Han’s Son is Not a Slave

Zhou Shixiang, who had not slept all night, found Song Xianggong the next day. Before he could ask, Song Xianggong confessed the fact that the rations allocated to the people of Xinhui had decreased.

The reason given by Duke Xiang of Song was "the difference between relatives and estrangements". The public stockpile of grain can only last for two more months, but the Qing army's relief from the siege is still a long way off. After two months, if you don't ask, you know that the city will definitely run out of grain, and there will be no reinforcements outside or inside. Store food, the city is broken only for a while. Therefore, in order to solve this critical situation, or to give the Taiping army more time to wait for a change, Duke Xiang of Song had to reduce the supply of rations for the people of Xinhui since last month.

Initially, the rations of the people of Xinhui were two-thirds of the rear camp, and half a month later, it was reduced to one-half. Now one person is only given one piece of pancake a day, and the rest are cut off. There are more than 2,000 people left in the city, men and women, young and old, who only live on a piece of pancake that is less than a tael. How can they live? But if they were given more food, what would happen to the Taiping Army, a large family business? With more monks and less porridge, Duke Xiang of Song could only ruthlessly deprive the people of Xinhui of food rations, so that he could squeeze out more food to supply the front and rear camps.

Song Xianggong's remarks left Zhou Shixiang speechless. Logically, although many of those Xinhui people were his fellow villagers, the Taiping army he pulled with one hand was his closest friend and the one he should keep the most. strength. In the case of food shortage, it is not impossible to abandon the Xinhui people and save the Taiping troops. However, Zhou Shixiang, who had a troubled conscience, still could not agree with Song Xianggong's proposition. He insisted that Song should distribute the food to those people, but Song refused to let it go.

Zhou Shixiang managed the army with the rank of thousands of households, and Song Xianggong managed the people with the rank of general affairs, money and grain officer. This was the division of labor that was set in Luoding that day. Therefore, Song Xianggong absolutely could not interfere in the organization and command of the Taiping Army, but for the same reason, Zhou Shixiang could not either. Interfere with everything in the rear camp unless his opinion does not harm the interests of the rear camp. In this way, Duke Xiang of Song will cooperate. Such as the formation of the post-battalion security team and the establishment of the public treasury system on the same day.

Now Song Xianggong insists not to let go, and Zhou Shixiang is more anxious and angry. It's also a shame that he can't, so he must not convene the officers and battalion elders to discuss this matter. The result of this negotiation, Zhou Shixiang, didn't even need to think about it and knew that it was definitely not what he needed. If he used the authority of his thousand households to forcefully order Duke Xiang of Song to release grain, it would also go against the original intention of Zhou Shidang to set up the rear camp, and this decision would probably be contrary to the wishes of the Taiping army. The bald Jiang He, Ge Zheng brothers, Zhao Sihai and the others will support him, the thousand households, or Song Xianggong, I don't want to know the result.

Zhou Shixiang was reluctant to be the only husband, and he was even more reluctant to split the Taiping army because of this, but he was also reluctant to give up the more than 2,000 people. He recounted what he had witnessed last night, emphasizing several times that a 10-year-old girl was only worth two big pie.

"Without food, these people can only starve to death, starve to death!"

"Do we really have the heart to let those people die? Because of our cruelty!"

"Our anti-Qing is to save the Han people who are poisoned by the Tartars, not to do the same thing as the Tartars! If we would rather let these people starve to death in front of our eyes, what is the difference between us and the Tartars!"

"Last year, last year, my parents, wife and children were brutally killed by the Qing army. Now, Mr. Song, are you forcing me to kill other innocent people again!"

"As long as I, Zhou Shixiang, are still alive. As long as our Taiping Army still exists, as long as Xinhui City is still in our hands, I will never let the tragedy repeat itself!"

Zhou Shixiang's almost roaring roar alarmed the guards outside the hall. They rushed in nervously, then looked at each other, and quietly retreated.

"Forget it, since you insist on doing this, Qianhu, it is inconvenient for me to be this villain again."

Zhou Shixiang's fierce reaction finally made Song Xianggong relieved. He is not a man of stone-heartedness. Just a few months ago when the Taiping army first occupied Xinhui City, he had advised Zhou Shixiang in the city. Zhou Shixiang was able to sympathize with the surviving people of Xinhui. Don't let them die too many innocent lives. But Zhou Shixiang at that time did not have the kindness of a woman like today, but rejected him without hesitation. Now. However, the two sides adjusted, and the good people of the day became evil people. That wicked man is going to be a good man.

Just when Zhou Shixiang thought that Duke Xiang of Song was willing to give food to those people, Duke Xiang of Song said another plan.

"I knew about human trafficking in Liao Zhixian County, and I knew about it in the morning, so it was caused by food reduction, so I suppressed it and didn't report it to you. Now thousands of households already know about it, and I'm ruthless, so I have to save one or two. ."

Hearing Song Xianggong's words were strange, Zhou Shixiang frowned: "How to save it?"

Song Xianggong firmly said: "It is impossible to put grain."

"If you don't release food, how can you let the people live?!" Zhou Shixiang was angry and anxious, and Master Song was just teasing himself for a long time.

Song Xianggong motioned Zhou Shixiang to stay calm and let him finish his words.

"Presumably Qianhu already knew that the women who were sold belonged to the common people in the city, but does Qianhu know who the buyers were?"

Zhou Shixiang asked, "Who?"

"They are all former battalion soldiers."

Although he already knew the answer in his heart, Zhou Shixiang couldn't help but "hum".

Song Xianggong sighed: "Don't be annoyed by the thousands of households. It is not necessarily evil for the soldiers to buy women. The fact may not be as depraved as the thousands of households imagined."

"What do you want to say, sir?"

"Although some of our soldiers have married families, there are also unmarried ones. As far as I know, most of the women who buy women are unmarried ones."

"Unmarried?"

"According to the rules set by the thousand households, the soldiers in the former camp are adequately supplied with food rations. The ordinary soldiers have one pound and four taels of food a day, and officers have more than that. Those who have families can provide food for their families in addition to their own use, plus the food allocated by the rear camp. Although there is not much food in the army at the moment, they have never deducted food, so there is no worry of lack of food in the future camp. Those who have not married in the army do not need to provide for their families, but they are more than enough for their own use, and they can even use it to help others. The grain is an iron rule set by thousands of households, even if I know how much food my soldiers have, I don’t dare to deduct it, so as to avoid breaking the taboo of thousands of households, which will only make the soldiers sick.”

"Mr. did the right thing on this matter. Right now, our army is trapped in the lonely city, and the army's heart must not be shaken."

Although there is not much food in the city, it can only last for two months, but only the officers above the general banner know about this matter, and the ordinary soldiers do not know. It's never a good thing. Zhou Shixiang felt that Song Xianggong was doing things steadily and was grateful, but he didn't know how his words had anything to do with his request.

"The soldiers have surplus food, but the people in the city are short of food. One is more and one is less. What do thousands of households think will happen? Since ancient times, has there been less people living by food? Dead people, isn't it a good thing to give them a way to live?"

"How can it be a good thing for people to be forced to sell women!" Song Xianggong's reasoning made Zhou Shixiang dumbfounded.

Not wanting Song Xianggong, he said: "There is no absolute good or absolute bad in the world. If you have never seen the scene of betraying people, how long do you think these people will be able to survive, ten days or half a month? If one chooses to live, what will the people do, how can it not be a good thing for them to live on the food of those soldiers?"

"What do you want to say, sir?" Zhou Shixiang was a little confused.

Song Xianggong no longer went around in circles, and bluntly told him: "Since the unmarried people in the army intend to buy women to start a family, the thousand households will allow them to do so, so that some people can survive on the premise of reducing the food supply. Why object."

"A soldier buys a woman to start a family?"

Zhou Shixiang said bitterly, Song Xianggong said it nicely, but what exactly does a soldier buy a woman to do, can he not know? What is the difference between these women and military prostitutes to a certain extent!

Song Xianggong said indifferently: "Qianhuquan thinks so, and it is true. If Qianhu doesn't think so, I have nothing to do, but it is absolutely impossible to put grain in the public treasury. As a Taiping army The general manager of money and food has to ensure the food supply of the Taiping army, and when there is not much food in stock, I, Song Xianggong, will never mind being a villain!"

Song Xianggong's words were very direct and even threatening, which made Zhou Shixiang very uncomfortable, but he knew that Song was indeed planning for the Taiping Army. After all, no one knew when the Qing army would besiege the city. It's always good to be able to save an extra grain now.

How to do it, Zhou Shixiang hesitated. The situation in the city is similar to that of the later generations stationed in Japan, Vietnam, and the US military stationed in South Korea. Under the circumstance that they have enough material than the local residents, the local residents have not sent a large number of women to the beds of these foreign soldiers, just for the sake of it. The whole family can live on.

Of course the Taiping Army is not the US military, UU read www. What uukanshu.com owns is 108,000 miles worse than the U.S. military, but no matter how bad it is, it is better than those of the Xinhui people. Two big cakes can buy a young woman, even a woman who has not yet married. Think about those Xinhui people. How far the people have come.

My original intention was that I didn’t want these people to starve to death. Although the intentions of the sergeants were not very good, their actions did give some people a way to live, even if it was a very short way of life, a very sad way of life, but it was also a way of life, no matter what. Better than starving to death.

Full and warm thinking of lust. Desire, full of warm and lustful.

Zhou Shixiang laughed at himself. This phenomenon could happen to an army trapped in a lonely city. It made him feel amused and pitiful, and he felt that he had failed too much, failed to educate his subordinates, and failed to build an army. The people's army who will starve to death without robbing food and freeze to death will not demolish houses. Perhaps, this is the real army linked to the times, the essence of the Taiping Army.

After a while, Zhou Shixiang finally opened his mouth and said to Song Xianggong: "Okay, I no longer insist on my opinion, but I also ask the gentleman to preside over this matter and convert the private to the government."

"Private to government-run?"

Song Xianggong was confused. (To be continued)