readx;?readx; Chapter 551: Les Miserables

The whip that broke into the flesh rained down, and while beating, the soldiers also scolded: "You Qin beast, are you tired of being crooked, don't you dare to plot against us adults?" The sharp scolding accompanied by the terrible sound of the whip came from afar. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

The man on the ground covered his head with his arms and rolled on the ground, not making any excuse but groaning in pain.

Seeing this person being beaten, the surrounding crowd of workers was obviously in a commotion, and the guards hurriedly drew their waist knives and loudly scolded the angry laborers, and the atmosphere was extremely tense for a while.

The soldiers helped the adults up, and the soil was soft, but fortunately, Liu Shoubei was not injured, but his clothes were covered with mud and looked a little embarrassed.

Seeing that the atmosphere around him was not quite right, Liu Shoubei was afraid that the autumn harvest would be delayed, so while patting the soil on his body, he said with a smile: "Forget it, it's cheaper to break him." He sighed and said, "Alas, it's so unlucky, you can trip over a road." ”

As he spoke, he didn't know that his fate would be turned upside down, and the time to go down in history was coming!

"It's cheap, you Qin beast." Hearing what the general said, the soldiers whipped twice and then stopped. Because Qin Qi is a feud, in the eyes of the Qi people, the powerful Western Qin people have become synonymous with rudeness and arrogance.

Seeing that the man was still convulsing on the ground, the soldier raised his whip again and shouted, "Why don't you die and work? Haven't had enough of stir-fried meat with leather whips? ”

When the man on the ground heard this, he supported the ground with his hands and tried all his strength to get up, but his pampered body really lacked exercise, and he couldn't get up.

Seeing that the whip was about to fall again, a shriveled and thin old man stood up among the laborers, knelt down on his knees and said, "Spare him, he is weak and boneless, and he must not be able to bear it!" ”

A young man's eyes flickered for a while, but he finally couldn't help but speak.

"Weak?" These words attracted Liu Shoubei's attention, and he bent down and grabbed one of the man's wrists, and lifted him up on his knees as soon as he used force, turned over his palm, and squinted to look at it. I saw that this was a pair of thin, long, and very soft hands, although they were dirty now, and there were a lot of bloody wounds, but Liu Shoubei could still be sure that this person was by no means from the army, and he had not put in any effort, at least before he came here.

"What do you do?" Liu Shoubei asked in a deep voice.

The man still didn't answer, but the thin old man next to him said repeatedly: "He is an account room, and he specializes in settling accounts for military quartermasters." ”

"Don't you have a mouth?" Liu Shoubei said viciously: "Let him say it himself!" But the man kept his head down and did not speak.

Seeing that the adult was being scorned, one of the attendants stepped forward and pulled the man's hair back, showing his face to the adults...... Although it is also dirty, it can also be seen that this face is well maintained and the face is also very thoughtful.

I saw that the man's thin lips were pursed, and he looked unyielding; But there are tears hanging from the corners of his eyes closed, but he looks very weak.

"What do I ask you......" Liu Shoubei said word by word.

"Accounts ......" His lips twitched a few times, and the man finally spoke, hoarse and dry, as if full of resentment and unwillingness.

"Then you will naturally be able to read and break words?" Liu Shoubei asked in a deep voice.

"Not bad." The man spoke quite succinctly.

Looking this person up and down, Liu Shoubei asked again, "What's your name?" ”

"......" fell silent again.

"What about you......" said the man next to him impatiently.

"Wu Zhao......" finally spit out two words.

"Help him up." Liu Shoubei said softly, he has always maintained respect for those who can write and calculate.

The attendant on the side grabbed Na Wu Zhao's armpit and lifted him up like a chicken.

"Wu Zhao," Liu Shoubei stretched out his big fan-like hand to Wu Zhao's face, and Wu Zhao was firmly held down by the people around him, unable to move at all. Liu Shoubei picked off the dead grass stuck to his face, and patted his cheeks a few times, as if patting his round belly, and said kindly: "Come with me, you can't do much work if you stay here." ”

"What to do?" Wu Zhao looked at the big purple face vigilantly and asked in a low voice.

"Do your old job, settle accounts." Liu Shoubei let go of Wu Zhao, the wrinkles on his face twitched, and he smiled: "Count you lucky, the original bookkeeper has to die of a sudden illness, don't you want to go?" ”

Na Wu Zhao's expression was obviously relieved, and he said in his heart: "It's still knowledge that changes fate, and it is always beneficial to read more books." He nodded, "Okay." ”

Under the strange eyes of a group of Qi soldiers, he limped and followed Liu Shoubei away.

As soon as the two left, the soldiers around them got together and laughed: "Another ......"

"Take a gamble?" A guy who looked like him smiled, and as he spoke, he took out a piece of money from his arms and said, "I'll give twenty wen, and bet on tonight." ”

"No, you have to raise it." Someone objected: "I'll bet on tomorrow." He also took out a piece of money and slapped it in the other hand of the chief.

Others also took out money one after another, some people bet with 'tonight', some people bet on 'tomorrow', and they piled up their hands to the brim, and it was not lively for a while.

Seeing that everyone was betting, Nashi shouted 'buy and leave, no regrets', then put the two piles of money in a cloth bag, clapped his hands and said: "Old rule, go and witness tonight." ”

"Go together, go together!" The soldiers made strange noises.

After laughing for a while, they found that those 'Qin beasts' were all half-straight and listening, and they all stopped what they were doing.

Qi Bing, who was still talking and laughing, suddenly lowered his face, and said with a big stick: "A group of lazy species, all go to work!" I can't finish the quota today, and no one will have anything to eat! "You Qin beasts can't fight, and the work is sparse, it's better to die, don't waste our Daqi's food!"

Yes, this group of slaves who are monitored and working are all Qin ** people who have been defeated and captured. Because half of the garrison troops in various places were transferred to participate in the war against Qin, and they suffered heavy casualties in a series of battles, many of the garrisons in Tuntian were upgraded to the garrisons of the state capital, and finally broke away from the land......

In this way, there were fewer soldiers in Tuntian, and Shangfeng had to increase the weight of those who continued to farm, and allocated the two nearby farms to Wushan Village.

Liu Shoubei thought at the time, there are 600 people in 3,000 mu, and 1,800 people in 9,000 mu, so why do you have to give me a guard, right? Responding to the peak, the existing manpower could not complete the autumn harvest task at all.

Who wanted to be a guerrilla master and said: "You are just in charge, and when you have all the troops recruited in the winter, you naturally don't have to work so hard." A word of hope was extinguished in his heart, and how could he not be depressed?

Liu Shoubei, who was angry and anxious, laughed angrily: "You can't let my little people harvest 9,000 acres of crops, right?" Unless it rots in the ground, most of it will not be completed. ”

But after all, the leader is skilled, and he laughed: "Don't worry, I've already considered this." With a stroke of his pen, he threw the newly captured 2,000 Qin prisoners of war to him......

As soon as the team escorting the prisoners of war left, the indignant Liu Shoubei simply announced that this year, all the men would not go to the ground, and all of them would be changed to overseers!

So the 600 tuntian soldiers in Wushan Village wiped the muddy water off their legs, changed into military uniforms that they were never willing to wear, and then found a rusty waist knife and sharpened their shoulders. But for the Tuntian soldiers who are used to hoes, those knives and guns are really not easy to use, and they can only scare and scare people. If you really want to discipline these unruly captives, you have to find another way.

Finally, someone paid attention to the hoe that was working in the field, removed the hoe blade, and then wrapped it with iron sheet or iron wire, so that it could be used to knock people...... Although the style is not beautiful, the most important thing for the bankers is practicality, and they don't care too much about how it looks.

Under a burst of sticks, the laborers were beaten without regard for their heads, and their faces were full of anger, and they had no choice but to work under the eaves. The thin old man and the young man looked at each other, and their eyes parted again, and they each bent down and waved their sickles, and competed with the rows of crops.

The laborers were sweating and working like rain while looking forward to the sunset. Although the white dew has passed, the sky is still not short, until the middle of the unitary hour, the black is completely invisible, and the overseer Qi Bing then said graciously: "Call it a day, you can go back to eat." ”

These Qin captives were picked up before dawn, and one of them drank a bowl of crystal clear porridge, and then went to work with two millet noodles. From morning to now, I have only rested in the field for two quarters of an hour at noon, and I have not rested for a moment by the cold water in the muddy ditch in the field and stuffed my lunch into my stomach...... If you hadn't eaten some harvested rice grains, you wouldn't have survived this time.

At the end of the day, everyone was dizzy and dizzy with hunger, and as soon as they heard the order to 'let go of work', the captives got up and walked to the ground, handed over their sickles to the Qi army of the overseer, and stood in line under the command of the overseer.

At this time, a Qi army stepped forward, counting the number of people and putting ropes on the bodies of the captives. Xu is because practice makes perfect, the action of the Qi soldiers to tie the rope is very quick, and when the number of people is counted, they also tie up the Qin army in a group of twenty and sugar gourds.

Seeing that the number of people was just right, the Qi soldiers took the end of the rope and led the captives away like cattle, and walked towards the village with few lights in the distance. The hungry and tired captives just wanted to eat quickly, and then fell asleep, and they cooperated very well from beginning to end, and none of them made trouble.

Wushan Village is a military village, there are no people, and now there are so many prisoners, and they have scared away the military families who live here, either to go back to their parents' homes, or to go to relatives, anyway, the autumn harvest will not come during this time. As a result, only officers and prisoners remained in the village, and it became a barracks and a prison cell, or simply a labor camp.

Upon returning to the village, the soldiers led the captives into rows of dilapidated and airy houses in the middle of the village, which were originally army barracks and the original buildings of the village. Later, as more and more houses grew in the village, the soldiers moved out one after another, and these simple adobe houses were naturally abandoned.

Of course, the captives have no human rights, and if it weren't for the ease of management, the Qi people would let them dominate the sky. The big rooms were closed fifty or sixty, and the small rooms were closed twenty or thirty, and they were all crammed to the brim.

From now until tomorrow morning, they will be eating, drinking, and Lazar. However, the people of Qi are quite kind, they give each house two large urns, one for water and one for people to drown. So once you recognize the situation, you will find that there is nothing to complain about......

The wizened old man and the young man were in a cell of thirty people. There was a circle of broken straw mats on the ground, and there were some rags and rotten cotton wool on the mats, which seemed to be used to keep out the cold. But if you think that the Qi people still have some humanity because of this, then you are very wrong, if it is not for the fear that these prisoners will catch a cold and flu, which will affect the autumn harvest, who cares about their death?

In the center of the room was a lame table, resting on a brick of adobe. More than a dozen bowls full of chips and a pair of black bamboo chopsticks were placed on the table haphazardly, and there were two broken stools on the side of the table, which was the dining table of this group of people.

What, you say that there are only two benches, not enough? Even with more benches, this table could not accommodate thirty people eating porridge at the same time. What, you ask, how to eat porridge again? If you don't work at night, do you want to waste dry food?

Untie each other's ropes, and thirty people scattered.

The thin old man and the young man obviously had a considerable position, and as soon as the others entered the room, they fell on the mat one after another, but the two of them walked unhurriedly to the table, pulled off the back of their clothes, and sat down on the only two benches.

A boy with a low brow came to them, bowed to them first, and then took the stack of bowls from the table, and divided them among them to get water from the big urn to drink. He brought two bowls to the table, and then quietly retreated.

There were even two boys who came up to pinch the feet of the old and the young despite their fatigue.

was treated unusually, but the two people sitting on the stool were not the slightest proud. They stared at each other with solemn faces, speechless for a long time.

After a while, the young man couldn't hold his breath first, he pulled the bench and sat down closer to the old man, and asked in a low voice, "What should I do?" ”

The old man waved his hand, repelled the kid who pinched his feet, moved his sore shoulders, and whispered: "Wait, don't show your flaws, in case you know the identity of that person, it will be a big basket." ”

The young man also moved his arms and sighed: "Yes, anyway, 'he' should be in a better situation than us, so I have to wait first." ”

At this time, I only heard the sound of 'bells and bells' outside the door, which was the sound of opening a meal, and the people lying in the room all sat up at once, and looked straight at the two people at the table.

The two 'big guys' had no choice but to stop talking, and casually ordered the two prisoners and said, "Go and bring the porridge in." ”

The two prisoners nodded, got up and went to the door, and in a few moments the door opened, letting them out.

It wasn't long before the two of them went and returned, carrying a large hot wooden barrel.

Putting the barrel on the table, before the two of them could retreat, the rest of the people crowded up, and the old man said unhappily: "There are no rules, all line up for me!" Although everyone was a little unconvinced, the inertia they had cultivated for a long time still made them obey the old man's command.

The old man got up, took a broken bowl as a scoop, scooped the thin porridge into another bowl, and gently pushed it to the young man.

Looking at the things floating up in the bowl, the young man suddenly chuckled and said, "What kind of festival is today, there are some broken vegetable leaves, and there seems to be a pot." ”

The old man also nodded and smiled: "Yes, I look a little thick, I can't imagine that there can be these things in addition to rice grains." ”

The young man lowered his head and tasted it, and said in surprise: "It's actually a salty ......" The prisoners who had been waiting for it suddenly looked surprised, and whispered one after another: "Could it be that Liu Shoubei is married?" It's an unprecedented kindness. "Since they came to Wushan Village, they have been doing a lot of work, but their daily food is only two porridges and one meal...... Eat porridge in the morning and evening, and only eat dry meals at noon...... It's those two Shu millet wotou.

The so-called porridge is made of tofu residue used by the villagers to feed pigs and a small amount of broken rice and pots. Porridge dishes? This is not possible. To be able to have a little salt taste like today, and to see some vegetable leaves, is the supreme enjoyment.