The rice clouds are not raining and not yellow, and the buckwheat flowers are frosty early.

has endured hunger and spent the last years, and it can be added to the leap years.

The cold winter of the eleventh year of Zhaohong seems to be much longer than in previous years, for Xu Buling, who is running around, and for the people of Jiangnan Province, it is even longer than a luxury to spend a day.

In the past, the 'New Year', which symbolized family reunion, also showed its original meaning at this time - those who owe rent and are in debt must pay off their debts on the last day of the year, and the New Year is like passing the customs, so it is called 'New Year'.

It is true that Jiangnan is rich in the world, but the rich can never be the people facing the loess with their backs to the sky. In the autumn, a flood caused no harvest in Muzhou, Xiuzhou and other places, people's houses and farmland were washed away, and hundreds of thousands of people were affected, turning into refugees who 'had no money to guard and a thousand thunders in their stomachs'.

Maybe King Wu can help hundreds of thousands of people survive this winter by digging out his family and forcing the wealthy family to open a treasury, but why did King Wu fight to hurt his vitality and bear the blame for the court Song Siming's cauldron?

Just because his surname is Song, he wants to dig out your heart for your cousin who is the emperor?

Originally, at this time, the imperial court should vigorously provide disaster relief and exempt taxes, but last year's drought in Shudi, the imperial court has exempted Shu for one year, and the tax has been hit hard, and then exempt the annual tax in Jiangnan, what to use to raise nearly a million troops on the long front?

The court doesn't care, let King Wu figure it out by himself, King Wu paid out of his own pocket, lobbied the wealthy family, and made up for the tax deficit for the court, but how to make up for hundreds of thousands of mouths?

It is impossible to cut only one and stop, as long as this knife is raised, then during the reign of Song Ji, he will definitely find ways to reduce the power of the Seven Kings Domain King to a degree that can be controlled.

Song Ji's plan against King Su ended in failure and may be temporarily stopped, but many vassal kings have already seen Song Ji's ambitions, how can they let Song Ji stabilize the situation and find an opportunity to attack again?

Obviously impossible, the world is not his King Wu's!

Song Ji summoned the prince of the Seven Kings into Beijing, and made a move against Xu Buling with the intention of cutting the domain, which had already made King Wu feel the knife hanging on his neck.

The time and place are right, and there is only one person left, and after King Wu won the jade seal, the person who lit the fire naturally appeared.

In the evening at the end of the lunar month, in Wannian Township, Qingxi County, Muzhou, outside the local mansion, the light of the torches illuminated the snowy wilderness.

The imperial court repaired the passes, raised iron horses, and accumulated heavy soldiers, sucking the blood of the people in Jiangnan and Shu, and the taxes of the imperial court increased year by year, and the people with fields at home gradually became unbearable.

With the extreme cold weather that has not been encountered for many years ravaging the south of the Yangtze River, the displaced people all over the thousands of miles are homeless, hungry and cold, when the despair in the hearts of the displaced people reaches the extreme, only a small flame is enough to burn the entire Jiangnan.

Because of the abundance of bamboo paper, Qingxi County has always been a key place for the government, and it has been overwhelmed in the past. In the autumn, a flood caused Qingxi County to be extremely badly affected, most of the workshops and houses were washed away, and the people who could not escape were killed and injured heavily, and they are still homeless today. And the imperial court, which pays the annual tax every year, did not send half a life-saving grain, and Li Zheng Zhang Youchang was still at this critical juncture, collecting poll tax from house to house, and if he couldn't pay it, he would serve with sticks.

The family is gone, the people are gone, so what is the poll tax to pay?

The displaced people gathered from the surrounding towns stood in the wind and snow like walking corpses, their clothes ragged, their faces yellow and thin, and there was no end in sight.

Qingxi County is prolific bamboo paper, famous in the north and south of Dayue, is a very common thing in the study of rich and noble people, but I don't know how much blood and sweat of barefoot people are hidden behind this simple Qingxi bamboo paper.

The perennial pent-up resentment and precarious despair have reached their peak in the hearts of the people of Qingxi County. And today, someone vented this anger for them-Sun Qian is back! Kill Zhang Youchang!

Sun Qian was born in Qingxi County, and when he was young, he was quite famous for his wandering of the rivers and lakes, and he was also a figure who went out of Qingxi County. Most of the people in Qingxi County have heard Sun Qian's name, and many people have seen him when he was young. Later, I heard that Sun Gan had committed a murder, and in order to avoid the arrest of the imperial court, he went to the area of Hongshan Lake, and became the king of the mountain.

The local people would not know that Li Zheng was also forced to collect taxes with knives from above, and they only saw the ugly face of Zhang Youchang, who had no worries about food and clothing, and took the register with the officials to collect money and grain.

The people are either starving and freezing in the deep mountains and old forests, protecting the last bit of food in their hands, or they flee and become beggars and wanderers, but the roots are in Qingxi County, where can they flee? A hundred years ago, when the officials of Great Qi were in charge of this place, their ancestors did not escape, why should they flee now?

At least when they were hungry and cold, it was Sun Qian who gave them a bite to eat, not the imperial court.

Today, Sun Gan came back and did something that the local people wanted to do but didn't dare to do - killed Zhang Youchang's family of 12 and hung them on the gate.

When the flood occurred in autumn, many desperate people in Qingxi County also ran to Hongshan Lake to defect, and Hongshan Cottage also took people in.

Sun Qian skinned people and tied meat tickets to extort wealthy businessmen, obviously a heinous villain, but for the fathers and villagers in Qingxi County, no matter how evil can there be evil in the court?

Sun Qian stood on a high platform, holding a head in his hand, and said loudly:

"The emperor calls us 'people,' have you ever seen a father who demanded money and food when his son was dying of starvation or freezing? Pay silver every year, pay food every year, those are our blood and sweat, what did the emperor do with our blood and sweat? They were all given to rich and noble squires and dignitaries, let them have fine clothes and food, and chatted about the wind and snow, poetry and songs......

The ugly face that used to be forcibly plundered is dripping blood at this time, appearing in front of nearly a thousand people.

Sun Qian, who was tall and thin, was holding a bloody knife in his hand, and behind him were nearly a hundred men with murderous eyes. The elite of the water village who escaped from Hongshan Lake all stood outside the Zhang family's mansion, wearing yellow scarves and erecting big flags.

…… My Sun Gan kills people, sets fires, does all kinds of evil, and is not a good person, but my Sun Gan was born in Qingxi County, and I will not be sorry for my father and fellow villagers. You gave me a mouthful of rice and a bowl of water, and I can pay you back now. Zhang Youchang I killed you for you, the court doesn't care if you and I come, we have no food to eat, no clothes to wear, we go to the city to rob, go to the rich and noble to rob, those are ours, they are robbers and bandits, they forced us to ......"

Passionate, blood boiling, a few words impartially poked the sore spot of everyone in the audience.

…… We only need a handful of rice, as long as a handful of rice, our son will not die, my father and mother will not die, we used to pay so much money and food, when our parents, wives and children were about to starve to death, what did those officials do? They were still eating, drinking, and merrymaking in the city, and they even blocked the gates of the city to let us in, and they didn't even let us pick up the leftovers......

…… Why can they sit at home without working? Why should we sweat blood and sweat year after year for them to eat, drink, and be enjoyed? They all have only one head and two hands, why are their lives more expensive than ours? Are princes and generals born to be unsuccessful? General Xu was just a butcher back then, lower than us, his old man can split the territory and become the prince, why should we suffer those birds here? We can't live anymore, and we still have to wait here honestly to die? ……

The hungry and cold people could no longer hold back their inner grievances at this moment, and their emotions were gradually infected, shouting and crying for a while.

The world is peaceful, what does it have to do with them who are already cornered?

It's already precarious, they only need a handful of rice, and if the court doesn't give it, then give the court a fire!

A spark that burns everything!