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In the first month of the twentieth year of Chongzhen, there were storms in all parts of the south of the Yangtze River, among which there was a slave surnamed Pan in Jintan County, Zhenjiang Prefecture, who gathered four or fifty thousand people in the Chenghuang Temple, known as the "nose cutting class", the momentum was the most huge, even the county could only be guarded according to the city, and the major households were even more closed doors, and they did not dare to open it.

On this day, there were two out-of-town students in Jintan County, the same black scarf and light blue shirt, both riding high-headed horses, obviously not waiting for idle students. Menzi saw that they were all wearing swords, and he didn't dare to let them go, but one of them had sharp teeth and opened his mouth to keep his mouth shut, so he was so frightened that Menzi didn't dare to stop him, so he had to let them go into the city.

These two people were Feng Yuanhui and Wang Yi, who were ordered to quell the slave rebellion.

Wang Yi wore Confucian clothes for the first time, but he only thought it was quite interesting and refused to wear a cloak. Feng Yuanhui saw that he didn't wear it, and he gritted his teeth and didn't wear it. It's just that he rode a horse like this, but he couldn't stand the cold wind blowing his bones. After running for a few miles, my body was sweating, and this was the real internal and external difficulties, and when I arrived in Jintan County, it was already cold from beginning to end.

Wang Yi is not a troublemaker, looking at the scenery and characters in the south of the Yangtze River, they are all rare in his life, as if he has arrived in a foreign land, and he is surprised from time to time. He grew up on the Loess Plateau, and became a homeless person with his father since he was a child, not to mention these green bricks and green tiles in front of him, and he couldn't even imagine that after crossing the Yangtze River, even water could be seen everywhere.

In the northwest, where there has been a severe drought for many years, a mouthful of water is often a life.

Feng Yuanhui had heard of how rich Jiangnan was, and it was the first time he had seen it, and he forgot to say what he wanted to laugh at Wang Yi's lack of knowledge.

When others saw these two students riding horses with swords and looking like dirt buns, they knew that they were from the north. They all avoided it.

Wang Yi saw a wine flag not far away, and stretched out his hand to point: "Brother Youguang, how about drinking a glass ahead?" ”

Feng Yuanhui's words were bright, and he felt that Wang Yi's words had reached his heart, and he couldn't stop fighting with his teeth: "Drink...... Boil...... Good! ”

Wang Yi smiled and said secretly: I can't afford it like this. Sure enough, he is a weak man.

He saw that there were many people on the road, so he simply got off the horse, first probed the sweat on the horse's neck, twisted it gently, and walked quickly towards the restaurant, while raising his voice: "Disturb, let, disturb ......" Passers-by avoided the front line one after another, and let this student who still knows how to etiquette pass.

Feng Yuanhui also dismounted. The feet were shocked by the bluestone slab, and the knee hurt from the shock, and I found that my legs had been numb for a long time. It was not easy for him to open his legs and keep up with Wang Yi, and he had already felt that life was worse than death.

"Business is good here, and there are so many people before noon." Wang Yi arrived at the door of the restaurant, but saw the wine flag waving and the window wide open. There was a hot air rushing in front of him, and I don't know how many braziers the store lit. It's so extravagant.

Seeing that a guest was coming, Xiao Er strode out and bowed: "Sir, sit in the box, do you want to sit upstairs?" ”

Wang Yi habitually pressed the handle of the knife, which frightened Xiao Er two steps back, and he was a little inexplicable. It's like you've met an evil spirit.

"Wipe the sweat on the horses and feed them more beans." Wang Yi took out a small ingot, and slapped it into the little second-hand: "Take care of the horse, and give you more rewards." ”

Xiao Er's forehead was covered with sweat, and he couldn't even speak clearly.

Feng Yuanhui chased after him. Seeing the small ingots weighing one or two weights in the small second-hand house, his throat rolled, and he hurriedly threw the reins over, saying, "I have to wipe the sweat of the horses and feed more bean essence!" And the money for tea and wine is also deducted from this silver! ”

Wang Yi felt embarrassed, walked inside, and almost turned around and said that he didn't know this person.

The little second was not angry, and glanced at Feng Yuanhui unceremoniously, and muttered in Jiangnan vernacular: "One color sample Shang Yuan, two color sample Ning ......"

Feng Yuanhui couldn't understand the local dialect in Xiao Er's mouth, but he knew that Lu Dao was definitely not a good word. He wanted to raise his foot and kick it, but thinking of the current environment of slavery, he gritted his teeth and endured it, and followed Wang Yi inside.

Wang Yi took in all the characters in the hotel at a glance, and directly chose a table by the window, which was ventilated and lit and could see the market style on the street. What's more, there are a few businessman-looking people sitting behind this table, who are talking about the slave change in Zhejiang in official dialect with a Jiangbei accent.

This is exactly the purpose of Wang Yi and Feng Yuanhui's gathering of style. Although the order they received was to quell the slave mutiny, now that the slave mutiny has spread to the four provinces, it is obviously not something that a deputy general with a few hundred people can pacify. The crown prince has always had no last resort, and now that this situation has happened, he can only firmly believe that His Royal Highness the crown prince has other deep intentions, and he must not go back to ask for help.

Since Ping can't be flat, he can't go back, and there are no further instructions, Wang Yi and Feng Yuanhui discussed privately and decided to inquire about the news first. They have already been to Yixian, although it is the source of the slave mutiny, but the trouble is actually not big, more than a dozen rich families suffered, those chaotic slaves are basically dispersed, and the remaining dozen or so people are drilling holes in the mountains, which is worse than ordinary bandits.

There was also a lot of trouble in other places, but it was not as loud as the Jintan nose cutting class, so Wang Yi and Feng Yuanhui asked the brigade to slow down, and the two went to the city to inquire about the news in person.

"Oops, that one fought badly! Such a thick bamboo," the table behind Wang Yi gestured with his hand, "and hit the thigh, so that the skin and flesh were open, and the blood flowed up to the steps of the City God Temple." While fighting, I asked if it hurt. The master was so painful that he couldn't speak, but he just responded with it. The rebellious slave said, "In a certain year, month, and day, you beat me as much as you wanted, and today I will pay you back." Tsk, that's scary! ”

"You're better, you're just beaten." Another person at the same table said: "I haven't seen a scene yet, a few chaotic slaves grabbed their master's house, pressed him to the ground, and poured feces and urine into his mouth......"

"Oh, you're talking about Yang Yuanwai?" A table of guests next to him, speaking official dialect with a Jiangnan accent, also joined in, and said, "That's the one who loves tea?" ”

"Exactly." The man who spoke just now frowned and grinned: "Scared! It was filthy and filthy. ”

"That Yang Yuanwai loves to drink tea, especially in Kipzhou Bijian and Yangxian Tianchi. His servants who were ordered to pick tea were to return on the other day, and if they were late, they were to be flogged. "That Nanke obviously knows a lot of secrets about this place, and everyone is listening attentively at this time.

"No wonder the slaves still say, 'Please taste the green streams here'...... Tsk, it's disgusting. The speaker just shook his head. Looking at the tea in front of me, I can't drink it in one gulp.

Feng Yuanhui was disgusted just by hearing it, and when he saw Wang Yi drinking pale yellow tea like a person, he was amazed at the roughness of this Qiu Ba.

"These people are also pitiful." A young voice added: "If the plain lord's family had treated them better, how could they have suffered today?" I don't know anything else, I'm a native of Gu Bachelor's Township. When he was an old man at home. Personally taught the servant to grow flowers and vegetables, and he was tranquil to the extreme, and he saw if other people's slaves would do such things? For example, I know that the student surnamed Lu in Pinghu County, Jiaxing Prefecture, calls himself two stubborn, and he is the most cool to meet slaves on weekdays, and he is light to beat, scold, and scold! It was precisely because those slaves could not bear the abuse that they stabbed them one by one, and then surrendered themselves to the official and willingly resisted their lives. This can also be seen. Good and evil are self-inflicted. ”

"It can't be said that it's all mean and abusive by the owner." Another old adult said: "It's not the present, there has been a slave since ancient times." My husband didn't dare to say it elsewhere, but he only said that there were two strange things in our Songjiang Mansion.

"One is that there is a slave surnamed Xu in the house, who has no children after his death, and invites the master's family to the inner room to explain the future. When the lord went in, he saw that the curtain was of mink, and even the lord himself could not afford it! That's it. I also wore a multicolored jacket made of python dragons! Isn't it scary? ”

He paused and said, "This is what the master himself said, and it's not true." ”

The crowd was also stunned. said: "Or the old man has seen a lot, where have you heard of such shocking things?" ”

The old man was a little proud, and continued: "The second incident is a little earlier, but there are more witnesses. It is also my Songjiang Mansion, in Shanghai County, so the Nanjing Ministry of Rites waiter Dong Gong's business.

"Among the slaves of the Dong family, there are scoundrels who indulge in alcohol and gamble. During the day, the Rio people robbed a man of his property and beat him to death. The local officials didn't dare to care, and it took a few years for Dong Gong to find out about the Dao, so he wanted to kill the evil servant. But the wicked servant got the news first, and he and his accomplices took the axe and pretended to be robbers. It actually ruined Dong Gong's life! This is another horrible thing! ”

Everyone shook their heads, sighing that the way of the world is really uncertain.

Wang Yi was dumbfounded when he heard this, and he had turned around unconsciously. Fortunately, many of the guests were fascinated by it, as if they had made a club. After listening to this story, Wang Yi turned to Feng Yuanhui: "I'm afraid this is not true, right?" ”

Feng Yuanhui was born as a lawyer in the end, and his business literacy was excellent, so he nodded pretendly: "This is true." But this old man must have heard it too. Because this matter was born on the seventh day of the fifth month of the seventh year of Wanli, the case of Dong Chuance, a waiter of the Nanjing Ministry of Rites, was killed. ”

Wang Yi raised his eyebrows: "Do you know this?" You can't just make up a day to fool me, right? ”

Feng Yuanhui wanted to gain some worship, but Wang Yi questioned the authenticity of the case, and he was immediately discouraged, and said: "I don't believe that I checked it, it was a big case, and it shocked the world at that time." ”

"A slave is a slave after all, how can he be richer than his master?" Wang Yi was puzzled and asked, "Do you have slaves in your family?" ”

"Da Ming Law: The common people are not allowed to keep slaves." Feng Yuanhui didn't have a good airway.

As for the fact that the slave is richer than the master, some people also came out to solve Wang Yi's doubts at the moment.

"There are many kinds of slaves. Those relatives of criminals accepted by the government were sent to meritorious families as slaves, and there was no trick to be made. The man twisted his beard lightly: "But there are few such in the end, and more of them are slaves who join the gentry's family." Most of these people are treacherous, that is, evading land taxes and servitude. said that they were slaves, but in fact, the gentry didn't care about them, they just collected rent. In private, they also used the banner of gentlemen to swagger and deceive, and they all went into their own bags. It is not uncommon for a slave to be richer than his master's family, from one or two generations to two or three generations. ”

The bearded man arched his hand at the old man: "I'm going to talk about your Songjiang Mansion again." Xu Huating Xu Ge Lao, a character who has been fighting with Yan Fenyi for decades, hasn't he been ruined by this kind of evil servant? ”

Wang Yi didn't know who Elder Xu Ge was, and looked at Feng Yuanhui. Feng Yuanhui couldn't help but show off, and said in a low voice: "It's the first assistant of Jiajing and Longqing, Xu Jie, Xu Huating." ”

Wang Yi nodded, still not knowing how this person was ruined by the evil servant.

Fortunately, the old man of Songjiang Mansion saw that there were many outsiders, and explained: "The Xu family has a very bad reputation in the local area, and most of it is the trouble caused by these treacherous servants, which made his Xu family carry it." Otherwise, how can there be a prime minister who is forced to flee at night by the township? ”

"It's just that this is rich, and there are slaves who are more expensive than their masters!" Someone else couldn't help but join the argument.

"Isn't Daming not allowed to take the imperial examination?" This time, even Feng Yuanhui was surprised and cried out.

"You're a northerner, no wonder you don't know." The southern merchants and guests present sneered one after another: "What is there to say about this matter, it is all an old thing in the Wanli period." Many slaves had a lot of money and paid directly to the officials, and some sent their children to school. Some were recommended by the township, Lianjie Nangong, and even married Shiliu. Their lord is no more than a member of the township, where can he compare to these noble servants? Now this thing is not strange in our Jiangnan. ”

"Don't say anything else, how did you say that the leader of the nose shaving class gathered so many people? Isn't it because his family has money? Someone pulled the topic back to the present, as if a taboo had been touched, and there was silence for a moment.

Wang Yi saw that everyone didn't speak, and was about to pick a head, when he suddenly heard a burst of blowing and blowing outside the window, as if someone was holding a happy event, and it seemed like a Zhongbang boasting on the street, but the former was not right to listen to suona music, and the latter did not take the exam.

Everyone opened their heads to look, but they saw a group of people pouring out of the corner of the street.

I saw these people playing a guard of honor, making colored paper, and carrying a liter of eight-person people, and the momentum was extraordinary.

Sitting on this big public altar was a fat man like an outsider, and he was sweating profusely in the first lunar day, and he bowed his hands again and again, and his words were very respectful, but he asked these slaves to let him go.

At this juncture, what master should let the slave carry him so loudly?

These slaves refused to live or die, and they were in front of the slave guide, and behind the cavalry servants, Xuan Gai preached, showing off along the road, and they were bound to go around the city for a turn before they were willing to return.

When passers-by inquired about it, they proclaimed, "The Lord of my generation is kind and kind to me." If I don't know the retribution, I am afraid that I will laugh at the man of God! Therefore, today we must make the master lose face, so as to teach people that my generation is not a fool who does not know kindness! ”

What Wang Yi and Feng Yuanhui saw and heard, they became more and more unaware of where the crime of the slave of Lu Dao was, and how to calm it. The two had a verbal dispute before over whether to appease or encircle and suppress.

Because the crown prince did not specify his powers and responsibilities in the decree, no one could convince anyone. Now it seems that it is obviously impossible to talk about encirclement and suppression of the slave mutiny affecting the four provinces, with no less than 100,000 horses; And if you appease them, it seems that these people are not really whistling, but more like a loose alliance.

At this moment, the two of them couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief at the same time, glad that this problem was beyond their level and could be solved, as long as it was reported to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. (To be continued......)