Lingshui County, Hare Mountain.

Li Luoyao's matter came to an end, Xiao Jiu didn't pay too much attention to her, the season has entered autumn, and it is also the season of grain harvest, and the most important thing at the moment is to prepare to go down the mountain to collect the New Year's grain.

There are a total of seven towns and forty-three villages in the entire Lingshui county, plus Lijia Town, and there are two towns and twenty-four villages within the control of Hare Mountain.

In the past, the annual grain was also collected from these villages and towns, and the rest was basically controlled by Wild Wolf Mountain.

When the grain is harvested in two seasons every year, it is the time when the mountain bandits go down the mountain frequently, and not every village can collect enough grain.

As for the hard break, they don't dare, because each village often has hundreds of households, and if resistance is organized, the cottage has no force to fight hard at all.

Even if the village is really slaughtered, it will usher in endless encirclement and suppression by the government later, so every time the New Year's grain is collected, most of the mountain bandits will cooperate with some large landlords in the village, and they will collect the grain from door to door.

As far as he knows, in the past, the landlords of villages and towns collected grain according to the number of heads, but those peasants who already had little or no land could not afford to pay the full amount.

On the contrary, the landlords and wealthy households did not resist the bandits' levy of annual grain, because that grain was nothing to them.

It's just that this time Xiao Jiu wanted to change the object of grain collection, firstly, because he cooperated with Lijiazhen to make wine, and used the money he earned to purchase a lot of grain, and his income was stable, and he could earn some money almost every month.

Second, according to Xiao Jiu's speculation, this year is a famine year, and the grain output of the entire Qingzhou will be greatly reduced.

If those poor people lose the hope of surviving, then his cottage is not destined to last long.

What's more, I was a farmer in my previous life, and I knew the suffering of the people, and I knew what food meant to those who could not even meet their basic material needs.

Xiao Jiu gathered the people of the entire cottage, and in the past, every major event was announced, but this time the appearance of the entire cottage was very different from the past.

As mountain bandits, although many of them didn't understand some of the plans made by Xiao Jiu, they couldn't stop these people from worshiping Xiao Jiu.

At first, he followed Xiao Jiu in order to be able to eat enough and gather people's hearts.

And after Xiao Jiu let them live like individuals and gave them the dignity they deserved, they won the sincere admiration of this group of mountain bandits with a cold personality.

Compare your heart to your heart, only by respecting others first can you gain respect, and now in Hare Mountain, whoever dares to oppose Xiao Jiu will not need Xiao Jiu to do it himself, someone will cut off his head.

So when Xiao Jiuyan said that he was going to collect the landlord's New Year's grain, no one objected, and all looked at Xiao Jiu with burning eyes, just waiting for Xiao Jiu to arrange it, and then complete the task.

Xiao Jiu took in everyone's reactions, cleared his throat, and said, "Brothers, I don't want to talk about any national righteousness, for our mountain bandits, this is all bullshit. ”

There was laughter from the crowd, but they all looked at Xiao Jiu and waited for the following.

"I'll just talk about our origins, since we are bandits in the mountains, we must all be children of poor families."

"You know better than anyone what life is like for the poor."

"This year's harvest is not good, and the next year's grain production will also be reduced."

"The poor have no food, who do we earn?"

The last sentence, Xiao Jiu almost shouted out, but after finishing speaking, he didn't get a response, the air seemed to freeze in an instant, Xiao Jiu was not in a hurry, and hugged his arms around everyone.

"Whoever has the money earns whom." , Zhang Ben, who was standing in front of his head, shouted.

"Okay, Benzi said it well, whoever has the money earns whoever."

"Brothers, do you dare to go down the mountain with me to kill the rich man and make him a storm?"

Xiao Jiu raised his arms and roared, and the entire cottage instantly boiled, some shouted to kill the rich, some shouted to stir up the snow, and the mountain bandits who were quiet in the last second were mobilized.

Seeing this scene, Xiao Jiu smiled slightly, as if he had returned to his previous life, turning everything upside down.

It's just that in the previous life, he was the group of people who were inspired, but in this life he became the protagonist.

The crowd has been mobilized, and the mood is high at this time, and the next thing is to make a plan and think carefully about how to cut out the grain in the hands of these landlords.

In the evening, Xiao Jiu gathered Lao Ma, Zhang Ben, Jin Zi and two minions who had just been promoted to take charge of affairs to the council hall to plan to collect grain, and Xiao Jiu already had a plan in his heart, which was more like a notice than a discussion.

The first stop of this expropriation was the nearest village to the Hare Mountain, where the entire population of the village was about 100 households, but one-third of the village's land was concentrated in the hands of a rich man.

It is said that this rich man Sun is a scholar, but Xiao Jiu knows that in the past, when the cottage went to Jar Village, it was this rich man Sun who was in charge of it, although the villagers knew it, but they were powerless to resist, so they could only be oppressed by him.

At this time, it is better to use this rich man Li to collect grain.

The matter was finalized, and several leaders went back to their residences to rest, preparing to go down the mountain together the next morning, only Lao Ma glanced back at Xiao Jiu when he walked to the door, and Xiao Jiu just waved his hand and signaled him to leave.

When everyone left, Xiao Jiu was the only one left sitting in the middle of the conference hall of Nuoda, holding his forehead with his arms in a daze.

Others may not know that the government will not ask about robbing the poor in the village, after all, the common people in this era have no rights at all.

But to really kill these big families with grain and money is tantamount to breaking the rules of the game, and the foundation of any agrarian society is these landlords who own land, and to move these landlords is to challenge the authority of those elites.

Like a certain dynasty in the previous life, when the tax reform of "apportionment into the mu" was implemented, it encountered layers of resistance, and even the emperor who was rich in the world could not guarantee that the decree could be implemented.

But if the land is allowed to be annexed, when the rich have the world and the poor have no place to stand, if there is a natural or man-made disaster, it will be the fall of a dynasty.

Even if you have the supreme power in the world, you will be instantly destroyed by the anger that ignites at the bottom.

Xiao Jiu knew that if he wanted to get the grain of these landlords, it was impossible not to kill people, only one or two villages and towns were fine, if each village and town only robbed the landlords' grain, they would inevitably join forces to resist.

Even if he can temporarily suppress it with his might, once he loses power, he will immediately suffer a backlash.

If you really do that, you will only usher in endless encirclement and suppression by the government, and the nature will become a "rebellion".

But Xiao Jiu still decided to continue to do it, maybe when he first came to this sad era, he just wanted to live, but the more he knew, the more he didn't want to live in such a humble way.

Unconsciously, an ambitious heart was gradually awakened.