Chapter Eighty-Three: The Incident in the Far Mountain Village (I)

The second young master of the Yuanshan family, Kinjiro, brought weapons and equipment, called a companion, made up a name at random, and kicked the door from house to house in the village, demanding the payment of a temporary increase in taxes.

He himself was dressed in a carcass, holding a sharp blade in his hand, and there were two fox fake tiger legs on the left and right, both equipped with knives and guns. How dare the peasants resist such a battle?

Can you still pick up a hoe and a pitchfork and rebel?

From east to west, more than 30 families squeezed out more than 30 yuan of wealth with only one cup of tea. Most of the people honestly broke their wealth to avoid disasters, and a few of them had a strong temper, and they didn't need the second young master to go out at all, but they had two dogs and legs, and they waited with fists and sticks, and their noses were blue and their faces were swollen, and then the peasant woman knelt on the ground with tears and offered copper coins to pray for forgiveness.

After a flurry of chickens and dogs, Kinjiro Toyama felt quite satisfied.

This group of mud legs, they know that they are poor all day long, and they are all pretending! Isn't there money in the family? There were dozens of Yongle coins hidden in the corners of many houses, and some people even saved broken silver.

Don't you want to think about this thing that you inferior people can accept?

Kinjiro Toyama counted the large bags of silver and copper coins, and reported to his father, "One levy is enough!" I'll send it to Miaoxuan Temple and show it to the Honest Master! ”

Then he found a follower to be a coolie, and he hurried on the road.

But he never mentioned how much money he received.

Thirty has always been zero seven hundred, in addition to the twenty-five perfume oil money in the temple, there are still nearly seven perforations left! That's a lot of money!

Later, I will stop by the bustling Katsurui Castle Town, go to Nanban Temple to give alms, buy some exquisite gifts for Miss Kanzaki Aria, and then spend a few hundred Wen to invite her to the best sake restaurant in the neighborhood to have a tooth festival......

When I think of this, I can't wait to give birth to wings and quickly fly to the beauty!

Toyama Daigoro was surprised that his young son was uncharacteristically so active in business, but he felt that the stinky boy had finally grown up and sensible, and he was extremely relieved in his heart, and he didn't doubt him at all.

He was originally an old fox who was insightful and well-informed. However, once you fall into the role of a father and are affected by doting emotions, it is no different from all the fools in the world.

Daigoro, who was already in his fifties, leaned forward with his feet forward, stood at the gate of the courtyard and watched his son go away, and kept muttering words such as "pay attention to safety" and "don't show your floating wealth", until there was no human figure in his field of vision, and then he slowly turned around and walked back to the room.

"After all, this child has grown up, and finally knows how to run the family! It is better to find a good wife for him as soon as possible, so as not to be hooked by the red-haired Nanban demon girl. ”

While muttering to himself, Toyama Daigoro found a bench in his courtyard and sat down, instructing the servants to bring tea while carefully thinking about the gains and losses of today's events.

After pondering repeatedly, he gradually frowned, shook his head repeatedly, and felt uneasy.

In the past, whether it was a widow who had eaten a dead house or slept with a widow, there would be no bitter master. The tricks and feet done when apportioning taxes and forced labor are also pulling one faction to fight another, mobilizing the masses to fight the masses. It's not like today, when they committed public anger and offended more than a dozen small farmers and twenty tenants!

Still too eager.

However, you can't help but be in a hurry in this situation!

It was clear that you must hand over the 25 sesame oil money within three days, how are you doing?

The kind master of the Nichiren sect of Myogenji Temple,The identity is not ordinary.,Weekdays with the general of the servant、Ashigaru general level retainers,It's also customary to talk and laugh.。 If you offend this high monk...... Throwing your ancestral spiritual position out of the other courtyard will make you lose face or light, if you say a few ugly words in front of the nobles, you will be killed.

In contrast, he would rather offend the farmers in the village...... But it's not okay to offend too harshly, what if a few young and vigorous people can't swallow this breath and take risks? Or did you run to the gate of Shengrui City to shout injustice and write a bloody letter? No matter how bad the whole family is, fleeing to other territories to earn a living, it is also a headache.

Thinking of this, Daigoro Toyama felt the need to come forward and appease and beat him in the village. As a village sage, this skill is still there.

However, as soon as I started, my knees felt very sore - I had already exercised a lot today.

When he was serving in the flag team, he followed the old lord from birth to death, crossed the sea from Awa to Jinnai, and went down hundreds of miles without breathing. But since he gave up the position of the head of the Ashigaru group to his eldest son ten years ago, he went to the countryside to be a pampered lord, and his muscles and bones were gradually hollowed out by wine.

So Toyama Daigoro decided to go to bed and rest quickly, and talk about the beating of the villagers tomorrow!

With just one night's effort, can you turn the sky upside down?

……

It was evening time after dinner again, and the peasants of the distant mountain village gathered around the grain piles as usual for their only socializing and recreational activities from morning till night.

Only this time, the event venue was in a mess, and the crowd atmosphere was quite depressing.

It was as if no one could find a topic, and they were silent for a long time, and everyone only made eye contact with each other.

After a long time, a big man with a stubby figure couldn't stand it, slapped his hands on the grain pile, and said angrily: "Damn, I can't live this day anymore!" It took me three and a half years to save the money that I have always had 0600 yuan, and I am going to use it to marry my wife. If you don't give it, you will fight! And put a knife to my neck! ”

He said this with righteous indignation, and gritted his teeth, not even noticing that his torn linen clothes, which were full of patches, were torn twice.

"Well, that's it......"

"Who's to say it's not......"

Many people whispered in response.

"Stop! I'm worried about being heard! The white-bearded old man with a cane stood up with great difficulty, expressing his disapproval, "Xiong Ji, listen to my advice from hiding horses!" If the money is gone, it's gone, and it's good that the people are still there! But don't have any troublesome thoughts, let the old men know, even lose your life! ”

"Hehe, hehe, Uncle Zangma, you have three anti-paddy fields and five anti-hata fields, you can afford to pay the money anyway, right?" Dahan didn't appreciate it at all, but was even more annoyed, "What about me Xiong Ji?" I don't have any real estate at all, I can only save a few hundred dollars a year as a helper, and I'm still a bachelor in my thirties! On this day, it is better to die! ”

Speaking of the word "death", everyone was cold, and the atmosphere was even more depressing.

Suddenly, a good deed person added fuel to the fire: "Uncle Zangma looked like him when he saw the old man, and he almost licked his shoes!" Every time, he said that someone would be saved, I think he is not the same heart as us poor people! ”

"That's right!" Xiong Ji didn't hear who it was, but subconsciously agreed: "Some people are born with soft bones and like to be accomplices to robbers!" ”

"You...... You! The old man was so angry that his beard was shaking, and he slammed his cane twice on the ground, looked around, and angrily reprimanded: "Wow, you all have backbone!" If you have a backbone, will you only come at me, an old guy who can't walk? In the afternoon just now, the second young master collected money from door to door, didn't you all give it honestly? Do you have the audacity to gossip behind your back? ”

"I'm not afraid of death!" Xiong Ji blushed and argued loudly: "It's just that people have armor on their bodies, good knives, and small soldiers, and I just die in vain if I go to fight hard!" If there are one or twenty people rushing together and killing these bastards, I will definitely be the first to go, and someone will take revenge for the death, and it will be worth it! ”

"Just blow it!" Zangma stroked his beard and gave a disdainful look, "Lao Tzu really doesn't believe it, you still want to gather one or twenty people, dare to rebel?" ”

"Old immortal thing!"

"The little beast still dares to curse?"

The two quarreled sentence by sentence, and when the situation was about to be out of control, a young man's crisp voice suddenly came from a distance:

"Two, for the sake of my Nissin's face, please stop!"

Nissin?

It's the Nissin master of the Sect!

After hearing this voice, Kurama and Kumayoshi, who were about to start fighting, honestly stopped their hands and feet, although they still glared at each other.

The rest of the people turned around and greeted politely.

"Hello Master!"

"Why is the master free today? I heard you went to Kurotani Village! ”

"Master, please persuade each other, these two are really quarrelling!"

The young monk smiled and responded one by one.

This Nissin is not an ordinary person.

He came to Awa from Kii along with the Kamisakura Castle guard appointed by the Heite family, Naoharu Yukawa. It is said that he is the apprentice of the Shishan Fang official Lai Lian, and his background is better than that of the kind master of the Miaogen Temple.

But the two monks behaved in very different ways.

The master of kindness has always been brocade clothes and jade food, eyes are above the top, all day long only in the meditation room to study the obscure Buddhism of the tooth, only the samurai lord will ask to see will be received, ordinary people do not give a ten or five sesame oil money, is completely unable to touch the corner of the clothes.

However, the master of Nissin wore coarse cloth monk's robes, went to the fields to eat and live with the peasants, and taught everyone to recite simple slogans such as "Nam no Amitabha" with a pleasant face, saying that in this way they could receive good fortune in the next life, and it was not mandatory to donate money.

Therefore, the former preached for decades and still only mingled among the upper classes, while the latter only came for two or three months before gaining the deep favor of the people at the bottom.

At that moment, Master Nissin walked up to Xiong Ji and Zangma, and calmly persuaded: "Although we have not been together for a long time, the poor monk knows that you are all kind-hearted people, but because of your different temperaments, it is easy to have unnecessary conflicts, so don't take it to heart." ”

"That's what the master said."

"The master taught me."

Both of them bowed their heads red-faced and admitted their mistakes.

"That's good, that's good. Everyone must be united. Master Nissin nodded with satisfaction, "The world is difficult, and only by working together can we tide over the difficulties." What are you arguing about? Can you tell the poor monks? ”

"Actually...... "Xiong Ji touched his head and began to tell the story of today's events.

And Zangma, who was over the age of six, suddenly thought that Master Nissin seemed to have an extraordinary background, could he ask him to come forward and restrain the evil deeds of the father and son in the distant mountains a little?

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