Nantou, Changhua County, Taiwan.

'Not like words, not like words!' A man in his thirties who was dressed up in a beautiful manner, standing not far in front of the recruiting point set up at the east end of the town, looked at the young people who had cut off their braids to serve as soldiers, and couldn't help but feel sad and said: "The body hair and skin, the parents who receive it, the braids are left by the ancestors, how can they be cut off lightly!" ‘

'Ding Xiucai, you are outdated, the newspaper has long said that this braid was forced by the banner people to keep it for us Han people, and the ancestors of our Han people did not keep braids. Even the clothes are different.

Do you see what the junta officials are wearing? It's much better than a robe and a horse coat! ‘

There was a young man in his twenties standing next to Xiucai, and he laughed when he heard the words.

Ding Xiucai's full name is Ding Jin, his ancestral home is Fujian, and he has been in Taiwan for four generations. Although the entire territory of Taiwan has been firmly controlled by the Qin army for all these years, it is impossible for this person's heart to be fully gathered.

The Ding Jin in front of him is the same as Lu Boping at the beginning, that is, one of the people who clinged to the Four Books and Five Classics and resisted the gradual westernization of the Qin army. It's just that he was not as unlucky as Lu Boping, he was caught in prison for a while, and he was not as lucky as Lu Boping, and he woke up after suffering a great loss.

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

Although this is also related to Ding Jin's own situation. Ding Jin's family lives on the rent collection of 100 acres of land at home, and they are one of the many small landlords in Taiwan.

Before the Qin army came to Taiwan, the situation was fine, although the life was not easy, compared to those tenants, life was much better. But after the Qin army came to Taiwan. First, the wrecker fields were cleared, and the Ding family's family wealth that had been accumulated over the years immediately lost most of it. Then he marched eastward, sweeping away the aborigines of the mountains. I don't know how many acres of new land have been developed, factories have been set up, and a large number of workers have been recruited, and tenants throughout Taiwan are passing away.

Small landlords like the Ding family could only relax the land rent, and now it has been reduced to 30%, which is much less than the original rent of at least 50%. Many tenants who originally had no food and clothing are now either moving to Taitung or working in factories, so that they can not only eat enough. The monthly salary is also very expensive, and the life is no worse than Ding Jin's family, and a little capable person is even stronger than Ding Jin's family. Such an example also aroused the tenants in the Ding family's fields to be even more restless.

Ding Jin was therefore angry, disgusted, and resistant to the Qin army.

The rapid improvement of the tenants' lives also caused Ding Jin's inner loss. Although on his terms, if he is willing to bow his head and go to the factory or the military government to find something to do, he will definitely be able to find a job with a higher salary than ordinary workers, but unfortunately he can't pull this face to find a job.

The Qing Dynasty has been in charge of the Central Plains for more than 200 years and has long been orthodox. What is Orthodoxy, do you understand it? When I saw someone refute me, I saw that I was still a mud leg. Ding Jin said angrily.

But the young man was not afraid at all.

'Phew, bullshit orthodoxy, the strong soldier is orthodox. What can make ordinary people live a better life is orthodoxy. You speak to the pseudo-Qing. Hehe, this is the territory of the junta. If you shout loudly that the pseudo-Qing Dynasty is orthodox, you are not afraid that the military government will arrest you. Kill with a click? ‘

'Huh? Hahaha...... 'The young man laughed happily as he watched Ding Jin's face turn white.

'I'...... I ......, the reader is mighty and unyielding, so I am not afraid! As he said this, Ding Jin's voice became lower and lower, and he looked left and right weakly, and was relieved to see that no one was paying attention. The young man's laughter made him lose his face, flicked his sleeves, and hurried home.

Changxing Town, outside Ganzhou Prefecture.

A notice stamped with the seal of the Ganzhou military government was posted on the north side of the town.

From now on, all men in the city will be braided. One braid can be exchanged for ten catties of rice. After three days, if there are still men with braids, once discovered, the military government will register their names and surnames, and their relatives will be doubled in one year within three generations, and they will not be allowed to conduct scientific examinations during the year, and they will not be hired by the military government.

If you don't braids 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 ...... as usual for ten years"

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

In the face of this notice of cutting braids, the temptation of 'ten catties of rice' ten times higher than that of Guangzhou City, the people of Changxing Town 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 some of them also cried bitterly, like mourning. And there are still some people......

"Official, can you really get ten 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 ten catties of rice!? Everyone scolded in their hearts, and they all looked at 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. No, the rice is there, and it will be cashed on the spot after cutting the braids! A military government clerk in a black robe replied happily, but he couldn't help but be stunned for a moment when he saw the person questioning. This person is about thirty years old, born tall and tall, five big and three thick, and has a fierce face. At first glance, he is not a peaceful master!

The clerk didn't recognize this person, but everyone in Changxing Town did. Cheng Xingda, who lives in the north of this town, has three brothers, and he is the eldest. It is a famous splash skin in Changxing Town. Because their three brothers are all such big guys, no one in Changxing Town dares to provoke them if they put evil together.

"Okay, I'll cut it!" Cheng Xingda walked straight up to a Qin soldier, shook his head, and then lowered his head. Ten catties of rice and a braid, this deal 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, he took a bag of rice and put it in Cheng Xingda's hand: "Here, this is your rice." ”

Cheng Xingda took a deep look at the clerk and the four Qin soldiers 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!

With the first, there is the second, the third. The temptation of ten catties of rice is already heartwarming for tenants.

After Cheng Xingda, someone from the crowd of onlookers immediately poured out. Soon there was a long queue in front of the braided baskets.

"You can't cut it, you can't cut it!" See this scenario. The two showmen in the crowd were suddenly in a hurry. It's just that their cries are still somewhat binding on those whose families are still living in good condition, and they have no effect on the poor at the bottom.

After the Xinhai Revolution in the original time and space. When the revolutionary army ordered the braids to be cut, there were also many old and young people who resolutely refused to obey, but when the revolutionary army proposed to exchange two steamed buns for braids, some people immediately took the initiative to cut off the braids. Now it's only a few decades earlier, so naturally the same situation can be presented, ten catties of rice are much more expensive than two steamed buns.

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 Changxing Town joined the queue. Several Qin soldiers were too busy to keep up. Seeing this scene, the clerk shouted loudly: "You don't have to line up, you can cut off your braids and change them for rice directly!" ”

As a result, the braids at the north end of the town were piling up at a speed that was 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 a mere ten catties of rice? ”

The stubborn old-fashioned faction in the natural town of Changxing is still not giving up, and is still persuading those who are queuing. And that clerk of the Qin 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. In the future, there will be hardships. Maybe you will be scolded by your blood relatives pointing at your nose!

Cheng Xingda'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 several talents and the old man were all in Cheng Xingda's eyes. "Brothers. You know what your brother wants you to bring scissors for, right? Did you see those who died? The braid at the back of the head is the same as ten catties of rice. ”

Cheng Xingda looked at the eyes of those few talents and the old people in the town, like a cheetah staring at its prey.

Cheng Xingwang, the second eldest of the Cheng family, patted his head, "Hey." Why didn't I think of such a good thing? His eyes had already shifted from watching the excitement to the back of the heads of those old talents. The braids, which are nearly half white, seem to be the aroma of rice.

The surrounding little brothers also suddenly realized. When I looked at people again, my eyes were shining.

Forty-two-year-old Hu Xiucai is trying to persuade him. The back of the head suddenly tightened, and the scalp hurt, it was the braid that was grabbed. He was just about to think about what was going on, when there was a sudden lightness on the back of his head, and an uncomfortable sense of relief came, Hu Xiucai felt that something was wrong, and hurriedly turned around, touching the back of his head with his hand, and the empty braid was gone. I saw a slick young man holding a braid in his hand and going to the place where the rice was placed.

"Oh, you brute, return my braids!" Hu Xiucai let out a frightened shout, and no longer disregarded his decency, he threw his legs towards the slippery young man.

This young man is one of the little brothers beside Cheng Xingda, and his face is full of smug smiles at this time: "Ten catties of rice are in hand." ”

It's like a signal. Xiucai and the old man in the town, who were persuading people not to cut their braids, all screamed in panic, and they all felt that their braids were gone, and they made frightened sounds.

The people around were inexplicable at first, and then some people came back to their senses, the military government exchanged a braid for ten catties of rice, as if there was no requirement for its own braids, and there was no limit to the number of exchanges, as long as you cut a braid, you can get ten 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 in the end, this is under the nose of Qin Jun, Cheng Xingda and his group do not dare to blatantly rob other people's braids, Cheng Xingda, 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 affected by the military government, and the others who only watch and do not cut their braids, don't do any of them.

A few old Xiucai and old men who were crying heartily, the junta clerks and Qin soldiers really ignored them. just scolded Cheng Xingda and his gang a few times.

Cheng Xingda greeted a group of little brothers with excitement on his face. It's a big deal, not just in Changxing Town, 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......) R1292