Chapter 613 Moore: The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom was still quite progressive!
November of the seventh year of the Tianli period of Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.
The locust trees on both sides of the official road in Dengzhou, Henan have already had bare branches, and dead leaves are rolling with loess flying everywhere. Under the command of more than a dozen officers from Guangxi old camp, the three hundred Henan militia carried the smoothbore guns eliminated by the regular Taiping Army and opened the way. The fields on both sides of the official road were scattered with bones left by wild dogs, and half of iron chains were also placed on the wrist bones...::
"The news that the Kingdom of Heaven was going to come to Nanyang in Henan a few months ago," Dengzhou magistrate Liu Tiesuo slept with a mouthful of sleep. A scarred murderous aura flashed across his face. "The landlord Lao Cai in Dengzhou slaughtered animals and burned the granary overnight. He couldn't bear to run away and sent the land to the names of his children of the same clan, and hid the wealth at home..." He pointed to the charred house with a horse whip, "See? Three hundred kilograms of salt were found in the cellar of Zhao Juren's house, and fifty stones of moldy wheat. This old dog would rather feed rats than share them with the tenants!"
Friedrich, who was riding a big green mule, pointed to the bloody handprints on the broken wall in the distance: "So you burned the manor?"
"Burn? It's too cheap!" Liu Tiesuo grinned and showed his yellow teeth. "The farmer's association nailed him to the door panel,
Let the tenants poke the bamboo sticks one by one, which is called "the thing returns to the original owner"!"
Bai Siwen hurried in the mule cart and muttered: "Brutal..." Before he finished speaking, the cart suddenly ran over a frozen corpse, and half of his festered face appeared under the straw mat, and he looked like he was starved to death.
Wanzhen tightens the curtains of the car: "It's not about the following...::
"After the fields are divided, the food must grow slowly!" Liu Tiesuo sneered, "More than half of the landlords in Nanyang Mansion have run away. Before running, I don't know how much food they burned, how many animals they killed, and how much gold and silver they swept away. They should be killed..."
Moore frowned and said, "The landlords elsewhere don't seem to resist like this."
Liu Tie locked his fist: "It's all caused by yellow skin!"
"Who is yellow-skinned?"
"The Henan Governor Huang Shijie of Qing Yao...:.:" Liu Tiejiaodao, "He is also the head-to-head priest of the famous Henan sect in Qing Yao...:::. The gentry and landlords of Nanyang Prefecture regard him as a savior and look forward to him calling him! It's really a dream!"
It turned out that Zeng Guofan's good student Huang Shijie did not become the governor of Yunnan as he wished, but instead became the governor of Henan, guarding half of Nanyang and a Shanzhou to stare at the thunder of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.
Although his territory is not large, Henan Famous Church has developed well under his leadership, and there are vague signs of being able to compete with the Datonghui.
Everyone walked forward for a while and arrived outside a very large castle. Liu Tiesuo suddenly rode his horse and rushed forward: "Da Fu! Your fucking personal soldiers are more generous than my Dengzhou camp!"
This castle is Zhangcun Town, a "Hushi Town" between "Qingsu Nei Township" and "Tiansu Dengzhou".
Under the earthen walls of Zhangcun Town, dozens of soldiers wearing sable hats hurriedly put away their foreign guns. The mayor Zhang Dafu met with his belly, and several gold rings shone golden in the sun: "Thank you for your hard work in Master Liu! The Xinghua Village Restaurant has prepared a full sheep banquet?
"Haoist your ancestors!" Liu Tiexuo whipped the other party's belly with a whip. "The holy warehouse in Henan is still waiting for silver to cast cannons. Can you afford a hundred or ten foreign guns?"
Zhang Dafu laughed: "Isn't this to prevent the yellow and skin? Liu Zhizhou, you are...::
Moore suddenly noticed that seven houses swept with grass beside the official road outside Zhangcun Town, and several people with vegetables were digging pits weakly.
Liu Tiesuo looked in the direction Moore's eyes and saw the Huyi. His face turned pale: "What's wrong? Your Zhangcun Town is so rich, and you still starve to death every day?"
Zhang Dafu quickly waved his hand: "It's not starving to death, it's frozen to death...:::. There is a porridge factory in Zhangcun Town, and there are merchants from all over the country who are willing to give alms. Even the beggars of Qing Yao next door "going abroad" to beg for food. It's normal for a few people to die of cold weather."
Liu Tiesuo glared: "Just the fuck knows how to argue! The National People's Congress has passed the "Corruption Law" and is about to deal with people like you!"
When Zhang Dafu heard the three words "The Law of Corruption", he shivered... He was really greedy! When officials from the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom in Huguang were greedy for money, they had to find a way to take advantage of loopholes, that is, they could make some money. If they really wanted to study it carefully, they could still get some stuff, but he was blatantly trying to make money!
"Young and young men, Huangshi Chen Shichen Wan is here again!"
Chen Shifang, the richest man in Daye County, Hubei Province, arrived in Zhangcun Town with Moore and his party. It turned out that most of the Daye iron he ate was sold to Zhangcun Town's "Qingtian Mutual Market"!
He lifted the curtain of Xinghua Village Restaurant and shouted, and then the aroma of the wine and food mixed with the fragrance of powder came to his face.
A horse dealer from Shaanxi saw him coming in, and slapped the Qin Opera, slapped the table and said, "Shopkeeper Chen, three hundred and four rivers of horses, exchange for five hundred tracts of pig iron, isn't it in the business!"
Chen Shiwan smiled and said, "Shopkeeper Li, I don't know what your horse looks like? He is as thin as a donkey, at most three hundred pounds!"
The man from Shaanxi slapped the table again: "Nonsense... I'll take you to the horses and see... They are all good horses from Hequ, and they can be used as war horses!"
At this time, the lewd words of pipa came from the second floor: "I touched my sister...
Following Chen Shiwan, Friedrich frowned and pushed away the guy who handed the cigarette paste: "Didn't the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom ban opium?"
"No?" Zhang Dafu followed up with iodine on his stomach, "You can sell it by hanging the 'Foreign Business' sign, you can see!" Under the plaque of "Xi'an Tobacco House" opposite, a shopkeeper with braided hair was cutting a braid, and a young man dressed in a scholar handed the opium in his hand.
"This is called taking each one's needs." Chen Shiwan leaned close to Moore and whispered. He was very familiar with the two "foreign masters" in Hankou, and then went north together.
"Daye's pig iron, the military horses in the northwest, and the gunpowder from the Jiangnan Manufacturing Bureau...:::. It can be traded in spot here!" He suddenly lowered his voice, "Five months ago, Marshal Li's aide also bought twenty 6-pound smoothbore cannons here..."
In the elegant seat on the second floor, Wen Xian finally found a familiar feeling. She looked good and was holding a telescope to scan the market: "The Shaanxi lady hanging at the door of the brothel... Is she really from Shaanxi?"
"There are also Gansu!" Zhang Dafu rubbed his hands, "Shaanxi, Gansu has been in chaos in the past two years......... From time to time, people rebel, Li Yaotou and Zeng Yaotou's soldiers have all gone to fight, broke the village, and caught the girl...
"Beast!" Wanzhen threw the tea bowl.
A sudden cry came from the corner of the street. The girl wearing mourning clothes knelt beside the straw mat, and the grass mark said "Selling oneself to bury your father, 20 silver dollars."
Bai Siwen suddenly felt kind-hearted and thought of his lost children. He took out his wallet, but was held down by Chen Shiwan.
He whispered: "This girl has been selling for two or three years and has deceived many people...
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"Ah, can this still be done?"
Zhang Dafu smiled and said, "I'm just making a living... There are so many tricks in Zhangcun Town, so I have to go through different ways to beg for food!"
You have to roll up even if you want to eat!
Friedrich shorthandedly remembers the street scene: "The smuggling of iron tools for horses, the transaction of opium and gunpowder, and the scam of human flesh for silver dollars... Is this the prosperity of border trade?"
"At least few people starved to death." Chen Shifang seemed to see the faces of the two foreign masters, and pointed to the porridge shed, "The porridge produced in the Qing Dynasty does not have a few corn kernels, so people can live for at least a while!"
In front of the steaming big pot under the shed, more than 20 beggars were licking the bottom of the bowl. A group of Ding from Zhangcun Town kicked the knot and squeezed it forward: "Get out after drinking three times!"
"Is there no one here going to Nanyang?" Moore suddenly felt that it was good to go to Nanyang to help the natives liberate their productivity:
Zhang Dafu shook his head: "No, you have to go to Xiangyang Prefecture to find a way to go to Nanyang, but not much. After all, the further you are from Haikou, the higher the travel fee."
After coming out of Xinghua Village Restaurant, Moore and others suddenly heard a tender chanting sound from a private school on the roadside: "A man is born good at nature..." Through the half-closed door, you can see several young masters in silk shaking their heads and shaking their heads. The old man knocked on the "Three Character Classic" on the table with a rhythmic sound.
"Is this a new school?" Wan Zhenyi.
"That Dengzhou doesn't," Zhang Dafu whispered, "The scholars in Dengzhou all believe in famous religions and are unwilling to learn the Western style of King Wu's "Primary School Mathematics" cannot be sold in Dengzhou!"
As he spoke, he secretly looked at the "British Master" Wen Xian, and saw Wen Xian nodding repeatedly and saying, "Okay,
OK, it’s better not to study the West, how good is it to recite scriptures honestly?"
Bai Siwen said sarcastically: "It's too late, it's too late to know that the Qing Dynasty is good!"
He took out a letter and handed it to Liu Tiesuo: "Mr. Liu, this is my handwritten letter to Huang Shijie...:::.You can find someone to send it."
"Do you know Huang Bapi?" Liu Tiexuo's face suddenly became gloomy.
"I know," Bai Siwen nodded, "But I'm not here to help the Qing Dynasty. The Qing Dynasty is about to die. I'm here to see its last side..."
"Don't go through the hair!"
In front of the border mark of Neixiang County, thirty Xiangyongs stopped the convoy. Although these soldiers carried brown bass guns imitated by the local method, their waists were sharpened so bright that the red silk wrapped in the handle of the knife was soaked in black brown with blood.
The group of people stared at the Taiping Army under Liu Tiesuo with fierce looks, and Liu Tiesuo's subordinates were not to be outdone, and they all bayonetized Brown Bess!
Huang Shijie's eight-carriage sedan appeared at the right time. This great disciple of Zeng Guofan, the former "Master Huang" of Etang Town, Daozhou, now has an unconcealed fatigue. At his thirties, his braids are a little gray.
He bowed to Bai Siwen who was smiling and was about to speak.
A Goshha came over and said, "The tenant from Zhaojiabao resisted the rent and injured Wang Juren!"
Huang Shijie's smile suddenly turned cold: "The leader is beheaded, and the subordinate is cut off his ears."
Turning his head, he smiled again: "Make Mr. Yang laughing, it's hard to tame a troublemaker!"
Chapter completed!