Back To The Beginning Of Ming To Do Charity

The day when Lin Yuan arrived in Runing was a sunny day, more than half of the spring had passed, and summer would usher in more than a month. The sun fell on the ground, and the farmers in the fields were plowing in spring. It was the first spring for Chen Bosong to take over Runing. The people still live as in previous years. If there is anything different, it is that the people are more afraid and shrinking than before.

Even though Chen Bosong controlled all the big landlords like Lin Yuan, even if he allowed the farmers to get more benefits, the farmers were still uneasy and still afraid.

People seem to prefer the old life, lack of food, hunger, hard life, oppression and exploitation, but even so, they are used to that kind of life, suddenly someone told them that they are free and don't need to be in the landowner There is no need to worry about raising the rent again and again to live under the rent. After giving birth to a child, the child will be drowned.

They opened their frightened eyes and buried their heads like ostriches.

Chen Bosong didn't know what he did wrong.

Shouldn't people be cheering up?

When Lin Yuan rode his horse into the city, he turned his head and saw the fields beside the road, and the trembling fields, looking at his people with desperate and numb eyes.

This made Lin Yuan more aware of the difference between Ru Ning and other places.

In other places, Lin Yuan is the only and noble spiritual leader of the people.

Lin Yuan forgot where he saw it.

When science develops to the end, it will become theology, and people who are spiritually empty will desperately seek sustenance, and this sustenance is all kinds of religions.

People in the troubled times were at the time when their spirits were at their worst. People in Gaoyou Taizhou and other lands conquered by Lin Yuan captured Lin Yuan, but Runing did not.

"My lord!" The guards followed behind Lin Yuan. They watched Lin Yuan ride his horse, raised his whip, and galloped with the wind.

Lin Yuan reined in his horse in front of the barracks. The black steed under his crotch stood upright like a human being. Lin Yuan sat on the horse with his back straight. No one in the barracks didn't know him. When the soldiers saw Lin Yuan, they knelt neatly down.

The horse's hoof fell to the ground, Lin Yuan turned over and got off the horse, and soon a little soldier walked over with red eyes in excitement. The little soldier seemed to want to say something, but he opened his mouth several times but couldn't utter a single sound. With a habitual smile, he said softly, "Take the horse away and feed some beans."

Xiao Bing nodded again and again, he led the horse, proudly as if he was leading the whole world.

The minions even walked away on the same hands and feet as they walked.

He was only 14 years old when he fled to Gaoyou, and he had no parents or relatives. On the way to escape, there were blank eyes and ridicules everywhere.

Until he fled to Gaoyou and entered the military camp. No one bullied him in the military camp. Everyone was the same. Every seven days they would gather together to hold a party. They would talk about their past and their hometown in front of many people. , Said how he came to this place through hardships.

In this barracks, Xiaobing felt happiness that he had never felt before.

Here he is tolerated, he is full of sense of belonging, the more so, the more he admires Lin Yuan.

His admiration is blind and irrational.

But most people in the barracks are like this.

Not only the soldiers in Chen Bosong's hands, but also the soldiers in Zhu Yuanzhang, Li Congrong, and Yang Zian's hands.

This kind of extreme spiritual worship made the military power and political power firmly in Lin Yuan's hands.

But the most deadly point is that if Lin Yuan dies one day, the world centered on him will quickly disintegrate and fall apart.

Lin Yuan knew it himself, but he was powerless, he couldn't promote the ideas of democracy and freedom.

Democracy and freedom cannot grow on deformed ideological soil.

Only when the country is stable, when the new generation is educated, when this extreme worship ends, will democracy and freedom fall into the soil and blossom and bear fruit in people's minds.

Perhaps after his death, the seeds of democracy and freedom will emerge.

The premise is that he can stabilize the country before he dies.

As for his merits and demerits, it can only be left to future generations to evaluate.

"Master." Chen Bosong left the tent and walked over quickly. He had been away from Lin Yuan for nearly two years. During these two years, he had sweated and bled on different battlefields. He only thought of Lin Yuan when he was alone in the dead of night. .

Sometimes he even felt that he no longer knew the young master.

The gentle, kind, innocent and weak young master in his memory has turned into a calm, powerful ruler who holds the power of life and death.

This brought Chen Bosong an indescribable feeling of confusion.

He hoped that he could protect the young master, but the young master didn't need his protection.

Lin Yuan looked at Chen Bosong, he was also a little surprised, Chen Bosong looked more mature, if he used to be a wolf, now he has become a tiger, he has learned to be calm and calm, no longer always bright like before Unleash your fangs and claws.

"The beard has grown." Lin Yuan smiled at Chen Bosong, "Thank you for your hard work these days."

Chen Bosong was silent. He walked up to Lin Yuan and looked at the man who was half a head shorter than himself.

He is taller than him, but in front of him, he is always inferior.

"Enter the account." Lin Yuan walked in front, as if he was the first time to the Runing Barracks to be the owner familiar with it.

Chen Bosong followed behind him, and the two walked into the tent together.

Lin Yuan sat in the seat that originally belonged to Chen Bosong, and Chen Bosong's soldiers brought tea to Lin Yuan. The soldiers were nervous and excited, and his legs were trembling - he had been on the battlefield so many times, and he would not shake his legs when killing people. It was only now that he was shaking non-stop.

"Runing's matter, you have done a good job." Lin Yuan took a sip of tea, he was not in a hurry to enter the city, and he was not in a hurry to take care of troubles, "Don't worry."

Chen Bosong's thin lips were tightly pursed, fighting all the year round, Chen Bosong is now like a knife, a knife that has seen blood.

His face looked a little thin, which made his facial features very distinct. Lin Yuan had to admit that Chen Bosong was more handsome than him in terms of appearance alone.

"I didn't do a good job." Chen Bosong talked about what he did in Runing and what he couldn't figure out the most. "The people are even more flustered."

Gaoyou changed hands, Taizhou changed hands, Suzhou changed hands, the common people seem to accept it well, they sincerely hope that Lin Yuan will lead them to live a better life, but why is Runing different?Why are the people in Runing different?

Chen Bosong didn't understand.

Lin Yuan smiled and said like a stern but loving father: "You have done well enough, it's not your fault."

Chen Bosong lowered his head, he felt ashamed.

He finally made up his mind to take care of Runing's affairs, but reality gave him a slap in the face.

"Well, I'll take care of it, you come and see, and tell me what you've learned after the work is done." Lin Yuan whispered softly, "OK?"

Chen Bosong suddenly raised his head, looking at Lin Yuan with incredible eyes.

Lin Yuan: "Take your time, you can always learn something."

Chen Bosong drank a cup of tea and saluted Lin Yuan, "Thank you, young master."

On the edge of Runing City, the farmers are cooking at home. The women brought out wild vegetable soup and rice with mixed grains. The whole family squatted on the ground and tossed the food. Talking on the threshold, talking about tomorrow's weather, how much the autumn harvest can bring.

"The village chief said that the landlord will not accept our rent." The woman's expression was a little dazed. "Now the five families use three hoes and one cow. Do we have to return these to the master?"

The man coughed twice. He was only 30 years old, but he looked close to fifty. His skin was rough and yellow, his cheeks were sunken, and his brows were tightly wrinkled. He spit thick phlegm on the ground, bowed his waist and said : "I'll ask tomorrow."

A child was tied on the woman's back with rags. The child didn't know anything. He was only two years old and didn't understand the adults' worries. He was playing with his mother's hair.

"They said that if Nan Bodhisattva came, the landlord would leave us alone." Tears welled up in the woman's eyes, and she asked her husband, "Is that Nan Bodhisattva really not leaving?"

The man silently looked at the ground under his feet.

The woman said angrily: "Why does South Bodhisattva want Ru Ning? Why do they come? Wouldn't it be good to let us live in the past?"

Although poor, although hungry, although hard to farm but not enough to eat, but life is very stable.

But now, they don't know what is waiting for them in front of them.

The unknown made them fear, and the fear brought them resentment.

In the early morning of the next day, before the sun rose, the man had already left home and went to the field, and the woman had to go to the field. Like a cow, she used cloth strips as a rope, tied the child to a tree where she could see, and followed her. Farm together.

Her eyes are broken, and she can't see things clearly before dawn, but after so many years of work, she can do even slander, and farming has become her instinct.

Just as the first ray of sunlight broke through the clouds and sprinkled on the ground, the village head ran on the field ridge. Someone behind him was beating a gong. As soon as the gong sounded, the villagers knew that there was news from above. Looking at the village head standing on the stone.

The village head is over 50, and his body is not very strong. He shouted with all his strength: "Nan Bodhisattva is here! The soldiers are coming today!"

The villagers were terrified.

"What are the soldiers doing here?"

"My family has no food! I don't even have a daughter!"

"Don't let them come!"

Few spoke out, while more people just bowed their heads in silence.

Someone is shaking, shoulders are shrugging.

No matter how fearful or unwilling the villagers were, the soldiers still came.

There were not many soldiers who came, only a hundred or so, but this group of soldiers did not come empty-handed. Except for the accommodation that needed to be arranged by the village, the soldiers brought their own food and daily necessities.

When the soldiers came, the villagers hid in their houses, and they dared not even go out to have a look.

"Mother, are those soldiers?" The child nestled in his mother's arms. Unlike adults, children sometimes have a lot of courage, and they are not full of fear of many things like adults.

The woman put her arms around the child and whispered, "You are not allowed to look, they are ghosts, they will eat you, they will eat up your brain and intestines."

The child shivered.

But the next day, the child forgot about his mother's threats, and he took other children from the same village to visit those soldiers secretly.

In the children's world, soldiers have a natural sense of majesty, which is different from their parents. They dare not let the soldiers find out, and only dare to hide behind trees and watch quietly.

The soldiers were dressed in dark cloth clothes, with straight backs, unlike those adults in the village who were always hunched over.

They appear stronger and taller.

This is the ideal "future" in the boy's eyes.

"I also want to be a soldier in the future." A boy whispered.

The other boys followed suit.

They don't know what to face as a soldier. At this moment, they just yearn for the day when they can live with their backs straight.

The little soldier who was squatting on the edge of the field with a bowl to eat saw the group of dolls. He was not very old and had a lively personality. He waved to the group of dolls: "Come here, I will give you candy."

The boys turned around and ran away. After a short distance, one boy finally discovered the word "sugar" that the soldier said.

The boys stopped in unison.

They have never eaten sugar since they were born, and they don't know what real sugar tastes like, and how it is different from wild fruits on the mountain.

But they know that sugar is the sweetest thing in the world.

They looked at each other, and finally one of them turned his head the most courageously, and ran towards the little soldier.

The little soldier watched him running, laughed and threw a piece of malt candy over. The malt candy fell on the grass, and the boy bent down to pick it up.

He squinted his eyes, the sweetness of malt sugar filled his taste buds, his life was short, but it must have been one of the happiest moments in his life.

And the boys behind him could only watch helplessly as the boy stuffed such a large piece of malt candy into his mouth.

The boys walked by, looking longingly at the soldier.

Xiaobing smiled and asked them, "I want to eat candy."

The boys nod wildly.

Xiao Bing said: "Okay, want to eat candy? Come and work with me."

Only then did the boys realize that what these soldiers were holding were not weapons, but agricultural tools.

They turned their heads and found that the soldiers who had straight backs in their eyes were now hunched over and doing farm work.

And they do it quickly and well, which looks like the old crop style.

A boy slapped his head: "They are digging my land!"

Are these soldiers working for them? !