Xue Hong took a small boat and went up the river. Behind him was a strong middle-aged man who was responsible for rowing the boat.
Xue Hong stopped and walked along the way, admiring the beautiful scenery along the canal, and at the same time saw the most real life conditions of the people.
Because Xue Hong was handsome and did not wear the green clothes that represented his status, but wore common clothes, many "noble people" along the way even had evil intentions, and Xue Hong had to teach them a lesson.
For some of the most heinous crimes, Xue Hong even offered the service of the living dead, using his true energy to quietly interrupt the meridians in his spine, and he would lie in bed for the rest of his life! Life would be worse than death.
Along the way, Xue Hong saw many beggars, old and young, male and female.
This is a common problem in dynasties. In the middle and late stages, land is annexed and wealthy families accumulate wealth. The people have no place to stand on, let alone the savings to survive the disaster years. As long as there is a slight natural disaster, they will either sell their land, sell their children, or starve to death.
In addition, during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, capitalism sprouted, and businessmen's status was improved, and they could donate to officials to buy land. This led to wealthy businessmen buying land like crazy! Even at any cost.
What's more, the Ming and Qing dynasties have always been famous for their many natural disasters, which made people's lives even more miserable.
In addition, the Hou Jin Kingdom in the north was eyeing it, and the small countries in the south and west were also unconvinced, and wars broke out frequently.
Even if Xue Hong and the others brought the sweet potatoes back from Luzon, people would still starve to death! But the number would be much smaller.
If you want to save the people, it is necessary for the officials and gentry to pay food as one. Only in this way can the exploitation of the people by the wealthy families be reduced to the greatest extent.
As for capitalism and redism, they are not suitable for this era, are unrealistic and cannot be implemented at all.
There’s a long way to go~
Xue Hong leaned facelessly on the side of the boat, crossed his legs, and looked at the sky. As if to relax and comfort himself, he suddenly hummed a ditty.
"I feel so carefree and at ease."
"First, don't make a fuss, and second, don't worship God."
"If you have some wine, have a few drinks, and if you have some meat, eat some pieces of meat."
"You can make your own decisions and be free from the world."
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This song was originally about Jigong, but Xue Hong changed it slightly and sang it as a Confucian scholar and Taoist monk.
The interesting singing sounds float far away in the breeze.
Cao Hu, who was rowing the boat, shouted "Hello" after hearing this, but then he was a little afraid that Xue Hong would scold him.
After all, in this world, actors are so low-ranking that even ordinary people look down upon them! Doesn’t he think Xue Hong is an actor when he applauds her!
Just when Uncle Cahu was worried, he never expected to hear Xue Hong say: "Hey! Uncle, do you think this song is good too?"
Uncle Caohu was not scolded. He was stunned at first, and then said sheepishly: "I am illiterate, and I can't understand those elegant poems, but the free and happy meaning in the song just now is easy to understand and pleasant to listen to."
Not to mention, there is a sense of truth. Therefore, the villain couldn't help but shout "Hello."
Xue Hong regained his energy, sat upright, sat cross-legged on the deck, and asked with a smile: "How is it? Uncle, I will teach you, do you want to learn?"
Uncle Caohu grinned happily and nodded repeatedly: "As long as you don't despise villains, how can you not want to learn from me?"
"Sing along with me: How chic and comfortable I am."
"I feel so free and at ease."
"First, don't make a fuss, and second, don't worship God."
"Young Master, I don't dare not to worship this little fairy..."
In this way, although the words are similar to each other, the charm is completely different.
Xue Hong's singing is more about making fun of herself, and it already reveals a sense of freedom and ease.
However, Uncle Caohu's singing voice revealed longing and struggle. His voice came out in a roar, as if he was cheering himself up.
The singing of the two attracted the attention of the passing ships.
After half an hour, Uncle Cahu finally learned the song completely, with a satisfied and sincere smile on his face: "Young Master, I have learned it!"
Xue Hong put his hands on his hands and smiled and said: "Hahahaha! Okay, this song that uncle sang has a unique flavor."
A smile appeared on Uncle Caohu's dry and wrinkled face, and a pair of cloudy eyes shone: "Sir, this is the first time I have met a scholar like you. You have no pretensions at all. The scholars in the past were so proud.
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Xue Hong: "I only know a few words and have never done anything for the world. What should I be proud of?"
Uncle Caohu didn't understand. After all, in their perception, those who read and read were superior to others. This was their perception since childhood.
But no, during the Ming and Qing Dynasties, imperial power grew stronger, centralization reached its peak, and the hierarchical system became more obvious and insurmountable.
In this world, even if you are just a scholar and cannot be an official, your limbs are not working hard, and you cannot separate grains, you will not go hungry. The country will exempt you from taxes, corvee and provide subsidies.
Many wealthy families have no access to civil servants, so poor scholars are the best candidates for their son-in-law. The kind of scholar who is about to starve to death in the TV series basically does not exist.
Not far away, on a building boat, a woman wearing a bamboo hat and veil secretly looked at Xue Hong.
The maid on the side rolled her eyes and came to the woman's side: "Miss, that young master sings really beautifully, and his appearance and bearing are like those of an immortal."
The young lady was staring at Xue Hong intently. When she heard what the maid said, she nodded instinctively, but then she came back to her senses, blushed, and turned to glare at the maid.
Although the young lady was wearing a bamboo hat and gauze hat, the little maid could still guess her young lady's expression and stuck out her tongue playfully.
While I was sitting on the deck admiring the beautiful scenery on both sides of the Taiwan Strait, I suddenly realized something was wrong.
Two building boats are approaching another building boat, one from the left and the other from the right. Generally speaking, the two boats will try to stay as far away as possible to avoid a collision.
Suddenly, Xue Hong felt a strong murderous aura. This aura was very strange. The murderous aura was mixed with a thick aura of twilight. This aura was generally only found in people who were about to die or who were heartbroken.
And the dozens of people on the two tower ships all have a strong aura of twilight... They are dead soldiers!
Xue Hong took out a broken piece of silver from his arms and threw it to Uncle Cahu. Under Uncle Cahu's panicked eyes, he walked straight across the river towards the building boats that were about to collide with each other.
Sure enough, the three building ships in front collided, and the two building ships clamped the middle building ship, making it unable to move forward or retreat.
A large number of masked dead men jumped from the ships on both sides, killed all the servants on the deck with knives, and then rushed into the ship.
He killed everyone he saw along the way, as if he didn't want to leave anyone alive.
In the room, Miss Yu, who was wearing a bamboo hat and gauze hat, didn't know what was going on outside, but she immediately asked the maid to lock the door and came to the window. She seemed to have made the worst plan to commit suicide by jumping into the river.
The little maid in the room was also trembling with fear, but she still picked up a stool and protected it in front of the young lady.
The sound of fighting outside became smaller and smaller, which also announced the end of the massacre.
The two people in the room didn't even dare to breathe for fear of being discovered.
Suddenly, the door was opened with a knife, and two men in black rushed in.