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Am I rescuing the national intangible cultural heritage?

Is there any five hundred dollars?

Do you have a certificate?

The girl saw that Ma Zhong was surprised, and she didn't have the consciousness of the poet ancestor at all, so she looked at it curiously and asked, "Do you think I'm a little surprised to appear in the mountain barbarian village?" ”

Ma Zhong was stunned for a moment, he could guess seven or eight points about things, but he couldn't be sure yet.

"You Jiangdong people's deeds, you still don't know?" The girl raised an eyebrow.

Ma Zhong said dryly, "I don't know. ”

Maybe Ma Zhong knew everything clearly before, and maybe he was one of these devils, but now Ma Zhong has changed to a heart of five stresses and four beauties.

"You're a little different." The girl smiled.

"Actually, this so-called Jinouzhai is a fake. The people inside are also the people of the Han Dynasty. They pretend to be Yamagoe, and you pretend not to know that they are Yamagoe. Oh, you guys are really interesting. ”

"How, how can this be?"

Ma Zhong was a little troubled by this string of logic.

"Quite simply, they're all local runaways. They gathered in the mountains, found a few barren lands to cultivate, and pretended to be mountain barbarians, so that they could keep their ancestral graves without involving their relatives. ”

Ma Zhong was silent when he heard this.

During the Ming Dynasty, the Jiangnan Wokou made a rebellion, didn't they use this way?

The local people pretend to be Japanese criminals, and then find a few real Japanese as a disguise, so that they can swagger and kill people and sell goods.

At that time, the Ming Dynasty spies were so developed, and in the end they didn't poke open this layer of window paper, could it be that the current Jiangdong regime is also obscure because of any concerns?

The girl sneered.

"Those people don't say it because they don't want to involve their relatives and keep the graves of their ancestors. And your officers and soldiers don't say it bluntly, in order to let go of the slaughter and plunder. In this way, even if there is any rumor that spreads, who cares about those mountain barbarians? ”

Ma Zhong's throat was a little dry, and he couldn't help but think of the Shanyue thieves who could never be killed in the history of Jiangdong, as well as the somewhat absurd record - "Danyang, Yuzhang, and Luling all have Shanyue." ”

It's a bit funny that there are so many barbarians in the hinterland of Jiangdong.

It's funny.

The girl looked at Ma Zhong seriously, "Do you want to ask, why is this happening, why is it that you have a good life, and you run to the mountains to be a barbarian, and you don't even dare to recognize your ancestors?" ”

The girl didn't wait for Ma Zhong to answer, she had already talked to herself, and she said softly, "Because the people really have no way to live." ”

Ma Zhong let out a long sigh.

Since the Sun brothers occupied Jiangdong, the tax burden on this rich land has almost escaped gravity and reached the sky.

Like all the military regimes in history, the life of the common people was very miserable.

They bear heavy taxes and exploitation, and they have to contribute their sons to be born and die.

There were several reasons for this, one of which was Sun's greed, and the other was a serious land annexation.

In fact, much of the land in Jiangdong was in the hands of the clans and the generals of the autocratic counties, and the land in the hands of these people did not have to pay taxes to Sun Quan.

In order to obtain wealth, Sun Quan could only double the taxes he levied on the people of his good family. These people from good families were so poor that many of them owned their land in the names of the big families. In this way, the less land Sun Quan has, the more he will spread the heavier tax burden to the rest of the people.

In the end, those who had no way to live could only flee to the mountains and turn the Han into a barbarian.

Sun Quan's heavy tax system was opposed by almost everyone, both officials and ordinary people, and for this reason, Sun Quan wrote a long letter and patiently explained his original intention to the officials.

In his letter, he wrote affectionately that now Cao thieves are still rampant in the north, and Emperor Han Xian is in danger. Even a pair of underwear and a piece of toilet paper have their uses. As the people of the Han Dynasty, in order to restore the Han dynasty and the rise of the country, it is nothing to bear a little tax burden. Your contribution will not be forgotten by the country.

After the officials and people saw the letter, they burst into tears with excitement, your mother/force......

It wasn't until later that Sun Quan suddenly announced one day that I wanted to be the emperor.

He quietly conducted a poll and unexpectedly found that his approval rating had reached 100 percent, which was the only time in China's history.

His excited hands and feet were not in favor of him at that time, and when he came back, he wrote a sacrifice to the heavens with trembling hands, is this supported by the whole people? Is this the return of all the people? Am I supposed to be emperor? Is the Mandate of Heaven in the Sun family?

After burning the sacrificial watch, he asked himself, yes.

So I told Jiangdong that I had ascended the throne, and we would be Wu in the future!

The whole Jiangdong was in a sensation, and the officials and people happily ran to tell each other, just like the New Year. Everyone excitedly just wanted to ask one sentence - Sun Jiangdong became the emperor, now we don't need to restore the Han Dynasty, right......

Hehe.

The people are always too simple, and the rise of the country......

Ma Zhong and the girl chatted with each other, and the more they talked, the more they felt bored, this small room could no longer accommodate his mind.

"Going for a walk?" Ma Zhong asked.

The girl said, "There is a lookout on this bamboo tower. ”

The two of them went out of the house and climbed up the bamboo ladder next to the house, where a small platform was made of bamboo, and there was also a small table made of bamboo.

It's a good place to go.

Ma Zhong stood on the platform and looked around, Ding Feng was still sleeping in the shade of the tree in the courtyard, and Wang Li was talking to someone at the door.

Then Wang Li walked out.

In the distance, there was still a chaotic scene, with broken bricks and walls everywhere, and women crying from time to time.

The distribution of seized supplies has already begun, and women are naturally no exception.

Ma Zhong's mood was dull, and he felt that this martial arts lieutenant battalion was too small to accommodate his own mind.

"This troubled world really hates me!" Ma Zhong looked at the girl and did not hide his thoughts.

The girl smiled and watched the sunset herself.

Then he spoke, but he didn't say anything very unatmospheric.

"I want something to eat."

Ma Zhong was stunned for a moment, and then shouted below, "Wang is amazing, do we still have anything to eat?!" ”

The three of them have all developed the unique skill of hiding grain, and Ma Zhong himself is not sure if there is anything to eat.

Wang Li came in from outside the door and said happily, "My lord, there are a lot of seizures this time, I have accepted them for the time being just now, and I have prepared some food." ”

Ma Zhong was about to get angry.

He wanted to drink and retreat, but he thought that if there was nothing to eat, they would starve to death.

After a while, Wang Li took a piece of meat and waved it under the bamboo building.

"Is it human flesh?" The girl asked.

Wang was startled and quickly replied, "It's deer breast." ”

The girl blinked, "I thought you ate human flesh." ”

Ma Zhong was a little helpless at her ridicule, and urged, "Do you want to eat?" ”

"If it's cooked, throw it up."

The meat had been cooked a long time ago, and the girl took it and took a bite, her eyes narrowed, "It's the deer that was just put into storage yesterday in the village owner's mansion, and it was only smeared with salt." ”

As he spoke, the greasy thin finger nodded in the distance, "White Devil." ”

Ma Zhong saw that it was Meng Guo who was patrolling around with the spies of the Fengzi Battalion.

He was full of hatred and glanced at Meng Guo slightly.

It's just that when Ma Zhong stood on the high platform and looked coldly at Mengguo in the distance, he forgot a word.

-- Those who fight against the devil should be careful that they themselves become demons. When you stare into the abyss, the abyss is staring at you.