Now that he knew that Mr. Yang was not an idle person, and during the process of visiting Zhuangzi on the way back escorting him, Murong Mu became more pleased and acquainted.
"Do you often encounter this situation here in Jingnan..."
Mr. Yang asked interestingly
"It's not anymore. The situation of gathering people in chaos like this has been cleaned up by the army earlier. Three more teams went to the countryside to liquidate follow-ups, arrested and exiled, and managed a large number of people. Therefore, etc. In fact, my generation can deal with the most, but it is some petty theft, and even committing crimes..."
Murong Wu shook his head quickly.
"Of course, sometimes Zhuangzi is suspected of violating rules and violations, and the patrol team is required to avoid suspicion. We will also find us to investigate and deal with it. It is better than if it damages and sells public property, or uses Zhuangzi's convenience to make money by speculation And so on, the anti-revolutionary meeting will also lower the text for us..."
"You mean someone pirated and sold the grain in the Zhuangzi? Isn't it a negligence of supervision..."
Mr. Yang couldn't help but frowned.
"But this is not the case, but it is because of the special protection and purchase of grain products in the Zhuangzi in the Holy Kufa... and the supervision in the Zhuangzi has always been internal and not external."
Murong Wu quickly defended.
"Are you saying that the surplus grain collection policy and agricultural and sideline products in the exclusive village set up a purchase law?"
Mr. Yang said in surprise.
"That's right, because Zhuangzi had an unlimited minimum purchase price of 15 to 18 articles per fight. So after some people routinely paid the public and sold the surplus, they still missed speculation for profit. ."
Murong hissed.
"Is this still speculative and profitable,"
Mr. Yang became more and more surprised.
"This generation is taking advantage of the near harvest period to buy cheap grains and other products from the neighboring villages, and then use them as their own products to earn the difference in the number of them... From this, It has also formed a number of gang cases where neighbors sheltered and concealed each other..."
Murong Wu patiently explained.
Of course, he is able to grasp these situations more clearly because he actively responds to dispatch more than others go to the countryside, and thus obtains some extra non-staple food and agricultural products as usual benefits.
"However, opportunities for local collusion to sell food to the public and personal gains are not always available. If you encounter a small year or a normal year, the local output is only enough for your own home and you will not be able to take out."
He continued to add.
"But I don't know if this difference can be called out?"
Mr. Yang seemed to ask with interest.
"Naturally, there are large and small in different places, depending on the fineness of the fields and the convenience of irrigation. But overall it is still far worse than in Zhuangzi..."
Murong Wu nodded.
"You must know that the collective villages in Hunan today have roughly planned regulations, improved varieties and equipment, as well as newly-built irrigation canals nearby; as long as the fertilizer and water are artificially effective, they can achieve twice a year, and one more season. Gudou Caiqi... but I am afraid that there will be no such opportunity in the local area..."
"They can only get three harvests in two years at most, or they can plant some vegetables and vegetables in addition to one harvest. If there is an accidental reduction in production such as floods, droughts and locust plagues, and the harvest is not enough to eat, they will come to Zhuangzi instead. Find a way of relief,"
"Could it be possible that Zhuangzi in various places can still spare the resources to help the locals..."
Mr. Yang pondered and asked again.
"Of course it's not just for no reason. Those who have the strength come over and work hard, and those who don't have the strength can do other things.. People want to live, there are always ways to think of."
Murong Wu was quite emotional, but he thought of the women who had seen and heard, because the family could not support them or lacked food, they all thought about bringing younger brothers and sisters or children to marry the women in the village. The price is only a few bags of shelled whole grains, or a large bag of compressed dry cakes.
"What this messenger brother said is very true..."
At this time, the one who was driving the mule cart in front of him couldn't help turning his head to respond. .
"Thanks to the arrival of the Taiping Army, these villagers in the neighborhood can not only stow food in the fields, but also rely on their efforts to find some livelihood and income. If it is the situation of the previous years, then Only every family went on the road to flee the famine..."
"You said that I also came on the road to flee the famine, that taste is really true... The government can ignore our life and death, the big wealthy people also treat us as thieves to prevent and drive away; the people who walk through the city are hungry. , Grass roots, leaves, tree bark, and even anointed soil, you can eat whatever you see..."
"That would really feel that people are not like people anymore. They are all beasts who are hungry to death. On the road, in the river, they pour one piece after another; those piled up wild dogs and black bustards can't eat it. ; Then I was secretly caught and eaten. There are also some sold into the city to make fat chicken and pig meat, because these things are extremely fat and sturdy..."
Speaking of this, the creases all over his face seemed to be blooming.
"Fortunately, the rebels came and broke the government's city and opened up a big family. For the first time, we also tasted the taste of a full meal. We ate a small pot in one breath and stuffed it to the eye of our throat, almost unable to move. ; But there are still people who are really reluctant to bear this meal, they just squeeze themselves to death, and finally hold their belly to death; or they are reluctant to vomit out and choke to death..."
"Later, the Taiping Army also took over the ground, and our old arms and legs were dismissed from the rebel army that followed, and returned to the village to participate in the farming camp for everyone. I was taken care of by the Zhuangzi. Cars and feeding animals can be considered to have settled in the second half of their lives..."
"We can only hope for such a good day now, to be able to go on for thousands of years with the Taiping Army's fortune and longevity... I haven't heard of people starving to death in the past two or three years, Zhuangzi Many children have been born and raised..."
"You said that the Governor of Zhou Dynasty, isn't it the man who got the real destiny and the aura? With the blessing of his old man and the blessing of Heze and Xiaomin, there will be these good years of good weather and famine..."
Listening to the heartfelt words of this car-handle-style open chatterbox, this Mr. Yang, or Yang Shigu, a former Rebel Zuojun, is now the most embarrassing figure in the Taiping Army; but he was a little silent and sighed. many.
He can vaguely understand the relationship and reason. Since the Taiping Army took possession of these areas, water conservancy projects have been built everywhere and roads have been built. They have not only restored and strengthened embankments, cleared and widened rivers and channeled for irrigation, but also implemented new measures such as strict sanitation management of the separation of humans and animals.
Therefore, places where water conservancy facilities were in disrepair and disrepair, and where there were continuous large and small disasters, have not been heard of major floods and droughts for several years; even the continuous epidemics that had occurred every year have almost disappeared. Up.
However, in the eyes of ordinary idiots who are unable to understand the underlying principles and roots, this is inevitably the result of the fate of the Taiping Army, or the aura of the times; even the people in charge have called for the wind and rain. , A powerful testimony to the method of praying for misfortunes and miracles.
Listening to the chattering in the ear and slowly driving on the road, Yang Shigu remembered the original scene again.
In fact, when he heard the news from the military house, or a warrant filled with familiar words; he only walked slowly back to his room with no expression, and then he squatted down. , And revealed something similar to sorrow and death.
No matter what kind of pains and reasons the warrant is filled with, and how tactile and slow-moving words are used to modify it, it can't change the most basic fact; as a former soldier of the Rebel Army and one of the most valued left and right arms of the Yellow King, The fact that was betrayed and abandoned like a broken shoe.
He has been regarded as some kind of valuable price and exchange, assigned to the leader of the Taiping Army, who is the latecomer of the rebel army, and also the righteous son-in-law of Huang Wang, as a co-worker to follow forever. Along with him, there was also the news that King Huang had secretly accepted the imperial court and was about to take up the post of Fangzhen.
However, what he cared about and saddened was not only that the King Huang accepted the royal edict and betrayed the demands and hopes of the generals of the rebel soldiers; in fact, the King Huang had also asked the court for official posts on several occasions before this, but they were all After asking him about the pros and cons, and carefully discussing the pros and cons, he was able to make it.
But this time, he and his ideals and beliefs were obviously excluded by Huang Wang and the people who encouraged him. It was as if there was no place for him except for the name of a right army division.
During that period of time, he lost most of his goals and directions. He was arranged to go to the countryside to go on a parade and observe folk customs and customs. At the same time, he supervised the resettlement situation in various villages in Lingnan as a temporary solution.
Then he met an unexpected person, a veteran of the rebel army with severe burns all over his body, ugly as a ghost; his name was Huang Cunxin, who was regarded as Huang Wang's hometown, and one of the same clan.
Therefore, he has participated in almost all the wars since the Yellow King's rebellion, and he is also a good old man who truly obeys his heart and is determined not to change. Even if he suffers hard in the world, he always believes that a good man will be rewarded. It's just that I haven't let myself meet it yet.
However, he was hit by disasters while hitting Xinzhou, and he was hit by the ash bottle of the defender and was handed over with burning kerosene. Because he was so badly injured, he was sent to the back where he was short of doctors and medicines to wait for his death. When Yang Shigu saw the other party, his body was full of pus and maggots, and the bones were rotten, but he hadn't died yet. Relying on the ash that was continuously applied, linger and panting.
However, such a person who was destined to give up treatment under King Huang and could only wait for death, survived after encountering the Taiping Army, and obtained the result of continuing to be a dignified person and living in peace all year round.
Relying on the support provided by the holy library, he even took over an orphan to take over Zongzhao and his family, and he was content to enjoy the joy and affection of raising this heir. And there are actually many people who are in the same situation as him, they are all disabled soldiers who were left (abandoned) in Lingnei or Huang Wang's Northern Expedition.
Lacking hands, feet, or being inadequate, although they had a hard and difficult life, they still lived with dignity, and they also tried their best to do something for the Taiping Army. What a return.
Compared to their life full of expectations amidst their pain and hardship, Yang Shigu suddenly felt that his self-pity and sorrow were lost, and what could be the ups and downs of his life.
All these repeated touches made Yang Shigu suddenly understand; perhaps the so-called heroes of the world and the so-called masters of destiny are not just the martial arts and martial arts and Majestic
It's not just defeating countless opponents, but also making the world tremble, and the majestic prestige of the handsome bowed their heads. It should be the one who was born at the right moment and can bring happiness and hope to most people who are struggling and suffering.
Therefore, the loss and frustration he once had now gradually faded away with the wind; only the last little obsessions and doubts remain. (End of this chapter)