Chapter 285 Who Can Understand the Suffering of Landlords
The tasks assigned in the morning meeting were completed in half an hour. Li Guolou stood up and said: "In the morning, I will go to see the border between Balizhuang and Qilitun. Dongqing and Zhou Jian, you will accompany me to see it."
Zhou Jian said anxiously: "Captain Li, you can't look at it like this. There are sentries in Qilitun Bully Village near the dividing line. As long as we step into the baseline of their village, we will shoot. If it's a cow, where is it?"
The sheep has gone to Qilitun, don't even think about coming back. You'd better be careful, if you get shot by a bullet, wouldn't it be a joke?"
Li Guolou was shocked. In the clear sky and clear day, someone would actually shoot at the officials of the Qing Dynasty. Isn't this a rebellion? He felt angry. It seemed that it would not work if he did not repair the Qilitun bully Cun Zhengjiang. At worst, he would go back and forth.
"The plan of exterminating every household", labeling the rebel bandits' accomplices, and killing them all in one sweep! Anyway, there are as many two-legged people as there are in the Qing Empire, and the more officers and soldiers are needed to suppress bandits, the better.
"Grandma's hero, is there any law for this? Cheng Kun, order the team of twelve people, Sun Yue, order the team of twenty-four people, go on patrol with me, and bring grenades." Li Guolou sent.
Strong, tempered, ready for war.
Who are those people around? They are all unrest. Needless to say, the villagers of Bali Village were very happy and hoped that the officers and soldiers would really fight with the people of Qili Tun, so that they could reap the benefits.
Li Guolou's men had just made a war fortune, and they were all ready to make a move. No one reminded Li Guolou that this was wrong. After saying "order!", they went to assemble the team.
In the courtyard of Yunmeng Watchtower, there was a roar of wind, and tense scenes that only occurred during Xiao Sha's war appeared. The soldiers roared at the top of their lungs during the roll call, and their blood boiled when they rushed to the front line, infecting everyone around them.
A team of more than thirty people carrying spears and thirteen war horses, armed to the teeth, left the village and headed south, walking on a muddy field path. A small river gurgled into the distance next to it. There were willows on both sides. It was the season when birds were singing and flowers were fragrant.
, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Li Guolou was riding horseback in the middle of the team. He was still very eye-catching in his official uniform. Looking at the woods and bushes in the fields, the scene of an ambush emerged in his mind. If a team of them invaded enemy-occupied areas, they would be afraid of entering.
There are thousands of people surrounding this ocean of people, and there is not enough for one person to drink from it.
The patches of wheat in the fields are growing gratifying ears, and the green fields exude a sober atmosphere. Li Guolou stretched out his riding crop, pointed to the country, and showed off: "If we come in September, this will be a corn field.
We won't be able to go out until then, the guerrilla tactics will make our death ugly."
Dongqing, riding on a short mule horse, nodded hurriedly and agreed: "That's right, that's right. Captain Li has a clever plan to eliminate the unfavorable factors. We will definitely come back victorious this time." She hoped in her heart that the guards of Qili Tun would shoot first.
If the first few officers and soldiers were killed, there would be no way to resolve this knot. About a hundred officers and soldiers wanted to take revenge and massacre the villagers of Qilitun.
After the team marched three miles, they came to the junction of Balizhuang and Qilitun. The mouth of the river widened, and the water slowly flowed into the farmland of Qilitun. Beyond the boundary monument, there was a row of large bluestones piled on the ground.
The boundaries of the villages are clearly separated, and a row of birch trees is planted in some places. The two villages are clearly separated and have never interacted with each other.
There are also two towers built in the fields in Qilitun, forming a corner shape. From a distance, you can see people standing guard with guns on them.
As if observing the terrain on the battlefield, Li Guolou put down his telescope in the distance and asked: "Team deputy, can we defeat it?"
Cheng Kun sneered and said: "Captain Li, don't worry, if you hide in the wooden tower again, I will punch him right through."
Li Guolou said loudly: "Wave the Snow Mountain Lion Flag for me, beat the war drums, and keep the battle formation moving forward." He still maintained due restraint. If the opponent dared to shoot in this formation, it would be tantamount to rebellion.
, and don’t blame him for being ruthless and killing civilians.
"Dong dong dong dong!" The people on the tower took the lead in beating the bronze drum to signal the people in the village. The people on the tower broke their throats and shouted loudly, "Stop, whoever is there, go forward and the gun will start!"
The war drums had already sounded, and they would not stop. The officers and soldiers moved forward without hesitation, crossed the dividing line, and entered the boundary of Qilitun. No one paid attention to the shouts of the people on the tower.
A guard on the tower couldn't help but shoot into the air, wanting to warn the invading enemy. "Bang!" a gunshot rang out across the sky.
Cheng Kun didn't think much about it. He raised the Saspor breech-loading gun in his hand, aimed and fired, "Bang!" There was no sound from the tower, and his broken throat would never scream again in this life.
The people in the other tower shouted anxiously, "Master, don't shoot, I surrender!"
A long gun was thrown down from the tower. The guard lay down on the tower knowingly and did not dare to move. He was angry that another companion was blind. How could he shoot at the officers and soldiers? Isn't this asking for death?
Cheng Kun approached the tower with zigzag steps and shouted: "Get down quickly, or I will shoot."
"Don't shoot, don't shoot, I'm coming down." The guard obediently climbed down from the tower.
An officer and soldier climbed up the tower briskly, threw down the dead guard, and climbed down again carrying the captured spear.
Li Guolou looked at the fallen body and said ferociously: "You bastard, how dare you rebel and destroy your whole family." He first stood up for his righteousness and persevered to a position that would not fall, so that no one could say anything nonsense.
Someone in Qili Tun was already rushing towards the tower. A middle-aged man wearing a satin mandarin jacket and an entourage, with empty hands, shouted from a distance: "Master, don't shoot, don't shoot, there is a misunderstanding.
Listen to me, Captain Li and I are friends;;;;;;"
After the body search, the middle-aged man was brought to Li Guolou. Li Guolou looked at the middle-aged man in front of him suspiciously, with no memory in his mind. Where had he seen this person before?
The middle-aged man had his crotch searched by the officers and soldiers. He stood in front of Li Guolou without dignity. He hunched his body, raised his head, and said with a flattering smile: "Captain Li, you forgot about me. We didn't drink together in Huangcun."
Have you had a drink? Our armed forces in Qilitun were also bought by the foreign comprador you introduced, have you forgotten?"
Li Guolou finally remembered that when he was handling the case in Huangcun, the village chief Huang Kaohao had invited several big landowners from other villages. At that time, the big landowners in several villages wanted to buy guns and arm the security team. He also introduced them to the big boss Du
.This matter has passed and I have forgotten it. I didn’t expect that we would not know each other without fighting, but we met here today.
"Oh! I remembered that when the king was appointed, he was the right official. It turns out that you live in Qilitun. If I had known about this, I should have gone to visit you first."
From the corner of his eye, Wang saw an erect corpse, and another bound guard also begged him for help. He knew with all his heart that the officers and soldiers originally wanted to clear out Qilitun, but if they disagreed, they would bring disaster to Qilitun.
Fortunately among the misfortunes, Li Guolou, the captain of the army, was his friend, and the crisis could be resolved.
"Captain Li, there is a misunderstanding. I beg you to be merciful and to discuss matters. The children are ignorant and shoot randomly. You must not label yourself as a rebel!" Wang Churen begged and distressed, and kept bowing. When he saw Li
Guo Lou didn't respond. He gritted his teeth and knelt down on the dirt before performing the worship ceremony again.
Li Guolou sighed for a long time, and his heart filled with murderous intent slowly softened. He helped Wang Renzhi and said: "Master Wang, why are we friends? For your sake, I won't mention it anymore."
Where is Jiang Zheng? Why don’t you come to see me?”
With tears in his eyes and a fearful heart, Wang Churen finally relaxed and argued: "Captain Li, we in Qili Tun have the same difficulties as Qili Tun. You must not listen to the people of Balizhuang. Jiang is my big brother.
Nephew, you brat doesn’t know where the sky is from the sky. I will go back and enforce the family law. If Captain Li comes to my house and tells Jiang Zheng something wrong, I will beat him to death on the spot."
A few words clearly told Li Guolou that Qilitun was a world where the king was appointed, and Jiang Zheng was just the person he promoted to the position of Muramasa.
The power of local gentry is huge. Some of them are aristocratic families, and even the government does not pay attention to them. However, they still need someone to be an official. Some aristocratic families have no one in the official position for several generations, and they will soon decline. When the king takes office, the family
Now the sun is setting, and there is no longer the glory of the past. How can the power compete with the Minister of Punishment, and even Li Guolou does not dare to offend.
Li Guolou squinted and said, "Master Wang, it couldn't be the Hongmen Banquet. Did you hear the sound of cannons the day before yesterday? No matter how strong the fortress is, it can't withstand two cannons."
When the king took office, he was afraid that Li Guolou would mobilize troops, and Qilitun would turn into a rebellion even if there was no rebellion. He was the first to bear the brunt of it. Eliminating a big household was the favorite thing of officers and soldiers. He wiped the cold sweat with a handkerchief in his hand, stumbled and said: "Captain Li
, I was born into a scholarly family, how could I do such a thing? Don't worry, you give me face, I won't be a villain, everything is easy to discuss."
Li Guolou narrowed his eyes and looked at Wang Churen. He weighed it repeatedly in his mind. If you don't enter the tiger's den, you won't get the tiger's cub. If you don't even dare to enter the small Qilitun, wouldn't it be a joke? He nodded and said: "Okay! I believe it.
Once you are here, whoever dares to do anything under the emperor's feet will not be able to reap the rewards."
"Please, please, Captain Li, I will lead the horse for you." Wang Chengren used his ability to flatter horses and held the black horse that Li Guolou was riding.
Li Guolou raised his voice and said: "Deputy of the team, ask Wang Daguan to mount their horses, and we will enter the village hand in hand. The two people here are dead and alive. They will be escorted back to Balizhuang first and we will deal with it when we come back."
Li Guolou thought of the worst outcome. The two captured guards were evidence of the crime. In the event of a fight, he still had backup plans.
Li Guolou and Wang Chengren walked side by side, each with their own agenda. Behind them were only Sun Yue and ten other members of the militia and Dongqing from Balizhuang. Zhou Jian followed Li Guolou into Qilitun.
The earthen walls of Qilitun were lined with villagers armed with guns. The dense crowd showed that this was a large village. Li Guolou looked at the women carrying children on the street and their thief-like eyes, and he already understood why Qilitun
They will lose their conscience and seek to seize the land and water sources of Balizhuang. The population crisis has emerged in Qilitun. According to the principle of fairness and justice, how can the villagers of Qilitun live with the population explosion? The truth is that it must be carried out under a situation that is acceptable to both parties.
If we can't survive, who will be reasonable?
Li Guolou was riding on his horse. Although he still showed his face, he was no longer interested in using his eloquence. Balizhuang suffered a little loss. With so many people dead, it happened that there was no need for so much land.
This is the benefit brought by war. When the population in the past dynasties reaches the critical point, there will be wars. The seemingly cruel wars are the way for human beings to digest themselves. After the chaos, there will be great governance, and the halo of glory will be placed on the head of the holy king.
How to solve the population crisis? The massacre of cities is a regression of society. Countless kings still choose the path of massacre. The Manchus used this method to conquer the world. The land and residences in the capital were obtained by the Manchus through enclosures, which displaced countless Han people.
.There was no need to reason about the founding of the Qing Dynasty, but now everything is well-documented.
Li Guolou looked at the hateful faces on the street. The villagers in Qilitun wanted to peel off his skin and beat his muscles. Where to go, he had no choice, because Li Guolou already knew that no matter how he chose?
It's all wrong.
The best way is to massacre, no matter right or wrong, kill one party! History is written by the victor, and he can write a glorious chapter on his resume. Just like Tianjing, the capital of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom, where the officers and soldiers entered, making a city look like
He starts over again like a newborn. But he cannot do this. He is not an executioner, and he does not need to dye his head red with the blood of the common people and wear a flower feather.
Li Guolou sat on his horse and sighed: "Master Wang, it's hard for you to govern such a large village. It's not easy."
The code word had been sent out, and Li Guolou was the first to speak softly. Wang Churen did not hear that Li Guolou wanted to let him go and stop standing up for Balizhuang to ask for the 500 acres of land and water.
But it was pleasant to listen to, and Wang Churen said with emotion: "What Mr. Li said is that it is hard here. We have to support more than 500 households and more than 2,600 people. This is too courageous. I have wanted to land the land several times.
I sold it, left Qilitun, and went to the concession to live the life of a rich man, but I wanted every plant and tree here, and I couldn't bear to part with it. I did it for Qilitun..."
The nature of a landowner is like this. He must die on his own land. Li Guolou did not listen to the king's performance. Different classes have different ways of understanding suffering. They have rich clothes and fine food, beautiful wives and concubines, big houses and fertile fields.
How miserable can it be for a big landowner king who has everything he wants?