Chongzhen looked at the hot sun.It's been a long time since it's rained, and the Jingshi is still like this, and I don't know what the northwest has become.In his memory, there seemed to be a great drought in the northwest this year, and Li Zicheng came out at the right time and raised the banner of rebellion.In the following years, locusts and plague took turns, turning this northwest into a ghost domain on earth.At this time, the big landlords and businessmen in the south of the Yangtze River were still living a drunken life, spending a lot of money to support famous prostitutes and support the outer room.At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Chongzhen even sold the ginseng in the palace to raise military salaries, and the famous prostitutes in Jiangnan could easily raise 10,000 taels of silver.These big landlords in the south of the Yangtze River, big capitalists, did not pull out a dime when they paid taxes, and some of them also evaded taxes and resisted taxes, but they sent a lot of silver to Qinglou.The soldiers at the border are dying of hunger, and the peasants in the northwest are eating people, and these Jiangnan scholars and famous prostitutes are studying all kinds of delicacies and appreciating songs and dances every day.A swarm of moths.Although after the Qing Dynasty entered the customs, the Jiangnan Anti-Qing Movement was in full swing, but what did you do earlier?
Later, millions of taels of silver and hundreds of thousands of stone rice grains were sent to Chongzhen's inner treasury.With a stroke of Chongzhen's pen, these things were transported to the northwest to relieve the victims.The peasants in China are the most simple, as long as they can eat enough, who will rebel?
However, given that our official group of the Ming Dynasty is particularly good at corruption, Chongzhen did not dare to let them transport these disaster relief materials.Chongzhen handed over the task of transporting this batch of materials to the eunuchs, most of whom came from poor people and knew a lot about the people's suffering, even if they were corrupt, they would be less greedy than the officials.Don't mention anything else, let's talk about Wei Zhongxian, although he looted a lot of silver when he was in power, but this guy never stretched out his hand to the peasants, but repeatedly rescued disasters.But what about the gang of officials, are they still doing what they do?
The emperor collects a mining tax, you fucking crying dad and shouting mother, the mine belongs to your family!
Is it reasonable not to pay a penny for mining?
The imperial court had no money, so they desperately increased the agricultural tax, and how many peasants were killed by the three major salaries?
This is your heavy farming?
Soon, the disaster relief materials were loaded and were about to be transported to the northwest, but Chongzhen knew that these things were just a drop in the bucket, and they could only save the lives of the people for a while, and they had to get money and food to stabilize the situation in the northwest.As long as there is no peasant army in the northwest, Chongzhen can concentrate on dealing with foreign enemies.To get back to the point, Chongzhen summoned Fang Zhenghua and Li Fengxiang, and ordered the two to escort the relief materials to the northwest, and sent a part of the Beijing camp to escort them.Next to the county office, in the stables.Huang Wazi was half-dead leaning against the wooden fence, and the shackles tortured him to death, even if he wanted to lie down, he couldn't do it.He was tired, and his bones fell apart.He was hungry and his stomach was growling.He was thirsty and had a fire in his throat.Huang Wazi looked at the sky with tears, he hated, hated very much, why didn't this world give the poor a way to live?
As his consciousness gradually blurred, he seemed to see clear water, white flour steamed buns, flower rolls, hair cakes, and even smelled the unique fragrance of flour.Huang Wazi felt very happy, hugged these things, and munched on them."
Wake up, uncle."
Huang Wazi felt a hot pain on his face, he tried to open his eyes, and saw a familiar face of his nephew Li Guo."
Bunny cub, I'm just about to eat!"
Huang Wazi's eyes were wide open, and her Adam's apple was wriggling."
Uncle, aren't you confused?
Drink water quickly. ”After saying this, Li Guo hurriedly took the cowhide bag and poured it into his mouth.Coo-coo.Huang Wazi instantly sobered up a lot, and endured the discomfort, he tried to support himself, "Li Guo, Ergou, why are you two here?"
”"Brother Huang Wazi, that dog's man wants to kill you."
The man named Ergou said in a humming voice, "I have a relative who works as a partner in Xinghua Village, and he heard it with his own ears. ”"These shit!"
Huang Wazi's eyes showed a fierce light, and he said hatefully."
Uncle, let's escape."
Li Guo found an axe and cut off the shackles, and Ergouzi hurriedly helped Huang Wazi up."
Wouldn't it be cheaper to run away like this?""
What then?
If you don't run away, sooner or later, they will die. ”Huang Wazi snatched the axe in Li Guo's hand and squeezed it tightly, "Lao Tzu is going to kill this dog." ”Li Guo and Ergou Zigu were stunned, both of them were honest farmers, and they were used to it, resisting?
They never thought about it."
Do it or not!"
Huang Wazi stared at their eyes tightly.The two of them didn't dare to speak.Huang Wazi glanced at them, stood up and staggered forward, he had no way out, even if he died, he would pull you up.Ergouzi watched Huang Wazi go farther and farther, and finally he bit his teeth, "Anyway, my family is starving to death, kill, kill this dog." ”After saying that, he hurriedly chased after him.Li Guo thought about it, and also picked up the cowhide bag and stepped forward.In the dead of night, the moon hangs high.Three sneaky cats are under the walls of a house.This family's house is actually made of bluestone, which is very conspicuous against the background of the surrounding grass huts.This is the old mansion of the local wealthy family, this guy also has a private house in the county, and has a few outer rooms.