Almost every household in Pucheng County is busy, collecting shoe soles and making big cakes...
No one has trouble with money, making money is all that matters.
In order to express his gratitude to the revolutionary army, Wang Gao also organized a march for the people to drum up labor.
Eight sides of drums, eight sides of gongs, and eight pairs of cymbals.
Everyone wore red hero scarves on their heads, yellow battle skirts on their waists, and tightly wrapped legs, looking mighty and elegant.
Strong men carried big drums and beat them as they walked, while several people on both sides beat gongs and beat cymbals.
When the performance included horse riding, handstands, fork falls, and tiger leaps, the onlookers roared with cheers, whistles, and gongs and drums, making it very lively.
Li Zicheng was very happy. After Hengshan Yaogu, he could conquer a team of Yaoshan drums.
When the revolutionary army reaches Omi in the future, let those country bumpkins have a good look at it.
Now that the people have expressed their opinion, the revolutionary army has to think about it.
The army and the people are enjoying themselves.
When the news of the big show was released, huge crowds of people surrounded the two sub-venues.
The opening of "Military Song of the Revolutionary Army".
Public commotion.
"What is this song about?"
"It only lasts a few meters. It's really exciting."
"..."
The magistrate, who was hiding on the second floor of the teahouse, was secretly shocked. This group of thieves was so different!
"I would like to invite the commander-in-chief of the National Revolutionary Army to present a song "Father's Northern Shaanxi" to the folks in Pucheng."
"The mule at the head, the three lamps..."
"good!"
The audience applauded and whistled thunderously.
Li Zicheng waved frequently, "Can the folks behind you hear me? Hello friends upstairs!"
"... Goose Mo didn't drink, but why did he get drunk..."
The magistrate with red eyes slandered, why didn’t I drink you to death, you are such a disaster!
"...The yellow-necked native dog, the one facing south bites..."
The magistrate angrily cursed, "Why don't the local dogs bite the Tatars in the north?"
The other men, women, and children who were watching cheered.
Whether it sounds good or not is secondary. Even more people can't hear anything at all. They just join in the fun anyway. I have never been so lively at a temple fair.
It was hard to refuse such hospitality, and Li Zicheng became more interested.
"The band is ready, here comes the down-to-earth rock song "Revolutionary Soldiers Shout to Heaven"!"
"..."
"What the hell is this?"
"Puke, rock and roll?"
Musical instruments sound——
Li Mantian howled first, "His eldest uncle, his second uncle are all his uncles, the high tables and low benches are all made of wood..."
Everyone laughs.
"...Hi, hi, hi, hi..."
The harmony calmed everyone down.
"Eight Hundred Miles of Qinchuan"
Thousands of miles of rivers and mountains
Endless nostalgia
The story is endless
Throat opened
Revolutionary soldiers want to shout
Guys, guys, guys—"
Li Zicheng starts singing:
"...The revolutionary soldiers want to shout loudly~~~Shout so that the giant spirit splits the Huashan Mountain~~~Shout the old dragon to come out of Qinchuan~~~Shout so loudly that the Yellow River turns a bend..."
"...Move it, hit it, move it, hit it...Hi, hi, hi, hi..."
The singing was jubilant on the stage, and the demons were dancing wildly below the stage.
"Huzi, what are you shaking?"
"I can't bear it anymore, I want to roll on the ground three times!"
Not to mention them, the magistrate who was hiding on the second floor and quietly watching could not help but tremble.
"...Move it, hit it, move it, hit it..."
…
The art camp sang continuously all day long, and it was so busy that we could get down to business.
In the north outside Pucheng County, he returned to Zhao Sheng in the east; in the south, he returned to the revolutionary army in the west and went to the countryside to collect grain.
Li Zicheng also collected commercial taxes in the county.
Each store pays tax based on last year's turnover, with 20% for general businesses, 30% for profiteering businesses, and tax exemption for small businesses with an annual income of less than 50 taels.
Since it is a voluntary declaration, of course someone is cheating.
Li Zicheng angrily threw the account book, "Dishonest! There are bad people among the masses!"
A pawn shop only pays eight taels in tax, and the chicken yard only pays nine taels. Who are you fooling?
"Wang Gao, tell each shop to conduct self-inspection for one day and report again tomorrow. After that, if there is any tax evasion, all the homes will be searched. If a good citizen comes forward to report, half of the money collected will be rewarded immediately after it is found to be correct."
Zhang Xingjiao said hurriedly: "General, the students reported Gao Shenglou. The best restaurant in the county, the annual income is at least 1,300 taels. He only pays 10 taels in taxes."
Li Zicheng smiled and said: "Don't be anxious, we will talk about it after re-stating tomorrow. You and Wang Gao will handle the business tax matters together. Do your best!"
The two of them took the order and left.
Wang Gao was also a talented person. He found a very large guillotine from somewhere, sprinkled some chicken blood on it, and then carried it on his shoulder to visit various shopkeepers.
The next day, the business tax revenue increased to more than 2,300 taels, an increase of more than 20 times.
However, since they are neither traitors nor businessmen, we really cannot expect them all to be self-conscious people.
The tax pay list was announced, and there were a lot of onlookers. Reporters on the day were enthusiastic.
The revolutionary army selected five large businesses and raided them. Three of them had complete evidence and immediately ransacked their homes. The shopkeepers and owners wore high hats and paraded through the streets.
The other two families may not be innocent, but the evidence is not sufficient, so let them go.
Li Zicheng looked at the overflowing warehouse and became worried. There was so much money that he couldn't spend it all!
Spread your money!
There are gifts of silver from top to bottom in the yamen, five hundred taels for the county magistrate, and five hundred taels for the ordinary servants.
The money was so hot that the county magistrate couldn't laugh or cry.
He is not short of money, and his annual regular income is three to four thousand taels. This is an unspoken rule that every magistrate in the world knows very well.
Hai Rui is the only one who refuses to accept the norm.
The evil-minded officials will continue to scrape the land. In a place like Pucheng, where commerce is prosperous and there are nearly two million acres of fertile plain land, the magistrate can usually make seven or eight thousand silver a year.
Since the "rogue bandits" didn't force me and gave me money, the county magistrate didn't want to throw himself into the well anymore, so he just had to live. I hope he could fool the people in the city.
Scholars also received complimentary silver.
Tongsheng has twenty taels; scholars and higher up, ranging from fifty taels to one hundred taels.
There were quite a few tough guys who refused to accept it. Li Zicheng didn't take it seriously and donated the money to the Confucian Temple. It was Jiaoyu's turn to worry again. To accept it or not to accept it? This is a big question.
There are benefits to the common people, but the money is not given away for free. Whether in the city or outside the city, all kinds of materials are purchased at ten times the price. If you are really poor and can't provide anything, then don't you still have labor force? You can entrust processing or sweep the streets.
Go ahead, the starting salary is one tael of silver.
A strange operation made everyone in Pucheng happy, young and old.
Only the local tycoons complained secretly, fearing that they would not be able to eat meat for some time in the future. All the pigs and sheep from far and near were slaughtered by the revolutionary army. However, they also took the opportunity to sell out warehouses full of rice and flour, making a huge profit.
What this group of "rogue bandits" did was so unexpected that even Wang Jinde, who was living in seclusion in the countryside, was intrigued and went into the city.
Wang Jinde was a Jinshi during the Wanli period. He did not serve as an official. He loved reading and devoted himself to calligraphy. The old man had the temperament of Tao Yuanming of the Jin Dynasty. He lived in seclusion at the foot of Jinchi Mountain, next to the tomb of Li Dan, Emperor Ruizong of the Tang Dynasty.
After Li Zicheng received the letter, he hurriedly sent Zhang Xingjiao to recruit him, but was rejected without surprise. He went out personally again, but was rejected without even seeing him in person.
Pedantic old man!
Li Zicheng was too lazy to spend any time on him.
On the other hand, there were three boys and one scholar who had become a "thief", and they were all poor people who had not had enough to eat.
Li Zicheng also wanted to recruit Wang Wenchang, a martial arts examiner, to no avail. However, the other party had a good attitude. He hoped that he could live for a few more years and persist until the day when the revolutionary army came again. He probably still hoped to conquer him.
People in Pucheng joined the army enthusiastically, and the revolutionary army has grown to more than 2,500 people, with three posts in total.
If it weren't for Li Zicheng's pressure, the number of people would have increased to four to five thousand.
However, the training could not keep up, and there were too many people to ask for help. Besides, several of the sentry commanders were not very qualified. But there was no time to teach.
On March 11, while Li Zicheng was teaching how to measure longitude and latitude step by step, a letter came from the big palm board summoning eight teams to go north.
Zhang Cunmeng felt that he had enough troops and food, so he wanted to find a place where he could stay permanently.
On the ninth day of March in the past, Shen Yikui sent Sun Jiye, Ru Chengming and other more than 60 leaders, large and small, to lead 30,000 people to accept the recruitment in Ningzhou, Gansu. Among them were 3,000 cavalry and more than 2,000 front troops.
At the same time, the relief funds allocated by the emperor were on the way, and Yang He, the governor of the three sides, breathed a sigh of relief.
Next, he will deal with the rogue bandits in Guanzhong.
The magistrate of Pucheng had frequent correspondence with Fucheng before, but not even half of the anti-bandit troops were sent there. This time there is finally hope. But now the master feels that it is good that the revolutionary army has come, and the rule has never been so prosperous and stable.
.Those big business owners who never looked down on him all behaved with their tail between their legs, which was refreshing.
Li Zicheng no longer has time to play with him.
Zhao Sheng, the lamplighter, led his team to leave first, but the commander-in-chief delayed the departure until the 17th. He still had time to chase rabbits outside the city with his newly acquired small dog.
Before leaving, the revolutionary army distributed a large amount of money in the county town, and each household was given another five taels. The people went crazy, and the procession to see off the revolutionary army lined up for two miles.
Naturally, the two "doglegs" Wang Gao and Zhang Xingjiao did not dare to stay. Even Hu Zi abducted Lan Huahua and joined the revolutionary army.
The magistrate watched the "rogue bandits" go away from the top of the city with mixed feelings in his heart.
…
After passing Baishui County, the revolutionary army plunged into the mountains.
One day after the army marched, Li Zicheng encountered a peasant army returning from Shanxi in Yijun County.
As Cao Wenzhao and Xuan's army stepped up their siege on the Hequ occupied by Wang Jiayin, several leaders felt bad and slipped back to Shaanxi.
The Sky Monkey was defeated as soon as he returned to his hometown. Fortunately, the army targeted the lamplighter Zhao Sheng near the central county, and he escaped.
He gave Li Zicheng some instructions, then turned around and went into the mountains.
By the time the revolutionary army arrived in the central part, Zhao Sheng had disappeared.
What I heard from the villagers was that the second team was beheaded at level 120.
However, there are thirty-five heads of good people among them.
Because the first meritorious service in the Ming Dynasty was at level 120, the officers and soldiers always had to gather together to claim the credit.
Donkey day!
The revolutionary army continued to move north, hiding some money, grain and grass along the way. Anyway, the team would soon move south again.
Li Zicheng encountered several more peasant armies in Yanzhou, Ganquan and other places. They were not large in scale and they also came back from Shanxi.
The commander-in-chief asked them about the situation in the Jin region and repaired his troops in the mountains.
Three days later, the scout sent a reply.
Zhang Cunmeng, the Winged Tiger Lei Meng, and the Zijin Dragon Sun Decai peasant army united to establish Seventeen Sentries and Sixty-Four Villages in his hometown of Xichuan.
Xichuan is located west of Suide, in the mountainous area between the Dali River and the Dali River. Originally there were four hundred-household stations along the Dali River and one hundred-household station along the Xiaoli River, but they were later moved away.
Zhang Cunmeng had robbed a lot of property, so of course he wanted to return home in fine clothes.
But that place is destined to have no future.
First of all, there is a shortage of food in the mountainous areas; if a "roving bandit" becomes a "sitting bandit", he will definitely be surrounded and suppressed by heavy troops after taking root. It is not that easy to occupy a base area for farming.
Li Zicheng hurried to Xichuan, but Zhao Sheng was still not there. The second team was chased by the army all the way to Jiazhou (Jia County).
Zhang Cunmeng is planning to attack Mizhi.
There were Suide and Mizhi nearby. He didn't dare to mess with Suide.
Of course, Mizhi can't be beaten by him, because that's Li Zicheng's home base.
"Who dares to touch Mizhi? Let's have a fight with me first!" This chapter has been completed!
