The shaving order was originally a bad idea put forward by the surrendered Han people in the future, just like Yuan Pengnian's poem 'Money rat tail is the elegant government of the new dynasty, and Eguanbo brings the bad rules of the country. ’

It's all about flattering and disgusting rhetoric that doesn't hesitate to be patted for the sake of flattery, and that's what the shaving order is, and it went quite smoothly at first.

Seeing that so many experts and elites were groveling, Dolgon thought that his shaving order had been successful and that the land he had occupied had been completely subjugated, but when he woke up, holding a thick pile of war reports in his hand, and knowing that the Great Qing Kingdom was full of wolf smoke, he realized that he was wrong.

The resentment of the people focused on the issue of shaving their hair and making it easy to wear, and they did not accept the fact that their parents were exposed to the hair and skin.

And the scholars and doctors who have descended to the Qing Dynasty have already shaved their hair and are easy to wear, they don't think about it, they feel that it is worth it, but they also have opinions, and their opinions are more focused on the issue of not allowing women to bind their feet.

For the sake of dignity and blood, the people did not accept the order to shave their hair, and finally knew that Dolgon's so-called crime of hanging the people, saying that he would help the Ming Dynasty take back the territory lost in the attack of the rebel army, and then return it to the Ming Dynasty, was just a deception directed by the Eight Banners and traitors, and a trick to fool honest people.

The people of the Han family are actually very confident in the sentence of Hu Wu's 100-year fortune, and they thought that the land of the Han family would not be conquered by foreigners, but they never expected that Dolgon really had such a big appetite.

Could it be that Da Ming really died like this? People really either choose to keep their hair and lose their lives; Or just save your life and shave your head?

So the ordinary people of Nanzhili, Jiangxi, Guangdong, Shaanxi, Gansu, Shandong, Henan, and Beizhili decided to talk to Dolgon. But Dorgon is busy getting married, and he has no time to spare!

The people smashed their mouths and stomped their feet, so they raised their sickles, axes and even burning sticks to fight the army of the Eight Banners who were welcoming Dolgon!

They didn't want to stop the sedan chair in Xiaozhuang and shout 'I'm against it!' They just want to make a truth, and they want to ask why I don't count my hair, why should I give you my life?

As a result, the entire north of the Yangtze River in Guannai, as well as Nanzhili, Jiangxi and Guangdong, most of the territory of China was full of rebel armies one after another.

The fact that there was no uprising in other places was not because I felt that the shaving order was good, but because it was still the Nanming regime, and there were Emperor Yongli and Zheng Chenggong.

The peasant uprisings in these provinces can be said to have risen one after the other, and almost every uprising has reached more than 100,000 people. Regardless of whether these uprisings end up in triumph or tragedy, there is no turning back from the lives lost.

In the third year of Yongli and December of the sixth year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty, Shanxi revolted, maybe the time in the book made this uprising a little late, almost a year late, but Shanxi he was an uprising, and it didn't matter whether Dolgon and Azig wanted it or not.

We have moved our attention to the vast land in the north, this year under the severe drought, the harvest in the fields of Shanxi and Shaanxi provinces has been almost halved, and some families have not harvested a grain for a year, and those who cannot survive have sold their fields to become slaves, and there are those who have sold their children and daughters.

And our next story does not begin with people, but from a big yellow dog who is so hungry that only skin and bones remain.

In the winter of Shanxi this year, the hard earth covered the thick snow, and also covered the only trace of vitality left in people's hearts.

In the air of slaughter, there were only a few households in the villages under the dirt slopes.

It was already evening, and Wangcai, the big yellow dog discarded by the landlord's family, was lying trembling next to the firewood and grass pile at the entrance of the village.

Already scrawny, it stared blankly at the crows in the trees not far away, who were chirping viciously.

He was hungry, and so were the crows, and he might be dreaming that one of them would fall in front of him with a slid and fall half to his eyes, and then give him a good meal as food, and if that were the case, he would not have wasted even the crow's feathers.

It's just that the crows are not so unlucky, but seem to be discussing the topic of this dog together: "Hey, I'm talking about big black!" This yellow-haired animal has survived for five days, and although he hasn't breathed yet, I guess he won't have the strength to bare his teeth, right? Do you need to fly over to stimulate it, and give it a memorial service or something in advance? Otherwise, if you let it last for a few more days, you might lose even your bones, so how can you eat it? ”

After several successive tax donations throughout the year, and in time for the disaster year, the winter food in the village was almost gone.

The older families had already taken their grandchildren to beg for food, and the remaining surplus grain and seeds had been buried by the villagers almost as deep as a well. If it weren't for the fact that King Chuang helped the village divide the land and rob the big households a few years ago, this village would have been out of life a long time ago.

But later I heard that King Chuang was also quite unprincipled, at first he only robbed big households, and later he became robbed when he saw people, but these are not what they are in the mood to care about.

They have just lived a full life, but the Qing soldiers have entered the customs again, the Qing soldiers have defeated the king of Chuang, defeated the Great Western Army, and are going to fight the Khalkha Mongols.

But they are so powerful that they don't go to heaven, and they are also very powerful in the world of the poor.

If the war doesn't stop, the looting won't stop, what will never be given, it's all deceitful nonsense, and what can be grabbed is so troublesome to pay back Nima to collect taxes?

In order to see who exterminates whom, the Qing army has been wantonly collecting grain in the northwestern provinces, and has been forcing the old and young in the village to a dead end.

The city head changed the king's flag, originally I just thought it was just a drum change on the stage, but I didn't expect that people even changed the troupe, and there were still people with small rice bowls to re-watch the lively ticket money.

The big cow of the Wang family at the head of the village tightened the straw rope around his waist and scolded viciously: "the bastard Tartar, robbed us of our food and let us shave our heads!" They look ball-eyed, and they want to make us look like them. ”

Several male babies who grew up together are sitting on the broken kang mat of the Liu family, a big family in the village, and the boss of the Liu family is also tense at this time, and said hatefully: "I have had food in the years when I caught up with the drought, but now I can't even feed a dog." It was a good hound, and he went hunting with us in the mountains in the early days. ”

Zhang San, the neighbor, sighed and said: "If the brothers hadn't read this, they would have been strangled a long time ago, and now everyone has nothing to eat, but looking at the dog meat, we just can't bear it." ”

(End of chapter)