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Who should I listen to?

"Heavens, why aren't you opening your eyes? You are wrongly accusing us!" "Old master, please be merciful and let our man go …"

"Lord constable head, Master Zhou, this old man is bowing to you. Please be magnanimous and let these ignorant children go. Don't go to the yamen, you don't dare go to the yamen …"

"Father!" If you let my father go, we wouldn't dare to fight anymore, so please forgive us! "

In this era, the people's fear of the government was unimaginable. If a commoner were to enter the yamen, they would have to shed a layer of skin at least if they didn't die. If they wanted to save a person, they had to sell their house.

constable head Zhou Xing enjoyed the feeling of these people begging for help. He turned his head and saw that the millstone under the big willow tree was clean, so he sat on it.

"Look, what do you want me to say?" Now that I know I'm scared, why did I beat him up just now? I heard that something went wrong with your place, so I woke up early to take a look. In the end, you guys ended up coming to the Martial Arts Department! "

"Hit him!" And it was against the flagman! Don't you think of the consequences if you really eat a leopard's guts? In the Great Qing Dynasty, what kind of sin was this? You can't go on living a good life? All of them were full? "

"Please don't be angry, please don't be angry. Didn't you go too far last night? The young man was so angry that he started to suspect that these people who wanted to buy land were the culprits …" "We were wrong, we accepted our punishment, please be merciful …"

Zhou Xing and Jiao Si'er looked at each other, then Zhou Xing said, "Ah … We're all from the same village, so I don't want to make a big fuss. It's almost New Year's, so it's better to have peace and tranquility. "But if the victim doesn't say anything, then I have no other choice …"

At this time, the villagers looked at the group of bruised and battered outsiders. All of them kneeled on the ground and wailed sorrowfully, "Please have mercy, old master! Please have mercy …" But no matter how much they begged Jiao Si'er, they just kept silent.

When Zhou Xing saw this, he could only shake his head and give a meaningful glance to his subordinates. The few officers who were like wolves and tigers quickly pulled on the iron chains, "Let's go, go with grandpa, I'll send you guys to prison to eat …"

The crowd immediately boiled over. An old lady rushed out and hugged her son's leg as she cried out loud, "Child, Mother has no other choice. Mother can't not have you …" "This master, this master, our family's land has been sold to you. One mu of paddy field, three mu of dry land, I've sold them all to you, wuu …"

With a crisp smack, Jiao Si'er snapped his fingers. "Old man, don't cry anymore, this is a wise choice. 40 taels of silver per mu of paddy field, 20 taels of silver per mu of dry land, a total of 100 taels of silver. Bring the old man the banknotes and set up a table to write notes!" "Come, come, come, constable head Zhou, you are at the yamen's entrance. You have come as a go-between to prove yourself …"

Jiao Si'er's men conjured up the four treasures of the study room, and in a short while, a contract for the transfer was written.

"Elder, you can take it. This is the silver notes from the Letian Firm. It can be collected wherever you go. "Do you have more, do you have more behind …"

There were a total of fifteen young men who attacked, which meant that in the end, fifteen families chose to lower their heads. This was also a matter of course, the food in the yamen could take a person's life, so there was no need to talk about being impartial and law-abiding. As long as someone was alive and entered the yamen, perhaps they wouldn't need three days to report a typhoid and pulmonary tuberculosis.

The reality was so harsh that everyone had no choice but to lower their heads, not to mention the money that these outsider gave them. Previously, when people insisted on not selling, on one hand, they were reluctant to part with their homeland, and on the other hand, they were forced to submit to the bizarre rumors in the Industrial Zones.

However, under the threat of death, the rumors of the foreign devils could not be bothered. Jiao Si'er looked at these people who were crying and mocked in his heart, "If I knew earlier, I wouldn't have done it this way, I would have let me use underhanded methods!"

Fifteen households had bought a total of more than sixty mu of land. Although it was a good start, it was far from Xiao Letian's goal. With a gloomy face, Jiao Si looked at the other farmers and said coldly, "My fellow villagers, are there any that want to sell?" Don't be so unwise, hiding away and hiding won't last more than a few days. Right now, I can help introduce some work to do in the Tanggu City, but in the future, there won't be any such good treatment … "

Jiao Si looked at the people around him, who remained silent. His triangular eyes became smaller and smaller, and no one dared to look him in the eyes with his fierce gaze. "My fellow villagers, I will start with an ugly remark. From tomorrow onwards, every night, the price of the land will be reduced by one silver coin. Please don't make any mistakes …"

Upon hearing that the price was about to be lowered, the crowd suddenly burst into an uproar. Many people hesitated as their thoughts wavered. It was clear in everyone's heart that these people would not rest until they had achieved their goal. The fact that they could use the officials of the yamen to make an appearance was not something that ordinary people could afford to offend.

Just as several families were hesitating, a group of people suddenly ran in from the street and whipped up the hair of a young man who was in the lead. We can't sell it. This group of people are lying to you. They want to take your land away and build a factory for the foreigners! "

Seeing the Jiao Si'er's puzzled look, a young bailiff quietly walked over and whispered, "It's Huang Liu, Scholar Huang. He is the distant nephew of High Scholar Huang, whom Jiu Shuai executed before. Recently, he has been jumping up and down, scolding Industrial Zones the fiercest … "

Oh, so it was a scholar, when Jiao Si'er heard that it was an Elementary Scholar, he immediately understood that it must have something to do with the Qing Liu sect, and that his uncle had also died in Xiao Letian's hands.

Huang Liu panted and ran to the big willow tree, holding onto the trunk of the tree, he gasped for air for a long time. Fellow villagers … Fellow villagers, you've been duped... This, this Jiao Si'er is basically Xiao Letian's butler. He will immediately give your land to Xiao Letian after changing hands … "

Huang Liu pointed to the endless plains as far as the eye could see and said sorrowfully, "Fellow villagers, uncles and uncles, this is the land where we were born and raised. For generations, we have been digging in the ground, how can we live without it? The accomplices of this group of foreign devils, after taking away our land, you just have to do it for the Industrial Zones … "

"What is industry? Industry was an evil technique used by the foreigners. How could the foreign soldiers who had rushed up from the Da Gu Kou a few years ago fight their way to the capital? The fact that the foreigners could create ships that could run thousands of miles, as well as Gun cannons that could kill people without them noticing, are all an evil art of the dogshit industry … "

Huang Liu painfully smashed his fist on the willow tree, "Did you guys know that all the iron machines in the industry have brats within them? How else would they have so much power? My uncles, my uncles, my aunties, all of our ancestors were buried here. Don't tell me you all want our ancestors' spirit souls to be captured by this stinking Industrial Zones? "You all are unfilial …"

Huang Liu scolded this group of people until their faces turned ashen, even constable head and the others were dumbfounded. These people could not figure out what was industry and what was Yankee science. They did not have much resistance to the myths and legends of the westerner.

Don't look at how the officials were showing off in front of the commoners. However, in the face of such a hubbub, all of them became numb with fear.

"We're not selling, we're not selling, return the land deed to us …" Fifteen farmers who sold their land broke their word on the spot and rushed forward to snatch the land deed.

"Retreat..." Hurry up and retreat. Damn it, I've already written it all in black and white and even pressed the handprint on it, and you still want to go back on your words? "F * ck your grandmother, scram to the side …" Jiao Si'er and the others stuffed the land deed into their arms, then turned and ran.

The villagers still wanted to give chase, but Zhou Xing and the other yamen runners stopped them, "It's not over, it's not over yet? You still want to fight? Do you really think we are just for show? "They're all gone, they're all gone …"

Huang Liu now said with sorrow: "constable head Zhou, you are also born and bred in our Tanggu, you cannot follow these foreign devils to harm our village? What kind of disaster have the foreigners done to our Qing Dynasty by crossing the sea? You can't help us with this Industrial Zones anymore … "

Zhou Xing shook his head, gritting his teeth as he sighed, "Scholar Huang, I don't know much about you scholars, and I have no way to refute that. But this Industrial Zones was decided to by the imperial government, we are all servants of the emperor, do you think we should listen to what the emperor says or not? "Of course, what you've said makes sense to me too. It's a pity that you're an Elementary Scholar. No matter how big you are, you won't be able to surpass the heavens …"

"Court? There was a traitor within the imperial court! "These traitors who have bewitched the Sacred Heart have destroyed the foundation of my Great Qing State. If I enter the imperial court, I will perish together with them …" Huang Liu was so angry that his eyes started to bulge.

"Alright, alright. I can't argue with you. Elementary Scholars do not go out to find out what is going on in the world. It is your own skill to scold the treacherous officials of the court." "I am just a small official of Tanggu. I can't get involved with your muddy waters. Goodbye …" After saying that, he left with a few bailiffs.

Huang Liu was so angry that he started to gasp for breath, "How can I do that, how can I do that? This countryman is so numb, and in the future, he will definitely die and get rid of all his seeds. Sooner or later, westernization will change his ancestor's rules, and sooner or later, he will turn into a diabolical person … "

The Scholar Huang pointed at the villagers, resentfully saying, "Money, you all fell into their eyes? Wasn't it just the haystack that had been lost? Could it be that the sky had collapsed? "Just for this little bit of food and clothing, you've even forgotten your ancestors' rules. You don't even have to be polite, honest, or shameless …"

Huang Liu scolded bitterly, while all of the citizens lowered their heads in silence, no one knew who amongst the crowd softly muttered, "Your back is not hurt at all, your family does not need to eat or drink, how can we small citizens survive through the winter? You can't spend money on firewood? "Where did the money come from …"

"Who is it!?" "Who dares to talk back …" Huang Liu was so angry that he jumped up and down like a monkey with its tail chopped off. "Shameless, shameless, we would rather starve to death than live the life of a saint. What is duty? Confucius' moral integrity was his duty, and the rules of his ancestors was his duty … If you starve to death, it's a small thing, but if you lose your dignity, it's a big thing! "

In the autumn wind, the entire village was scolded by the Scholar Huang for two hours. In any case, the Elementary Scholar had always been this way, and in order to not let the Industrial Zones succeed, it was normal for everyone to starve to death.

But many people did not understand, why did everyone come to our class? The Jiao Si Shu, Zhou constable head and the Scholar Huang all had their own reasons, but why didn't anyone ask everyone how they were going to settle this morning's meal? Where do we get the fodder for the cattle?

Two hours later, the Scholar Huang had enough temper and turned around to leave. In the cold wind, only the helpless villagers were left, staring at the green smoke rising from the bonfire, and all of them wanted to cry but had no tears to shed.

"Oh ancestor, how do you want us to live? "How do we live …" The crowd was in an uproar.