"Diao Min, you Diao Min!"

Old Man Fang roared angrily.

But the next moment both hands appeared on him at the same time......

"Get down!"

"Pay back!"

Two shouts rang out at the same time.

Then with the force of the tear, he fell with a scream.

At this time, the surging people on both sides of him instantly overwhelmed those cavalry, and the officer was about to draw his saber because he had emptied two short guns, but as a result, seven or eight hands were torn off at the same time, and the nearest officer fired a shot in a panic, but before he could see which one he hit, a brick flew out of the crowd, and directly hit him in the face.

The cavalry in the rear opened fire in confusion.

But then grenades fell on the roofs on both sides.

And it's not just these obviously prepared people with ulterior motives, on the outer walls of the houses on both sides of them, the windows of the small buildings, and then more angry citizens appear to throw bricks at them, and women pour boiling water down, a few children with slingshots directly hit them as targets, and even the old lady has a kitchen knife to throw down. And the angry citizens in the streets below kept crowding past them and tearing them off their horses, and some people brought stones, bricks, flat poles, and even stabbed them with bamboo poles......

It is said that the folk customs here are quite simple.

However, this also has the merit of the gentry, after all, while they have been playing happily in the past two years, they have also brought some changes.

The Xiangxian Association is under the slogan of Quren governing Qu.

The village sages claimed to be the people and asked for their lives.

Although the scope of their people is very narrow, at least in the scope of the word itself, it includes the people in front of them, and there is still an imperial power behind the past magistrates, but the gentry rely on this people to fool the place, and their fooling also makes the people really begin to awaken.

"It's all nonsense, it's all nonsense, I'll just say why do you exist like this?

Tsunade is gone!

Can there be no mess then? ”

Kong Zhenyun stomped his feet and said behind him.

looks like the old people who were forced to cut their braids in the early Republic of China.

Of course, he could only stomp his feet.

At this time, those cavalry had also fled, and Master Fang was still under the crowd, as if he had sunk into a bottomless abyss, it was estimated that he would not be able to float up until this chaos ended.

"Folks, go get our money!"

A roar rang out from the rooftops.

There, with a grenade in one hand and an arquebus around the other, pointed majestically towards the center of the city.

The grenade is easy to get.

There are a large number of factories in Quzhou City, not to mention grenades, turtledoves, cannons, water hammer wrought iron plate armor can all be made, more than 1,000 turtledoves can be made in a month, and grenades can even be made by some small blacksmith furnaces.

"It's Boss Luo!"

He Fu, who was the closest, shouted in the crowd.

He knew this person, he was a civilized man who came to make a living, and he had worked in the docks before, and there were a few of his subordinates who came with him.

It is said that he was originally logging in the Kaihua Mountains, and later offended people and had to come to Quzhou to join his relatives, but he was bold and righteous, and he knew a lot of very fresh truths, and then opened a small workshop with local relatives in the city to make ironware, and often took him to drink with him. It's normal for this person to have a grenade in his hand, his small ironcraft workshop originally made grenades and sold them to the Xiangxian Association, as for the other people, they should be the guys of the workshop and some neighbors, and a few He Fu can also recognize them.

"The Xiangxian Association owes me a hundred taels of goods, and it was opened by Master Ye."

Boss Luo said.

He Fu nodded with relief.

"Folks, if they don't give it to us, they will take it themselves, that's our silver, why can't we take it!"

Boss Luo waved the white stripe in his hand and shouted.

"Yes, take our money!"

"Take the silver!"

……

The emotions below were immediately mobilized.

Then everyone flocked to the mansions, and even some of the ones without white stripes followed them, and this good opportunity could not be missed, and the people of Huizhou had set an example. Besides, no worker has been deducted from his salary these days, and there are even female workers whose wages are white, and I don't know what to do this time, in case these gentry have no money, then they can only rob as much as they want.

Thus began the torrent to storm the gentry's mansions all over the city.

Boss Luo smiled with relief.

His surname is indeed Luo Hui, but he is not a mountain man who came to Quzhou to make a living in the civilized mountainous area, he is a shanty man in the deeper mountains, and his ancestor is said to be Chen Youliang's old department, who has lived in the mountains and forests of northeastern Jiangxi for more than 200 years. For generations, I have never eaten the Zhu family's food and have not been managed by the Zhu family, that is, hunting and logging and planting essence for a living, not to say that there are real savages, in fact, there are such shanty people in northeast Jiangxi, they are no different from the people around the households, the only difference is that they cannot go to the plains to farm.

Because their identity is not in the household registration, they can move around and even enter the city to trade, but if they live in the plain, they have to face the government.

Even rebellions are common.

It wasn't until five years ago that he was recruited by the Yang family, and since then he has become the Yang family's farmer, and everything he has can say is given by the Yang family, so he is only loyal to the Yang family.

He immediately went down from the roof.

The subordinates in the back also followed, these are also the Yang family, they are all shanty people in the northeast of Jiangxi, they all know the dialect of the Kaihua area, and they are even very familiar with the local situation in Kaihua, so it is not difficult to play the role of the Kaihua mountain people.

"Boss Luo, how did this make a fuss?"

He Fu asked.

At this time, the entire Quzhou city was already in chaos, not to mention the young and strong, even those old men and old ladies ran out and joined the ranks of debt collection, but here is a mess, you have to face the Zhejiang regiment training, and the new Quzhou brigade of Zhejiang regimental training can be in Shouchang. And there are also nearby camps such as Longyou, Yushan, and Changshan, and the previous cavalry did run away, but then it was the turn of these people to come.

Master Fang's son, who is still being stepped on, has a son and more than a dozen students, but all of them are officers in the Quzhou Brigade.

"How many young people do you have in Quzhou?"

Luo Hui said.

"There are now fifty or sixty thousand in this city alone."

He Fu said.

"Fifty or sixty thousand young people, there is still a pile of armor transported from Jiangxi on the dock, workshops in the city can make dozens of turtledoves in a day, there are more than a dozen cannons in the Yejia Cannon Factory that have not been shipped out, gunpowder can be made here, and the fifty or sixty thousand young people will close the city gate, can they support it for half a year?

You can't open Yanzhou for half a year, you also underestimate the Jingnan Army, right? ”

Luo Hui said with a smile.

As soon as this was interrupted, the more than 20,000 regiments on the front line could not sustain the operation at all.

Although the military production capacity in this area is not small, because it has been fighting non-stop wars since last year, there are no reserves at all in various localities, and the 20,000 regimental training is still armed by buying some guns from Fujian, and the ammunition is all made and delivered by those factories, and the raw materials for gunpowder are all bought from outside, and Zhejiang produces neither nitrate nor sulfur......

Sulfur is actually produced.

Made of pyrite, there are gentry working in the Longyou area, but that bit of production is meaningless for the military.

But there's really no nitrate.

Daming's nitrate is mainly the nitrate cave in Sichuan and Guizhou, which is the main military nitrate, Shanxi's salt nitrate, Shandong's soil nitrate, Zhejiang's local want to get nitrate, then you can only go to the thatched pit, but the tragedy is that the people of Zhejiang like to use the cylinder......

There's no toilet soil!

"We've got to have someone take the lead!"

He Fu said.

"Where is the leader?"

Luo Hui pointed at Dr. Kong, who was still beating his chest.

The latter raised his head with a sense of clarity and looked at them suspiciously, Luo Hui walked over with a smile, those subordinates behind him, He Fu and his friends around him, all followed with the same smile weirdly, Kong Zhenyun looked at them tremblingly, instinctively turned around and wanted to run, He Fu suddenly took a few steps forward, grabbed him and dragged him back again, turned around and let him face Luo Hui......

"Dr. Kong, it's time for you to do it anyway!"

Luo Hui said sincerely.

"You, what do you want to do?"

Dr. Kong said tremblingly.

He was grabbed by He Fu and others, looking up at Luo Hui, like a weak girl who was about to encounter misfortune.

"Dr. Kong, the Duke of Yingguo was persecuted by traitors, and he couldn't bear to watch the Ming Dynasty turn black and white upside down from then on, so he had to raise the banner of rebellion on the side of the Qing monarch, and it was difficult to Yasukuni.

As a saint, how can you sit idly by?

Now that the people of Quzhou have drawn a clear line with the opposition party, and there is a lack of a person who presides over the overall situation, as a saint, you have always been highly respected, and you are naturally the best candidate.

The small one has an idea, our Quzhou people follow the Four People's Assembly of Yingguo Gong, elect the representatives of the Four Peoples in the city, and then the representatives of the Four People's jointly form the Quzhou Commune, and the commune will manage the affairs of the city, prepare to resist the counterattack of the anti-party, and wait for the arrival of the army of Yingguo Gong.

And you are the head of Quzhou Commune. ”

Luo Hui said.

"Old, old and frail, I really don't dare to take on this important responsibility, the strong men should find another master."

Kong Zhenyun hurriedly said.

It is said that those gentry encountered this chaos, one by one must have suffered heavy losses, and their sons and nephews who were on the front line must also find a fat sheep to slaughter and eat meat, and at this time the fattest fat sheep in Quzhou is none other than him. Xu Du and others not only did not touch him before, but respected him very much, and the interests of the Kong family were not damaged at all, but they took the opportunity to make a lot of money, and this civil uprising did not affect his family, because his family had not beaten a white slip.

That's the perfect fat sheep.

If you do this again, you will be the head of the commune, and those people will come back and use this as an excuse to purge the Kong family.

He's not that stupid.

"Dr. Kong, you have to do it, you have to do it, you have to do it, our Quzhou fathers trust you, but you live up to the trust of Quzhou's fathers, then Quzhou's fathers are easy to get angry."

Luo Hui said.

"A few strong men, just let me go!"

Kong Zhenyun wanted to cry and said without tears.

"Brothers, who is the richest in this Quzhou city?"

Luo Hui suddenly shouted.

"Of course it's Dr. Kong's house!"

He Fu said.

"Then let's eat Dr. Kong's house first, Dr. Kong's family has silver and food, and it is estimated that we will be full!"

Luo Hui said.

Kong Zhenyun was immediately dumbfounded.

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