Clam Pearl

In the early autumn of the ninth year of Tiancheng, there was chaos outside the Yu Family Ancestral Hall in Xiajiang County, Ganzhou County.

In Xiajiang County, after a plague killed Dinghu decades ago, it has not been so lively for many years.

No, early in the morning, on the dilapidated and muddy official road, hemp ropes as thick as arms dragged hundreds of people in tattered Taoist robes, holding bamboo divination boards, carrying fortune-telling Fan'er's Mr. Jiang Hu.

This group of people are talkative, but when they get to the place, they are very serious. They are chattering, twittering, complaining, crying and howling, throwing and rolling, in short, there are all kinds of things, and it is more lively than singing a big show.

Seeing that they were making a fuss, a group of soldiers from over there rushed forward, and they gave a violent twitch regardless of their heads or faces!

Suddenly, the world became clear again!

The Ding people who moved from Xiajiang County this time are neither Ding households with children and daughters from Wukang County, nor military households, nor are they Au civilians from various places.

In the formal official documents, this kind of people has a name, which is: refugees.

How the refugees became powerful cannot be examined in detail, but a few things can still explain their origin.Natural disasters, man-made disasters, wars, cholera, plague, banditry, etc. cause the common people to be displaced, and finally degenerate into the inferior pariah, becoming the source of evil that harms society.

These people flowed from their hometowns and arrived in various cities. They started begging on their own, and gradually formed rivers and lakes.Those who are good and hardworking in the Jianghu have already had a solid place to go, but most of them are still not good, so it's hard to say, breaking the law is a matter of time.

People living at the bottom of the society do all kinds of strange things, such as fortune-telling by bones, psychic helpers, drawing lots to cheat money, and all kinds of men who sell counterfeit medicines, such as Jiang Han, Li Han, Huahan, Panhan, etc., those who play tricks, and even become bandits and joined cults... In short, to put it bluntly, those who do fraud are all talents cultivated from this group.

According to the records of the Ministry of Criminal Justice last year, forty bandits in Luo County killed the chief minister in March, bandits plundered the city in Xuyang in August, and bandits killed Liehou in December...

Every year, every month, there are many such things in various places. Up and down, as long as you hear that the refugees are rioting, you will feel a headache for a while.

Just at this time, Gu Zhao, the good man of the county, appeared, and he just said:

"...These people who engage in rivers and lakes culture are destroying social stability. From now on, if you do this, don't beat them, don't scold them, and don't go to prison to waste rice and grain. They will all be exiled to me, and we will move Siquan is here, and those who commit crimes will do hard labor to build roads, and those who have not committed crimes will go to open up wasteland and farm..."

Isn't that a good thing?As soon as this was said, it immediately received a warm welcome and positive response from grassroots cadres across the country!

Who doesn't have many annoying lice and fleas on the leather?It seems that these bedbugs are not big, but the biting is really annoying, which affects the performance of officials too much.

So, from the beginning of summer, Ganzhou County fell into bad luck, and fleas and bugs from all over the country came from all directions. Since this year, Ganzhou has had a good reputation since ancient times.

What Lord Renjun said sounds good, one counts as one, those who have a family will take the whole family away, and those who have no family, when they go to the lower river, the gods will be paired with the gods, everyone can freely combine...

It's really the above sentence, but the bottom one broke his leg in a hurry, broke his mouth, exhausted his heart, and hurt his mind...

No, now there is a story of thousands of godly men going to Ganzhou,

Early this morning, the [-] people who went to the lower river were all gods and men walking around the streets.

Anyone who leads the world is not a slick guy who can see the height of his eyebrows!Among this group of people, those who are exquisite and eloquent are just basic elements, and there are quite a few champions among the fortune tellers!

In this way, this journey is not thrilling, but full of jokes.

A military lord who sent refugees away, insisted on recognizing a grandfather who knew everything about the past and present in the fortune-telling team. He will have a son named Tianbao in the future, who will later be worshiped as a first-rank general...

Anyway, I don't know how to fool you!In the end, Mogu's grandfather traveled in a carriage and ate white steamed buns, but the escorting soldier went to Ganzhou and went down the river on foot.

When the soldier arrived at the Xiajiang immigration office, he took out his own money to redeem his grandfather.

But he didn't know that the immigrant county implemented a new civil law. Here, there is no such thing as redemption. All the people in Juehu County are the same, and everyone has the same, so there is really nothing else except that you can't leave if you want.

Seeing that he couldn't get out, the soldier's grandson was dumbfounded, and the godfather also went crazy. He struggled to get out of the car, hugged the old locust tree and wailed loudly. His father didn't feel so sad when he died.

The refugees in Xiajiang County were stunned, and the soldiers at the immigration office in Xiajiang County were even more stunned. They have long been familiar with this matter, and there will always be a few such funny things happening to any random group of escorts. Without further ado, let's take the whip down first, and then talk after being honest.

The soldier rolled his eyes and scolded meanly: "To be able to enter the sixth brigade, it is because the ancestors of the eighth generation burned high incense and smoked from the grave, and they are still crying! Crying for your mother's legs, the Lord is still crying!" I want to get a basic salary, and have fine grain every month, come here! But they are all workers!! Understand? Workers?"

That Gua grandpa, what kind of person do you hear?He thought he was a craftsman, so he lost all hope.

understand?Of course I don't understand!The grandson of the soldier reluctantly handed over the procedures, and finally left helplessly. This time when he returned home, he wanted to marry a wife immediately and give birth to a first-rank general, which was a serious matter.

The grandfather who was whipped was dragged out to a small black room for self-reflection. This kind of person is usually called a dangerous element, and he must be reformed first!

Pooh!Who told him to be dishonest!

So, one didn't want to leave, and a few desperately procrastinated. Outside the big ancestral hall, a human comedy was staged lively.

Just in time for breakfast, the students in the training class of the education center held a large porcelain bowl in their arms, and they were all smiling and watching. It was really lively. These people completely forgot that two months ago, they were also like this It's a bad manner.

With the boundary of ten miles around the Yu family ancestral hall, there is a name here called the Sixth Brigade of the Second Yellow River Division of Ganzhou.

Anyone in the business of fortune-telling and character testing, who can know hundreds of characters, will be sent to this place.

Moreover, the Sixth Brigade does not farm. There are only two types of people here, one is called workers, there is a printing factory here, and there is an education center, and the education center produces basic teachers, and the other is called clerks.

After the training, these people don't open up wasteland and farm land, but take the basic share, and do the work without sweating. It is said that the trainees will be able to go out to take the examination of petty officials after they gain knowledge.

Fortune tellers can fool people, so Gu Zhao is doing his best.

These useful people, Gu Zhao did not lose them. In addition to the [-] catties of coarse grains for each adult in the planned economy, he gave two catties of fine grains and half a catty of vegetable oil... The court also gave five hundred catties per month. The money is now in the account, where can I find such a good job?How much are those land reclamation workers in other counties paid each month?After planting land for ten years, you can leave [-]% of the land for yourself, and these lands still have to be taxed.

On a row of tables under the big locust tree, there are various yamen sitting. If someone from later generations comes, I’m afraid they will die of laughter. The names of these yamen are very familiar, what kind of education bureau, what kind of immigration bureau... and so on...

A certain person doesn't like to use brains, and he is good at using ideas. The new control system he has formulated, once he puts it out, whether it is the master of Jinshan or Zhao Chunrun, it is quite surprising. It is really a surprise ...

Gu Zhao needs talents now, but he is unwilling to disturb the bureaucratic system in Shangjing. In his eyes, as long as he is not illiterate, he is a treasure. Therefore, under the strict management of general household registration, in order to prevent the loss of talents, the fortune tellers here have to Do more formalities and stamp more seals.

Those who know less than a few hundred characters will go to the printing factory to be rigid. When the fortune-teller comes in, they will all be brainwashed first, and then memorize the textbooks. After the first half of the study, they will pass the exam. Mr. Knowledge will go, and when they pass the examination, they will be given the opportunity to take the examination of self-supporting career establishment staff.

It is said that for this group of fortune tellers, several senior officials of Qian Ding Division rolled up their sleeves and fought several battles.

Fate wrapped this group of fortune tellers, and those who ran the rivers and lakes came to the river. After many years, whenever they thought about it, they really wanted to laugh and rejoice. A piece of land, get a new value and become a gentleman respected by everyone?In the end, they all became officials and ate the imperial food!

Amidst the noise, Mao Yuchun untied the cloth on his wrist from the rope, and looked around blankly. He walked for two whole months. At the beginning, he still had a pair of shoes to wear. Tear off the cloth strips and tie straw sandals on them.

I thought I would die on the road, but I didn't want to. Although the long-distance journey is hard, but there is a basic meal a day, such days are both surprising and joyful, at least a hundred times better than before.

Mao Yuchun has three younger brothers to support, and he might not be able to eat a full meal in the past month. Although he is exiled now, it can be seen that he can eat a full meal. For these poor refugees, this is already a life like heaven. .

"Big Brother! Big Brother!!!!!!!!!"

From the donkey cart at the end of the team, two or three thin, yellow-faced children aged seven to eight to ten years old jumped down. As soon as the children got off, they began to look for them in panic and shouted loudly. Start running over.

Some of the unconvinced ones were being whipped, and the children were scared out of their wits and ran to hug their legs, the little ones hugged their legs like life-saving ropes, and the big ones pulled the tattered skirts of their clothes.

Mao Yuchun looked at them, and touched their heads one by one to comfort him: "It's nothing, it's nothing, there's a brother!"

Mao Yudong, the youngest, hugged Mao Yuchun's thigh and began to cry: "Brother, I'm afraid!"

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, there is a brother!"

Having said that, he still hugged his younger brother in his arms and kept saying nothing, don't be afraid, he didn't know whether to tell others or to himself.

Mao Yuchun is 20 years old this year. He doesn't know where he came from. He only remembers that when he was four or five years old, there was a flood in his hometown. After his father was washed away, his mother died of illness. His uncle wanted to sell him, but he sold too many people and hated him. He wasted rice and grain, so he was thrown away in other counties.

In this way, Mao Yuchun was exiled in another country, and did a lowly job, a wicked beggar.

It's no wonder that Mao Yuchun was a ruthless person. He used to eat enough to feed his family, but he almost died of a serious illness a few years ago, and was taken in by an old beggar who lived in a ruined temple and took his life.

The old beggar's surname was Mao, and he was given the name Mao Yuchun. As for Mao Yuchun's original name, he had long forgotten.

The old beggar's family was also a scholar's family in the past, but after the war, the family was defeated, blind, lame, and sick, so they lost all the way and became beggars. The old beggar was kind, first took in Mao Yuchun, and then his family had The ranking of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

The year before last, the old beggar's grandfather disappeared, so Mao Yuchun took care of the food and drink of his three younger brothers. There was nothing he could do about it, so Mao Yuchun gritted his teeth and became a beggar who blackmailed people. The younger brother is the scourge of people all over the town.

Mao Yuchun wasn't originally in this team. When he entered Ganzhou, someone registered him. Because he knew a few hundred characters and some numbers from the old beggar, he was sent here from the beggar team.

As for how the four brothers were exiled, in the small town where they settled, there was no one who opened a board to do business without being afraid of these brothers, and they didn't make trouble for you. There are four bodies lying down, big and small, and they are lying silently in front of your house. The money is less, and they still don’t leave...

The officials originally arrested them, but they committed minor crimes, and they had to be released after three to five days. Year after year, day after day, they became a serious problem for local officials.

Furthermore, there are three children in his family, and most of the people in the town are kind, they gritted their teeth, and everyone endured this matter.

As soon as the new law came out this summer, the yamen servants in the town rushed all the way to drag the four brothers out of the ruined temple, and sent them away happily. on the way.

On this journey, the four brothers Anshun didn't suffer much, because there were three young children in his family, and Qian Dingsi even arranged a donkey cart for the young children, so they arrived at the place calmly.

The four brothers didn't know their future and fate, so they hugged each other tightly and looked around in panic.

Not long after, a young official over there, about 20 years old, wearing a green cloth robe, a cowhide belt tied around his waist, and a handkerchief with no feet on his head, was holding up a list, and he read his name heartbreakingly:

"Mao Yuchun! Mao Yuchun!!!! Mao Yuchun!!! Mao Yuchun, you bastard, if you make a sound, you fart!"

Mao Yuchun grew up to be 20 years old. He had a name a few years ago, but he has never been called like this.

It took him a long time to realize that he was calling himself. So, he let out a low voice first, and then saw that the official was heart-piercing, so he hurriedly responded loudly, and dragged his three younger brothers over.

"It's here, it's here... Grandpa, grandpa, here's grandpa, the little... the young one is Mao Yuchun..."

The little official looked down at them, first at the big ones and then at the small ones. After a long time, his eyes softened. He pointed to the open space on one side and ordered in a hoarse voice, "Go to the exam over there! Go to the exam!"

Mao Yuchun didn't understand, so he had to drag his three younger brothers to line up there again in a daze. He leaned his neck and looked over there. There was also a square table there, and there was a master sitting in front of the table. , but he was holding an iron ruler, he made a mistake, bang!He beat people with a ruler, and continued to give orders after beating, while writing and drawing.

After half a stick of incense, Mao Yuchun was finally lined up. Without looking up, the master threw a torn book in front of him, and told him to turn over the pages, point to the words he knew on it, and count himself while reading. how many.

Mao Yuchun picked up the book transcribed on horse dung paper, looked at the cover, found five characters, and recognized three, and he immediately read: "Master, I recognize three! This one reads to save, this one reads to move, this... three ...This word is also on the wall on the other side, and everyone who is young knows it, and the three disciplines of immigration written there... everyone who is young knows it, sir?"

The little official raised his head and looked at him with a smile: "You are clever!"

Can you be smart? I have been watching quietly for a long time, and the iron ruler just slapped me, it hurts!When he blackmails people in the town, he also watches them order dishes.

Mao Yuchun said with a flattering smile, "Thank you for your compliment."

The little official smiled and shook his head, pointing to the third issue of "Qian Ding Si's Rescue from the Wilderness" and said: "Don't be smart with me, keep reading!"

Mao Yuchun bowed his head and said, "Master, my little brothers can also read a few words..."

The little official looked at the few around him, but he didn't know what he thought of, so he suddenly became friendly and asked him: "These are all your younger brothers?"

Mao Yuchun replied sharply: "If you go back to my father, no, it was adopted by my adoptive father. Later, my adoptive father went to take care of me. As you can see, they are all thin and small, and they can't do heavy work. But it's okay, little one." It's done, look at me..."

The little official quickly waved his hand, there were hundreds of people in the line behind him, how could he have time to talk about this, so he patted the table and said, "Quickly read your characters! Are you talking too much?"

Mao Yuchun quickly lowered his head, turned the pages of the book and began to recognize it with difficulty. He was also lucky. In this book, he recognized 150 characters.

The little official ticked off a few ticks in a checkered list that includes old-age care, baby-raising, child-rearing, medical treatment, disability, poverty relief, art training, loans...

These ticks are respectively drawn on poverty relief, art training, and child rearing.

After marking, the clerk registered the names of the four Mao Yuchun brothers, and gave him four plaques from a basket on one side. You have to remember that you are from Ganzhou, this is Huang Liu 27, and your three younger brothers are 28, 29, and [-]. You can take care of this, eat and drink, live, grow old, sick and die. ..."

Mao Yuchun held the sign in his hand, and the clerk immediately became annoyed: "Hang it on your neck! You lost your head, so you can't lose this!"

Mao Yuchun panicked, and quickly hung up the four plaques for himself and his brother with the rope on the chain.

After hanging up, he received four thick papers made of horse dung paper. The official said, this is called a hukou.

In this way, Mao Yuchun took his household registration and took the three young brothers who were confused, and followed the team to the ancestral hall over there. In the ancestral hall, his head was stuffed with many things like a force-feeding duck. What about the registered permanent residence, what about the worker, what about the fact that he can get [-] yuan a month in the future, what he needs to rely on the brand to buy food supplies every month with his wages, etc...

That is to say, from this day on, Mao Yuchun became a stereotyped worker in a printing factory in Xiajiang, Ganzhou, earning 240 yuan a month, but for the [-] yuan, Mao Yuchun could only get [-] yuan. As for the rest, it is said that Mao Yuchun didn't resist any social insurance premiums, housing loans, or anything else.

As a commoner floating on the vast land, he was born to be exploited...