Chapter 470: King Yan is a Really Ruthless Person
Chapter 470: King Yan is a Really Ruthless Person
However, what happened next was beyond the expectations of Shen Zhiqiu and his daughter.
There was no conscription, only corvée labor and the transportation of military rations.
These people will not go to the front line unless there are special circumstances. They only need to escort the supplies to Jingmen Pass and then return.
There was no grain collection, but every government office called on everyone to donate grain, and the notice clearly stated:
"Today, the Tartars from outside have repeatedly invaded the border, killing, injuring and looting. The people living on the border are suffering. There are hidden dangers inside, and the country is about to fall apart...."
The father and daughter who had rushed to the county town to read the notice looked at each other.
The King of Yan was ruthless. He told the people the situation clearly without hiding anything.
Directly point out the internal and external troubles. Now is the time to send troops. First, eliminate the external troubles and then settle the internal troubles.
It also implies that there is war everywhere in Guanzhong and there is no peace at all. If one wants to protect himself, he must unite with the Northern Yan court and share the same hatred of the enemy.
But it must be said that the people did not show much rebelliousness when the King of Yan wrote this notice.
Even when they heard about conscription and escorting military rations, they didn't cry or make a fuss!
Shen Youyou and Shen Zhiqiu were really confused.
Could it be that they knew that this was it, that they couldn't escape to the south and were under martial law!
They also saw refugees fleeing from the south.
The west? Not to mention, the fighting with foreign tribes there is even more intense, unless you flee to the mountains and live in seclusion.
But, regardless of whether life in the mountains is easy or not, what if foreigners really invade? Wouldn’t that mean that the Han people would lose the foundation laid by their ancestors?
Of course, there are also people who cannot understand. When they see the conscription, they stagger back. This is the second conscription this year, right?
Some people saw the notice, but they didn't understand it.
But the one who read the notice hinted and pointed to the sky, saying very cryptically:
"I'm afraid... we can't hold out for much longer. Otherwise, how can we solve external threats first and then internal problems?"
Those who understood what was said looked as if the sky had fallen: "Woo woo, the good days are over."
Shen Youyou rode on Lieyan and took his father out of Fang County. Seeing that there was no one on the road, he sighed: "The King of Yan is so cruel that he can even curse himself."
Shen Zhiqiu's eyes sparkled, and he sighed, "This is the wisdom of the King of Yan. We will have to fight wars year after year in the next few years.
As for attacking the north, he had probably been preparing for it long ago, so this time he only recruited corvée labor and transported grain to Guanzhong, so there was not much danger.
The people's rebellious psychology would not be too strong. Moreover, he did not write "collecting grain" but "collecting donations", although the amount collected by the people might be less.
But some wealthy families and prominent clans, who are the biggest contributors to the donations, did not see the notice that read:
Anyone who donates grain, no matter how much, is considered a loyal and righteous person. The county government will record their merits and commend them, and will engrave a monument and commemorate the top 100 grain donors!
In this way, even if we fight the north and then the south later and our army is short of manpower, we can still recruit soldiers and food.
The people will also be more likely to accept it than two consecutive "forced levies."
Hearing this, Shen Youyou nodded and continued to ask his father: "Then corvée labor will definitely not be our business. As for donating grain, should we donate?"
"Donate, we have already planned to donate grain, this is not a big deal."
However, this time, each household has one quota for conscription for people aged 15 to 35. If there is only one person in the family who meets the requirements, they can pay grain to offset the quota.
To be honest, not every family is willing to pay five shi of grain for one quota.
More people thought that since they didn’t have to go to the battlefield, they could just transport food to Guanzhong.
Just as the father and daughter were chatting, Shen Youyou suddenly pulled the reins, turned the horse's head abruptly, and returned to Fang County.
"What are you doing, girl?"
"Dad, Uncle Zhou's eldest son is fifteen years old now. His family also needs to be conscripted for labor service, and they can't use food to pay for it."
Shen Zhiqiu also understood instantly that Zhou Qian was really a man who had helped his daughter from the beginning.
Later, he became a distributor of shoe soles and hairpins for them. Now, he also lets his eldest son manage the collection of leather and mountain products.
He organized a small caravan to travel outside, specializing in wholesale shoe soles and hairpins.
When Shen Zhiqiu and Shen Youyou arrived at Zhou Qian's house, they realized they came at the right time.
Zhou Qian was talking to his eldest brother. His eldest brother was in poor health and his family had only one son, so he naturally could not be conscripted. Who knew how long this war would last.
His eldest son is fifteen years old, and he himself is also eligible for conscription.
The key point is that they live in the county town, and the eldest brother takes care of his mother in the countryside. The household registration of the two families is also separated, so two people have to go.
Zhou Qian just finished speaking: "My eldest son and I will go."
Her wife burst into tears, and her eldest brother looked anxious and wanted to speak.
What can be done?
Zhou Qian patted his wife on the shoulder and said, "We still have the second son in our family, and there is only Brother Jiang in the eldest brother's family. Brother Hai and I are only going to escort the grain and grass, there won't be any danger."
It was at this time that Shen Zhiqiu knocked on the door.
When his eldest son heard the knock on the door, he wiped his tears and went to open it.
Although there was no direct danger, corvée labor, especially delivering military rations, was already quite dangerous. Not to mention the day and night travel, whether the body could withstand it, and how much suffering it would cause,
Just take the example of how many people who made mistakes while transporting military rations were dragged out and chopped off.
Moreover, there were actually some wise people among the people. If there were too many casualties in the fighting on the front lines, these corvée labors would be added to the pile. How could a 15-year-old boy not feel uneasy?
When he opened the door, he saw the father and daughter: "Uncle Shen, Sister Shen, please come in."
I have to say, this kid is okay. Although Shen Zhiqiu could tell from his eyes that he had cried, he was still calm.
"Where's your dad?"
However, Zhou Qian came out without giving his son a chance to speak, grabbed Shen Zhiqiu's hand and tried to pull him into the house.
Shen Zhiqiu said: "I won't go into the house, I'll just ask who in your family is going to do the corvée?"
Zhou Qian forced a smile and said, "Hey, it's not that my eldest brother is in poor health, and there is only one son in the family. I plan to let Hai Ge'er go with me."
Shen Zhiqiu nodded: "Okay, then Brother Zhou, you and Brother Hai take the household registration, and Brother, come with me."
Zhou Qian's whole family was stunned by these words. Shen Youyou quickly pushed Zhou Qian's wife:
"Aunt, don't just stand there, hurry up and go look for the household registration with Uncle Zhou. Do you have your eldest uncle's household registration with you? If not, let Brother Dahai ride our Lieyan to get it."
To be honest, I didn't bring it with me.
So, when Zhou Qian's eldest son rode on Lieyan, his expression was a little dazed. It was obvious that this horse was not cheap.
However, Lieyan's speed was really no exaggeration. In less than three quarters of an hour, he took Zhou Hai back and forth, and he was still as energetic as a horse without any problems.
When the group arrived at the Fang County government office, the county officials saw that Shen Zhiqiu looked familiar and went straight in to report to their master.
Zhou Qian was amazed. He had been in Fang County for so many years, but he hadn't gotten to this point! How long had his brother Shen been in Fang County?
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