The four hundred and fifty-sixth chapter continues
Huang Hankun was stunned, knowing that he would be wrong. He smiled bitterly and said, "Just go and find out."
After the boy left, he lay down to rest again, but when he closed his eyes, he could see Lei Lunfu's resentful eyes and roaring at the top of his lungs. He had several nightmares in a row, so he simply stopped sleeping and went out for a walk.
Take some time to relax!
Huang Huangkun walked slowly around the streets of Guangzhou alone, feeling at a loss. The Confucian scholar who attacked him was already dead - Huang Huangkun did not believe that he committed suicide. It was probably the government officials who had secretly done something about it. He was in Lingao.
I had vaguely heard that the Kun Thieves had a blacklist of people who were against them. Anyone on the Kun Thief's blacklist would die sooner or later.
He was probably on the blacklist of Kun thieves when he was in Lingao. Thinking of this, he secretly regretted that this Lei Shizi was so daring that he could be considered a hero. How could he be like him, who escaped from Lingao in despair?
Like a bereaved dog!
Strolling through the streets of Guangzhou, which I have just become familiar with, as a big city in the South, although it is vast and has towering city walls and looks majestic, the whole city is full of twilight. Standing at the city gate, I can see the hot construction sites on the banks of the Pearl River and the slow pace of the city.
It seems like two completely different worlds.
Huang Hankun reflected on the plans he had made since the Kun thief landed. Every time he thought he had a plan, each one was as ridiculous as a fly shaking a tree. No wonder his father and elder brother both advised him to "know the current affairs". But he always
It seems like I can’t swallow this breath, it shouldn’t be like this!
But what should it be like? If we had said that before the thieves came, their father and son were either waiting for bandits and pirates to attack, or they went to the fields in person to direct the tenant farmers to work. In their spare time, they were building walls and building buildings.
Weapons, drill warriors, and no sleep at night. They have to get up every night to patrol to see if the warriors on the wall are slacking off. Especially in the early morning - bandits and pirates always like to choose this time to launch sneak attacks...
After the Kun thieves came, life became easier day by day, especially after Tiandihui contracted most of their land. Even my father felt much younger. Not only did he build lightly, but he also often went to the county to attend various meetings;
My sister-in-law seems to be living a happy life, as evidenced by the recent addition of a niece to him.
However, their family's status in the county has plummeted. The Huang family used to be "the pillars of Lingao", but now they have become ordinary village sages. In order to win the re-election of the county advisory bureau, the father and the eldest brother had to resort to tricks.
Doing all they can to support the various "movements" of Australians. Like a puppet on a string...
I'm really unwilling...Suddenly, Huang Hankun completely understood that the Kun thieves were indeed not simply changing dynasties. They not only wanted to change barbarians to Xia, but also completely changed the long-standing rules of the world. They didn't want to be like themselves.
The gentry share the world, and their fate is either to become businessmen like Lin Xiucai, or to become workers and peasants under the rule of thieves. If it is better, they will become "cadres"...
Huang Xunkun stroked his forehead and finally understood why he had been resisting since the thief came. In a world ruled by Australians, he would not have a superior social status, nor would he have the dignity not to kneel before an official. He would not be immune.
With the privilege of obtaining food, no one will ever call him "Second Master Huang" again...
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel a surge of energy and blood, and he felt like the world was spinning. His chest was tight and he felt like vomiting. He staggered a few steps and quickly held on to the wall.
"Eh? Brother Huang, why are you here?" Suddenly someone held his arm.
Huang Hankun calmed down and saw that it was Wu Ji. A few days ago, they had a long talk in the bamboo house. Yesterday, he came to visit him specifically, so he was an acquaintance.
"It's okay, I have a temporary lack of energy and blood, and I'm a little dizzy..."
"Brother Huang, you are also an injured person. If you are not going to be raised here, why are you running to the street?" Wu Dai was very enthusiastic, "Come on, come on, I will take you back."
Huang Xunkun felt sorry, but he felt powerless for a while, so he could only say: "Thank you, Brother Wu Xian."
"Easy to say, easy to say. I just came back from school."
Although Wu Dai was a scholar, he was very strong and supported him all the way back to his hometown. It turned out that he was still studying at "Nanyu Social Studies".
It was said that he was studying, but he was actually a "teaching assistant". In fact, he was teaching the younger students to study, while he studied the literature and prepared for the children's examination. This was very common in private schools at that time.
"Brother Wu Xian is knowledgeable. This child test must be from high school..." Huang Hankun had nothing to thank him for, so he could only say a few empty words of favor.
Wu Ji said with a smile: "Thank you, Brother Huang. I took the Boy's Examination when I was nineteen years old, and I have been wasting my time for ten years. I think I will win this time."
Huang Hankun secretly wondered, as the saying goes, articles hate life, how many scholars have been taking the exam for a lifetime, and they will remain a child until they die. He has only taken the exam for ten years, how can he be so sure that he "will win"? Could it be that some joint has been opened? Thinking that he might be able to benefit from hanging out with Liang Cunhou and others...
While he was wondering, the boy came back, and sure enough he copied back a list. I don't know if they were the ones who attacked Huang Hankun that night, but they were all captured by the county government together with Lei Lunfu.
Wu Ji was puzzled when he saw him taking the list and looking at it over and over. Huang Xunkun then gave an overview of Lei Lunfu.
"So it's him!" Wu Ji smiled, his face full of contempt, "It would be better if he died."
"How do you say this?" Huang Xunkun said, "Although he said he attacked secretly, he did not know what was going on. He treats the Kun thieves as if they were enemies, but he is also a loyal and righteous person..."
Wu Ji showed disapproval on his face: "Humph, he is not a loyal person. He is just a country gentry. I know a little bit about his background."
It turned out that although the Lei Lun Fu family was a native of Dongguan, he also had property in Guangzhou city. He often came to Fucheng to enjoy himself and had many contacts with scholars in the county school.
"This man took advantage of his rich family and some power in the county to gain power in front of everyone. His family bullied others in the countryside, tortured tenants, and oppressed the villagers. I heard that they even beat people to death in order to fight for land..." Wu Ji said that two years ago when the king's governor wanted to attack Lingao, Lei Lunfu jumped up and down a lot, and made a lot of nonsense, saying that "the thieves have no soldiers to use" and so on, inciting the scholars to go to the purple. Minglou "Kuanfu Shengjiao".
"Actually, he was preparing to snatch the woman inside. He even prepared the sedan chair and the boat to carry the woman. He was waiting to grab it and immediately carry it to the dock and stuff it into the boat to take back to Dongguan." Wu Dai smiled, "Later
Seeing that everyone was ignoring them and the government was heavily guarded, and someone spread the word that Zi Ji had already been spotted by a big shot in the court, he immediately retreated..."
Listening to Wu Ji talking about the "glorious history" of Lei Xiucai, Huang Hankun couldn't laugh or cry.
"Later, when the Australian Navy Division invaded the Pearl River, his family organized local warriors in an attempt to protect themselves. As a result, they were defeated and their whole family was wiped out. Lei Lunfu also became a lost dog." Wu Dai was very talkative, "Your hand
Although I don't know these people, I probably know that they are all similar to Lei Lunfu. Loyalty is out of the question, but it is true that they have personal vendettas against the Australians."
Huang Xunkun was secretly disappointed, and his fantasy of gathering "loyal people" as a team was suddenly shattered. He also asked about the attitude of the three religions and nine schools in the market towards Australians. Wu Ke gently shook his fan and said: "Speaking of which, it is a mixed bag of praise and praise.
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It turns out that since Guangzhou paid the city redemption fee, although the bandits withdrew their troops from the city, they actually left a great impact. Not only did Guo Dong come back in a grand manner, but he also started doing business better than before, and some of the secretive practices in the past were no longer needed.
“Let’s just talk about these Australian products. They were originally some rare toys, but later there were more papers and ink. Later, all kinds of needlework, iron nails, tools, and farm tools came in like a flood, and there were also useful but cheap items like matches...
The government didn't even ask questions, it didn't even dare to impose taxes..."
As a result, countless small businesses and workshops in Guangzhou have gone bankrupt.
"Isn't it boiling with public dissatisfaction?"
Wu Ji nodded: "Of course. There have been several riots in the city because of this matter. The government is afraid of people, so they dare not speak for the people. In addition, Australians usually feed them with money... Finally, the Australians are here
There is a charity in the city. If you really can't make it, you can apply there, and those who are willing to relocate will be sent to Lingao for resettlement; those who are unwilling to relocate will go to work at the construction site of the Great World outside the city - and finally they can still make a living..."
"First they harm the common people, and then they lure them into having food and clothing. How poisonous it is!"
"Who says it's not!" Wu Ji nodded, "They are wealthy businessmen and gentry with big businesses. Some have made a lot of money selling Australian goods, and some don't care about a few small coins and just have all kinds of novel Australian gadgets for entertainment. They are very friendly to Australians.
Good review.”
Wu Dai said that the big families in the city are planning to establish relationships with Australians so that they can get a piece of the pie.
The two chatted for a long time, and then saw that it was getting late and left.
"I have to go to the social sciences school tomorrow. Brother Huang, please have a good rest."
Huang Hankun tossed and turned in bed that night, feeling deeply that Guangzhou was the same as Lingao a few years ago. Except for the banner of the Ming Dynasty, Kun thieves were actually everywhere. It was already a wishful thinking for him to gather anti-Kun martyrs here.
. Seeing that the transportation I brought has taken a lot of time in Guangzhou, I have to make a decision on the next step. Continue north, to Fujian? Go to the south? Or simply go straight to the capital...
After a hot and humid night, the morning in Guangzhou was cool and comfortable. When the citizens who were accustomed to getting up late were still sleeping, Zhang Yu, the young owner of Huifu Lane, slowly walked out of the ancestral walnut cake shop with his schoolbag in hand. Several early risers
The old man who was laying down the bunk saw him and greeted him warmly: "Xia Mizi is back to school." Zhang Yu also greeted him one by one, leaving behind a wave of admiration: "You are really knowledgeable and polite. How long will most of my family learn to be like this?"
Fifteen-year-old Zhang Yu is studying at Nanyu Social School. He is a good boy in the eyes of his parents and a good student in the eyes of his neighbors. (To be continued.)