Nanming: I can build wonders

Chapter 237 Braid Cutting Order (please subscribe!)

In Guangzhou City, a restaurant on the south side of Hui'ai West Street Avenue is full of people. To the north of this restaurant is the Mancheng District that was "demolished" by artillery fire a few days ago.

The ruined walls and pieces of rubble silently told the onlookers the shock of this battle.

Under the indiscriminate bombardment by the Ming Royal Air Force and Guards artillery, the entire city of Guangzhou was almost razed to the ground.

Destroying wooden buildings was too easy for Daming.

The Eight Banners of the Han Dynasty who stood tall in Guangzhou in the past were either killed by bombing, or ran away with their heads in their hands, or hid in the cellar to survive.

Because there is no need for kindness, all of Daming's terrifying firepower was unleashed at this moment!

With this kind of firepower, the slow advance is definitely the kindness of Ming Dad.

When the Ming Guards stepped into the city, there was hardly a single intact building, and there were not many living people either.

Wang Yongyu, who vowed not to surrender, committed suicide alone in the yamen of the General's Mansion in Guangzhou, which was a dignified once.

He knew that if he didn't kill himself, he would be cut to death by a thousand swords. Instead of embarrassing Daqing, he would rather kill himself.

As the saying goes, the only dead ear in the eternal hardships, when Wang Yongyu put the knife edge on his neck, he also hesitated several times.

Lift it up, put it down, put it down, lift it up again.

After repeating it five times, Wang Yongyu put down the knife.

However, the sound of orderly footsteps outside was like a reminder, he knew that it must be the Ming army coming, and finally sent himself to see the first emperor with a cruel heart!

The task of flattening Mancheng was very simple. Zhu Kezang ordered: All living men in Mancheng will be sent a bullet, and living women will be escorted to Luzon Island to enrich the population.

As for this bustling restaurant near Mancheng, their regular customers in the past were those high-ranking bannermen.

But today, they regard the scene of the whole city being razed to the ground as an appetizer. It is a pleasure to eat and watch while discussing. No wonder the business here is booming.

A group of people entered the lobby, and the hustle and bustle disappeared immediately. This group of people was like a human-shaped ice cave. All the way to the top floor of the restaurant, wherever they passed, everyone's eyes were staring, their bodies were stiff, and it was difficult to speak.

The dark red gown with the right lapel and large breast, the wide sleeves reaching only to the elbow, revealing the thick arms, the style is completely different from the mandarin jackets of the Qing Dynasty, but it is not too unusual, but the black hard heads on the heads of this group of people are so familiar , is the main reason that shocked the diners.

Isn't that the former Ming Dynasty's black hat!Just missing the wings.

I don't know whether it was unintentional or intentional, but among this group of people, there was an eighteen or nineteen-year-old boy who took off his hat and scratched his head while walking, which made the diners stop breathing.

In addition to the costumes, this group of people also had embroidered spring knives on their waists, with a slightly murderous look, which made the diners confused.

It wasn't until they went up to the top floor that their figures disappeared for a long time before the diners came to their senses, and the discussion resumed, but it was much quieter than before.

"Where did this actor come from!?"

A fat man asked in surprise.

"What actor...that's Daming's Jin Yiwei, please keep your voice down, don't die!"

"Da Ming is alive again!" The fat man was shocked.

"Yes, I heard that Daming is recruiting scholars everywhere. As long as you have not committed rape and robbery, have read a few books, and know how to do things, you can work in the government of Daming!"

Hearing this, a young man immediately drew a knife, cut off the braid on his head, and said impassionedly: "Tang is not a scholar, but he has read a few books of sages. With this Ming clothes and hair, Tang will Determined to work for Daming!"

"Counting Song! We are all Han Chinese, and this braid should also be removed!"

The other table seemed to be a group of passionate youths, excited by this scene, clapping the table and shouting loudly.

"Father, I think..."

At a table in the corner, a young man looked expectantly at the old man at the same table.

"Today's Qing court wins the hearts of all people in the world. How can this corner of Guangdong in the Ming Dynasty compete with the world? A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall. Let us be the family and inherit the incense of our ancestors is the most important thing."

The old man muttered in a low voice and interrupted his son's speech, but he didn't dare to meet his son's eyes.

"Wen Tianxiang has a poem that says: 'No one in life has died since ancient times, keep the pictures to reflect the history'! Even if the court of the Qing Dynasty was popular, at least it didn't win the hearts of Lao Tzu! As for the restoration of my Chinese clothes in the Ming Dynasty, scholars should use Zhengshuo It’s just a matter! The other scholars have run away, and there are only a few left!”

The young man spoke loudly, while the old man was still shaking his head.

"Father, if everyone thinks like you, then Taqing would be able to step on the heads of us Han people and shit."

The young man's words became more and more presumptuous, the old man snorted angrily, and raised his hand, not knowing whether he wanted to hit the table or hit someone, but when he met his son's shining eyes, he dropped it powerlessly.

"You stinky boy..."

Just as the two were arguing, a voice suddenly sounded.

"The court of the Ming Dynasty issued an edict!"

The restaurant was in the midst of heated discussions, the waiter rushed in and yelled loudly, and then posted a notice in a conspicuous place.

"Braid cutting order!"

The diners who were close took a rough look at the words and read them aloud.

Cheers from the young people immediately sounded at the scene. They had long been unhappy with the money rat tail.

"Should we keep the braids but not the hair, and the hair but not the braids?"

On the top floor of the restaurant, a few dark red gowns and heroic Jin Yiwei occupied a large table, and they were talking about the imperial edict of the Ming Dynasty.

"The emperor said that it is not necessary, but as long as you wear braids, you have to pay a braid tax and a license to wear braids. If you are interrogated at that time, you will be fined if you don't have a license!" Chen Weiguo, the governor of Nanzhen, looked at the crowd below, Said slowly.

"Boss, what if there are really old people who don't want to cut their braids?" asked a young Jin Yiwei.

"No, the yearly braid tax is 100 taels, and the fine is also 100 taels. Those who can't pay will be sent to Luzon to dig rubber trees. The emperor said that this kind of spiritual bannerman who loves to wear braids should be sent to Luzon. Nanyang exile."

"Besides, the emperor's notice also said that if you hand in braids, you will get a pig's foot for each braid!"

"And, you don't have to hand it in yourself, you can take someone else's!"

Chen Weiguo was so loud, he had already imagined that some people would definitely go back and cut other people's braids for the pig's feet!
He also admired the whimsy of Emperor Zhu Kezang, who gave away pig feet and taxed braids. After hearing this, those tartars had to cut their braids.

"Then Jin Yiwei has a lot to do!"

At that time, when the braid tax comes, Jin Yiwei will definitely come to collect it.

"You brat, it's good to be busy!" Workaholic Chen Weiguo joked.

In fact, Jin Yiwei was busy at the beginning, and the real busy ones were the barbers in Guangzhou!

Once Zhu Kezang's braid cutting order came out, all the barbers in Guangzhou City became popular. They were already so busy that they made a lot of money, and they didn't even have time to cut their own braids!
(End of this chapter)