"Burn it! Burn it! ”

A middle-aged man muttered to himself in front of the fire.

He was hunched on his back, and the raging fire illuminated his countenance, and there was a hideousness on his honest face that was completely out of proportion to his appearance.

His right hand was broken at the wrist, and the gauze that bandaged his wrist had long been stained with various stains so that he could not see the original color. Although it was well bandaged in the hospital, not changing the dressing and not paying attention to hygiene had caused the remaining half of the arm to begin to turn black and discolored.

The raging heat had already bent his unkempt beard, and the tongue of fire licked from the entrance of the factory almost reached his feet, but he still didn't move, staring at the factory in front of him with wide eyes that had devoured his hope.

It took only two months from burns to ulcerations, from ulcers to amputations, from the amputation of the right hand to being told by the doctor that the entire arm needed to be amputated.

A good person lived to thirty-five, and it only took two months to become a waste, what is the point of living?

Let's burn it together, burn it all!

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"Burn! Burn! ”

The young man holds the coals in his left hand and the small flame that has just been lit in his right hand.

The flame in his chest was already raging, but the flame in his hand was as small as a bean, and he was so anxious that he was sweating profusely, but he didn't even dare to breathe.

The door behind him was half-covered, and the companions outside were almost unable to resist the 'vicious dogs' in the guard factory, and they couldn't drag on for long.

In his anxiety, he returned to the door, the swaying figure made him feel as if a beast was roaring in his heart, and the distant firelight seemed to urge him.

As soon as he turned around and saw that the flames had finally stabilized, he immediately threw them forward. The burning fire medium crossed the parabola and fell on the oil-soaked silk, and the gloomy warehouse suddenly lit up, and the fire exploded, spreading in an instant, climbing the stacks of silk that had been torn into disheveled in the warehouse.

He was forced back a few steps by the fire, and the light of the fire changed, and his expression couldn't help but change.

In just two years, they lost their mulberry orchards and family business, and their originally prosperous family can now only rely on short-term jobs to make ends meet.

Thinking of his father, who committed suicide, of his skinny mother and sister, and of his unfathomable marriage, the fire in his heart seemed to begin to burn again, and the evil beast seemed to be roaring again, urging him to grab one silk after another and throw it into the flames that flew up to the roof.

Burn, all of them are burned!

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"It's all burned out! Burn it all out! ”

One fire after another rose, and the man in white held a clairvoyant mirror and looked out from the pavilion.

This is the heavens in the cleansing of a qiē impurity. Bring the flame of light, and wash away the filth and resentment of those factories,

A few fires can not only reward the envoys, but also attract more believers the next day.

Without calamity, there is no good faith.

Hunger and cold are drawn to the teachings. Only by great calamity can the foolish people fear the majesty of the Lord. Only when the city is burned will there be believers all over the city.

With this fire, there will be a few more bright believers in this Runzhou city.

Burn it, burn all the qiē!

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"Well burned! Well burned! ”

The firelight reflected half of the sky in Runzhou City, and an official in a green robe rubbed his beard and laughed.

The prime minister in the court worked hard to promote the factory, and this fire hit him in the face like a slap.

All along, there have been no major setbacks in the many changes implemented by those prime ministers, and now there is finally one.

The silk factory was founded by him, and the prosperity of the factory was encouraged by him.

The scholars are boiling, the people are complaining, and it can be inferred that there is nothing, but this time the fire is rising, and it is no longer possible to turn a blind eye.

This fire can burn on the temple!

Burn it, burn all the qiē!

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An urgent letter was hurriedly written in the city of Runzhou.

A soldier in a hurry rode a fast horse and sent him out of Runzhou City.

Get on the boat at Jingkou, get off the boat in Yangzhou, and then get on the horse, cross the railway site that has not yet been repaired, arrive in Sizhou, and take the express train of the Beijing-Sizhou Railway.

Four days later, an urgent report from Runzhou arrived at the Yintai Division, and an hour later, it arrived at the desk of Han Gang and other Zaifu.

The total number of deaths is 157, more than 200 are missing, and thousands are burned.

The two numbers are shocking, especially the death toll, which is almost chilling.

In peacetime, there were no natural disasters, and suddenly more than 150 people died, and more than 200 disappeared—at least half of them had already been burned to the sea—and there were no bones left—and it was not an accident, but someone deliberately set it on fire. This case is enough to shake the entire court.

Several Zaifu of the political affairs hall gathered together,

At the beginning, it was several silk factories in Runzhou that were set on fire, and the original target was only factories and warehouses, but one of the silk factories was close to the houses, and after the fire started, the wind helped the fire, turning the two factories into ashes, and by the way, the warehouse of Runzhou Weaving Luo Wu was burned.

In the end, two silk factories were destroyed, one was destroyed, and only one silk factory was defended. The losses of these silk factories are not counted, but in the weaving warehouse, more than 30,000 new Chenggongluo horses were lost.

"Leave the matter of weaving for now." Zhang Dian swung his right hand to the side and made a 'put aside' gesture, when he was in a bad mood, there would often be more movements in his hands, "Then check it carefully." ”

Whether the fire spread and was affected, or whether someone wanted to take the opportunity to die without proof and offset the black hole on the account, no one can say now.

"The key is why someone would have a silk soldering factory." He knocked on the handrail and continued, "Ten days ago, the silk factory in Yanguan County, Hangzhou was burned, and two days later, there was also a silk factory in Xiuzhou, and four days ago, it was Runzhou, and four silk factories were burned at the same time. In the past two days, maybe another silk factory has been set on fire. ”

Zhong Zaifu nodded successively,

Zhang's speculation is not unreasonable. Six silk mills have already been set on fire, and who can be sure that these are the only ones that have been burned? In terms of frequency and degree, in the four days of Runzhou emergency report on the road, most of the silk factories will be attacked, if you have not been vigilant, it is not impossible to follow in the footsteps of the previous colleagues.

Zhang Dian swept his eyes around, observing several colleagues present, trying to analyze which person had a suspicious reaction to his words: "Some people may say that this is the anger of the heavens, and the silk factory has taken away the people's food, so it has been reported by this." But in a few days, the Sanzhou silk factory was robbed one after another, how can it be explained by a coincidence of retribution? Among them, there must be someone who is the mastermind and instigates the people to revolt. ”

"Zihou Xianggong is right, it is definitely not such a simple thing. The folk customs of the mountainous areas and the plains of the two Zhejiang provinces are completely different, the mountains are fierce, and the mountains are soft and cowardly. If it is civil unrest in Wu and Mu Prefectures, it is not surprising at all. In the mountain villages, in order to fight for water and land, there are several battles every year. However, the civil unrest in the states of Suzhou, Hangzhou, and Changhu was unexpected, and someone must have been behind it. Zeng Xiaokuan said, "When you look for its master, you must not allow it to go unpunished." ”

"What is the Xianggong going to do?" Deng Runfu asked Zhang Dundao.

"Ordered Liangzhelu to mention the prison to investigate the case thoroughly, and the victims ordered Runzhou to provide relief and appeasement, and if they are willing to reclaim the frontier, they will pay for the travel expenses as appropriate."

"Dantu Zhi County." Zeng Xiaokuan said in a deep voice.

Zhang Dian said: "I should have resigned." ”

In the Tongtian case, whether it is implicated or not, the local magistrate must bear a responsibility. If you don't know how to resign, you just wait to be impeached.

No matter what, you must show your attitude of repentance, so that the backer behind it can be justifiably pulled, otherwise a shameless comment will become like a stinky shit, and people will avoid it.

"I hope he's interesting." Deng Runfu snorted and said to Zhang Dian, "You should choose another meritocracy." ”

"Nature."

The governor expressed his attitude in advance, and Zhang Dian asked Han Gang: "Yukun, what do you think?" ”

"I also think Brother Zihou's decision is very good. However, you can choose another person to go to two Zhejiang, this matter is not small, and it should be prevented. Just by mentioning the criminal prison department and the local state and county, there is always a layer of separation. ”

The factory was vigorously promoted by Han Gang, and now that something has happened, it is reasonable for him to send someone to Liangzhejiang to find out what is going on, or to cover up the truth. Zeng Xiaokuan and Deng Runfu had no objections.

Zhang Dian thought for a moment and said, "How about letting Zong Zhuangyuan go?" He asked Han Gang, "He's from Zhejiang, right?" ”

"Yes, let him go." Han Gang nodded in agreement, and he was relieved to let Zong Ze go to this matter.

After a short meeting, Zhang Dian and Han Gang stayed.

"Yukun, do you have any opinions?" Zhang Dian asked Han Gang bluntly.

Han Gang nodded, "Brother Zihou said before that you and Zeng Lingxuan both said that this matter is strange and not simple. ”

"Yukun, don't you think that's the case?"

"Actually, I think this question is very simple," Han Gang said, "In the final analysis, it is the factory owners in Jiangnan who are too black-hearted." ”

Zhang Dan frowned slightly, and said, "How can you see it?" ”

Han Gang said: "Presumably Brother Zihou, you also know that the number of cotton textile factories founded in Kansai is much more than that of silk factories, and cotton is still the same as silk, and the number of workers employed is even twice that of Jiangnan Silk Factory, why has there never been a worker burning a factory in Kansai?" ”

Zhang Dian said: "That's because no one instigated it. ”

Han Gang retorted: "If there is no grudge in his heart, how many people will commit such a serious crime because of instigation? ”

The key lies in this instigation. If it weren't for the workers who hit the silk factory, the factory wouldn't have burned down. Most of the factories were tightly guarded - silk was originally a different kind of currency - three or two people wanted to set fires, and they were guaranteed to be beaten out, and only a riot of hundreds of people could get the space for arson.

"In Kansai, cotton spinners wanted to make trouble, so they went home and came out with bows and knives. Which Kansai people don't have a few weapons, two or three bows? But no one made a mess. On the contrary, there are many examples of thieves stealing into the factory, being caught by the workers in the factory, and being sent to the government. Brother Zihou, people's hearts are back. ”

Han Gang said earnestly, and Zhang Dian was silent for a while.

Only pursue profits, never care about human life. Black-hearted, greedy, and disregarding human life like a mustard, this is the standard portrayal of many factory owners who run silk factories in Jiangnan today.

But although these people are black-hearted, if they compete fairly under the same technical conditions, Han Gang doesn't think that the Yongqin Chamber of Commerce has the possibility of winning.

The water resources in the south of the Yangtze River are far superior to those in the northwest, but they are only a small factor, and they will soon be leveled on the steam engine. One of the most important reasons for the real victory of the Jiangnan factory owners is the treatment of workers on both sides.

The cotton spinning workers of the Yongqin Chamber of Commerce can eat wine and meat every three or five times, if it weren't for the lack of competitors in cotton cloth and the high price, who would give them such good treatment? It's all a cost.

However, there were too many silks in the Great Song Dynasty, and although the cost of industrialized silk was lower than that produced by private households, and the quality was stable, without exception, they could not buy high prices. Expensive brocade such as Shu brocade is only hand-made, and the current machinery cannot make that grade of silk.

Even if the factory owner who runs a silk factory wants to sell his own products at a high price, he cannot pass the products of the households, otherwise no one will buy them. And to overwhelm the products of other factories, there is no other way than to reduce costs.

With the innate profit-seeking nature of capital, the exploitation of workers has become inevitable.

This exhibition is really familiar. Han Gang smiled bitterly.

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