I’m The King

Wen Yi leaned against the door and watched the woman feed a little bit of porridge in the bowl that was visible in the bowl into the mouth of his just-turned-year-old son. The one-year-old son was as thin as wood, which is a typical symptom of malnutrition. The daughter-in-law, who was also yellow and thin, had a sad expression on her face.

This is the last little bit of rice in the family. Before, he watched the woman almost count the grains and squeezed out of the rice tank. A little bit of rice was only enough to make a little rice soup for his son. But what about tomorrow, what about tomorrow? Adults can still use wild vegetable bark or something, and they can always make a fool of it, but how can the son be so young?

The woman looked up at him, her eyes filled with despair.

I stood up and tightened the straw rope in my waist, "I'll go to town to see / pig / pig / island / novel www.huuo. Look, see if I can find some odd jobs and earn some money to buy some rice back."

After speaking, without waiting for the woman to reply, she turned around, picked up the pole and hemp rope standing in the corner, and strode out. He doesn't know if he can find work, but he always has to try.

When they walked to the entrance of the village, they met Wen Cheng from the same village. The two looked at each other and both smiled bitterly.

"Food is out?" Wen Yi asked.

"Who said no? I originally had a little grain at home, and it was estimated that I could make it through to the autumn harvest, but a few days ago, didn’t the county come again to collect money and grain from the bandits? Let them take it all. Go out and try your luck. Watching the mother-in-law doll starve to death!" Wen Chengdao.

"In this world, I can't live anymore." Wen Yi tightened the straw rope around his waist again, "I'm really anxious, I also ran to Cang'er Mountain to be a bandit."

"Shut up, you!" Wen Cheng was startled, and reached out his hand to cover Wen Yi's mouth, "You forgot the tragedy in our village last year, Lao Liang's family, Lao He's family, two people with more than one hundred people. Well, it's all like it. Isn't it because their two families have rebellion? Don't mess around, our old Wen's house broke the bones and the tendons, the grasshopper on the wire, don't mess around! "

"I mean, I'm not talking about this. How can I be so courageous!" Wen Yi sighed, thinking of the anti-tax and anti-proposal riot last year, his heart could not help but jump up. The Liang He family was also the same. The big clans in the village, because they couldn't stand the endless levies and miscellaneous taxes, they killed the officials of the county who came to collect taxes and grains. The two families joined the relatives and friends of the Heliang family in several nearby villages, and they turned back. When the momentum was strongest, even the county town was almost captured.

What happened later was miserable. The court called in a large army and watched the massive riots. They were suppressed in a blink of an eye. The remnants of the Heliang family fled to the Cang'er Mountain, but they were just some fine and strong men. . The old and weak women and children were all thrown down, captured by the officers and soldiers, and taken to the entrance of the village, where they had just passed by. Blood flows into a river. Only the old Wen family remained in the huge village.

At this point, both of them fell silent. It was wrong for the He and Liang family to rebel. But what are the sins of those women, children and children? It was also dragged out and killed a clean one.

"You know? The general who killed people is not our Qin, he is a Yan." The son walked for a while. Wen Cheng said suddenly.

"What, Yan Ren? Yan Ren can also be our general in Da Qin?" Wen Yi said in astonishment.

"You are left alone, right? I heard people say in the town that our current generals in Daqin are all Yan people." Wen Chengdao.

"This world!" Wen Yi murmured, no wonder he kills people without blinking his eyes?

The two stopped talking, and walked forward silently on the road leading to the town.

As soon as they stepped into the town, they were dumbfounded. Everywhere in the town, you could see the yellow-faced and thin men with straw ropes tied to their waists and shoulders carrying poles. Some were aimlessly in the street. Sliding around, some had their backs against the wall, their two long legs stretched out, and they were basking in the sun with their eyes closed, and most of them were gathered together in groups.

"Don't provoke those people." Wen Cheng whispered to Wen Yi: "Those people are all from the same village. Whenever there is something to do, they are always rushing to do it. Whoever wants to rob them, they They came up to fight with their shoulder poles. They were crowded and hugged. I saw them beat people up to vomit blood several times."

"So cruel!" Wen Yi stuck out his tongue.

"Who said no, but just such a little food, enough for a few people! Look at the people in the street, it's not that they can't survive, who will join in the fun?" Wen Cheng sighed, "3617/\' >Hope to have a little more work today, and they can leave us with some soup after eating."

The two looked at each other, found a wall root with a wry smile, and sat down.

A well-dressed man strode over from a distance, looking at the man carrying a pole in the street, with an involuntary expression of arrogance on his face, walked on the steps in front of a merchant, and shouted: "Lu The wall of the old man’s seminary requires twenty strong men! Food and housing, twenty wen a day’s wages."

With a sudden sound, all the poles on the street swarmed up. Wen Cheng and Wen Yi reacted a little slower. The surging crowd stepped on a few feet. When the two people got up, that person was already there. The three inside and outside three floors are enclosed.

"Forget it, it's not our place." Wen Yi sat down again disappointed.

After a while, the man led twenty men and went away. If in fact, all he took away were the shoulder poles that were held in groups. Those people took more work on weekdays, and naturally they could eat too. Fuller, it looks naturally stronger.

A little bit of time passed, and the sun had reached the middle of the sky, but no one had been here after a group of people were recruited from outside the Lu member.

With a few cooing sounds, their stomachs screamed. Wen Yi looked at Wen Cheng, and the two of them tied the straw rope around their waists a little bit in the same way. "This town used to be so prosperous, every time in the slack season. Let’s come here until we find work and can make some spare money. How come we have become like this now?"

"It's not the turmoil of the Heliang family last year. Many people in the town were involved. They were killed by the rioters and killed by the imperial army. Every ten or eight years, they must be unable to return. "Wen Cheng sighed, "In fact, it is not only in Ziyang County, but in other places, I have heard that it is similar. Everywhere is like ours."

"But I think that Master Nalu's house is going well. If you look at the man before, you'll just be the one who got under you. Look at that belly, you're all shy."

"I heard that Master Lu did a great job when suppressing the He Liang rebellion. They have a family soldier. The Da Lang from Master Lu's is an official in the county!"

"This world!" Wen Yi was downcast. Today, he has sighed like this countless times.

"Do you know why the Lu family wanted the monastery wall? They helped kill so many people at the beginning, but they didn't kill them in the end. Didn't the Heliang family still escape into the Cang'er Mountain? This Master Lu is afraid of those desperate The only sneaked down the mountain to retaliate, so the courtyard wall must be heightened and reinforced." Wen Chengdao.

"Didn't they get guilty of being killed, why dare to go down the mountain to retaliate?" Wen Yiqi said.

"Who said that they were stunned by the killing. They fled to the Xiong'er Mountain and became bandits. They recruited troops. Some time ago, the officers and soldiers went in for suppression. I heard that they suffered a big loss and were killed by bandits. They suffered a loss, but in the end they landed on us again, and they requisitioned for food and gifts, saying that they would invite reinforcements to come and kill the bandits."

Thinking that the last bit of food in the family was also looted, Wen Yi not only angered from it, "They can't help the bandits, but they only know how to bully us. They robbed us of our food, and they don't see them going to fight the bandits!"

"Just keep your voice down. There are many people here. You want to be heard. You are a bandit. You can't tell if you open your mouth. Our village is not lightly affected because of the Heliang family. Otherwise, I will repeat it on the road. I ask you not to say that you are from our village." Wen Cheng said quickly.

Wen Yi stopped making a sound, leaning against the wall, curled up into a ball, and squinted his eyes to doze. Wen Cheng also closed his eyes listlessly.

This world really makes the poor people unable to live. But just a few years ago, they had a good life, but since Daqin was defeated by the Han people on the grassland, the days have not been as good as each day. The taxation is increasing, and the harvest in a year is ten. Seven or eight were to be expropriated, and the rest was unable to support the life of the family. This was fine, causing banditry, and there was no living food left.

The sound of the gong awakened the two people who were hungry and a little frustrated. They jumped up reflexively, their faces were full of panic. That day ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ the village was chopped. The night of the head is also started by the sound of the gong.

The panicked two people widened their eyes and saw a man in a fast-catching costume standing in front of a wall, knocking the gong, and shouting: "Come and see if you come to see it, the court Ling, everyone will have a good life!"

Wen Cheng and Wen Yi glanced at each other and slowly moved closer. On the street, not only the idle men carrying their poles, but also the merchants and residents on the street walked out and surrounded the catcher's side.

The bulletin posted on the wall was covered with a big red seal, but for most people here, the lines on it were all from the heavens, and no one knew it at all.

"Brother Officer, what is written on this?" A man asked loudly, "Now that there is a good life in this situation, don't tax the court, our life will definitely be easier."

"You can eat rice indiscriminately. Don't talk nonsense. Taxation is a major national government. You dare to arbitrarily go to prison." Catching quickly glared, and the hammer struck the notice on the wall. "The court gave an order. Landless farmers can get land for free. According to population, ten acres per ding. Do you think this is a good thing? There are many good things written on it, so be quiet, listen to Lao Tzu to read it to you!" (unfinished) to be continued……)