Chapter 116: The People's Revolt (1)

That was five or six years ago, and it was as if the heavens and the earth had changed color because of this, and people could not see hope and dawn.

Being alive is like a puppy begging on the side of the road, and if you don't know when, you will be trampled to death by one foot.

Everyone was terrified. During that time, no one in the entire Anqing County could sleep peacefully.

Gao Changmin recalled the events of that day, as if it were all within reach. The fire of hell seems to be burning in the ears.

For him, there was no difference between this time and the past.

The mess of that day seemed to be the leaves of the trees in the autumn wind. Everywhere I went, it was a mess and gray, and I couldn't see the slightest rays of the sun.

And the gale that year was particularly weird. Anqing County doesn't say anything else, but the advantage of the terrain can kill other towns in seconds, and no one will worry about the grain harvest at all.

For a hundred years, there has been no drought or flood, planting in spring and harvesting in autumn, and people have become accustomed to such things, so after the disaster came, people were so fascinated.

Equally enchanted is the strong winds that have been around since spring. The yellow sand in the sky came from the north and slowly penetrated deep into the hinterland of Anqing County.

Swept away, along with the freshly planted grain seedlings, the cart hoe in the yard, and the soup and water on the stalls, if people can't take care of it for a while, they will be scraped away.

It's also evil. This wind blew for a whole year. Not to mention that there are no grains of food, in the end it is also a huge damage, and it is already a blessing to be able to eat and eat just enough to be fed and clothed.

But the above will not pay attention to this, and the more northern ones have no harvest than this dry grain, and the more southern ones have no harvest than this waterlogged grain, one by one.

Those more serious places still need relief, so the little disaster caused by a wind in Anqing was naturally ignored.

When the grain is harvested after autumn, the rumors begin to rise.

Some people say that they saw the immortal mountain god on the mountain, and this gale came to repay them for their exploitation of the mountain. It is also said that the masters have come to see and say that this wind is the retribution given by God, and the retribution is the insatiable taxation of people and the continuous acquisition of land.

People turn the harvest of the land into a tax, and the tax into a disaster for the people.

When a lot of disasters are in the world, it is natural that there will be things that uphold justice.

People are more willing to believe the latter than the former. God exists to give justice to people.

One comes and goes. I don't know who provoked it. The breathless people below, suppressed by the tax, are united and looking for an opportunity to rebel.

Since ancient times, there have been many things that people have rebelled against. In the Gaozu period, there was such a similar thing, although it was suppressed in the end, but it was also compensated.

This time, they also thought that it would be like the Gaozu period, they didn't ask for too much, as long as they could alleviate the two taxes in this disaster year.

This is so naΓ―ve that when those who are officials give death orders and arrest and detain all those who resist, they still think that as long as they can hold on a little longer, they can succeed.

At that time, the county order was still Zhou Caisheng, the son-in-law of Shen Rushan, the assassin of Fengzhou.

Shen Rushan was an honest and honest official all his life, and later learned what Zhou Caisheng had done, but he was ruthlessly murdered by him when he was blocked. It can also be seen that Zhou Caisheng is ruthless.

He ordered that those who no longer resist should be kept at home; Those who continue to resist will be taken into custody and guarded by the government; Those who take the lead or would rather die than give in will be killed.

Once the order was given, there were cowardly people who surrendered and confessed. But there are also real men, and since the rebellion has begun, it will definitely not end like this.

Gao Changmin had a little intention of retreating at that time, and the one who brought him up

Man, grabbed him fiercely, and said, "If you want to live a good life in the future, just continue to insist on me, listen to me, it won't be long before we can succeed." There are so many of us, and the county order doesn't dare to do anything. ”

Gao Changmin thought about the little grandson at home, thinking that the family of five was about to go hungry, and then looked at the fact that there were so many people around, so he stayed ruthlessly.

With the only hoe left in the house, he shouted. Shouting and shouting, I even felt my blood boiling. It's as if after this, no matter what, life will get better.

Zhou Caisheng saw that his intimidation was taken as a deaf ear by them, and he was really a little angry in his heart.

Ignorant fools. scolded fiercely in his heart, and gave the guards of his cronies a look.

This guard has been with him for more than ten years, and good kung fu is one aspect, and his loyalty is also an important reason for his trust.

At that time, he gave up the opportunity to be promoted, and stayed in Yong'an City, which could have more oil and water, to continue to be a small county magistrate. He also trusts him 100%.

The guard's right hand, which had been clutching the hilt of his sword, looked more and more hideous in the autumn wind and sand.

He walked down, just a faint sentence, "Which of you wants to die." ”

The hoarse, rough words instantly quieted the noise. The people looked at him and took two steps back in fear.

The silence lasted only for a short time.

"Fuck off. What a big-tailed wolf in this. Tell you, if you don't give me one today, no way. ”

The middle-aged man who was pulling Gao Changmin just now yelled very dissatisfied, he had been depressed for a long time, his daughter-in-law was sick, and it was difficult for him to even buy her some money for medicine after being deducted over the years, not to mention that he would hand over the only food he had in such a year. That's tantamount to asking for the lives of both of them.

The anger that had already accumulated in my heart was burned at this time, and the whole person was like the blood you had beaten a rooster.

The guard just glanced at him lightly, and said with the same cold face, "You, want to die?" ”

Gao Changmin saw that things were not good, and gently tugged at his clothes below. As a result, he was quickly pulled by him.

walked out, spat at the guard, and yelled, "It's not grandpa, I don't want to live, it's you guys who don't let me live." ”

The guard was spitting, still expressionless, and slowly took two steps towards the middle-aged man, and gently took out the saber in his hand, and in an instant, blood stained the ground red.

The scene also became chaotic in an instant. The frightened people screamed and ran out, bumping into each other, like fish jumping around when the tide came.

Gao Changmin was knocked down, pounced and got up, was knocked down again, and got up again again.

Repeatedly, his face was expressionless and he didn't move, and he saw tears sliding down his cheeks.

How so, how could it be. Say yes, say yes, as long as you stick to it, it will get better.

The messy voices around me seem to have turned into wind sounds, and they have nothing to do with themselves.

Look at your friend, look at your friend lying in a pool of blood in front of you.

He felt a deep sense of powerlessness. A sense of vertigo also emerges from the body, devouring the person himself.

So be it. Take him home and bury him. Since it can't be better, it can't be worse.

He squatted down, took his friend's hand and put it on his shoulder, got up very slowly, and walked out, his body weighed a thousand pounds, and every step he took out, it was as if a nail had been driven into the soles of his feet.

I couldn't see the blood, but it hurt hard.

And what he thought was the end did not end there.

( = Old Song)

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