boyutpedia Chapter 177: Refugee Riot
Chapter 177: Refugee Riot
After meal.
Several people started digging the foundation. They had dug a lot of foundations when they were in the shelter, so they were pretty familiar with the process now.
Xu Wenyan, Xiaohu and Xiaoman continued to dig along yesterday's ditch. The foundation of the wall did not need to be dug too deep, so they tried to finish the work today.
The most troublesome part is the foundation of the small second floor, which requires high enough wood for support. It must be at least five meters high, and it must be of uniform thickness and relatively straight.
Xu Wenyan wants to make a circle in the four-meter-by-four-meter area on the far left. He also plans to build a brick bed in the circle, both to protect against the cold in winter and to ensure that the cubs do not freeze to death when they are born.
I suffered this loss when I was in the shelter. Most of the rabbits were born in autumn, and the rabbits were unwilling to raise them. At that time, several little rabbits froze to death. In the end, I put them in a box and raised them next to the stove.
Now let’s learn from experience and reserve space for a kang in each circle in advance. The kang in the circle doesn’t need to be too big, just enough to provide warmth.
The stove should also be placed in the middle so that the heat can be evenly distributed when it flows to both sides.
Four square meters may not seem large, but in ancient times when every inch of land was valuable, it was the largest area Xu Wenyan had managed to secure.
After working for half an hour, Xu Wenyan was just about to make a cup of chrysanthemum tea when he saw Luo Sanyuan and his men approaching in a hurry.
"Hey, Xu Wenyan, what are you doing?" Luo Sanyuan first looked at Xu Wenyan, then at the few people digging a hole nearby.
Wiping the sweat off his face, Xu Wenyan walked into the house and explained to him, "We are planning to move back here. We are building a new house, aren't we? What do you want to talk to me about?"
"It's those wild grains. Haven't we collected a lot of them recently? Doctor Zhao saw that there were several medicinal ingredients in them and wanted to keep some for preparation. Let me ask you." Luo Sanyuan sat down obediently, waiting for the tea made by Xu Wenyan.
"Use it. Isn't this military tent used to accommodate the wounded?" Xu Wenyan also roughly knew what Zhao Shanhe wanted to keep.
Speaking of settling the wounded, the most needed are medicinal herbs for stopping bleeding. The palm tree buds in the mountains are blooming now, and there are a lot of them in the shelter. Xu Wenyan wants to exchange a filter bag with Zhao Shanhe. Medical-grade filter bags are much more delicate.
"Hey, Lao Luo, go back and talk to Doctor Zhao. I want to use palm tree buds to replace a filter bag. Ask if it's okay." This chrysanthemum tea only needs to be simmered for a while, and you can drink it when the chrysanthemums are scattered: "Try it, it's picked in the mountains."
Luo Sanyuan took the tea with a smile: "Okay, I'll ask for you tonight."
After that, Luo Sanyuan insisted on helping Xu Wenyan and the others with the work. With their help, Xu Wenyan and Chen Xingjie would be able to free up their hands to make mud bricks.
I made a lot of molds at home before, and I made dozens of them in just one afternoon. I just left them in the yard, as long as it didn’t rain, and waited for them to dry naturally tomorrow.
"Lao Luo, stay with the brothers and have dinner." We can't let them work for nothing. These soldiers are strong.
I finished a day's work in just one afternoon.
"I've been waiting for you to say this, hehe." As soon as a few people sat down, Er Mazi ran in hurriedly.
He glanced at everyone to make sure they were all there: "Lao Luo, let's go."
Ermazi took Luo Sanyuan away. Luo Sanyuan was a little angry. He was looking forward to the delicious food being served, but this man took him away without saying anything.
He couldn't bear to part with this meal.
"Still eating? Something big has happened." Er Mazi frowned, looking at the dense beads of sweat on his face, which must have been caused by rushing.
"Wei Ren came over this afternoon. It was the first time I heard him speak in such a humble tone."
Hearing this, Luo Sanren's face was not very good: "What is that bastard doing here?"
"Something has gone wrong in the Guihua Village they manage." Er Mazi didn't elaborate and hurried away with Luo Sanyuan, Han Lao Da and others.
Xu Wenyan only heard the general idea, but he also knew what happened.
"What's going on, Brother Xu, Brother Luo, and the others are leaving now?" Xiaohu followed out and the two of them watched as they hurriedly left.
"It should be a matter of refugees. I don't know how Guihua Village dealt with the half-finished grain tax, but once people are piled up for a long time, it will be very terrifying when it explodes." After thinking about it, Xu Wenyan felt that this matter was not that simple.
"Sister Dongmei, you sleep in my room today, and the others will take turns to keep watch at night."
Here, Wang Zeren had already put on his armor and was waiting at the entrance of the military tent on his Mo Xuan.
"Brother Wang, what's going on?" Luo Sanyuan and his companions came over. There were twelve people in the group here. Of course, Zhao Shanhe would not go with them.
"The refugees in the village managed by Wei Ren rioted."
This short sentence made everyone's heart sink. There were at least a thousand refugees in the village. If they started rioting, it would be like a small war.
The total number of soldiers in the nearby village is less than 50, and Hou Zhizhong may not necessarily help Wei Ren.
"That bastard committed his own fault. Why do you care about him, Brother Wang?" Luo Sanyuan asked puzzledly.
Wang Zeren fastened his armor and asked, "Have you forgotten who his father is?"
"Damn it, Brother Wang, did he threaten you?"
"Half, half."
Wei Ren's father was a sixth-rank lieutenant of Zhaoxin, and was Wang Zeren's direct superior. When Wei Ren got into trouble, it was his father who helped suppress it. Otherwise, Wei Ren would have been promoted to the sixth rank this year instead of the current seventh rank official.
Luo Sanyuan shook his head. After all, his boss also had to climb up. As long as Wei Ren's father retired and recommended Wang Zeren to be the captain of Zhaoxin, everything would be natural.
This is a busy job, I have to help.
"Okay, now that we're equipped, let's go." The most taboo thing is fighting at night, and now we have no choice.
Wang Zeren rode on Mo Xuan and took the lead. He had to go over and confirm whether Wei Ren was still alive.
When we arrived at Guihua Village, it was already ablaze. The refugees in the village were shouting and roaring, and the scene was in chaos. Not only that, the refugees were also fighting each other, and the temporary military tents that had been built had long been overturned by the refugees.
Wang Zeren was a little scared when he saw this. If he had chosen to follow Wei Ren and conceal the half of the grain tax, would the scene in Jixiang Village be the same today?
Fortunately.
Fortunately, I consulted Xu Wenyan, otherwise if the refugees from these two villages exploded at the same time, it would be really over.
On this night, the light of fire and the shadow of swords were accompanied by screams and sounds of fighting. The blood on the ground formed small puddles, and the mud, blood, and young shoots mixed together and stained the soldiers' armor.
By the second half of the night, Guihua Village had apparently become a sea of fire. The entire village was burned down. Perhaps this place would no longer exist from now on.
The war lasted from the hour of Chou to the hour of Yin, and a total of 412 refugees were killed, while the remaining 498 were all suppressed.
The fifteen soldiers led by Wei Ren were almost wiped out, and three of the eleven reinforcements led by Wang Zeren were also gone.
Xiaoman brought the wounded back to the village. Wang Zeren and the injured Wei Ren followed the county magistrate who came to reinforce to Feng County to discuss what to do next.
If the county magistrate and Wang Zeren had not led their men to attack from both sides, the refugees would have dispersed early, either to Xujia Village where there were fewer people, or to Jixiang Village where there was no defense.
The consequences could be disastrous.