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, Zhou Jian, you go with me to see it."
Zhou Jian said anxiously: "Captain Li, you can't look at it like this. There are sentries near the dividing line in Qilitun Bully Village. As long as we step into the baseline of their village, we will shoot. If it is 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 hit by a bullet, wouldn't it be a joke?"
Li Guolou was startled. The sky was bright and the sky was clear. 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 Qili Tun bully Cun Zhengjiang. In the worst case, he would go back and forth. "The plan to wipe out every household". Label the rebel bandits' accomplices and catch them all in one sweep. Anyway, there are as many two-legged people in the Qing Empire as you want. The more officers and soldiers are needed to suppress bandits, the better.
"Grandma's hero. Is there any Wang Fa? Cheng Kun. Point a team of twelve people. Sun Yue. Point a team of twenty-four people. Go on patrol with me. Bring grenades." Li Guolou sent. Fierce, tempered, ready for war.
What kind of people were there next to them? They were all unjust masters. Needless to say, the villagers of Bali Village were very happy. They 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 were all ready to make a move. No one reminded Li Guolou that this was wrong. They just gave an "order" and went to assemble the team.
In the courtyard of Yunmeng Watchtower, there was a rumbling sound. Tension scenes that only occurred during Xiao Sha's war appeared. The soldiers roared at the top of their lungs during the roll call. Their blood boiled as 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. They walked on a muddy field path. A small river gurgled beside it and flowed into the distance. There were willows on both sides. It was the season when birds were singing and flowers were fragrant. .makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Li Guolou was riding in the middle of the team. He was still very conspicuous 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. A sea of people. Thousands of people surrounded it. There was not enough for one person to drink a pot.
The patches of wheat in the fields are growing gratifying ears. The green fields exude a sober atmosphere. Li Guolou stretched out his riding crop and pointed to the country. He showed off: "If we come in September, this will be a corn field." We can't go out until then. The guerrilla tactics will make our death ugly."
Dongqing was riding on a short mule horse. She nodded hurriedly and agreed: "That's it. Captain Li has a clever plan to remove the disadvantages. We will definitely come back victorious this time." She was hoping that the guards of Qili Tun would shoot first. If the first few officers and soldiers were killed, then there would be no way to resolve this knot. About a hundred officers and soldiers wanted to take revenge and massacre the villagers of Qili Tun.
After the team marched for three miles, they were in front of the junction of Balizhuang and Qilitun. The mouth of the river widened. The water slowly flowed into the farmland of Qilitun. Beyond the boundary monument, there was a row of large bluestones piled on the ground. Two large bluestones were piled on the ground. The boundaries of the villages are clearly separated. In some places, a row of birch trees is planted. The two villages are clearly separated and have never interacted with each other.
There are also two towers built in the fields in Qilitun. They form a corner. From a distance, you can see people standing guard with guns on them.
It was like looking at the terrain on the battlefield. In the distance, Li Guolou put down his telescope and asked, "Can the deputy team be able to defeat it?"
Cheng Kun sneered and said: "Captain Li, don't worry. If you hide in the wooden tower again, I will hit 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. .Don’t blame him for being so cruel and ruthless as to massacre 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. If you go any further, the shooting will begin."
The war drums had already sounded, but 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. He wanted 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. 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 knew the situation and lay on the tower without daring 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 walked in a zigzag step and approached the tower. He 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 a dead guard, and climbed down again carrying the captured spear.
Li Guolou looked at the fallen body and said ferociously: "You brat, how dare you rebel and destroy your whole family." He first stood up for his righteousness and persevered in a position that would not fall. No one could say anything nonsense.
Someone in Qilitun 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. It's 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. There was no memory in his mind. He had never seen this person before.
The middle-aged man had his crotch searched by both officers and soldiers. He stood in front of Li Guolou without dignity. He hunched his body and raised his head. He smiled flatteringly and said: "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. You forgot."
Li Guolou finally remembered. When handling the case in Huangcun, the village leader Huang Kaohao 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 boss Du .This matter has passed and I have forgotten it. I didn’t expect that we would not know each other without fighting. Today we met here.
"Oh, I remembered. Wang was appointed. Wang Daguan, right? It turns out you live in Qilitun. If I had known this, I should have gone to visit you first."
From the corner of his eye, Wang saw an erect corpse. Another guard who was tied up also begged him for help. He had all kinds of emotions in his heart. He knew that the officers and soldiers originally wanted to clear Qilitun. If they disagreed, they would bring disaster to Qilitun. Fortunately among the misfortunes, Li Guolou, the captain of the team led by officers and soldiers, was his friend. The crisis could still be resolved.
"Captain Li, there's a misunderstanding. Please be merciful. We have something to discuss. The children are ignorant and shoot indiscriminately. You must not label yourself as a rebel." Wang Churen begged and distressed. He kept bowing. When he saw Li Guo Lou didn't respond. He gritted his teeth and knelt down on the dirt. Then he went to pay homage.
Li Guolou sighed for a long time. His heart filled with murderous intent slowly softened. He helped Wang take office and said: "Master Wang, why do you call us friends? I will not mention this matter for your sake." That’s it. Where is Jiang Zheng? Why don’t you come to see me?”
Wang Churen had tears in his eyes and was worried. He finally let go and defended: "Captain Li, we in Qili Tun have the same difficulties as Qili Tun. You must not listen to the people of Balizhuang. Jiang is our big brother. Nephew, you brat doesn’t know where the world is. I will go back and enforce the family law. If Captain Li has something to say, come to my house and tell Jiang Zheng what’s wrong with him. I’ll beat him to death on the spot.”
A few words have clearly told Li Guolou that Qilitun is the world where the king is appointed, and Jiang Zheng is just the person he promoted to the position of Muramasa.
The power of local gentry is huge. Some of them are aristocratic families. Even the government does not pay attention to them. But there must be someone who is an official. Some aristocratic families have no one as an official for several generations, and they will soon decline. When the king is appointed to the family Today is the sunset. There is no longer the glory of the past. How can the power compete with the Minister of Punishment? Even Li Guolou dare not offend.
Li Guolou squinted and said: "Master Wang, it can't be the Hongmen Banquet. Did you hear the sound of cannons the day before yesterday? No matter how strong the fort is, it can't withstand two cannons."
When the king took office, he was afraid that Li Guolou would mobilize troops. Even if there was no rebellion in Qilitun, it would turn into a rebellion. He was the first to bear the brunt. Eliminating a big household was the favorite thing of officers and soldiers. He wiped the cold sweat with a handkerchief in his hand and stumbled and said: "Captain Li .I was born into a scholarly family. How could I do such a thing? Don’t worry. Give me face. I’m not a villain either. 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 cubs. 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 to you at the emperor’s feet will not yield good results.”
"Please, please, Captain Li, I will lead the horse for you." Wang Chengren used his ability to flatter horses and pull the black horse that Li Guolou was riding.
Li Guolou raised his voice and said: "Deputy team, please get on the horse, Wang Daguan. Let's go into the village hand in hand. The two people here are dead and alive. Take them back to Balizhuang first. 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 case of a firefight, he still had backup plans.
Li Guolou and Wang Chengren walked side by side. They had their own agendas. 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. He already understood in his heart 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 will the villagers of Qilitun live when they bomb the people? The truth is that it must be carried out under circumstances acceptable to both parties. .I can’t live my life anymore. Who will be reasonable?
Li Guolou was riding on the horse. Although he still kept his expression, he was no longer interested in using his eloquence. If Balizhuang suffered a loss, it would suffer a little. 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 of past dynasties reaches the critical point, there will be wars. Seemingly cruel wars are just the way for human beings to digest themselves. After great chaos, there will be great rule. Put the halo of glory on the head of the holy king. .How to solve the population crisis. Massacre 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 enclosure. Countless Han people were displaced. .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 him off and beat his muscles. Which way 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. Regardless of right or wrong, kill one party. History is written by the victor. He can write a glorious chapter on his resume. Just like the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom capital Tianjing where the officers and soldiers entered. Let a city be like He is born again like a newborn. But he cannot do this. He is not an executioner. He does not need to dye his crown red with the blood of the common people and wear a flower feather.
Li Guolou sat on the 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. Li Guolou was the first to speak softly. Wang Churen did not hear that Li Guolou wanted to let him go and no longer stand up for Balizhuang to ask for the 500 acres of land and water.
But it was pleasant to hear. Wang Churen said with emotion: "What Mr. Li said is, it's 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. I left Qilitun and went to the concession to live the life of a rich man. I wanted every plant and tree here. But I couldn’t bear to leave 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 good fields. How miserable can it be for a big landowner king who has everything he wants to have?