Great time travel

Chapter 69, Gossip about Donglin

Combining several reports submitted by the traveler "inner ghost" Yu Guozhen, and the interrogation records of the "Donglin Gentlemen" juniors who came to Hainan Island, Wang Qiu quickly figured out the Jiangnan Donglin Party's control over Hainan Island. The absurd plot of the time travel group, and I can't help but feel very ironic about it:
"...You have been tossing around for a year or two to carry out land reform in Quanzhou, Fujian, and to invite landlords and gentry to eat bullets. It's okay for them to realize it later. With these few hands and brains A good-for-nothing who is obviously lacking in roots, how dare you come to investigate some major treason case?"

Looking at the case files whose contents were comparable to absurd novels, Wang Qiu couldn't help shaking his head and sighing, "...do they think they are the hero Lu Xiaofeng in Gu Long's novels? Not to mention that they don't have the martial arts and resourcefulness, even if they really found them What evidence, so what? Mobilize all the troops from all over the world to fight in Fujian? Didn’t you see that the Ming court is already on fire from all directions, and even the city of Beijing has been turned into a battlefield twice in a row?”

"...Hehe, when will the Donglin party members look at things from the perspective of the imperial court? On the surface, they pretend to be morally noble and serve the country and the people all day long, but in fact, why have they considered the country at all? This is A bunch of death sports fanatics who are afraid of chaos in the world!"

As the "victim", General Huangshi sat at the table with a teacup in his hand, and said nonchalantly, "...Of course, there is one thing you guessed right. It is different from the plots in TV dramas and movies, such things as rebellion The determination is never based on evidence, but on strength. As long as you are strong enough, even if you kill the emperor, you will still be a loyal minister. So these Donglin gentlemen are not here to investigate the case at all, but to make connections."

"...Connect? With whom?" Wang Qiu frowned.

"...local officials, scholars, landlords and gentry, retired officials... In short, they are people with prestige and power in the local area."

Huang Shi yawned sleepily, "...Theoretically speaking, as the vested interests of the old society, they are all our enemies!"

"...and then?" Wang Qiu asked.

"...Then? Naturally, the local gentry wrote petitions, and the court officials launched an impeachment campaign to accuse Huang of the crime of treason to the Emperor Chongzhen, and at the same time to publicize to the officials and gentry all over the world that I have "severed my literary spirit" and killed the gentry... Otherwise, I will still be punished." What can I do?" Huang Shi was a little confused.

"...wouldn't they send servants to incite tenants to revolt and plunge your [-] Funing Army into a guerrilla war like Iraq?"

"...How is it possible? If you really do this, I guarantee that the first ones to be robbed, burned, and killed will be those big landlords themselves!"

Huang Shi couldn't help laughing, "...the landlords in the north forced out Li Zicheng and Zhang Xianzhong, and the landlords in the south are not much better. The land in Fujian is barren, and the rice harvested from an acre of paddy fields can only be sold for half a tael of silver, but the landlord's rent However, they had to receive as much as two or two taels of silver in taxes from the sons and the government! As a result, the farmers’ families were forced to die, and thousands of people had to flee famine even in good years. Now Fujian Province is full of abandoned fields and starved people who died—the main It wasn't because of a natural disaster, but was forced out. You said if those tenants were armed, who would be the first to want to kill?

What's more, my Funing Army is not vegetarian.In the past two years, many scholars and scholars of various kinds have killed many, and the county magistrate also killed one, scaring away a lot.The governor of Fujian has not dared to leave Fuzhou City since he took office.In the spring of last year, in addition to going to Japan, I also burned down the South Shaolin Temple in Putian, hung more than 100 bald donkeys on the tree, and organized local tenants to conduct a public trial against them... In short, since the Funing Army went south Well, we have been fighting these big landlords for six years. The most disobedient thorns on the ground in Fujian have almost been wiped out now. As for the rest, they have long been frightened. I dare not take the initiative to let me go..."

"...It turns out that you even did something like burn down the Shaolin Temple?! Well, even though it's Southern Shaolin, it's powerful enough." Wang Qiu said in surprise, but then his eyes lit up again, with a heart of gossip Da Qi asked, "... Is it troublesome to deal with the stick monks over there? Have you met the legendary Eighteen Bronze Man Formation? Also, the image of Nan Shaolin seems to be quite positive. You directly caused such violence that even the temple It’s all burned, won’t it be bad?”

"...Hey, can the nonsense in Jin Yong's novels be taken seriously? He also said that Emperor Qianlong was the Han descendant of the Chen family in Haining!"

Huang Shi rolled his eyes, "...The rural temples these days are actually no different from big landlords. At least nine out of ten monks don't abide by the rules and regulations, and one is more ruthless than the other. Nothing at all. For example, a few years ago, Nan Shaolin felt that his own Buddhist land was too small and the rent he received was not enough, so he colluded with the government officials to cancel the household registration of the people in a nearby village, and then reported it to the government against conscience They insisted that these hundreds of acres of good paddy fields and more than 2000 acres of dry fields were barren lands and wild mountains, and took them as their own. The ordinary people who suffered from the sudden disaster either became tenant farmers in Southern Shaolin, or were forced to Outcasts, outlaws—legally, they're dead!"

"...directly encroach on land and arrest people as serfs?! Hey, this is almost as fast as the enclave of land after the Eight Banners entered the customs?" Wang Qiu was a little dumbfounded when he heard it, "...at least he is already a civilized person , or a group of monks who should be merciful, not so cruel? I remember it was mentioned in the novels before liberation that those big landlords first tried to hoard and store a large amount of food in the good years, and then took advantage of the disaster years. When the poor with no savings are about to starve to death, can you buy their fields bit by bit at the super low price of a bushel of rice and an mu of land?"

"...that's an inefficient game played by small landlords with little power, and the real bosses are the ones who hide it! If a rich man is not covered by power, he might wake up one day and find that he has become someone else. The fugitive slave of a family gentry—otherwise, how can it be called clever grabbing?"

——Indeed, it was dangerous enough to make a fortune and buy a property in ancient times. Sometimes even if you sat at home, as long as someone changed the file in the yamen, you would have "died of a sudden illness" and donated all your property to a certain house A temple or a certain "highly respected" gentry...Of course, the general approach seems to be the other way around, first get a lot of killers to kill you, and then forge wills and transfer documents and so on...

"... As for whether or not you encountered a Shaolin stick monk during the crusade against Southern Shaolin, the officer leading the team did not tell me in detail. But the monks over there all have the attribute of flying legs, so it should be absolutely correct—through Out of the 100 bald donkeys left, only 30 old, weak, sick and disabled were found in the temple, and more than 70 bald heads came from various brothels and tenants. It was found at home..."

"...Searched from the tenant's house? Didn't you say that this temple is very unpopular? How come there are tenants covering them?"

"...Where are those bitter and bitter tenants hiding the absconded monks? It is clear that those monks are sleeping with the tenants' wives and daughters! The first to report are those bitter masters who were forced to wear green hats——and the white-haired girl It is also a common phenomenon for the tenants to let the women in the family come to pay the rent. What's even more disgusting is that there are rumors that Monk Hua is sleeping with the tenant's youngest son, and even let the father sleep with him... ..."

Huang Shi said with a disgusted expression—the end of the Ming Dynasty was an era when masculinity prevailed and gay sex prevailed, and Fujian was the most popular place for gay sex among all provinces in the country. To a certain extent, there are even "special matchmakers" who match men and men.If there is a beautiful little boy with outstanding appearance in an ordinary farm family, there will often be a strange boy at the age of eleven or twelve who asks someone to give a gift as a "hire"... It is said that at that time, many little boys were psychologically distorted because their butts were too hot. After growing a beard, he still refuses to be a man again to start a family and carry on the family line (same-sex is true love, heterosexuals should be burned!), so he castrates himself cruelly so that he can wear women's clothing as a **** for the rest of his life?It suddenly occurred to me that in "Swordsman", Lin Pingzhi, who was a eunuch from the palace and practiced evil swordsmanship, and the ancestor of the Lin family who invented the family martial arts that "if you want to practice this skill, you must first come from the palace", are also Ming Dynasty. The Fujianese in North Korea...could it have something to do with the culture of being radical in this area?
"...Although the abbot of Southern Shaolin and a group of great monks have run away, the temple and fields cannot escape, so after using the power of thunder to knock out this thorn, the ground in southern Fujian has finally calmed down a lot. ... Well, I understand now that killing chickens to warn monkeys is useless at all. No matter how many small landlords you kill, those rich and powerful families will still fight against you without restraint. The only way is to beat those big tigers at the beginning, and then kill monkeys to warn chickens , so barely has a deterrent effect—after the Southern Shaolin was wiped out, those big gentry with eyes on top of their heads finally began to give in.

The envoy of the Changzhou domain who was in Quanzhou at that time also congratulated me on this matter, but this Japanese samurai really couldn't speak, and he actually complimented me like the "Sixth Heaven Demon King" Nobunaga who burned down the Hiei Mountain Monastery in the past The wind will surely last a long time and sweep the world... I was so angry that I asked on the spot, if I am Oda Nobunaga, then who is Toyotomi Hideyoshi, and who is Akechi Mitsuhide? "Huang Shi's nagging continued, but Wang Qiu felt that this matter was too complicated, and he didn't know how to explain it, so he brought the topic back to the case itself.

"...Well, that, if it is said that they are here to engage in connection and incite the dissatisfaction of Guangdong officials and the people against the traversers... it seems not right. According to Yu Guozhen, and the confessions of those guys, before They only visited the governor of Guangdong and Guangxi once, and they only said some polite words, and served tea to see off the guests in less than a quarter of an hour. Besides, they did not call any private secret gatherings—is there such a connection?"

"...Do you think the efficiency of the ancients was higher than that of modern diplomats? Not to mention that these guys like to talk in circles in order to show their literary talents. When we meet, we will go straight to the point and talk about the topic?"

Huang Shi raised his eyebrows. Ever since he crossed over, he couldn't stand the way of the ancient "literate people" who spoke in a way. The point is that once others make detours, he must follow them, otherwise he will appear very strange... ...Fortunately, he is a military commander, so it doesn't matter if he is ridiculed as vulgar, "... Then, the people in the team who really knew some political fighting skills were scared away early by the false news that our army was about to attack Guangzhou. And Fang Yizhi, the stunned young man who stayed behind, was fooled by Yu Guozhen and reversed his priorities—it is estimated that those Donglin bosses who sent them out just let them go out for fun. , I never thought that this group of stunned youths would actually come to Hainan Island..."

"...cough cough, no matter how you say it, in short, the spies sent by the Donglin Party to Guangzhou are finished without any impact. But the people who went to Fujian to engage in connection, and the Donglin Party in the north and the south. Have you considered how to respond to the impeachment of the central court in Beijing? After all, unlike Hainan Island, which has been completely conquered, your Funing Army can’t control the whole of Fujian, not even half of it.”

Wang Qiu thought for a while and said, still a little worried——according to the historical materials (blackened version) of the Donglin Party in the late Ming Dynasty that he knew, as a group of "ancient square movement experts" and professional shit-stirring sticks, the Donglin people controlled the world's public opinion. Lin Dang does not have much construction ability, but his destructive power in all aspects is extraordinary, especially good at sowing discord and engaging in mass movements... just as difficult as those street fighting experts in Taiwan in later generations.

Fortunately, the Ming Dynasty official army and the traverser army are not as civilized as the "strawberry soldiers" in later generations in Taiwan. When encountering such a thing, bayonets and guns are light, and it is very easy to drag the cannon out to bomb the grapes. normal.

"...I don't know what they will do right now, whether they will try to stop or not die. I can only stop quietly and wait for the tricks to be seen."

Huang Shi curled his lips disapprovingly, "...Anyway, in troubled times, all struggles have to rely on force in the end. And the imperial court has no field troops around Fujian or even the entire southeast that can confront our army head-on. And even if there are Soldiers are not something that the Donglin Party can casually mobilize. Although the Donglin Party is powerful these days, its biggest flaw is that it does not have a reliable direct line army—these noble scribes despise warriors so much, how can they be willing to fight like us? What about lowly sergeants? It will not be until a few years later, after they have suffered enough because they have no military power, that they will learn their lesson and hold their noses to support Zuo Liangyu and other warlords. But at least for now, their hands It's still empty!"

(At the end of the Ming Dynasty, Zuo Liangyu was known for his extremely corrupt military discipline, and openly rebelled and attacked Nanjing, which directly led to the collapse of Nanming. The party's vigorous instigation and internal support completely ignored the fact that the Qing soldiers had already marched southward in a large scale at this time, and the soldiers came to Yangzhou... As a result, Zuo Liangyu died of illness halfway, the rest of the army collapsed in a mutiny, and the main force surrendered to the Qing Dynasty. Waiting for Zuo Liangyu's rebels to enter the city and depose Hongguang The emperor's Donglin Party made a mistake in their calculations, and the military power of the Nanjing court was destroyed by them, so they had to surrender to the Qing court...)
"...The enemy standing in the open is not scary, I know this, but the scribes never kill with a knife!"

Wang Qiu blinked, "...Aren't you afraid that they will take advantage of the factional conflict between the former Liaodong army in the Funing Army and the southern generals to instigate a rebellion?"

"...Disintegrate our opponent from the inside? Well, this is indeed a routine that the Donglin Party likes, but it is not easy. First of all, the Funing Army has been to Hainan Island and Taiwan for training in recent years. They have been fully indoctrinated with the idea that "landlords and big households deserve to die". In the past two years, countless families have been destroyed, and they have already formed a deadly enmity with the local gentry. Since the Donglin Party wants to support the gentry and landlords, what they say is different. Who will listen?
Secondly, in the past few years, the Funing Army has been labeling them as minions of the eunuch party, and they have been suppressed terribly. Several of my old and powerful troops almost lost their lives... If Donglin It might be a bit troublesome for the party to offer 500 million taels of silver to buy bribes-but they are absolutely reluctant to take out 50 taels!Now that we have the upper hand, the old and new hatreds have not been settled yet, so how can it be possible to take refuge in the enemy? "

Huang Shi was still not worried, "...just like during the Anti-Japanese War, no one would join the Japanese invaders as a puppet army in August [-]!"

"...Uh, as far as I know, such idiots seem to exist, and some of them even surrendered as traitors on August [-]th..."

"...What? There really are such fools?" Huang Shi's eyes widened slightly, his expression suddenly became very subtle, but he soon calmed down again, "... I think, whether it is following me from Liaodong to Fujian's subordinates, or the newcomers who have passed the screening and audit of Lingao, will not have too many such stupid people. Besides, we have wireless telegrams here, and the reconnaissance satellite you brought. What is there in Fujian? There is no time to rush back to deal with the terrible mess—after all, there is nothing more important in this world than the Global Traveler Summit here..."

"...Indeed, this meeting may be related to the fate of the entire earth—of course, the earth here. I heard that the central government intends to establish a global traveler organization similar to the European Union in this time and space, so as to coordinate the traveler The interests of the forces, to avoid internal conflicts. However, the specific name of the Chinese League or the Viet Minh has not yet been decided. There is also the location of the headquarters of this global organization, as well as the selection of the first chairman of the board. It’s a big trouble—I heard that the gang fights between representatives of all parties have been staged several times..."

Wang Qiu was muttering about the meeting that was secretly being held in Sanya to determine the fate of the world, and at the same time he started to pack up the documents on the table and was about to stuff them into the drawer, but he accidentally found that there were still a few unread papers underneath. passed.So, he picked up these papers curiously, "...Dai Erdong...or Dai Yaohan? It turns out that Yu Guozhen from Anhui has another female time traveler..."

Then, Wang Qiu carefully read the self-reported resume of the single female traveler of the Ming Dynasty, and couldn't help being horrified:

"...It turned out to be so miserable...Hey, it's simply a history of blood and tears of a peasant girl who traveled through the Ming Dynasty..."