Section 37: Trial of Prisoners (2)

"The villain's name is Zhang Xingjiao, and he was originally a child." The man trembled and knelt on the ground, Guo Yi and the others did not put their own concept of equality on these captives, and the unequal coercion was beneficial to them.

"Childlike?" Mu Min frowned, "Virgin? He practiced Tongzigong? ”

Xiong Buyou almost didn't laugh: "It's a child, a scholar who didn't pass the exam." ”

Everyone looks at this person carefully, although he is in tattered clothes and has a dark complexion, he is not rough in his hands and feet, and he is not a man from a hard background.

Zhang Xingjiao saw that they were smiling, and sighed self-deprecatingly: "The villain can't read, so the deputy masters laugh." My family was originally an indigenous here, and I have been farming for several generations, and my ancestors have handed down a few acres of land. There is a big surname surnamed Gou in the village, because there are several rich families in the sect, and they can talk to the clerks in the yamen, and they are rampant and domineering in the village. My father couldn't get angry, so he provided me with education, hoping to make a name for myself and support the portal from being bullied by his family. But the villain is useless and has never been able to pass the exam. ”

Feeling embarrassed, his face also turned red: "It takes money to study, the family sold a few acres of land, the family is already a little tight, the family's cattle suddenly died, everyone said that it was the Gou family's people who did it, we have no evidence, and we don't have this shili to go to court with him." My father was angry and anxious, and he fell seriously ill. How could the Zhuang family have any money to spare, so they were helpless, and sold the remaining four acres of land with a contract. I could have sold it for a few more dollars, but the Gou family relied on their familiarity with the bookstore in the yamen, and forcibly prevented other big families from buying it, and ruthlessly struck down the land price, and the money for selling the land was not as good as half of the usual......"

"Forced to buy and forced to sell." Mu Min nodded sympathetically.

"The land was sold, but after my father found out about it, he was even more annoyed, and after a few months of delay, the money was spent and the people were gone-" Zhang Xingjiao wiped his tears, "That's not all, the Gou family would be so bad-hearted, colluding with the master in charge of money and grain in the yamen, and never transferred the four acres of money and grain." My land has been sold, and I still have to pay for food in summer and autumn every year. How can there be such an unreasonable thing in the world? ”

Is there such a thing? Several people were surprised. This is a very common thing in the middle and late Ming Dynasty, called production and grain storage: the land is sold, but the tax burden is a lot, and the buyer does not have to pay taxes and pay grain. Often, peasants were forced to flee after losing their land.

"Over the years, the money and grain of the imperial court have been particularly heavy, and the salary has been increased. It's hard for me to wait for such a small family! The villain asked the buyer if Weishenme would not transfer the money and grain? It was clearly written in the paperwork. The head of the Gou family said that he had already told the masters in charge of money and grain in the yamen that he had nothing to do with the money and grain without the transfer. The villain ran into the city a few times, but was scolded by the masters, saying that the villain was a bad man. ”

There was silence in the tent. The prisoners who sat on the ground and waited for him to pass through were deeply moved by what he had said, most of them had grievances of one kind or another, and some of them wept silently, and some of them bit their lips and remembered what had happened to them, and their hearts were filled with resentment.

As soon as the deadline for completing the grain arrived, the officials would go to the countryside to arrest people with fire sticks, iron chains, and handcuffs. As soon as I arrived at home, I couldn't say anything, I would beat people when I saw them, I would smash them when I saw pots and pans, and I would catch the villain in the county to chase the competition, and I would compare it every three days, and I would beat the little man to the skin, and I had to show the public with a flail...... I couldn't have survived, but fortunately, there were a few students who studied in the county school, and they begged for teachings and admonishments to intercede before they spared a small life. Back home, the Gou family colluded with the servants, in the name of completing the villain's tax grain, coerced the villain, and bullied the villain's house foundation with real money, and the poor ancestral graves of my family were ......all dug by him" Speaking of this, he smashed his head on the ground and cried non-stop.

This time he was going to fight, and the big families in the village felt that it didn't matter if this person died, so they tied him up with three other people and sent him to the city to be a strong man.

I asked a few more people who wanted to join the gang, and the things were much the same, they were all people who were forced by the big government and couldn't get by, and everyone had a blood feud. Everyone sympathized with them.

"This matter should be reported to the Executive Committee." Mu Min wiped the red circles under his eyes, "The people are too bitter, we must carry out land reform!" ”

Guo Yi's heart is also very sympathetic, but he is not interested in land reform, and he also expressed his sympathy for Mu Min's exclamation, so as not to be said to be cold-blooded, but he didn't say a word about land reform or anything like that-who knows what the leader thinks! Newcomers should be more cautious. But from this matter he had an idea. This idea, combined with the contents of last night's post-war review meeting of the Executive Committee, which he heard from Shaozong today, felt that there was a good chance that it would be adopted.

"Big hits?" Wen Desi looked at Xiao Zishan with some surprise.

"Well," Xiao Zishan nodded, "To be exact, it's a fight against local tyrants and inferior gentry." ”

"Zishan, we all discussed it at the time, don't do land reform."

"We don't carry out land reform, we just hit big households, to put it bluntly, we are doing the right thing for heaven, robbing the rich and helping the poor." Xiao Zishan took out a few pages, "This is Guo Yi's suggestion and some of the materials he obtained during the interrogation of prisoners. Using the information obtained by the prisoners to crack down on a number of large households with public indignation, first, to win over the people's hearts and warn the local recalcitrant not to confront us; Second, they can obtain large quantities of food and supplies. ”

These pages contain a record of the information provided by the captives for the unscrupulous households, including population, defense, land, property, and so on. It is very detailed, and some even have a few pigs and cows at home, and where the gold and silver may be hidden. Simply an exhaustive guide to robbery. As long as the traverser follows the map, it is not difficult to make a windfall.

Naturally, the so-called robbing the rich and helping the poor has mainly helped one's own poverty since ancient times. But this set of things is very attractive to the common people, although the common people do not actually get a lot of benefits, but it is still full of temptation for many people to subvert the daily order that oppresses them and knock the high people to the ground.

The Executive Committee discussed the proposal, which received strong support from a group of radicals. For the moderates, the original "hunting" was to randomly find targets for attack, and it was likely to kill some people who should not be killed, damage the interests of a group of people who should not be harmed, and lay hidden dangers for future administrative construction. It's like the finishing touch. Both sides were satisfied, and they had to look at Guo Yi differently.

"We really need to hit a few big households to replenish supplies." Wu Nanhai, as the head of the agriculture and food department, lowered his voice and said to everyone, "Originally, I wanted to remind you of the food problem. ”

He opened a notebook: "We have a grain reserve of 1 kilogram per person per day for 60 days of continuous supply of rice and flour, with a total reserve of 35 tons. After D-Day, most people are actually rationed at 600-800 grams per day because we can ration more protein and fat, including canned food, instant food, and marine fish, reducing carbohydrate requirements. This results in 350 kg of food consumed per day, so food consumption is less than expected. The reserve will last about 15 days longer than expected. But this figure does not include prisoners.

"The number of prisoners I have taken today is 138, calculated at a daily ration of 300 grams per person -- if they are to be subjected to heavy physical work, this ration is actually insufficient -- from tomorrow onwards we will have to consume an extra 40 kilograms of grain a day, which is not a small number, and we must open up the source of food as soon as possible."

"What about our own grain growing?" Xiao Zishan knew that Wunanhai's agricultural group had brought countless essences of modern agriculture.

"In the past, there were no manpower, but now it is easier to take more prisoners. Hainan can harvest three times a year in the 21st century. However, it is now the period of the Xiaoice River, and I still don't know how cold Hainan is, and I have to ask the captives to decide what to plant. ”

"I remember that it snowed in Hainan in the Ming Dynasty."

"This should be the exception, but a few degrees lower is for sure. It's always okay to get two times a year. Hopefully I'll have more captives, but to be honest, I'm not very comfortable with the otaku farming......"

Xiao Zishan wrote down his request in his notebook.

"There is also table salt, which must be found as soon as possible or produced by itself. The agriculture team has a ton of salt, which is enough for the time being, but now it is consumed quite quickly because of the many pickled products that need to be made. Other departments also need it, and they all apply to the agriculture team, which is quite difficult for me. ”

"Salt isn't hard to do, is it? Hainan is one of the first places in China to carry out large-scale salt drying, and there are many salt farms along the Beibu Gulf and the Qiongzhou Strait. ”

"We have to start construction of a salt mill as soon as possible."

"This is easy to say," Wang Luobin was full of confidence, "I was in Guangxi when I was a child, and I often went to the salt farm by the sea to play, and I knew how to dry it." He frowned, "But drying salt is a hard job, it's all mechanized production, it's okay to say, if you use manpower, the labor force is not enough now." ”

"Don't bother, we can go and grab ......," Yu Shui opened a book, "According to the county records, there is an official salt farm on the Mayuan Peninsula not far from us, and I think the salt there is enough for us." ”

"Go grab the salt. The chemical sector is in dire need of this. Score some manpower. ”

"Let's sort out what exactly are the projects to be satisfied. Let's talk about how to allocate manpower. ”