Turbulent Times Chapter 1447: I can’t live anymore

Time flies like running water, more than four months have passed in a blink of an eye, and it has arrived in the spring of the twelfth year of Daye.

Just when Wang Junlin started to consolidate the six prefectures in Hebei, Donglai County, and Gaoxuan County that he had already acquired, Li Shanfei, a giant bandit entrenched in the mountainous area between Boling County and Xindu County in Hebei Province, was getting more and more miserable.

To be precise, since the six counties of Hebei fell into Wang Junlin's hands, his eyelids kept twitching every day, and he didn't sleep well at night, because he couldn't get through the day.

"Death is death! As long as you don't get dragged to death by the poisonous king, it's better to make a decision as soon as possible!" Li Shanfei slapped the table heavily with his hand, and cursed with gritted teeth, but his expression and tone It's a bit tragic, and the strength in his hands is also a bit strong. He asked his subordinate son Lang to move it into the mountain from the study of a big landlord's house. Huoer.

But under his slap, there were a few creaking sounds, and it instantly fell apart. The porcelain, lacquerware, gold plates, and jade cups placed on the table as a facade were thrown all over the floor.

"What's the matter with you, Da Dang!" A few soldiers rushed into the Juyi hall transformed from a Taoist temple with their knives in their hands, and asked in panic.

Since the Poison King occupied the six counties in Hebei, the anger of their bosses has become more and more intense, and they curse and beat people every day. This is a well-known fact for nearly 20,000 brothers in the mountains.

The body of Mrs. Yazhai, who was kicked to death by him yesterday, is still in the ditch behind the mountain. I heard that some brothers ran to take off their clothes and played with them.

There are also brothers who look pitiful, but without the order of the head of the family, no one dares to let that woman who is said to be very coquettish be buried in peace.

"Get out, get out, get out of here, I get annoyed when I see you bird people, get out of the mountain, take a **** to plan food, go to be a obedient citizen of the poisonous king, don't come back, everyone Don't come back!" Li Shanfei raised his legs, one kick at a time, and kicked away all the soldiers who were busy cleaning up the "trash" on the ground.

However, these personal soldiers are different from Mrs. Yazhai who was robbed. They are all life and death brothers who have fought together. He kicked, but he didn't use all his strength.

The soldiers are rubbing their buttocks, even

Scrambling and scrambling to escape the gate, a group of people crouched in the shade of a tree, relatively silent, and then looked down the mountain and whispered.

The days are unbearable, although with the beginning of spring, the weather is getting warmer and the mountain wind is no longer as piercing as in winter, but everyone's hearts are getting colder, or hotter.

In fact, it can't be blamed that the head of the family is getting more and more irritable and angry.

There is no way, the 30,000 to 40,000 people who were forced by the government to rebel with the head of the family raised the flag, robbed the landlords and nobles of food and money, and then fled to the mountains to share the joys and sorrows. Going to the mountains, even half of them have escaped in the past two months. If the head of the family can be in a good mood, it's no wonder that he doesn't lose his temper!

Since the counties in Hebei were occupied by the Far East Army of the Poison King, tens of thousands of people who voluntarily or were co-opted moved out of the mountains in twos and threes in the name of visiting relatives, and then simply fled in groups. up.

At the beginning, Li Shanfei also sent his brothers to stop him, but some of the brothers who blocked him also ran away, and those who didn't run away were confused, and there was no real stop at all.

Only three months later, most of this cottage was empty. The wild vegetables that were usually regarded as treasures and smashed their heads to fight over had grown to more than half a foot high, and the leaves were so old that they couldn't be pulped. Go digging again, and occasionally you can even see delicious food such as rabbits and squirrels.

All of this is naturally because of the famous and vicious poison king Wang Junlin.

Originally, the people of Wang Junlin's Fanyang County had a good life, and the Du Wang's good reputation for the people has spread, which is attractive enough in itself.

As a result, after the Far Eastern Army occupied Boling, Xindu County, and Zhao County in Hebei, the officials sent and the new government established promulgated a series of policies to benefit the people.

For example, all the abandoned unowned land ten miles away from the county seat in the six counties of Hebei is divided into Mintun.

People without land in each county can go to the government to claim land for reclamation, and every adult man can claim up to ten acres of flat land.

Moreover, the government will also give away a set of the latest farm tools that the common people have never seen before and the legendary high-yielding seeds of Fanyang County, and the tax will be paid at half of the fertile land near the city

Accept. For those who have cultivated for more than five years and paid taxes on time, the cultivated land will be owned by the reclamator himself, and the land will be issued by the government without repudiation.

Leaving aside the other policies for benefiting the people, this one alone is already a piece of cake for ordinary people, farmers, and refugees from the six counties, and it will naturally bring about earth-shaking changes.

Not to mention the agricultural tools and legendary high-yield seeds in Fanyang County that can greatly improve working efficiency, the fields themselves are all flat land where oil can flow out with a pickaxe! Although it has been abandoned for several years, it was also ravaged by Blizzard in early spring. But put the fire on, and then use a plow to pull out a few furrows. Even if you plant some low-yield and easy-to-grow late grains such as buckwheat and millet, the family will never have to drink northwest wind hungry in winter.

After all, too many people have died in the past few years, and there are actually a lot of vacant land, and the living people can actually be allocated a lot of land. There is no way to live on the ground.

In fact, this is indeed the case. In the past, not to mention that the refugees went to open up wasteland and cultivate land, even the local people in Liangjiazi could not cultivate their own fields.

One is because there are no seeds in hand, because the people are so hungry that they can't wait to eat all the seeds.

The second reason is that many owners of the land are still alive. They are big or small landlords or nobles. Officers, soldiers or strongmen came to grab food, and they couldn't get entangled at all.

Of course, in the troubled times these days, all farmers are afraid that bandits will rob them of grain, making a whole year's hard work go to waste in an instant, and may even lead to death.

But it's different now, there are no thieves in the world who dare to rob the food of the people on the site of the Poison King.

As for the officers and soldiers, the counties in Hebei have long heard of the faction of officials under the command of Du Wang in Fanyang County.

Therefore, with these guarantees, and the evil and good reputation of the Poison King, many refugees and even thieves hiding in the mountains have moved their minds.