Chapter 5 Fushun Prison

The eldest grandson Jin was happy, and said with a smile: "I thought that the eldest brother would beg for good words, but I didn't want to use it strongly, I knew it was so, it was better to let the younger brother be this wicked person, after all, the elder brother is a baozheng and people can recognize him, but how is it good?" ”

Eldest Sun Hao glared at him, and saw that no one was paying attention to him left and right, so he said angrily: "In the middle of the night, how can you ask for someone?" Even if I am willing to ask someone, who will open the door? I can only do some bandit craft. I covered my face while doing things, and I changed my voice again, who would recognize me? ”

Eldest Sun Jin's smile did not change, but he changed his cautious tone: "Is it smooth?" Did it hurt anyone? ”

Since the establishment of the Great Song Dynasty, Shuzhong is a place, the regime is the most complete, has not been affected by the outside military disaster, although there are large and small mutiny uprisings, but the government's control of the city is still very powerful, no matter how small the state city, there are also soldiers stationed inside, plus the head of the office, the horse is fast, so no matter how vicious the bandits and bandits in the field outside, there are still very few who dare to enter the city to make trouble. Changsun Hao entered Changzhou City alone to kidnap people and grab medicine, if he injured someone, the government would definitely not let it go, and sooner or later he would chase him out.

"No, that pharmacy was opened by Lao Langzhong, and there were not many people in the family, all of whom were tied up by me and gagged." Eldest Sun Hao waved his hand: "But just in case, it's better to leave early to avoid trouble." ”

The eldest grandson nodded and urged the dog to hurry up and make porridge, and woke up the people who were still snoring.

When Changsun Hong squinted a little and was called up to drink porridge and take medicine, a round of rising sun, full of warm light, jumped out from the other side of the mountain, illuminating every grass and tree in the mountain, and the birds flew up and chirped in the treetops, and another sunny day began.

The men from Lijia Village, Shizhao County, Hezhou, drank half a bowl of porridge by themselves, cleaned up neatly, and picked up the burden of rice one after another. Jin's eldest brother and grandson Jin, still took the Pu knife, set off alone in advance, and opened the way for everyone.

The two men who carried the stretcher also carried Changsun Hong, walking in the middle of the team, these two people are in their early thirties, but they carried the teenage Changsun Hong to walk, which made him very unhappy, one of these two people is called Li Meng, and the other is called Li Dafu, in terms of generation, they are all people who should be called uncles by Changsun Hong.

The eldest grandson Hong lay on the stretcher, thanked him again and again, and the two said with a smile: "You are the second lang of the Baozheng family, let's lift it, don't worry about it, follow Baozheng on this trip, earn some extra money, and have a way to live, for your father's sake, Hugh said that you are sick, even if you are not sick, you can carry it away." ”

The two walked very fast, the eldest grandson Hong above was bumpy like a cloud, the eldest grandson Hao walked in the front, paying attention to the movement in front all the way, once there was a long birdsong more than that, he knew that it was the eldest grandson who warned him, so he had to take someone to change the route. At this time, although the rice that everyone picked had not been replaced with salt, there was no reason to hinder the salt inspection of Cao Si Cangsi, but there was no reason for the government to issue it, and more than ten people gathered to carry the load, and they would definitely be detained when they encountered the inspection, not to mention that the grain was confiscated, everyone had to be dealt with as thieves, and the collective should be punished with death.

Such a big risk, why did his father Changsun Hao still dare to take the risk of selling illicit salt, and why these seemingly honest farmers in Lijia Village were willing to follow, but Changsun Hong was very puzzled, according to the understanding of the previous life, Shuzhong was not affected by military disasters, and natural disasters were rare since the end of the Tang Dynasty, so this phenomenon should not occur.

When he threw out this question, Li Meng and Li Dafu replied very simply: "I can't live anymore!" ”

Compared with Li Dafu's muffled gourd, Li Meng is a rectum, and he chatted with the eldest grandson Hong like pouring beans from the bamboo tube, and there was nothing to do on the left and right roads, so he said it.

"Erlang, you are young, your father took you to Lijia Village for a few years, I don't know the situation here, Lijia Village Feng Shui is good, I heard that there were high-ranking officials a hundred years ago, and the land is good, all of them are good paddy fields, our ancestors have settled here for generations, and the previous days were very comfortable, I heard my father say that when my grandfather was a child, I still have more than a dozen acres of land at home."

"It's just that when it came to my grandfather's generation, the way of the world changed, when Emperor Shenzong changed the law, the county and township had to borrow, and those who didn't borrow had to borrow, and if they borrowed one point, they had to pay back five points, how could we afford it? I had to borrow it from a rich family in the village. ”

"Debts roll, profits roll, roll back can no longer be repaid, and no one borrows money, then use the land to pay, come and go, my family's land will be gone, we will become a side household, can only rely on the landlord to live."

"Spring rent to pay, autumn rent to pay, these landlords do not pay, we have to pay, there is also a poll tax, forced servants do not go to serve but also to convert into silver, my family of five, a year, the harvest of those acres of land is not enough to pay taxes, last year was arrested by the county, received ten rods, two months can not get off the ground. If you don't pay it all this year, I'm afraid you'll be allocated. ”

"So the eldest grandson Bao is just right, he became Bao Zheng last year, and seeing that the poor people in the village couldn't survive, he took us to sell salt, which is a murderous act, we all know it. But it's better than waiting for death at home, I've been assigned, and there are only mothers-in-law and old people and young children left at home, how can I live? Why don't you come out and fight! ”

"On that trip last year, each participant was divided into several times, which was enough to spend a year, and I could eat meat a few times, so I must come this year, and I am not afraid of killing my head!"

Listening to Li Meng's babbling, Li Dafu interjected a sentence or two from time to time, as a supplement, so that Changsun Hong had an intuitive understanding of the life of the peasants at the bottom of the society in this era.

This is unexpected, in the impression of the previous life, the Song Dynasty is an enlightened and prosperous dynasty, although the army is weak, but extremely rich, not only can afford to give hundreds of thousands of taels of gold and silver to the Western Xia, Liao, and Jin a year, but also more than enough to raise troops to start a government, to maintain the operation of the state apparatus, such a highly developed civilization era, the people's life should be better than other dynasties.

But from Er Li's mouth, it is simply a rebellion, such a harsh government, there is no large-scale civil uprising in Shuzhong, which can be regarded as a miracle.

Li Meng's narration continued, and it was probably difficult to find a person to talk to, and Changsun Hong picked up the most fragile piece of meat in his heart, and he could no longer close the chatterbox of grievances.

"What? Erlang, you don't know whose land belongs to the village? Li Meng looked at Changsun Hong in surprise, with a look of disbelief: "You go in and out of his house every day, how can you not know?" ”

The eldest grandson Hong was stunned, so he had to deduce that the fever burned out his brain, and he couldn't remember some things clearly.

Li Meng looked at Changsun Hong sympathetically, probably thinking that this was really the case, sighed, and said: "Well, I heard that a person in Zhangjia Village next door last year also suffered from typhoid fever, and when he was cured, he didn't know anything and became a fool." Erlang, you just can't remember some things, it's good. ”

He licked his lips and explained: "The land in the village now belongs to one person, that is, Li Daguan, his name is Li Xian, and he lives in the big mansion in the west of the village, and the two stone lions at the door are. As the saying goes, the officials and officials guard each other, and the local county respect, taking the opportunity of changing the law, swallowed the land of the whole village, and became a big landlord, and since then the whole village has become a side household of his family, making cattle and horses for him. ”

"Your father is a foreigner, he is outstanding in boxing, Li Guanren loves your father's ability, and he himself refuses to be a Baozheng, so he let your father do it, exempt your family's rent, and let you go into his family's private dining to read and write, you have been in to study for two months, it is a good fortune, and in the future, you may be able to glorify your ancestors."

Speaking of this, Changsun Hong's head hurt again, and a memory came out of the depths of his mind, the white-bearded gentleman, the bamboo ring ruler, and the children's loud classroom, one by one, flashed out.

"Oh, yes, yes." Rubbing his temples, Changsun Hong frowned and his face was full of pain: "That gentleman's surname is Zhou, and he studied together, as well as several sons and nephews of Li Guan's family. ”

"Yes, look, Erlang, you remember." Li Meng was happy and said with a smile: "Your illness is fine, and you will definitely be cured soon." ”

The eldest grandson Hong echoed the smile, shook his head, brushed some of the unpleasant memories that poured out, sneered, and lay on the stretcher, his eyes rolled wildly, not knowing what he was thinking.

The team continued to move forward, leaving Changzhou, there was no big town, sparsely populated, nothing happened all the way, everyone walked fast, they were all accustomed to walking the mountain road and climbing the ditch and ridge, they set off at dawn, except for a few breaks and ate porridge in the middle, they have been running on the trail between the mountains and mountains, so they came, and when the sky was dark, they entered the ground of Fushun Prison.

When he arrived at a hill, Changsun Hao, who was walking in front, raised his arm and stopped.

The people gathered together and crouched in the grass. I saw that in the twilight ahead, a broken stone tablet stood next to the path, covered by weeds, almost invisible, and there were several large characters in ancient seal font --- Fushun.