warring states careerist

Chapter 464 Hope
The city of Fei State opposite here was named Zhuhu. It was originally renamed Xiangben after being captured by Chu State, and became an important strategic fortress. At this time, it was the city of Zhuhu in Fei State.

On the other side of the river, a brigade was stationed by the volunteers. The commander of the brigade was Yu Tu from Chuluyang, who partnered with King Shuqing back then.

Before the transfer order was issued, Yu Tu was called by Meng Sheng to have a conversation. The general idea was that the farmers in Fei Guo who closed their fields were suffering. It was not easy to escape here. If you can help, you can help. Soldiers are coming, you might as well drive the pursuers away without shooting.

In fact, there have been some frictions in this place many times before. Meng Sheng, as a high-ranking Mohist, talked with Yu Tu and other brigade commanders, in fact encouraging them to "create friction."

The Sixth Division was transferred here after the First Division was transferred away. Apart from the fact that most of the soldiers in this division are people who have just experienced a new life and are full of hatred and anger towards the old era, it is also because of the large number of soldiers in the Sixth Division. Among the Mohists, the "self-suffering to the extreme" faction is the majority.

Mohism allows open factions, and strictly prohibits the existence of factions in the form of secret groups. All factions can express their own ideas on the premise of abiding by the Mohist common program.

But all expressions must not exceed the scope of the Mohist common program.The organization of secret groups is strictly prohibited, and the external environment is not so cruel, Mohism needs to unite farmers, handicraftsmen and businessmen, and many theories have different interpretations, so there is no division.

The mainstream opinion is the moderate one, and most of the "self-suffering" faction are radicals.They are proud of self-sufficiency, all for the benefit of the world, and full of hatred for the nobles. At the same time, they are in a semi-cooperative relationship with the Mohists and the Yue Kingdom. They acquiesce in the direct transformation of many nobles in the Yue Kingdom, and use slaves to operate the salt industry. Workshops, the development of planting and other measures expressed dissatisfaction.

They call themselves "pure Mohists" and firmly oppose the compromise between Mohism and other countries. They especially believe that Mohism has the power to benefit more people, and even benefit the world, but they have never acted. Some radical opinions.

Most of the factions are young people. They are high-spirited and energetic. They are a group of very good young people.

In some previous disputes within the Mohist school, they have been criticized, but they have also become the most supportive force for the upper echelons of the Mohist school in the debate against some people's belief that "Sishang alone has been built as a paradise".

From being criticized for being too impulsive to now being praised for being firm, this is not only the need for internal disputes, but also a manifestation of the growing power of Mohism.

Now they are transferred here from Hangou to guard the border of the river of hope, which is regarded as a paradise by the farmers of Fei Country.

The west bank of the river is miles away.

A dozen or so peasants in tattered clothes hid in the grass, carefully watching the situation behind them. When they heard the soft barking of dogs behind them, a baby was so frightened that it opened its mouth to cry. Press firmly on the baby's mouth, for fear of crying out.

The child couldn't help kicking his legs and shaking his head, but the mother didn't let go of her hand after all.

There is no mother who doesn't feel sorry for her child, but if she cries at this time, the escape of the dozen or so people herself will be over.

If they are caught back, the leader will be punished by "cutting off" their noses, while the rest will have their ears cut off.

If there are too many people fleeing, they may be killed. As for whether to kill or not, it is a sentence of the nobles, and there is no inscription regulation, because the "Forbidden Order" stipulates that the nobles have the right to deal more severely with fief farmers who have serious circumstances.

The reason why the punishment of cutting off the ears is that the punishment of cutting off the toes will affect the work.

Cut off the ear, but it's nothing, it's not death.

However, they have already fled here, only a few miles away from Yanshui, if they were caught back at this time, they would really be unwilling to die.

After hundreds of years of being a fief farmer, I have already gotten used to it.

I used to hunt for my master, chop firewood, store ice, mow grass, plant land, weave... After finishing these "official duties", I was able to return to my hut to do my own things.

Serfs are not slaves.

The serfs had their own production tools and small pieces of land. What the nobles took away was not all the labor of the slaves, but the labor of the serfs, allowing the serfs to rely on their own small pieces of land to support themselves.

Even though many people have been used to it for hundreds of years, songs like "Shuoshu" have been sung by farmers, and there are often people who run away.

It's just that the tools were simple, the output was low, and the life after the escape was not easy, but it was better than before.This is exactly the reason why Confucius sighed with emotion when he saw an old woman on Mount Tai, "tyranny is fiercer than a tiger".

After the Mo family established a firm foothold in Sishang, these many farmers who had been trapped in the village fief all their lives finally had the opportunity to hear a fantasy called "hope".

Some people heard some rumors when they were conscripted to build the city wall; some people heard some rumors in some salt and grinding mills outside the village commune; some people heard some rumors on the way to deliver grain for their masters .

These rumors are like the thatch in the ground in spring, which suddenly pops up after a spring rain, then sprouts and takes root, and it can't be removed even with all the effort.

The easy-to-hum "Land of Promise" began to be sung among the farmers. It is said that after crossing the river, there will be someone to meet it there. Land, even five people can get a cow.

Moreover, those lands are their own. In the future, as long as they have paid a tax of one tithe for 20 years and someone in the family has served in the army, then the land can be sold, as long as someone wants it.

As for the school and literacy, it is too long for these people.Just rumors about land and taxes were enough to make them want to flee.

They don't know that what is most lacking in Sishang is labor force, and what is most lacking is population. Now let alone small-scale escapes, all the feudal peasants in the huge Fei country have fled to the past. Manpower is urgently needed to expand production capacity, which can be fully absorbed.

They just need to know that after crossing the river, they will be a "paradise".

In the grass, the child whose mouth was covered with a firm but trembling hand twitched a few times, and finally stopped moving. The barking of the dog in the distance seemed to gradually fade away. The mother hurriedly let go of her hand and looked down. Look at the swooning baby.

A person next to him squatted down, stretched out his black, muddy, long nails and pinched the baby's nose, and said: "That day, Mo Ji, who was wandering and applying medicine, said, fainted and pinched here. "

After pinching a few times, maybe the child didn't deserve to die, but he woke up.

The "Mo Ji" that the person who pinched people said was the people sent by the Mo family to move around in the Sishang countries. On the surface, they were delivering medicine and curing diseases, but they were spreading things secretly.Although the nobles from all over the world hated him, but the bronze cannons of the Mohist family flickered, they dared not speak out.

The song "Land of Paradise" was also spread by the wandering "Mo Ji". There are also mills built near some villages, and there will be a bunch of farmers gathering at night...to listen to stories.

I heard a lot of stories now, and the life that seemed reasonable but a bit bitter at first became bitter, and there was also a trace of unreasonable anger.

The escape stories of these dozens of people are just the epitome of hundreds of thousands of fugitives in the lands of Fei, Yue, Xue, Lu and even Song.

Or freshmen.

Or return to the fief, cut off the ears, or even punish them as slaves.

At this time, when the child finally woke up and howled, the leader said: "We can't delay any longer, it's only a few miles away. Run as hard as you can! If you run over, you will be able to live the life in "The Promised Land". Life is over! As long as you have a little bit of strength, and the Mo family gives you ironware, how can you live worse than at home?"

Their escape has already attracted the attention of the soldiers who were chasing them, and the dog barking just now came from the team chasing them.

These dozen or so people had already run out of energy, and when they heard the word "Paradise", they struggled to stand up.

I grabbed a handful of grass to fill my already hungry stomach; my dry lips sucked the morning dew, and the rough tip of my tongue rolled over the weeds in early autumn like an old cow, as if I had the strength to run towards the river, and then Do not avoid anything.

The one in the lead was the strongest. He took the child from the woman's hand, held it under his arm, galloped forward, and shouted, "Don't look back, just run forward! Parents and mothers, don't look back!"

Their physical strength has long been exhausted. Several people fell to the ground after running a few steps, but struggled to stand up, shaking their bodies and running forward.

The sound of horseshoes was getting closer and closer, the Mohist stirrups had already been introduced to Fei country, and those who captured the fleeing farmers also used the Mohist stirrups to hunt down these fugitives.

A vicious dog jumped on a man who had fallen to the ground and bit the man's legs hard.

The man's hands had blue veins protruding and inserted into the soil, just like the poplar trees around him were rooting down, trying to break away from the vicious dog behind him.

The severe pain from the bite was no longer a big deal. The man raised his head and kept looking at the river bank not far in front. He might have forgotten that there was a vicious dog biting him behind him. All he thought in his heart was: Why can’t he stand up?This is about to reach the river bank...

None of the fleeing people turned their heads back. This was a rule set when they fled. Anyone who was caught should not turn their heads.Even if it is children, parents, husbands and wives, if they can run away one by one, there will be no hope of reaching the paradise when they turn around.

The person who was struggling to crawl forward on the ground finally realized that he was dragged by the vicious dog when he heard the whining and biting sound of the vicious dog again.

When he woke up, he felt severe pain in his leg, but he didn't cry out.

The woman running in front was his wife. Even though there was a rule before fleeing that he would not care about the people caught behind him, even close relatives, he believed that her wife was just running with everyone, chasing him and being helped by others. The child in his arms didn't know that he was thrown down, otherwise he would have to turn around.

Everything in front of him seemed to have slowed down. The man lying on the ground saw his wife staggered a bit, felt a little bit in his heart, and said to himself, "Don't look back!"

Fortunately, or unfortunately.The woman just tripped over a stone and didn't look back, but continued to chase the person who was helping to hold the child.

The person lying on the ground wanted to laugh, but he didn't dare to laugh, because once he opened his mouth, he might be heard howling.

On the calf, it seems that the vicious dog tore off another piece of meat. It should have been torn along the grain. It bit one end like peeling leeks at home. The vicious dog must have pulled along the grain and tore it hard. A large piece of skin and flesh will be peeled off.

He thought, you can't shout out, because if you shout out, your wife will be arrested if she turns around.

He still had a little dream of going to Sishang Paradise with his wife to live a good life, so he tried his best to look back at his legs to make sure that he was just delusional, and found that his calves had really been crushed. A large piece of meat was torn off.

So he thought, "Even if you don't die, you won't be able to work. Well... it's useless to get there."

Then, at the moment when he was about to cry out because of the severe pain, he pulled out one of his hands stuck in the mud, bit it hard in his mouth, and choked his mouth so as not to make a sound.

Slightly...

Fingers are not very forbidden to bite, but fortunately there are four or five fingers, enough to bite for a while.

Under the severe pain, before the man was about to pass out, he looked at the blurred figures in the distance, thought of the man holding his child, and thought: "He can work quite well. Damn, he is very good."

(End of this chapter)