Jianyang County, Jianning Prefecture, northern Fujian, Masha Town. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

As the mountainous junction of Jianyang, Chong'an and Shaowu, Masha Town was once a very prosperous town. But now, things are no longer people.

The Manchu flag disappeared from the town of Masha and was replaced by a bright red flag. At the same time, a recruiting office has set up a field at the southern end of the town of Masha.

The life of the people of Fujian is not easy. Fujian, which is short of food, and Fujian, which is also the most war-torn Fujian, is far worse than southern Zhejiang.

"It's not like words, it's not like words!" A man in his thirties dressed in a robe with a hint of civility, standing not far in front of the recruitment point set up at the south end of the town, looked at the young people who cut off their braids to become soldiers, and couldn't help but say bitterly: "The body is hairy, the parents who receive it, the braids are left by the ancestors, how can they be easily cut off!" Chen Wei was even more ashamed to ask a man to put his feet, which was simply a barbarian.

But such anger attracted the ridicule of the surrounding people.

"Kang Xiucai, you are outdated, the government has long explained that this braid was forced by the Manchu Qing Tartars to keep it for our Han people, and the ancestors of our Han people did not keep braids. Do you really think that the Sage of Confucius on the fake picture is really not successful? "The P picture of Master Confucius has always been brewing among the people.

"Look at the dress of the new government official? It's much better than a robe and a horse coat! ”

Xiucai was standing next to a young man in the countryside who was twenty years old, and he laughed when he heard the words. Confucius with braids, that really made the scholars in the world ridiculed by too many people.

Kang Xiucai's full name is Kang Jin, his ancestral home is southern Jiangsu, and he has been in Fujian for six generations. The Fu Han army has just captured Jianning, and opening a warehouse to release grain is a good trick to win people's hearts, but this can only be used once, and how to really win the hearts of the people will take a lot of time.

The Kang Jin in front of him is just one of the thousands of scholars in the world who can't accept the reality, and they oppose and resist the Han Army for various reasons. Some of them have lost their heads, and many others have been captured for service. Kang Jin is not as unlucky as those people, and he was not arrested and put in prison to 'enlighten and enlighten' the board, so there is no 'awakening' after suffering a ruthless loss.

So far, the braid at the back of the head has not been cut off, and the resistance is obvious.

Although this is also related to Kangjin's own situation. Kang Jin's family lives on the cultivation of more than a dozen acres of land at home, and they are not small landlords, but they can also be regarded as rich households in the township.

However, such days were broken by the Fu Han Army and the Heaven and Earth Society. The imperial court needed silver to crusade and suppress rebellion, and the government changed the law to exploit and oppress the people below. The life of the Kang family was originally quite good, and compared to those tenants, at least they were well fed and clothed. However, with the apportionment and tax increases, wave after wave, the Kang family's hard-earned wealth over the years immediately lost most of it. Kang Jin did not hate the Manchu government, but he hated the Fu Han Army and the Heaven and Earth Society very much. also insisted that the problem of Sage Kong's P map must be the ghost of the Fu Han army.

The Mixed Yuan Sect and the Qingshui Sect in Shandong are obviously the handiwork of the Fu Han Army. He deserves not to be the son of man!

"Dog, you dare to defile the saint too?" Kang Jin's face flushed.

Kang Jin's anger, disgust and resistance to the Fu Han army all exploded in an instant on the young man of the twenty langs.

If you open your hand, you will hit him.

"The Qing Dynasty has entered the Central Plains Liangjiazi, and it has already become orthodox, what is orthodoxy, do you understand?" A mud-legged man dared to contradict himself and defile the saint, Kang Jin was furious.

But the young man was not afraid at all.

"Phew, bullshit orthodoxy, the strong soldiers are orthodox. The Tartars were strong and strong, so they entered the Central Plains; Now that the Han King Lu is strong, he will naturally be able to destroy the Tartars. Ding Xiucai, you dare to speak to the pseudo-Qing, hehe, this is the territory of the Fu Han army, you shout loudly that the pseudo-Qing is orthodox, so you are not afraid that the military master in front of you will arrest you and kill you with a click? ”

"Huh? Hahaha......" The young man laughed happily as he watched Kang Jin's face turn from red to white.

"I ...... I ......, the reader is mighty and unyielding, so I am not afraid! said so, but Kang Jin's voice became lower and lower, and he looked left and right with a weak heart, and was relieved to see that no one was paying attention. The young man's laughter made his face very unbearable, and he flicked his sleeves and hurried home.

Funing Mansion City.

A notice stamped with the seal of Chen Hanfuning's mansion was posted at the north end of the city gate.

From now on, all men in the city will go to braids. One braid can be exchanged for three catties of rice noodles. After three days, if there is a man with braids, whether old or weak, once discovered, his name will be recorded, and his relatives will be within three generations, and the tax will be doubled in one year, and scientific research will not be allowed in one year;

If you don't braid for a month, it will be the same for three years;

Those who do not braid for three months will be the same for five years; Those who don't braid for half a year will be the same for ten years......

After this notice was posted, it was quickly surrounded by everyone on three floors inside and three layers outside.

In the face of this notice of cutting braids, the temptation of 'three catties of rice noodles', the people of Funing City reacted no different from people in other places, most of them were silent, some people scolded and scolded, but they didn't dare to amplify their voices, and there were some people in it who cried bitterly, such as mourning. And there are still some people......

"Official, can you really get three catties of rice for braiding now?" A voice abruptly came out of the crowd of onlookers.

What bastard wants to cut the braids left by his ancestors for three catties of rice!? Some people scolded in their hearts, and they all looked towards the voice, but when they saw the person who spoke, everyone didn't dare to show dissatisfaction in their hearts, how could it be this splash?

"Of course. Oh, the rice noodles are there, and they will be cashed out on the spot after cutting the braids! A clerk of the Fu Han Army wearing a black robe replied happily, "If you want rice, you want white noodles." I just saw the person who asked me and couldn't help but be stunned for a moment. This person is about thirty years old, born tall and tall, five big and three thick, and has a fierce face. That's not a peaceful master!

The clerk didn't recognize this person, but everyone in Funing City did. Zou Daxing lives in the north of the city, three brothers, he is the eldest. It is a famous scoundrel in Funing City. Because their three brothers are all such tall and tall, no one dares to provoke the ordinary people of Funing City if they put evil together.

"Okay, I'll cut it!" Zou Daxing took a few steps in front of a soldier of the Fu Han Army, shook his head, and then lowered his head. Three catties of rice and one braid, this trade is not too worthwhile.

The clerk at the head didn't care who this person was, and as soon as he signaled to the soldier, he threw a braid into the basket on the side in the blink of an eye. At the same time, two scoops of rice were poured into Zou Daxing's hem, and the full two scoops, not to mention three catties, five catties are enough. This is obviously a reward for Zou Daxing.

Zou Daxing took a deep look at the clerk and the four soldiers of the Fu Han Army in front of him, glanced at the piles of rice next to the basket, turned his head and walked home. A note has been made in his mind!

And with the first, there is the second, the third.

The temptation of three catties of rice is already a few days for civilians, and if it is exchanged for coarse grains, it is enough for a family to eat for five or six days.

After Zou Daxing, people from the crowd of onlookers immediately poured out, and soon there was a long queue in front of the basket with braids.

"You can't cut it, you can't cut it!"

There are a few hot-blooded people in that place, or a tendon in the head. Seeing this scene, the two scholars in the crowd were in a hurry. It's just that their shouts are really not binding on the crowd in front of them, the southern Han army has become a general trend, the Qing army in Fujian is about to perish, and braids are even more of a burden for most people.

Braiding is different from a haircut in that it only takes a single knife, so it is very fast. Seeing that the people in front of them had all received rice, more people in Funing City joined the queue. Several soldiers of the Fu Han Army were too busy, and when they saw this scene, the clerk shouted loudly: "You don't have to line up, you can cut off your braids and exchange them for rice directly!" ”

As a result, the braids in this place are piling up at a speed that is visible to the naked eye.

"Folks, you can't cut it. How can the parents who receive the skin of the body be discarded for just three catties of rice? ”

The natural old-fashioned school is still not giving up, and is still persuading those who are in line. And the clerk of the Fu Han Army, although he was very angry when he looked at the behavior of several people, he just sneered coldly. Don't look at the joy of dancing now, and suffer in the future. Maybe you will be scolded by your blood relatives pointing at your nose!

Zou Daxing's third brother has all cut his braids, and several little brothers who work together on weekdays have also cut their braids. A group of people were gathered outside to watch the excitement at this time, and the actions of a few dead scholars were all in Zou Daxing's eyes. "Brothers, do you know what your brother wants you to bring scissors for? Did you see those who died? The braid at the back of the head is the same as three catties of rice. "It's a good business.

The eyes of Zou Daxing's brothers and younger brothers who looked at those howling people immediately changed, like cheetahs staring at their prey.

Zou Dawang, the second eldest of the Zou family, had a gleam in his eyes, "Hey, this is a good deal that you can't touch once in ten years?" Immediately, his eyes turned from watching the excitement to the back of the heads of the dead people. The thick and thin braids are like steamed rice with an alluring aroma.

Huang Ping, who is Chinese New Year's Eve five years old today, was trying to persuade her, when the back of her head suddenly tightened, and her scalp hurt, because her braid was caught. He was just thinking about what was going on, when there was a sudden lightness on the back of his head, and an uncomfortable sense of relief came, Huang Ping felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around to look, while touching the back of his head with his hand, the back of his head was empty, and the braid was gone. Then I saw a ruffian-like fellow with a braid in his hand and going to the place where the rice was kept.

"Oh, you brute, return my braids!" Huang Ping let out a frightened cry, disregarding the decency of his own scholar, and threw himself at the ruffian.

This ruffian is one of the little brothers beside Zou Daxing, and his face is full of smug smiles at this time: "Three catties of rice are in hand." As for Huang Ping, who pounced, he could put it on him with one hand. On the other hand, he said disdainfully: "You are the dog who has forgotten his ancestors." Don't you wish you were full of dogs? A kick kicked Huang Ping to the bone.

It's like a signal. A few stubborn people who were persuading people not to cut their braids screamed in panic, and they all felt that their braids had been cut and made frightened sounds.

The people around were inexplicable at first, and then some people came back to their senses, and the Fu Han Army exchanged a braid for three catties of rice, as if there was no requirement for their own braids, and there was no limit to the number of exchanges, as long as you cut a braid, you can get three catties of rice, and this rice is too easy to earn.

Suddenly, many people's eyes shone brightly, staring at the braids on other people's heads like hungry wolves, and some people were frightened by this gaze, and they couldn't help but reach out to protect their braids.

But here is under the nose of the Fu Han army, Zou Daxing and his gang do not dare to blatantly rob other people's braids, Zou Daxing, who can come up with this method, is not stupid, and beckons the brothers around him to only stare at the few people who are suffering from the Han army, and the others only watch and do not cut the braids, and don't do any of them.

Several crying people came to the Fu Han army to complain, but the clerk and the soldiers of the Fu Han army completely ignored them and let them cry there. just scolded Zou Daxing and his group of people who were similar to him a few times. Tell them not to hurt people, not to go too far.

Zou Daxing accompanied the smiling face, and proudly said to the few crying people in the dark: "Don't cry and wipe your tears, it's like Lao Tzu walked your dry road." Wait and see, I'm saving you. ”

Zou Daxing greeted a group of little brothers with excitement on his face. It's a big deal, not just in Funing City, but everywhere. But it's a real no-brainer!

And among the same crowd with braids cut off, those restless young men, three or five people got together, muttering for a while, and their eyes also shot with excitement...... (To be continued.) )