Chapter 601 Moore: This is the destruction of the rural petty bourgeoisie by industrialized organizational capabilities!
Chapter 603 Moore: This is the destruction of the rural petty bourgeoisie by industrialized organizational capabilities!
At the 10th hour of the 9th day of September, on the burgundy field outside the Wang family's mansion, there were two or three thousand villagers gathered from Yaocun Town and its nearby towns, and they had already surrounded the place with a full set of people, and everyone stretched their necks.
I want to clearly see the scene of the Kong family's master's announcement of the division of Kong family's fields.
Moore, Friedrich, Bai Siwen, Hong Ren and Wei Changhui were also in a corner of the sanitary yard, each sitting in a sauna chair, with a few tables in front of him. In order not to attract attention, several people all changed into ordinary robes. Moore and Friedrich also covered their hair with hats. They were not careful, and no one knew that they were foreigners.
Ma Baocai sat upright on a temporary wooden table, wearing a red robe, a round hat, and pressing the handle of the knife in his hand, majestic.
Ma Bao suddenly shouted: "Please ask Vice President Kong Xuan Shu!"
Kong Fanxu, vice president of the Shandong Provincial Farmers Association of Taiping Kingdom, also wore a red robe and walked up to the wooden platform tremblingly. He looked at the poor and lower-middle peasants who were suffering from two or three thousand, spreading Huang Ling's hands trembled like sieve, and his voice was trembling: "I am waiting for Shandong scholars and people, saying: I heard that the way of heaven is selfless and the virtues of the earth are equal. Now the Holy Dynasty has begun to rise and reform the old and the innovation,
Although I am respectful in order to rank my clothes, how dare I quarrel against my destiny? In the past, the three generations of people who cultivated their land, and the few foxes alone had something to support them. This is the foundation of the great harmony of the world. I am willing to follow the legacy of ancient sages, sacrifice the whole family to the land, share all the private land with the tenants, and forever abandon the heavy rent and heavy debts.
After checking Shandong prefectures and counties, seven out of ten fertile soil have returned to the powerful, and the poor have no place to stand. Every year, spring famine,
Those who sell their wives look at each other in Taoism. My ministers and others have witnessed their hearts. Now, I will inherit the sages of the Heavenly King. How dare I not give them all my money? Confucius and Mencius,
Yan and Zeng all the sacrifices of the surnames were measured by the farmers' association; all the bonds in previous years, regardless of principal and interest, were burned.
The Emperor of Heaven was the king of Heaven, who carried out the Tang and Wu revolution, and followed the Zhou Gong's heart of giving birth. The land of Qi and Lu was no longer hungry. The fields and fields were all the fields of the prosperous land of Guizhou. Although the ministers were indifferent, they did not dare to go against the will of heaven or the will of the people. They only wanted to imitate the old system of land, and the tax was in nine or one place, and there were few people who could get their place, so that the world could be expected to be harmonious!
Confucius, Kong Fanxu, and others bowed their heads again...::.:
After Kong Fanxu finished reading the memorial, he looked at Ma Baocai. Ma Baocai gently waved his hand and asked him to stand aside first, then pointed to a group of landlords in Yaocun Town standing alone under the wooden platform, and shouted: "Are you willing to take out the land and divide it?"
Give up...of course I don’t want to let go!
But they love to live too much! And they have no capital to bear to let go. As Moore and Friedrich analyzed, these Chinese landlords are actually not worthy of being called feudal. According to European standards, they are actually rural petty bourgeoisie.
As a petty bourgeoisie, he must be weak! If he is not strong enough, he will become a poor peasant if he is not careful. How can he be not weak?
If you don’t have the strength, you can only rely on the big bourgeoisie or feudal lords. China currently has no "big capital", and these Eight Banner feudal groups that the rural petty bourgeoisie have already lost. How can they not defeat?
"I'm willing to give up! I'm willing to give up!"
"We are willing to give all our land and follow the kingdom of heaven to worship God!"
"No, no, no, I don't want my property...
Kong Zhaoming, Yao Wenxue, and Meng Guanglu immediately shouted: They all regarded the landlords as being in difficulty. Their family had only 20 to 30 acres of land. They had not collected all rents in the past two years, and they were just a situation where they could not eat enough and could not starve to death. They had no strength to resist the farmers' association of the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom.
As soon as they took the lead, the other landlords with a little more land were scared in an instant, and they all firmly demanded to divide their own land.
Moore, who was watching from the side, recorded in his notebook: "When the Shandong Farmers Association with industrial efficiency was organized, a small number of feudal lords and a large number of rural petty bourgeoisie in Shandong could only choose to surrender.
However, European trade unions face industrial capital that also has the ability to organize industrially..."
"Friends!" Ma Baocai's shouting interrupted Moore's thoughts. He looked up and found that the leader of the peasant association had stood up from the chair, put his hands on his hips, waved his hands, and announced loudly: "Tell everyone good news..... The meeting of the kings of the Heaven Kingdom has approved Vice President Kong's memorial! Shandong's 'Ita Junta' will start from our Yaocun Town!"
"Long live! Long live the Heavenly King!"
"Worship God in the land!"
"Divid the land and seek harmony!"
Some of the farmers below immediately took the lead and shouted, and then two or three thousand farmers cheered together!
"Come on! Take the lord Wang, who is so sinful, up!"
With Kong Fanxu's shout, the second phase of the Yaocun Town Land Division Conference began to public trial of Wang Juren one by one!
It’s a struggle!
Of course, there must be a target of struggle. A top Shandong rich family like Kong Fanxu has the value of united front and is also weak.
The best surrender, of course, he will have a new life. Wang Juren from Yaocun Town is a man who is not qualified to be united in the front line. He wants to be the same as Kong Zhaoming, Yao Wenxue, and Meng Guanglu...:::. He is reluctant to let go (there is more land), and he has a blood debt in his hand, so he can only fill the knife.
"Don't you be so damn fart!"
Juren Wang was pushed onto the stone mill with his arms and his arms were cut back. The crotch of the silk pants was still dripping yellow water, but he was still unwilling to accept it: "My surname is Kong, what qualifications do you have to review me? In the fifth year of Xianfeng, did I have to force me to rent when I was flooded?
You, the third master of the Kong family, forced us to hand over the group to donate, would I take people down to urge the rent? If I don’t urge you, you will come and kill my whole family...
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"Stop!" Kong Fanxu blew up, his face full of fear, "Wang Shouren, I want to kill your whole family, but I didn't ask you to kill the farmers below...:::. Your family has been plundering the people's paste for so many years, so can't you take out some old foundation?" He waved his sleeves and pointed to the property piled on the gravel field, "Look...:::. There are twenty baskets of copper coins alone, hundreds of debt deeds, five hundred taels of silver, and so many silks and cotton cloth... Can't you take out some?"
"Your family's money is ten thousand times more than mine, why don't you take it out?" Wang Juren cursed, "You are also worthy of Kong's surname? All the people in Yansheng Gong's Mansion have been thrown away for you.::::
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Bai Siwen translated the conversation on the stage into English in all kinds of ways, and then said to Moore and Friedrich: "The Yanshenggong family is feudal, and Qufu county is his territory, but he has no backbone, and whoever comes will surrender!"
Moore smiled and said, "Maybe it was because his family did not have any combat power that the Chinese emperors regarded him as a vase in Qufu? Is this not true feudalism, it is just the offering of the royal power to the divine power... The Taiping Heavenly Kingdom obviously intends to continue to offer Confucius' tablets."
"Vice President Kong, what he said is true?" On the high platform, Ma Baocai was already smiling and questioning Kong Fanxu.
In fact, he had known what Kong Fanxu did in the Qing Dynasty for a long time, but as long as he could surrender, this was not a problem. Now I asked it just to give an explanation to the people below.
"The lower official is guilty!"
Kong Fanxu suddenly knelt down and kowtowed: "Yan Shenggong Mansion is willing to offer 630,000 mu of land, and abolish the debt of 908,000 taels!"
"Sixty-three thousand acres of land, more than nine hundred thousand debts...\n is enough to atone for sins!" Ma Baocai asked again, "What should the king do with it?"
Kong Fanxu gritted his teeth and said, "Kill!"
The ghost-headed sword in Huizi's hand was raised, and a cold light flashed, and a big head rolled to the ground!
Kong Fanxu sat on the ground, looking at the house lying in a pool of blood, and his whole body was soaked with sweat. Suddenly, thick smoke came out of the direction of Qufu City, and then a horse rode on the pond and galloped over: "Report to Kong Fanxun open the city gate to welcome the Hunan bandit Wang Xin!"
This shout almost scared Kong Fanxu to death. Kong Fanxun was his biological brother! He knelt with him before, and he was also a famous scholar, Shandong Dafang Zhitou, to be able to earn a salary by reciting some Confucian scriptures every day, and to continue living in the mansion of Confucius. What's wrong with it? He actually turned it back...\n
Ma Bao suddenly laughed: "Okay, okay, just wait for them to rebel...:::. Otherwise, the 30,000 Shandong peasant militia mobilized by my official would have no place to use their skills!"
Bai Siwen suddenly grabbed Moore's sleeve: "He not only has 30,000 peasant soldiers, but also 1,000 guards from Zuo Zongtang...:::.They are the elite who have fought against the Petropavlovsk Fortress on the Kamchatka Peninsula!"
At this moment, a bean-like gunshot came faintly from the southeast direction. It was the three-year-old rifled gun in Tianli that was announcing the arrival of a new era!
"This is not anti-feudalism." Moore wrote in his notebook, "This is the jar of the small producers that the industrialized organization crushed."
Friedrich flipped the Fish Scale Book: "The largest landlord in Yaocun Town is only 600 acres, and it is not as good as a manor in Europe." He opened his notebook and wrote a division draft on it, "Average per capita is 15 acres...::... It's too small, right?" He calculated on the notebook again: "The per capita ration in Yaocun Town is 260 kilograms per year, which is only about 70% of the standard of Berlin slums."
Bai Siwen, who was standing beside him, sneered: "I have to squeeze out some of the land to grow cotton!"
"But they have no choice." Friedrich closed the notebook full of data. "They either smashed the cage of 500 million people, or they could only...::
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He didn't know what to say for a moment?
Bai Siwen lit a cigar and looked at the scene of "dividing fields and land" (actually the Xintian Creed who led the Taiping Heavenly Kingdom) in the glutinous area, and said lightly: "Masterism in Xi'an may find a different path, right?"
"Famous Church? Xi'an?" Moore became interested, "Is it the remnant force of the Qing Dynasty? What do they want to do?"
Bai Siwen whispered: "They don't want to do anything, they just want to maintain the status quo of immortality and use their extra energy to study useless Confucian classics...
"Interesting..." Moore smiled, "They want to build a cage and lock themselves in!"
"Yes!" Bai Swen nodded, "But the British smashed this cage!
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Chapter completed!