Chinese people love to join in the fun, there is a lot of fun, in the era of lack of entertainment, lively is a little spice of boring life.

What is the grievance conference, and who cares? The most important thing is to take care of the meal, then do not delay today's business, the business is not delayed, you are free, you want to find some entertainment when you are free, it is obvious that this so-called "grievance conference" has something to do with the excitement, so the people are very curious, and they are also looking forward to the official convening of this event.

"Ladies and gentlemen, I want to ask you, in your eyes, what kind of existence is our Yellow Turban Army?" Fang Yun took a deep breath and shouted as he ran the internal strength he had cultivated from cultivating the Five Fowl Body Shaping Decision.

didn't wait for anyone to answer this question, in fact, he also knew that no one would answer this question, so he continued: "Our Yellow Turban Army is the army of the common people, and it is a righteous army to bring justice to the common people!"

So the question arises, why do we want to seek justice for the people, what has happened to the people, and why is there no one else to seek justice for them in the huge Han Kingdom?

The answer to this series of questions is not something I can answer, only the people, that is, you! Now, let me call my lieutenant and let him tell you what has happened to him! ”

After speaking, Fang Yun stepped back and handed it to Zhou Cang to take the stage.

Zhou Cang is just a half-grown child who has not yet reached the crown at the moment, and the first time he takes the stage to speak, he is still a little nervous in front of so many people. In the end, it was also with Fang Yun's encouragement that he slowly opened his mouth and began to talk about what happened to him.

"That year, our family still had 20 acres of land, but my father told me that earlier, our Zhou family also had at least 70 acres of fertile land, which was really fertile and oily land, not the bad land it is now. So I wondered, why did our family's more than 70 acres of fertile land become 20 acres of inferior land? Zhou Cang began to immerse himself in the memories, and his tone began to slowly increase.

"Where did our family's fields go!?" Zhou Cang shouted loudly, this was a roar from the heart.

This shout also directly hit the hearts of everyone present. The people present did not start their current profession from the beginning, except for a few people, which ancestor did not have such a field and could have no worries about food and clothing after the harvest every year? It's just that now, these seem to only exist in the memories of the older generation, but they have to work hard for today's meal.

Many people don't deliberately think about the fields of their ancestors, just because it's useless to think about them. But unfortunately, Zhou Cang is now ruthlessly pulling out the questions that have always existed in everyone's hearts, and then bloody spread it out in front of everyone.

Yes, where did our fields go......

"There is a landlord not far from our house, and his son has become the head of the township. In fact, it doesn't matter what the specific official position is, the most important thing is that this official body makes their family unique. I don't know when it started, but the gentry who was originally only 100 acres of land in my father's mouth had 50 acres of land in the family. The reason is that we lent a family in our township a hundred yuan, but interestingly, it was 20 yuan that was recovered...... This joke is really not funny at all! However, this happened, a family's 50 acres of land were gone, and the price of each acre of land was only one-third of the market price! ”

"One year, there was a drought in our township, and everyone had no harvest, so if they wanted to eat, they had to spend money to buy it in the city. But at that time, the price of grain in the county was more than three times as usual, and it rose every two or three days, and finally even half a day...... Guess whose grain store it is? It's the gentry in our country! Interestingly, in the end, many of us borrowed money from him to buy corn......

In that year, 70 acres of good land became 20 acres of bad land. Some were even worse, not only did their families not have half of the land, but they eventually had to sell themselves to the gentry as tenants to repay the high loans.

Can anyone tell me where the imperial court was that year? Even in recent decades, where has the imperial court been?

When we were hit by a drought, not only could we not reduce our taxes, but we had to pay them in the same amount as before. Our conscription has not decreased, anyway, I don't know when it will start, and thirteen-year-olds will have to start servitude, even I have served it!

There was a year when there was a flood, and there was really no harvest, and the forced labor and taxes of that year did not seem to have decreased......

The gentry's family is getting richer and richer, and I heard that his son is still a county magistrate. The people in our township became poorer and poorer, and finally almost all the people in the township became tenants for him. A few of the few he didn't look down on, so he ran away and became an outcast......

Pathetic! If you die, you can only be a ghost in a foreign land, and you can't return to your hometown and return to your roots!

Where did the imperial court go? And who can tell me where our fields have gone? Why can the rich get richer and richer, while we, the poor, get poorer and poorer?!

No one told me the answer, and then this year, the last 20 acres of bad land in our family are gone, and our family will not be able to survive! No one can help the gentry, just because the government is on his side, any accusation can only hurt himself in the end.

Let me ask you, in such a situation, are you planning to find a corner and die silently? Or do you keep your head down and linger like a livestock? Or, like me, stand up and question all the questions in my mind and find the answers to them?!

My senior brother told me that the composition of a country is the people, but one part of the people is the royal family, one out of four families, and eight out of five of us are the so-called 'untouchables' and 'ant people'. Eighty-five of us are using blood and sweat to raise that one-fifty family. But as a result, nothing is profitable...... Then I realized that we were not the 'people'!

We livestock, cattle and horses, are ants that don't care about life or death. The superiors only want to gain benefits from us, but they have never considered our interests and have never intended to defend our interests. I just want to ask, why!

I now solemnly ask you, all of you here, why! Why do 85% of us have to bear the taxes and forced labor of the entire country, and suffer the discrimination and oppression of the 15% of existence, but we can only watch them go through the storm?!

It's still the senior brother's sentence that is right, 'Zhumen's wine and meat stink, and there are frozen bones on the road'. If we don't fight for our own interests and fight for the interests that belong to us, then no one will give us benefits! So I joined the Yellow Turban, not to make a rebellion, not to harm the township, but to ask the Han court, where is my interest?!

I didn't know such profound things before, but my brother told me a lot, and those vague feelings slowly became clear, and now I suddenly look back, and I only feel that I was the right choice to join the Yellow Turban Army in one breath.

Because, we have no way out but that! Zhou Cang's last sentence was an almost hysterical roar.

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