Chapter 147 146 The Landlord Qian Forced to Buy the Land
An Xin and the others were sitting in the carriage when they heard bursts of noise and commotion outside, accompanied by crying and screaming.
An Xin moved to push Kong Xun aside, reached out to open the curtain of the carriage, and looked in the direction where the sound came from.
Several others also leaned over and looked outside.
An Xin, who was pushed aside, gritted his teeth and looked at the back of the heads of those brats, feeling the urge to beat them to death.
Under the sunny sky, there is a simple village hidden in the distance.
There seemed to be two groups of people confronting each other under the big locust tree at the entrance of the village.
Through a gap in the crowd, An Xin saw a man lying in a pool of blood, with a woman with patched clothes and three or four children kneeling beside him, crying and wailing in miserable voices.
"Stop." Just as the carriage was about to pass through the village, An Xin stopped the carriage.
Kong Xun looked out the window and said, "It looks like something happened there."
"Well, it seems so. Let's go and take a look."
An Xin took the lead in getting off the carriage, and the others followed behind.
An Xin, who usually didn't like to meddle in other people's business, wanted to go there to take a look because she found that the people who were confronting the group of villagers were wearing clothes that looked very similar to those worn by the servants of the big landlord.
Considering what she had gotten out of the steward, most of the fields in the surrounding villages had been bought by the big landlord.
As far as An Xin knew, the land was the life of the people.
Unless it is an emergency matter of life and death, ordinary people will not sell their land easily.
Under such circumstances, the big landlord could still buy out the land of the surrounding people.
An Xin thought with his toes that it was definitely not the people who sold their land to him voluntarily, but they were forced into action.
Sure enough, before An Xin and his companions got close, they heard an old man with a wrinkled face standing in front of the villagers, his eyes red with anger, shouting:
"You are using two or three taels of silver per mu to forcefully buy the good farmland in Zhengjia Village that is worth fifteen or sixteen taels of silver. What's the difference between you and the bandits?"
"Oh my God! Is there any justice in this world?"
"Yes! Landlord Qian is trying to force the people of Zhengjia Village to death."
“The land is our life, we must not let the Qian family forcefully buy our land away like the other villages with different surnames did.
Then indirectly, I became their cheap tenant farmers, living a life of hunger, cold clothes, and slavery. "
"Yes, if I have to live like that, I would rather fight them."
The villagers of Zhengjia Village glared at the group of lackeys of the landlord Qian across the street.
The leader of the group standing opposite them was a fierce-looking man with a thick stick in his hand and a sinister smile.
He looked at the ragged people opposite with disdain and said contemptuously: “Fairness, in Moshan County, my master Qian is fair.
I advise you poor little people to be sensible. Our Master Qian is willing to buy the wasteland in your Zhengjia Village with money. If you still don't know what's good for you,
When the time comes, if our master goes to the county town to find the county magistrate and tells him that you, a bunch of unruly people, are not subject to the imperial court’s control, it is very likely that you have something to do with the bandits on Qingyun Mountain. Hehe…”
"The adults won't believe you." said a villager.
"Yes, the county magistrate will not believe your baseless accusations against us good people."
The man laughed sarcastically, "Ha, you fool, haven't you heard that the idiots in other villages who were unwilling to sell their own land to our Master Qian are now imprisoned in the Moshan County Jail and have not been released yet?"
The old chief of Zhengjia Village felt dizzy when he heard this. The surrounding villages were not far away, so how could he not have heard of such a thing?
The old man lowered his head and looked tearfully at the three or four men lying on the ground, their bodies covered in blood. They were all beaten when they were resisting to prevent the village's land from being forcibly bought away.
Doctor Chi from the village was examining their injuries. If anything happened to them, how could an old man like him face the women and children who were kneeling there crying inconsolably?
An Xin and the others who had been standing behind the big tree came over and listened to the whole story. She actually guessed it right.
At that time, when she saw that these people in the carriage were wearing the clothes of servants of the landlord Qian, An Xin made some guesses.
As expected, the landlord can support a family that does not pay for the work and even has to pay for its own food and management. It is really like-minded between master and servant, and they are in the same boat.
An Xin raised the corners of her lips and smiled slightly. She seemed to hear from the tone of the vicious man's voice just now that he seemed very familiar with the Qingyun Mountain bandits when he mentioned them.
I don’t know if this is just her illusion.
An Xin frowned slightly and thought.
It’s actually not that difficult to confirm whether it’s your own illusion.
If they can get rid of this harm to the people, just catch the bandits in Qingyun Mountain and interrogate them, then the truth will be revealed.
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"The teacher is about to start a fight." Yuchi Yi, who couldn't stand that group of people bullying the people, asked, "Should we help them beat the bad guys?"
An Xin came back to his senses and looked at the little bully in the capital. Seeing the people being bullied, his eyes were filled with anger.
Although this kid is a bit rash in his actions, he is not a bad person after all.
"Do you want to fight?" An Xin touched his chin and looked at the dozen or so servants of the Qian family holding sticks not far away. Judging from the way they held the sticks, they should have some martial arts skills in their hands.
This made her even more suspicious that the master of the Qian family had some connection with the Qingyun Mountain bandits.
If you were to find servants in an ordinary landlord's house, you wouldn't be able to find so many servants with some skills.
The monthly wages of skilled servants are not low, and it would be difficult for an ordinary landlord to subdue these people.
Jiang Chenxi also turned sideways and asked, "Should we help?"
An Xin saw the fire of justice burning in the eyes of those boys, so he put aside the better solution he had originally thought of.
These guys are different from Li Ziyu and his gang.
Li Ziyu, Leng Xiangbai and six others are civil officials. When they encounter a problem, they will think of several solutions and then find the best one to solve it.
Yuchi Yi, Jiang Chenxi, Gao Tai, and Chen Qibao are bound to inherit their father's path as military commanders.
Such enthusiasm cannot be easily extinguished. If they do not have the passion to support them in fighting on the battlefield, they will have to think twice before doing anything like civil officials, wasting time.
The situation on the battlefield changed rapidly, and by the time he had time to think of a solution, the battle was already over.
"You must learn to judge the disparity in strength between the enemy and us. If you think you can beat those people, then do as you wish."
An Xin gave them some timely reminders. She didn't want to teach a few fools who would just rush up and attack the enemy without thinking regardless of how strong or weak the enemy was.
Just when Yuchi Yi and his three companions were about to rush over to help the people beat the bad guys with their passion, they were stopped by An Xin.
The few of them then observed the strength comparison between themselves and that group of people to see if they had a chance of winning.
(End of this chapter)