A journey to the heavens starting from the Red Mansion

Chapter 128: Field Dividing and Expansion

Su Xinghe stood on the high platform and watched the riot scene calmly, always keeping a good eye on the situation.

However, he is happy now.When this group of people are still excited, they are afraid that they will become completely numb.

Once upon a time, he also came from an ordinary farming family.

The family has a lot of land. His parents cultivated the land and raised their brothers. He is the youngest in the family and the family is happy.

But who would have thought that these would be powerless in the face of natural and man-made disasters.

The family's land was flooded by natural disasters and they were unable to pay taxes.

You pay taxes when buying land, and the land is spotted by local big shots who want to buy it, and they use official means to rob it.

In the process, several of his eldest brothers were imprisoned and never came out again.

Overnight, the brothers were gone and the fields were taken away.

They were forced to flee and wander all the way.Back then, he and his parents were moving in the fields that had been harvested by the powerful landowners on the road, and they bent down to pick up chestnut ears.

There were also other people affected by the disaster. They were ear gleaners. Because their families had insufficient food, in order to avoid starvation, they took their children to the fields to find some ears of millet accidentally left during the harvest to satisfy their hunger.

If you're lucky, you can pick up enough food for a whole day.

There is a poem from the previous dynasty that says, "There is a poor woman, holding her son beside her, holding an earring in her right hand, hanging a basket on her left arm, listening to her talking to each other, and those who hear it feel sad. The taxes on their fields have been exhausted, and they pick this up to satisfy their hunger."

But after a short while, he was chased away by the guards of the field with their dogs. At that time, the vicious dogs pounced on him and bit him fiercely.

Fortunately, he finally stood up and limped back.

His parents starved to death on the road, and he almost starved to death himself. Fortunately, he was adopted by Wu Yazi, otherwise he wouldn't have survived.

Later, he practiced martial arts and took revenge without telling his master.Originally, he thought he would forget all this, but Lin Yao unexpectedly evoked his memories.

Looking at the people in front of him, he couldn't help but think of his parents' helplessness and loss of land under the oppression of officials. He could even dream of the tragic situation of his parents before they died.

He originally thought it was his personal misfortune, but he didn't expect that there were so many people in the same situation.

He saw the power of farmers and the power of the collective.Different from the anger of martial arts people, it is inconspicuous when separated, but it is so violent when concentrated.

"This is the power that is regarded as cattle and sheep by the powerful landlords. They usually look downcast and submissive.

They don't dare to resist when they encounter any injustice. They will just swallow their anger and just give a mouthful of food for the children at home, but this does not mean that they are not angry.

Long-term oppression and exploitation will arouse their anger. When there is no chance, their anger will stagnate in their hearts.

If you have bad luck, you will never have a chance to vent your life, but now their time is coming. "

Su Xinghe murmured to himself and couldn't help but recall Lin Yao's instructions.

"We must organize the most powerful force in the dynasty, and let this organization accept our leadership and command. If we sincerely serve them, the power of these people can be used for us."

He began to prepare for the establishment of a farmers' association in accordance with Lin Yao's orders.

Through the information accumulated by the Xiaoyao Sect, the Suzhou Urban Peasants' Association was soon established.

Most of the members have lost their land and are hungry. It depends on the mood of the landlord.

They had nothing to lose, so they decided to fight Lin Yao and Song Ting.

Originally they were still worried about the fact that the ants still managed to survive.But what Su Xinghe said next made them understand that compromise was useless.

"Song Ting will never give up after losing Suzhou. We will have to fight. If we lose, guess what those ruffians in Song Ting will do."

"What's more, we have handed the land into your hands. If you don't work hard to protect your own land, are you going to give away the hard-earned land to others?
Could it be that when the landowners come back and stand in front of you, you will kneel down and hand over the land you finally got to them again? "

Hearing this, the members of the farmers' association became more determined.

A shell of a grassroots political power was built, with Lin Yao's men controlling the core.

He also serves as supervisor and guider to ensure the smooth implementation of this unprecedented operation.

The first thing they did was to distribute land to those who were willing to follow them.

Land should be distributed according to the number of laborers in the family, and widows, widowers, and lonely people should be taken care of, and land in close proximity should be given priority to vulnerable groups such as widowers, widowers, and lonely people.

Because the situation is not clear yet, there are still only a few people responding.

The common people have little education and do not have a broad vision. They can only understand the things around them based on the knowledge passed down from generation to generation, but they cannot see the long term.

But this is also the secret to their ability to survive in such difficult living conditions.In the process, the leadership position of the Lin family rebel army was established.

The Lin family rebel army only has 1000 people, which is seriously insufficient. If it were not for the supplement of the Black Shadow Corps, it would not be able to complete the task of swallowing the elephant.

After the Suzhou Uprising is completed, the Su Jiayi Army will inevitably expand its army.

Farmers are the best source of soldiers. They are down-to-earth and hardworking. With a little training, they can have a certain degree of combat effectiveness. They are much better than those smooth-talking soldiers in the market.

The soldiers from the market, but even Qi Jiguang, a military master-level figure, felt hopeless, and Qi Jiguang was almost killed by these soldiers.

It is said that an iron pestle can be ground into a needle, and a wooden stick can only be ground into a toothpick.Material determines your lower limit, and hard work determines your upper limit.

……

five days later

Lin Yao led the rebel army that expanded like a snowball and swept away the large landowners near Suzhou City in one fell swoop and obtained a large amount of land.

Five thousand soldiers were obtained by dividing the land. If it weren't for the supervision of the Shadow Corps behind Lin Yao, I don't know how much human darkness would have happened along the way.

It was getting dark when we returned to Suzhou City, and the troops were very tired.

Su Xinghe prepared food and a place to live for the soldiers who had been working hard for several days to come back and have a good rest.

Finally, Lin Yao returned to the magistrate's office in Suzhou City to sort out the battle situation and count the battle losses.

The results were huge and the losses were small.

Only 20 rebels were killed and slightly more injured.

But relatively speaking, in the past five days, the large landlords and powerful landlords in Suzhou City have been wiped out by them, and the others are trembling at home waiting for Song Ting's rescue.

Such battle damage ratios are of course exaggerated, but they are not uncommon.

Thirty years later, on the battlefields of the Song and Jin Dynasties, the Jin people often used this kind of battle loss ratio to defeat the Song army. They even set a legendary record of seventeen cavalry defeating two thousand Song troops, which was a joke for a while.

Even the Jin people could come in and out of the Song Dynasty and bully them at will.

Having said that, those who die in battle will eventually die in battle, and the rebels will also suffer losses.

Lin Yao knew the identities of the deceased and learned from their nameplates that these twenty people were all landlords and powerful tenant farmers who joined the team later. Without training, accidents would easily happen to them even with the Black Shadow Corps nearby.

After a moment of silence, Lin Yao came to Wu Yazi and gave instructions about the funeral arrangements of the twenty war dead.

“When allocating land, priority must be given to the families of these people.

It is difficult for a family to live without its head.

You write down the addresses of their family members, and if there are other laborers in the family, you can compensate them with a lump sum of money and rice.

If there is no adult labor force in the family and there are sons, then give them some rice and money on a monthly basis.

Until the child is born, the child must be raised so that the family can have hope.

If you don’t have a son at home, take it to our core site and arrange a residence so that we can take care of him nearby. "

Wu Yazi felt a little surprised after hearing this, but also felt it was reasonable.

"Xiao Yao, are you going to take care of them for the rest of your life?"

"They dared to entrust their lives to me, followed me to the battlefield and died fighting for the unfinished business. I don't care, who cares?"

Lin Yao thought about the suffering of the people at the bottom of this era and said softly.

"The farmers have no strong labor force and can't grow much food. Life is worse than death. I can't just watch them live. It's too unkind.

From now on, this is our rule here and cannot be changed unless I die. "

These people will never get ahead and will always be stepped on.If not, why would I flutter towards a glimmer of light like a moth to a flame?

Wu Yazi stared at Lin Yao for a while.

"I see, I'll make arrangements."

"it is good."

(End of this chapter)