Chapter Forty-Seven: Shame to Say
The old man recognized Song Chatou, and the action that he wanted to break free stopped, raised his eyes and glanced at the people of the Jing family who were also staring at him, and kindly reminded Song Chatou.
"There are also refugees from Kyoto, and now Kyoto is not at peace. Hurry up, I hear that there is a mob behind you, and you will kill anyone you see! Especially if you're wearing official uniforms, Kyoto is already in chaos! ”
The more the old man spoke, the more frightened he became, and finally directly pulled his arm out of Song Chatou's hand, and ran away with his wife in his arms.
Something happened in Kyoto? Song Chatou's complexion changed greatly.
If something happens in Kyoto, won't his family suffer with it?
But the old man didn't explain what was going on, and Song had no choice but to find another homeless person to ask clearly.
After asking a few homeless people one after another, Song Chatou and his party finally figured out what was going on.
It turned out that in Kyoto, the emperor suddenly ordered to double the tax, which was originally only 30% of the tax, but now it is 70%!
The common people worked hard to grow a year's grain, and for every hundred catties they harvested, they had to hand over seventy catties to the imperial court, which simply made people not live.
In addition, the heavy rain delayed the grain harvest, and the people's harvest was even more meager, and the grain harvested was not enough for them to survive the winter, let alone hand over more than half of it to the imperial court.
The people protested one after another, but the imperial court was like an iron heart, and ordered the officials to forcibly requisition grain, and many innocent people were killed for this.
The people had no food to eat, they were miserable, and they wanted to protest but were suppressed by the imperial court by force.
They had no choice but to drag their families away from Kyoto and try to find a place where taxes were relaxed.
But along the way, they only saw the starvation everywhere, and they could not see the endless ranks of displaced people.
It seems that no matter where you go, there is no hope of survival.
After a long time, those refugees who escaped from Kyoto felt hatred in their hearts, since they couldn't live, then don't live!
So these vicious refugees gathered together and became a mob.
Along the way, when they saw homeless people, they burned and looted, and when they encountered villages, towns, and rich merchants, they were like locusts crossing the border.
The homeless people who passed by the Jing family yesterday were frightened when they saw the brutal murder methods of the mob from Kyoto, so they hurriedly fled back.
I heard from one of the homeless people that the mob rode the stolen horses, caught the homeless, tied them behind the buttocks of the horses, and dragged the homeless people to death at a gallop.
Some of the homeless people were directly tied up by the mob, and when they were hungry, they cut off the flesh of the homeless people and roasted them, and did not let them die, because the flesh of the dead was not fresh.
Those mobs can hardly be called people, they are like devils crawling up from hell.
Even Song Chatou felt goosebumps all over his body when he heard it.
He didn't even think he had a chance of winning against the mob.
After thinking about it, Song Chatou hurriedly asked everyone to speed up their pace, they had to leave the Xuzhou boundary quickly.
Here, I am afraid, it will soon become a purgatory on earth.
Zuo Xingyan listened to the conversation between the homeless people and Song Chatou, and felt a little ashamed in his heart.
The emperor would lean on a tax, most likely because she had swept away the treasury and palace.
Not only the imperial palace, but even the homes of some big merchants and corrupt officials in Kyoto were also looted by her.
But she didn't mean it, she really stayed in the last days for a long time, and she couldn't help it.
A person who has survived in the last days for so long, he can't see so many supplies, plus she has another space.
Even if someone else comes in, they will take everything away.
Besides, the dog emperor is not a Ming monarch, and the treasures in his treasury are all obtained by looting the people's fat and people's ointment.
Zuo Xingyan just didn't expect that his unintentional move would bring such a big disaster to the people of Kyoto.
But now, even if she wanted to return the things, it was too late, and it was useless.
Zuo Xingyan looked at the homeless people around him who were fleeing for their lives, his eyes were full of guilt, and his mood became more and more depressed.
Jing Beihan has been paying attention to Zuo Xingyan, and he also noticed her emotional changes for the first time.
Although he didn't know what the reason was, he was as smart as Jing Beihan, and he quickly guessed that Zuo Xingyan's depressed mood might have something to do with those refugees.
"Don't worry, even if those mobs catch up, I'll protect you."
Jing Beihan thought about it and whispered in Zuo Xingyan's ear.
Zuo Xingyan was stunned, and looked at Jing Beihan blankly.
The man's angular side face looked a little cold and hard, but it gave Zuo Xingyan an inexplicable sense of security.
It was as if no matter what happened, the man would stand firmly by her side.
He will always protect her and support her.
Zuo Xingyan's eyes were a little sore, and he quickly turned his head not to look at Jing Beihan.
Song Chatou knew that they could not defeat the mob that had gathered, so he called all the yacha over and asked them to take dry food to change clothes with the homeless people.
What the displaced people lack most now is food, and a steamed bun can be exchanged for several clothes from them.
After a while, the officials took the clothes they had scraped together and changed the clothes of the officials with Song Chatou, and then they untied the ropes in the hands of the Jing family.
If they were tied up, the target would be too obvious, and the mob would catch up and see at a glance that something was wrong.
"You all listen to me, untying the rope is for everyone's safety, if you don't know what to do and take advantage of the chaos to escape, don't blame me for being ruthless!" Song Chatou gave another verbal warning as usual.
The Jing family is as quiet as a chicken, and whoever dares to run away at this time is probably better than following the team honestly.
Nowadays, there are homeless people everywhere, and if you run, you will have to go hungry, and maybe you will be captured and abused by the mob, and only fools will run.
The Jing family followed Song Chatou honestly, and no one dared to have extra thoughts.
Song Chatou was very satisfied with the Jing family's sensibility, and immediately did not delay any longer, and hurried away.
When he was about to walk to the river, there was a sudden noise from the homeless people behind him.
"Run! The mob is coming! Run! ”
When the homeless people heard this, they immediately panicked, pushing each other and running forward, not caring who they bumped into and stepped on what.
For a while, the homeless people screamed again and again.
Many people were trampled under everyone's feet because they were pushed down, and before they could get up, they were trampled on by everyone.
At the back of the ranks of the homeless, there were even more terrible screams, as well as the sound of horses' hooves and the shouts of shrill and evil laughter.
Zuo Xingyan only felt a buzzing in his ears, and when he looked up, he could see several men riding on tall horses.
Holding a long knife in his hand, each with a fierce face, he looks like a wicked person.
It seems that those people are the mob in the mouths of the homeless.
They are massacring the homeless, and with the wave of their long knives, the homeless people who have not had time to escape are harvested like weeds.
These mobs are damned!
Zuo Xingyan stopped and was about to rush up to save people, but before he could lift his foot, he was stopped by Jing Beihan.
"Don't worry, wait for them to come." Jing Beihan said in a deep voice.