Simple or not, Huang Zongxi has just an idea in his mind. Without enough information, he can't be sure whether what he is thinking is right. Especially if they follow Chen Kai's idea, what will happen to them?

The biggest advantage is that it will not be the target of the Zhejiang Qing army in the next period of time, but if you want to find opportunities, you can only look at the actions of the Fujian side.

The opportunity to influence one's own destiny is in the hands of others, which is not a pleasant thing in any case. But on second thought, the anti-Qing movement in Zhejiang has reached the point where it is today, even if it is a great opportunity today

In fact, they were also brought by the Fujian Ming Army. Even if it was just Zhang Mingzhen and Zhang Huangyan, they would probably be beaten down on Zhoushan Island, just like they were in Chongming earlier.

What determines destiny is the game of strength, and those with weak strength often can only resign themselves to their fate. This is not what Huang Zongxi likes to see, and it can even be said that he hates this state of affairs. But in Zhejiang at the moment, compared with the word "pleasure",

What is more important is the long-term benefits. After all, only by surviving can we see a farther future.

"Perhaps Chen Kai has foreseen something."

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The low point of Zhejiang's anti-Qing movement stemmed from the Qing army's encirclement and suppression of the Siming Mountain and Zhoushan areas in the fourth year of Yongli and the fifth year of Yongli. It was also in these two years that the anti-Qing movement in Jiangxi was also during this period.

The Qing troops in the two provinces of Southern Jiangxi and Fujian were suppressed. Jie Chongxi, the governor of Jiangxi appointed by the Yongli court, died for his country in the twelfth lunar month of the fifth year of Yongli.

It was in the fifth year of Yongli that Chen Kai traveled through Jiangxi. Some opinions and suggestions affected the development of the anti-Qing movement in Jiangxi, but they did not completely change their downfall, but only delayed it a little.

In southern Jiangxi, this was not the main battlefield where the Qing government suppressed the anti-Qing movement in Jiangxi. However, the head of the fourth battalion of General Yan Luo, the most powerful of the Ming armies and rebels in Jiangxi at that time, was destroyed here. At that time, the fourth battalion was promoted

Luo Rong, the commander-in-chief of the Fifth Army, was killed in Ganzhou. The Qing government once excitedly declared that "if we win this canal leader, we can defeat and kill hundreds of thousands of people."

In fact, after the destruction of the fourth camp of General Yama, although the Southern Jiangxi region was still troubled, it was also because it was located at a strategic location connecting several provinces, such as Guangdong, Huguang, Jiangxi, and Fujian. Whenever there was a war,

Their reinforcements are always needed.

Especially in Guangdong, starting from the fourth year of Yongli Dynasty, the two vassals of Shang and Geng launched a strategy against Guangdong. Apart from the soldiers of those two vassals, the Qing troops who jumped up and down the most were the Qing troops from southern Jiangxi. For example, Hu Yousheng, Gao Jinku, Su Yangzhi,

Guo Hu, Liu Bolu, Xian Qiyu, Kong Guozhi, etc., etc., almost all the generals in Southern Jiangxi have been to Guangdong, some have been stationed in Guangdong, and some have left and returned, but no matter which one they are, compared with

When I left Southern Gansu, I carried with me not only the looted gold, silver, jade, silk, and local specialties, but also a lot of butcher knives stained with blood. I slaughtered Han people and was rewarded by the Qing court, which was also full of money.

Compared with the turmoil in Guangdong, Fujian and Huguang in the next few years, the local anti-Qing forces in southern Jiangxi were suppressed to the point where they had almost no room for survival, so they were relatively quiet.

Ruijin County, the easternmost part of Ganzhou Prefecture, is surrounded by mountains. The name here comes from the gold mine in Xianghu Town. It is named after "dig the ground to get gold, gold is auspicious". However, although gold is produced

Mine is not a land of wealth. However, a small place always has its advantages. In the basin, there will always be less interference from the outside world. In peacetime, even if the government's oppression is not too severe,

Surrounded by mountains and rivers, people always feel at ease.

The official road connecting Ganzhou Fucheng and Tingzhou Fucheng passes here. On both sides of the official road are acres of fields divided into pieces by streams, canals and man-made ridges. Find a higher place and look down. There are a few.

It’s like seeing a jigsaw puzzle. If you have some imagination, there are mountains, rivers, flowers, birds, animals, and ladies. There is nothing you can’t imagine, and there is nothing you can’t laugh at. With a few glasses of water and wine, or if you are interested, you can make it

A poem, whether exquisite or poor, can describe the scenery here.

In the autumn harvest season, the golden rice waves are dotted with a little greenery. The majestic wind blows and the waves roll, like ocean waves or a sea of ​​clouds, but there are no waves, and there is no mistiness. There is only the fragrance of rice wandering among them, attracting the attention.

People are intoxicated.

In a farmhouse not far from the entrance of the small village where Tao Qian's country house is located, the rice in the field was cut down bit by bit by the sickle. A bundle was put away, and the second son of the family, who was not yet married, moved it to a wooden barrel.

Hold the back of the rice stalk with both hands, first lift it to the right, and then slap it hard on the left inner side of the bucket. When the slap is completed, your hands shake slightly skillfully, and the movement is natural. This is to prevent the millet from falling during the next rise.

Scattered, and inside the barrel, there was a worn-out mat standing upright, blocking the sight of the other side of the dick, and also blocking the path of the forward splashing of the millet.

One side worked hard to cut down the rice, and the other side worked hard to knock the millet off the rice stalk. The harvest season is the busiest, and the whole family is involved, especially to see the face of God. The millet in the threshing bucket

After transporting it back home, the woman at home had laid a straw mat in advance in the sunny area of ​​the yard, dumped the millet on it, pushed it flat, and turned it over. The warm sunlight shone on it, causing the moisture to evaporate away.

At this moment, God is so beautiful that when there is supposed to be rain, there is no regret at all. But now, it is clear and clear. After a few days, the millet will be dried in the sun and then immediately sent to be shelled. Some people have stone mills at home.

Do it slowly at home. People like theirs who don't take advantage of such things are also found in the courtyards of mutual aid associations, so they have to queue up.

After the millet has been shelled, it is even more important to store it carefully - to eat it at home and to keep it as seeds. If you are renting a tenant, you have to pay rent. Even paying the public grain has no other meaning at this time. Although, if you pay it to the government, you have to pay it.

Those who have lost their landowners may not have enough left over to eat, but if they live frugally, pick some wild vegetables, hunt some wild animals, and do some odd jobs, they may still be able to survive a year.

Harvest season has always been the most bittersweet time of the year for farmers. It is always inevitable that the farmers will be starved by the expensive grains and the farmers will be hurt by the low prices, but it is always unavoidable in the farmers' hearts when they see the harvest of a year's hard work.

That joy, because with these, life can go on.

As long as there is no war or famine, this kind of scene will happen every year in summer and autumn. Even if it is not a peaceful year, or a famine, as long as it is not too serious, the people will

Most of them choose to endure hardships in their hometown. Perhaps this is in line with the saying that people are inferior when they leave their hometown. But if they really can't endure it any longer, escaping is an inevitable part of it. After all, they still have to live.

Today, the sun is still shining all over the earth, and the warm wind blows on Tao Qian's face, which makes him feel so uncomfortable. In a daze, it seems as if he has really returned to last year.

However, standing at the entrance of the village, worries came to my ears. I opened my eyes and saw that the waves of rice in the fields were much smaller than in previous years. Some were being cut, while others were not even planted at all, leaving only the color of earth.

, among the golden waves of rice, it seems extremely uncoordinated. As for this incongruity, some people are evading taxes and corvee and simply go away to other places, while some people have many people at home and have already finished harvesting. Just looking down from here.

And looking at it, the whole area looks like it's full of potholes.

Last year and this year were as simple as last year and this year in the eyes of the people.

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No matter which definition model is used, it seems that there is not much difference. However, the wars that broke out in Fujian and Guangdong last year have deeply affected this land. The two provinces fell, and the southern Jiangxi area was affected by the Ming army.

In the two-line flanking attack in the south and east, especially in the direction of Fujian, the Ming army had already entered Tingzhou Prefecture, the jurisdiction of the governor's office in Nangan, and occupied all the cities except Fucheng. And Tingzhou Fucheng was in Ruijin

It is sixty or seventy miles east of the county. Once it falls, it will only take a day or two for the Ming army to reach the city of Ruijin County!

"We have all served as corvees. We have been drafted several times. If something happens to Tingzhou Prefecture, we can just use the people of Ruijin County to make up for it."

"The recharge is pretty good. I heard from Third Brother Wang that they were allowed to go up the city wall last time. Fortunately, the Ming army didn't do anything. Otherwise, it's still a matter of debate as to whether they could come back in full force."

"That's right. I've heard that Admiral Huang of the Ming Army has a black horse on his crotch and a snake spear eight feet eight feet in his hand. He can decapitate a general among a million soldiers. Fortunately, there was no fight, otherwise

, even the Eight Banners Army may not be able to defeat them, but Third Brother Wang and his gang of peasants are not ready to send people their heads."

"..."

The Qing government had only one remaining city in Tingzhou, and most of the villages and towns in Changting County, which was attached to Guo, fell under the control of the Ming army. The city had to be repaired from time to time, and the people in the city alone were not enough.

It seems. In this case, reinforcements from the southern Gansu region are needed - combat soldiers, auxiliary soldiers and even civilians. They have been pouring into Tingzhou Prefecture through Ruijin County since October last year, and Ruijin County is inevitably being invaded.

The Qing army in Tingzhou Prefecture regarded it as a place close to the water. Otherwise, there was no war or famine here, so how could so many people flee.

"Mr. Tao, please tell me something. Everyone still points to you to make the decision for us."

"I know."

Opening his eyes again, Tao Qian spewed out two puffs of turbid air from his nose. However, this was all he could do at this moment, and he could not do anything to please or grudge: "We still follow the rules of summer tax time, our mutual aid association

We must help each other. Those who have completed the harvest must help other families. Men, women, and children in each family must take action. Especially for those families where the men are dragged into being wives or serving as laborers. They do not look at the women and children of the family.

The principle of harvesting slowly!"

The mutual aid association has a history of more than three years in Ruijin. At the beginning, most members wanted to seek some protection from taxes and corvee. But gradually, the mutual aid association took care of more and more things. The members helped each other and showed their talents.

For a long time, even if there is a legitimate reason for tight money, the mutual aid association will borrow some money at low interest from the grain reserves in public fields to avoid falling into the hands of loan sharks.

At the same time as the number of members increased, more and more gentry organizations such as Tao Qian organized mutual aid associations in Ruijin, and it even became a trend in the southern Jiangxi region and even the whole of Jiangxi.

These gentry used their fame to bargain with local officials. For example, during the off-farm period, the mutual aid association organized local people to repair water conservancy, build roads and bridges. When it was counted as the achievements of local officials, it was also regarded as serving in corvee - the mutual aid association was so tiring.

You can rest as soon as you have rested, and continue working after you have rested. It is much easier than having the watchful eyes of petty officials behind you, and the whips of yamen and helpers.

Political achievements are of course what local officials need. However, compromises are not just for these reasons. Praise from local scholars is one thing. The existence of mutual aid associations has given the people who join the associations a grassroots backer, and the bankruptcy rate has dropped significantly.

At the same time, things that are crucial to the government in terms of population, food production, taxes and labor have also been effectively guaranteed. Both sides get what they need. Usually, officials regard the gentry who organize mutual aid associations as local sages, while the gentry

Then flatter the county's parents as Bao Zheng and Hai Rui are still alive.

Here, Tao Qian gave instructions about the mutual aid association, and the village elders and the activists responded immediately. Speaking of which, they were actually very anxious, especially yesterday, when it was cloudy for most of the day and the grain was not good.

They are even more afraid that when a heavy rain comes, the rice that has not been cut in time will rot in the ground. Although most of their families have already done a good job, this mutual aid association is not just for them. If it is other

If the members cannot survive the famine, no one will be able to help them in the future when they serve as laborers or become slaves, and their wives, children, and children will be left with a dead end.

Several people rushed back to their respective villages to pass on the orders of the mutual aid association. In order to get help from others in the future, each household quickly adjusted its labor allocation and devoted itself to the harvest work.

There are also other people who want to join the mutual aid association. There have been countless such things in the past year. At this time, Tao Qian could not care about continuing to develop members. He had already established cooperation with some other organizations in the county.

The gentry of the mutual aid association made an appointment to go to the county government office together to talk to the magistrate of the county. Even if it may not be able to reduce the pressure on the Tingzhou Prefecture that the county needs to help, they must try their best to ensure that the mutual aid association

Members can take a breather.

Riding the carriage, Tao Qian hurriedly entered the county town. The appointment was for tomorrow, and he came a day early to pay a visit to his father-in-law, Lao Taishan.

After entering the house, his eldest uncle was a little more friendly to him than before. There was no other reason. He passed the provincial examination last year. Although his ranking was not good and he did not go to Beijing for this year's examination, his reputation has been improved.

There is a big difference. Even relatives are not exempt from this.

"Are you coming to the city to see the county magistrate again about the mutual aid association?"

Entering the study room of the inner house, my father-in-law was sitting and smoking a cigarette pipe. There were many smokers in the Ming and Qing Dynasties, and it was also generally believed in medicine that smoking tobacco could remove moisture from the body and be beneficial to health. Therefore, not only adults and

There are many old people and even children holding a pipe and pot in their mouths.

My father-in-law smoked Chaozhou cigarettes grown in Chaozhou. Normally, it was okay. Chaozhou cigarettes were sold far away, including Ganzhou. But now, this stuff is in short supply. The Qing government inspected the checkpoints very strictly.

For fear that the Ming army would collude with the local anti-Qing forces, most of what could be obtained would be smuggled in, and the price would be much higher than before.

Father-in-law is the only one in his life, and his brother-in-law naturally has to fulfill his filial piety. When Tao Qian came closer, his father-in-law had just lit up a pack of cigarettes. He was always smiling when he saw his uncle, especially when Tao Qian had just

When I passed the exam, but the last two meetings were indifferent, the father-in-law and son-in-law both knew why, so they understood each other tacitly.

"When I went back to my father-in-law, the neighbors begged me hard, so my son-in-law had no choice but to shamelessly come to the county magistrate."

It was also the title of a successful candidate, but when facing his father-in-law, Tao Qian was not rude at all. He said this with a low eyebrow, but his father-in-law put the pipe and pot on the table and waved away the waiter.

When only the son-in-law and his father-in-law were left in the study, the boy said with seriousness: "It is right that a good son-in-law can protect the village, but he must clearly understand the priorities."

"What my father-in-law taught me is that my son-in-law studies poetry and books at home on weekdays. This is not the recent autumn harvest, but it is related to the welfare of the neighbors, so I have to make a trip."

Last year, Tao Qian passed the provincial examination and his ranking was low. He claimed that he was not very knowledgeable and got lucky, so he did not take part in this year's examination. After all these words, he really did not take part in the examination. Ganzhou Shilin said this

Tao Qian's "self-knowledge" was quite praised. At first, Tao Qian's father-in-law just advised him that it would be better to learn more, but he knew that he should not retort after he said it, so he did not persuade him again.

However, when summer came, Tao Qian went to the city to see him, and when he mentioned the Yiwei Science Examination, he accidentally mentioned the answer to a question that Tao Qian had taken in the provincial examination. The knowledge points related to this question had been discussed earlier by their son-in-law, and he

My father-in-law clearly remembered that Tao Qian's answers were very good at that time, but his writing was much worse during the exam. Tao Qian explained that he was nervous about the exam, so he forgot about it, but in his eyes it was clearly a different matter.

"I know that studying is the best, and three years is enough time."

Tao Qian naturally understood what his father-in-law said. Speaking of which, his father-in-law naturally hoped that he could pass the Jinshi examination and become an official. This would also be of great benefit to the wife's family. In fact, his father-in-law was even willing to give up his precious daughter.

Xu also took a fancy to him because he had passed the Longwu Dynasty Township Examination.

However, Tao Qian didn't seem to want to be an official too much this time, which puzzled him for a while. Last time, when Weng and his son-in-law met, his father-in-law had hinted to Tao Qian that he should let go of what he should let go of, especially Long.

Emperor Wu had been dead for so many years, and the relationship between the emperor and his ministers had long since passed away. Since they had all taken part in the imperial examinations of the Qing Dynasty, it was naturally the most normal thing to become an official.

Following the hint from his father-in-law, the two men chatted for a long time, mostly talking about scientific research and official affairs in southern Jiangxi. However, they seemed to be very secretive about the great changes in Fujian and Guangdong that were just around the corner. Tao Qian knew very well.

, his father-in-law had seen too much the cruelty and cruelty of the Qing army, and he didn't believe that the Ming army could really turn the world upside down. And he didn't want to say anything more, so the father-in-law and his son-in-law talked like this until after dinner.

, it’s finally come to an end.

After informing him about the appointment with his friends tomorrow, Tao Qian went to the guest room on his own. Behind him was the bright light in the main hall. The moment he turned into the courtyard, the slightly dim corridor seemed to have lowered Tao Qian's world a few degrees. Looking back into the distance

However, Tao Qian's eyes did not linger for a moment. He immediately turned his head and dived into the deep path.
Chapter completed!