it is twisted. I don’t hesitate to kill myself..."
"The handicrafts and small workshop owners in cities and towns have been tied up and restricted by professional guilds with their personal relationships and financial resources. They are self-proclaimed and not enterprising because of regions and guilds..."
"The scholars in the troubled times are also groups that are divided into different demands and seeking a way out. Scholars who come from a family of powerful families and official families, they can't violate class attributes, and often show mercy on the people's livelihood. To deceive the world under the slogan;"
"However, once their vital interests are touched, they will immediately reveal their true colors, and resolutely and cruelly maintain the interests of their class; treat everything without mercy and doubly cruelty, and dare to rise up to resist and overthrow vested interests and the humbleness of the current situation. exist."
"Though the vast numbers of scholars born in poverty, there is no lack of sympathy for the suffering of the people and the existence of painful thinking changes, but most of them are quite weak and compromised in fear of drastic changes. They always like wishful thinking and hope for the least price, or they do not bleed. Give; to impress the insatiable superiors and cede some of the benefits of exploitation. Many people ultimately seek to use self-deception to continue to fool and maintain the painful and desperate situation."
And not far from him, another small group of people in a temporary discussion group were also amazed and marveled at something; they looked rather stubborn, with some kind of unconstrained bluntness, roughness or sturdy breath. However, it was the new generals who came from the rebel army and were selected to join this training class.
"This is the dragon slaying technique, even the most superficial part, it is also teaching everyone how to fight for people's hearts and vitality; he dares to let it go so easily as a thing that everyone knows..."
"Could it be that that person is so arrogant? Isn't it afraid that after these things spread, they will fall into the hands of people who don't deserve it, and hinder their own great cause..."
"Stupid, this is incredible and bold. Since people are not afraid or care about these things being scattered everywhere, they are naturally confident that they have corresponding countermeasures and control methods. There is no need for your careful thoughts and distracting thoughts. ..."
"This is where the confidence and proof of being the leader of a generation lies. Isn't it worthy of our generation to follow, respect, and respect... Give up this great opportunity and future for the dragon, do you still expect to bring it? It would be really foolish to throw this thing back..."
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On the stone city wall in Jiangning City, the rushing river and the swirling river breeze serve as the background.
Holding a certain Li Gui-like feeling of curiosity when seeing Li Kui, Zhou Huaian also saw this so-called "same door", a skinny and spineless man who can no longer see his age, his wrinkled face is full of sorrow and good looks. Strange monk
"In Shi Jiaxu, I have seen the big boss Wan An..."
Zhou Huaian had a general understanding of the causes and consequences before he was brought in. This Xuzhong is actually a rare man in this era who is known as a "poet monk", and a famous partridge scholar Zheng Gu in the contemporary literary world, and Sikong Tu, the servant of the palace, is also a close friend and close friend for many years.
However, because the imperial court awarded him a great reward a few days ago, he sought out people and things related to his "anti-chaotic monk" in the world. As a result, the local official rich was eager to ask for credit and achievements, and he regarded the person who was living in seclusion in the Yuanzhou countryside and was quite famous in the title of the "virtual", and he regarded it as an anti-thief's hidden comrade and party. The internal response was caught and tortured and questioned.
Then as the rebels approached, he was escorted as a proof of merit to Lisuo Dan disciple of Zhenhai Jiedushi. As a result, halfway through the rebels, the people who had been rushing up all over the place stayed there. In the city of Jiangning. Thus, there was such a chance meeting.
"The great kindness of the nobles who released the wronged prison and let go of the innocent, the releaser should remember it in his heart..."
But Xuzhong pleaded with a pleasingly low eyebrow:
"Now that I am suffering, I also asked the big leader to remember that I am too old and I am released into the forest and wish to pray for the rest of my life..."
"How can this be? Isn't Buddhism the most important thing about causality? Since you suffered from this innocent disaster because of me, you naturally have a cause and effect with me and the rebels; naturally, you have to arrange corresponding methods and means to compensate."
Zhou Huaian waved his hand and interrupted him beyond doubt.
"So before you pay for this cause and effect, you shouldn't think about retreating to the mountains and forests, avoiding the world and pursuing repairs. Or stay honestly among the rebels and wait for the corresponding arrangements..."
"By the way, since you are known as a contemporary poet and monk, you have ever known Pi Rixiu, but have you ever known Lu Guimeng? Now they have all done things for the living and the people under my command; I think you must live with the magnanimous compassion of a monk, I have a common language with them..."
"By the way, you are known as a poetic monk for a while, you can have many old friends, you can also be named with me to see if you can come out to do things for the rebels and arrogant people who are suffering in the world..."
And Zhou Huaian's intentions were not without a target. Before, he specially invited people to read his works for one or two, and felt that in the case of poetry chanting, this servant is still a rare clean stream in this filthy world; although there is always a plot of escape from the world because of the monks. .
In the early years, when the buddy returned from wandering in the mountains, he really hid in the mountains and set up hermitage, and it was also an act of enlightening the nearby rural people; this was the charge of "inciting and inciting foolish people." Even among the Buddhist monks, there are slightly high-level intellectuals, and those so-called "eminent monks and great virtues" who have gained fame and eyeballs in the prosperous city, and whose mission is to make incense-prosperous temples magnificent or not, are completely different.
However, Xu Zhong was dumbfounded and dumbfounded by this talk, but in his heart he never saw such a shameless and arrogant person. However, consciously resisting incompetence will only harm this skin, with a helpless and bitter smile on his face and hands clasped together:
"The big boss is so kind, the poor monk... the poor monk is really... there is nothing to say. I can only ask for it..."
But he bowed his head again and asked again.
"It's just that I don't hurt Boren, and there are also Boren who are troubled by me. Although the poor monk is always reluctant to make the confession of the vest, he still inevitably implicates and harms the wealth of several old friends in the past. If the leader shows some kindness and can wait for the opportunity to rescue him or release him, then why should the releaser give up this bag in return."
"It's easy to say, I believe there will be news soon..."
Zhou Huaian thought for a while and suddenly remembered that, in fact, in Yuanzhou where he was arrested, except for a few rural docks that he had no time to take care of, most of them were already under the control of the Taiping Army.
Therefore, this is just a matter of effort; but it is a good result to get a well-known "poet monk" as a mascot on the table. At least in the spiritual and cultural fields advocated by the Taiping Army, it is also a hidden child and back hand that can be possessed.
As the saying goes, Fu Wushuang does not come singly, but Zhou Huaian received bad news one after another.
"The Volunteers fighting in the south suffered major defeats under the cities of Jintan, Yanling, Lishui, and Liyang..."
"What, Jurongcheng has also been lost..."
Zhou Huaian could only secretly hate and scold the MMP. The combat effectiveness of most of the rebels is really scumbag, completely breaking through the lower limit of people's expectations.
"The Gedu under the city of Qu'a has the headquarters, and has already sent people to break through and ask us for help."
What a joke again, the opponent's army, which claims to be several times the same as one's own, will actually be besieged. . This simply makes people wonder how to complain.
"Where did so many officers and soldiers pop up..."
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In Jurong City, newly regained by the official army, the officers and army who entered the city first can't wait to scavenge the remnant thieves and start plundering and looting people's homes everywhere.
Even Ding Congshi, who is the master, has no intention of restraining or restricting them, because this is one of the benefits and prerequisites that he promised and agreed to in order to drive them to sell their lives in advance.
Looking at these three to five groups carrying large and small bags, holding livestock or dragging the weeping women, walking back and forth in the streets; or swimming in the street from time to time smashing doors and knocking windows, once you notice any movement The officers and soldiers who smashed in without hesitation, aroused a screaming and crying, or with a face full of bad luck and fresh blood on their bodies, the officers and soldiers who withdrew in anguish.
In particular, a new pawn who was childish enough to be only as old as a middle-aged boy. Under the clamor and booing of many evil-looking pawns and old soldiers, he walked out of a shop with a flushed face, and was then caught by another pawn. When the naked woman chased her out madly and screamed hoarsely, grabbing and biting her face, she couldn't hold her anger and chopped her face full of blood;
Not only was Ding Congshi not angry and yelled at him, he even showed a look of nostalgia and understanding.
Because he also remembered his early experience when he was in the army. It was when he was fifteen years old, and he was among the village soldiers that rose up with his uncle joining the Pang Xun Rebellion; then he was recruited and recruited into the Changzhou regiment; and he The first experience, which was not so good, was in an unknown village woman.
Then he fought with the officers and the army, slaughtered and suppressed the endless stream of hungry people, wanderers, and even the local regiments and village soldiers in other towns; and the taste of women he could taste, also changed from carelessness. The village women, to the small family Biyu of the real family; to the ladies of the rich squires, and the group of the Jiaofang Xingyuan. . Even Guiyuan from the official family's house is not unheard of. . .
As long as he can afford a knife and this troubled world continues to be uncertain, women of all identities will naturally be sent to him after breaking down. This is also the life of the local army children who have been licking blood from the sword head for generations, and they have become accustomed to their lives.
It's just that I walked several blocks in the horse riding, and mediation and disposal of several different officials and military units, because each other crossed the border and competed for money. After the contradictions and conflicts caused by inequality. However, he never saw the presence of the incense case in the expectation, and the presence of the gentry and virtuous with a colorful table of flowers to welcome the officers and soldiers.
"Is it possible that this city is full of unscrupulous goods?"
However, the pro-family who was by his side crossed the boundary and complained unbearably.
"At this point, hasn't anyone appeared to thank the present or reward the army? It was a waste of our hard work and drove away the culprits' efforts and hard work..."
However, at this moment, Ding Congshi became more cautious and cautious; because this situation was so unusual. Then he let people break open a large house that was sealed and inside was already full of mess.
Then, from the crowd that had gathered in and was frightened and dispersed, finally found a little boy and an old man related to the family; only then from the shocked stranger, the incoherent narration, I learned A huge bad news.
It turns out that this line of people with a little weight in Rongcheng were all picked up by the grass thieves shortly after the fall of the city. According to the household register, they were sent to the door according to the diagram; one by one, there was no family, and almost one of them was escorted. Going out of the city without a trace.
Therefore, in these rich mansions and official residences and gardens in the city, there are only some slaves and servants who were forcibly dismissed by grass thieves and are unwilling to leave; some are distant tribesmen who have escaped by chance. Or the poor and poor people who have been displaced in the city take the opportunity to occupy the nest of eagles and enjoy it.
After slashing and killing a batch of these mud legs that tarnished the residence of the nobleman, Ding Congshi thought of another thing after a good deal of venting, and hurriedly ordered to the left and the right:
"Hurry up and stop those minions in the city..."
"I'm afraid there is something wrong with it, but I promised them to be good."
A subordinate around him suddenly discouraged him.
"If it's not right, let me go on..."
Ding Congshi showed a rare and severe attitude.
"Just take my guard team, dare to push, pull, and postpone severe punishment..."
"This this.."
The left and right subordinates looked at him hesitantly, but they were hesitant to move. After all, they were all newly assigned to Ding Congshi's subordinates, so they were somewhat inadequate in the authority of imperial orders.
"You short-sighted things,"
Ding Congshi couldn't help getting more angry, but he couldn't help but yelled.
"The gentry and officials in this city who can work together and do things for us are gone. The treasury and warehouse are also empty. This is already a big trouble..."
"Let them go on unchecked and wanton, I am afraid that even ordinary people will not be able to survive much; it is impossible that I will wait for an empty dead city to stop and eat."
"In a deeper and long-term perspective, after we lose these hukou and Ding Zhuang, what will we rely on in the future to provide for food and clothing, and who can we expect to pay for food and pay for military service..." (End of this chapter)