Han’s Son is Not a Slave

Does everyone have food to eat, clothes to wear, and meat to eat?

This is such a good thing, who wouldn't want it!

The crowd rioted, and after a while, someone shouted: "Which of us would not want such a good thing!"

"I knew you wanted to!"

Zhou Shixiang nodded, and then imitated a certain leader with a mustache in later generations. He waved his right hand in the air and shouted to the crowd, "But do you think such good things will fall on your heads?"

The crowd fell silent, yes, how could such good things fall on them, and they could only think about it when they were dreaming at night.

"Everyone has food to eat, clothes to wear, meat to eat, and we are not afraid of being bullied by others. This matter sounds unreal. I know you don't believe it, but I tell you now, as long as you join our team, I will Guarantee that from now on you will have food to eat, clothes to wear, and meat to eat! When we drive away the Tartars in the future, the imperial court will divide the land for you, build houses, and let you all have a good life!"

"This soldier..."

There was a middle-aged man in the crowd who didn't know what to call Zhou Shixiang and wanted to call him Jun Ye, but he could see that he dressed like a scholar, so he changed his mouth and said, "This scholar, although we are illiterate, we are not fools. Good thing, stop coaxing us."

As soon as he said this, the crowd suddenly roared, and the whispers of "buzzing" began to discuss, and most of them had doubts on their faces.

"Why, you don't believe what I said?" Zhou Shixiang didn't get angry, but smiled: "I coax you to do something, if you don't believe it, you can join our team first and see if I lied to you, if you find out I'm lying to you, you can leave the team immediately, I promise not to stop you, let alone hurt you!"

When an old man with white hair saw Zhou Shixiang speak kindly, he boldly said, "Even if what you say is true, you only need to be young and strong, and you don't want us old people and children."

"Old man, what you said is wrong, I don't just want young people, I want everyone!" Zhou Shixiang swept his hand across the eyes of everyone and said decisively: "Whether old or weak, women and children, as long as they are willing to join our team, I want it! In the future, I will not only take care of your food and accommodation, but also take care of your life, old age, sickness and death. In a word, as long as it is our people, we will raise them when they are old, we will cure them when they are sick, and we will bury them when they die!”

As soon as these words were said, all the people were stunned: Is there really such a team in the world?

Zhao Sihai and Peng Dazhu were even more dumbfounded when they heard it: This scholar is too stubborn, this is recruiting people to serve as soldiers, not to be raised as parents! You help old and weak women and children come in, how are we going to fight this battle, and what are we going to use to support them!

Peng Dazhu is in a hurry, and he is going to stop Zhou Shixiang now. Zhao Sihai is still calm, although he is anxious, but so many people are watching, no matter what, he cannot question Zhou Shixiang at this juncture, let alone lose his prestige, otherwise the people will I don't even believe them anymore.

But don't let Zhou Shixiang be so foolish, do what he says, the brothers are just busy!

After Zhao Sihai and Peng Dazhu discussed in a low voice, the latter hurried to Zhizhou Yamen to find Boss Hu and Duke Xiang of Song.

Zhou Shixiang didn't know the actions of Zhao Sihai and Peng Dazhu, and he continued to agitate the people there: "I can put my words here, as long as you come with us, if I, Zhou Shixiang, eat in one bite, you will definitely eat in one bite!"

"You're serious, we people really want it, and give it back?" The old man opened his mouth, for fear that Zhou Shixiang would give the opposite answer.

"Old man, I just said that no matter who, no matter men or women, young or old, as long as they are willing to do anything with us, we will do it!"

Zhou Shixiang affirmed what he said once again, and under the excited gaze of the old man, Jier said: "Of course, we are the army of Daming, and now the Manchus have taken our land, so we have to fight them desperately, Therefore, after you join our team, you must do what you can, and as for the young and strong, you still have to fight with us on the battlefield and the Qing army."

Hearing this, the old man looked disappointed: "This is not Ralph, asking young people to work for you and die?"

"No, it's not to drag the master, let alone die! I can tell you unmistakably that we will never drag the master, and we treat all those who join our team equally. There are no main soldiers or auxiliary soldiers in our army, and they are all soldiers. The only difference is the division of labor.”

"What is division of labor?"

Zhou Shixiang explained: "Old man, this division of labor means that, for example, if you are too old to go into battle to kill the enemy, then do things like cooking, chopping wood, helping to move things, and even if there are women, you can't go into battle to kill the enemy. Then sew and mend for everyone, wash clothes, and take care of the wounded. In short, those who can hold a sword can't stay behind like the elderly, children, and women, and must join us in battle to kill the enemy!"

After hearing this, the old man couldn't help nodding his head: "That's the truth, we old bones can't eat and drink from you for free, we need to do some strength."

Unconsciously, there were more and more people surrounding the old man, and they all listened intently. Some young men have quietly discussed with his family. Not far away, some people who were not affected by the disaster saw a lot of people surrounded here, and they all came to watch the fun.

"Do those who go into battle eat the same thing as those who stay behind?" A young man who used to be the master of Kong Guoliang's Qing army asked a question.

This issue is obviously a concern of many young adults. They don't want to eat more than others, but think that if they can eat more, they can save their wives and children eating more. These days, nothing is more reassuring than nothing to eat.

"Those who go into battle to kill the enemy must eat a little more than those who can't go into battle. If they don't eat enough, they won't have the strength to fight the Qing army, and they won't be able to protect the old and weak, women and children. Everyone must understand this. But it's not because they eat more. , the elderly and children will eat less, and they will not let the elderly and children go hungry.”

Speaking of this, Zhou Shixiang paused, "But if we really don't have enough food, then I'll be hungry with everyone!"

"Our army has set up a public treasury. In the future, all the money and food captured by the army will be put into the public treasury, and then distributed according to everyone's division of labor."

"As long as our team is still there, even if I die, our team will not abandon any of you, because you have been part of our team from the moment you joined us. In the team, we are all We are a family, we live for a common purpose, that is to drive out the Manchu Tartars, so that everyone has clothes to wear and meat to eat!"

The concept of public treasury was borrowed by Zhou Shixiang from the later Taiping Heavenly Kingdom "sacred treasury", but the word "sacred treasury" cannot be taken directly, otherwise all the materials seized in name will become the emperor of the eternal calendar.

After answering a few more questions for the people, Zhou Shixiang found that no one was willing to sign up, and couldn't help but ask, "Do you still believe me?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw the young man who had been a teacher for the Qing army, pulling his daughter-in-law, who had just passed the door, and squeezed out from the crowd.

"I believe what you say, and I'm willing to follow you!"