My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 3 Eleven Premeditated Rebellion

Seeing that no one noticed Qinglian's arrival, the old woman hurriedly supported Qinglian: "Son, I'm sorry for you, go hide in the house for a while, and rest for a while, Mom hasn't seen you for a long time, you How are you doing?"

Seeing that her mother was still so worried about herself, Qinglian couldn't help but her eyes became red and swollen again: "Everything is fine for Lian'er, but she can't serve her. Lian'er is not filial and makes her worry. Lian'er won't go in. , if my uncle sees you and it's time to reprimand you, Lian'er should go somewhere else."

The old woman wiped away the tears from the corners of Qinglian's eyes with her rough palm: "Son, it's all right, your great-uncle went to Hei Miao Village to discuss things, and he won't be back until evening, it's all right."

Wu Ge didn't bother seeing the mother and daughter reminiscing about the old days, and quietly retreated, leaving the two behind to follow the mountain trail where the Li Wen brothers were on their way.

In the wooden house, Qinglian stood up in panic, and looked at the mother who was sitting on the stool with a worried expression on her face: "What? You want to unite with the five seedlings to plot rebellion? This will not work. Although the five seedlings have a large population, they can really go to the battlefield The combat power of wielding knives and guns is only 3 young and middle-aged men, how can they rebel? This is seeking their own death, mother, no, you can’t beat them, please persuade granduncle.”

The old woman looked at Qinglian with a sad and worried expression and sighed heavily, looking at the scenery outside the door with a distressed expression: "Lian'er, it's not that we Miao people want zaofan, it's guanfan, you don't know what happened recently if you're not in the village these days What's the matter, we Miao people have lived in the mountains for generations, and we often rely on hunting and gathering for a living. The arable land is pitifully small. The land allocated by the Han government could have increased rations, but it was all occupied by chieftain officials. The ancestors who did not submit to the court relied on this There is no need to worry about food and clothing in the mountains of thousands of miles. As long as there are no natural disasters, they can be self-sufficient. But now, the land is gone, the government has to levy [-]% of the tax, and the chieftain has to levy [-]%. I can't make it through this year."

After finishing speaking, the old woman went to the bamboo stand behind her, took down a clay pot and put it in front of Qinglian, and took off the wooden lid of the pot. There was only a thin layer of rice inside, which couldn't even cover half of her little finger: "Grandmother Even if the food is gruel, it won't last for two months. Other villages have already started to eat leaves to survive. Toast, there are big fish and meat every meal, mouth full of oil, and singing every night. How did you ever control us people? life and death."

"But mother, the chieftain is also from the Miao people, so go to the chiefs to plead for mercy, borrow some food for the winter, and then return it to them in the coming year, please listen to Lian'er's advice, you really can't go against it."

The scene at the foot of Cuiping Mountain could not help appearing in Qinglian's mind. Tens of thousands of horses galloped down. Even ordinary martial arts masters had no power to resist in front of the uniform army. They were well-trained and fought closely. , It's like a killing machine.

Those light cavalry could cut a person's body in two with a single stroke of the horse's impact. The horse's impact was too fast, and there was no time to react.

Coupled with the generous sabers and heavy armor of the heavy cavalry, the members of the White Lotus Sect were trampled into flesh. Those are all top-ranking masters.

A dozen or so ordinary people don't want to take them down, but they are completely defenseless in front of the army. At that moment, Qinglian realizes that the city defenders who were ridiculed by them before for being vulnerable are no match for the frontier troops. What kind of gap.

It can be said that there is a world of difference. Before facing the garrison army, some members of the White Lotus Sect were able to turn them around for a long time, but the frontier army Longwuwei only had [-] soldiers and horses, and more than [-] people were killed in half a stick of incense. It was scattered and scattered, and the number of survivors was even rarer.

Qinglian will never forget that day, even those who are highly skilled in lightness kung fu have no choice but to face the overwhelming rain of arrows, there is no place to dodge in the air, and they can only be shot into a hornet's nest.

The rain of arrows is densely covered. Anyone who wants to escape in the air will be suppressed by the rain of arrows. Every kind of bow and arrow is a deadly weapon at such a short distance. .

If it wasn't for my sister Bai Shao who blocked the blow for me, I'm afraid I would be shot into a hedgehog by the rain of arrows as dense as a storm: "Sister"

The pained face of her sister Bai Shao flashed through her mind, and Qinglian covered her mouth and began to cry silently.

That nightmare-like scene really made Qinglian dare not recall it.

The 2000 people, all of whom are starting from the third rank of martial arts, are still vulnerable to Long Wuwei, who is both offensive and defensive. What's more, these ordinary young and middle-aged men in Wumiao Village have not undergone any training, and they only rely on a brute force to want to fight. Rebellion is impossible.

Even though the garrison army of Chengdu Mansion is not as powerful as the frontier army, they are well-equipped. What is the combination of the five seedlings, hoes, shovels and hunting gongnu? Bows, long knives, sharp swords and thick shields are children's playthings.

Moreover, as a prefecture, Chengdu is not comparable to a small prefecture. There is a full 3 well-equipped garrison. With [-] people, they want to attack the well-guarded city, and it is simply to deliver food. fate.

"Mum, I really can't resist. Go and discuss with the chieftain to borrow some food. You don't know how terrible the imperial army is, and it can destroy the five seedlings in an instant."

"Son, it's useless. Although the chieftains are managed by the Miao people, they have long been corrupted by Han officials. They are in collusion with the Han people. Compared with the Han people, they are more cruel to oppress poor people like us. The Han people want to confiscate At least the tax will not kill people, and the chieftain is a disgrace to the Miao people. If the tax collection is not successful, they will be beaten and scolded, or killed. They have been completely reduced to lackeys. It’s dead, it’s winter, and there’s nowhere to dig wild vegetables.”

Qinglian sat slumped on the stool: "Mother, did my uncle go to Heimiao village to discuss this matter?"

"That's right, the five biggest Miao villages of Long Qun Miao and Short Qun Miao have been in dire straits for a long time, but if there is some way to survive, how could we go down this road?"

Qinglian sighed helplessly, she didn't know how to persuade her uncle, her mother was right, she might be killed if she didn't, and she would really starve to death if she didn't.

She advised Grandma not to zaofan just to watch Grandma starve to death.

When she was in a daze, an old voice interrupted Qinglian's meditation: "What are you doing back?"

Qinglian came back to her senses, and saw that her mother was pulling an old man with white beard and hair about eight months old. The old man looked at Qinglian with an unhappy expression. It would be a shame for Qinglian to be pregnant before she was married and not execute according to the rules. Forgive me, I never thought that she would dare to come back.

"Lian'er bowed to my uncle." Qinglian gently knelt down while supporting her heavy body.

"Ah. Nie Yuan." The old man flung his sleeves and turned his back on the body, sighing in mourning.

Qinglian's great-uncle Wu Sang is one of the few old people in Baimiao Village. As the saying goes, Wu Sang also watched Qinglian grow up. She liked this child since she was a child, but she made a mistake It's something that embarrasses the whole village.

"Uncle, Lian'er, please, let's think of another way. We really can't go against it. It will push all the five Miao people to death. Let's think of another way."

Chapter 3 Twelve

Wu Sang's face suddenly changed and he stared coldly at Qinglian's mother: "You actually revealed such an important matter? If it is revealed, do you know what kind of trouble it will cause?"

Qinglian's mother looked at Wu Sang in a little bewilderment: "Uncle, no matter what Lian'er does, he is a member of this village, and she has the right to know about it. How can you understand Lian'er's temper?" Don't you know, she will definitely not say it."

"Girl Lian, take care of yourself. This matter has been discussed. The [-] men have already mobilized their troops. After seven days, they will launch a large-scale attack to overthrow the chieftain's control first, and finally attack Suizhou City. The government will not let us live. , we can only do the opposite, we would rather die on the way to the charge than starve to death."

"Grandpa, Suizhou is only a hundred miles away from Chengdu. Once the matter is exposed, the Chengdu government mobilizes heavy troops to attack with the garrison of Suizhou City. The [-] Miao brothers will be killed or injured, and may even bring about the extermination of the family." Uncle Lian'er hopes that you will think twice about this disaster, otherwise you won't be able to."

Wu Sang stomped his feet fiercely: "The old man doesn't want to let the sons go to the road of no return, but there is no food, Lian girl, there is no food, our harvest is already low, and the tax revenue of other places is [-]% in a bumper year. Yu Liang, we Miao people, [-]% of the tax, Lian girl, [-]% of the tax, the first-class fertile land, fertile and good land, has to hand over [-] catties of rice per mu, Shu is a land of abundance, but there are people To be able to starve to death, does this mean that we have a heart of disobedience? No, this is the government forcing the people to rebel."

Qinglian's mother also stepped forward to support Qinglian's arm: "My child, you are also a person who has suffered from natural disasters. You know better than my mother the people who starve to death. Don't persuade me. Listen to my mother. You have been wandering in the Central Plains for a long time." Yes, I can survive leaving this remote place, but the brothers and sisters in the Miao Village can’t do it, they can’t live without their roots, Aunt has only a little bit of money on her body, leave the Miao border, go far away, understand?”

Qinglian's mother took out a few pieces of silver and stuffed them in Qinglian's hands, silently wiping the tears from the corners of her eyes.

"No, no, granduncle, grandma, there must be other ways, you can't die, Lian'er can't watch you die, there must be other ways, food, food, Lian'er will borrow Grain, Lian Er went to borrow some food."

"Girl Lian..." Wu Sang's old but angry voice interrupted Qinglian's loss of focus.

"Grandpa..."

Wu Sang looked at Qinglian solemnly: "Girl Lian, if you still treat yourself as an old man and your great-uncle, follow your uncle's last order, leave the Miao Village, go far away, don't stay here and die in vain, listen to me!" Reached?"

"No... Lian'er can't just watch you go to die, granduncle, Lian'er borrows food, we will pay it back, you can't go to die."

"The bigger you are, the more stubborn you are. The Miao people in other prefectures are not under our management. There are 7 Miao people in Chengdu. It will take two months to pass the threshold. Consuming [-] shi of grain, who do you think can borrow [-] shi of grain to keep us alive?"

"Thirty thousand stones?" Qinglian didn't know how much food thirty thousand stones were, nor did she have a specific idea, but he knew from Wu Sang's expression that this was an impossible thing.

Otherwise, Wu Sang would not have planned to rebel with Wu Miao to make a living.

"Uncle, how much is a stone of rice in Chengdu?" Qing Lian seemed to have thought of something, and looked at Wu Sang with bright eyes.

Wu Sang pondered for a while: "In the early days, one tael of silver was one stone, but now it costs one tael or five silver to buy one stone. The key point is that we don't have any silver. If we have silver, how can we go to a dead end? You'd better go, my child. Leave the Miao Village."

Qing Lian didn't hear what Wu Sang said behind her, and began to whisper with her fingers. It took about half a quarter of an hour for Qing Lian to understand: "Around 5 taels of silver, don't turn it back, don't turn it back, Lian'er can borrow food."

Mu Ranqinglian opened her eyes wide and shouted: "Uncle, Lian'er can borrow thirty thousand shi of grain, Lian'er can."

Wu Sang glared at Qinglian angrily, do you know what you are talking about?Who else can take out thirty thousand shi of grain besides the government.

Qinglian bit her lower lip tightly, a trace of dark red blood left along the corner of her mouth, as if she had made up her mind Qinglian carefully took out a jade pendant wrapped in a handkerchief from her bosom and held it up: "Uncle, can you borrow it?" Thirty thousand shi of grain, but we have to sign a contract, and we must pay it back next year."

"Stupid!" Wu Sang glanced at the jade pendant in Qinglian's hand and rolled his eyes, feeling a little overwhelmed angrily, "It's not bad if a piece of jade pendant is worth a hundred taels of silver, but for 5 taels of silver, do you think others are fools? "

Wu Sang had never been out of the Miao Village, so she didn't know that there were different kinds of jade pendants. The jade pendant in Qinglian's hand was Young Master Liu's identity token. Ying'er was very anxious when she found out that Young Master Liu's jade pendant was missing. If you hold less tokens, you can mobilize 10 taels of silver in any shop of the Liu family.

Qinglian didn't know how much money Young Master Liu's jade pendant could collect, but she knew that she could definitely mobilize some money to use, at least she couldn't watch her mother, uncle and grandpa go to die.

But once the jade pendant is shown, it means that the news will be leaked out, and her own affairs will also reach the ears of the Liu family, but Qinglian naturally knows what is more important, she must save her mother's life.