During the Republic of China, it still followed the Ming and Qing dynasties, with Shanhaiguan as the boundary, divided into outside the customs and inside the customs.

At this time, the lower reaches of the Yellow River have been plagued by disasters year after year, and people who have no food and cannot survive can only grit their teeth and "break through" the Kanto region to seek a way to survive.

The scale of the number of people is huge, and it is also called "breaking through the Kanto" by later generations.

The three northeastern provinces are not having a good time.

In winter, when it's freezing and snowy, as the old saying goes, you have to hit it with a stick while peeing, so as not to freeze.

In the winter here, people can freeze to death.

The cold weather is not the most difficult, the difficult thing is that there is no food, everyone is hungry and red-eyed, for a few catties of millet, can take several lives.

There is no food to eat, and many people are left in the grass.

The peak population of the Republic of China was only 400 million, and there were about 20 million bandits.

Beards, people are panicking, everyone knows what that group of people can do for a meal.

Beard said, there is also a story, it is said that the bandits in the mountains hide in the deep mountains and old forests all the year round, occasionally go out to rob the house, after a long time, the beard grows too lazy to take care of, over time this group of people who look fierce and evil, messy and no one looks like they are called beards.

Some beards have gained popularity, but others have no food, no guns, no money, and are hungry all day long.

In the generation of Changbai Mountain, there is a group of beards in Liuling, a low mountain.

The leader is called a fake scholar, and it is said that his ancestor produced a jinshi in the Daoguang period, and he also had a beautiful scenery and a scholarly family.

But when it comes to the generation of fake scholars, not to mention books at home, even straw paper can't turn out a single paper, and you have to use soil to wipe your buttocks.

Folklore has it that the king of the Northeast was born in the green forest, and later the fake scholar saw the opportunity and dragged a group of fellow villagers who could not eat and were about to starve to death to follow suit.

Picks, shovels, kitchen knives, it's the guy in hand.

And an old earth gun.

More than a dozen people have become an inconspicuous small team in the huge black earth bearded army.

There was no food in his stomach for a few days, and the fake scholar was wearing a cotton jacket, shaking the folding fan in his hand, and he didn't dare to really fan, fanning the fan in winter, he really thought that his life was long.

When he was worried, he wanted to shake it twice, but his mind was a mess, and he couldn't think of four, five, or six.

"If the family is in charge, if it goes on like this, the brothers really can't hold on."

The man who spoke was an old man with a white beard, with an old face, but in fact he was only in his early forties.

In Liu Ling's beard, his status is second only to that of fake scholars, and he is known as the second master.

"Old Sun, how much grain do we have?" The fake scholar closed the fan and asked.

Lao Sun said: "Five catties of millet." ”

"That's all, gone?" The fake scholar asked.

"It's gone!" Lao Sun nodded.

Although the fake scholar can't read, he also knows that it can't go on like this, there is no food in his stomach, and people will starve to death.

"It's been more than half a month, and no one has passed by?"

"The snow covers the mountains, not to mention the living, and there is not a single ghost to see." Lao Sun shook his head.

The cold in the Northeast is life-threatening.

Naturally, the price of leather goods has risen.

Some people want to sell hides, so they have to go this way.

And the willow ridge guarded by the fake scholars also has a road, which can be regarded as stepping on the economic lifeline.

Therefore, the fake scholars and their gang, blocking the road and asking for tolls, are also a livelihood.

It's similar to "I opened this mountain, I planted this tree", no matter how fancy it is, I still want money and food.

They will also be considered to be obedient, and if they give money to buy the road, they will let them go.

There are comings and goings, meeting and dividing a little, and the province has killed all the people who do not go from their side.

If Liuling's beard is unruly, the businessmen would rather take a detour of dozens of miles than dare to walk here, which is better than losing their lives.

"No, you have to go down the mountain to grab food!" The fake scholar stood up.

After several meals of gruel, his legs and stomach were also weak.

When Lao Sun heard that he was going to grab food, his hungry and faint eyes also came to his senses.

He immediately said: "More than forty miles away, the rich man surnamed Hu has money and food. ”

"Surname Hu? I heard that he had a few guns in his house and a watchtower in his house. ”

There are guns, and the fake scholar is still a little worried in his heart.

These old goods in their hands can not be compared with the foreign guns that people bought from the army.

"Don't gnaw at their house! Liuzi stared at it for a while and found that his family was going to Harbin. ”

"What?"

"Big mallet!" Lao Sun said: "Grab it once, it's enough for us to survive until the beginning of spring next year!" ”

The big stick mallet, that is, ginseng.

The fake scholar muttered: "Big stick mallet! ”

His heart was moved.

No matter when, the rich are not short of money, and the big stick is not afraid that it will not be sold.

This is a life-saving baby.

"Do you really see it?"

Lao Sun nodded like pounding garlic:

"If you see it clearly, there will be seven or eight people, two guns at most, and you will go back once in ten days, and you will set off tomorrow and the day after tomorrow."

The fake scholar smiled suddenly.

"You old grandson, I guess I'm thinking about Hu Laocai's family, isn't it a day or two?"

"Hey, hey!" Lao Sun smiled: "It's not that life is difficult, I also want to help the head of the family share more?" ”

The fake scholar had no smile on his face, and the second master was worried about himself, if the people's hearts were led by Lao Sun, could he still sit firmly in the position of the big master.

"Big boss!"

There was a whirl, and the sixteen or seventeen boys, who were not tall and wrapped their bodies in a blackened and unwashed cotton jacket, revealing a frost-red and frostbitten face, rushed in.

Lao Sun was unhappy: "Sixth son, what are you doing?" ”

The fake scholar waved his hand and asked, "Sixth son, what's the matter?" ”

"There's a carriage!" Liuzi pointed to the door: "Two horses pull a car!" ”

"Tsk! Here comes the food! ”

The fake scholar was overjoyed, and the others also made a fuss when they heard the movement.

Lao Sun said that the rich man Hu has a big mallet, and the day after tomorrow will come out to escort the mallet team, but who can take the matter of the day after tomorrow?

Besides, people still have guns in their hands.

Five catties of millet can't resist for so long.

"How many?"

Liuzi immediately replied: "A young man dressed in strange and beautiful cotton clothes, I don't know how many people are in the carriage." ”

"Maybe he's alone!"

"Two horses, rich man!"

"It doesn't matter if you have money or not, two horses are worth it for young and old, so let's do it, big boss!"

"Yes, big boss, let's do it!"

The people holding the hoe and carrying the shovel are babbling one by one, making a noise, they are very hungry, and at this time, even the king of heaven and Lao Tzu will rob it.

Everyone was excited, and Lao Sun's face was not good, and he laughed dryly, this time the fake scholar was robbed, and people's hearts were more determined towards him.

The fake scholar took everyone's expressions into his eyes, and howled in his throat: ", this time, whether you live or die, rob them all!" ”

In the past, they would let people live and do things without doing anything, but now they have no way to live, so they can only be ruthless and live a little longer.

The fake scholar held an earthen gun in his hand and asked the six sons to lead the way, and a group of people stepped on the creaking snow and slipped down the willow ridge.

In the weather where the white mist can frost, I waited for about half an hour before I heard the sound of horses' hooves.

People are almost freezing.

The sixth son really didn't tell a lie, and he could see a carriage from afar, pulled by two tall horses, running fast!

This group of poor bearded people, who have really never seen a horse, shouted in their eyes and hearts, the next meal can be regarded as a fall!

"Show me a little! Don't hurt the horse, or I'll bury him alive! ”

The fake scholar whispered, and it was not clear whether the people in the carriage had money or not, but the two horses were the most valuable things.