"God, why don't you open your eyes, this is wronging us to death! Master Guan, please be merciful and let our men go......

"Lord Headcatcher, Uncle Zhou, the old man has done something for you, please raise your noble hand and let go of these ignorant children, don't go to the Yamen, don't dare to go to the Yamen......"

"Dad, you let my dad go, we don't dare to fight, please be merciful!"

A group of people knelt down at the entrance of the village, the people's fear of the government in this era is unimaginable for future generations, if the people of Pingtou enter the yamen and do not die, they have to shed their skin, and if you want to rescue people, you will wait to sell the house and land.

Zhou Xing, the head catcher, enjoyed the feeling of these people kneeling and begging, and when he looked back, he saw that the stone mill under the big willow tree was very clean, and he sat on it as soon as he saw it.

"Look, what are you asking me to say? Now I know I'm scared, why did you hit people just now? Master, I heard that you are walking here, so I got up early in the morning to come and take a look, but it's good that you came to a full martial arts trip!"

In the Qing Dynasty, the Han people beat up the Manchurians, what kind of sin was this? They couldn't live a good life?

The village chief is now kowtowing like pounding garlic, "Uncle is angry, uncle is angry, isn't this too much last night, the young man is so angry that he suspects that these uncles who want to buy land are murderers...... We were wrong, we admit punishment, and ask the uncle for mercy......"

Zhou Xing and Jiao Si'er looked at each other, and then Zhou Xing said, "Hey...... It's all from the villagers, and I don't want to make a big deal about it, it's better to be peaceful and peaceful when it's almost the New Year. But if the bitter master doesn't speak, I can't do anything......"

At this time, the villagers looked at a group of strangers with blue noses and swollen faces, and one by one they knelt on the ground and cried, "I beg the lord to be merciful, please ask the lord to be merciful...... but no matter how they begged, Jiao Si'er and a few of them looked at the sky without saying a word.

When Zhou Xing saw it, he could only shake his head and give his subordinates a look, and those few wolf-like catchers quickly pulled the iron chains, "Let's go, go with grandpa, I'll send you prison food ......"

The crowd suddenly boiled, and an old lady rushed out and hugged her son's leg and cried loudly, "Son, my mother has no choice, my mother can't live without you...... This uncle, this uncle, our family's land has been sold to you, one acre of paddy field, three acres of dry land, all sold to you, woo woo woo ......"

I only heard a crisp sound, it was Jiao Si'er snapped his fingers, "Old man, don't cry, you are a wise choice, 40 taels of one acre of paddy field, 20 taels of one acre of dry land, a total of 100 taels of silver, take a silver ticket for the old man, set a table and write a note! Come on, come on, Zhou Zhutou, you are from the yamen, you are the middleman, and the ...... is the witness."

Jiao Si'er's subordinates conjured up the four treasures of the tables, chairs, benches, and study rooms like tricks, and after a while, a contract for the transfer of ownership was written.

"Old man, you have taken it, this is the silver ticket of Lotte in Tanggu City, where can you get the ocean, the Mexican Eagle Ocean of a water, it is the kind that can be blown...... Is there any, is there a ...... in the future?"

There are a total of fifteen young people who did it, that is, fifteen families finally chose to bow their heads, this is also a helpless thing, the prison food in the yamen can kill people, don't say anything about impartial law enforcement, as long as the living person goes in, maybe it won't take three days to report you to a typhoid tuberculosis or something, and return you a corpse.

The reality is so cruel, everyone has to bow their heads, not to mention that the money given by these outsiders is really not small, before people were reluctant to sell, on the one hand, it was difficult to leave the homeland, and on the other hand, it was the bizarre rumors of the special industrial zone.

However, under the threat of life and death, the rumors of those foreign devils can't be taken into account. Jiao Si'er looked at these crying people with flowers on their faces, and laughed in his heart, "I knew why I had to do it today, I had to let my master make a trick!"

Fifteen families bought a total of more than 60 acres of land, which is a good start, but it is far from Xiao Letian's goal. Jiao Siyin looked at the other farmers with a gloomy face and said coldly, "Folks, is there anything that has been sold? Don't be so unwise, you can't hide it for a few days if you shrink it up, and now I can sell the land and I can also help introduce some work in Tanggu City, and there will be no such good treatment in the future......

Jiao Si looked at the silent people around him, his triangular eyes shrank smaller and smaller, and no one dared to look at him with his fierce eyes. "Folks, I can put the ugly words in front, starting tomorrow, every night and one day of trading, the land price will be reduced by one or two silver, don't make a mistake yourself......"

As soon as they heard that the price was going to be reduced, the crowd suddenly became gossipy, and many of them were a little hesitant. People know very well in their hearts that these people will not give up until they reach their goal, and they can use the public people in the yamen to come forward, which is not something that ordinary people can afford to provoke at all.

Just when several families were a little hesitant, a group of people suddenly came running from the dirt road, and a young man threw up his braids. "You can't sell it, these people are lying to you, they are going to expropriate all your land and go to build a foreigner's factory!"

Seeing Jiao Si'er's puzzled gaze, a little official quietly walked over and whispered, "It's Huang Liu, Huang Xiucai." He is the distant nephew of Huang Juren, who had Jiu Shuai executed before, and he has been jumping up and down a lot recently, and he has scolded the most ferocious ...... the industrial special zone."

Oh, it turned out to be a literati, Jiao Si'er immediately understood when he heard that it was a show, this must have something to do with those Qinglius, and his uncle died at the hands of Xiao Letian, and the hatred of the country and the family was brought together.

Huang Liu panted and ran to the big willow tree, holding on to the trunk and snorting for a long time. "Folks...... Folks, you have been fooled...... This, this Jiao Si'er is Xiao Letian's housekeeper at all, and his land will be given to Xiao Letian's ...... when he changes hands."

Huang Liu pointed to the endless plain, and said sadly: "Folks, uncles and uncles, this is the land that gave birth to us and raised us, we have been digging in the soil for generations, how can we live without land......?

"What is that industry? Industry is the evil art of foreigners, how can the foreign soldiers who rushed up from Dagu Pass in the first few years be able to fight in the capital, relying on these evil arts. Foreigners can build large sea ships that can travel thousands of miles, and foreign guns and cannons that kill people invisibly, these are all evil arts of the bullshit industry......"

Huang Liu slammed the big willow tree with his fist in pain, "Do you know that in those iron machines engaged in industry, all of them have little ghosts, otherwise how can they have so much power? My uncles and uncles, aunts and uncles, our ancestors are buried here, do you want the souls of your ancestors to be detained by this bullshit special industrial zone? You are not filial......

Huang Liu scolded this group of people one by one, and even Zhou Xing, the head catcher, was stupid. These people simply don't know what industry is and what is the science of foreigners, and they have little resistance to all kinds of bizarre legends of Westerners.

Don't look at these officials showing off their might in front of the people, but when they encounter these gods chattering, they are also numb, and they all have a look of fear in their eyes.

"If we don't sell it, we won't sell it, you give us back the land deed...... Fifteen peasant households who sold their land repented on the spot and rushed up to grab the land deed.

"Withdraw...... Hurry up, fuck, the black and white letters have been written, and the handprints have been pressed, and you still want to regret it? Your grandma, get out of the way......" Jiao Si'er and they stuffed the title deed into their arms, turned around and ran.

The villagers still wanted to chase them, but Zhou Xing's group of officials stopped them, "It's over, it's over, it's over, and you still want to fight, really when we are decorations, it's all scattered, all scattered......"

Huang Liu now said bitterly: "Zhou Zhutou, you are also a native of our Tanggu, can you follow this group of foreign devils to harm our fellow villagers......?

Zhou Xing shook his head, sighed and said, "Huang Xiucai, I don't know the truth of your scholars, and I can't refute it, but this special industrial zone is appointed by the imperial court, and we are all servants of the emperor, and if we don't listen to the emperor, we still have to listen to you......?"

"The court, there are traitors in the court! These thieves who bewitch the sacred heart have destroyed the foundation of my Qing Dynasty, if I enter the court, I will die with them......" Huang Liuqi's eyes bulged.

"You have to go, I can't say you, Xiucai knows the world without going out, and you dare to scold the traitors in the court, that's your ability. I'm just a small official in Tanggu, I can't mix with your troubled waters, goodbye......" After speaking, he took a few officials and left.

Huang Liu gasped for breath, "How good is this, how can this be done." The people of the country are so numb, they will have to destroy the country and exterminate the species in the future, sooner or later they will have to let Xiyi change the rules of their ancestors, and sooner or later they will have to become two devils......"

Huang Xiucai pointed to the people in the village, hated iron and steel, and said, "Money, money, money, you have all fallen into the eyes of money? Isn't it just that there is no haystack, is it still the sky? Just for this food and clothing, you have even forgotten the rules of your ancestors, and you don't want etiquette, righteousness and shame......"

Huang Liu scolded heartbreakingly, and the people bowed their heads one by one and were silent, and the crowd didn't know who muttered softly: "You don't have a backache when you stand and talk, anyway, your family has a great business and you don't have to worry about eating and drinking, how can we ordinary people spend the winter? If there is no firewood and grass, we can't spend money to buy it, where does the money come from......

"Who! who dares to rap ......" Huang Liu was like a monkey with his tail chopped off, jumping up and down angrily, "Shameless, shameless, we would rather starve to death, but we must also keep the solar terms, and we must also keep our duty to be human beings...... What is duty? Confucianism's courtesy, righteousness, honesty, and morality are duties, and the rules of the ancestors are duties...... Starvation is small, loss of discipline is big!"

In the autumn wind, the people of the whole village let Huang Xiucai scold for an hour, anyway, Xiucai said a reason, in order to prevent this special industrial zone from being built, even if everyone starves to death, it should be.

Jiao Siye, Zhou Zhutou, and Huang Xiucai, each of them has their own reasoning, but no one asks everyone how to solve this morning's meal? Where will the forage for the livestock be obtained?

An hour later, Huang Xiucai lost his temper and turned to leave. In the cold wind, only the helpless villagers were left looking at the smoke of the fire, and they wanted to cry without tears.

"Emperor Heavenly Ancestor, how does this make us live? How do we ......live?" the crowd screamed in mourning. I734