The militiamen sitting around the patio were all a little frightened without exception, because for them, the showmen in the market were all the leading figures, and the catchers in the county government were already considered to be the official government, but now sitting among them was Ding Yi, the uncle of Jingxi in Yongzhen Guangxi. This makes them very afraid, a kind of fear of the people at the bottom of the people for the big guys, a kind of natural fear of the weak for the strong. And they knew in their hearts that the uncle called them here today, probably because they took the lead in playing laziness in the militia training, which made them even more afraid.

"To be honest, I didn't want to do this errand at the time, I am a scholar, and I already have the fame of Xiucai. I have never had a good impression of eunuchs, although they don't treat me well, but as a scholar, it is definitely a shame to be in the same stream, and I really don't want to do anything to negotiate the price of horses with Warat. Ding Yi, who was sitting among them, did not reprimand these things with a straight face, nor did he tell them many grand truths.

He seemed to be sorting out his thoughts, and as if he was muttering to himself in this autumn wind: "Like you, you are doing a good job as a carpenter, farming, selling vegetables, and being a merchant, and you must be unwilling to call for practice for no reason." As he spoke, he looked around, and the frightened look on the faces of the militiamen finally subsided a little, "But you didn't hear what the Avarattar said, he said, if you don't give it, they will come and get it themselves!" They have fiery horses, they have strong bows, they have long knives! I was very angry at the time, but he said that every year they were at the border to beat the grass valley, and that's how they got it themselves. I thought at the time. I've got to do something......"

"When the Tartars were fighting in the grass valley at the border pass, they were far away from Rongcheng, what did they do to me? When the Tartars offended. That's the business of the border army, it's the affairs of the imperial court, do my business? So the Tartars broke through the Great Wall and besieged Jingshi, and I was in Jingshi, and I had no choice but to fight hard. ”

Ding Yi stood up. Looking at those militiamen, they didn't quite understand what Ding Yi meant: "Hou Dagou killed officials and rebelled, you are not the emperor." What the hell are you doing? Hou Dagou entered the Wuzhou Mansion and killed the former political envoy, you are not an official, what are you doing? Well, Hou Dagou is in Huaiji. Adultery and plunder. Huaiji is still 200 miles away from here, what are you doing? So, if Hou Dagou invades Wuzhou, what will you do? Desperately? Do you know how hard to fight? ”

"No, you don't know the way, you will just lie on the ground and sprinkle, because you are very smart, you have found the soldiers of the first division of the Ming Dynasty. Unlike the soldiers of other armies, they don't beat anyone. I'm calling you here today. I don't plan to ask you to do anything, I just want to tell you that Hou Dagou's soldiers will not only beat people, but also kill people. ”

Ding walked up to Zhaobi together, turned his back to these militiamen and said: "If you don't want to train, quit, Hou Dagou's soldiers and horses are coming, see if you lie on the ground and play tricks, can you let them let you go, can you let them not rob your family's property, and don't rob your family's female dependents...... Oh, maybe you will kowtow, I don't understand why someone thinks kowtowing and begging for mercy can make the other person change their minds? I was in Huaiji, I saw someone with a kitchen knife, he begged those Hou Rebellious soldiers and horses, saying that he was willing to die, just begging to spare his family, he held a kitchen knife, but he didn't know how hard Lu Dao was desperate, he could only cut his own neck, and then Hou Rebellious's soldiers kicked away his still twitching corpse, rushed into his house, killed the men inside, and snatched the women and everything that could be robbed...... That's it, whatever you want. ”

Then Ding Yi left, without looking back, and without telling anything if anyone really quit, do whatever they wanted. He had prepared a lot of incendiary rhetoric, but he didn't go on. It's not something he's good at. He just had to come and do it. If he could, he would prefer to take a well-trained squad and infiltrate the Great Tengxia Gorge to perform decapitation tactics.

Ding Yi is disgusted with his current life, because he himself is forcing himself every moment, doing things that he is not good at and does not like. But he has no choice, leaving aside the country, the nation and the like, he needs an era, an era that teaches him to have a sense of identity and a sense of integration.

Perhaps the most fundamental reason is that Ding Yi is an idealist himself. It is precisely the so-called "idealist who is incorrigible: if he is thrown out of his paradise, he will create another ideal hell." ”

After talking to the militia, Ding Yi left Wuzhou Mansion with his guards, and he began to tour the countryside of Wuzhou Mansion and Huaiji and Rong County, and he gave up all his dreams and started his plan from another side in the way he was familiar with, that is, the way the countryside surrounded the city.

In two months, Ding Yi left his footprints in almost every village; In almost every village with a population of more than 1,000 people, he gave a lecture akin to a peasant lecture; In fact, in almost every two or three villages, there would be a half-family of disreputable landlords who were executed by Ding Yi on charges of rebellion, and then their fields were redistributed.

The land left behind by the gentry who were killed by the people in Cangwu County was naturally redistributed in this process, but the basis for the distribution was the assessment results of various subjects in the militia training. I don't know if it's because of Ding Yi's words, or because of the land, the militia training problem, at least there is a big improvement, at least if someone rolls on the ground, they will be ridiculed by others, and even by other militiamen with a bad temper, they will be full of fists and kicks.

So much so that after Hou Dagou received the tip report in Datengxia, the hero was a little confused for a while, and muttered: "Is Ding Rongcheng a thief, or are we a thief?" Didn't he do this better than we did? He was really confused, he felt that Ding Yi was not like an official.

But after these two months, the entire Wuzhou Prefecture, basically all the rural areas have established militia teams, and there are one or two reserve members of the secret organization Tiandihui, and more than a dozen members of the Zhongyi Society, who go to the city from time to time to receive various trainings according to orders, and bring back many new trends of thought.

For the old people in the countryside, this made them worried, but for the young people, it made them excited, and they had an extremely positive excuse: I didn't follow the rebellion, this was taught by Uncle Jingxi! They are keen to talk about Guangxi in five years, and they look forward to the fact that there will be no poor people in Guangxi in the future.

In fact, they didn't know that what they were discussing and hoping for was far from the ideals of the group of people who conspired to establish a constitutional monarchy - things like cultivators having their own land and equal educational opportunities were not something that Yang Shan, Shi Heng or even Wang Zuo cared about, and those who signed that thing at that time were still the existence of scholars, and they were more concerned about the justification of the power and the restriction of the imperial power to an extreme range as much as possible, strictly speaking, the ultimate goal was to use the emperor as a spiritual symbol. Completely kicked out of the circle of decision-making on state affairs.

Ding Yi is not crazy, but during this time in Guangxi, he profoundly embodied that these things can't move the people, because they are too far away, even including the sanctity of private property, for the poor people, they just said "oh", and then said "dare to be kind", they are all so poor that they have no property, they are all poor hired peasants, what private property is there? A pair of trousers at home, and the poor who wear it when they go out, must at least first let them have property in order to make them interested in the inviolability of private property.

When he returned to Wuzhou Prefecture, Ding Yi found that sometimes it was a way to leave it alone. At least on the side of Li Jiangtou, after Ding Yi threw it away, they grabbed the shell by increasing the taper of the shell; Moreover, in terms of steelmaking, according to the coke production method given by Ding Yi, and the endless supply of ore from the two mines in Huaiji and Cangwu carried out experiments regardless of the cost, it began to produce low-carbon steel stably, and the high-carbon steel experiment was still ongoing, but at least the huge chimneys of the steel factory in Wuzhou Fucheng, the rising polluting gas, made Ding Yi feel that it was hope, and steel output was the basis of everything.

"Uncle Shi, I'm just waiting for the Ming scripture questions." What Ding Yi didn't expect was that the person who led the steel factory out of the laboratory stage and began to enter formal production was actually Ling Dumu of Cangwu County. It was supposed to be to blend in with Uncle Jingxi's circle, so when Du Mu found out that the craftsman Li in the workshop was sullen and drunk every day, he went to talk to him.

I have to say that the conversation with Du Mu made Ding Yi feel much easier than communicating with Li Jiangtou, Du Mu took out a bound booklet, opened it and reported to Ding Yi: "The disciple listened to Li Jiangtou's suffering, so he asked him to tell his uncle to see if he could let the disciple come to learn something......

Du Mu was very measured, he did not test Li Jiangtou after taking a conversation, but took the initiative to propose that Li Jiangtou should ask Ding Yi if he could let him participate in this matter. It is important to know that in these years, the social class was arranged according to the farmers and merchants, and the wealthy merchants usually lived much better than the artisan households, and it was difficult to imagine that they participated in the work of the craftsmen as scholars and officials, which was unimaginable for ordinary scholars.

But Du Mu not only put down his body, but also behaved very well. Ding Yi, who was still giving a speech in the countryside at the time, received a report from Li Jiangtou, and felt that it was nothing to let Du Mu participate, because Du Mu's family was originally in Wuzhou City, and it can also be said that under Ding Yi's control, he was not afraid of him leaking secrets or any other tricks.

Ding Yi motioned to Du Mu to continue, but unexpectedly, at this time, Ding Junyue led people to ride to the factory: "Sir, Hou Dagou sent a messenger over there." (To be continued......)