The World of Martial Arts

Chapter 107 My Rules
Xu Zhengping ignored those beggars who were paralyzed in fright and dripping with feces and urine, but came to the child and gently stroked his messy and dirty head like a chicken coop.

"Good boy, what's your name?"

"My name is Su Wubing!"

"Wubing, Qubing, these are the names of ancient famous generals, good names, do you believe in Buddhism?"

The child clenched his fists and said, "No! I hate Buddha! I hate those bald donkeys!"

Xu Zhengping smiled and said, "But I believe in Buddha, and I am the most devout follower of Buddha. Will you follow me to believe in Buddha in the future?"

Su Wubing looked at Xu Zhengping, with a slight struggle on his face, and then said: "From now on, I will believe in whatever Buddha the hero believes in!"

As he said that, he knelt down on both knees and kowtowed nine times to Xu Zhengping until his forehead was bleeding.

Only then did Xu Zhengping help him up, and said: "Then I will teach you the most basic principles of believing in the Buddha. The Buddha is me, and I am also the Buddha. The Buddha is a demon, and the demon is also a Buddha!"

While speaking, he waved his hand back casually, and a burst of energy surged out. Half of the beggars kneeling in front of the Guanyin statue had their heads exploded and died on the spot.

At this time, the sound of horseshoes came from outside the temple.

The dozens of Jiang Hu tycoons who came on horseback stopped more than ten steps outside the temple, then hurriedly got off their horses and came running.

Many children in the temple huddled together in fright when they saw a group of Jianghu people in strong clothes with swords and swords.

Only Su Wubing clenched his fists and said, "Are these people helpers of beggars?"

Xu Zhengping shook his head, "No, they are my subordinates."

The dozen or so people entered the temple, without even looking at the corpses on the ground and the beggars who were still alive, they all knelt down on one knee and bowed down: "See you!"

Xu Zhengping calmly ordered: "Ask clearly from these Huazi, where there are beggar gangs in the areas under our control, don't be afraid of killing people, the more you kill, the better, and the cleanest will be the cleanest."

"Subordinates obey orders!"

"In addition, adopt these children and treat them as orphans of martyrs in the gang."

"Order!"

Finally, he led Su Wubing out of the ruined temple, and looked back at the Guanyin statue inside, he frowned.

Asked: "No disease, how long have you lived in this ruined temple?"

"Two years."

"Oh, many children died in two years?"

"Ah."

Xu Zhengping was silent for a moment, then gave another order.

"After you took the people away, you pushed this ruined temple away."

The subordinate seemed to know Xu Zhengping's beliefs very well, and asked, "Wai Yuan, where is the Guanyin statue?"

"Smash it, ashes to ashes, dust to dust."

The subordinates were greatly surprised, and Su Wubing was also very surprised, why would a person who believed in Buddhism smash the Bodhisattva statue.

Xu Zhengping didn't explain, and rode all the way to the Southern Shaolin ruins with the child.

The reason why it is said to be a ruin is because Ren Woxing was violent. After launching revenge, he robbed everything and set fire to it.

Due to the excellent terrain here, it is the only high point on the surrounding land, if a Wubao is built, it can radiate around and show its influence.

Therefore, Zhang Wenqing built a simple stockade here, so that the brothers who gathered the Nanshan Gang Liquan could live together and protect each other.

Zhang Wenqing personally came to meet Xu Zhengping outside the stockade, bringing with him a group of key members of the Nanshan Clan.

"Outsider! This is..." He glanced at Su Wubing, the child next to Xu Zhengping.

Xu Zhengping said: "After the disciples I accept, there will be a group of orphans in the future. You send someone to take care of them and teach them. They will be the most loyal backbone of our Nanshan Gang in the future."

Zhang Wenqing obeyed the order awe-inspiringly, without asking about the cause and effect.

"No illness, you go in with this aunt to take a bath, change clothes, and have a good rest."

Su Wubing nodded, and followed a woman to the interior of the village, looking back at Xu Zhengping every step of the way.

Xu Zhengping said to Zhang Wenqing: "Since this neighborhood belongs to us, all the rules should follow the rules of our Nanshan Gang, you understand."

"My subordinates have never dared to discount the things that the executives have to say!
However, after investigation during this period, it was found that the people here were living too hard.

Those bald donkeys in Southern Shaolin are all bastards who cannibalize people without spitting out their bones!

I have never seen such exploitation of the people under his name, and the imperial court's corvee taxes are all on the people's heads.

In addition, the land rent and tax are quite heavy, and there are also names such as raising Buddha silver, future life blessing, bliss reward, and merit money.

The people in one family basically have no surplus food throughout the year, and their lives are extremely miserable.

The people in other places can't survive anymore, and the worst is to go to sea, become pirates, and earn money with their lives. Although they can't escape death, they can always have enough to eat before they die!
But Nan Shaolin and the others are powerful in martial arts, and they are strong enough to fight against the pirates along the coast. Although they are meritorious, they also cut off the only way of life for the people who cannot survive.

People who dared to flee into the sea were caught and treated as castaways.

The monks were very noble and didn't want to be stained with blood, so they all turned them over to the government. The government and local big families, including these monks, all killed them for the crime of collaborating with Japanese. "

Xu Zhengping already had some understanding of these matters, but he still asked.

"Since you are a tenant, the owner can't do it, so can't you change it?"

"Hehe, there used to be a few big families around here, either they were officials in the court, or they were local tyrants, and they all joined forces with South Shaolin to attack and defend the alliance.

Everyone has the same rules, even if the people escape, how many hundred miles can they escape?In the end, we can only choose among the clubs around here.

And after they colluded, they would not accept any fleeing households!It is equivalent to the people who dare to betray their masters and flee. Unless they can find a livelihood in the city, they will have to starve to death. "

Fu Xiaowu was also from a tenant household, and he said bitterly: "When I was a child, my family also farmed land for the landlord, but in the water towns of the south of the Yangtze River, there are many small and medium landlords, and one family can't always find a second one.

Like here, a large piece of fertile land is monopolized by a few families. As long as these few families get together for a meal during the festival, they can negotiate the rules, which is extremely bad for the common people! "

Xu Zhengping asked, "Didn't Ren Woxing come later?"

"Don't expect anything from that devil, outsiders, he captured Shaolin and destroyed several powerful families around him, but the rules are still the same, but there is a shortage of manpower, unlike Shaolin that prohibits people from fleeing to sea.

Therefore, since Ren Woxing occupied this place, many common people went into the sea to become pirates, which made the Japanese plague in Quanzhou even worse. "

Zhang Wenqing said: "While the members want to change the situation here, the subordinates also have the same idea.

However, although the local South Shaolin is not here, there are still some rich families in the surrounding area. If we change the rules, I am afraid that many tenants under their names will come to join us.

Then there might be bigger troubles. "

Xu Zhengping said: "Since we are here, we have to set the rules. If they think we don't follow the rules, we should teach them what the new rules are."

Both Zhang Wenqing and Fu Xiaowu were familiar with Xu Zhengping's style, so it was not surprising.

Zhang Wenqing added: "We want to change the situation. At least for a year, we don't want to expect much profit from this ten thousand mu of fertile land. We have to invest a lot by ourselves. After all, we need to feed so many people, buy seeds, build manors, etc. wait."

"What's the approximate budget?"

"The annual output of the gang will basically come in, and coupled with the losses in Yuhang, the big guys will have to tighten their belts and live a hard life for a year or two."

Xu Zhengping said seriously: "I will try to solve the money problem, but I must not spit out what I eat."

Zhang Wenqing and the others looked terrified, since they had Xu Zhengping's statement, they just had to shake off their arms and do things with all their might.

Yue Buqun, who had been listening all the time, stood up and said meaningfully: "Let me die, the people of Southern Shaolin may not let us do this, they will definitely come back to regain the property."

Xu Zhengping said with a smile: "That's a matter of the quack, and it will naturally be resolved by means of the quack. We are originally gangsters, and we don't know how to play those white ways. If we want it, we have to show our strength."

As he said that, he looked at the crowd, "Are you still practicing diligently recently?"

(End of this chapter)