Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 2971 Shattered

   Except for that woman, among the other people, no one stood up again.

  Looking at these people, Jia Qu felt regretful, pitiful, and helpless at the same time.

  Do you want to say that after Zhang Ji and Deng Li captured and killed these surreptitious spies of the Cao army, will there be no more hidden thieves among these people?

  Jia Qu is not so naive.

   It is obvious that Cao Jun has made a lot of preparations to attack Huguan, and these preparations are just to kill a few peasants in the fields, or to stir up some blood?

   For Huguan, the safest way may be to kill all these civilians.

  Because I can't be sure who has the problem, I simply get rid of all the people who may have the problem.

   This method has been repeatedly used many times in history.

   Kill, very simple.

  A fool can imagine it.

   But if you want to do better, you can't just use stupid methods.

  While everyone was waiting for Jia Qu's next move, Jia Qu ordered the registration stalls to be set up again, allowing these villagers to pass through and enter the Huguan pass. As a human being, at some point, we need to choose to do the right thing, not just blindly choose to do the beneficial thing.

If it is simply to fortify the walls and clear the fields, then it is only necessary to set fire to the houses and villages of these people. As for where these people will go, there is no need to worry about them. Anyway, once the flames of war ignite, these casualties will become just a number, just like feudalism. The memorials after every natural and man-made disaster in the dynasty, "many households died", "tens of thousands"...

   Between Huguan Pass and Huguan Pass, a place has been vacated to house these villagers.

   Jia Qu waved to Deng Li, then turned back, while Zhang Ji stayed to suppress the scene.

Looking at the cautious and miserable looks of the people in the fields, it seems that they just fought to enter the pass. During the chaos, they did not beat the soldiers and **** the armor. Fire, don't know where to send it.

   Zhang glanced around and cursed in his heart, he was so brave when he was fighting with the soldiers just now, why didn't he cooperate with the soldiers to catch the spies of Cao Jun?

   It's fine if you don't know the language, but the boss is old, why doesn't he even understand the truth?

   Not even as good as a woman!

In fact, Zhang Ji also knew in his heart that sometimes when people lose their minds, they don't know what to do, but understanding is understanding, and he feels a little aggrieved in his heart, and some color comes out on his face, and he stands coldly. Staring at the side by the handle of the knife made the villagers even more frightened.

Coupled with the uncleaned corpses on the side, the thick and heavy smell of blood, and the corpses of Cao Jun's spies standing on the wooden stakes under the city, it makes no matter whether it is the villagers who have experienced the first and last, or the people from other places who have come one after another. The public all tightened their hands, not even daring to speak out.

  Since there is fire in Zhang's belly, don't these people have it?

   Getting angry at people close to you, throwing tantrums and rolling around in the nest, not only one or two people will do it, most people will subconsciously have a bad attitude towards their relatives and be kind to outsiders. Even if Jia Qu's original intention was to let these people avoid the flames of war, these people also knew that Jia Qu had good intentions, but the pain of losing their homes would still make these people feel angry.

  Jia Qu and others have read books, and know how much to control their emotions and not vent them at will, but what about these common people?

  Zhang swept around a few times, took a breath, and shouted loudly: "Since you are the people of Shangdang, you should advance and retreat together, and share adversity together!" After entering the customs, we will abide by the laws and regulations, and we will treat everyone equally, and we will never treat you badly! 』

  The common people were silent.

   They stared at Zhang Ji one by one, like frightened sheep.

   It's not that what Zhang Ji said is wrong, but that these similar words have been shouted by many officials in Shandong.

  Shandong officials are all from other places. In a sense, they are "guests".

  When working, as the host, you can't let the guests do the work, right?

   When enjoying, the host should be humble, and he can't treat the guests slowly, right?

But if there is a "host" who really eats the bear's heart and leopard courage, and wants to discuss who owns the land ownership and the ownership of various means of production and living, and who is the real "host", the "guest" will immediately turn his face up.

  So, what about the Cao Cao system in Shandong, what is Cao Jun?

  What is the policy of Fei Qian in Guanzhong, and what is the Hussar Army?

  For these uneducated, ignorant people, who can't even write their own names completely, and some can only draw a cross to represent it, they don't have any profound concepts.

  They just know that they have been allocated some acres in Shangdang, and now they are forced to give up these fields.

  Although it is said that Cao Jun is coming, they may die, but what if Cao Jun doesn't kill them?

  Although Jia Qu said that he would treat them equally, what if they failed to get their fields back?

  『General...our fields...』 An old voice sounded from the crowd, "When will we get back our fields..."

   Zhang was stunned.

  He never expected that the first response these Shandong villagers gave him was this!

   And there are many others who agree...

"yes! 』

  『My field…』

  『Mother, I want to go home...』

  The crowd suddenly became chaotic again, not daring to move, but shouting bravely.

   It looks like a horse monkey.

   Now go back, what do these people want to do?

   Zhang can't understand it at all.

  I think they were originally from Shandong, and now Cao Jun from Shandong came here to see fellow villagers, and their eyes were full of tears?

   Still feel that you are from Shandong, and you need to do your duty as a Shandong native and accumulate some manpower and material resources for Cao Jun?

   Or maybe they feel that Fei Qian, who gave them the land, is not treated well enough, so why not go back and join Cao Cao?

  Zhang Ji felt as if he was being pressed down by a stone, and suddenly felt a little out of breath.

  He understands that perhaps none of the above questions is correct.

   These people are more likely to be simple-minded to a certain extent, and only know how to think about one thing. As for follow-up questions, they will not contact them at all. These people only care about their own interests, that is to say, they don't care if other people's frost is on their faces.

  This is the peasant characteristic of the small-scale peasant economy.

  Guarding an acre of three-point land is the place where they live and die, and it is the whole world.

   Such people, no matter when they exist, even in the so-called enlightened later generations, they do not talk about right and wrong, but only discuss things based on personal interests or preferences.

The elder brother is the best, and the capitalist is not easy. Threatening the author to watch pirated copies, but as a consumer, he wears the same pants as the company, sneering at those consumers who bought defective products, standing next to the foreigners who jumped in line and said no It's just a matter of giving up. I really don't have the spirit of humility. Be polite to foreigners...

   are all one type of people.

  Seeing that Zhang Ji's face darkened a little bit, the voices of these villagers became smaller and smaller...

   Zhang understood.

  These villagers are from Shandong, and they have not yet transformed into Guanzhong people.

  The different characteristics of the Dahan area are usually invisible.

   After all, in normal times, these people in Shandong are all working hard, and there is no difference from the people in Guanzhong and Beidi. The sweat that should be shed will not be less, and the effort that should be exerted will not be lazy, but at a special moment...

  For example, when encountering a barbarian going south, the men in the north will spontaneously organize and pick up swords and guns! Even if there are no knives and guns, those with dung forks will hold dung forks, and those with sticks will lift sticks!

  Bare hands without sticks are also used!

Why?

  Because the people on the northern frontier have experienced too many wars, and they cannot survive without being tough...

  The people of Shandong are different.

   They've been kept in captivity for too long...

   If you go out of the circle a little bit, you will be warned by the shepherds.

  Being bullied and fighting back is malicious confrontation.

  If you want to go out of the circle to eat two mouthfuls of grass, you are working maliciously to make a living.

  Malicious, omnipresent, all-encompassing.

Zhang thinks that in Guanzhong and Beidi, the simple answer is a very straightforward concept for the people of Guanzhong and Beidi, that is, to repay kindness with kindness, and to repay revenge with hatred, so as to figure out who is benevolent and who is hated The enemy, I understand, everyone is fighting side by side and sharing weal and woe!

   But for the people of Shandong, this concept does not exist.

  Because under the Shandong system, under the control of the small-scale peasant economic system for many years, there are no everyone, only the own fields.

  It’s like when later generations see others jumping off a building, it’s just others jumping off a building.

Hey!

   Look at the excitement!

  Dead is also hot!

  Hurry up, while it's hot!

   Post it online!

  Send to Moments!

  It’s like the mysterious smile on Laoshe’s face when he saw other people prostitution in Lao She’s teahouse.

  When the other person dies, it is the other person, but the field and the house are everything.

  Thus, these villagers who came to Huguan from Shandong didn’t ask what to do with other people’s families who were killed or injured, and they didn’t ask those orphans who lost their parents how to arrange their lives in the future, but asked about themselves, their own families...

  Small peasant economy, circle letter.

   Fellow countrymen, nonexistent.

  All those who asked questions, Zhang Ji believed that they were not harmed in the chaos just now, so now they just want to run away, hide, just want to go home, want Tian!

  Because they felt that they left home, they encountered the current danger!

   Go home, go back, as long as they are back where they know, it's safe!

   As for the future, they never thought about it.

  And those families who were really injured and dead in this chaos are still immersed in grief...

   Seeing that Zhang Ji was a little angry, Deng Li, who came back from the door, coughed quickly, took a few steps forward, and shouted: "Your order! If the people who enter the customs cause damage to the land, after the soldiers and thieves retreat, they can make up money or farm cattle and horses! But... All compensation needs to be registered first! If there are thieves disturbing or disregarding the law, all subsidies will be cancelled, and additional fines will not be imposed! Confiscate the originally distributed acres! You wait for yourself! 』

  These villagers of Shandong origin fell silent immediately, and then looked at each other, no one dared to continue clamoring.

   They heard familiar words.

   so they know what it means...

   "Mouse tail juice", these Shandong residents don't really understand it very well, but they interpret it literally, the juice from the mouse tail must be not very good...

   Also familiar words, such as "monkey pot conceit".

Although the villagers in Shandong don't fully understand how these words are written, as soon as they hear these syllables, they understand that the government is throwing the blame again, and they have to bear the responsibility themselves. If they want to avoid these consequences, You have to behave "good".

   Seeing such a situation, Zhang could not help but sigh slightly, but also gave up the idea of ​​continuing to communicate with these people, and waved his hands to signal for the soldiers to come forward, maintain order, and continue to register.

  These Shandong villagers lined up, as if the chaos just now had completely disappeared.

  『Deng Shuzuo. 』Zhang Ji saluted Deng Li who came back.

   Deng Li stepped forward, "Zhang Junhou. 』

  Since Zhang looked at these villagers, there was some sadness in his eyes, "Shu Zuo, tell me, why is this happening?" 』

   Zhang originally thought that these people would be regarded as members of the Shangdang when they came to the Shangdang, but...

  Although this person is in Shangdang, his heart is still in Shandong. In other words, his speech and deeds have not changed much, and he is still the same as Shandong.

  Deng Li also sighed slightly, "It was like this when I lived in Shandong. 』

  Zhang nodded, and after a moment of silence, he said: "I have never been to Shandong... Are all the people in Shandong like this?" 』

   These Shandong people made Zhang Ji feel something completely different from the people in Guanzhong and the Northland.

   This kind of thing is not the external appearance, but in the heart.

   It's like a rock stuck over there.

"In Shandong, there are many rules..." Deng Li turned his head slightly, and looked at the Shandong residents who are obediently queuing up now, "Perhaps in the beginning, these people were not all like this... It's just that as time goes by, those who are somewhat bloody... Most of them are dead, and the rest...became what they are now. Oftentimes, one thing more is worse than one thing less...After all, it has been nearly two hundred years since Guangwu Zhongxing...』

  『Therefore, what someone said just now, let them understand the power, know the reason, repay kindness with kindness, and revenge with revenge...』 Zhang Ji shook his head and smiled bitterly, "Actually...they don't understand at all? Worse than a woman? 』

  『…』Deng Li was silent for a while, not knowing whether he should respond or not.

  Zhang Ji cupped his hands and saluted, "It's all right. Thank you Shuzuo for clarifying the confusion today, and please enlighten me in the future. 』

  Deng Li said he didn't dare, and was modest, and then he went to the registration office, and together with other small officials in Huguan, registered and assisted in investigating these villagers, and arranged various matters.

   Zhang looked at it, feeling a little heavy.

  The people of Shandong, there are good and bad, can they kill the good because of the bad?

   Deng Li is also from Shandong.

  Is it the difference in knowledge?

   Zhang frowned, maybe not. Because Zhang Ji also saw some people who were obviously scholars, but they were different from Deng Li.

   As a middle-level military academy, in fact, there are not many strategic issues that can be touched on weekdays, and more are actually trivial matters. Originally, he also had a slight opinion about the delay of the General Hussars in taking action against Shandong, because if he didn't do anything, how would he be promoted as a military lord?

  But now he suddenly understands that there are so many problems in Shandong, what is the use of just conquering the city?

  No matter how big the city is, no matter how many acres of land there are, there must be someone to cultivate it, and the people of Shandong like the present, even if they occupy the city and obtain the acres of land, what is the use?

  The city in the hearts of the people of Shandong is deeply rooted and stubborn!

   Zhang now understands why Dong Zhuo was still unable to stabilize the court. Of course, most of the responsibility was Dong Zhuo himself, but the incompatibility with Shandong people must also be a very important factor.

  Guanzhong people, Beidi people, Shandong people, and maybe Jiangdong people in the future, these are all Han people, but they are not the same Han people.

  Now there is only one place in Huguan, and there are only a few thousand villagers. That is to say, when troubles happen, troubles happen, and if they are stirred up twice, they will become chaotic. What about a bigger place?

   What if you meet an unreasonable **** instead of a wise envoy like Jia Qu?

   What if there is no middle-level official like Deng Li who understands both the rules of Guanzhong and the customs of Shandong?

  If there is no military lord like Zhang Ji, who can control his emotions and not fall into rage and killing?

   Zhang finally understood something. He thought of why he often saw small articles on how to deal with civil affairs in the briefings of the martial arts hall in the recent period...

  However, under the three-color banner of the lord, how many people will study the military newspaper as carefully as Zhang Ji, memorizing and pondering every paragraph and every article? How many people are like Zhang Tian, ​​who first find out some side jokes when they get the military newspaper, have fun, throw it away when they are happy, and then just start cursing when they don't understand it?

  Soldiers and military academies are like this, but what about the people?

   It's like in front of you. Could it be said that only the land of Huguan has these Shandong residents?

  Those Shandong residents who came to Guanzhong and Beidi one step earlier, how many of them will have changed, and how many will remain the same as before?

  After this incident, Zhang felt a lot of vigilance in his heart. You must know that there is only Huguan in Shangdang Taiyuan that can hold fast, and in Huguan, if there are no spies from Shandong, what about Cao Jun's spies?

   A dozen spies of the Cao army can disturb hundreds of thousands of Shandong residents. If this is at a critical moment...

  Zhang Ji frowned, he wanted to find Jia Qu immediately and report the matter, but after thinking about it, he calmed down. He has full confidence in Huguan's persistence, but he has no idea of ​​how to catch spies, especially how to remove the stubborn stones of these Shandong people, so he can't just report the problem, but also needs to propose a solution solution to the problem.

   At least one line of thought is required...

  This matter, of course, is not achieved overnight, but it must be done.

  Stones are piled up day by day. Obviously, it is impossible to wipe out everything in one day and in one sentence.

  I'm afraid only the barbarian can do it.

  Because there are levers that can be pried, and there are many levers. If one is broken, the next one can be changed.

  Difficulty does not mean giving up.

   It’s like catching a spy, it’s not easy, but it must be caught...

  Perhaps, now is an opportunity.

  (end of this chapter)