In Zhangchen Village, in a side room of Mr. Lin's house, the landlord Mr. Lin was sitting on the main seat, squinting his eyes slightly, smoking a dry cigarette, and letting the few men in front of him quarrel.

These men are members of the Peasant Association of Zhangchen Village, and what they are arguing about right now is whether they should become officials according to the government's wishes.

One of them shouted aggrievedly: "Who said that if you become a government official, you have to oppress the people? Master, aren't you saying this an injustice?"

The man called Master Lin sneered and said: "Then the officials still say that if they don't make decisions for the people, it's better to go home and sell sweet potatoes. What's the result? Damn, every one of them thinks of themselves as ordinary people.

Master?"

"Why were those government officials so polite and polite when they came this time? Do you really think they suddenly became knowledgeable and courteous?"

"And you, you want to speak for the people in the peasant association and work for the government at the same time. Why the hell do you think so well? Have you forgotten that your brother has already voted for Meng Lianggu's boss? In the future, the government will let you

Report Meng Lianggu's whereabouts, will you report it or not?"

The man who was reprimanded by Master Lin felt even more aggrieved: "Aren't we just trying to agree to the government on the surface and what should we do with the rest? If we really offend the government, what should we do if the government sends a large army to encircle us?"

Another person also said: "The young master said that the government officials became polite because of the heroes of Meng Lianggu and our peasant association. I agree with this, but whether Meng Lianggu can withstand the government's encirclement and suppression is another matter. Let's take care of the treasure now.

Put it all in, just in case..."

But Young Master Lin snorted and said: "He can send a large army here. We also have hundreds of men in Zhangchen Village. In addition, we have joint defense and security with several neighboring villages, so we are not necessarily afraid of the government."

Having said this, Young Master Lin glared at the men with hatred and scolded them: "No, my Lin family is a big family, why are you guys so cowardly in something that my family is not afraid of?"

Got this egg look?"

"As the old saying goes, don't touch porcelain with earthen pots. Why do you dare to touch this porcelain in my house, but you are afraid of broken earthen pots?"

Having said this, Young Master Lin turned his attention to Master Lin again and asked: "Dad? Do you think this is true?"

Mr. Lin took two puffs of dry cigarette, looked at those who were arguing with the young master of the Lin family and said: "Is it true that the 30% rent I charge you is too little? I originally thought of reducing the rent to 10%, but now I see

Come on, I am too tolerant of you."

After knocking the ashes from his cigarette, Mr. Lin asked again: "If I hadn't charged you 30% of the rent, my family fortune would have been much bigger than it is now. Do you believe it or not?"

Several men nodded one after another and shouted: "Yes, Mr. Lin is right, you are compassionate."

But Mr. Lin snorted and said: "I took the initiative to set up this farmers' association, and I took the lead in setting up the guards of this farmers' association in response to the call of the great master Meng Lianggu. For no other reason than to watch you guys."

The poor people are living so hard that I cannot bear it."

"Let me tell you, I have lived my whole life, what kind of days have I never seen? What kind of meals have I never eaten?"

"I'll put the ugly words first. If any of you want to be a dog to the Tatar government, you should first return my land to me, or raise the rent by 50%."

"A bunch of idiots can see things more clearly than a prodigal son like me! Come on, I'm annoyed when I see you."

Several men were scolded by Master Lin and were about to say goodbye to Master Lin. However, Master Lin snorted again and said: "By the way, go back and tell those poor people to see if they have any money at home.

Just scrape together whatever you can, sir, I'll sell the land to them at a low price."

"If you really don't have money, come and borrow some money from this useless person from my house. If you need to sign and sign, you can sign and sign. Master, I won't pay you any interest, just pay it off within three years."

Several men couldn't believe their ears.

Although Mr. Lin often does good deeds of repairing bridges and roads, and the rent he charges on weekdays is 20 to 30% lower than elsewhere, Mr. Lin is notoriously stingy and would like to break a penny in half to spend it.

, those lands are the lifeblood of Mr. Lin. He has to go to the fields to stroll around when he has something to do. Now he is willing to sell it at a low price. He is also worried that he doesn't have enough money and wants to lend it to him? Not yet.

Interest money?

Is this the sun coming out in the west?

Seeing several men staring at each other, Mr. Lin took two more puffs of cigarette and cursed: "Hey, none of them can understand people's words, right? I haven't regretted it yet.

, hurry up and go back to raise money for me."

After several men from the farmers' association left with profuse thanks, Master Lin's face immediately dropped, he looked at Mr. Lin and said, "Dad? Isn't it a great loss for us to do this?"

Mr. Lin took two puffs of cigarette and asked: "Let me ask you, there are about a dozen large and small villages near Zhangchen. In addition to our family and your uncle's family, there are still a few gentry left.

?”

Young Master Lin shook his head and said: "Looking at what you are asking, who doesn't know that our family and my uncle's family are the only ones left around, and all the other families have been wiped out?"

Mr. Lin hummed and took two more puffs of cigarette: "Then tell me, why is it that our family is fine, your uncle's family is fine, but the rest of them have been wiped out?"

Young Master Lin replied dumbfounded: "I know what you are saying, isn't it because our family and my uncle's family charge low rents, and we often do good deeds like building bridges and roads, so the people think of us."

Good boy?"

"But let's forget about charging a lower rent. Why do you still want to sell the land to the people? Forget about selling the land. You still want to lend them money. Just lend money. You don't want to pay interest.

, what do you think this is?"

Mr. Lin snorted and scolded: "You know nothing! I usually tell you to read more books, and you either have a headache or a sore butt, but now you can't even understand this."

"Our family usually charges a lower rent than others. The common people appreciate our family's good sons. Our family took the lead in organizing the farmers' association, and the common people still appreciate our family's good sons. However, in other villages, all the gentry are exterminated and divided.

Land, if we continue to collect rent, if things go on like this, those people will still be able to appreciate our kindness?"

"So, let's take the initiative to sell the land back to them. Not only can we save the family business, we can also get money, so it's not a loss."

"The most important thing is that our family will have a good reputation."

"Even if there is a prodigal son like you in the future and the family fortune is ruined, just because of our family's reputation, we can get more food than others when we go out to beg."

At this point, Mr. Lin half-squinted his eyes and took two puffs of cigarette, then knocked the pot clean and said, "Get ready, take half of your family's money and food, and go join the family of Meng Lianggu."

Young Master Lin was startled and asked: "Dad? Are we really going to vote for Zhu Xiaosong?"

Mr. Lin hummed and said, "Look at the successful rebellions in the history books. Which one didn't start with the common people who had enough to eat?"

"When Meng Lianggu's boss came up, he eliminated the evil gentry and established farmers' unions. In less than a month, he was able to shake up several state capitals in Shandong. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has the appearance of a hidden dragon."

"We, the Lin family, will give it a try this time. If we win, we will be like the dragon. If we don't win, the worst we can do is change our faces and hide our names. Sooner or later, we will be able to make a comeback."

Young Master Lin hummed and made up his mind: "Then I will prepare and leave for Menglianggu early tomorrow morning to see if there are any opportunities, but the government side..."

Mr. Lin hummed and said, "It's nothing to worry about with the government."

"Some people think that with the status of officials, they can get more benefits than the peasant association, but they don't know that their identity as a peasant association was elected by the people. If they voted for the government, do the people still recognize their identity as a peasant association? The people

If we deny them, will the government take them seriously?"

"If you leave a good person alone and insist on being treated like a dog, you are a bunch of idiots!"

There is no shortage of fools in this world.

The few people who elected Xiao Zhangzhuang to the Farmers' Association took advantage of the existence of the Farmers' Association to join the civil service, thinking that with their official status, they would be able to eat royal food and no longer be the same as those mud-legged people.

These few people nodded and bowed and led the government officials through the streets and alleys. They beat the gongs in their hands loudly and yelled: "All the young and old men in the village, listen up. The spring tax for the 49th year of Qianlong's reign must be paid."

Yes! This time the taxes will be paid at our farmers’ association!”

Fortunately, such idiots are still in the minority after all, because most peasant associations are elected by the bitter common people themselves. These people know what it feels like to stand up and be a human being, and naturally they are not willing to give others any more

Be a dog.

The ingenious plan that Yan Xiangqing, the prefect, had racked his brains to come up with, did not meet the original expectations at all.

Therefore, Magistrate Yan could only stand tremblingly in front of Shandong Governor Ming Xing, and honestly accepted Ming Futai's baptism of saliva: "This is what you said about the peasant revolution, and I will use it! Ah! This is what you said

Zhu Ni has nowhere to hide! Ah!"

Mingxing spun around angrily, and finally sat back on the chair, waving his hands and saying, "I can't hide this anymore. The day is coming soon for Long Live Lord to leave for the south. You'd better pray now."

Zhu Ni, please don’t come out to cause trouble for the time being."

Magistrate Yan had a headache and wanted to kill Zhu Xiaosong with a knife.

It took ten years of cold window and thirty thousand taels of silver to get me the magistrate of a wealthy county. Then it took another ten years and tens of thousands of taels of snowflake silver to get me the magistrate of Yizhou step by step.

.

But now it's good. In the past three years, the Qing Prefecture has just plugged up the deficit in previous spending. Before I can enjoy the feeling of holding a hundred thousand snowflakes in my hands, I, the prefect, are in danger of losing my head!

It’s all thanks to Zhu Xiaosong!

…

Zhu Xiaosong never thought that Magistrate Yan would be stupid enough to engage in such a trick as converting farmers into officials.

This way of playing is no longer just a question of whether he is stupid or not, but he treats the people all over the world as fools - how did the peasant association come about? The peasant association united those people who could not survive to fight.

He was elected after the evil gentry was eliminated!

Even though there is no saying that the poorer you are, the more glorious you are, would ordinary people who are too poor to survive recommend rich peasants who are not poor to be members of the farmers' association?

Of course, it is not ruled out that some people will be attracted by the government, but after all, such people are only a minority, and the peasant association itself is elected by the people themselves. Once someone defectes to the government, won't the people elect him again?

Therefore, Magistrate Yan had a clever plan to stabilize the world, but he didn't want the world to be settled. Instead, he helped Zhu Xiaosong identify whether the members of the farmers' association were firm or not, and even spent a lot of money on this.

Zhu Xiaosong sat on the chair with a smile and said to Liu Huaiwen who was sitting beside him: "The government is so anxious that it jumps over the wall, so you have to speed up the progress."

Liu Huaiwen said: "We are already thinking of ways to speed up. It's just that we can only get some simple bird guns on the mountain now. They are similar to those used by officers and soldiers. I guess the quality is not as good as those used by officers and soldiers. As for what the boss said
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