From Chief to Ball

The cloud of chaos has filled the sky over Yucheng, both sides have temporarily maintained restraint, everything is still proceeding step by step, and independent resistance has basically never happened again.

The whistleblowers kept passing on the news, and the people of Xiacheng also began to prepare intensively.But the specific plan was not disclosed, but after the weapons were distributed, some people were organized to distribute a large number of wooden sticks and shields.

At the end of the first ten days of November, the private gatherings of workshop workers became more and more intensive, and the time was set in three days. At that time, starting from the smelting department, all the workshop workers in contact stopped their work, and there was no violence or resistance. Cooperate with Xiacheng people.

The number of people is not large, only [-]% of the workshop workers on the entire island, but it is enough to completely chaos Yucheng, because at this time Yucheng is gradually becoming a system, and it is no longer a decentralized operation like small farmers.

On the ten-day holiday, the informer told this side the last time. The people of Xiacheng used the ten-day holiday to organize the people of the country tightly, using the excuse of daily training to prepare for future wars.

The place where the action is going to be done is near the pier. The informer is someone from the Transportation Department. He will lead the group of people there to have a dispute with the Xia Chengguo people there. Someone will throw stones in the middle of the way so that the Xia Chengguo people can find an excuse. .

The day of Xunxiu is only meaningful to the people of Xiacheng, and the workshop workers do not have such a chance to relax, but they are still in a happy mood and feel that this day is very meaningful.

Thinking of launching the first resistance that might win in a few days, he lost his mind for the first time when he went to attend the lecture, and for an entire hour he didn't know what he was listening to.

It was already late at night when he returned to his residence, and when he turned around a small wooden suspension bridge across the inland river, a piece of sackcloth caught his attention.

There is no concept of garbage in this era, especially for people like him, a small piece of linen can also be placed in the clothes.

I sighed that I was lucky, maybe someone dropped it here, picked it up, and returned to the place where I lived.He grilled his handcuffs on the embers of the stove, unfolded the piece of cloth, and couldn't help being shocked.

There seemed to be some black charcoal marks on it. He didn't have wooden slips and cloth to use in the school, and he was very envious that Xiacheng people could use wooden slips with writing brushes. Out of a habit developed in the school, he was a little curious.

I poked the embers with a wooden stick, looked at the embers by the firelight, and was shocked there.

There are four paintings on it, the first one is obviously a workshop worker talking to a person from Xiacheng, because that person still has a number on his body, these numbers can be recognized after learning in school, and the characteristics of that person from Xiacheng are also Obviously, there is a black and white circle painted on his body, which is one of Xia Cheng's weird symbols.

The second painting shows a group of workshop workers standing there. They are very simple charcoal figures with empty hands and vaguely written numbers on their bodies.In front of them was a group of Xiacheng soldiers holding spears.There is a square box on the head of the workshop worker, and there are two familiar characters written in it - winter clothes.

The third painting is the first numbered workshop worker hiding in the crowd and throwing stones at Xia City soldiers.

The fourth painting is Xiacheng soldiers stabbing those workshop workers with spears, many people were hanged on the gallows, and the person throwing stones is at the very edge of the painting, painting a cow and many juxtaposed ditch.

Except for these four simple canvases, there is nothing else on it, and there is no handwriting that can prove the identity of the owner. There are many such cloths in Yucheng, and charcoal can be seen everywhere.

A cold sweat broke out all over his body, the numbered workshop worker himself recognized him, and he also knew that this person knew his own plan.

The most frightening thing is the place where this painting appeared. Obviously, the person who painted this painting knew that he was the core organizer of this rebellion.

Almost the moment he unfolded the painting, he already believed in the content of the painting, because he could understand what it meant after a little thought, and he knew the consequences of doing so.

It doesn't matter who painted this painting. He hid the cloth in the place closest to him, walked out of the house and found Ze and others.

Thirteen people gathered together and unfolded the cloth. Everyone looked at this easy-to-understand painting in amazement, and they were all stunned.

The things in the painting couldn't be more obvious. Everyone here knows that if the situation develops as shown in the painting, at least a hundred people will be killed or injured. There is too much blood to be shed.

Even if everyone is angry, they will probably be scared back and lose their spirit these days.

"Who drew this? Why did he tell us?"

"It's not important, the important thing is whether this matter is credible or not?"

"I think it's believable. This person obviously knows our existence, and even knows that I can understand this thing, because I have been to school and recognize the word winter clothes. If he really wants to deal with us, deal with us directly It's easier for me."

This is almost a matter that does not need further discussion, and soon the thirteen people unify their opinions and agree that the content on this painting is credible.

"What is this man thinking? That is the life of Baishitiao who fled to Onozawa together. How dare he do this?"

"Hmph, you didn't read the fourth painting. He went to farm where we couldn't find it. What does our life and death have to do with him? Our hundred and ten lives are exchanged for his good life."

"What's next?"

"In addition to that person, there must be other people in the mix. Once they get together, no one can control it, and they will give those Xiacheng people an excuse. At that time, we will all be in our own houses. If those Xiacheng people ask From now on, let’s say that it’s too cold without winter clothes and everyone is sick. But we can’t tell this in advance, only the thirteen of us know, and we’ll tell the rest of us the night before.”

After absorbing the experience this time, everyone agreed with this approach. Ze frowned and looked at the number of the person on the cloth, and asked, "What about this person?"

He stretched out his palm, wiped his neck and said, "Get rid of him. Two people and I will go tomorrow and find a chance to kill him at night. Then say we have to do something else, and he will definitely come In order to tell those Xiacheng people."

"Don't miss it."

Smiling and nodding, he took out a sharp stone dagger from his pocket and gritted his teeth, "I'll do it, don't worry."

The crowd discussed for a while, and finally dispersed.

On the morning of the third day, people from the transportation department saw a corpse on the shore, with a wound on its neck, which stained the nearby reeds red, and several fish were pecking at the white flesh soaked in water.

The corpse was quickly fished out and carried to the city's government hall. The faces of Xiacheng people became extremely ugly. The most valuable informer died like this. No one knew who did it.

Chen Jian looked at the corpse, spread his hands and said, "Burn it."

"Then... what about our business?"

"If they remain the same, even if he doesn't die, they won't be able to control him. If they change their methods, we can only take one step at a time."

"Ji Xia, how did they know about this person? Could it be... Could it be that someone among us told them?"

Chen Jian shook his head and said, "I don't know either. I don't know what will happen tomorrow. Anyway, just follow the original plan."

"we can only do this."

The sudden change made the people of Xiacheng a little discouraged. They sighed and found a few random people to burn this person. When they went to find the rest of the informers to find out the situation, they found that these talkative informers had changed. I have to falter.

The last peaceful day was not peaceful. Both sides waited until night, anxiously preparing for the next day's confrontation.

Inside Chen Jian's hut, Hongyu whispered: "I don't know if they burned that painting? You said that you need to let them bleed to let them know that fighting is not so simple. Why did you change your mind again? My heart softened." ? My heart is soft at this time, and more blood will be shed in the future."

Chen Jian sighed and said: "It's not that they are soft-hearted. It's not the time for them to bleed, because they are not Chinese yet, and if they bleed now, there will be barriers in the future. I'm just backing things up."

Red Fish shook his head distressedly and said, "I don't understand, which side are you on? It's like there are two of you. While teaching the old Chinese how to suppress, at the same time teaching those people and even helping those people to resist .Sometimes I'm afraid... I'm afraid that there is another person who looks the same as you. "

Chen Jian laughed for a while and said, "There's nothing to be afraid of. I'm standing in Xiacheng and on the side of Dahe Zhubu."

He thought for a while and asked, "Have you ever played on the seesaw that the children in Xiacheng play?"

"Played."

"The two of us are at the end of each other now, can you suppress me?"

"Of course I can't afford it. I only weigh 110 pounds."

"This seesaw is Xiacheng. There are people at both ends at any time. When one side is strong, the other side will be weak. The people below always want to be on the top, just like you and me. If you want to win me, there are only two ways."

"One is to make yourself fat, and the other is to grab everything you can see around you to help you win. Even if there is horse manure and shit around you, if you really want to win, you will take it without hesitation. I don't want to let This seesaw in Xiacheng is full of dog shit and horse manure, so when I make one side fat, I have to make the other side fat too."

"Workshops, fertile land, public property... all these things, after I die, it is absolutely impossible to maintain the appearance that is shared by the people of the country today. Someone will definitely want to grab it."

"Seize is inevitable, but how to do so? They don't know how to use the most secretive method to seize within the rules, and their governing skills are still very fragile. Once they can't do it within the rules, they will not hesitate to destroy the rules. So I I am teaching those workshop workers and our people, so that the workshop workers will fight after they become Chinese, so that future officials have the confidence to grab what they want without breaking the rules , otherwise what do you think they will do?"